Light Fortress

A snap of the fingers.

The entire stretch of land began to heave and roll like a surging tide.

Gu Shen’s expression shifted slightly. Wherever his gaze fell, Wind Snow shattered, and one "coffin head" after another bulged up. All of these were egg-sheaths incubating Low-level Travelers. Over endless ages of drifting and wandering, this tribe had evolved an unprecedented "tenacity attribute." They could endure burning at extreme temperatures, freezing in bitter frost and snow, and could even, when necessary, dehydrate and fold up their shells for preservation, drifting along with the land just like this.

But the price they paid for this was the sacrifice of "wisdom."

The low-level creatures of the Traveler Tribe reproduced at an astonishing speed...

But they could never awaken spiritual wisdom.

The High Order Life within the tribe, on the contrary, were not as "stubbornly tenacious" as they were.

But that did not matter—

In every era, the Traveler Tribe had a "leader" responsible for guiding and directing the tribe’s advance!

These low-level creatures only needed to obey orders. How to drift, and toward where, were matters the "leader" had to decide.

"As you can see."

Deep Sea’s voice was very low and rich with magnetism.

"These Low-level Extraordinary Life of the Traveler Tribe are called ’Sacrificials.’ The Sacrificials possess extremely tenacious vitality. They only need a few seconds to complete mass hatching on the scale of tens of thousands..."

It raised its palm, pale frost and snow coiling around its fingertips, and asked with a smile, "If the Traveler Tribe launched an attack on the North Continent Fortress at all costs, do you think you could hold them off?"

Gu Shen fell silent at once.

After the battle at the Duolu River, the upper echelons of the East Continent and North Continent had in fact convened a special meeting to discuss the "traveller."

Some people were very worried that one day in the future, an external tribe would invade the Five Continents and launch an assault against the Northern Continent Border.

But the conclusion of that meeting was...

The Traveler Tribe was not worth worrying about.

Because their most powerful "king" had already been personally slain by Her Majesty the Empress, and even its fireseed had been thrown into the Central City Furnace.

There was no Divine Throne.

This tribe’s greatest advantage lay in their numbers.

At that time, in the eyes of the North Continent’s upper echelons, having large numbers was actually a ridiculous advantage.

The North Continent’s stockpiles of armaments were extremely abundant. Even the reserves from the Red-Felling War era had been preserved... After the footage of the Duolu River campaign was circulated, the North Continent leadership, having studied it, deemed the Traveler Tribe’s assault insignificant under the suppressive fire of the Source Energy Boat Fleet. No matter how many of them there were, could they possibly outnumber North Continent’s munitions?

And now, Deep Sea had given the answer.

Perhaps... they truly could.

The fundamental reason the North Continent’s upper echelons had once looked down on the Traveler Tribe still lay with the Empress.

A being of the Empress’s level, even without showing herself and merely sitting in an attic, could give every subject on this continent a sense of security.

Once the Traveler Tribe dared invade...

Her Majesty the Empress alone could slaughter the invaders until none remained!

But now, the Empress was trapped within the Source Tower, the Divine War was indefinitely delayed, and the victory’s scales were even tilting toward the Central Continent—

Under such circumstances, an offensive by the Traveler Tribe became an extremely lethal assault!

"Destroying the Five Continents... is that something you’re very proud of?"

Gu Shen stared expressionlessly at the man nailed to the rock wall, laughing.

He did not know how many times he had seen this face in Dream.

Only this once.

He felt an unprecedented disgust.

"Destroying the Five Continents... no."

"But winning the war, yes."

Deep Sea snapped its fingers again. The egg-sheaths bulging amid the Wind Snow across the sky sank back down, crashing with dull thuds, and those low-level Sacrificials thus returned to slumber.

It smiled and said, "To me, ensuring that the fireseed of ’human civilization’ can be preserved is the most important thing."

"Once you win the war, you will destroy the Deep Sea mainframe."

"When I die..."

"Humanity will have no hope left at all."

"So, I must live, and I must win!"

Its expression was extremely austere; every word was deadly serious, yet to Gu Shen these words sounded utterly absurd.

"You think you’re leading humanity forward?"

Gu Shen sneered. "Letting the Traveler Tribe break through the Northern Continent Border—this is your so-called way of preserving the ’fireseed of human civilization’?"

"In this matter, I had no choice."

Deep Sea said calmly, "If not for the uprising at the Northern Continent Border, you would have deployed Heavenly Sheath Weapons against the Central Continent. This war would have moved toward an even more extreme direction."

As expected.

Deep Sea knew the calculations behind the Three-Continent Alliance.

"Don’t misunderstand. I am not afraid of the ’lethality’ of Heavenly Sheath Weapons."

Deep Sea said coolly, "Even if you struck all the important cities of the Central Continent once... this war still would not end."

"You can unravel the Heavenly Sheath Fragment’s curse..."

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

He had in fact long harbored a vague suspicion.

If Deep Sea had seized the true body of the Traveler God Seat, then had it also gained the power to "lift the Heavenly Sheath Curse"?

The reason the Three-Continent Alliance was convinced that a "Heavenly Sheath Strike" could end the war ahead of time...

Was not that the blast from a Heavenly Sheath Strike was so overwhelmingly powerful.

But the "Transcendent annihilation phenomenon" after the Storm Equation spread!

Once Heavenly Sheath Weapons washed the Central Continent’s major urban districts... the number of Transcendents capable of fighting would plummet.

"I am confident I can lift the ’Heavenly Sheath Curse’ on ninety percent of the afflicted."

Deep Sea said expressionlessly, "The war will not end. It will only become even more insane. And you will be nailed to the pillar of shame of human civilization. Every Transcendent who survives will loathe the planners of the ’Heavenly Sheath Strike.’ This assault will cause human civilization to completely fall apart."