togophonebook Chapter 821 The Arrogant King's Defection
Chapter 821 The Arrogant King's Defection
Zhou Mo, as a core figure in the second echelon of the Red Heart Society and a Star God who wields the power over stars and destiny, has diligently assisted Lin Xue in handling the various internal affairs of the Red Heart Society over the years.
He was naturally meticulous, skilled in strategizing and divination, and possessed an astonishing talent for handling complex political affairs.
Under his management, the Red Heart Society's various systems were well-organized, and resource allocation was precise and efficient. The stability in the rear provided the most solid guarantee for the war on the front lines.
Because preparations for the transfer of power within the Red Heart Society had begun tens of thousands of years ago, Lin Xue's departure did not disrupt the society's operations in any way.
Zhou Mo calmly took over the baton of power and continued to steadily advance the various undertakings of the Red Heart Society according to the established strategic plan.
The pace of external expansion has not slowed in the slightest; the development of Star Abyss is proceeding smoothly; and the construction of the Crimson Heart World is progressing rapidly.
Everything is moving in the best possible direction.
Above the spirit realm, crimson battle clouds had coalesced into a boundless ocean.
[In June of the Extraordinary Calendar 426584, the sky over the Spirit Realm had completely turned a deathly gray.]
More and more Red Heart Society True God Battle Groups and Divine Power Military Legions are pouring into this once supreme divine realm like a migrating galaxy.
They trod upon the corpses of spirit realm deities, traversed the crumbling ruins of divine kingdoms, uprooted sacred mountains imbued with the sediment of countless ages, and completely drained the rivers of law that had flowed for countless epochs.
The earth of the spirit realm cracked inch by inch amidst wails of agony. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that once nourished all things had long since dissipated, leaving only a thin wisp of primordial energy clinging to life in the void.
This was a ruthless plunder, a complete purge of the supreme rulers of the old era.
However, Chi Xin did not use a single drop of the Great World Essence extracted from the Spirit Realm—enough to drive any force mad—to expand its military or enhance the strength of its ordinary soldiers.
It's not that we don't need it, but that it's not worth it.
At this moment, the Red Heart Society is experiencing a very unique period of combat power shortage.
[The top-tier combat power includes transcendent beings like Ye Lingtian, the Heart Demon God, and the Star Demon God, who dominate the universe. The middle tier consists of countless True Gods of Rules and True Gods of Faith forming an iron torrent. However, the only missing element is a top-tier True God seed capable of bearing the origin of this great world.]
Those extremely precious origins of great worlds are unnecessary for ordinary true gods to refine. From a macro perspective, they are nothing more than a waste.
Since that's the case, let's place all our hopes on that sleeping founder.
The entire Chixin Society has reached an unprecedented consensus.
All the primordial essence plundered from the spirit realm, all the divine essence mined from the depths of the Star Abyss, and all the supreme treasures seized from various subjugated civilizations were continuously sent to the most core and sacred slumbering place of the Crimson Heart World.
That slumbering land, constructed with the Red Heart Society's cutting-edge technology, is now completely enveloped by a primordial torrent as vast as a galaxy.
The golden primordial light, as if alive, seeped into the coffin, nourishing your battered and bruised divine body.
The primal cracks torn apart by the self-destruction of the Great World began to heal at an extremely slow pace under the scouring of massive amounts of primal energy.
The chaotic and fragmented imprints of the laws, nourished by the origin, began to rearrange themselves in an orderly fashion.
Even more exciting is that your inner world, which was once on the verge of complete collapse, is also seeing the dawn of new life.
The ever-shrinking world boundary ceased its collapse; the fallen sun, moon, and stars slowly rose again from the sky; the dried-up rivers flowed once more; and the collapsed sacred mountains rose anew. The power of the world flowed slowly within you, and your aura began to gradually recover at an extremely faint yet incredibly resolute pace.
However, everyone knew that this was ultimately just prolonging life.
What you have suffered is a wound left by the collision of the origins of two great worlds, a fatal injury etched deep within your soul that even the laws of the universe cannot heal.
The vast amount of primal nourishment can only barely sustain your life force and slow your decline, but it cannot completely heal you.
You remain asleep, like a king trapped in an eternal dream, not knowing when you will awaken, or even if you will ever awaken.
In July of the year 459821 of the Extraordinary Calendar, a betrayal that shocked the entire Red Heart Society erupted without warning.
[The Arrogant Lord, a veteran Transcendent who joined the Red Heart Society in its early days, an ancient being who had never experienced time reversal and had always remained outside the core circle of the Red Heart Society, has finally chosen to defect.]
Actually, his departure was foreshadowed.
Since the Crimson Heart Society used all the essence of the Great Worlds to nourish the slumbering Creator, the Arrogant Lord has never received a single drop of that essence.
Although the other transcendents of the Red Heart Society also failed to obtain the Origin, he still harbored deep resentment.
On what grounds?
He didn't believe the sleeping founder could awaken, nor did he believe in the Chixin Society's so-called ideal of unifying the world.
In his view, the Red Heart Society's current actions were nothing more than wasting resources on a dead man.
Instead of wasting time here, why not start your own business and become the ruler of your own domain?
If he had simply left, the Red Heart Society might not have pursued the matter further.
After all, everyone has their own ambitions. For this transcendent figure who had never experienced the most difficult years of the Red Heart Society and had never truly identified with its ideals, the Red Heart Society didn't have much of a sense of belonging.
[As long as he doesn't do anything to harm the interests of the Red Heart Society, letting him leave wouldn't be a bad idea.]
The arrogant prince chose the most despicable and cruel method.
Taking advantage of the Red Heart Society's trust in him, under the pretext of assisting in defending against a counterattack from the remnants of the Spirit Realm, he transferred three veteran True God battle groups that had fought alongside the Red Heart Society for hundreds of thousands of years and made great contributions to uninhabited star fields at the edge of the universe.
Then, in the dead of night without any warning, he suddenly made his move.
There were no warnings, no reasons given.
This transcendent being turned against his former comrades who had fought alongside him.
The three True God battle groups didn't even have a chance to resist before they were completely trapped by the deadly array set up by the Arrogant Lord.
He opened his divine kingdom, like a bottomless black hole, devouring and refining all three hundred thousand true gods, along with their battle formations, weapons, and divine souls. (End of Chapter)