CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 96: THE ERA OF THE SWORD TOMB

The Abyssal Ocean occupies three-quarters of the Abyss.

Endless underwater cities, giant beasts, and corals form this vast land, with undulating mountains.

But now, a large number of refugees are fleeing from this three-quarters of the territory, leaving the seawater to step into the cities hanging on the walls in the sky, looking down in horror.

The Abyss seems to have truly become an abyss.

It contains world-destroying Abyssal Giant Beasts, bottomless, devouring everything, destroying everything within.

Although Tukashi is commuting on various routes, the inhabitants of the Ocean Abyss have a very strong will to survive, finding ways to escape, with still twenty percent of the population surviving and climbing into the sky.

And the clear ocean of the Abyss has also turned blood-red.

Corpses float, accompanied by a large amount of city debris, indicating that more than half of the Abyssal Civilization has been destroyed.

"They ran really fast."

Tukashi took a deep breath and exhaled a large bubble.

Now, with energy replenishment, his body has grown significantly larger, already as big as a child’s coffin, fully capable of swallowing the Fairy God Aurora inside and digesting her.

"Are they still responding to the people in the sky?"

Tukashi looked up at the sky from the surface.

He has already condensed a new Crystal Holy Sword but hasn’t continued the war.

Because he knows.

Continuing to swing his sword against the sky would only result in his sword being expertly cut by the opponent’s sword techniques.

He is alone, while the opponent, this nation’s massive war machine, has finally responded, and their swordsmanship, derived from simulations, is much stronger than his as an individual being.

Ultimately, it is the power of a civilization.

But Tukashi remains confident of victory.

The majority of the cyclical resources of the Abyss are in the ocean.

He occupies the ocean, continuously researching the opponent’s swordsmanship, constantly making mistakes, and eventually, there will be a day when he catches up.

Moreover, the cities in heaven and on walls require food and drink.

They have already met their apocalypse; to find food, they will surely go down to the sea secretly, and even Aurora might approach the ocean for food.

He just has to wait for her, ready to attack at any time.

Tukashi doesn’t know what a crocodile is, but he’s clearly using this hunting technique.

If you dare to approach my lake for food, I’ll suddenly attack you, open my mouth wide, drag you into the water, and have a coffin cover you directly.

...

Whoosh.

Aurora hangs down from the sky, reweaving her net.

A hammock soon appeared.

And one by one, Crystal Holy Swords, like wind chimes, are hung in mid-air, swaying.

"This world is indeed ever-changing."

Elis overlooked the entire sea, her own world.

She must keep an eye on it; if he dares to swing his sword at the sky, his tendrils must be cut off, and his swords must be continuously snatched.

If he swings his sword at the sky, creating one less with each attempt.

Eventually, the mid-air will be filled with the opponent’s Crystal Holy Swords.

But she takes no pride in it, instead feeling deeply speechless, "Each Holy Sword is a bony structure, made from the bones of the living of a civilization, turned into a tomb!"

When this world is filled with Crystal Treasure Swords, then the beings of this world will completely disappear and become an ancient myth, won’t they??

Are we heading towards extinction?

She suddenly recalled Nokron’s words.

Most civilizations are not worthy of knowing his name, as they mostly appear and disappear like waves.

Before her, she somewhat understood.

Civilization is powerful, yet fragile enough to be destroyed at any moment.

"Your Majesty, we are in some trouble."

Sylph, with all the students of the Dark Night Elf Academy, fled to the sky, pondered for a moment, and said:

"He’s lurking in the ocean, no longer engaging head-on, keeping this up is unfavorable to us."

"However, we have time and must find a way, research a countermeasure."

"Yes, if we don’t control the opponent, we’ll eventually be dragged to death by him."

"Your Majesty, I suggest researching straw spider silk first, to ensure supplies; energy and moisture are the foundation of all wars," Sylph said: "Your spider silk can already read memory, researching energy absorption shouldn’t be difficult."

Like a mosquito, absorbing moisture and energy from the ocean, even transforming into a Medusa’s snake hair for hunting.

So, the Abyssal Gods trapped in the sky won’t fear being starved to death by the opponent... because that Holy Sword clearly intends to stay in the ocean, monopolizing their supply channels.

"This is a good idea."

Soon, Aurora began to develop in this direction.

Whoosh~

Straws of spider silk plunged into the sea, rolling like Adam’s apples, gurgling while absorbing seawater and various corpse nutrients.

Tukashi was immediately enraged to see this.

"You’re asking for it!"

Instantly, he cut off the spider silk reaching down before him.

But he quickly discovered, the opponent was playing him like a monkey.

The fairy girl sitting on the swing in the sky, with a Crystal Holy Sword on her knee, was deftly manipulating threads of spider silk, playing hide-and-seek with him, like a puppet.

There were spider silks in all four corners of the room; when he went to one corner, the silk would immediately retract, and when he moved away, the silk would drop again.

This made Tukashi, the coffin snail, tremble all over with anger.

He couldn’t occupy all four corners at once.

Tukashi looked at the sky cities and Aurora, ultimately losing interest, saying lightly: "The current Emperor only resorts to such sneaky tactics, once I research swordsmanship, I’ll soon kill you all."

In the next few days.

Tukashi swung his sword at the sky each day, challenging once.

And every time he lost.

Each time, a longsword hung high in the sky.

But each time, he learned and progressed rapidly.

No one knows which side will ultimately win this tug-of-war.

Obviously, Tukashi’s greatest advantage is occupying the Abyss, with unlimited energy and food, constantly challenging and failing without feeling a loss, as the swords can simply be recreated, he is confident, and will eventually catch up in swordsmanship.

If Aurora can’t find a way to win outside of swordsmanship during these few days, once the opponent catches up in swordsmanship, she is likely to be defeated.

...

Li Qing, controlling Thunder God Nuriel, walked out and began night running.

He couldn’t go out himself, but Nuriel could still appear.

Furthermore, Li Qing found himself undergoing constant metamorphosis, his consciousness wave could only reach a few hundred meters, but he discovered a new method of building signal base stations.

Every so often, he would place a specially designed tiny computer, parasitic organism on trees and the ground, building his own consciousness wave network connection.

Constructing a network to expand the control of subordinates in this way, though it consumes some subordinate control slots.

But it doesn’t matter; after his last transformation, his control slots have exploded, increasing more than tenfold, no longer as strained as before.

Thud thud thud.

Controlling Thunder God Nuriel, kept on running, Li Qing, looking around, was somewhat surprised: "This is too outrageous!"

"A perfectly good room has been turned into a Sword Casting Manor by you, with treasure swords hanging, two peerless swordsmen dueling daily."

These two Abyssal Gods, are truly something!

Honestly speaking.

If it wasn’t for the Abyss being twenty meters deep, having initially dropped massive resources into the seawater, if this were the neighboring elf world, the resources would have long been exhausted!

And even now, these resources are greatly depleted.

After battling for more than a week like this, the laboratory’s energy will run out, and probably will have to inject nutrient fluid into it again.

"They are fighting so fiercely, I should also start building the Crystal Wall for defense and simultaneously scout the sand table of a new world," Li Qing pondered.

After all, even if they successfully contain the opponent in this three-room, one-hall apartment, so what?

Their combat power is soaring, that place is ultimately too small.

It’s not a permanent solution; one has to make plans ahead, make preparations before it’s too late.

"I need to go see if I can purchase some land to make them a new ground. After all, building a large insane asylum will also take quite a long time."

"I should start building it now, otherwise it will be too late when I realize I need it."