Chapter 759
The only option is to fight!
In July of the 6319th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, the eternal chaotic vortex deep within the Star Abyss suddenly subsided, as if smoothed by an invisible hand. A dazzling light, like a supernova explosion, pierced the darkness, and a surge of immense divine power swept outwards like a tide, causing the surrounding suspended, broken landmasses to tremble.
A massive, unprecedentedly large divine power resource point suddenly manifested itself amidst this intense alternation of turmoil and silence.
This massive resource point is like a giant crystalline heart embedded in an abyss, pulsating rhythmically, each beat unleashing a divine essence so potent it would suffocate even a true god.
Such an unusual phenomenon naturally alerted all the powerful beings both inside and outside the Star Abyss.
However, the Red Heart Society's reaction speed was beyond reason and almost predictable.
They had already pinpointed the precise coordinates of the resource point's manifestation. Almost the instant it emerged from the void and materialized, the elite of the Red Heart Society had already assembled and deployed through a secret, undisclosed route.
Its coordinated movements and high efficiency are like those of a precision instrument operating perfectly.
Before the radiance had fully stabilized, a battle flag, imprinted with the blazing flames of a burning heart, had been firmly planted atop the core crystal cluster of the resource point. The flag fluttered wildly in the divine power storm, proclaiming undisputed domination.
The Red Heart Society, with its ghostly familiarity with the depths of the Star Abyss and its precise grasp of timing, has gained full advantage in terms of opportunity, location, and popular support.
When the wills of the three great worlds—the Abyss, Hell, and the Spirit Realm—which stand at the pinnacle of the multiverse, followed the fluctuations of divine power and pierced through layers of space and time to cast their gaze upon them, what met their eyes was that fluttering banner of unwavering loyalty.
In an instant, an indescribable sense of stagnation and anger, like a deadly icy current, swept across the three supreme wills.
The feeling was beyond simple frustration or disappointment; it was more like being forcibly fed filth, nauseating to swallow and unfit to spit out.
Before the emergence of the Red Heart Society, this anomaly, the vast, chaotic, and fertile Star Abyss had always been the private hunting grounds and backyard of these three giants.
They and their gods freely came and went, taking whatever they pleased from this place, regarding the countless resources that arose there as their own.
[Let alone the large resource points before them, which are capable of nurturing powerful divine energy and even shaking the structure of the pantheon, even the scattered small veins of divine energy crystals have long been considered their exclusive possession.]
Anyone who dares to defy them will be met with a devastating and overwhelming divine war.
However, the emergence of the Red Heart Society brutally shattered this unspoken rule that had persisted for countless eras.
This newly established large resource point changed hands completely before they could even touch a scrap of it.
How can this be allowed?
A single accidental mistake can be explained as negligence and is tolerable.
[But when the wills of the three great worlds peered down the timeline and deduced the future, they saw resource points shining brightly throughout the Star Abyss, only to be swiftly covered by the banner of righteous loyalty.]
This outcome, where one is utterly excluded from all opportunities, and the chilling premonition stemming from the continuous erosion of one's fundamental interests, transforms into a tangible anxiety and stinging pain.
The Red Heart Society not only retreated to the most treacherous and chaotic depths of Star Abyss, but also mysteriously mobilized and united many powerful beings native to Star Abyss, giving them control and operational efficiency that were unmatched even by the Three Realms.
This drastically unfavorable situation must be reversed, and there is no time to lose!
[Thus, amidst the oppressive undercurrents and frequent clashes of wills, a long game of strategy and negotiation quietly unfolded.] [In December of Extraordinary Calendar 6892, after countless rounds of covert calculations, compromises, and exchanges of interests, the Abyss, Hell, and the Spirit Realm—three great worlds that had once been at war with each other, entangled in grudges and conflicts—finally formed an alliance of offense and defense.]
The alliance's structure is complex and sophisticated, but the most crucial element lies in the selection of the coalition's commander-in-chief.
This is by no means an honorary title, but a powerful position that concerns the future course of the war and even the balance of power within the Three Realms.
[Therefore, an unprecedented military command capability assessment and practical trial spanning three realms unfolded in a special plane, with many deities renowned for their wartime divine duties or possessing glorious battle records participating.]
Ultimately, the God of War from the Spirit Realm, renowned for his profound strategies and divine military prowess, who had achieved miracles of defeating the strong with the weak in countless interdimensional wars, was successfully elected.
He won the unanimous approval of all three parties through his impeccable global vision, ruthless and efficient tactical decision-making, and extraordinary adaptability to complex environments.
The news didn't surprise the gods of the Three Realms much; instead, they were enveloped in a long-suppressed sense of excitement.
The demon lords of the abyss sharpen their claws, the devil dukes of hell deduce their contracts, and the war apostles of the spirit world polish their divine artifacts.
A near-hunger for war spread like a plague.
The reason is simple: war is the fastest way to gain contribution points.
Only through military merit can one exchange fragments of world authority—those previously tightly controlled and never circulated—from the will of their respective worlds for sacrifice and absorption.
[This is an exceptional shortcut to advancement opened by the will of the Three Realms to motivate its subordinates and counter the threat of the Red Heart Society; for the gods, its allure is deadly.]
In the past, the growth of divine power and the acquisition of authority relied on years of accumulation, struggles for faith, or dangerous exploration. How could it compare to the straightforward and immediate exchange of battle merits for such power?
The shadow of war has never been so stirring.
Within the cold, star-map-like mind of the God of War, there was no reckless plan to venture into the depths of the Star Abyss for a decisive battle with the Crimson Heart Society.
He was well aware of his opponent's cunning and his home-field advantage. His strategy was clear and steady: to gradually erode his opponent's strength.
Proceed step by step, steadily and surely.
In March of the Extraordinary Calendar 7216, after a long period of preparation, resource allocation, and acclimatization training, the first force bearing the banner of the Three Realms Alliance crossed the symbolic boundary of the Star Abyss.
The allied forces tentatively entered the vast and dangerous edge of Star Abyss and began constructing fortifications.
Although the environment here is still harsh, filled with turbulent currents of shattered laws and dangerous void creatures, it is relatively mild compared to the depths.
The God of War's intention was crystal clear: to gradually transform this chaotic buffer zone into a solid forward base and supply depot for the Allied forces.
This vast world city will become the catalyst for the allied forces' attack! (End of Chapter)