Chapter 461: Chapter 115: Every Loyalist of the Holy Empire Will Become a Raid Team (Part 2)
Stacking Poisoned effects, Percentage Health Loss, and a permanent duration. Any one of these would be a top-tier Authority on its own. Combined, they were an absolute death sentence for any opponent!
’Tingfeng!?’
’What kind of monster is he!?’
The faint groans of the Tier Four Lord still echoed from the communicator, accompanied by the system notification: "Life Value -2% per second." The sound was like a death knell, making the atmosphere in the conference room unbearably heavy.
One of the young staff officers, his face deathly pale, spoke with a trembling voice:
"Lord Oda, if Tingfeng truly wields so many Divine Gift Powers of Authority, then doesn’t our plan to ’Encircle Hua’s Domain’ become a complete joke?"
His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing everyone’s last shred of hope. freewebnσvel.cѳm
’He’s right!’
Even a Tier Four Lord Player was utterly helpless against Tingfeng!
’Wouldn’t the Tier Three Lord Players be nothing more than ants to him?’
At this thought, some began to tremble, and cold sweat beaded on others’ foreheads. Their once-arrogant plan to launch a pincer attack on Hua Country now seemed utterly ridiculous and foolish under the terrifying shadow of "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning" and "Divine Gift: Sealed Resurrection."
Oda Nobunaga took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the storm raging within him, but his hand gripping the hilt of his sword remained tense.
As he looked at his panicked subordinates, he suddenly realized something even more terrifying.
Tingfeng had dared to strike in both the Eagle Country Realm and the Sakura Country Realm. He had even deliberately let the defeated Tier Four Lord Player from Sakura Country escape. It was all for one purpose: to plunge every power targeting Hua Country into a state of Fear and internal conflict, crushed by an insurmountable gap in strength.
"Immediately suspend all operations targeting Hua’s Domain!"
Oda Nobunaga’s voice carried an unquestionable authority, yet it was tinged with a hint of exhaustion.
"Notify the intelligence department. I want all available information on ’Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning.’ See if any Lord Players who have ’ascended’ to the Divine Domain have ever mentioned such a skill!"
"Also, send an urgent communication to the other national realms. Inform them of the situation with Tingfeng and have them attend a conference to discuss our strategy... I’m afraid this war can no longer be fought according to our original plan."
The conference room gradually fell silent, but every face was etched with grim seriousness.
They knew that Tingfeng’s "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning" had not only shattered the balance of power in the Lord World, but had also completely disrupted the Global Alliance Army’s deployment.
The Divine Wind Association, and indeed the entire Sakura Country player faction, now stood at a life-or-death crossroads: Should they continue to oppose this super-monster who wielded all kinds of unstoppable abilities, or should they bow their heads and sue for peace while they still could? freewebnσvel.cѳm
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While panic had yet to spread throughout the Sakura Country Realm, Qin Feng had already concluded his deterrence operations in the Real World.
The terrifying reputation of Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning would spread throughout the Global Alliance Army with the return of the Tier Four Lord Player from Sakura Country. The choice of "fight or surrender" now hung over them all like a sharp blade, precisely striking the Achilles’ heel of every hostile force.
The strategic objective of his mission was now perfectly achieved.
Meanwhile, reports of success began to pour in from the Holy Empire Envoys who were scattered across the major cities of Hua Country, carrying out their mission to hunt down Evil God Players.
These Clone Warriors, created by Qin Feng using his Bloodthirsty Talent, all possessed the abilities of "Divine Gift: Sealed Resurrection" and "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning." As such, they had no reason to fear even the Tier Four Evil God Players.
Now, they were converging on Qin Feng’s position by train, plane, and high-speed rail. Their eyes burned with the fire of loyalty, and their perfectly synchronized salutes thundered to the heavens:
"Reporting, Your Majesty! The mission to hunt the Evil God Believers is complete! We suffered zero losses!"
Qin Feng gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping over the elite Holy Empire Envoy forces assembled before him. He spoke slowly:
"Let’s go."
"It’s time for us to go back."
His voice was steady and powerful, carrying an authority that could not be questioned.
"This move should deter a lot of foreign players and make them think twice before bothering us again. But there’s no telling if some hard-headed fool will decide to press the attack anyway. We must be prepared for anything."
With that said, Qin Feng raised his hand and activated the Lord System’s Teleportation function. A brilliant golden Teleportation Gate unfolded before him, and beyond it surged the unique tides of Magic Power from the Lord World.
He stepped through first, and the other Holy Empire Envoys followed close behind, their figures vanishing instantly into the night of the Real World.
Upon returning to Shurima, the Imperial Capital of the Holy Empire, his feet touched a grand avenue of Gold paved with Holy Crystal Fragments. In the distance, a human lighthouse soared into the clouds. On the city walls, the Holy Emblem of the Holy Empire gleamed in the sunlight as countless Imperial Army soldiers methodically arranged the city’s defenses.
However, the golden glow of the Teleportation Gate had yet to fade. The moment Qin Feng’s boots touched the Holy Crystal-paved ground of Holy Radiance City’s main square, the sound of steady, urgent footsteps approached.
Diablo, who also served as the Minister of Imperial Military Affairs, was striding toward them. He was clad in Dark Gold Scale Armor, the Abyss Runes on his pauldrons glowing faintly in the sun, and he led a group of Divine Chosen Heroes whose auras were immense.
A Holy Knight at the forefront held a Holy Light Warhammer, an Assassin lurked in the Shadows, and even the Silver Dragon mounted by a Dragon Knight let out a low rumble. It was clear they had all rushed here without a moment’s rest after receiving the news.
Diablo held a thick stack of intelligence scrolls. The edges of the parchment were slightly curled from his haste, and the densely packed runes and notations upon them conveyed a potent sense of urgency.