Now, the number of Aberrants in the remaining few strongholds on the Corrupted Plains had also plummeted many times over.
It was precisely the time for him to take the initiative and seize the entire Corrupted Plains.
By then, bringing the entire East Continent under control would only be a matter of time.
Next, he would have to choose: whether to cross the ocean to the West Continent to find the location where the evil god was linked to the world core,
Or to find a way to send the Shadow of Blood into the sky to attempt to break through the restrictions of the world shackles.
After the campaign on the Corrupted Plains ended, Jiang Lin spent a full five days digesting the results of that earth-shaking victory.
The remains of three million Aberrants were piled on the plains outside the Rust Mine like a dark red mountain range.
The engineering teams worked day and night, transporting those piles of flesh by the truckload to the summoning grounds at the edge of the mine.
Jiang Lin sat cross-legged in the center of the Sea of Blood, his breathing technique pushed to the limit as he continuously transformed that flesh and blood into new Blood Demons.
On the first day, the Blood Demon Legion recovered from two hundred and eighty thousand to three hundred and fifty thousand.
On the second day, it broke four hundred thousand.
On the third day, five hundred thousand.
On the fourth day, six hundred thousand.
By the time night fell on the fifth day, when the last batch of Aberrant remains had been completely devoured by the Sea of Blood, Jiang Lin finally stopped the summoning.
He stood up at the edge of the mine, overlooking the crimson ocean that stretched for nearly a hundred miles below.
Six hundred and eighty thousand Blood Demons stood silently, their crimson eyes looking toward their master in unison.
The scene was silent and shocking, like a sleeping crimson ocean. With a single command, it would rise into a monstrous wave that could submerge everything.
Jiang Lin stood at the edge of the mine, his long golden hair fluttering in the polluted wind. His golden eyes, set in a flawless face, reflected the crimson ocean below.
“It’s time to end this for the East Continent.”
The following month saw a war unlike any Planet Teluofuto had seen in three hundred years.
Jiang Lin divided the six hundred and eighty thousand Blood Demons into twelve armies, striking simultaneously from the Rust Mine, the Blood Swamp, and the Rust Iron Wasteland. They moved like a massive crimson net, slowly closing in from east to west.
During the first week, seventeen small Aberrant clusters on the edge of the Corrupted Plains were swept away simultaneously.
The Aberrants entrenched in abandoned towns, mines, and factories didn't even have time to react before being submerged by the Blood Demon Legion.
Crimson claw-wings dove from the sky, Bloodblade Butchers surrounded them from all sides, and the curses of the cursed blood bone dolls exploded repeatedly within the enemy ranks.
In just three days, 1.2 million Aberrants were eliminated, and the number of Blood Demons surpassed eight hundred thousand.
During the second week, the Blood Demon Legion advanced into the central Corrupted Plains.
Six large clusters were entrenched here, each with over five hundred thousand Aberrants.
But Jiang Lin did not launch a frontal assault. Instead, he used the Bloodspeakers' mental link to weave the twelve armies into a precise network.
He ordered the West Route Army to launch a feint, drawing the main Aberrant force toward the Blood Swamp.
The East Route Army cut through the flanks, severing their supply lines.
The Middle Route Army pressed forward but was in no hurry to engage in a decisive battle. Instead, they fought and retreated, drawing out and scattering the Aberrant lines.
By the time those super-large Aggregates finally realized they were surrounded, it was too late.
Eight hundred thousand Blood Demons launched a total assault from all directions simultaneously, like a crimson tsunami, submerging the six clusters one by one.
In this battle, over three million Aberrants were eliminated, and the size of the Blood Demon Legion surpassed one million.
During the third week, the Blood Demon Legion advanced deep into the Corrupted Plains.
The pollution concentration here was so high that even the air was distorted. The ground was covered in a thick layer of dark red crystallized matter, and every step sent viscous pollution liquid splashing.
However, the number of Aberrants was actually smaller. Only the strongest individuals could survive in this death zone.
Jiang Lin encountered over thirty 5th-rank Aggregates here.
They were as large as mountains, their bodies covered in pitch-black crystallized carapace, and the crystals on their backs emitted suffocating waves of pollution.
Each one was strong enough to rival ten thousand ordinary Blood Demons.
But Jiang Lin had the Shadow of Blood.
After a month of devouring and evolving, the Shadow of Blood's level had reached the limit of what this world could withstand.
The limit of the 3rd-rank peak.
But its combat power was far beyond what a 3rd-rank could measure.
Because it had copied all of Jiang Lin’s sword insights and fused them with the Eternal Ice Soul power, the Shadow of Blood displayed nearly terrifying combat strength in battle.
The Shadow of Blood took two hundred moves to kill the first 5th-rank Aggregate.
The second took a hundred moves, the third fifty, and by the tenth, the Shadow of Blood could resolve the battle within twenty moves.
Its sword grew faster and more precise, each strike accurately piercing the weak points of the Aggregate Cores. The soul-targeting effect of the ice soul power caused those behemoths to disintegrate and shatter in the extreme cold.
When the Shadow of Blood pierced the core of the final 5th-rank Aggregate with its sword, the depths of the Corrupted Plains fell into a complete, deathly silence.
During the fourth week, the Blood Demon Legion advanced to the westernmost end of the Corrupted Plains.
Only a narrow strait separated this place from the West Continent. The dark red sky was even deeper here, and the pollution in the air was so thick it had almost condensed into a physical substance.
Jiang Lin stood by the sea, his golden eyes looking across the strait at the even darker land on the other side.
The West Continent.
The nest of the evil god Mozos.
He could feel that deep within the other side of the strait, a being so massive it was hard to imagine was sleeping.
Its every breath made the entire continent tremble slightly, and its every heartbeat caused the pollution energy to rise and fall like a tide.
That was the Life-Devouring Black Goat · Mozos, the evil god who had been sucking the life from this planet for three hundred years.
“It’s not time yet.”
Jiang Lin withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the land behind him that had been reclaimed by the Blood Demon Legion.
From Rusty Town to the Rust Mine, from the Blood Swamp to the Rust Iron Wasteland, from the edge of the Corrupted Plains to its deepest reaches—a full 12 million square kilometers of land, a death zone once occupied by Aberrants for three hundred years, was now completely controlled by the Blood Demon Legion.
Ember's engineering teams followed closely behind, rebuilding outposts on every reclaimed town ruin, cultivating farmland on every purified patch of earth, and establishing monitoring stations on every severed pollution vein.
Breeding farms, feed processing plants, gene cultivation centers, weapon production lines...
Facilities rose from the ground one after another, growing like mushrooms after a rain on this land that had been abandoned for three hundred years.
The East Continent has been liberated.
Ember Headquarters, main conference room.
This was the first time Jiang Lin had participated in a meeting of this scale since arriving on Planet Teluofuto.
The conference room was full of people.
The silver-haired woman, Dr. Villa, Joel, Ed, and over twenty representatives from various outposts.
Their faces all bore expressions of disbelief, as if they still couldn't believe that three hundred years of despair had truly ended in this generation.
“The Aberrants on the East Continent have been basically cleared.”
The silver-haired woman stood before the holographic projection table, her voice carrying a suppressed excitement.
“According to reports from various outposts, the number of remaining Aberrants is less than a hundred thousand, and they are scattered in remote areas, no longer posing a threat. The Blood Demon Legion is sweeping them up area by area, and we expect them to be completely eliminated within two weeks.”
“What about the breeding farm?”
Jiang Lin asked.
Dr. Villa adjusted his goggles and opened his data book, his voice carrying the characteristic precision of a scholar:
“The seeds and embryos from the gene bank have all been put into cultivation. The first batch of Fast-growing Rye has been harvested, with a yield of eleven tons per mu, nearly reaching pre-cataclysm levels. The Protein Alfalfa and Energy Beet are growing well and are expected to be harvested in two weeks.”
He paused, a hint of excitement entering his voice:
“As for livestock, the first batch of Simmental cattle embryos has been successfully transplanted into surrogate mothers, and they are expected to give birth in four months.”
“The population expansion of the Large White pigs is progressing smoothly, and in three months, we can reach a scale of five thousand heads per month.”
“By then, the breeding farm’s daily production can reach three hundred tons.”
“Three hundred tons...” Jiang Lin nodded slightly. “It’s barely enough.”
Dr. Villa gave a bitter smile:
“This is already the limit. To further increase production, we need more land and manpower. And...”
He hesitated for a moment, not continuing.
“And what?”
“And the size of the Blood Demon Legion is growing too fast.” Dr. Villa’s voice dropped. “1.2 million Blood Demons require at least 1,200 tons of flesh every day to maintain their existence. Even if the breeding farm runs at full capacity, it can only meet a quarter of that demand. The remaining three-quarters...”
He didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.
The remaining three-quarters would have to come from hunting Aberrants.
And the Aberrants on the East Continent were almost gone.
Jiang Lin fell silent for a moment, his gaze turning to the West Continent, which was marked in deep red on the holographic map.
“So, the next step must be the West Continent.”
A brief silence fell over the conference room.
Everyone’s gaze fell on that dark red land.
That was the nest of the evil god Mozos, the source of the pollution, and the place where all nightmares had begun three hundred years ago.
The silver-haired woman pulled up a set of data:
“The situation on the West Continent is far worse than on the East Continent.”
“The pollution concentration is more than ten times that of the East Continent. The air is filled with lethal toxins, and the surface is covered in a thick layer of crystallized matter.”
“Although the number of Aberrants there isn't as high as on the East Continent, the strength of the individuals far exceeds them.”
“According to our few reconnaissance missions, there are at least a hundred Aggregates of 5th-rank or higher on the West Continent, and there may even be 6th or 7th-rank ones.”
She paused, her voice growing even more solemn:
“Furthermore, the physical body of the evil god Mozos is deep within the West Continent.”
“Its tentacles are pierced into the world core, sucking the planet’s energy day and night.”
“For three hundred years, no one has ever seen its true form.”
“Everyone who has approached it has never returned.”
Jiang Lin stood up and walked to the holographic map, his golden eyes staring at the dark red land.
“I don't need your people to go with me to the West Continent. The Blood Demon Legion will be enough.”
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
“But before that, there are two things to do.”
“First, the Devouring Abyss Cult.” Jiang Lin’s voice was calm. “This group of the evil god’s followers has been entrenched on the East Continent for three hundred years, acting as accomplices and hunting survivors to sacrifice to their god. Now that the East Continent has been liberated, they should disappear.”
The silver-haired woman nodded immediately.
“The headquarters of the Devouring Abyss Cult is located at the Dark Moon Altar in the southeastern part of the Corrupted Plains. According to our latest reconnaissance, Pope Shadow Moon and the thirteen Abyss Lords are all there.”
“The guard force consists of about two thousand believers, many of whom are 3rd-rank powerhouses or higher.”
“Two thousand?” Jiang Lin shook his head slightly. “I don't need the Blood Demon Legion. I’ll go alone.”
“Second,” he continued, “the Old World Remnants. For three hundred years, they’ve hidden in their shelters, indifferent to the world. But now, I need their technology.”
He looked at the silver-haired woman.
“Is there any signal from the Eternal Frost Ruins recently?”
The silver-haired woman pulled up another set of data.
“Yes.”
“Over the past month, we have monitored seven abnormal energy fluctuations, all originating from deep within the Eternal Frost Ruins.”
“The waveforms are becoming clearer, and the duration is getting longer.”
“Dr. Villa has confirmed that this is the Ark shelter actively sending out signals.”
“They are contacting us?”
“Exactly.”
“It seems they want to meet with us.”
“Dr. Villa is attempting to transmit a signal in reply.”
Jiang Lin nodded.
“Very well. Then I’ll go and deal with the people from the Devouring Abyss Cult first.”
...
The Dark Moon Altar was located among a cluster of low hills in the southeastern Corrupted Plains.
Before the Great Cataclysm, this place had been an astronomical observatory, equipped with massive radio telescopes and deep-space communication facilities.
Now, those white domed buildings had long been covered by dark red crystallized vines, leaving only a few tilted metal skeletons that looked like tombstones under the dark red sky.
Jiang Lin stood alone on a hill at the edge of the altar, his golden eyes overlooking the cluster of buildings below, which was shrouded in pollution.
Twenty thousand believers, thirteen Abyss Lords, and the Pope known as Shadow Moon.
He could feel an exceptionally powerful surge of pollution energy pulsing deep within the buildings.
“3rd-rank peak.” Jiang Lin shook his head slightly. “But that’s all it is.”
He raised his right hand, and the Eight Extremities Holy Sword condensed in his palm.
The white-gold blade was wrapped in the deep blue ice soul power, and the eight-colored runes at the crossguard flowed slowly.
The Shadow of Blood peeled away from his body, transforming into a streak of crimson light that hovered by his side.
“Let’s go.”
The two figures leaped from the hill simultaneously, like two falling stars, plummeting straight into the center of the Dark Moon Altar.
The battle broke out in an instant.
The thirteen Abyss Lords were the first to react.
They rushed out from various parts of the altar, their bodies wreathed in thick pollution mist and covered in heavy crystallized carapace, wielding weapons condensed from pollution energy.
Greatswords, spears, scythes, chains—they took various forms, but each one emitted heart-stopping fluctuations.
Leading them was a giant man over three meters tall, whose right arm had completely crystallized into a massive bone blade.
He roared and charged at Jiang Lin, the bone blade tearing through the air and slashing down with a piercing shriek!
Jiang Lin didn't even stop his pace.
He simply tilted his body slightly, and the bone blade grazed past his cheek, taking a few strands of golden hair with it.
At the same time, he gave a light thrust with the Eight Extremities Holy Sword, and the tip of the blade sank into the giant’s brow.
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