Daniel’s brows drew tightly together.
To enter Heavenscar, one needed at least one hundred tickets.
Those who went in were gambling with their lives, wagering the fortune of their race against the many trials within Heavenscar.
If they endured and succeeded, the race’s destiny would surge, and they would gain all sorts of rewards.
If they failed, not only would their race’s fortune decline, they would also have to bear unimaginable punishnt.
Within Heavenscar stood a mountain called Cloudcrest Peak.
Since ancient tis, countless prodigies and powerhouses had dread of climbing it.
That alone showed just how absurdly difficult this quest requirent was.
For such a task to be stuffed into a class change quest, Daniel found it hard to imagine what kind of mindset the mission designer of the Archer Association had when creating it.
[Ding! Quest Rewards!]
[New Version Activation Scroll], [Forbidden-Grade Archer Class Awakening Scroll]
After reading the rewards, Daniel sucked in a sharp breath.
The authority to decide when a new version would be unlocked?!
The Class Awakening Scroll was sothing he absolutely needed, but that New Version Activation Scroll was even more essential if he wanted to stay ahead of everyone else in progression.
Only now did he finally realize what all those [Heavenscar Passes] he had obtained before were actually for.
And this quest was actually using the fate of the human race as the wager.
If he passed, all humanity feasted.
If he failed, all humanity suffered.
Even more ruthless was the fact that the objectives were listed in crystal-clear terms—he had to complete every single one of them.
It was not enough just to win.
He had to keep winning, all the way until he crushed the geniuses of every race beneath his feet.
This quest concerned the lives and deaths of countless humans. It concerned the fate of the entire human race.
Daniel drew in a deep breath.
This was going to be one hell of a challenge.
"If I want to prepare for this quest, I need to do it without distraction and get every resource I have fully ready."
He thought of the war in World Zone No. 1213, which had not yet been fully concluded.
"I need to sweep away every last worry before I can go into this light and unburdened."
He quickly pulled his thoughts together, bid farewell to Shadow Song, and turned to leave.
...
World Zone No. 1213, Mauler.
Daniel summoned all the high-ranking leaders under his command.
"For the next battle," he said calmly, "I’m going to destroy World Zone No. 1213."
The mont they heard those words, the eyes of the gathered leaders lit up. Every one of them was thrilled beyond asure.
Daniel swept his gaze over them and let it settle on Alan.
"Alan!"
"Awaiting your command!"
"The Doom Legion will deal with the players of World Zone No. 1213. Kill every single one you encounter. I want no survivors."
"At your command, my lord!"
Daniel nodded, then turned his gaze to Hudson.
"Hudson!"
"Here!"
"I’ll lead the siege myself. Your Polaris Legion will follow behind and absorb the territories we conquer."
"As you wish!"
...
Orb Star City.
Daniel descended directly from the sky, showing himself openly and without the slightest attempt to hide.
The mont he appeared, the entire city exploded into chaos.
At this mont, he was alone, while Orb Star City housed tens of millions of NPCs and players.
Yet from the very instant he appeared, the only expression left on the faces of the imperial citizens and players was despair.
"Enemy attack! The enemy—forget it, whoever wants to block him can do it, I’m running first!"
"By the gods above, it’s the devil Faustus!"
"Run! Head for the portal! Don’t let him kill you!"
Countless NPCs and players went mad, desperately shoving toward the city’s portal.
Devil Faustus—his reputation had been forged in blood.
He had personally killed the number one powerhouse of World Zone No. 1213, flown above the Imperial City itself, and bombarded it wildly while the entire Empire could do absolutely nothing to stop him.
The legendary-grade experts of World Zone No. 1213 had already been slaughtered into spineless terror by him.
By today, there was not a single person left in the entire World Zone No. 1213 who dared stand up and challenge him.
They feared Faustus the way people feared a natural disaster.
Daniel looked coldly at the city beneath him, now thrown into complete chaos by nothing more than his appearance, and a sneer curled onto his lips.
"You want to run?"
"You’re leaving without even saying hello. That’s just bad manners."
He summoned ninety-nine clones, all of them raising Stellar Wrath in unison.
[Skyfall Strike]!
The clear sky abruptly turned red.
Even the wind blowing through the air beca frighteningly hot.
First, the roadside trees burst into fla on their own. Then the lakes outside the city began to smoke, bubbling and boiling.
The clouds above burned crimson like a sea of fire, and the air filled with the stench of scorching ash.
Then, before the horrified eyes of countless people—
the endless fire elents in the sky condensed into enormous flaming teors, each as large as a mountain.
One. Hundreds. Thousands. Millions.
In the blink of an eye, they filled the entire sky.
And there were billions of them, all crashing downward at once in a rain of destruction.
The fleeing imperial citizens and players looked up, and their souls nearly left their bodies.
The flaming teors blotted out the sun itself. Heaven and earth were drowned in firelight.
"Run! Run!"
That was the only thought left in their minds.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Billions of flaming teors, trailing long tails of fire, smashed down into the city.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom...!
In the span of a single breath, all of Orb Star City was swallowed by a sea of flas.
Its towering spires, broad streets, and humble houses were all reduced to ash in that one attack.
It was as if the apocalypse had arrived, turning the entire land into a vision of hell.
A single forbidden spell had crushed an entire city and erased every living thing within it.
Daniel watched the scene expressionlessly.
In his field of vision, the once-busy and prosperous Orb Star City had beco nothing more than a smoking wasteland of ruins.
System notifications exploded in his ears like a tsunami.
[Ding! You have destroyed "Orb Star City (World Zone No. 1213)"! Obtained World War Points 500,000,000! Contribution Points 2,000,000! Gold Coins 50,000,000,000!]
[Ding! You have destroyed "Orb Star City (World Zone No. 1213)"! Current Imperial Morale -10%!]
[Notice: Current Imperial Morale of World Zone No. 1213 is now 60%!]
[When public support falls below 10%, NPCs will begin to rebel, and the rule of outsiders will beco easier to accept.]
Daniel blinked.
So public support had this kind of use as well.
In other words, if he drove the public support of World Zone No. 1213 below 10%, then the NPCs of World Zone No. 1213 would accept him, their new ruler, much more easily. Governing them would beco far simpler too.
Once he understood that, he turned and left at once.
Straight for the next city.
...
Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213.
The Emperor personally went to the Temple of the Gods.
The legendary-grade experts of the Temple of the Gods ca out silently to receive him.
Of course, they knew exactly why His Majesty had co.
But Faustus was already invincible!
What difference was there between opposing him and seeking death?
The Emperor’s glare swept across the assembled legendary-grade experts, his eyes burning as though he wanted to devour them alive.
"Faustus first seized Divine Wrath City, and today he destroyed Orb Star City as well!"
He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling. "Of the nine main cities, the Empire has already lost two! If he’s allowed to keep attacking like this, the end of the Empire will be right in front of us!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice had already gone hoarse.
"If the Empire falls, then every one of you will beco subjects of a ruined nation!"
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