As Daniel listened to the system notifications, his heart remained utterly unmoved.
In the course of his previous lives, World Zone No. 1213 had been one of the strongest zones, repeatedly inciting other World Zones to join forces against World Zone No. 6161.
That had led to countless losses among the players and NPCs of World Zone No. 616.
The conflict and warfare had even continued all the way until the ga and reality rged!
And because of that, World Zone No. 616 had been left with a severely weakened foundation. When the people of Earth faced all kinds of high-grade monsters, all they could do was cry out in despair.
But the root of that war had been nothing more than the jealousy of World Zone No. 1213’s players over the explosive rise of World Zone No. 616!
That jealousy was what made them stir up hatred again and again, pushing war into existence!
That was also what made Daniel see one thing clearly: the players of World Zone No. 1213 deserved to die.
And that was exactly why he had not hesitated for a mont to destroy the very foundations of the empire in World Zone No. 1213.
He would personally seize every single player in that World Zone in the palm of his hand, clamping down on their throats and necks alike!
At present, the empire of World Zone No. 1213 still had five main cities left unconquered.
But Daniel had the ans of flight, so travel ti ant almost nothing to him.
An hour later—
The remaining five main cities had all been destroyed by him, one after another!
[World Zone No. 1213 Announcent: Current Imperial Morale has dropped to 0%! All players of World Zone No. 1213, please note! The NPCs in every city are about to launch an uprising! The empire stands on the brink of collapse!]
As the players of World Zone No. 1213 listened to the regional announcent, they had already gone completely numb.
At this point, they had no feelings left to speak of.
Faustus’s earlier battles against Demonwood and the Unvanquished Reaper Quin had long since crushed the spirit and morale of World Zone No. 1213’s players to the very bottom.
Listening to the system prompt, Faustus quickly flew toward the Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213.
Every World Zone’s Imperial City possessed overwhelmingly powerful defenses.
Last ti, he had already bombarded the skies above the Imperial City once, but back then he had not wanted to waste too much ti, so he had not launched a full assault.
But this ti, in order to prepare properly for the class change mission to co, he would not allow himself to have any lingering worries behind him!
World Zone No. 1213 had to be under his control.
Even if he had to grind it down by force, he would take the Imperial City and personally kill that empire’s emperor!
...
Above the Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213, a figure tore through the raging wind and arrived like a thunderbolt.
Faustus halted steadily in midair, looking down coldly at the colossal city below him, a city that symbolized the supre authority of the empire.
At this mont, the Imperial City’s magical defensive formation had already been activated in full.
A layer of pale blue light, like an enormous inverted bowl of glazed crystal, enveloped the entire Imperial City with airtight precision.
Runes flowed across its surface, and faint arcs of lightning moved within it.
Inside the city, everything was deathly silent. The streets were empty, and even the wind carried a bleak, chilling desolation.
Daniel took a deep breath and slowly raised Stellar Wrath, summoning all ninety-nine of his clones at once.
As long as he shattered this turtle shell, this giant city that represented imperial rule would be his for the taking.
Now, the backbone of World Zone No. 1213’s players had already been broken by him, and their greatest pillar of support, the Temple of the Gods, had also been wiped out in one fell swoop.
The entire World Zone No. 1213 no longer had any strength left that could stand in his way.
Thinking of that, Faustus abruptly swung Stellar Wrath down.
[teoric Firestorm]!
[Frozen Expanse]!
[Thunderous Myriad Manifestations]!
Boom! Boom! Boom—!
Countless flaming teors, ice spears, and thunder-serpents ca crashing down upon the pale blue barrier like the collapse of heaven and earth.
"-100,000,000! -100,000,000! -100,000,000!"
"-100,000,000! -100,000,000! -100,000,000!"
Dense swarms of damage numbers erupted wildly across the magical defensive formation, and this level of damage would continue for a full half hour!
But what drove countless players into even deeper despair was that Faustus’s skills seed endless, pouring onto the defensive formation without a single mont of pause.
Truth be told, even for the current Daniel, forcibly smashing through the Imperial City’s magical defensive formation was extrely difficult.
But that did not matter—he had more than enough patience and MP.
Even if he had to wear it down bit by bit, he would grind this turtle shell to pieces.
He would not stop until the Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213 had been completely trampled beneath his feet.
And at the sa ti—
Faustus had no idea that his frenzied actions had already drawn imnse attention.
...
World Zone No. 616.
Almost every player knew that Faustus was wreaking havoc throughout World Zone No. 1213, and that this World War was about to reach its conclusion.
Everyone wanted to pretend it was just another ordinary day—leveling when they should level, farming gold when they should farm gold.
But on this day, no one could calm down.
Their hearts had already flown across the world line and landed on the soil of World Zone No. 1213.
And not just them.
Players from every World Zone were staring fixedly at everything happening in World Zone No. 1213.
This battle would completely reshape the structure of the human race.
The mont Faustus broke through the Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213, from that day forward he would beco a supre ruler capable of deciding the life and death of hundreds of millions with a single thought—a maker of the rules of the world.
At the sa ti, the rulers of those empires were trembling inwardly.
After Faustus destroyed World Zone No. 1213, would they be next?
If they switched places with World Zone No. 1213, would they be able to withstand him?
The more they thought about it, the more they had no choice but to admit that Faustus himself was an unsolvable problem.
If they stood against him, their own end would probably be no better than that of World Zone No. 1213.
After thinking it through from every angle, there seed to be only one path left:
Do not provoke him.
...
No one knew how much ti had passed.
World Zone No. 1213, Imperial City.
Faustus’s offensive had not stopped for even a single mont.
At this point, the magical defensive formation that had once seed indestructible had beco as thin as a sheet of paper, as though a light poke would be enough to shatter it.
A few seconds later—
Boom!!!
With an earth-shaking explosion, the Imperial City’s magical defensive formation shattered!
Faustus’s eyes lit up sharply.
His forbidden spells had long since been prid and ready. The instant the defensive formation broke, that world-destroying power smashed straight into the Imperial City without the slightest obstruction.
In the span of a blink, the entire Imperial City was ravaged beyond recognition by the destructive force of the forbidden spells.
Looking down at the ruins beneath his feet, Faustus decisively stopped casting.
At this mont, the vast Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213 had already turned into a scorched wasteland.
Millions upon millions of living beings had been reduced to ashes by the aftershock of the forbidden spells.
He beat his wings and flew straight into the collapsing imperial palace.
Everyone knew that once you occupied the stele inside a Lord’s Manor, that city was truly yours.
And the one inside the imperial palace was called the Imperial Stele!
Faustus sped through the palace, and along the way he saw countless corpses, among them one dressed in the robes of an emperor.
Perhaps that had once been the most exalted being in this vast empire?
But at this mont, Daniel did not so much as raise an eyelid. He flew straight toward the deepest part of the palace.
Very soon, he found the Imperial Stele, radiating a faint golden light!
Without hesitation, he raised Stellar Wrath.
[Aetherlance]!
-100,000,000!
[Ding! You have destroyed the "Imperial Stele of World Zone No. 1213"!]
[Prompt: Please choose "Occupy" or "Destroy."]
"Occupy," Faustus said coldly.
[Ding! You have occupied the "Imperial City of World Zone No. 1213"! Obtained special item "Scepter of Kings (Legendary-grade)" (Unique)! Contribution Points 800,000,000,000! Gold Coins 800,000,000,000! World War Points 500,000,000,000!]
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