The Earth Thought Evil Spirit cast one last glance at the Giant Domain battlefield through the Perception View, capturing images of unstoppable players, a retreating Insect Race, and its own fragnted ambitions.
At this mont, the Four Great Evil Spirits, like the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, felt a despair that penetrated to the bone.
Before this, they had known through the Earth Thought Boss's shared information that the Player Clan, much like their Black Tide, was rely a node in a massive system, backed by even stronger forces of war.
Among them was the Mysterious Commander, who rarely intervened, but when he did, left the Earth Thought Boss helpless.
But understanding and personally experiencing are completely different.
In the perspectives of the Four Great Evil Spirits, the Earth Thought Boss maintained absolute advantage throughout the war, until the final mont when the Mysterious Commander revealed his trump card and the situation reversed, rendering all efforts futile.
The seemingly destined victory was completely overturned, leading to an uncontrollable sense of despair.
It was like plumting from a mountain peak to the valley in an instant.
They could understand the Earth Thought Boss's feelings because they too experienced similar emotional fluctuations.
Excited for the Earth Thought Boss's brilliant performance, joyful for the impending victory... ultimately all transford into despair upon failure.
The battlefield served as the chessboard, and as the hidden figure in the shadows raised his eyes and made a move, the absolute advantage painstakingly built by the Earth Thought Boss crumbled.
The efforts against the Giant Beast Legion turned into stepping stones for the Player Clan to seize the Rule Imprint.
The so-called victorious crush was rely an illusion the Mysterious Commander wished them to see.
The real chess ga was entirely controlled by the shadow that remained hidden.
Defeated.
In their hearts, the Four Great Evil Spirits felt bitter, yet they admitted the defeat convincingly.
Gazing at the figure standing in mid-air ahead, the Blood Pattern Evil Spirit was the first to break the silence, squeezing a hoarse laugh from its bone throat:
"Earth Thought Boss, losing to the Mysterious Commander is no disgrace. We are still young, and that Mysterious Commander is probably an old creature from ages past. We can win back in the future."
The Corrosive Heart Evil Spirit chid in with a teasing tone at this mont:
"You won't experience the sa defeat twice, so every failure accumulates strength. I don't believe that Mysterious Commander has countless tricks to use. This defeat is a lesson, at the very least, devouring the Giant Beast Legion earned us a lot of resources, it's not a loss."
The eldest Iron Spine Evil Spirit slowly floated to the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's side, patting it on the shoulder:
"Earth Thought Boss, you are a warrior honed by the Abyssal Trial, you won't be defeated easily, will you?"
Faced with the inquiry, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit did not answer.
Images of the war replayed in its mind, and the despairing emotions in its heart were being consud by rising anger.
Reaching this far had cost too much bitterness.
This defeat doesn't represent the final outco; it still has the opportunity to make moves, and the war with the Mysterious Commander will continue. It will prove with strength that it can win.
"Defeated?" The Earth Thought Evil Spirit finally spoke, its voice laced with a cold laugh:
"How strong can that concealed figure be? At least I'm still alive, and as long as I continue to live, it must prepare to be defeated by . Next ti, I will show it my transformation."
As the words fell, the black mist around the Earth Thought Evil Spirit turned into countless fearso tendrils, writhing madly in the air, as if venting the terrifying power about to erupt.
"Earth Thought Boss, we will witness this day co." Ghost Teeth approvingly nodded.
At this mont, the desire for growth ignited within the hearts of the Five Great Evil Spirits.
In the vast battlefield of countless races in Monster World, and in the unexplored unknown territories, perhaps there were still stronger enemies more bizarre than the Mysterious Commander lurking.
Those hidden in the darkness, the Strong Clans from the Emperor's Era that endured to the present, those terrifying forces that crossed planes... The battlefield of countless races climbing to the top, the future will be exciting.
Temporary defeat does not signify the end, but rather a new beginning, and failure serves as a sharpener for one's own growth.
The feelings of frustration and excitent fiercely clashed deep in their consciousness.
The Four Great Evil Spirits realized that war involved more than crushing ants in slaughter; it also featured thrilling duels with evenly matched opponents on the edge of victory and defeat.
They longed to beco stronger, to continue battling against the mysterious figure orchestrating from the shadows on future battlefields, and to witness those peak powers hidden in the dark.
Witnessing the Mysterious Commander's deadly counter that reversed the cosmos, their hearts felt engulfed in flas, roaring and boiling.
The conquest instinct etched in their bloodline was completely awakened.
In the bodies of Evil Spirits forged by destruction and slaughter, the dormant ferocity was breaking free, forged in the refinent of despair and unwillingness, into a wildfire yearning to shatter all shackles.
The Four Great Evil Spirits' gaze set on the gradually dimming Giant Domain battlefield, then focused on the Earth Thought Evil Spirit standing in mid-air.
Their war had only just begun.
...
On the other side, it was the players' mont of jubilation.
Unlike the complex emotions of the Bully Alliance, the players' feelings were entirely opposite.
In this battle, players all believed there was no hope to turn the tide, and the Monster Stream Players' swan song seed like an unchangeable outco.
When the situation reversed, emotions plunged to the valley soared straight up into the clouds.
Sorrow was dispelled by a stronger sense of joy.
They ford ranks, quaffing Potions to launch their final slaughter mont.
In a relentless advance to the center of the Giant Domain before the twelve Divine Pillars, the Black Tide, Insect Tide, and Giant Beast Warriors could no longer stop their advance, all were crushed.
Victory was within reach.
The regional voice channel was already in an uproar:
"It was aweso, truly aweso, I really want to see the Earth Thought Bully's defeated face, it really turned the tables for us against the wind, emotions are exploding."
"Hahaha, when the Divine King initiated the fundraising, I donated 5000 points of sacrificial power, totally worth it, it blew away."
"It was explosive; a reversal at the brink of despair, what a divine script, Tourist No. 1 is truly amazing."
"A minute ago I was about to cry, the guild brothers were all dead, I thought I couldn't hold on much longer, I was sure we were dood. But then, the next second you all ca back, I couldn't hold back, burst into tears, these are tears of excitent."
...
The regional channel was filled with the cheers of players.
All players were emotionally high, knowing that this was another battle to be recorded in the Glory Chronicles.
And they were participants and witnesses of this battle.
As the battle ended, an assassin player was the first to approach the Rule Imprint, shimring with golden light on the surface, and reached out to touch it.
The next mont, the Challenger Tips echoed in the minds of all players:
[Challenger Tips (Full Channel): Congratulations to the warband ford by player "Divine King": Evil Bully Killer, for successfully seizing the rule: Giantification in this campaign (new functionality to be opened soon).]
The fervent cheers completely ignited the scene.
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