Chapter 1282 - 235: Sorry, I Refuse

District 6 Mainland Bloc Number 098.

The fierce battle was in full swing!

Just as there are those like Old Ape who know how to act wisely, naturally, there are those who don’t.

This area belongs to the pig tribe, a subordinate force of the Demigod. When the Wood Puppet came here with the Soul Puppet Legion, even though they seemed clumsy and powerless, the pig tribe’s wholehearted devotion surprised even the Wood Puppet!

The entire tribe, without any pretense, decisively chose to stand with Earth’s will! Even though Wood Puppet was moved, they did not hesitate to issue the order for total annihilation!

The master’s will brooks no defiance. Since you can’t even discern whose territory you inhabit, there’s no longer any need for your existence!

The slaughter erupted swiftly. With Wood Puppet at the helm, the battle appeared brutal, and the losses among the soul puppets were not insignificant, but ultimately the set mission objectives were achieved.

Corpses floating everywhere... rivers of blood...

Until after the army led by Wood Puppet withdrew, a vast flock of black birds and beasts finally flew from afar.

This time, these wandering heroes of the wilderness, not belonging to any faction, finally seized their moment of gluttonous feasting.

...

Wen Yu’s actions were swift. Cyclops and Victor, Star and Luo Luo, and the Soul Puppet Legion led by Wood Puppet simultaneously initiated their assault. Faceless lay hidden in the shadows to prevent unforeseen enemies from appearing. Everything proceeded smoothly, with three battle lines advancing at nearly the speed of one mainland bloc per hour. In just half a day, thousands of mainland blocs clearly stood by Wen Yu’s side, while countless mutant beasts met their grim fate.

Wen Yu didn’t know how many lives perished that day, nor did he need to know these useless statistics, but the Demigod knew...

When the battle damage appeared before the Demigod, his hands were trembling.

He never expected Wen Yu to be so ruthless! With his four soul pets exerting themselves and the slaughter by the Soul Puppet Legion, merely a dozen hours later, billions of mutant beasts had vanished entirely from this world!

The greatest losses belonged to the Sea King Tribe and the Insect Tribe—Cyclops and Victor targeted them directly, both being direct forces of the Demigod, so communication was needless; Cyclops and Victor met to kill! Until the entire mainland bloc was flattened!

Under the crushing power, those slaughtered Sea Clan and Insect Tribe had no chance for decent retaliation!

In merely a day, considering those "perceptive" subordinate forces, the Demigod’s power lost at least one-tenth.

At this moment, the Demigod perceived Wen Yu’s strength and determination... yet, tragically, the war decree had already been issued, and this time peace or war isn’t for the Demigod to decide.

Wen Yu had long made up his mind; after this, the tiered battleground can only be dominated by one! Only what I say goes!

As for the Demigod... if paying a price is required, then you will pay that price!

Wen Yu, known to fulfill his words!

...

Today was hard for the Demigod.

The great force was cleansed by Wen Yu, though the losses weren’t sizable, yet Wen Yu’s intentions were distinctly clear—this was merely the beginning.

The Demigod and Earth’s will ignore the Level Lock issue, well then, Wen Yu also tossed away all restraint! Isn’t it all about who’s more ruthless? Sorry, Wen Yu’s current power isn’t afraid of the Level Lock being broken!

His strength had surpassed too much!

With his hands and feet cut off by Wen Yu in the tiered battleground, the Demigod’s face was filled with gloom as he considered reporting the day’s events to Earth’s will, but after a moment’s thought, the Demigod abandoned the idea.

He wouldn’t receive any orders... the Demigod knows this well, as mentioned earlier, this time, the Demigod didn’t have much choice.

Thus, he picked up the communicator and dialed Moka’s line.

"Where are you?"

"In the District 7 base in Washington, the main transmission channel of the tiered battleground is blocked by Wen Yu, we can’t return to Earth... Sir, did you fall out with Wen Yu?"

Moka had heard about today’s events; indeed, Moka is also fearful now. He’s afraid Wen Yu will find above him (it’s obvious to wise people, Wen Yu has returned to the tiered battleground)...

But in fairness, facing that maddened mighty figure, who wouldn’t be afraid? Perhaps only those on Earth, backed by a Level 12 Demigod, are fearless.

"Yes... fell out..."

The Demigod responded briefly, valuing Moka as a competent subordinate.

"Well, sir, may I ask the reason behind this? We clearly withdrew from the main battlefield..."

In reality, Moka heard some things but was clueless about the full context—he only saw Wen Yu’s slaughter, yet couldn’t see the despair and helplessness behind Wen Yu.

"You don’t need to know this."

The Demigod calmly retorted Moka’s question; he knew he was to blame initially, leaving him without a leg to stand on, thus only issuing his next orders to Moka.

"The warriors from the main battlefield, are they all around you?"

"Yes, sir, all withdrawn warriors are in the District 7 Branch Base in Washington."

"Now then, I have an assignment for you..."

"Immediately lead all soldiers at your command to launch an assault on the Yanjing District 7 Outpost Base! Disregard losses, disregard anything; if you can crush the District 7 main battlefield outpost base, great, if not, at least bite off a chunk for me! Doesn’t Wen Yu want to cut off my hands? Then I won’t let him have it easy! Doesn’t he want to see who’s tougher? Then let it be! Let it be!!!"

The Demigod roared out this command; at this moment, his forehead veins bulged, having been suggested this move by Earth’s will; he had no retreat from it!

Isn’t it all about fighting? You fight me, then I fight you! Only fair for everyone to give and take, right?

And the warriors led by Moka withdrawing from the frontline battlefield are undoubtedly the sharpest blade of the Demigod in the tiered battleground!

After the Demigod furiously shouted the order, he collapsed onto his chair, took deep breaths, his gaze grew cold, before speaking again.

"Moka, do you understand? Anyway, Wen Yu will eventually find you, and you can’t withdraw to Earth; why not act first before that? You’ve been at the tiered battleground outpost base for years, you should know its defense loopholes, right? By the way, Earth’s will made this decision..."

"Hey, Moka? Moka!? Speak!!!"

"Sorry, Lord Demigod, I refuse this command..."