"Everyone, prepare for battle!"

"Yes, sir!"

In the eastern suburbs, within the Lance family's private estate, thousands of heavily armored knights stood ready.

A tense atmosphere filled the air.

Duke Bartolo Lance, the "Tulip Duke," was clad in mithril heavy armor, his expression solemn.

Tonight, the Grand Duke would personally command this final decisive battle.

Even during this brief assembly, a peculiar perfume scent quietly permeated the air. Several heavily armored knights couldn't resist sneezing, "Achoo!"

Before they could react, they were subdued and controlled by those around them.

These were devotees of the Giant Hermit Order who had infiltrated through various means. The Lance family had been patiently waiting, biding their time to capture them all in one fell swoop.

Meanwhile, in the southeastern suburbs.

Grand Duke Raphael's private estate was also undergoing a large-scale mobilization.

Under the moonlight, the vast estate was densely packed with tens of thousands of fully armed warriors. However, upon closer inspection, they wore no armor, and they didn't even have skin.

Their bodies gleamed with metallic luster under the moonlight, and the characters "px-911" were emblazoned on their chests.

Indeed!

This was Grand Duke Raphael's "Super Mechanical Warrior Legion," which had shone brightly in the wars between the two great empires!

And it wasn't just humanoid mechanical warriors; outside the estate were dense ranks of various magical beasts.

Spiders, bears, tigers, leopards...

They too shimmered with the metallic sheen of machinery.

This was the first appearance before the world of the "Mechanical Magical Beast Legion"!

Once the troops were assembled, they swiftly transformed into an iron torrent, charging violently into the zombie-infested city of Lingdun.

A similar scene of heavy troop mobilization was also unfolding within the Roberts family, one of the six councilors, and in the respective affiliated families of several senior councilors.

The opposition alliance, led by the three councilors, had begun their long-prepared large-scale purge.

Tonight was the final decisive battle.

After this battle, the political situation in Lingdun would be completely transformed.

......

In the Franklin District's Lighthouse Quarter, Lingdun's most famous industrial area.

This district housed over eighty percent of Lingdun's labor-intensive factories. As such, it was also the most densely populated area in the Southern City.

The dormitories of those large factories were long overcrowded, with thousands crammed into a single building. Workers' families also lived nearby, and over the decades, it had gradually become Lingdun's largest shantytown. A few small streets, it was estimated, housed hundreds of thousands of people.

Night fell, and the blood-red mist blanketed the entire district.

The nearby intense gunfire had ceased long ago, with only a few sporadic shots echoing occasionally.

The Lighthouse Quarter had only two small police stations. Because this area was heavily affected by the Red Death, most of the dozens of patrol officers had taken the Scarlet Potion. Therefore, they had been infected into monsters when the zombie outbreak began.

As professionals, their secondary infection capabilities after mutation were extremely strong. They ran rampant, and the zombie tide spread like wildfire to the nearby civilian areas of the factories...

As the disaster erupted, the nobles in the wealthy Northern City were preoccupied with their own survival. The army was mostly concentrated on the major bridges along the Loke-Wallen River, preventing the zombie tide in the Southern City from surging into the Northern City.

The Alchemist Guild, the Apothecary Guild, the Puppet Guild... various professional organizations were either protecting themselves or engaged in internal strife.

No one could care about the terrifying number of zombies in the civilian areas.

Even if there were a few scattered high-level professionals in the Lighthouse area, they faced despair when they discovered that the monsters couldn't be killed. They were either killed and infected, or they could only flee.

At this moment, the Lighthouse District was filled with terrified wails and screams.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the air.

It was a feeling of being dominated by the monster tide, yet powerless to resist.

"Help!"

"Ah, so many monsters..."

"Someone, save us!"

"..."

At a major intersection in the Lighthouse District, Suren remained expressionless as he listened to the cries for help coming from all around.

The sounds of "cracking" and "popping" combat were incessant, as domineering fists smashed one approaching zombie after another.

At his feet, a mountain of corpses had already piled up over ten meters high.

The scene was a vista of broken limbs and blood red.

This intersection was the core of the industrial area, near the "Sarkon Cigarette Factory," "Birmingham Textile Factory," "Lingdun Royal Steam Engine Factory"... seven or eight super-large factories, each employing tens of thousands.

Because these factories also operated at night, the towering chimneys were still emitting white smoke. Those factory areas had already become a living hell.

In the ten or so minutes since Suren had arrived, he had killed over a thousand zombies.

But it was impossible to kill them all.

He also had no ability to save the living trapped in the dormitory buildings.

There were zombies everywhere; he simply couldn't save everyone.

Taking advantage of a lull after wiping out one wave of zombies, he caught his breath.

Suren formed a mage seal and used Void Blood Devour to consume the ten-meter-high pile of corpses at his feet.

As the blood energy was absorbed into his body, he took a deep breath, and his slightly pale face instantly regained its rosy complexion.

The feeling of restored and abundant power was incredibly reassuring. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The blood race's blood-sucking recovery ability is truly a bug. The more I fight, the stronger I become. After absorbing this, my stamina and injuries are instantly restored to full health. It's truly the perfect ability for a battle of attrition."

Those Evil God parasites inside the zombies were truly great stuff, with life essence that was ridiculously abundant.

After Suren absorbed these zombie corpses, not only did his blood essence become full, but the Strength attribute on his stats panel also visibly increased by a large margin.

It was literally, the more he fought, the stronger he became.

Moreover, he also had Isaac's Alchemical Heart to replenish his continuously consumed dark spiritual power.

Stamina was replenished by the Blood Devour ability, and spiritual power was replenished by the cyborg implants.

In this environment, he felt he could fight for days and nights without any issues.

This was also Suren's deliberate combination when he advanced.

His career plan was for battles of attrition and large-scale legion warfare.

He needed strong recovery abilities.

Without much thought.

After killing the monsters in this area, Suren walked forward again, planning to change locations.

Ordinary zombies didn't have strong senses of smell or hearing, only about a hundred meters.

After clearing out an area, he had to actively go to another area.

His soul perception covered several nearby blocks, so he could clearly sense where the monsters were most concentrated.

......

Visibility on the streets was only a few dozen meters; the night and thick fog added to the terror of the disaster.

Zombies were everywhere in the buildings on both sides of the road, and people were constantly screaming and crying for help.

Suren couldn't save everyone one by one, and couldn't save them all.

He could only use a loudspeaker to tell those who hadn't been infected to hide in their homes.

As for himself, wandering the streets and making noise to attract zombies was the best way to rescue them.

He wasn't afraid of exposure; he was there to attract monsters with his body.

As he walked, the zombies loitering in many buildings discovered a living person on the street and rushed out ferociously.

Then, Suren punched them a few times and turned them into piles of rotten meat.

Although the number of monsters in the Lighthouse District was astonishing, the good news was that there weren't any particularly powerful mutated monsters yet.

Even the few "Hundred-Faced Monsters" that someone had created before only had the combat power of third or fourth-tier professionals, posing no threat to him.

Suren also discovered that the zombies this time were different from the ones he encountered on the cruise ship.

As time passed, the zombies' combat power clearly became stronger and stronger, as if they were evolving.

As he fought, Suren's gaze identified changes in the faint blood-colored mist, and he mused, "This mental pollution in the moonlight has a great impact on ordinary people. Resentment, fear, despair, madness, and irritability... these negative emotions are the main source of power for the Law of Calamity. That Outer God isn't just drawing on the power of faith; it should also need this power..."

Wearing the Blasphemous Crown, the perception of the Law of Calamity was clear.

He had previously reaped many insights related to the Law of Calamity. Looking at the blood-colored moon, he gradually understood that the Outer God needed this power.

Those panicked residents, shouting, screaming, and running around like madmen, were actually affected by the polluted moonlight.

Terror would spread and become increasingly worse.

Suren asked Mr. Mirror, and she said she knew about the situation.

So he didn't say much.

Some plans couldn't be spoken of.

But from the beginning, with the Giant Hermit Order and the secret support of Queen Charlotte, it was destined that Lingdun would suffer heavy casualties tonight.

This was something that no one could prevent.

Previously, Suren had used the demon monk to scheme against the Outer God, which could be considered an early detonation of the final battle, reducing a large number of casualties.

A thought flashed through Suren's mind.

He vaguely had a feeling that the Bonaparte royal family, which had always lacked a strong presence, might still explode with a big surprise.

......

All the way forward, Suren had arrived at another major intersection a few hundred meters away.

The roads were lined with old buildings, which were the employee dormitories of several large factories.

According to his perception, each building was densely packed with thousands of souls.

Suren stopped there, then took out a can of blood bait and smashed it on the ground.

Like cold water dripping into a hot oil pan, the buildings instantly became boiling cauldrons.

"Aooo..." "Aooo..." "Aooo..."

All kinds of zombies swarmed out, and Suren's body was surrounded by Haki as he began another cleanup.

Although crosses were floating in the sky, he didn't use any puppets.

First, puppets that didn't know Haki needed to completely destroy the corpses to kill the zombies, which consumed a lot of energy.

Second, Suren wanted to experience that sometimes-there, sometimes-not "insight" in battle.

With the blessing of the Blasphemous Crown, even this not-too-intense battle yielded a lot.

At least those combat skills that had been stripped from the Undead Demon Monk Rasputin were becoming increasingly compatible with his body.

Moreover, in the high-intensity slaughter, Suren seemed to have a deeper understanding of death.

It seemed...

Death was annihilation.

It vanished like smoke.

The essence of a domain was a deeper level of absolute control over the Law through Haki, and a certain degree of cognitive closure of the laws of the world.

Suren vaguely felt the blessing of the crown on his insights.

This seemed to be the "domain" he wanted to master.

But it felt too ethereal at the moment, like seeing a starlight flash in the night sky and disappear.

He needed more.

.......

Before long, the battle ended again.

The corpses under Suren's feet piled up like a mountain again.

Again, he formed a mage seal and absorbed the blood essence of this large wave of zombie monsters.

Looking at the stats panel, after absorbing those waves of zombies, his Strength had now reached 2200. Although after the value became high, the subsequent improvement became increasingly slow, this was still a very considerable effect.

If there were enough parasites, he felt that he could complete the 4300 fusion target in no time.

However, Suren wasn't completely optimistic.

The Outer God must know that he was skimming the cream.

If he continued to skim like this, there would inevitably be experts coming to intercept and kill him.

Suren didn't care.

If someone came to intercept and kill him, he would fight.

If no one came, he would continue to look for the next place.

Anyway, tonight was destined to be restless.

The Dawn Organization now had a very complete intelligence system, and Suren also used the communicator to keep abreast of the situation in various parts of Lingdun.

Everywhere was fighting now.

Not only was the Southern City in chaos, but the wealthy Northern City was fighting even more fiercely.

It had become a meat grinder for high-level professionals, and the commotion was much greater than in the Southern City. All kinds of large-scale troop clashes, corpses everywhere... news of the deaths of sixth and seventh-tier professionals was frequently reported.

The top nobles of Ruing had now been divided into two distinct camps.

The zombie tide had really frightened those noble lords. As long as they had eyes, they knew they couldn't choose the monster camp.

The opposition alliance of the three Grand Councilors, Raphael, Lance, and Roberts, had therefore quickly gathered the neutral and wavering forces in the city.

Standing on the side of justice, they launched a devastating purge against their political enemies.

Because the Scarlet Potion had been priced too high before and hadn't had time to be spread on a large scale by believers; and Suren had accidentally severely damaged the Outer God tonight, forcing Him to descend early; and the alliance of the three Grand Councilors had been prepared early... and so on, due to many factors.

Although the fighting was fierce, the opposition was generally in the lead.

......

Suren, listening to the intelligence, didn't feel too optimistic.

The monsters on the streets were becoming increasingly strange. Even if he didn't kill them, they actually took the initiative to merge into higher-level "Multi-Faced Monsters."

Later, it wasn't just multiple faces, but the shapes became increasingly strange.

Suren had seen a lot tonight.

Large Meatball Monsters full of sharp teeth and eyes, Tentacle Monsters like a pile of earthworms fused together, Deer Zombies with human hands as horns, Monsters with entire buildings as fleshy tumors...

Dense teeth, fleshy tumors, tentacles... these were the hallmarks of creatures from the Calamity Plane.

Anyway, the more disgusting, the better.

All of them were able to arouse the most primal fear in humans.

There were mental attacks, physical attacks, magical attacks, and all kinds of attack methods.

Fortunately, Suren felt he had no shortcomings and cleaned them all up one by one.

The battle started around ten o'clock at night, and after fighting for several hours, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Suren wasn't in a hurry, and was cleaning up the various mutated monsters on the street.

It had to be said that although the merged high-level monsters were a little tricky, the life essence stripped by Blood Devour was more concentrated.

Suren had been fighting for two hours, and his energy hadn't diminished at all. On the contrary, his state was getting better and better.

However, gradually, he was getting a little "full."

Absorbing too much blood essence in a short period of time was giving him indigestion.

Suren chose to speed up the cleanup of the monsters in order to expend the excess energy.

Just then, the black crow on his shoulder cawed.

"Here it comes!"

Suren's eyes sharpened, and he looked at the figure appearing in the thick fog at the corner of the street.

As soon as the figure appeared, the fog in the entire street cleared, and large swaths of snowflakes fell down.

White frost also spread rapidly across the ground, and the sounds of "crack" and "crack" of ice cracking could be heard everywhere. The temperature in the air dropped sharply by dozens of degrees.

Suren's feet had already been covered in white frost the moment he saw this guy coming.

Extreme cold froze him, directly "gluing" his feet to the ground.

Then, the frost spread rapidly from the ground, instantly covering his body with a mass of ice armor. Joints, muscles, and blood seemed to be frozen instantly.

Not only him, but all the surrounding mutated monsters and buildings were frozen.

"Frost Domain?"

Suren instantly recognized this domain.

Seventh-tier professionals were well-known figures in Lingdun. Seeing this, he roughly guessed the identity of the person.

Taking a closer look, the person was indeed Oscar Zimmerman, the "Frost Knight," the seventh-tier guard captain of the Grand Councilor Rodriguez family.

However, at this moment, this guy's eyes were bloodshot, and his armor clearly had cracks and blood stains after the battle. It looked like he had come over after a fierce battle.

Moreover, there were blood-red worms floating in the air on his exposed skin.

He looked like a person, but not a person. It looked very strange.

......

"Seventh-tier?"

Suren pondered something in his heart.

He wasn't surprised at all that someone came.

He didn't know if the Outer God had been tricked once before, and didn't dare to descend in His true form, or if the fighting in other places was also very busy...

Anyway, only one came.

Suren didn't dare to be careless. According to his perception, this guy's aura was very strange.

The moment his body was covered by the Frost Domain, a layer of blue flames suddenly appeared on his body surface, and the feeling of being frozen disappeared.

Almost at the same time, Sabina's urgent report came from the communicator: "Master, Tommy sensed that several powerful auras are surrounding you in that direction. They will arrive in five minutes at most!"

Hearing this, Suren narrowed his eyes slightly.

So there were still experts coming.

But at the moment, there was only one enemy. After thinking about it, he said to the communicator: "Everyone, don't do anything yet. I'll try. I might as well test my new techniques."

Now that he had the Blasphemous Crown in hand, he needed valuable battle insights too much.

The sixth-tier couldn't give him pressure anymore, and the seventh-tier was good.

Because the moment the Frost Knight Oscar locked onto him, Suren clearly felt some insights about the Law closure of the Ice Domain.

The opportunity was rare.

In the instant of this exchange, the Oscar on the opposite side had already stepped on the wind and snow and rushed over.

Suren's eyes sharpened, and the mage seal quickly condensed: "Hormone Outburst - Seventh Release!"

The runes on his body surface flashed with light. In an instant, his muscles suddenly bulged, and the scorching energy squeezed out by the muscle-explosive power instantly dispelled the feeling of frostbite.

The feeling of bursting power was very wonderful, making him rush up without fear.

At first glance, his physical speed was no slower than the seventh tier.

"Pa!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two figures collided together.

Fists and elbows touched, and a visible shock wave rippled through the air.

Because the surrounding buildings had been frozen, the violent impact was like a wave beating, and a large area collapsed instantly.

Suren blocked the punch with his elbow, and wanted to retreat and take the opportunity to punch again. But even with Haki and Mu-Shi Cold Flame body protection, the moment of contact, the terrifying cold air instantly attacked, making his entire arm seem to be glued, and he couldn't get out at all.

His pupils shrank: "What a powerful Frost Domain!"

When the temperature dropped to a certain degree, it wasn't just stiff, but the cells at the microscopic level almost stopped moving, including thinking.

That would give people a illusion of "time stopping" in their senses.

If ordinary sixth-tier professionals were really stuck, they might be killed before they could react.

Suren had been prepared. Like a conditioned reflex, his fist muscles bulged strangely and "shocked," and the layer of frost instantly fell down.

Then he leaned back and kicked with a spinning kick, hitting Oscar's lower back with a whip kick.

However, a miraculous scene happened.

This time, Suren wasn't glued. He shattered the frost stickiness with a strange force, and the two quickly bounced apart with the impact force.

......

Looking at the enemy dozens of meters away, Suren's eyes were bright, and he praised in his heart: "The Kuma Kaka Art is really powerful!"

Before, it was impossible for his body to have the strength to confront a seventh-tier professional head-on.

But this time, although he suffered a small loss in that exchange, he took it head-on.

Under the disadvantage of being suppressed, this was purely a trick in terms of skill.

This was thanks to the soul of the Undead Demon Monk Rasputin he had stripped before.

Whether it was the hormone Outburst of the Seven Releases, or the martial arts that could control the muscles to the slightest degree just now, were newly acquired abilities.

Although the demon monk's Domain - Elysium wasn't stripped out, his research on human hormone secretion had reached its extreme. The Jacques Sas Dark Civilization Human Body Research Archive supplemented almost all of Suren's cognitive defects in his own research on the Hormone Outburst technique.

On the other hand, it was the Kuma Kaka Art.

This lost ancient martial art was extremely difficult to master!

The seventy-two profound martial arts required strong strength and muscle toughness to support, as well as comprehension.

Normally speaking, even seventh-tier professionals couldn't completely master it.

That demon monk was already gifted, and relied on the Outer God's parasites to obtain an immortal body. This allowed him to skillfully practice the Kuma Kaka Art to the point of mastery.

But Suren took advantage of it.

However, with the sixth-tier physical fitness, he couldn't display the "Master" level of fighting prowess.

It was because he had devoured too many zombies before, and his blood was now full. Coupled with the secret method of Hormone Outburst, Suren wanted to try it.

This attempt, felt great!

Before, Suren was always head-on in close combat. But the Kuma Kaka fighting technique opened up another idea for him. There were too many profound applications in this martial art in terms of skill, which could completely achieve the effect of "overcoming strength with skill."

He had become familiar with the various moves by killing zombies before, and now it wasn't too jerky to use.

With the crown's insights, the body's insights into the moves soared.

He wasn't at too much of a disadvantage in one probe, and Suren had more confidence.

Although this Oscar was also a seventh-tier, he was far worse than the top ten legends, and was the best opponent.

The moment the two separated, he covered himself in flames again and rushed up again. The two banged together.

As they fought, figures crossed on the street.

The cold wind was like a blade, and the force of the fist was like a cannon.

In just a few minutes, the two had exchanged dozens of rounds.

Under the pressure of the tier, Suren was repeatedly hit hard, and there were many close calls.

But even if he was beaten, the expression in his eyes was very excited.

In this high-pressure combat state, his insights became clearer and clearer.

Unfortunately, before long, several powerful auras suddenly surrounded him from all directions on the street.

Looking again, several mutated humanoid monsters that could no longer be recognized were besieging him. Although they were monsters, their auras were terrifying, and they were no less than top professionals.

Almost at the same time as the monsters appeared, there were several strange noises of "swish," "swish," and "swish."

Looking again, several people wearing gold-patterned cloaks also jumped out from the ruins of the street.

One of them made the most exaggerated movement. She was surrounded by purple lightning, and entered with a sword. Behind her, the six-armed Rakshasa phantom was full of murderous aura. Before she arrived, several sword qi of lightning had already arrived, making people seem to hear a soft shout in the dark: "Thunderous One-Sword Style - Sakura Ogre Seven Kills!"

Suren wasn't surprised that someone came, but seeing the hellish phenomena surrounding her body, his eyelids twitched and he was greatly surprised: "Sister Chi Tiao has actually comprehended her own domain?"