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Chapter 346 The Great Expedition
Chapter 346 The Great Expedition
Recently, the subspace has been quite turbulent, even turbulent.
Although the word "peaceful" is hard to associate with the Warp, this place is usually either in chaos or fighting, and there are hardly any peaceful days.
But the recent changes were unexpected by all the demons, to the point that even they, already in a state of chaos, felt that the warp was about to descend into chaos.
The tense atmosphere grew stronger day by day, and the killing intent and anger accumulated over time, already affecting the entire Chaotic Demon Realm.
Those demons protected by gods are alright; they won't be driven mad by murderous intent. But it's different for those demons who stray from the group.
The isolated demons living in the Chaos Wasteland, without the protection of any gods, had long been dominated by this exhilarating atmosphere.
Struggle and killing dominated their minds, and the recklessness that transformed courage gave rise to indiscriminate slaughter.
The rogue demons fought so fiercely that their brains popped out, staining the entire wasteland with an indelible bloodstain.
The number of demons on the wasteland has dwindled, and those lords who survived and led the remaining demons were all the greatest demons among demons.
They were all crimson red, as if stained with blood, their severely dragonized bodies covered in dragon scales and with dragon horns on their heads.
The skulls of powerful enemies, with chains piercing their eye sockets and hanging from their waists, imprison the wailing souls of the dead.
These demon lords, who fought their way out of millions of demons, all received promotion from the Great Red Dragon.
After they ascended to demonhood, they gathered the remaining demons that had not yet ascended—they disdained to kill these weaklings—and then led their army toward the same destination.
That was their sacred place, and also the home of the Great Red Dragon.
In the northwest of the Chaotic Wasteland, a colossal fortress rises from the ground, towering higher than any mountain range. Its blood-stained walls are adorned with the remains of numerous demons, radiating a chilling malice.
This is the destination of the great demons' journey, namely the brass fortress where the great red dragon resides.
The fortress stands in the center of the sulfur lake, which was formed by the great red dragon's own breath.
Only after crossing this terrifying lake of fire can one truly reach the brass fortress and kneel before the throne of the great red dragon.
"My lord."
Eighty-eight demon lords, leading a total of eighty-eight million demons, knelt before the bronze throne, lowering their proud heads to offer their highest respect to the red dragon on the throne.
For them, this pilgrimage has been completed.
Gazing at the demons below, Modi nodded slightly, a hint of cunning and cruelty flashing in his dragon eyes.
"It seems you are the last survivors of the Chaos Wasteland. Very well, you are qualified to join my domain."
In a vast, chaotic wasteland, hundreds of billions of demons roamed, eventually giving rise to the greatest demon among them.
Each of them has their hands stained with the blood of their brethren... Of course, demons don't actually have the concept of brethren.
Cruel, bloodthirsty, and cunning creatures all showed expressions of ecstatic joy after receiving Modi's promise.
"It is our honor," the demon lords said in unison.
They have been corrupted by the power of the Great Red Dragon, a kind of indirect corruption, and will naturally obey Modi's words.
Moreover, they genuinely felt that this was a good choice.
The Great Red Dragon had only been out for a short time when it unleashed a killing storm in the warp, clearly demonstrating that it was a powerful and ambitious deity.
He might even occupy a corner of the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star and become a god of the same level as the Altered Heaven and the Stagnant Corruption Heaven.
Working with a boss like that guarantees promotion opportunities, and you might even get a chance to rise through the ranks.
...Then, spread my teachings according to the instructions.
Mordy waved his claws, dismissing the group of demons who had come from afar.
Although he has his own Blood God army, these demons corrupted by him are also a force to be reckoned with, so why not use them?
Moreover, this was only the first batch of demons to come to him. His influence covered the entire subspace, and in addition to the Chaos Wasteland, other Chaos Demon Realms were also affected to some extent.
The number of demons corrupted by him and coming to him for refuge will only increase.
The same goes for the Chaos Gods who were causing him trouble, especially the two who each occupied a corner of the Chaos Octagon: the Usurper and the Stagnant.
Although there are still six vacant seats in the Chaos Octagon, and although there is not much conflict between his authority and theirs.
But they are chaotic gods, and chaos is their nature. If they didn't cause trouble, they wouldn't be able to occupy a corner of the Chaos Octagon.
Coupled with their covetousness for more power... all these factors combined will inevitably hinder Modi's promotion, or at least secretly make moves against him.
"But what I want is for them to be involved."
They will exert their power to hinder Modi, and Modi also wants to drag them down with him, so that they cannot spare the power to interfere in the present world.
This was part of a plan. Mordy was getting involved, plotting to seize a corner of the Chaos Octagon while attracting the attention of the Warp Gods.
Yuri then seized this opportunity to quickly launch the End of the Mind, unify human thought, and join the ranks of the gods.
At that time, the combined forces of the collective human consciousness and the seven-headed red dragon will be enough to rewrite the situation in the warp.
Modi can occupy a corner of the Chaos Octagon, and the newly formed collective of human consciousness can also establish a firm foothold.
This achieves a win-win situation.
Having received wave after wave of demons who came to join him, Modi's words gradually became more and more similar.
He felt like he had become an NPC, always using the same lines to issue tasks to the arriving players and send them to build their territories.
"Very good, the outer reaches of the Chaos Wasteland are now in your hands."
"You have satisfied me. The task of conquering Wailing Hills is now yours."
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Another person knelt before him. He subconsciously encouraged the newcomer, assessed the situation, and then assigned him a task.
The Blood God Cult officer, kneeling on one knee, twitched his eyelids and reminded him: "..."
"...My lord, I have come to report intelligence to you."
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"Hmm? Oh, it's you."
Modi snapped out of his daze, but showed no embarrassment. He waved his hand and lifted him into the air.
"Speak, what intelligence made you come all this way to see me?"
"Our expansion has attracted the wrath of the gods; enemy tracks have appeared on the outskirts of the Chaos Wasteland, the Howling Hills, and the Weeping Forest..."
The officer relayed all the intelligence to him without missing a single word, concluding, "The General Staff unanimously suspects that the enemies have formed an alliance and may be planning to storm the Brass Fortress in one fell swoop."
This caused Mordi's plan to fail.
Even if the enemy has only gathered a small force and there is not enough indication that they are united, the General Staff must consider the worst-case scenario.
And that is the worst possible outcome.
The Brass Fortress is the cornerstone of Mordi and the foundation of the entire realm; it must not be compromised.
"Temporarily halt the fighting in Itniti," Mordi ordered. "I'm shifting our military focus to the warp."
"Also, I need to redeploy the Styx fleet and, incidentally, Pandora's mechanical legion."
"They think I'm weak and insecure since I've just taken power? They think I don't have enough troops to protect my territory? I'll show them what an iron torrent is."
Offense is the best defense, and only by launching a fierce attack can he make the gods pay attention to his side and tie down their forces.
Otherwise, if they are only testing or trying to get involved, they can still spare some time to interfere with the present world.
"Isn't this too risky? What if the enemy launches a surprise attack deep into our territory while the main force is on a distant expedition?"
The officer reminded him that it was normal for him to have such concerns, after all, there was a treacherous tyrant among the enemy who was good at playing tricks and schemes.
This chaotic deity's authority is related not only to strategy, but also to wisdom, change, and even destiny.
"There's no need to worry about that..."
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"With me here, you can go on your expedition with peace of mind."
The voice came from the shadows behind Modi. The officer shuddered. Despite the blood flames burning around him, he felt a strange chill.
The chill came from that voice just now; it was a very pleasant voice, but it always reminded the listener of the dead of winter.
"You may go now. Remember to prepare for the Great Expedition."
Modi waved his hand, and after the officer took his leave, he shifted uncomfortably, looking at the figure that had appeared out of nowhere.
The girl hugging him from behind.
After adjusting his body, the scales on his skin gradually disappeared, and the sharp barbs at his joints also gradually vanished.
The entire being reverted from the tyrannical red dragon back to its original form.
Modi asked, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you needed some time to adapt to the new realm?"
"I've adapted pretty well, and just then I heard you were going to adjust your military strategy, so I came over."
After he shed his scales, Su Youli hugged him even closer.
Through her body, Mordi could clearly sense the cold, deathly power of the immortal contained within.
This made him feel as if he wasn't being held by a person, but by a chilling apocalypse.
He knew that if Su Youli were left outside, she truly had the ability to plunge the entire world into deathly silence and extreme cold.
Now, like Mo Di, she can hardly be considered a person anymore.
She is an endless, deathly cold tide, an eternally burning, frigid flame.
In terms of the "natural disaster" aspect, she goes even further than Modi, since Modi symbolizes "man-made disaster" more.
Modi had no idea what she had experienced in other worlds through the simulator that led to the current state of the desolate, cold wave, and he didn't intend to ask.
He simply patted her on the shoulder, reassuring her that the brass fortress was safe to be guarded by her.
Before long, a huge gate was built again inside the brass fortress, from which emerged a series of rugged warships and a large number of mechanical troops.
The Blood God's invasion army is poised to launch, ready to respond to Mordi's call and crush the enemies who covet his territory.
According to the theory of ascension, the Blood God Cult he led was actually a deformed civilization of ascensionists, one that had ascended multiple times.
Once the fleet is assembled and reaches a certain size, orbital bombardment alone would be enough to cleanse the surface of terrestrial planets.
If the goal is set smaller, such as simply clearing out surface creatures, then they can come up with even more creative ways to do it.
Blood plagues, purification attacks... whether spreading disease or burning glass, they always find a way to destroy a planet's biosphere.
If the goal is to detonate the entire planet, the fleet is not without options.
Styx Corporation, a branch of the Blood God Cult, developed a torpedo designed to shatter planets, also known as the "Planet Disintegration Bomb."
Once deployed, this torpedo will penetrate the Earth's core before detonating, resulting in a massive explosion that will disintegrate the planet, ejecting its precious mineral deposits into space.
These mineral deposits are easier to mine than underground ore, so the company's mining division has used planetary disintegration bombs to mine them more than once.
Its targets are mostly planets unsuitable for colonization, but it is also used to suppress rebellious worlds.
"Unfortunately, the subspace is not a conventional world, but a vast cluster of worlds with different rules, so it cannot be destroyed with a single disintegrating torpedo."
Modi shook his head, feeling regretful.
The Chaotic Demon Realm is not a planetary structure, but rather closer to the structure of a flat-Earth worldview.
Beneath the earth, there is not the earth's core, but a void.
The entire landmass is suspended in the void, and can be regarded as a sky island with billions of points.
"However, even with just the fleet's firepower, it would be enough to defeat a typical warp deity."
Ordinary warp gods couldn't even withstand a single salvo from one of his fleets.
Often, the reason we can't defeat the enemy is because we don't have enough explosives.
Even gods who are adept at manipulating the rules can be annihilated by a well-prepared fleet.
"Let's go."
Inside the flagship's bridge, Mordy indulged in his fantasy of being a fleet commander and ordered the commencement of his grand expedition.
This time, he plans to conquer the northwestern region of the Chaos Demon Realm and unify it.
During this process, he will inevitably infringe upon the interests of many gods; there are four territories that he has his eye on.
Although the Heaven of Usurpation and the Heaven of Decay have no territorial conflicts with him, they will definitely take action, and he needs to drag them both down with him.
so...
"A fierce battle is inevitable." The soldiers paid their respects to Modi, their gazes firm and their posture upright.
They knew what the Great Expedition meant: a symphony of war, bloodshed, and death.
But they were not afraid, for the River Styx awaited their souls, as did their military achievements, victories, and glory.
They considered returning to the River Styx the highest honor and the body reshaped by the River Styx the best reward, so they were very enthusiastic about the Great Expedition.
"We have entered enemy airspace. Should we proceed with orbital bombardment?"
"Go for it."