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Test Faustus’s bottom line?

They were not naive enough to believe that Faustus had a good temper!

The group of powerhouses discussed it back and forth, but no matter how many times they went over it, they still could not come up with a result.

...

Half a day later.

Daniel led his army to press down upon the dwarven territory. Just then, a scout came to report.

"My King, the supreme-grade powerhouse of the dwarven race requests an audience."

Requests an audience?

Daniel smiled and said to Alan,

"You go negotiate. My bottom line is simple—every non-human race supreme-grade powerhouse must sign a Soul Pact with me."

"Those who refuse, I will uproot their race from Aetheria. Those who obediently sign, I will guarantee their race’s safety."

Alan’s eyes lit up.

"As you command, My King."

Daniel nodded.

The non-human races on this continent all had one fatal weakness—

The survival of their race!

The land was only so large, yet so many non-human races were crammed into it. Which one of them was not struggling with everything they had just to survive?

That was why the continuation of their bloodline mattered more to them than anything else.

Daniel believed that the supreme-grade powerhouse of the dwarven race would definitely lower his head.

Otherwise, he did not mind killing the chicken to warn the monkeys and slaughtering them until not a single one remained.

Sure enough, not long after, Alan brought the dwarven powerhouse over.

"My King, he has agreed," Alan said.

The dwarven supreme-grade powerhouse looked at Daniel with complicated eyes, then bowed deeply.

"Salim of the dwarven race greets the noble King!"

...

Once the dwarven supreme-grade powerhouse lowered his head, the remaining hesitation in the hearts of the other non-human race powerhouses completely disappeared.

Some of them could not even wait for Daniel’s army to arrive and came running over to surrender on their own.

Faced with Daniel’s demand that they sign a Soul Pact, they at most struggled for a brief moment before helplessly signing it.

They truly did not have the confidence to challenge him.

In just one or two short days, the number of supreme-grade powerhouses under Daniel’s command surged to ten!

The non-human races of the Polaris District had all been brought to heel.

Next, it was the turn of the non-human races in World Zone No. 616!

Daniel could not be bothered to waste any more time. He directly led ten supreme-grade powerhouses over and made his stance clear.

All non-human races either submitted to humanity or died!

If they submitted, their races would survive.

If they resisted, their races could wait to be erased!

Faced with such a large group of supreme-grade powerhouses, how could the non-human races of World Zone No. 616 still dare to jump around?

One by one, they obediently signed the contract and acknowledged Daniel as their master.

From that moment on, their lives and deaths were held in his hands.

After this wave, the number of supreme-grade powerhouses under Daniel’s command rose to sixteen!

This world was simply that cruel.

Powerhouses with no family or ties had little to worry about.

But as long as there was a race standing behind them, they would ultimately have to lower their heads to a stronger force.

That was a truth that would never change, no matter where one went.

...

After Daniel subdued all the non-human races across the two great World Zones, a world announcement rang out.

[World Announcement: The number of players above level 100 in the current game has reached one billion! [Full-Scale World War] has officially begun! All World Barrier portals are now open!]

The announcement rang out three times in a row!

Boom—!

The impact of this news was no different from dropping an atomic bomb.

The players were all stunned.

Of course, what shocked them was not the announcement itself.

Instead, everyone thought of the same person at almost the exact same time—

Faustus!

Once Full-Scale World War began, it meant there would no longer be World Barrier Guardians blocking the way. Every World Zone could now use the portals to attack directly into someone else’s home territory.

But at this moment, players and NPCs around the world had no interest in thinking about whom they should attack.

There was only one thought in their minds.

What would Faustus think after hearing this news?

Who would he strike first?

What if it was their own World Zone’s turn?

Should they resist with everything they had, or should they submit?

The World Channel exploded like a pot of boiling oil.

"It’s over, it’s over! Our World Zone No. 250 is definitely going to be the first unlucky one!"

"WTF! World War has finally fully opened! Lord Faustus, hurry up and come to our side! I’ll tell you the location of our Imperial City’s treasury!"

"Hahahaha... the traitor upstairs is killing me!"

"If all the supreme-grade powerhouses in the world gathered together, maybe they could still wrestle with Faustus a little."

"Stop dreaming, upstairs. Listen to my advice: submit early and enjoy life early. Submit late and suffer for nothing!"

"Lord Faustus, I’m begging you! Come to World Zone No. 840 first and overthrow this rotten world!"

"Lord Faustus, can I reserve a spot in Doom Guild in advance? I am willing to lead everyone in our World Zone to submit to you!"

"Do you people have no shame? Weren’t you the same bunch who used to call him a cheating dog? Ahem... Lord Faustus, are you accepting underlings? I can do it too!"

...

When the world announcement fell, the emperor of World Zone No. 250 was drinking from a golden goblet.

In the next instant, the golden goblet fell to the floor with a clang, and the wine spilled across the carpet embroidered with an eagle.

His face turned as pale as paper. He collapsed back onto his throne, his lips trembling for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Faustus... he is coming!"

The powerhouses of the Temple of the Gods swarmed in. The supreme-grade powerhouse at the front had an ashen expression.

"Your Majesty, the World Barrier has opened. That war maniac Faustus may descend upon us at any moment."

The emperor suddenly gripped the armrests of his throne, his knuckles turning white.

"Can you stop him?"

The powerhouses looked at one another, falling into silence.

After a long while, someone said in a low voice,

"Your Majesty... why don’t we send an envoy to negotiate first?"

Similar scenes played out one after another in the imperial palaces of the various major zones.

The emperor of World Zone No. 47 flipped a table on the spot and roared that they would fight to the death, but not a single powerhouse from the Temple of the Gods responded.

The emperor of World Zone No. 700 was even more straightforward. He directly ordered someone to draft a surrender letter, waiting only for Faustus’s name to appear before sending it over.

As for the player guilds across the World Zones, they had fallen into complete chaos.

Messages flooded the channels of the major guilds at blinding speed, and panic spread like a plague.

"What is there even to fight? I heard Faustus has even built an angel legion now!"

"They’re all legendary-grade! Once a million Holy Angel Knights stand in the sky, we won’t even be enough to get stuck between their teeth!"

"I said long ago that we shouldn’t oppose Faustus. Great, now we can just wait to die!"

Someone gritted their teeth and quietly opened the guild withdrawal page. After hesitating for a long time, they finally clicked the button.

Meanwhile, those guild leaders who were still shouting, "Better death than surrender," turned around only to discover that more than half of their core members had already left.

The moment Daniel heard the world announcement, the corners of his mouth rose.

Full-Scale World War had opened?

Good.

Excellent!

Now he could attack whoever he wanted and deal with whoever he wished.

However, dealing with them was not the main point.

The main point was gathering supreme-grade powerhouses.

If each World Zone had eight supreme-grade powerhouses...

Daniel blinked.

Then he could add dozens more supreme-grade powerhouses under his command.

However, Daniel had still underestimated his weight in the hearts of the players.

At this moment, the eyes of the entire world were fixed on him.

Not only because he was the strongest player.

Even more importantly, it was because he held the strongest player force and the strongest NPC force in his hands.

On the current level ranking, among the one billion players above level 100, players from the Polaris District and World Zone No. 616 made up ninety-nine percent of them.

It was practically one hundred percent.

But without Daniel’s order, not a single player from the two great World Zones dared to make the first move.

Nor did any World Zone dare to take the initiative to declare war on them.

At this point, they no longer even had the thought of gathering together to resist.

Faustus was invincible!

This was not only the consensus of players across all World Zones.

Even the NPC factions in the outer zones thought the same.

...