Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 606 - 324: The Passage to the Nine Layers of Hell, Louis’s Tower Pushing Game_2

But one day, the Mother of Evil Dragons suddenly disappeared mysteriously in Albas.

After that, none of the chromatic dragons ever saw this Mother of Evil Dragons again, though occasionally a dragon could still connect with the legendary God of Evil Dragons through prayer, otherwise, some dragons would truly believe she had died in the Nine Hells.

"If it's really a problem with the Albas Passage, then it's a bit troublesome."

The frequency of updates to the Greed Diary was decreasing, Louis speculated that it was because the initial impact he caused led to a massive disruption to the original future, triggering the diary's updates more frequently in the beginning.

And later on, the original future was mostly destroyed, so naturally, there was less impact.

But one thing was certain, in the series of turbulent events in the Lokeshi Empire's future, the death of the Sword Master was only the beginning.

Whether it was the Ense Empire, Tunisia, or the Giant Demon Tribe...

These countries, which experienced significant turmoil in the future diary, all shared one commonality: the mastermind behind the scenes specifically targeted the space channels.

Either by direct influence or indirect intervention.

The Lokeshi Empire was also likely in the same situation.

However, regardless, the act of the Lokeshi Empire placing the intelligence forces in the hands of Louis was unreasonable, implying there might be other thoughts behind it.

With this thought, his urgency to collect the other ancient Nine Swords grew even stronger.

Louis was sure to use the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill for himself, but he planned to manufacture a batch of mass-produced Sword Pills in addition to the core.

Don't misunderstand, it's not that mass-produced Sword Pills would be weak. The most challenging aspect of this technology is from initial research to product shaping, which requires a massive investment of time, manpower, and materials.

But for Limuru, considering time and manpower costs was unnecessary; all that was needed was to prepare the basic materials.

Copying a batch of equipment that exceeded ordinary custom gear and was infinitely close to the quality of a single ancient weapon was troublesome but doable.

These youth edition ancient weaponry would be widely equipped among the regular members of the Curse Binding Legion.

And for those ordinary members who already had top-tier equipment, it wasn't a problem.

Just like Sixth Master having countless improvements, regardless of the race, pure forging techniques could never be perfect, nor possess the characteristics of biometal.

With a handy weapon, just let Limuru melt it down, transform it, and upgrade it.

However, such weapons required more time.

Since the finest biometal had already been used by Louis to craft the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill, it needed time to be remade.

The more Louis thought about it, the more excited he became.

The feeling of breaking through the material limits was truly exhilarating.

Especially since most of his subordinates were melee combatants who could directly descend onto the Star Continent through their shadows, equipping them with this gear would be akin to heavy armored synthesis... a legion deployment.

However, to enhance the Curse Binding Legion, he couldn't have the Ense Empire bear the expenses; he needed to purchase the necessary raw materials himself.

Limuru's advancement was partially to validate theories needed by the White Tower.

On the other hand, since the Ense Empire had internally reached a consensus to enter a full-scale state of readiness, Ense needed to produce more high-quality equipment.

Limuru's extraordinary abilities were within the calculations of the White Tower from the beginning, and even if the actual magic produced was somewhat weaker than the calculated effect, it would significantly alleviate the pressure on the streamlined production process.

This way, Ense could rapidly change the equipment of ordinary soldiers and enhance their capabilities to respond to warfare.

——After all, Limuru had already demonstrated considerable skill in metal manipulation during the giant slime period.

With Limuru, they could achieve greater convenience when measuring the effects of material combinations, potentially even building an armory and enhancing the strength of the prince himself.

In every aspect, it was profitable.

At such times, he was immensely grateful that he had insightfully developed and expanded the Mayer Commerce Association.

At least most of the basic material supply could be solved by his own association, and other rare resources could be collected through commercial activities.

His original plan to cultivate Ense's military power was all about troop production, wasn't it daring?

Stuff like the Demon King Army, Abyssal Demon Army, he'd kill them one by one if they came.

He had been preparing to cripple his opponents with large-scale armaments and improved logistics for a major legion.

But now he had abandoned this plan.

Of course, this was a professional issue, the reason being... he had improved.

He was no longer the bronze player he once was.

Now he stood shoulder to shoulder with demigods, and training legions was no longer significant in his eyes.

In terms of MOBAs, what he valued now was the economy, the "farming," the "explosion of gold coins."

He would farm all those little minions causing disturbances in the lanes.

He would farm all those small monsters creating chaos in the jungle.

If he found enemy heroes (dark side of the Love God) in his jungle, he treated them as minions and farmed them all.

He would go to the enemy's Giant Plain jungle to hunt down all those monsters. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Once he got everything done and tackled the "Villain's Lighthouse" Abyssal Church, it would be a seamless process.

Back when he was newly reincarnated, even the Rudelson Organization poking him felt quite painful.

Now it was much better, as he grew stronger and did a great job managing the distance.

Sometimes he felt the tower kept a distance relationship with him on purpose.

Now when the "tower" approached him, all it could do was "beep... beep..." (sound of the defense tower).

It just kept making noise.

The bounties hanging on the black market for putting a price on him and the Meyer's head were constantly escalating, but nobody dared to come after him.

He didn't know why, so he thought he'd find out.

So, when he detected issues within the Giant Demon Tribe, with possible involvement from the Abyssal Church, he decided to stop waiting and take action himself.

It was later confirmed that even though his current strength hadn't yet reached a point where he could confront the Abyssal Church alone, after pulling in some allies, the Abyssal Church, this "Villain's Lighthouse," could only shout:

"I'd love to fight you too, but if I fight you now and you don't lose health, it'd be very awkward for me."

Fearful of conjuring what he dreaded, thanks to the Mad King gifting him the Book of the Dead, he truly wasn't losing health anymore.

Before the battle at Giant Plain, when enemies grouped to hunt him down, he felt quite pressured.

At that time, all he could do was to at least put on a formidable front.

No matter how many came, whether Rudelson or the dark side of the Love God, at least take one for one!

Now things were completely different; if he didn't go looking for the Abyssal Church, it should be thanking its stars.

Previously, all the factions that served as lackeys for the Abyssal Church in confronting him were now cowering under the tower, not daring to step out.

Previously, the Black Swan told him, the last active exemplar-level member of the Rudelson Organization had also been killed, and even the Abyssal Church couldn't save them.

The dark side of the Love God too, after getting scammed once, lost a tremendous amount of vitality.

Now if he wanted to deal with the dark side of the Love God, he actually wouldn't even consider the problem with the Abyssal Church's four gods.

He and Beatrice were considering how to "dive the tower."

He wished the people from the dark side of the Love God would come to capture him.

Come on, better to come all together.

If they came, he would let them experience his warm hospitality, turning them all into "familiar faces."

Under the Nuclear Explosion Art, all beings are equal, dead at full health being the execution line; since they're here, none should leave.

See, the dark side of the Love God also has priests? They should like little boys a lot.

Truly, now he wished the dark side of the Love God would come to capture him.

That way, Beatrice and the other elites of the empire could do a lot in other areas.

If they all came to capture him, he could ensure that this time, without the help of the God of Love Church, he could send the entire dark side of the Love God to respawn at the base.

As for whether the Abyssal Church would help...

What, are you going to abandon your base?

By then, the Abyssal Church would find themselves getting backstabbed even faster.

It wasn't that Louis was swelling with pride, wanting to single-handedly surround the dark side of the Love God.

He hadn't provoked anyone; it was the Rudelson Organization and the dark side of the Love God that insisted on coming after him.

Now Limuru had also grown up, the money needed to purchase equipment was gathered, and he could "return to base and update equipment" at any time.

His current goal was straightforward; he just wanted to see how much damage the fully formed "Six-God Equipment" could deal to the Abyssal Church.

Very curious, extremely curious.