Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 1163 - 310: Treasure Hunt in the Ruins, Former Overlord (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
He reached out and gripped the sword embedded in the ground, the rust falling off the blade, revealing the same Rule Imprint as the Emperor's forehead.
"Your Majesty, the mist... has gathered again."
The General's voice seemed to come from the Abyss.
Outside the tomb, the mist had condensed into a vortex that covered the sky, beginning to devour the monsters on the island, their flesh and blood gradually forming within the mist.
The figures of the departed slowly became clear amidst the rampant slaughter.
At this moment, the Explorer inside the tomb sensed that something was amiss and quickly activated Decomposition, sweeping it toward the floating imprint:
[Wraith Speaker]:
Rule Introduction: Possesses the power of Recovery over the dead, transforming them into Wraith forms. The longer they've been dead, the stronger they are. Each being revived by a Resuscitator retains the memory from their lifetime, requiring an external force apart from the holder's to activate the revival phase.
"Damn, here's the Rule!"
Having read through the introduction, the Explorer abruptly turned to look at the Guiding Water Ball:
"Brother Guide, have I been set up?"
The Guiding Water Ball opened its eyes and nodded calmly:
[Obviously, why do you think there's an obvious stone tablet outside the tomb? Besides, does a weak Alien Race truly have the ability to know about the treasures underground the moment they see the tablet?]
[In truth, there are too many hidden hints of buried treasures on this island, and the discovery of the tomb was only a matter of time. Greedy Alien Races would inevitably excavate here, and a direct door to the tomb is a flaw within a flaw, as you previously analyzed. There's really no need for a door unless coming and going is necessary.]
[Lastly, why do you think such a large number of monsters gather on this island, or why are there vast resources underground to feed these Aliens and Monsters? These are all parts of the General's plan after gaining the Rule Power to prepare for the revival moment's Blood Food.]
"But when the General returned in the Retrospection scene, wasn't he giving up?"
Facing the query, the Guide glanced with a child's gaze, helplessly replying:
[You just mentioned that in the Monster World, anything is possible, so isn't it possible that the General guessed that some races possessed the ability to see past Retrospection scenes, and to ensure safety, acted it out...but he really did exhaust his vigor and die; this time, he revives with the Wraith Speaker Rule.]
"Damn, Brother Guide, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
[You only analyzed the specific situation when you asked me. If you had asked earlier, I definitely would have said it earlier. So essentially: you didn't ask.]
Explorer: ...
Realizing the dire situation, the Explorer jumped off the Floating Skateboard and lunged directly towards the suspended Wraith Speaker Rule.
At that moment, the General swung his hand violently.
Boom!
The Explorer was instantly blown into mist, and the live broadcast room was bombarded with bullet screens: embarrassing, given the chance to obtain the Rule, you were useless.
Then, the blacked-out live room discussed the ongoing revival of the "Mingwu Clan."
Elsewhere, the Wraith Speaker Rule Imprint fused into the Mingwu Emperor's forehead, and its form slowly levitated into the air, the withered face shrouded in the light of the Rule Imprint, the decayed imperial robe rustling in the wind.
Having been asleep for an eternity, it slowly opened its eyes, its pupils reflecting the General kneeling on one knee.
"Welcome back, Your Majesty," the General said in a low, deep voice with his head down.
As the Rule Power continuously infused into his body, wounds healed rapidly, and the levitating Emperor lowered his head, gazing at the kneeling General, a touch of helplessness in his eyes: 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
"Can the outcome be changed?"
The General slowly stood straight, raising his eyes to stare directly at the Emperor, his voice hoarse yet firm:
"It can."
A simple word, rooted in the ground.
"Even if the path ahead remains a deadlock, we must try to carve a living path, giving our all, leaving no regrets."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor couldn't help but sigh, then the helplessness in his eyes changed to determination.
With a raising hand, Mist Conceal Island trembled, and more spirits manifested in the fog encircling the island.
...
Ascension Sea, Ancient God Arena.
A figure dormant in the underground suddenly opened its eyes, its golden body formed of runes floated, and it looked up towards the direction of the Bright Star Sea Area.
Feeling the surge of Energy waves from the Bright Star Sea Area, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
In the Ascension Sea, the fighting between the Ascension Clan and Shuyan Warriors halted abruptly and then retreated.
Shuyan and Chi Yan both turned to look towards the Bright Star Sea Area, sensing the terrifying Life fluctuations.
...
At this moment, the ruler who once dominated the Three Major Seas returned with the Dead Language Legion.
And the new powers formed by the Ancient God Race, Ascension Clan, and Shuyan Domain, these three forces established themselves precisely on the territories where the Mingwu Clan once ruled the seas.
