My Monster Fuses Everything-Chapter 575 - 387 World Relic

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Chapter 575: Chapter 387 World Relic

Su Han crossed the Black Mountain range, and what met his eyes was the incomparably towering and majestic Black Rock Plateau.

The plateau was like shattered glass, with gorges crisscrossing each other, strewn rocks and scars like cracks were everywhere, and the mountains stretched on, exuding a sense of bleak desolation.

“The skeletons of the Undead Race, as well as the corpses of the Night Winter Clan…”

As Su Han swiftly moved past, a mere glance revealed countless bodies scattered across the plateau, easily in the thousands, and this was just a single location.

This was not the territory of the Corpse Beast, as there was no trace of the Corpse Beast’s lingering aura.

In fact, compared to the early days, the frequency of the Corpse Beast’s appearance had markedly decreased, suggesting some significant change at the center.

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Su Han did not stop because of the corpses; instead, he quickened his pace.

Along the way, the sight of blood-drenched ground and corpses everywhere was almost unremarkable.

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At times, even the remains were absent, leaving only deep pits from large attacks and what seemed to be the charred remains of flesh and blood.

“Is chaos the best nourishment then?”

Su Han looked over this messy battlefield, where the remnants of madness, brutality, fear… countless emotional residues had now become a source of power.

For a Great Demon, a massive war was like a gluttonous feast.

He felt this way now, but compared to the lingering Emotional Power, it was the Great Demons leading the war, especially the Sixth Order Great Demon, who were the biggest beneficiaries.

Lost in thought, suddenly a red light burst forth into the sky.

“The power of the world’s will?!”

The red light originated from the center of the Fragment Continent, at the highest point of the Black Rock Plateau, a towering peak sat there, about ten thousand meters high, like a giant holding up the heavens.

The red light was emanating from this location, and psychic fluctuations were coming in waves, growing stronger and stronger.

Su Han’s eyebrows twitched, and in a flash, he accelerated his pace toward the central region of the Black Rock Plateau.

“Is this… where everyone is gathered?”

Below the solitary peak, there was a deafening sound of battle, as the million-strong armies of the Night Winter Clan, the Undead Race, and the Lizardmen Clan were all entangled in conflict at this very place.

The Undead Race’s Corpses Demon Legion, Zombie Legion, Skeleton Army, Evil Spirit Legion… all converged in one place, bringing a thick aura of death and turning a large part of the solitary peak area into their Domain of Death.

Each legion was led by a Fifth-Order Undead Great Demon, continuously unleashing Curse Techniques, pitting the attacks of the Undead against the Lizard Beasts and the solid ice of the Night Winter Clan.

Each attack resulted in the death of hundreds, if not thousands, of Lizardmen or members of the Night Winter Clan.

The Undead Race was actually fighting against two, their vast numbers giving them confidence.

The Lizardman Army was relentlessly attacking the ranks of the Undead, with huge Lizard Beasts as the spearhead and Wall-Peel Lizards opening their massive drums to ward off the attacks.

The Lizardman knights charged like a tsunami, breaking through large numbers of rotting zombie warriors and skeleton knights.

The Lizardmen’s Fifth-Order High Priest gathered Curse Techniques, and terrifying thunderclouds bristling with lightning formed midway up the lonely peak, striking down and killing thousands of Evil Spirits.

Under their monarch’s lead, the Night Winter Clan released copious amounts of Cold Spirit Ability, freezing vast tracts of land and creating rising white fog to obscure the vision of both sides.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the warriors of the Night Winter Clan, like assassins in the night, continuously executed stealth attacks on the Witch Ghoul Legion of the Undead Race.

All three clans engaged in a brutal melee, with large numbers dying every moment.

Yet among the three clans, the Night Winter Clan was the most distressed, for below the solitary peak, crisscrossing ravines were filled with flowing red lava, at a temperature far higher than their usual habitat.

The constant release of ice induced ground-shattering vibrations, causing the earth to crack and new streams of magma to surface, which were then diverted by their attacks.

“Are they here for that?”

Su Han’s gaze sharpened as he focused on the red light breaking through the ground beneath the peak, where a massive Stele was slowly rising.

The entire Stele, about a hundred meters tall and entirely black, was now enveloped in red light, its color deepening continuously.

With the battle raging on, Emotions, Souls… various powers were converging on the Stele, serving as nourishment for the birth of a world artifact.

Su Han could feel the immense power; but at this moment, he dared not make any rash moves, for on this battlefield he had already detected three powers no weaker than his own.

“My King, the Night Lan Tribe has been routed by the Undead Race, and the magma has eroded our position. Should we…”

“Continue,”

Behind the Night Winter Clan’s army, a towering figure clad in dark armor from the Night Winter Clan coldly issued the command.

His gaze was icy as he contained his aura, but even so, the faint sense of his presence was still suffocating.

As he surveyed the battlefield, as a Sixth Order Great Demon, King Xiluwita was aware of a massive Emotional Power consolidating over this region, with Psychic Fluctuations churning and the world artifact about to be born.

“Hmph, mere bones also want to contend for a world artifact.”

As if he sensed the gaze coming from the ranks of the Undead Race, indeed, the gaze of the Netherbone King with his ghastly blue eye sockets was fixed in this direction.

As their gazes met, unleashed psychic fluctuations collided in the sky, causing the psychic energy there to churn even more terrifyingly.

“Fifth-Order, take action.”