Chapter 1562 - 285: These Terra People Dare to Build Anything

Chapter 1562: Chapter 285: These Terra People Dare to Build Anything

——The so-called white flame is that fleeting lightning at the pinnacle of the sky.

A lightning storm is gathering, and its target is precisely the Great Demon Mourning Bell!

This is the Empire’s perfected climate control technology, and also Marquis Barton’s trump card, with no flaws except for the lengthy charging time.

But clearly, it would take some time for the thunder to descend, so next in line was Viscount Grant.

After Ian’s meticulous repairs, the Aether Armament—Conquest Ripple has returned to its peak state. Ultimately, the Grant Family once had the Fourth Energy Level inheritance, mid-level nobles with marquis potential, and dealing with Fourth Energy Level foes was no big deal since their ancestors had slain such enemies before.

Upon understanding his true self and achieving the Third Energy Level following his child’s birth, Viscount Grant viewed the Great Demon Mourning Bell as a troublesome enemy. But if it weren’t challenging, how else could he gain leverage against them and secure capital for his child?

Now, Conquest Ripple’s outer scales stand upright, revealing the deep blue water glow beneath, showcasing the full operation of the Aether Armament.

All at once, within the surrounding space-time and tens of kilometers radius, the movement of all natural Origin Quality shifted towards Conquest Ripple, focusing around the Aether Armament. This terrifying power converged into a massive whale phantom, charging towards the Great Demon with unstoppable force as Conquest Ripple moved swiftly!

Abyssal Whale Overlord Sword!

Faced with this straightforward, overwhelming power, a strike amplified by the Ether Furnace Core and the Sublimator’s dual-core drive, even the Great Demon chose not to waste energy to directly counter it. He stomped the void, intending to evade the strike by sidestepping—yet at that moment, Sio’s gaze descended.

[Stop!]

It was as if the word was law, and Sio’s command truly halted Mourning Bell in place.

If it were a regular Spirit Energy User trying to immobilize a demon, having their head explode from backlash would be normal. But Sio was a dragon. Even if an Abyssal Dragon appeared, it’s essentially on the same level as Sio. In time, without cheats or war catalysis, should Sio grow and master Aether’s mysteries, he would achieve the Fourth Energy Level.

But even Sio couldn’t hold Mourning Bell for long; 0.7 seconds later, when the Abyssal Whale Overlord Sword had already struck Mourning Bell’s forehead, it regained movement, emitting a furious roar. An unstoppable, pulverizing energy blast erupted from its mouth, shattering the Abyssal Whale Overlord Sword.

Not just this—Mourning Bell raised two fingers, and akin to when it intended to decimate Green Tide’s assault team, a concentrated sonic beam cannon shot towards Viscount Grant!

In that instant, the Viscount sensed extreme danger and hurriedly maneuvered the Aether Armament to dodge, but was still hit. The Aether booster on Conquest Ripple’s left side was damaged, affecting its output limit.

"Again? Do these people ever stop?!" The Viscount’s voice carried not just anger but also frustration. He had only recently advanced to the Third Energy Level. Though still able to fight, the damaged Aether Armament struggled to unleash a strike like the previous Abyssal Whale Overlord Sword that had forced Mourning Bell to retreat.

[You Empire people... you’re just like flies!] Mourning Bell, after fending off the Imperial People’s joint attacks, wondered why their strikes were so coordinated. Then, noticing Elder Mantle standing still with eyes shining silver like Ian’s earlier, it understood: [Damn, is it this kind of Spirit Energy?!]

This wasn’t Elder Mantle’s Spirit Energy but rather him serving as a terminal signal station, channeling Heart of Terra’s power. As a high-ranking Supreme Spirit Sect member, he naturally knew of Heart of Terra’s existence. Ian’s explanation was straightforward: Heart of Terra is ’the spirit of the Supreme Spirit Sect,’ a proxy of human collective consciousness.

This wasn’t wrong because all deceased from the Silverpeak Domain would join the Heart of Terra—truly a part of human collective consciousness. If someday all human souls across Whole Terra belong to Heart of Terra, then Heart of Terra becomes a tangible Alaya, the collective human will, the god of living and deceased.

Though Elder Mantle outwardly accepted, he was skeptical, but now, having truly experienced Heart of Terra’s power, he understood Ian’s ’this is the future’ statement.

Still, hindered by the Imperial People’s smooth assault, Mourning Bell had no such reflections—it only felt immense anger, overwhelming rage.

Thus, it decided to unleash its strongest attack on Elder Mantle, the weakest and easiest to kill among them.

Buzz—Dragon Winged Great Demon flapped its wings; within the Domain of Void and the Cursed Soil, countless blackened breaths interwove, connecting with it. All Cursed Soil forces within South Ridge’s space-time linked to Mourning Bell at this moment.

A terrifying shockwave radiated from Mourning Bell, spreading in all directions. Not just the physical world but even the Giant of Light within the Domain of Void had to retreat under this tidal wave of power.

Taking advantage of this instant, all South Ridge powerhouses were busy dispersing its force as Mourning Bell commenced an attack.

Then, the corresponding material world space-time’s Domain of Void collapsed amid severe tremors—with it, the material world experienced temporary space-time disruption, with large areas of matter falling into Subspace, lost and exiled.