Chapter 891: 25: The Terrifying Merit Points Settlement (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 891: Chapter 25: The Terrifying Merit Points Settlement (Please Subscribe)_2

While Lin Yuan’s Twelfth Layer perfected Xuanhuang Physique might have no hope of successful cultivation in this universe—to the point that even reaching grand accomplishment is a luxury—

the benefits are also immense.

With the strong foundation of his current physical body, once the Xuanhuang Physique is cultivated to the Twelfth Layer perfection, even his physical body alone could possibly challenge the dominion realm powerhouses.

…

Lin Yuan reviewed the harvest from the past ninety years.

Simply put, compared to ninety years ago, Lin Yuan’s strength has greatly increased; now, he likely can kill tens of thousands of Eleventh Rank aliens without even needing to activate Divine Ability ‘World’.

“World-Breaking Origin Force…”

Lin Yuan’s mind submerged into his mind’s eye, gazing at the towering and magnificent Myriad Realms Gate.

The more his strength and realm enhance, the greater the impact he feels when viewing the Myriad Realms Gate. It seemed to tower above all dimensional spaces, so much so that even the Spatiotemporal Fusion Rule could not contain or cover it.

“One thousand four hundred fifty-three threads of World-Breaking Origin Force.”

Lin Yuan slightly sensed the amount of World-Breaking Origin Force, such a tremendous amount is entirely sufficient to ‘customize’ a very high-level dimension world traversal.

“The super-large-scale war is about to end; it’s time for the eleventh traversal.”

Lin Yuan’s expression became pensive, contemplating which type of traversal to choose for the eleventh time.

With Lin Yuan’s current strength and realm, the choices left for him aren’t many, either to go on a ‘custom’ traversal or to descend into the Immortal Realm.

…

“The super-large-scale war has ended.”

In the super-large-scale battlefield, the Taiyang Divine Spirit emerged from the depths of the altar.

According to the rules set by the various pinnacle races, occupying the altar for over a hundred years grants leadership over the battleground, that is, victory in the war.

In fact, long before ninety years ago, when the major pinnacle races’ powerhouses withdrew from the super-large-scale battlefield, it was already declared that the Human Civilization Alliance had achieved victory in the war.

“The war has ended.”

“Tsk, this super-large-scale war was way too easy.”

“Indeed, if not for the Galaxy Master, our Human Civilization wouldn’t even talk about victory now, we might still be battling those pinnacle races.”

One by one, the evolvers of the Human Civilization Alliance withdrew from the battlefield, engaging in light conversations with each other.

Apart from the initial period, which was somewhat stressful, the rest of the time during this war was incredibly comfortable.

Although the points of merit gained were not as much as expected—after all, the Galaxy Master alone broke through the forces of eleven pinnacle races.

Basically, these Eleventh Rank individuals didn’t have much to do.

But it was safe, and many Eleventh Rank powerhouses from the Human Civilization Alliance feel that throughout the entire war, they were just going through the motions, ending the war without much effort.

And actually, the merit points gained by the many Eleventh Rank powerhouses weren’t few. Although they didn’t exchange blows with the Eleventh Rank aliens and thereby earn merits directly, the victory itself also resulted in a certain amount of merit points.

Overall, in reality, the merit points gained by the Eleventh Rank powerhouses didn’t decrease much.

After all, only a hundred years were consumed; if not for the Galaxy Master, the Human Civilization could potentially fight this super-large-scale war for thousands to tens of thousands of years before achieving victory.

“How great would it be if every war were this comfortable.”

“Really, did nothing and yet merits points are accredited.”

“Ha ha ha, I’ve decided already, as long as the Galaxy Master presides over the war, I will definitely participate.”

Many Eleventh Rank powerhouses successfully withdrew from the super-large-scale battlefield, and then under the leadership of the highest powers of the Human Civilization Alliance, returned to the territory of Human Civilization.

The location of the super-large-scale battlefield is not within the territory of any race, but in a Desolate Star Domain.

Such star domains in the universe are vast and barren, completely without value for occupation, not even the ordinary or weak races care for it.

“I should also leave.”

As the overseer of the Human Civilization Alliance, Lin Yuan naturally was the last to leave the battlefield.

Glancing at the super-large-scale battlefield, Lin Yuan felt somewhat reluctant; he had gained so much here, not to mention the physical essence of tens of thousands of Eleventh Rank aliens, over six hundred supreme weapons, numerous treasures, and curiosities, etc.

The super-large-scale war itself, with its profoundly mysterious spatiotemporal structure combination, gave Lin Yuan substantial gains.

Over the hundred years, Lin Yuan’s understanding of the Fusion of Time and Space made rapid progress, primarily due to his Against-Heaven’s Understanding, but also watching and learning from the super-large-scale battlefield played no small part.

“Keep an avatar outside the battlefield.”

Lin Yuan’s mind stirred slightly; an avatar condensed and merged into the depths of multiple spatial layers, incessantly observing the large-scale battlefield itself.

Indeed, after reaching the mid-tier of the Sixth Realm in spacetime, the large-scale battlefield wasn’t of much benefit or help to Lin Yuan anymore, as many ultimate beings of twelfth-rank in spacetime understanding were on par with or even inferior to Lin Yuan.

But minor help is still help.

After all, it’s just leaving one avatar behind. With Lin Yuan’s current mental and will strength, he can maintain hundreds of avatars at the Eleventh Rank Peak combat power at the same time without any pressure.

…

Xuanhuang Secret Realm.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

The official conclusion of the large-scale war meant that the next phase was the division of merits.

It is when the three goddesses would judge each Eleventh Rank evolutionist of Human Civilization, based on their performance in the large-scale battlefield, and thereafter assign merit point rewards.

“Goddess of Wisdom…”

Lin Yuan’s gaze extended towards the cosmic starry skies.

Meanwhile.

Lin Yuan’s Taiyang Divine Spirit detached a strand of consciousness, connecting to the Goddess of Wisdom.

Lin Yuan’s true self resided in the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, where the Virtual World couldn’t cover, and it’s also a ‘signal blind spot’ for the three goddesses.

In truth, at the level Lin Yuan has reached, even without the isolation of Xuanhuang Secret Realm, if unwilling, even while within the territories of Human Civilization, he could easily isolate the Virtual World and the three goddesses.

“Respected grand War Commander of large-scale war – Ninth-tier Citizen Scholar Yuan, your performance is currently under judgment, please hold on…”

The solemn and serene voice of the Goddess of Wisdom resonated.

For ordinary Eleventh Rank evolutionists, the judgments of their performance on the battlefield could be resolved in an instant by the computational power of the three goddesses.

After all, how much merit corresponds to how many merit points is already clearly defined, and there’s no need for subjective judgments.

But Lin Yuan?

Lin Yuan’s performance was too dazzling; it could even be said that without Lin Yuan, the course of this large-scale war would have been entirely different.

The judgment of Lin Yuan’s performance had to be extremely cautious, even relying on subjective reviews by nine supreme beings.

Time elapsed.

Half an hour quickly passed by.

The voice of the Goddess of Wisdom once again echoed by Lin Yuan’s ear.

“Respected grand War Commander of large-scale war – Ninth-tier Citizen Scholar Yuan, based on your performance in the battlefield, the final judgment is as follows…”

“Killing count of alien Eleventh Ranks…. Obtained…”

“Leading the first large-scale war victory… Obtained…”

“Occupying the victory altar for a century… Obtained…”

…

After about forty to fifty items of judgment by the Goddess of Wisdom, Lin Yuan finally heard the total number of merit points he had earned.

“After judgment, Scholar Yuan has earned a total of 2,162 billion, 345 million merit points in this war.”

“Over two hundred billion merit points?” Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow; this amount of merit points exceeded his expectations.

Initially, Lin Yuan estimated that the merit points he earned would be at least fifty billion, but the upper limit might only be one hundred billion, and about over two hundred billion merit points?

Lin Yuan was slightly surprised.

“It must have included additional merits in the judgment,” thought Lin Yuan.

In the large-scale battlefield, Lin Yuan’s performance was definitely not limited to just slaying tens of thousands of Eleventh Rank aliens and leading the human civilization to ultimate victory, among other merits.

It also had a special deterrent effect.

At least for other peak race groups’ Eleventh Rank powerhouses, including the strongest Eleventh Ranks, all were left with severe psychological shadows by Lin Yuan.