Global Era of Star trekking Chapter 1811 - 882: Prelude to Apotheosis

Previously on Global Era of Star trekking...

The Thirty-Six-winged Holy Angel unleashed "Holy Light·Forbidden Ring," encircling the fleeing Evil Ability Phantom with endless golden rings that stagnated its escape amid erupting evil fires. As Yan Hou's shadow aggregation attempted to retreat into the Alien Race Army, the Profound Yellow Red Yu fired a chilling Order White Light, penetrating its spiritual barriers and body despite sacrificial shields from alien soldiers, though a seven-colored rule barrier diminished the attack's fatal impact. Several days later, the Alien Race Army fully retreated from Human Emperor City, securing a defensive victory for humanity, while Yan Hou, Evil Eyes, and the Chaos Giant Elephant regrouped at their distant base, seething with fury and plotting to summon additional legions from other races for a renewed assault.

Yan Hou's icy tone resounded across the hastily built extraterrestrial outpost, brimming with fury and bitterness.

From nearby, the Chaos Giant Elephant, radiating fierce oppressive aura, bellowed out:

"Crushing bones and scattering ashes? Yan Hou, your rage has blinded your judgment."

"That city... and that warship, their danger surpasses our expectations, rashly calling in extra forces will merely draw more covetous eyes, possibly even... from the 'higher order.' Once that happens, even after capturing Human Emperor City, how do we divide the rewards? Can we hold onto our dominance?"

The Evil Ability Phantom known as "Evil Eyes" had eerie green fires dancing erratically on its fingers, whispering with a hiss:

"The elephant speaks true, that 'Order Light'... I sense it carries a horrifying suppression against our very essence. In the next clash, after Blade's true demise, we could be its following victims, we require not only additional soldiers, but... a means to completely counter such a danger."

Yan Hou panted roughly, the shadowy power encircling him surging wildly.

Despite its wrath, the Chaos Giant Elephant grasped the worries voiced by Yan Hou and Evil Eyes, as Eleventh Rank Myth beings formed the backbone of their kind, should one perish here, even with Human Emperor City's eventual fall, its species could lag in the later allocation of gains, or worse, get swallowed by rival alien factions observing from afar.

"So, what do you propose we do?" Yan Hou snarled deeply, his voice rippling through the void with a low buzz.

"Abandon it all? The 'Original Torch Seed' Chaos Wonders held by the Torch Human Clan, surely you're not oblivious to its value."

"Securing it alone offers our shot at touching the Twelfth Rank realm!"

"Abandon? Never." Evil Eyes replied steadily.

"We require a 'key'... or perhaps... a 'shield'."

"Make it plain!" Yan Hou demanded, irritation sharpening his words.

"I recall, beneath the 'Primordial Mother Queen' of the 'Corrosive Light Worm Swarm' lies a unique division of troops, experts in consuming and mimicking diverse energies, including... laws themselves."

Evil Eyes continued deliberately: "Should we convince them to join, their ability might briefly absorb or duplicate elements of the 'Order Light's power."

The Chaos Giant Elephant issued a doubtful rumble:

"Those bugs? Their greed knows no bounds, hungrier than the Chaotic Abyss itself, what price do we pay to summon them?"

"Price?"

A sinister grin echoed in Evil Eyes' psychic transmission.

"The price involves, post the breaching of Human Emperor City, handing over a tenth of the city's inhabitants and a tenth of the Torch Civilization's 'Civilization Origin' for their feasting first. And we..." Its consciousness glanced toward the Giant Elephant and Yan Hou.

"We claim our prime desires—a secure way to obliterate that warship, and... an even split of that Chaos Wonders."

"A tenth? Do those vile worms merit such?"

"Against the peril of total ruin and empty hands, this toll proves bearable."

Evil Eyes reasoned coolly.

The Chaos Giant Elephant appeared swayed by Evil Eyes' logic.

After a short hush, Yan Hou broke the quiet.

"Agreed!"

With a superior option available, hauling in yet another partner force held no appeal, considering there's just one 'Original Torch Seed', and fewer sharers among the survivors boost their odds of unlocking the Twelfth Rank route.

Noting their consensus, Evil Eyes promptly added:

"I'll reach out directly to the 'Predator Emperor Insect' from the Corrosive Light Insect Clan, as it and I share past 'dealings.'"

The spiritual forms of the Chaos Giant Elephant and Yan Hou pulled back faintly, signaling consent:

"Meanwhile, we'll halt the offensive, rally our forces anew, dispatch minor squads for ongoing raids, denying them any respite, wearing down their vigilance, all while awaiting our 'visitors'..."

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Within Human Emperor City, the triumphant shouts faded swiftly.

Along the walls, scars of burns and fissures abounded, while repair beams of energy, resembling silver threads, interlaced to heal the scars of combat.

In the main plaza before the Human Emperor Hall, a fleet of battered starships rested, with mechanical limbs toiling in repairs, the air thick with exhaustion and tension.

Hovering over the metropolis, Jiang Yuan, Ji Heng, Wilson (master of the Thirty-Six-winged Holy Angel), and the Star Universe Azure Dragon convened, yet the mood stayed tense.

Soon after, as the remaining three Mythical Enslaved Creatures (Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, Mythical Asura, Planet Devourer) joined, the top-level council convened without delay.

"Their pullback felt far too effortless." Jiang Yuan's forehead creased as he eyed the withdrawing alien blips on the stellar map, a hint of disquiet in his gaze.

"Three Eleventh Rank Myths, repelled yet not truly crippled, particularly that Shadow Aggregation, surviving an Order Light blast only to escape gravely wounded, its power defies measurement."

Ji Heng's expression darkened too, his tone grave:

"The 'Order Light' holds just two more immediate activations, if they strike back, expect they've prepared defenses, the coming battle may not end so neatly."

"The Holy Angel's Holy Light Power is severely depleted, requiring time to rebuild its sacred reserves." Wilson's words carried a faint weariness.

The Immortal Qin Star Universe Azure Dragon unleashed a resonant dragon cry.

All present knew the recent win stemmed from shock tactics and heavy losses, bordering on a hollow triumph, with the foes' withdrawal resembling a strategic pause.

Right then, Li Qing, hauling his weary frame and reeking of gunpowder, stepped onto the command deck, fresh from calming the Dragon Flame Fleet's survivors, his eyes rimmed red:

"Update: patrol vessels detected several minor alien packs lurking near our city's edges, launching repeated jabs at our recon outposts and power nodes. They're persistent like pests, impossible to shake off or eradicate."