Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 218: Have Their Own Breakthroughs

"Polidon."

Ulyman's voice echoed in the hall as if it was coming from below the abyss. His voice rose and fell, and the first word seemed to be thick, but at the last word, it turned sharp and pierced into the ears of the High Priest like a sharp knife, causing Polidon to tremble slightly.

The Saber Demon King's voice was naturally not a good one, and his unpredictable voice also hinted at his strength from a certain level. Ulyman's saber was just like his voice, its momentum unpredictable. The Kings of the Saber Demons were all killed from the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood, and Ulyman was no exception. Even though he rarely fought anymore, Saber Demons like Polidon, who had lived long enough, still remembered Ulyman's posture of slaughtering his way to the throne.

In Polidon's memory, Ulyman last attacked 20 years ago. At that time, the federal army attempted to launch a strategic strike from outer space directly above the abyss of the furnace with an interstellar airship as a positioning system, but ulyman was given a knife to detonate the entire starship, causing the federation's ambush plan to go bankrupt. Afterwards, he didn't dare to recklessly use such risky tactics.

After that battle, the Union army changed their strategy. The main goal was to gradually devour and uproot the tribe and consume the power of the Saber Demon. Thus gradually tightening the encirclement, ultimately leaving Ulyman without soldiers. At that time, the top experts of the human race would fight to completely annihilate the Demon King and the Saber Demon.

The plan took a long time, but over the years. The human army gradually went deeper and deeper into the Alex Plains, locking down the ten Saber Fiends. Once he broke through the center of the blazing earth, he would be able to enter the abyss of the furnace in the near future. Many soldiers and generals of the Saber Demon Tribe had also fallen. Now, the ten tribes had faintly reached the point where they had to merge. It could be seen that the Federation's long-term plan had already begun to bear fruit. Otherwise, Ulyman would not need to activate the decapitation order again. This was a helpless move that had already caused severe losses to the ten troops.

All of this flashed through Polidon's mind. As one of the few brains among the Saber Demons, he quickly pondered over Ulyman's intention to see him this time. It had nothing to do with the Federation Army. After all, Blood Blade Azik had already taken on the heavy responsibility. Ulyman was not foolish enough to change generals on an ad hoc basis. So, there must be something else.

Moreover, this matter did not seem to be simple. Otherwise, there was no need for him to be called over as the High Priest.

"Brave Ulyman, listen to your summons. I'm here." Polidon said in a deep voice.

"My friend, this winter has been hard for everyone." Ulyman did not turn his head. He continued to face the void that occasionally spat out abyss flames. The flames dragged his figure long and thick, and the shadows shrouded Polidon's body.

Polidon raised his head and said, "If you are worried about the Union army, Azik is impulsive and brainless, but his martial power is second only to yours. With him in charge, not to mention Lie at the heart of the earth, I think it will take a lot of effort for humans to break through Hurricane Canyon."

"No, wise Polidon, I'm not worried about humans." "There have been some rumors in our army lately, and although I don't think that's true, we still need to be wary," Ulrich said as he sharpened his saber.

"What kind of rumors have alerted you?" Boridon asked in surprise.

"It's about the Blade of Calamity "

Boridon's mind suddenly went blank. After a moment, he shrieked, "Impossible. That Blade of Calamity no longer exists. The most recent record of it was a thousand years ago. How could there be such a rumor in the army all of a sudden?"

Ulyman remained silent for a few minutes before he said, "Calm down. There is no real evidence that the Blade of Calamity has reappeared."

"I... I lost my composure." Boridon lowered his head and calmed down. "Then what is the rumor about this Blade of Calamity?"

"Not long ago, we were attacked at a military station on the Alex Plains. A captain was killed. According to the description of the escaped soldier, the captain seemed to have died under the Blade of Calamity. Judging from the soldier's description, the death was indeed caused by the Blade of Calamity, but its power was too weak, which was a far cry from the Blade of Calamity." "But it has had a very bad effect in the army," Ulyman said. "Everyone is afraid of the Blade of Calamity reappearing. We have to do something, or our soldiers will collapse without waiting for the humans to attack."

"What do you need me to do?" Boridon asked.

Ulyman said in a low voice, "Is it almost time for the sacrifice?" Prepare the sacrifice and send a message to the guardians of the Sacred Remains, telling them about the Blade of Calamity. If they were to interfere, it would be best to hand over the trolls. Perhaps this news isn't entirely bad for us. If we get the troll army, we can consider organizing a counterattack. Take advantage of the humans' inability to stand firm on Alex and drive them back to the other side of the Alexandria Mountains in one fell swoop. "

Boridon nodded and finally asked, "I wonder what the character of that fellow who might possess the Blade of Calamity is, so I can tell the guardians."

"It's said to be a human scout. He's not very old. Oh, his hair is white. It's very rare."

The silver hair emitted a dim Origin Energy radiance. Occasionally, sporadic orange-colored light would be emitted from the tip of the hair. They floated up into the air like fireflies, and finally, they lit up slightly and completely disappeared into the air. As Alan took a deep breath, the radiance from his body retracted into his body. He opened his eyes, and a circular pattern of light flashed through his bright red pupils.

At the same time as he finished refining his Origin Energy today, Alan had successfully broken through to the next level.

With a level of 14, he would reach the minimum requirement for a second lieutenant in the Federation Army as long as he was promoted by another level. After forming another gene loop, he successfully activated another ability: the Fire Path.

The fire path allowed Allen to retain a portion of his power in space while attacking, leaving behind a path of fire along the path of the attack. The fire path can stay for one minute. This ability is linked to combustion and has the high temperature characteristics of combustion. Once the flame advanced, the temperature of the fire path would also rise. At present, the most important function of the fire path was to restrict the opponent's movement space and to interfere with it.

However, this ability could be upgraded. After the path of fire, there were two levels: the Road of Beacon Fire and the Grand Dao of Annihilation.

After arriving at Nether Realm, under the stimulation of the flames of war, Allen's Origin Energy increased much faster than in the relatively calm environment of Babylon. More importantly, it was the accumulation of experience, which was even higher than the Origin Energy. Welik and the others weren't slow either. After Running Run arrived at Thunder Fire Base, they each advanced to the next level. Bloy had an additional ability to roar, and Wilick had a new ability to punch. The final ability of Lucy's freshman was flexibility.

Bloy's roar could strike the nerve centers of multiple targets in a wide range, causing them to stun for a short period of time; Wilick's fierce attack would produce multiple hidden forces during the attack, fiercely attacking the target and increasing his explosive power. Lucy's flexibility is not a combat skill, but it can greatly increase her body's flexibility, muscle flexibility, nerve reflexes, and so on, thus increasing her athletic ability.

The few of them had their own gains, but if they wanted to apply their new abilities to actual combat, they would need some time to practice.

Early that morning, Alan brought Qianjun to the base's driving range to train. It was already the end of December. Alan had been doing the most basic training for almost a month since arriving at the base. Qian Jun's movements in his hands were all basic skills of slashing, stabbing, and provoking. However, every movement was repeated a thousand times or more, and after endless tempering, Allen was able to use them with ease.

The saber slashed out, starting from where it started and ending from where it ended. Not much, not a little. Only by using Qianjun would Allen be confident that he would be able to use it in real combat. However, there was still a long way to go before Melinda said that she understood Qianjun's artifact nature. Thinking of how Windsor Belo had used only three days to reach the point where she could control Qianjun, Allen roughly knew the difference between him and his teacher.

In the training ground, Alan made a simple slash. Qianjun struck, wind and lightning surging in the dark, and the saber's momentum was dense and dense, giving off the aura of the three armies resisting change. Alan was satisfied, but he still had a long way to go before he could reach the realm that Gao Lei and the others had said that all armies were invincible.

Alan believed that since Melinda had given Qianjun to him, she believed that one day she would be able to reach that level.

All it takes is time.

Alan was still young, and the last thing he needed was time.

"Alan!" At the entrance of the driving range, a figure was waving his hand forcefully.

It's Lucy.

Alan carried Qianjun forward. Qianjun was too heavy, and he couldn't find a suitable scabbard even after searching the warehouse of the base. The sheath made of ordinary materials was pressed by it and immediately deformed and ruptured. Alan was so tired that he could only carry it around, but before he could make a scabbard out of suitable materials, he could only do so.

Lucy had turned her hair into a tall ponytail, wearing a light blue overalls, with screwdrivers and other gadgets in her coat pocket, and she didn't look like a royal lady at all. She excitedly pulled Ellen to the production workshop of the arsenal and said, "Come on, my Frozen Silver Fierce Frost Bullet is almost ready. But to melt the Six Yang Snow Crystal, the furnace in the workshop can't reach the temperature I want. I think I can only ask you for help."

Allen smiled and said, "The furnace used in the workshop can reach at least 10,000 degrees. This is not even up to the standard you want, let alone mine."

'"It's not just the temperature. The structure of the Six Yang Snow Crystal is very special. It needs to be heated by a thousand degrees flame in an instant before it can melt and decompose. The temperature of the furnace is too high, but it will take a little time to reach the temperature I want. It won't be able to reach an instant high temperature at all." "But you're different," Lucy blinked. "Your burning just fixes that. I'm not looking for you."

"So I'm the humanoid heater for the eldest young miss."

"Are you honored?"

"If you gave me a starship, I would feel even more honored."

"Easy. You beat my old man to the ground. There's no need for him to use a fleet as a dowry."

" I'd better temporarily act as a humanoid heater."

"Young man, show some courage!"

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