[Hint: Due to Abe Akaya’s dimensional level rising to Level 27, the affiliated vampire clan has received an additional 800% boost to their basic attributes (this boost only counts for attributes gained through academic disciplines and bloodline skills).]
Fang Heng glanced at the hint.
With the dimensional level increased to Level 26, the attribute growth per level jumped to 800%. After reaching Level 27, the dimensional energy absorbed from the advanced game world of the Holy Court had been completely exhausted.
Without further access to dimensional cores, it seemed that Abe Akaya’s dimensional level increase would come to a temporary halt.
“Your Majesty.”
Prince Carl and the others completed the operation of the magic array and awaited Fang Heng’s next instruction.
“Mm, thank you. Well done,” Fang Heng replied as he slowly stood up.
Although there were some issues with his sea of consciousness, the impact was not significant. He had tested it; as long as he did not stimulate his mental strength on a large scale, he would not suffer any backlash.
He was not in a rush to address that.While the pursuers from the Holy Realm were still trapped, he needed to resolve the lingering issues in the World of Forests first.
Lifting his head, Fang Heng said, “Let’s go back and take a look.”
“Yes!”
…
World of Forests.
Outer World.
The Soul tribe, led by Tippy, was coordinating with the Federation and the Duke of the vampires Bellamy’s team to launch an attack on the Root tribe’s habitat.
Their abilities to deal with the black fog were quite limited. Even with the Root tribe’s Great Elder and the demonic seed not participating in the battle, simply confronting the black fog surrounding the Root tribe’s habitat was proving to be a headache for them.
Tippy felt increasingly anxious.
They had been unable to break the deadlock in the battle. Furthermore, there had been no news from Fang Heng, and she had no idea what the situation was like on his end.
Suddenly, Tippy noticed some commotion in the rear of the team.
It was Fang Heng!
Fang Heng had returned!
Seeing Fang Heng approaching with the vampires from the periphery to join the fight, Tippy’s heart stirred, and she hurried forward to ask, “Fang Heng, is everything alright?”
Fang Heng gave Tippy an OK gesture.
“Everything is going smoothly.”
Tippy felt a flicker of hope and asked, “What about the demonic seed Shaluba?”
“It has already been sealed. He will be taken out of this world,” Fang Heng replied, shrugging his shoulders. “Don’t worry; he won’t be showing up again.”
“Really?”
Tippy’s eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Was it really that simple?
Unlike her premonition of a prolonged battle that would consume a lot of time, resources, and manpower, Fang Heng had just gone to the Inner World for a while and resolved the issue upon his return.
It was hard not to feel skeptical…
Tippy looked at Fang Heng and asked, “Are you sure? This is a serious matter.”
“Of course, I’m certain. If you’re not convinced, I can take you to see for yourself later.”
As Fang Heng spoke, he flipped his wrist and switched to his sacred form, a great holy sword appearing in his hand.
“Let’s clear out the Root tribe’s outer encampment first.”
As he spoke, Fang Heng headed toward the Root tribe’s camp, swinging his great holy sword.
Although the sea of consciousness was suffering from some unknown backlash effects, ordinary combat wasn’t affected. As long as he didn’t exert his mental strength to the fullest, he was fine.
With his powerful attributes, every swing of the great sword sent forth a rapidly expanding holy ripple.
The spreading holy ripple quickly purified the black fog aura in the Root tribe’s habitat.
In the blink of an eye, the pollution in the entire Root tribe’s habitat decreased at a visibly rapid pace.
The guards of the Root tribe, who had relied on the black fog as a barrier to resist external invaders, found their last line of defense rapidly dissipating with Fang Heng joining the battlefield.
“Let’s go! We need to keep up!”
Seeing the opportunity, Tippy and Duke Bellamy immediately rallied their people to attack, joining the front lines to accelerate the elimination of the remaining Root tribe forces.
After clearing away most of the black fog, Fang Heng summoned a batch of zombie clones to thoroughly scour the Root tribe’s habitat.
He no longer had much need for other items.
Ideally, he would find some Nature’s Heart Crystals and abyssal magic stones, which were required to construct the hell magic array.
As the offensive reached a temporary lull, Tippy approached Fang Heng again. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, “Fang Heng, can we go to the Inner World as soon as possible?”
Fang Heng understood that Tippy still had doubts about whether the demonic seed had been dealt with. He nodded and replied, “Of course. Let’s go right now.”
…
Through Abe Akaya’s strength, they once again entered the Inner World.
Tippy furrowed her brow.
The Inner World was now shrouded in thick black fog. The aura of pollution was gradually causing the plants that had thrived here for millions of years to wither and die.
Looking up, she saw the Root tribe’s camp undergoing a thorough cleansing by the elite vampire teams led by the Vampire Kings.
Upon seeing Fang Heng arrive, Prince Carl flew over from a distance, kneeling on one knee to report, “Your Majesty, we have cleared the Root tribe’s camp. However, some Soul tribe guards are hiding in the underground areas and still putting up resistance. We discovered seedlings of the sacred tree cultivated by the Root tribe there. To ensure their safety, we estimate it will take some time to deal with everything.”
[Hint: Current bloodline prosperity of the Root tribe: 9.55% (Under the current conditions, without special influences, the bloodline prosperity will gradually decrease).]
Seeing the game hint pop up, Fang Heng nodded with satisfaction.
“Let’s go inside the camp and take a look.”
Fang Heng followed everyone into the magic array area within the Root tribe’s camp.
The black fog continued to seep from one stone pillar after another.
“Your Majesty, as per your instructions, we were especially careful when clearing the camp and did not disturb these stone pillars.”
“Well done.”
Fang Heng stopped and faced the remaining magic array in the camp, slowly extending his arms.
“Whoosh!”
The magic array in Fang Heng’s right eye spun rapidly!
The stone pillars in the camp were affected, gradually ceasing their operation.
The black mist stopped emanating from the stone pillars.
“Keep an eye on these pillars; I still have use for them.”
“Understood! Your Majesty!”
With the source of the black fog halted, the concentration of pollution fog in the Inner World would gradually decrease over time.
Of course, if Fang Heng wished, he could use holy attributes to accelerate this process.
However, it didn’t seem necessary.
Tippy had been following closely behind Fang Heng, feeling uneasy as she observed the situation in the Root tribe’s camp.
She believed Fang Heng was likely telling the truth.
The demonic seed Shaluba had probably left.
Yet, she still felt unsettled.
What if Shaluba returned at some point?
Additionally, she had not seen the Root tribe’s Great Elder, Geoffrey, and there was not a single guard from the Root tribe in sight.
“What about Geoffrey?”
“He’s dead.”
Tippy’s heart jolted, and she abruptly turned to Fang Heng, “Did you do it?”
“Mm.”
“Then what about Shaluba?”
“It has been sealed. If everything goes smoothly, it will be taken to the Holy Realm.”
“The Holy Realm?”
Tippy raised an eyebrow, revealing a thoughtful expression.
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