Chapter 1380 - 22: Return (Part 2)

Tiered Battle Ground, Frontline Command Post.

"So, during the last round of the demon plague, about over a hundred thousand Peak Level 8 Demon Tribe members broke out from the main battle zone and entered the rear?"

Facing Fang Bai’s question, the corpse puppet nodded.

"That’s right, over a hundred thousand."

This number seems rather extensive, yet considering the spew rate of the Demon Realm’s Gate, merely over a hundred thousand Demon Tribe members isn’t too terrifying.

In fact, after each large-scale demon plague, there are always some stragglers running amok in the tiered battlefield, with skills that vary widely and are peculiar. The escape of a few Demon Fiends is not worth mentioning.

For such matters, Yanjing has a proper handling method.

"Notify the Oath Taker, have Lin Que make a move. After all, my grandnephew has been Sequence Number 1 for numerous terms..."

Fang Bai casually retorted, and the corpse puppet also flashed a smile.

In the circumstance where neither Wen Yu nor Tang Haofei participated in the Sequence Member-Ranking Battle, Lin Que occupying the Sequence Number 1 position for over three decades seems logically inevitable.

However, one matter makes the current Fang Bai exceptionally worried—his grandnephew and his son are just like monks, one knows only to grow more powerful, and the other only knows work, with the fourth generation of the Lin Family yet to be in sight.

Given that the lifespan of professionists is uncertain... the notion of having offspring isn’t necessarily urgent.

In truth, in these thirty-five years, aside from Arthur and Qin Shiyuan having given birth to a son and daughter, there hasn’t been much romantic involvement among the senior officials in Yanjing.

"And the Independents Mutual Aid Federation, I’ll go inform Bai and let these independents handle this matter properly so they don’t cause any more unnecessary chaos."

Hearing the corpse puppet’s suggestion, Fang Bai nodded in agreement.

Ever since Wen Yu took over as the Commander-in-Chief of Yanjing, everything in this world has been progressing positively—there are no more ambitious schemers, yet instead, there exists a solid support structure for all under Yanjing’s leadership, be they Soul Puppets, professionists, or mutant beasts surrounding Wen Yu.

At this moment, Fang Bai could only sigh, Lin Haifeng pushing Wen Yu to the Yanjing Commander-in-Chief seat was truly a wise decision!

"By the way, there’s one more thing."

"What is it?"

"This..."

The corpse puppet said as it picked up the documents nearby and handed them to Fang Bai.

"The recent military operation deployment of the Demon Tribe."

"Another one of these..."

Fang Bai accepted the documents with a smile and reviewed them carefully. After a moment, he sighed deeply.

"I really don’t know where you managed to gather such detailed information from."

In the face of Fang Bai’s exclamation, the corpse puppet chuckled lightly.

"You don’t need to know that..."

...

Demon Realm.

Base Station of the 58th Special Ops Unit under the command of the Lord Demon Spirit, Captain’s Office.

"Captain, it’s me."

"Enter."

As the door opened, a savage-looking Cyclops, three meters tall, stepped into the captain’s office, scratching his head awkwardly at the figure seated opposite him.

"Captain Yu, the higher-ups want us to go to Black River Sovereign. I’ve heard that Lord Demon Spirit plans to send reinforcements to Black River Sovereign’s army."

"So, we are those reinforcements, right?"

The figure named Captain Yu rose to his feet, his 1.9-meter height seemingly fragile compared to the Cyclops, yet his aura was undiminished, if not heightened.

"Indeed!"

The Cyclops clearly trusted his captain immensely. He nodded and then shared what he had heard.

"Apparently, there’s been some conflict between Black River Sovereign’s army and Lord Legas, and he wants to use us to give Legas a lesson. After all, we are the elite of the elite..."

Once the Cyclops started talking, it was like an unstoppable torrent. Captain Yu simply waited as the Cyclops’ chatter digressed further and further, until it veered into what he had for dinner the previous night, at which point Captain Yu waved his hand.

"Alright, let’s get going."

"Yeah!"

The Cyclops nodded as Captain Yu stepped out of the room. However, as soon as he reached the door, Yu’s steps suddenly halted.

His formidable perception ability made the Yu, who was actually a carbon copy of Wen Yu, keenly aware that something seemed to have changed in the Demon Realm just now.

"What is it, Captain?"

The Cyclops’ voice came from behind. Yu hesitated briefly before shaking his head.

"It’s nothing..."

But deep in his heart, Yu used the sensory connection between carbon copies to send intelligence back to Wen Yu, stationed in Yanjing.

"The Demon Realm has changed; the concentration of the Demon Realm’s Origin Energy has suddenly increased, the world is returning to stability, and the collapse is slowing."

Upon receiving the intelligence, Wen Yu narrowed his eyes immediately. He opened his computer, inputting the newly received intelligence. In moments, Lin Haifeng offered his speculation.

"The Dominator may be about to return."

...

Outside the Demon Realm.

The violent Origin Energy gradually subsided, and as the light was withdrawn, the lines connecting to the Demon Realm were completely reabsorbed into the Dominator’s body.

The pure white light enveloped the Dominator like a thin veil, making it seem like a demigod descent, full of majesty.

"Thank you."

Within the Demon Palace, the voice of the Demon Lord echoed from afar. In response, the Dominator merely nodded gently.

"The mission is complete, the timing... slightly ahead, but not significantly. Now that the Demon Realm is stabilized, I shall take my leave for the time being. The next time... well, if there is a next time, don’t forget to call me."

The Demon Lord paused, returning with a single word, "Certainly," then fell silent once more.

The Dominator also found no reason to linger here. Its body turned into light and vanished instantly into the distance.

...

For a Level 12, especially the strongest at its peak, the concepts of time and space seem neither mysterious nor worthy of reverence.

The endless turbulence of time and space rushed past the Dominator, and within mere seconds, it had traversed the vast distance to reach the blue planet.

With a flash of light, in an instant, the Dominator reached its palace in the Dimensional Interlayer. Breathing the air there, it seemed to be quite enjoying itself.

However, the revelry was short-lived...

The events that had transpired since its departure all flooded into its mind at once.

Tang Haofei was defeated by Wen Yu, Wen Yu was the demon lord’s secret child, demigods and Earth’s will had been making calculated moves, only to be suppressed by Wen Yu—these were inconsequential matters.

However, Wen Yu broke free from the control of the Celestial Gift Stone, as did Tang Haofei. These two incidents stirred a sense of frustration in the Dominator’s heart.

This frustration grew stronger, more intense, and in the end, the Dominator merely widened its eyes in anger. The next second, all the Treasure Land Protectors felt as though a bolt of Thunder struck deep within their souls.

"All of you! Get back here to see me!"