Chapter 470 - 185: The Mortal Realm is the Regular Army

Chapter 470: Chapter 185: The Mortal Realm is the Regular Army

’There still aren’t enough Ghost Stones.’

...

He took stock of the Mortal Realm’s remaining Ghost Stones.

Upgrading to a Level 10 City Wall had consumed 8.5 billion Ghost Stones and 850,000 Monkey Head Fruits.

Now...

The Mortal Realm only had 9.9 billion Ghost Stones and 780,000 Monkey Head Fruits left.

It would be impossible to completely take over the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line and the No. 7 Defense Line and upgrade them both to Level 10.

However, he could take over the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line first.

He could use it as a secondary, backup defense line, building the Mortal Realm’s own Mortal Realm Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line in front of it. He wouldn’t aim for Max Level; Level 7 or 8 would be perfectly fine.

That would be more than enough to handle any Ghost Tides that sneak through.

Then, he could take over the No. 7 Defense Line.

"There’s still not enough time," Chen Fan said with a hint of regret. ’It would be great if I had another five years of stable development.’

All the Ghost Stones on the New Continent, the Ancient Battlefield, had been completely mined. The ones they were digging up now were all from the natural, open-pit Ghost Ore mines formed by Ruling the World.

...

The night grew deep.

The rainy season had arrived.

Just as they had last year, the various factions from the Guanxi Plain arrived to offer their support. However, when they reached the Jiangbei Defense Line and saw the 200-meter-high City Wall before them, they all fell silent where they stood.

They were speechless for a long time.

’This year... feels a little... too safe.’

BOOM!!

A sudden clap of thunder exploded overhead.

It marked the true beginning of the rainy season. When the first creature from the Ghost Tide charged out of the sea and onto land, its eyes filled with savagery, it suddenly froze in place. Then, with great difficulty, its head tilted back, and back, and kept tilting back.

Only then did it finally see the top of the defense line, which seemed to be in the heavens.

A sliver of clarity suddenly appeared in its once-savage eyes.

It looked back blankly at the Great Ghost behind it, which was roaring orders, a flicker of confusion and bewilderment in its gaze.

’It was as if to say, ’You want us to charge and destroy *that* defense line?’’

’Us?’

’Really? *Us*?’

...

"Not scared this year?"

In Section 1 of the Jiangbei Defense Line’s West wing, a Mortal Realm member on duty—the same one as last year—looked at the extremely excited disciple from the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land beside him. The two of them were once again responsible for this section of the line.

"Not scared anymore."

The disciple from the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land grinned from ear to ear. "I really don’t know what there is to be afraid of this year. Even if this became the frontline, I don’t think it would be a problem."

"Heh."

The Mortal Realm member laughed as well. ’Maybe it’s time to think about getting married and having kids. The way things are now, a child could actually survive.’

...

Under the cover of night, a convoy of High-speed Rail trains departed from the Mortal Realm. They traveled along the elevated Sky Rails, passed through the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line, and headed straight for the Western Eternal Night Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline.

’In the past, he would never have dared to send these strategic supplies so openly.’

But now—

’To hell with it.’

’If you’ve got the balls, come and get me.’

As Chen Fan stood on the Jiangbei Defense Line, admiring his Level 10 defenses, the voice of an old man suddenly echoed from the Mother and Child Stone he carried.

"Domain Lord Chen, I am the director of the Western Eternal Night Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline."

"Hm?"

’Chen Fan’s brow twitched. He recognized the man’s voice. Over half a year ago, when he’d visited the Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline, this man had given him a tour and explained a few things. But wasn’t he the second-in-command?’

’The person in charge was a woman.’

"Sister Chan is dead. The Ghost Tide attacked. The Great Ghost leading the charge provoked her, and when Sister Chan went onto the City Wall to answer, she was struck by a sneak attack."

"I am now taking over the Western Eternal Night Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline, serving as its temporary director."

The voice on the other end of the Mother and Child Stone paused for a moment

before speaking again.

"On behalf of everyone at the Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline, I thank the Mortal Realm for supplying the Soul-Devouring Sculptures. I’m sure that selling them for 100,000 Ghost Stones apiece means the Mortal Realm is taking a loss."

"We are truly grateful."

"But..."

"We caught a traitor, but unfortunately, he had already leaked information to the Ghost Race. They may try to sneak across to West Desolate Island. I apologize."

The connection ended.

...

’Chen Fan rubbed his nose. One hundred thousand a piece... actually, he’d made quite a tidy profit.’

’After all, the production cost was incredibly low.’

’Just a few thousand Ghost Stones per sculpture.’

’Of course, he hadn’t actually set the price too high. After all, for a structure that reduced Ammunition Consumption by 40%, would 500,000 Ghost Stones have been too expensive? Especially for the frontline.’

’That wasn’t important, though.’

’What was important... was that Sister Chan was dead?’

His brow furrowed slightly. He vaguely remembered her—the woman with the remarkably bold personality from his first arrival at the Xuanwu No. 1 Frontline. ’Hasn’t the rainy season just started?’

’A Great Ghost provoked her...’

"Sigh."

He let out a soft sigh. ’That’s just her fate, I suppose.’

’First, I need to go reinforce the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line. The Ghost Tide might try to sneak through, so I’d better get ready.’

’The Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line is very short.’

’Only 27 kilometers long.’

’It won’t consume too many resources.’

He glanced down again at the horde of Ghosts from the tide, hopping and skipping below the Jiangbei Defense Line. Even when they rode the surging waves, they couldn’t get anywhere near the top of the City Wall. He didn’t even need to have the Godslaying Cannons open fire.

’Just let them keep climbing.’

’They could climb for weeks and still not reach the top of the wall.’

’Two hundred meters high. What a joke. These Ghosts couldn’t climb that in a lifetime.’

Immediately after, a convoy of Mortal Realm High-speed Rail trains, laden with supplies, drove into the Jiangbei Wilderness under the cover of night. They sped toward the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line, ready to take it over.

...

"Everyone, get ready."

The commander of the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line nervously patrolled the top of the wall. This was his second year as director. Even though they were an inland defense line, safe from the Ghost Tide’s direct assault...

...the brutal fighting from last year had still left a deep impression on him.