Chapter 77 Cruelty of war

Back in the Forgist trail, it has almost been a whole day in the outside world and Nightin has finally managed to accomplish his goal. In total, he crafted ten thousand of the starborn shields and a hundred of the reborn shield, while stepping into the ninth grade Forgist realm as well.

When Nightin tried to progress further however, he realised that the shields didn't pose any difficult at all and that his proficiency bar was locked and of a dull grey.

"System, why isn't my proficiency improving anymore?" Nightin asked the system within his mind after he finished all his products, he was expecting at least a slight increase.

"Collecting data... Analysing data... Report has been done!" The system began to generate data and compile them together for Nightin.

"The reason for the host being unable to improve any further in the Forgist path, is because you've stepped onto the path of a Diviner."

"In order to progress further on the Forgist path, you would have to ensure that all other professions are of the ninth grade as well."

Nightin sucked in a cold breath of air when he heard this, all nine professions are to be balanced? Even with the system's, it still took him close to three years time to progress two stages.

Even though he doesn't know about what's going on outside, he could roughly sense and estimate the flow of time.

It was at that moment which he realised just how much pain and effort those profession masters had went through, in order to attain the status and capabilities they have today.

Nightin continued the test as the other eight Overlords sat around the round table in shock, he was going to challenge to become a Diviner.

With just this guts and courage alone, he had already earned their recognition. The path of a Diviner wasn't a simple one and it was one which even they fear, all of them were people who had once stepped onto one of the nine paths, they themselves know just how difficult it is for one to grasp a concept.

Furthermore, a Diviner had to merge all the concepts together while having the flexibility to change between them at any time.

All the Overlords at this time had silently agreed to one thing, the birth of a Diviner who's bound to surpass them and step into the legendary realm, where god might be at...

At this point of time, Alexander and Abby were in their last war before heading towards the gathering place, they were up against a whole city protected by a early stage Martial King. This was the closest city closet to the Emperor city as well, giving them ample time to travel there after this war.

Alexander at this time was however giving off the aura of a ruler, he was already at the middle stage Martial King realm while Abby who has been in countless wars also progressed rapidly and advanced into the middle stage Martial Lord realm.

Throughout the year which they've spent leading the Azure Dragon army, they progressed rapidly in terms of their cultivation, but what changed most about them was something else. They had maturity beyond their age, they were able to lead their army into danger without anyone feeling fear, they were alert and smart enough after seeing the cruelty of this world.

Alexander summoned his scroll as it opened up and flapped along with the winds, going back and forth like a wave as it glowed with blood red light, its glow bright enough to get everyone's attention fixated to it.

When every soldier saw the scroll appear in the battlefield, the feeling of fear struck the deepest of their soul, their body was shaking uncontrollably and all they wanted, was to return back to their loved ones. If it was bound to be a losing battle, they would rather live in poverty and live a normal life with their family, there wasn't any point in throwing their lives away.

"City lord of the Hans, are you willing to surrender and spill out the beans about the crimes you've committed!" Alexander shouted as he asked the city lord who was standing atop his city walls.

Alexander wasn't one to wage wars easily, the reason he even initiated this war was because of the misdeeds this city has done, he was a puppet to the evil path and he was ruthless enough to place a slave mark on each of his soldiers.

The soldiers was innocent, but the city lord wasn't, he deserves death for the thousands of lives he has taken for his own selfishness, he was sacrificing the lives of others in exchange of faster cultivation speed, he was a living prisoner who should already be condemned to death since the start.

The City lord however didn't show any signs of fear and instead broke out in laughter, the coldness within his quivering voice sent chills down all his civilians and soldiers spine "That's right, the evil path is bound to take the world by storm this time!"

Right after he said this, purple energy started to rush out of his body before coiling themselves around him, forming the image of a venomous snake with two razor sharp fangs, it may only be a energy projection, but it felt way too surreal to them.

"Evil snake path, venom spit!"

The snake opened up its mouth as it started to charge energy with a call from the city lord, all the surrounding spirit energy were starting to flow into it and the soldiers and civilians could feel a small fraction of their life force flowing into it.

The nearby trees and plants which were brimming with life, were now nothing but withered plants without any signs of life.

The whole area was void of signs of life as the civilians all started to cry out. They were scared of this untold and unexpected phenomenon, they didn't want to have their lifespan shorten when it was already a mere hundred years only.

"Mum, there's a monster there! I'm... Scared..." A young girl cried out as she hugged her only mother, filth and dirt was on her face as tears and snot started to flow down. If it was under normal circumstances, there would always be that one or two kind souls who would be caring about her, but no one was willing to even pay attention to the pitiful young girl in times of war.

"What the hell is that monster! Run for your life guys!" One young man who was still able to keep a small part of his mind sane cried out as he started to escape towards the back gates. The back gates were their only means of escape right now, the back gates were usually blocked off by those soldiers, but the soldiers right now were different.

From the moment the city lord summoned out the snake behind him, he had already lost control of the power totally, he was now the catalyst of the snake within his body, the only thing about him that still exists is his plump body which had turned slender.

He had long yellow hair which were of a light shade, he had the looks of a man which can even outshine the top beauties, he had the aura of one who you would turn to in times of need, this was excluding those who had once been under his rule due to what happened.

He may seem gentle, but everyone here know that he's a ruthless killing maniac whose body and soul is soaked with innocent blood, his extremely faint red skin and crimson red pupils added to his seduction as he smiled as the whole scene right now.

This loud cry of his was soft amidst the chaos, but some who heard it immediately followed suit and this triggered a chain reaction as they started to escape.

Soon, a huge crowd of people could be seen running towards the back gates, all of them only had the same thought in mind and that was to escape from this chaos.

Everyone was in disorder and all that could be heard was muffled screaming, the elderly were being pushed to the ground and there was nobody to help them, children were seperated from their parents and even the strong men were fighting among themselves.

The strong tramples on the weak, this saying was being proven right before their eyes, Alexander and Abby including their soldiers all wanted to help, but realised that they were powerless against the situation.

They had a powerful foe to face off against right now and the only way they could prevent this chaos, would be to defeat the one standing before them, clad in a purple aura with a slithery snake behind him.

Just him standing there alone was giving off enough pressure, every civilian and soldier found it hard to breathe, it was as though as if their hearts were already in others hands, one crush and all signs of life would be gone from them. This wasn't all, they could feel their life force being sapped away by a mysterious force, if this were to keep up, the elderly would soon start dying.

Alexander changed his scroll into a heavy sword as he circulated all the spirit energy within his body, all of them were being charged into his arm and infused into his sword, his scroll who had transformed into a sword could feel its master burning rage as it strived to absorb all the given energy.