SWDnovel Chapter 39 Dimensional Reduction Attack, Village Annihilation Tragedy
Chapter 39 Dimensional Reduction Attack, Village Annihilation Tragedy
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At this moment, a large force of five or six thousand people, led by Park Il-shin, stormed out of the nearly ineffective protective barrier.
At the same time, without the protection of the barrier and the concealment of their aura, the faint life fire and yin energy on the bodies of these Korean Contract Warriors were instantly and completely exposed to the perception of the ferocious beasts outside.
"Roar—roar—roar—"
Immediately, several savage and bloodthirsty roars came from the mouths of those enormous creatures, shaking the earth.
The scene looked quite "spectacular" for a moment. After the five or six thousand people rushed out, a muscular man with a fierce look quickly volunteered to be the first to rush out, wanting to show off in front of everyone.
"Great Lord Park Il-shin! Please allow me to lead the charge and tear through these monsters' defenses! Long live Korea!"
Before being dragged into this underworld realm where everyone summons spirits, this guy was a fairly famous fitness instructor in South Korea. His muscles were so bulging they looked like blocks of iron, and with his angular Korean face, he certainly looked fierce and brave. His combat strength was indeed quite strong among ordinary contracted beings. After six years of cultivation, the ghost he contracted was a tyrannical and resentful bear spirit that could fight and withstand heavy blows. In a game, this guy would be a standard tank-type character.
At that moment, he volunteered, grabbed a flag he'd picked up from somewhere, and rushed out to "lead the charge." The group of Koreans behind him immediately erupted in deafening cheers, as if they could already see him tearing the evil spirit apart.
Park Il-shin's face also showed a satisfied and approving expression, as if he were inspecting his own army.
"Hmm, this guy is not bad. Although the contracted ghost is just an ordinary vengeful spirit of the first realm, lacking in foundation, he possesses the 'false courage' most admired by our great Korean people, making him a promising talent. After today's confrontation ends, go and recruit him into the core team. He is qualified to be a proper cannon fodder warrior under my command."
Park Il-shin looked at the burly figure rushing towards the evil one, nodded in satisfaction, and gave instructions to the person beside him.
"Yes, Lord Park, I've got it." The person next to him immediately responded respectfully, taking out a small notebook to write it down.
However, the moment he finished speaking, everyone present witnessed a scene that terrified them.
As the muscular man charged forward with the flag in hand, before he could even make any attack or defense move, a ferocious creature that looked like it had been magnified countless times and was covered in bone spurs casually raised a huge bone claw that blotted out the sky and slammed it down on his tiny figure.
"Snap—"
A muffled thud, like a fruit being smashed, was heard clearly.
In the blink of an eye, the burly South Korean man who had just been shouting that he would lead the charge for Park Il-shin, along with his proud and tyrannical bear spirit, was instantly shattered into two indistinguishable fragments of his spiritual core by a single, effortless claw strike.
His soul was scattered and his spirit was destroyed.
Before he could even let out a scream, he was killed, ending his short journey in this underworld.
"Damn it... what's going on? This monster... killed someone in one hit?"
"No way! How could this monster be so strong? I remember it had been cultivating for six years and even had defensive skills! How could it... be swatted like a fly?"
"Damn it! These things definitely can't be from the second round! Look at this aura, this oppressive feeling! This is the third batch, absolutely at the level of the third batch of town-level leaders!"
In an instant, all the previously aggressive Korean contract envoys were completely stunned by the cruel scene before them, and they stood there dumbfounded, their legs going weak.
In that instant when they were all stunned, several violent hissing sounds rang out again. The newly spawned ferocious beasts had locked onto these "ants" who dared to step out of the barrier and launched a devastating charge at them.
Despite the large number of Koreans, numbering five or six thousand, the bloody scene before them was a one-sided, predictable massacre.
Apart from a few individuals like Park Il-shin, whose cultivation was higher and whose spirits were more special, allowing them to barely withstand or evade the first wave of attacks from these ferocious demons using their various trump cards, the remaining thousands of people were as if they had been subjected to a complete dimensional reduction attack by a force several dimensions higher than themselves. They were easily torn to pieces by the claws of those ferocious demons, or swallowed whole by their gaping maws, without even spitting out bones.
In just a few breaths, thousands of people perished on the spot, their souls scattered.
Fortunately, this place wasn't too far from the slowly disappearing protective barrier of Zhenhun Village. Those Koreans who finally realized what was happening and were terrified immediately abandoned all resistance, turned around and ran back while crying and screaming, shouting "Aish!" as they rushed towards that last refuge with all their might.
"roar--"
In the end, of the entire force of five or six thousand men, only a little over four thousand managed to escape back into the barrier of Zhenhun Village after being casually crushed and trampled by those ferocious demons. Most of them were wounded and still shaken.
In other words, even before the final Soul-Suppressing Trial has officially begun, 60% of the 10,000 contracted envoys of this Soul-Suppressing Village have already perished due to various internal conflicts and reckless actions.
At that moment, as the remaining people fled back to the temporarily safe area, still shaken, they broke down on the spot and began to curse loudly.
"Damn it! How can this strongest monster in the beginner stage be so strong? We didn't even have a chance to fight back, and so many people have died!"
"Damn Park Il-shin! Is this the man you swore you'd lead us to dominate the land and achieve glory? You're a complete liar! You've killed so many of our compatriots!"
"It's completely over this time. There's no way we can kill these evil spirits. How can we possibly win this bet? We've staked everything that's left in Zhenhun Village!"
"Park Il-shin! Get out here and explain! You owe an explanation to all our fallen compatriots!"
The scene was incredibly chaotic, with everyone in a state of high spirits. Almost everyone was pointing the finger at the culprit—Park Il-shin.
They initially thought their victory against the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Nine Provinces' Naihe Road in the previous bet was due to a bug in the Netherworld's will. This second bet, they thought, would be a perfect opportunity to easily win back their glory by taking advantage of the opponent's mistake. But now? Faced with these terrifying and ferocious beings far beyond their imagination, how could they possibly win? Win by imagination?
Especially considering that this gamble involved all of the village's remaining resources, these Koreans were filled with regret and despair. After the first round of losses, their Soul-Suppressing Village's Yin resources had already been halved, and the experience gained from hunting Yin creatures had been significantly reduced, making every step difficult. If this gamble failed again, all their current boosts would be wiped out! It was tantamount to betting the last vestiges of the entire Soul-Suppressing Village's fate.
Once they lose completely, apart from the few "strong" individuals in the village who have barely reached ten years of cultivation and can pass the upcoming novice assessment without being eliminated, almost everyone else will have no hope of survival.
This is a complete and utter annihilation of the village.
That's why all the surviving Koreans present were so angry and desperate, denouncing Park Il-shin for leading them into this abyss. If it weren't for his repeated antics, how could they have ended up in such a miserable state?
At the same time, Park Il-shin, who was being angrily denounced by thousands of people, was also extremely frustrated, his face turning pale and then red.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Why would the strongest monster in the beginner stage skip the second round and jump directly to the level of the third batch of town-level leaders? Could it be that there are other soul-suppressing villages in this world that have already broken into the legendary third batch and even killed their leaders?"
His face was filled with disbelief, and he muttered to himself in a daze. Even he, a "prodigy" who possessed a fourth-realm ferocious-level contracted Yin artifact, had only barely managed to defeat the second round of bosses with the help of everyone else. And this was only achieved with the desperate assistance of other powerful individuals who possessed second-realm and third-realm ghost artifacts.
Unless someone is stronger than him, luckier than him, and obtains a legendary fifth-realm Ghost General-level or even higher-level contracted Yin artifact, and that ghost artifact is of an extremely special kind, it would be impossible to solo the boss. But in his arrogant eyes, this was almost impossible.
Judging from the initial list of hidden dragons across the entire universe released by the Will of the Underworld, taking his "elite-filled" Soul-Suppressing Village as an example, out of a village of ten thousand people, only he, Park Il-shin, could obtain a fourth-realm ferocious ghost, and there were only a dozen or so people at the third-realm vengeful ghost level. This ratio is already quite high in the entire universe. Even if the population of the entire Blue Star is much larger, the ratio distributed among each ten-thousand-person Soul-Suppressing Village shouldn't be too different.
In fact, Park Il-shin's analysis, based on his limited understanding, wasn't wrong in principle. Even if some Soul-Suppressing Villages were born with good feng shui and good luck, it wouldn't be that outrageous. So it was precisely for this reason that he made that fatal misjudgment, naively believing that the probability of an evil spirit comparable to the third leader appearing was extremely low, and that it couldn't possibly exist.
"Everyone, calm down and listen to me! Perhaps our previous judgment was indeed slightly off. Perhaps there really were a few lucky newbie villages across the entire universe that managed to reach the third wave and even kill the leader. That's why the strongest ferocious creature spawned in this battle jumped to the level of the third wave leader."
"But think about it, even our great Korean people couldn't suppress this ferocious evil, so how could those weaklings from Kyushu possibly do so?"
"Don't worry. As long as the protective barrier of Zhenhun Village remains intact, we'll be absolutely safe as long as we stay inside during the detention period. Those evil spirits can't get in. And they won't be able to kill them anyway. At most, we'll only get a draw with those weaklings from Kyushu; neither of us will suffer any additional losses. We still have a chance to turn the tables!"
Park Il-shin seemed to have suddenly grasped at the last straw and started shouting loudly in the crowd.
"Damn, it seems...it really makes sense! Even our great Korean people couldn't suppress this ferocious evil, how could those weaklings from Kyushu possibly kill it? They'll definitely die a far worse death than us!"
"Let's go! Let's go check out their Ghostly Path! I want to see if those weaklings died more than us just now, and they're probably using their best verbal skills to hurl insults at us like crazy."
"That's right! They must have died more and suffered far greater losses than us. Right now, they're probably furiously cursing us in those interconnected paths. After all, this is a unique national skill of the Kyushu people."
Since ancient times, some Koreans have had a deeply ingrained personality trait of blind arrogance and self-comfort. If they themselves are incapable, they assume others are incapable as well. So when Park Il-shin once again successfully fooled these desperate compatriots with his absurd logic, they immediately forgot their past mistakes and excitedly rushed to the interconnected Ghost Path to witness the "misery" of the Kyushu people.
Meanwhile, the Ghostly Whispers of the Underworld in the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Naihe Road was also bustling with activity, messages flying everywhere. But it was completely different from the scene of wailing that the Koreans had imagined—there wasn't a single classic curse from the Nine Provinces in the group. On the contrary, the entire Ghostly Whispers of the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Naihe Road was more like a highly efficient and calmly operating war command post, filled with various professional tactical instructions and a large amount of concise and powerful on-site command information.
In an instant, the Koreans who had initially wanted to gloat and watch the people of Kyushu make a fool of themselves were completely stunned. Their minds went blank.
"He An, your group's DPS, go all out on Resentment! Hurry! My side can't hold on much longer, this beast is about to go berserk..."
"Hurry! Hurry! Send a tank over to the leader of Town Number Three! This idiot leader's attacks are all pure physical heavy blows, those bone hooves are so heavy, I almost got internal injuries from the impact even through my shield!"
"All wounded brothers, stop fighting and immediately retreat to the barrier in an orderly manner according to plan to recover. The second wave will take over immediately, maintaining formation and preventing any disruption."
"I can't hold on any longer! We need to add another defensive ghost with over twenty years of cultivation to the second leader's side to help relieve the pressure!"
"Damn it! Who the hell was drawing aggro and luring in those elite wraiths wandering around? I almost got wiped out in one go! Watch your pace!"
"Hold on, hold on! All main attackers with over twenty years of cultivation, prepare to focus fire. Those with around fifteen years of cultivation, launch a strategic feint attack to hold off the smaller monsters on the perimeter. Those with around ten years of cultivation, damn it, stop standing around like idiots and hurry up and continue digging defensive fortifications according to the blueprints! We can only withstand three more waves of attacks at most before we have to retreat behind the village moat."
Although the interconnected ghostly paths were bustling with various noises, a closer look revealed that the activity was busy yet orderly and well-organized.
Especially when those Koreans who were secretly watching saw phrases like "twenty years of cultivation" or "fifteen years of cultivation" appearing coldly in the group chat from time to time, they immediately became uneasy.
"But think about it, even our great Korean people couldn't suppress this ferocious evil, so how could those weaklings from Kyushu possibly do so?"
"Don't worry. As long as the protective barrier of Zhenhun Village remains intact, we'll be absolutely safe as long as we stay inside during the detention period. Those evil spirits can't get in. And they won't be able to kill them anyway. At most, we'll only get a draw with those weaklings from Kyushu; neither of us will suffer any additional losses. We still have a chance to turn the tables!"
Park Il-shin seemed to have suddenly grasped at the last straw and started shouting loudly in the crowd.
"Damn, it seems...it really makes sense! Even our great Korean people couldn't suppress this ferocious evil, how could those weaklings from Kyushu possibly kill it? They'll definitely die a far worse death than us!"
"Let's go! Let's go check out their Ghostly Path! I want to see if those weaklings died more than us just now, and they're probably using their best verbal skills to hurl insults at us like crazy."
"That's right! They must have died more and suffered far greater losses than us. Right now, they're probably furiously cursing us in those interconnected paths. After all, this is a unique national skill of the Kyushu people."
Since ancient times, some Koreans have had a deeply ingrained personality trait of blind arrogance and self-comfort. If they themselves are incapable, they assume others are incapable as well. So when Park Il-shin once again successfully fooled these desperate compatriots with his absurd logic, they immediately forgot their past mistakes and excitedly rushed to the interconnected Ghost Path to witness the "misery" of the Kyushu people.
Meanwhile, the Ghostly Whispers of the Underworld in the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Naihe Road was also bustling with activity, messages flying everywhere. But it was completely different from the scene of wailing that the Koreans had imagined—there wasn't a single classic curse from the Nine Provinces in the group. On the contrary, the entire Ghostly Whispers of the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Naihe Road was more like a highly efficient and calmly operating war command post, filled with various professional tactical instructions and a large amount of concise and powerful on-site command information.
In an instant, the Koreans who had initially wanted to gloat and watch the people of Kyushu make a fool of themselves were completely stunned. Their minds went blank.
"He An, your group's DPS, go all out on Resentment! Hurry! My side can't hold on much longer, this beast is about to go berserk..."
"Hurry! Hurry! Send a tank over to the leader of Town Number Three! This idiot leader's attacks are all pure physical heavy blows, those bone hooves are so heavy, I almost got internal injuries from the impact even through my shield!"
"All wounded brothers, stop fighting and immediately retreat to the barrier in an orderly manner according to plan to recover. The second wave will take over immediately, maintaining formation and preventing any disruption."
"I can't hold on any longer! We need to add another defensive ghost with over twenty years of cultivation to the second leader's side to help relieve the pressure!"
"Damn it! Who the hell was drawing aggro and luring in those elite wraiths wandering around? I almost got wiped out in one go! Watch your pace!"
"Hold on, hold on! All main attackers with over twenty years of cultivation, prepare to focus fire. Those with around fifteen years of cultivation, launch a strategic feint attack to hold off the smaller monsters on the perimeter. Those with around ten years of cultivation, damn it, stop standing around like idiots and hurry up and continue digging defensive fortifications according to the blueprints! We can only withstand three more waves of attacks at most before we have to retreat behind the village moat."
Although the interconnected ghostly paths were bustling with various noises, a closer look revealed that the activity was busy yet orderly and well-organized.
Especially when those Koreans who were secretly watching saw phrases like "twenty years of cultivation" or "fifteen years of cultivation" appearing coldly in the group chat from time to time, they immediately became uneasy.