Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent

Chapter 248: Reclaiming the Death Land, Beelzebub Retreats in Fear



"My lord, what should we do? Are we really going to submit to that human?" Grey of the Angel Race looked at Heidern, asking with a heavy heart.

The thought of the Angel Race submitting to John left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Heidern frowned deeply and replied, "There's no need to rush this decision."

With that, his figure vanished, reappearing in a hidden chamber.

He approached a stone platform and immediately activated it.

A shadowy figure appeared, cold-faced, and spoke in a low, chilling voice: "Give me an explanation. Why has the Skyline Continent connected the passage to the Shadow Star?"

Heidern swallowed nervously, instantly dropping to his knees. He hurriedly explained, "My lord, it's the work of the Immortals! I was no match for them."

"Impossible. The Immortals have long since fallen," the figure said, clearly doubtful.

Heidern quickly added, "It was a human from Earth. He inherited the Immortals' legacy. My lord, is there any way to fix this?"

Heidern desperately hoped to avoid the Shadow Clan's involvement.

"Fix it?" The figure sneered, eyes blazing with fury as they bore down on Heidern. "You've disappointed me greatly. Prepare to face the wrath of the Shadow Clan!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the stone platform exploded, and the shadowy figure disappeared.

It's over!

Heidern stood frozen in place, realizing he had completely enraged the Shadow Clan. They were now clearly preparing to strike at the gods.

Despair filled his heart, and his hatred for John deepened.

But now, there was no one else who could stand against the Shadow Clan except for that human.

Yet, could John truly resist the Shadow Clan?

Heidern wasn't sure. But John was his only hope. If the Shadow Clan decided to attack the gods, there would be no chance of survival.

...

At the outskirts of the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, John suddenly appeared.

Cough!

He violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

The battle with Heidern and the others had left him seriously injured. He had been holding on for dear life, but now he could no longer maintain his strength.

"I'm still too weak. Fighting against peak upper-tier gods is pushing my limits," he muttered to himself, frustrated by his lack of power. He felt an urgent need to grow stronger.

If he could reach the demigod level, he wouldn't have to fear those peak powerhouses anymore.

Moreover, obtaining the final treasure of the Skyline Continent required a demigod-level fighter at the very least.

Fortunately, there were still three months left-plenty of time.

Roar...

Suddenly, furious roars echoed all around as countless Hunters swarmed toward him.

John smirked in disdain. With a simple flick of his hand, he unleashed his Sword Mastery. The Three-Foot Black Dragon Sword flew out, splitting into three, and began to mercilessly tear through the hordes of enemies.

With his increased power, these Hunters were no longer a threat to John.

He charged straight into the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, ready to lead everyone back to the Death Land.

The ruins were still overrun with an endless sea of Hunters, covering the sky and the earth. John activated his Soul Perception, scanning the area, and found no trace of the Hunter Queen or Shadow Clan warriors.

Although the passage between the Skyline Continent and the Shadow Clan had been opened, it seemed that those beings were not in any rush to descend.

Not bothering to dwell on the matter, John cut through the swarms of enemies with ease, soon reaching the cave where his companions were hiding.

Inside, the sounds of battle echoed, and powerful energy surged through the air.

Everyone had grown much stronger. Now, using the cave as a vantage point, they easily dealt with the Hunters.

"My lord!" Bonnie and a few others rushed to greet John as soon as they saw him.

"Was it you who opened the passage between the Skyline Continent and the Shadow Star?" they asked. They had all heard the recent system announcement and suspected that John had something to do with it.

John nodded without offering further explanation. "There's no need to stay here any longer. We're heading back to the Death Land," he said.

"But, my lord, hasn't the Death Land been taken over by the demon race and Skyline Continent humans?" Behemoth asked, puzzled.

Though they had all become much stronger, they were still no match for the demon race and the powerful humans of Skyline Continent.

"Hmph, then we'll just take it back," John replied confidently. He ordered Jean to retrieve the Tree of Life and told everyone to prepare for their return.

This time, they wouldn't need to leave in separate groups. John's increased power allowed him to protect everyone in a single journey.

With John leading the way, they easily slaughtered their way out of the Ancient Battlefield Ruins.

"Let's go, straight to the Death Land," he said. He had no intention of walking the entire way.

Unlike the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, the Death Land allowed for direct teleportation, as long as you had the coordinates.

Everyone understood and quickly connected to the Death Land's coordinates, teleporting

away.

Buzz!

Spatial power rippled, and in a flash, John and his group arrived in the Death Land.

"Humans!" A furious shout rang out.

Around the Dark Sea and the Vein of the Earth, a large group of powerful warriors from the demon race and the Skyline Continent had gathered.

All of them were at least demigod level.

"You dare return!" they roared, surrounding John and his companions.

Sara and the others tensed up. Though they had grown stronger, they were still no match for

the demon race and Skyline Continent warriors.

"Haven't you lot scrammed yet?" John frowned. It seemed that the demon race and Skyline Continent hadn't yet received the news from the Void Area.

Not wanting to waste time, he was ready to strike.

Suddenly, a terrifying presence descended-Beelzebub of the demon race.

Though fearful of John's strength, Beelzebub didn't show himself. His voice echoed through

the air: "All demon race members, leave the Death Land immediately!"

The demon race warriors, who had been ready to attack John, looked bewildered. They were confused by Beelzebub's sudden command.

Before they could react, another powerful aura descended. It was Wilson, one of the peak

human powerhouses from the Skyline Continent.

"All human forces from the Skyline Continent, withdraw from the Death Land immediately,"

he commanded, also without showing himself.

The gathered warriors were confused and bewildered but didn't dare disobey the orders from Beelzebub and Wilson. One by one, they disappeared.

"Godslayer," Beelzebub's voice came again, but this time with respect, "The Dark Sea is a

treasure of the demon race. May I take it with me?"

"Scram!" John roared in response. Beelzebub, startled by the intensity of John's voice, dared

not argue further and retreated without another word.

Wilson, too, had hoped to claim the Vein of the Earth, but after seeing John's attitude, he

wisely chose to keep silent and withdrew from the area.

Elsa, Sara, and the others stood there, dumbfounded. They had braced themselves for a battle

to the death, yet Beelzebub and the others had retreated so meekly?

Behemoth swallowed hard, his voice curious as he asked, "Was that really Beelzebub and

Wilson just now? No mistake, right?"

Everyone else looked equally puzzled.

Bonnie seemed to realize something, and with a shaky voice, she looked at John and asked,

"My lord, are you... can you actually kill peak upper-tier gods now?"

Everyone turned their eyes to John, filled with curiosity.

He smiled slightly and replied calmly, "What are you thinking? They're upper-tier gods. But

injuring them? That's definitely possible."

The group stared at John, astonished, their emotions churning with disbelief.

Without offering more explanation, John turned to Jean and said, "Release the Tree of Life.

From now on, no one will dare lay a hand on the Death Land."

With that, he reached into his heart and summoned the Elven Spring's fountainhead, merging

it with the Death Land.

Buzz!

A gentle stream began to flow, instantly dispersing the mist that had shrouded the Death Land, filling the area with powerful spiritual energy.

"The Elven Spring!" Bonnie and Anna gasped in awe as they gazed at the crystal-clear water encircling the Death Land, overjoyed by the sight.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Jean was just as thrilled, quickly releasing the Tree of Life.

Swoosh...

The tree's branches swayed as it took root beside the Elven Spring, absorbing the water's

power. It began to grow rapidly, becoming even more lush and vibrant, radiating an even greater life force.

"Big brother," Jean said, looking at John, "The Tree of Life is asking if she can absorb the Immortals' legacy. She believes she can nurture an even more powerful Immortalself." "Immortalself? Of course, she can!" John agreed without hesitation. This was good news for

him.

Moreover, the Immortals' legacy was so vast that despite the many people who had sensed it over a long period, they had barely scratched the surface.

If the Tree of Life could nurture an elf capable of mastering the Immortals' legacy, his forces

would be significantly strengthened.

Swoosh, swoosh...

The branches of the Tree of Life swayed vigorously, as if sharing in the excitement.

John looked at his companions and said, "Everyone, keep working hard to strengthen yourselves. The enemies we'll face next will be even more formidable." "Don't worry, my lord, we won't disappoint you," they quickly assured him.

John had done so much for them, and with the presence of the Immortals' legacy and the

Elven Spring, as long as they had enough time, they would become powerful enough to contend with the gods. However, when it came to the Shadow Clan, they still felt uncertain.

John didn't say anything more. With a thought, he left the Death Land and appeared at the

outskirts of the Ancient Battlefield Ruins.

He still had a lot to accomplish-strengthening himself and restoring powerful factions like

the Saint Martial Sect.

...

In the land of the Beast Clan.

Cand-Dragon, leading a group of upper-tier gods, arrived and immediately sought out Tony

and Ben.

Looking at Ben, Cand-Dragon asked, "Ben, with the Shadow Clan's arrival, will the Beast Clan

be destroyed?"

He had witnessed the power of the Shadow Clan firsthand, and like Heidern, he didn't believe John had the ability to stand against the entire Shadow Clan.

Ben frowned. He had heard the system announcement and had foreseen the arrival of the

Shadow Clan, but he never expected the Skyline Continent to connect to the Shadow Star.

He understood Cand-Dragon's concerns and, after considering it carefully, replied, "My lord, Godslayer is the savior I saw in my prophecy. There's no mistake about it."

Cand-Dragon's frown deepened as he looked between the two and said, "I understand.

Contact the Godslayer and let him know that the Beast Clan will fully support him, even helping him claim the final treasure."

The two exchanged confused glances, unsure why Cand-Dragon's attitude had suddenly

shifted.

Ben spoke up, "My lord, we don't know where Godslayer is right now."

The Death Land had been occupied by the demon race and the humans of the Skyline

Continent, and John had gone into hiding. They had no idea of his whereabouts. Cand-Dragon continued, "He should have already returned to the Death Land. Go now, your initial decision was the right one."

With those parting words, his figure disappeared.

The two of them watched as he left.

Tony, puzzled, asked, "Has something happened recently? Why is Lord Cand-Dragon

suddenly willing to support Godslayer?"

Ben shook his head, equally baffled. "I suspect the connection between the Skyline Continent

and the Shadow Star has something to do with that kid. Let's go check it out."

With that, the two of them made their way toward the Death Land.

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