1589 Killing An Old Enemy
Lands had merged together with other pieces of lands of other worlds. But that star weapon was already outside the sealing dome surrounding Earth, floating in the space out there.
Did that mean the merge didn’t just happen at the scale of land but also at parts of the space adjacent to the worlds?
It was just a funny and interesting notice, one that wouldn’t make any difference at all right now.
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The fallen angels already used such tricks before in dealing with me. And now it seems quite old and boring.
“Keep firing,” I took out tons of high energy materials, “consume there and use them anytime you want.”
At the old battles with these fallen angels, I always struggled to destroy these star weapons. And the reason was simple, I lacked wealth.
Strength was equal to wealth, and as I grew stronger, I also became wealthier.
I got many resources, just like this high energy materials, the same materials I claimed before when I took down the weird pillar islands.
They were left in my inventory and waited, and now it was time for them to shine. The fallen gods were indeed the deadliest force on my side, provided that they got their energy replenished.
They always were able to take down the likes of these star weapons, but their fuel just ran short in the midway. And now it was time for them to fight without any restraints, getting unleashed and going for these damn star weapons.
I watched the star weapons up there getting destroyed and exploded like little sparkling dots. It was already dusk, and it wasn’t that easy to see distant star weapons with the naked eye.
However seeing these weapons detonating and exploding was indeed a funny thing to watch, a thing that was so hard to miss.
And as the star weapons out there were getting removed from the chess board, the dirty fallen angels around were getting massacred, for the first time ever since the start of the apocalypse.
I didn’t know if this was also the case for other apocalypses in the universe, where the guides could go astray, lose sight and goal, help few and suppress others just for their own benefits.
I also didn’t know if such dirty folks would get attacked by people in the apocalypses, get killed perhaps? Get punished by the system higher ups? Or this toxic circle was kept alive to serve the dirty needs of those despicable races out there?
Anyway, this was a good day for me, for my people, for my race, for the old Earth. The ones who did all the horrifying things in the past to us, were now getting butchered on my hands.
Seeing these black dots explode, turning into glaring bright dots, before merging with the entire world, was something awesome!
During all this, I didn’t even forget to add more shields, let them stack a few damage from the falling starlight, then release the offensive attack over the world again.
It just felt great to hunt down the enemies and black dots like this. It was fun! But that didn’t stop me from watching the other enemies around.
I was in the heart of the enemy forces, nearly this close from getting submerged by them before. And now? I released the shockwave towards the outside world, but the inside was still filled with many forces.
At the same time, when I used my shields over and over again, the entire area covered by my shields expanded. And that allowed me to see new enemy troops getting in from the outside.
Even with the offensive attack from my shields, it seemed it lacked enough strength and lethality to take down the enemies out there.
I saw many got deep wounds, but mostly got light ones. And they were supposed to be the ones closest to the shields, the ones who were supposed to suffer the most.
But it seemed the attack unleashed by my shields was weak. I got that I didn’t give my shields any time to prepare and absorb enough damage.
That was true in case of normal situations, not this one. We got ourselves the huge and scary, the all deadly and terrifyingly strong, the colossal star weapon in space!
A single hit from this weapon was enough to change the entire terrain over, take down cities, even taking down me and my shields.
No matter who, be it a mighty race descendant or a paragon, all were vulnerable in front of the pure and scary might of this weapon.
So how come such a god-like weapon ends up releasing such a weak and miserable amount of power?
And then it hit me!
“Yes… They lost tons of points thanks to my intervention… And now? They did nothing to activate this weapon, literally nothing at all!”
It became clear, crystal clear to me, what caused such a downfall of that star weapon.
To activate it before, the fallen angels had to amass a large amount of contribution points, points that they gained from the different stages of the apocalypse.
I already crushed all the quests, started a world wide war against all races there, even inviting other races from other worlds, and crushed them!
The traitors? They were either dead, enslaved by other races thanks to the hatred they got against humans, thanks to me actually, or… They got nowhere to show their deadly and treacherous scheme!
All humans were either following me, or following far away overlords, ending up getting scattered over a huge stretch of land.
And now? We all got merged, teleported and moved towards here, with a heated up battle, one that these fallen angels couldn’t get any benefit from.
Their most glorious moment was when the apocalypse started and races like humans were desperate for guidance.