The Era of Gods

The terrain of this plane is an exact replica of the Heya Plane in reality, a one-to-one simulation, including even the most important checkpoints and fortresses at the junction of both sides.

Although the defenders of these checkpoints and fortresses were not fully simulated, they could be seized and defended by the players themselves.

In the beginning, Lin Xiao didn’t realize this until the vanguard scout troops followed a mountain range along the border down to a fortress inside a canyon that cut across the mountains and saw an early-occupied garrison of Snake people and Lizardmen.

The canyon’s narrowest width was over 200 meters, and its widest point was six to seven hundred meters. A massive thirty-meter-high wall spanned the narrowest part of the gorge, and to pass, an assault on the fortress was necessary.

Zhang Bin’s projection stood atop the battlement, looking far off towards the approaching enemy army from the end of the canyon, initially with a composed face.

But as the troop rapidly approached, and he clearly saw the composition of their forces, he began to panic slightly.

“Fuck, could these be a Sub-legendary Race?”

One by one, the Supreme Nagas, covered in Dragon Scales and of immense size, were slowly swimming towards the fortress, and before they even arrived, one could already feel an oppressive force bearing down on them.

Carrying a complete three-aspect system of the Dragon Clan’s bloodline, although the Supreme Nagas couldn’t acquire the Dragon’s presence or spew Dragon Breath, their bloodline combined with their own formidable power. Especially after ascending to the status of Legendary Beings, they would naturally gain the ability to suppress inferior species, a basic instinct that, when combined with Dragon bloodline, formed a similar aura.

Its power certainly wasn’t comparable to a real dragon’s presence, since Lin Xiao had yet to specifically enhance this type of skill, but for suppressing ordinary races, it was still more than adequate.

The pressure from a single being was impressive enough, but the combined pressure of many Supreme Nagas formed an unbroken wave. Leading up to their advance, a layer of invisible distortion formed in the air ahead, causing the Snake people and Lizardmen guarding the walls to start showing signs of fear.

This time, Lin Xiao had deployed two thousand Supreme Nagas, with Legendary Beings making up twenty of the population, totaling forty thousand beings.

The remaining sixty thousand were all Lesser Naga fodder. Although Lesser Naga were considered fodder in his eyes, this lower-tier transcendent race inherently possessed the power to battle above their rank. With the enhancement of two Rank 4 Ancient Treasures and the Crystal Wall System’s Core, in terms of physical constitution, they were already on par with any Rank 6 Transcendent beings.

Physical constitution alone wasn’t everything, as there were other areas in which they couldn’t match Transcendent beings, but in terms of numbers, Lesser Naga were plentiful. If they couldn’t win in a one-on-one fight, what about two or three ganging up?

That meant his sixty thousand Lesser Nagas could be treated like over twenty thousand Rank 6 Transcendent soldiers.

Beyond that, not a single Wise Goblin or member of the Crimson Furnace Clan had shown up.

Lord of Nagas, each spanning over thirty-five meters from head to tail, emerged from the parted ranks. They didn’t wear any armor, as their Dragon Scales were the best armor one could have. Most mass-produced armors fell short in defense compared to their Dragon Scales. Yet, each of them wielded ridiculously large, several dozen meters long, ultra-heavy weapons.

The moment the Rank 8 Legendary Lords of Nagas appeared atop the fortress, Zhang Bin’s eyes nearly popped out, and he exclaimed that it was impossible.

Lin Xiao, with his arms crossed, watched the fortress. As a loud whistle sounded, the Lords of Nagas, swinging their thick dragon tails, made their way slowly toward the city wall. The hard ground beneath them was left with deep streaks.

“Trebuchet, Ballista ready, fire!”

Boulders as large as tables were hurled at the Supreme Naga Lords lined up in a row. They didn’t flinch or dodge, raising their massive weapons to meet the stones head-on, cleaving the rapidly falling rocks in half.

As for the Fine Steel Crossbow Arrows, they could do nothing but bounce off after igniting a spray of sparks upon contact with the Naga, proving ineffective against their Dragon Scales.

The high defense of Dragon Scales is something most people cannot even imagine; normal small crossbows couldn’t penetrate them. When hunting dragons, people generally had to use special armor-piercing bolts to puncture Dragon Scales. Zhang Bin’s Clan only had standard military Crossbow Arrows, which were not equipped for dragon-slaying.

After all, at their current level, it was rare for anyone to control a dragon, let alone a Legendary one.

The ten Lords of Nagas, braving the trebuchet and arrow rains, reached the battlements. They lifted their over forty-meter-long super weapons and brought them down with force, accompanied by ten thunderous crashes that sent stones flying and created ten deep gaps, three-to-four meters into the wall.

Five seconds later, the second round of thunderous booms, the wall was halved in height. The ten Legendary Lords of Nagas easily climbed the breach and slid into the fortress.

“Boom!”

A chaos burst centered on one of the Lords of Nagas, sending a terrifying shockwave of Chaos over a hundred meters, flattening everything within the blast range and leaving a huge crater.

Hero job, warrior skill – Chaos Roar: Slam the ground with force, causing extensive physical and explosive damage to enemies within a radius of fifteen meters + X around oneself, stunning for 2 + X seconds, slowing them after the stun for 5 + X seconds, and leaving behind a Chaos Field for 30 + X seconds. Usable three times per day.

Note one: The power and effect of the skill are related to personal strength; the stronger the individual, the stronger the power and effect.

Note two: While in the Chaos Field, one gains significant physical and Spell resistance, powerful regenerative capabilities, greatly enhanced attack accuracy, allies receive half of the user’s effects, and the defenses and resistances of the enemy are somewhat weakened.

“With a hundred meters in diameter, the killing range is large enough to include over thirty meters in the air. The direct damage isn’t bad either – this skill is quite good,”

Lin Xiao’s projection appeared in mid-air, carefully observing the effect of the Supreme Naga Lord’s first use of the move in actual combat, silently assessing its actual lethality.

The result left him quite satisfied. With a single stomp, he created a huge crater nearly a hundred meters in diameter and ten meters deep, reducing everything within its range to dust—including the hard stones of the city walls, the corpses of the snake people and lizardmen, and even their weapons and armor, all shaken into powder.

The subsequent battle was without suspense. Ten Supreme Naga Lords spread out within the fortress, rampaging uncontrollably, Zhang Bin inwardly cursed and decisively left a portion of cannon fodder to cover his retreat.

Lin Xiao wasn’t concerned, merely dispatching a small group of Lesser Naga Scouts to follow, instructing his troops to secure the fortress and clean up the battleground before leisurely following behind.

In reality, Jin Yunzhu no longer picked at her husband’s nails, but was chatting casually with a cousin-in-law, her soaring brows and gaze revealing a mix of joy, triumph, and a desire to show off.

To put it in plain words, it was:

“Yes, the very powerful one is my son. Are you all talking about my son? Do you want to know something? Come ask me…”

It was the kind of feeling where joy nearly seeped from her pores.

Next, Lin Xiao trailed Zhang Bin’s fleeing soldiers, never catching up but instead tailing them from behind until Zhang Bin merged with other Zhang’s Clan People. Only then did Lin Xiao surge forward in a wave to rout them.

“This is hardly challenging!”

Among those crushed were seasoned Sons of God Realm with decades of university education behind them, but their strength was not as formidable as he had imagined. After defeating about four or five members of the Zhang Clan, they still didn’t seem as strong to Lin Xiao as his Radiance classmates.

Of course, he was referring to the strength of his former classmates who had advanced to the Demigod Stage, not his classmates from before.

Based on his former classmates’ abilities and projected growth rate, by the time they became Demigods, they should be able to catch up with these average Sons of God Realm with decades of post-university experience.

This revealed that the strength of most ordinary Sons of God Realm was indeed lackluster—weak meant weak, even if they lingered for decades, they couldn’t match the true elites.

This discovery made Lin Xiao lose interest. Without needing to experiment any further, he pushed forward directly, overwhelming more than ten Zhang Clan members in one go and arrived at the central plains beneath a huge Floating City in the Heya Plane.

It was exactly where they were in reality, only there were no people on the actual Floating City above.

Beneath the Floating City, two armies, each not inferior in numbers to his own, were locked in combat on the plain below—none other than Zhang Taihua and Lin Xu.

As the two had previously agreed upon a duel, they instinctively arrived at this battlefield without interference from others, allowing them to fight a fair one-on-one duel.

Normally they would each fight their battle, while outside there would be a melee, but unexpectedly the outside collapsed too quickly. Before the Lin Family’s other troops could arrive, all of the Zhang Family had been flattened by Lin Xiao in one fell swoop, pushing to the edge of the central battlefield.

Zhang Taihua, engaged in combat with Lin Xu, was startled at the sight of the blood-soaked, battle-frenzied army, and upon hearing the words of his arriving kin, he quickly sounded the retreat.

Lin Xiao’s projection stepped forward, riding on the shoulder of a Lord of the Nagas, he waved to Lin Xu and, with arms crossed, spoke to Zhang Taihua:

“Don’t get the wrong idea, you guys keep fighting. I’m just here to watch.”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Taihua abruptly turned around and, through one of his Giant Eagle Squads, saw a mixed formation of Supreme Nagas and Lesser Nagas emerging from the jungle more than twenty kilometers behind—appearing at an unknown time.

Faced with Zhang Taihua swiftly maneuvering his troops to tighten defenses, Lin Xiao awkwardly waved his hand with a smile:

“Don’t misunderstand, I’m just trying to prevent someone from ambushing me, I have no intention of encircling you.”

“And what about them over there?”

He pointed to another Lesser Naga troop sneaking around under the cover of the forest.

Lin Xiao scratched his head, silent for a few seconds before saying:

“What if I said they got lost, would you believe me?”

Zhang Taihua’s mouth twitched, wearing an expression that said, “We have no enmity, why do you treat me like a fool?”

Even Lin Xu by his side seemed to have an odd expression on his face, trying to suppress a laugh.

In reality, Lin Haolin had at some point put on a cap to shield himself from the strange glances of his brothers and uncles. Many of his cousins covered their mouths to giggle. Xie Yufei rested her hand on her forehead, glancing sideways at the young man in front of her, her emotions complex.

Only Jin Yunzhu chose to ignore these reactions, continuing to direct things amidst her cousin-in-laws as if the impressive deeds in the virtual plane were her own doing.