210: The situation has reversed.

"I'm not dead? Wasn't I cut to pieces by that sword qi?"

Herilier, Marshal of the Star Alliance's Second Legion, looked at his intact body in disbelief.

But before he could figure out the reason, a familiar sword qi came rushing toward him.

Boom!

The entire legion, along with the newly resurrected Herilier, was once again reduced to fragments.

But in the next moment, the fallen soldiers stood up once more.

A mysterious rule was transmitted into everyone's minds.

"A game? Immortality? Health bars?"

Still dazed, Herilier instinctively looked at the distant enemies, only to see strange numbers floating above those arrogant people from the upper realm:

[Venerable Xuan Jian]

Level: lv299+.

HP: 1.33 trillion.

Weapon: xuanming heavy sword (T15), Durability: 1.1 trillion / 1.1 trillion.

Equipment: Xuantian Garment (T15), Durability: 8,000 trillion / 8,000 trillion.

[Xuanjian Sect Elder]

Level: lv256+.

HP: 5,188 trillion.

Weapon: Elder-grade Standard Issue Sword (T12), Durability: 3,000 trillion / 3,000 trillion.

Equipment: Elder-grade Xuantian Garment (T12), Durability: 2,600 trillion / 2,600 trillion.

"Could it be..."

As the Second Marshal of the Star Alliance and a Class 3S Expert, Herilier was naturally no fool and quickly understood the implications.

He tentatively ordered, "All units, listen up! Target these Outsiders. Free fire!"

Despite their own bewilderment, the soldiers' instinct to obey orders made them respond instantly.

In an instant, countless rounds of artillery fire streaked through the void.

One of the elders swung his sword, creating an arc of light that effortlessly shattered all the incoming attacks.

But instead of despairing, Herilier's eyes lit up.

Elder-grade Standard Issue Sword, Durability: 2,999 trillion / 3,000 trillion.

The durability dropped!

"So that's how it is! I see!"

Herilier suddenly grew excited and continued to issue orders without hesitation:

"All units of the First Legion, continue firing!"

Meanwhile, the other soldiers who had been teleported and resurrected also realized what was happening.

In an instant, all the armies in the entire universe converged, surrounding the members of the Xuanjian Sect from all sides.

An infinite net of firepower was unleashed simultaneously, dense and without a single gap.

"Truly annoying ants."

On the other side, the people from the Xuanjian Sect had not yet realized the gravity of the situation.

Several elders attacked at once, their sword light sweeping across the starry sky and once again instantly destroying the besieging fleets.

But soon, the empty void became crowded again as the slain returned to the battlefield once more.

"I'd like to see how many times you can resurrect."

Venerable Xuan Jian snorted coldly, and his heavy sword left its sheath.

Resurrection was not rare in higher worlds. Although he didn't know how ants from a lower world managed it, there was no doubt that resurrecting so many people at once required an unimaginable amount of energy.

"Xuantian Sword Canon, Fifth Sword: Myriad Sword Domain!"

He gave a light shout, and the heavy sword in his hand instantly split into millions of light shadows, forming a dense storm of sword qi that swept toward the fleets and fortresses.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Almost instantly, the crowded starry sky became empty once more.

Yet the sword qi storm did not stop; it sensed the aura of those lives resurrecting and continued its sweep.

Countless lives were shredded the very moment they resurrected.

"Overestimating themselves. But to die at your hands, Sect Master, is an honor for these ants."

The nearby elders sneered at the sight.

"Tsk tsk... They're even spawn camping now, but..."

Above the dome, Zhang Huaiyuan, watching this scene, was not worried but pleased:

"You uncivilized people who style yourselves as gods, do you not know that attacking also consumes durability?"

"Kill to your heart's content. The faster you kill, the faster you will die."

Zhang Huaiyuan wasn't worried in the slightest.

The presence of these people threatened the survival of the entire universe. The rules maintaining the universe instinctively sensed the crisis and spared no effort in providing him with energy for self-preservation.

A world that had existed for endless ages, even if it were only a lower world, contained immeasurable energy.

The cost of resurrecting a living being was less than a drop in the ocean.

The slaughter of the sword qi storm continued.

But gradually, Venerable Xuan Jian noticed something was wrong.

He felt that the xuanming heavy sword, which was connected to his mind, seemed to be growing increasingly sluggish in its spiritual energy flow, and two of its thirty-one layers of formations had actually become damaged.

"How can this be?"

Venerable Xuan Jian's brow furrowed deeply.

They were just ants from a lower world, yet his xuanming heavy sword was one of the Xuantian Sect's greatest treasures; it had never suffered the slightest damage even in battles against opponents of the same rank.

Crack!

While he hesitated, a faint sound of cracking quietly rang out.

Venerable Xuan Jian's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly beckoned with his hand.

"Return!"

In an instant, the millions of sword lights traced back, converging into a black heavy sword that landed before him.

Venerable Xuan Jian reached out to stroke the blade, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and distress.

"How is it possible? Two formations actually shattered!"

"What!"

The several elders nearby were equally shocked; this sword was one of the Xuanjian Sect's foundational treasures!

"Brothers, that sword's durability has dropped by a tenth! Keep it up!"

The Class 3S Experts, who had finally escaped the cycle of dying immediately upon resurrection, had their eyes light up suddenly.

xuanming heavy sword, Durability: 9,500 trillion / 1.1 trillion!

"I am the Statue of Liberty. I am taking command of the war now."

Meanwhile, in the unified command channel, the Statue of Liberty's voice remained indifferent, yet everyone could faintly sense a hint of anger within it.

"Switch to Stacked Explosive Shells, Incendiary Shells... All multi-hit damage weapons, enter charging state."

After observing for a while, she discovered that neither the strongest Phase Weapons nor ordinary physical attacks could break through their defense; they could only deal 1 point of forced damage.

In that case, ancient weapons that deal multiple instances of damage simultaneously are the best choice—they are cheap and highly efficient.

Zhang Huaiyuan cooperated with a wave of his hand, opening countless temporary wormholes. Various pills and supplies were continuously transported from the production bases restored in the rear.

"Marking positions. Fire."

As the order was given, dense artillery fire covered the area once more.

This time, however, it was no longer free fire but precisely guided; almost every shell hit its mark accurately.

In an instant, the durability of those pieces of equipment plummeted at a waterfall-like speed.

"Now, it's your turn to experience despair."

Seeing this, Zhang Huaiyuan turned the empowerment stone, and dozens of strange portals, appearing as if embedded in space, slowly materialized behind him.

It was the latest breakthrough in research: a Megastructure Weapon reaching the strength of level 3 rules, Mutual Destruction...