Chapter 90: Pierced with a Single Finger!

"General Constantine!"

"Mr. Constantine, you've finally taken care of that guy!"

Many soldiers of the Atlantean Empire shouted with joy.

The people of the Divine Mountain Empire looked grim. Although they had expected this outcome, the final confirmation extinguished their last glimmer of hope.

However...

Just a few seconds later, as the last bit of flame and smoke dissipated, the people of the Atlantean Empire seemed like their mouths had been sewn shut, and they couldn't utter a word.

The NPCs and players from the Divine Mountain Empire widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they had seen something impossible.

After the flames cleared, at first glance, General Constantine was half-crouched, poised to throw a punch, as if about to launch an attack.

But how could he maintain such a stance for dozens of seconds without moving?

David, who had been shielded by Constantine's massive frame, now wore a relaxed expression as he slowly stood up.

He walked around Constantine's body, making his way to a corner of the banquet hall. Then, he picked up a wine glass and, with a flamboyant gesture, poured himself a glass of red wine, drinking it down with reckless abandon.

The soldiers of the Atlantean Empire were so intimidated by his aura that they dared not make a move.

What exactly had happened?

That was a golden-tier skill! David had taken a direct hit and was completely unscathed??

The people of the Divine Mountain Empire were equally bewildered by the scene.

How had David survived? And what was going on with Constantine? Why wasn't he moving at all?

Could David really have a trump card that controlled Constantine with a skill?

Confusion...

Bewilderment...

Everyone on the field was puzzled, except for Sterl, who was enjoying his wine with an air of nonchalance.

It was as if the battlefield, meant to be a bloody meat grinder, had frozen in time just for him.

While everyone wore different expressions, the players' faces changed first.

A prompt sounded in their ears:

[Main Quest Phase One Complete.]

[Objective: Kill Atlantic Empire General Constantine (1/1).]

[Your contribution to this task is 0%, and you will not receive any rewards.]

Oh, the first phase of the main quest is complete.

Because the objective of killing Constantine was achieved...

Wait, system, what are you saying?

The players were stunned for a few seconds before looking at Sterl in horror, then at Constantine, still in his punching stance.

Constantine was dead just like that? Ridiculous!

Several young commanders from the Atlantic Empire pulled out dark crystals and crushed them, shouting, "Illusion dispel!"

"Illusion dispel!"

They shouted multiple times, but to no avail!

Nothing around them changed.

The broken crystal shards fell to the ground with a series of clinks, as if mocking these Atlantic Empire soldiers for their futile efforts.

The NPCs from the Divine Mountain Empire wore expressions of reluctant acceptance. They whispered to the players beside them, "Is that really what the supreme will's historical event information says?"

"Yes, David killed Constantine by himself, with a 100% contribution! There's no possibility that anyone else intervened!"

"That's too incredible!"

"So, does this mean we're saved..."

"No, it means the Atlantic Empire is doomed!"

In an instant, the people of the Divine Mountain Empire had a change in their eyes. Despite how unbelievable it seemed, reality was reality!

In a flash...

The atmosphere in the field shifted. The people of the Divine Mountain Empire looked at Sterl with eyes full of fervor, as if they were gazing at a savior!

In contrast, the soldiers of the Atlantic Empire were terrified.

If even General Constantine could be killed by the enemy, then they were the ones in trouble now. Under the influence of the Underworld Rain and the consciousness space, they couldn't even escape. They were destined to be slaughtered!

"Impossible!" the Eldest Prince had the darkest expression of all. His composure was completely shattered! He had paid such a high price to ally with the Atlantic Empire, only to see the reinforcements he had painstakingly sought out get killed?

And killed by the otherworldly warriors hired by his most hated fourth brother!

Moreover, the Eldest Prince now understood his predicament. Either he would die in this otherworldly space, or if he survived, he would be sent to the Imperial Tribunal, tortured, and die a miserable death.

He couldn't accept it!

"Damn it! Titan, I command you with the highest authority, lend me your power!" As the Eldest Prince shouted, a terrifying power surged. In the consciousness space, a dark purple mist rapidly flowed into the Eldest Prince's body.

Amid everyone's horrified gazes, his aura broke through continuously, escalating from second-class strength to third turn, and his level kept rising.

"You're insane! Borrowing the power of the space will kill you too..." an NPC from the Divine Mountain Empire shouted beside him.

Several princes and more NPCs turned pale, as if they were witnessing something incredibly horrifying, and launched frenzied attacks, throwing all their skills at him.

Unfortunately, the air currents around the Eldest Prince provided formidable defense, and all attacks dissipated like stones sinking into the sea, leaving no ripples.

The soldiers and players of the Atlantic Empire were dumbfounded, while the NPCs from the Divine Mountain Empire were terrified, panicking to the extreme!

They hadn't been this scared even when Constantine appeared!

A soft sound was heard.

the Eldest Prince's swelling aura suddenly halted.

A blue hole appeared in his chest.

The terrifying air currents that had been gathering around him rapidly dispersed. In just a few moments, the consciousness space returned to a state of tranquility.