No matter how gruesome the scene before them was, it wasn't enough to stop their forward movement as they rushed through the estate, charging through the debris and ruined halls to pluck out whoever they could.
Most of what they found were corpses of those who had been unlucky enough to fall in the ruins and servants who were hiding in fear within cellars and saferooms, captured away to be slaves for Umbra's evil purposes.
What made the members of Umbra on the ground frown deeply was the fact that they could not find a single member of the City Lord's family in the estate. Such a fellow should have wives and children aplenty. Fuck, even if he was a monogamous fellow, there still should be at least one wife and child!
Where the heck are they?!
Suddenly, a member of Umbra called out, leading the group to find a place with a destroyed teleportation portal. Clearly, the family had evacuated at the first sign of trouble, destroying the path they took behind them so that they couldn't be followed.
This made the faces of everyone turn extremely hideous. Gremory glanced at Draco but seeing as he remained calm, she realized that he must have stopped her from having her fun precisely because he had sensed this fact with his spatial ability and allowed them to escape.
Draco lowered the airship to the ground and opened the bay doors for the captives to be let in while he began assigning orders. 120,000 Basic Members were split into groups of 30,000 each, occupying the four zones in an equal split, while the 10,800 Advanced Members occupied the City Lord's estate.
For the 1,450 Expert Members, he told them to head to the base of the mountain and watch the temple at the top, for they would be the first line of defense against what was coming next...
Draco walked into the main hall of the City Lord's estate with Gremory behind him, seeing the ruined and destroyed hall which had the sun leaking through cracks in the roof. From there, one could see that at the seat of nobility where the City Lord usually sat, there was a man pinned to the dais in his torso, blood leaking to form a puddle.
「Name: Gregario – Rank 7 Warrior God
Level: 400
HP: 120/120,000,000,000,000」
"Oh, you're still alive... I see, you must have been a Titled God." Draco concluded as he inspected the fellow's details.
"Huh?" Gremory gasped, not believing that the fellow could survive that, but sensing his mind was still present, couldn't help but acknowledge this.
Gremory knew that no mortal could withstand a blow from a True God, it was simply impossible. With the lance that had reached Basic Law True God level and broken through the threshold, it should have extinguished his life before even nailing him to the seat, so how was he alive?
"Hmph, no wonder I sensed something weird about your son. He is the inheritor of the Warrior God title. My peer, huh? Interesting. Perhaps I shouldn't have allowed your family to simply escape." Draco revealed with a sneer.
The hand of Gregario twitched as he weakly raised his head, a look of defiance and rebelliousness in his eyes.
"I hope... you know what... you're doing..." The fellow spoke weakly, blood dribbling from his lips.
"Oh, older brother, going by his HP he doesn't have that much longer." Gremory leaned forward and put a finger to her lip with feminine curiosity.
Draco shook his head. "He only survived this long because Titled Gods have Pseudo Divine Source Origins and strive to gather what little Divine Energy they can from various sources to perfect their Source Origins."
"Even my master Richmond only gathered enough to form a small lake through effort, and that was only because he was the strongest of their batch.
"No, it's useless for us. I've sent it to his son, who can make the most of this weapon. One day he might become a worthy foe for me when they mature, just like good old Shuro. The War Maniac Pavilion will surely recruit, protect, and train him to try and kill me before I become an Origin God, and I am looking forward to it."
Gremory whined in complaint, but Draco was already used to her tricks by this point, especially since she had taught his biggest two brats, Lucitian and Lucitera, all she knew. The two suddenly turned their heads toward the direction of Mount Conquest, Gremory showing a look of solemnity, while Draco smiled.
"It seems they have finally begun to react."
Outside, the temple on the top of Mount Conquest exploded with a resplendent light that shot into the sky, causing a tear to open up in the realm barrier. From within the dark void, one could see hundreds of thousands of Void Ships that were a mixture of different technologies from different worlds, with the majority being sci-fi-like starships.
The members of Umbra looked upward and had great changes in their expressions. Even if the new arrivals were all at Rank 1, the sheer number of them was enough to drown out the entire Main Plane!
Draco rose to the sky and made a decree.
"All members of Umbra, prepare to defend! Every foe you slay will be recorded, and you will be rewarded with 100 Umbra Points per kill! Each minute you collectively hold off the various zones will reward you with another 10 Umbra Points!"
Draco's words made the overwhelmed members of Umbra display endless greed, and those coming from the Void no longer looked like dangerous foes they had to fight but cute piggies they had to butcher to receive endless wealth and gains.
Now that Umbra owned so much, the value of the Umbra Point had soared past common sense, becoming a fixed currency in all territories that was even more valuable than platinum. The things the Umbra Point could do made it more valuable than even some entire continents!
Especially its value in reality now that Umbra controlled the game world, its exchange rate could turn a pauper into a millionaire right away!
Because of this, Umbra inflated the value by adopting the path of cryptocurrency, fixing a total cap on how many Umbra Points could circulate in existence at once. The current cap was 10 trillion points, of which the guild held more than 99% while the members only shared 1% with the rest of the world.
With this mission, they could gain so many points that their statuses would soar greatly!
Draco's eyes pierced through the ships and saw that on the bow of one of them stood his foes, Malice, Cruelty, and the rest, who looked down into the Realm. Their eyes seemingly met over the distance, with the Origin Gods gritting their teeth in solemn hatred while Draco smiled in confident disdain.
Seeing this, Wrath almost lost his mind and struck down, but was held back by the others. The War Maniac Pavilion was strong in the Void Nexus, having conquered many weaker Realms and taking talents from all sides, but there were some large Realms it did not dare to cross.
The Western Fantasy Realm was actually one of them, housing some of the strongest Origin Gods in existence. If they dared to even tickle the Realm Barrier, the powerful counterattack they would face would not be worth it. After all, Draco only had a chance to become a Grim Reaper that could slay them, but if they offended the Western Fantasy Origin Gods, they would 100% die!
Seeing that despite all this, those fellows didn't dare to strike, Draco understood that the deterrence of this Realm's Origin Gods was far greater than he had expected.
This made him simultaneously curious and wary, because it meant that the moment he perfected Refinement and ascended, there was a hellish fight awaiting him that would likely be more climactic than his final battle with Eva in the previous timeline.
Whatever the case, that was far in the future. He hadn't even mastered the Mortal stage of Refinement yet, and god knew what kind of hurdle lay between the Semi-Origin Stage and the Origin stage that had cockblocked Norma till the day she died.
"All troops, heed my command! Anyone who kills one of those wretched invaders will be granted 100 War Points, and anyone who captures any of the taken zones will gain 10,000 War Points! Anyone who kills Draco and his loved ones will receive a Personal Realm of their own!" Cruelty roared out, causing the troops to bellow with greed.
"War Origin Blessing!" Wrath roared, releasing his Origin Law to bless the weapons of all the troops on his side, causing the face of Draco to change greatly. Any player killed by their forces would face True Death, which translated to account deletion!
Of course, this threat meant nothing to the likes of him and Gremory, but the members of Umbra were not exempt! This made him hesitate greatly, whether to intervene personally and make the battle easier for his members, or to leave it as such.
If he weakened the enemy, this would not be a true test for Umbra at all, but if he let them be, there would definitely be casualties and losses that could not be recouped!