Chapter 445: End of Dimensional Battlefield

"Brother, no fair! Let me join!" Martin said, seeing Silvan soloing the enemy.

"Then he's yours,"

"Hahaha, thank you, brother," Martin said, unconsciously licking his lips.

With surging blood-red energy, Martin charged toward Leopold like a beast.

"Hmph! Foolish!" Leopold muttered, meeting Martin head-on.

As their fists connected, Leopold felt pain as his hand cracked under the impact.

If Leopold's hand crashed, with the difference in their body mass due to realm difference, Martin's hand was directly disabled.

However, instead of grimacing in pain like him, the look in Martin's eyes was only more excitement and euphoria.

"Another insane brat!" Leopold cursed.

Before Martin's hand regenerated, his fist was followed by a kick in mid-air.

Blocking the attack with his other hand, Leopold felt his hand turning into vegetables.

"How is this possible? A technique? What ability is this?" Leopold thought.

Having both his hands disabled in just an exchange, Leopold retreated, weirded out by Martin's ability.

"Hehe, everything around me would be vulnerable. I seek blood; thus, I fight for blood," Martin answered, his childlike innocence disappearing.

Seeing the blood, his mind was incomparably clear, like a beast ready to devour prey.

"Now, kill! Kill! Kill!"

In excitement, Martin attacked consecutively without stopping.

Regardless of Leopold's counterattacks, Martin didn't stop.

If his hand were injured, he would use his feet.

If both were injured, he would use his head.

No matter how battered he was, with blood all over his body, Martin didn't stop.

Meanwhile, Leopold, who was suffering a beating, cursed inwardly.

Martin's fighting style was too bloody.

Feeling his vulnerable body suffering a beating like a mortal, he wanted to escape.

However, as soon as he tried, another brat would attack him across space.

Trapped like a beast and suffering a beating a few more times, Leopold finally had enough.

He didn't care any longer and decided to escape using all his might.

Using the tier 12 treasure the Twilight alliance lent him, he urged it using his origin, forming a barrier for his escape.

This treasure could form an indestructible barrier that could even block a tier 11 attack.

In turn, the damage it suffered would consume his energy.

Suffering from Vaelin's earlier suicide attack, Leopold barely had energy and could barely fight.

Now, meeting these two crazy brats, Leopold could only burn his origin, regardless of injury, to escape this place.

"You can't run~," Martin said, seeing Leopold turning to escape.

"See you later, brat." Leopold only smiled wryly, trying his best to escape.

Finally, after a few hours of pursuit, with Leopold coughing blood and his body battered with injuries, he finally escaped.

Seeing the enemy escape, Martin sighed in disappointment.

"Don't worry too much," Silvan said, seeing Martin's disappointment.

Although he could lock the space, Leopold was too powerful and had more experience escaping from their clutches.

"These two girls are too rebellious," Liam sighed in defeat.

"Hahaha, don't let it get to you. These two girls are too cute!" Elysienne laughed, seeing the reason the two died.

"Hey, kids these days," Amara muttered, also speechless.

"Hmm, however, the attack this time was weird. It seems that not only are we being tested, but we are also being used as a sharpening stone for those geniuses," Liam muttered.

"Then once we are fat and juicy, they would come in droves and end us," Amara continued, guessing the plan behind the scenes.

Living for billions of epochs, the intrigue and tricks from the inner area were too straightforward to guess.

"It doesn't matter; they are using us, and we are also using them..."

After reaching a milestone, the points they earned wouldn't disappear after the enemy killed them.

Although the points the enemy would get depended on how much they had, the two were independent of each other.

Thus, Liam didn't hate those forces from the inner area; he was even somewhat thankful.

With attacks coming one by one, not only would they earn more points, but they could also train at the same time.

...

Soon, days, months, and years passed by.

The once vibrant Shadowcrest outpost was now tattered all over.

The trillions of population in the base had already perished under the never-ending battle.

"We are at the end of our ropes, huh?" Liam muttered wryly, looking at the scene.

Every few months, the Shadowcrest outpost would be attacked.

From one genius to two geniuses to three geniuses, the enemy they faced became stronger and stronger.

Within the span of 30 years, they were attacked over a hundred times.

As for the geniuses, they fought; some escaped, and some died.

However, no matter who they were, they couldn't destroy the Shadowcrest outpost.

"Brothers, after we get back, we must drink until we get knocked out," Max said with a big smile.

"Sure," Liam nodded readily.

"Hmm," Nathan nodded, somewhat missing his wife's home-cooked meal.

A few decades ago, when they were killing people who escaped, they met a tough nut, causing his wife Zoe to sacrifice herself.

Although knowing it's a virtual world, he still feels hurt remembering the scene.

Vowing to avenge her, he fought regardless of injury and fatigue, causing him to be the last one of the few to survive.

"Hey, what about us sisters? You can't leave us out, can you?" Asha asked in dissatisfaction.

Asha's luck had always been invincible.

Coupled with the origin manual and corresponding treasure, Asha managed to survive by the skin of her teeth in the last 30 years.

Although Asha wasn't the strongest, her luck always tried to keep her alive.

"You can join, of course. Sister Lily and Maya too, we should drink with the whole family!" Max replied.

Liam, Max, Nathan, Lily, Asha, and Maya were the only survivors after decades of never-ending battle.

With their strength, ability, intelligence, and luck, they kept the Shadowcrest stronghold standing to this very end.

Looking at millions of individuals raging with incomparable auras they only felt from the geniuses they fought; they didn't have any will left to fight.

"Should we leave here?" Liam asked.

"Hmm, time to go home..."

Looking one last time at the base they built for hundreds of years, Liam reluctantly detonated the place, seeing the enemy arrive before them.

BOOOOM!