Chapter 456: The Absolutes

After finding the cause of the problem, the Seven Ragnaroks began testing various countermeasures.

First, they tried to destroy each micro surveillance bot into nothingness using their power.

Unfortunately, it was too inefficient; without a large-scale destruction attack, they couldn't destroy them before they were replenished again.

The second approach was to crack them. Although they are magic-based creatures, they still have some proficiency in technology.

Trying to crack the micro surveillance bots, they met with another failure.

If destroying them was still possible, cracking them was close to impossible.

They had little to no knowledge about this kind of sophisticated technology.

Achieving nothing, they slumped gloomily.

"How about we block them?" the Inferno Ragnarok suggested.

"Block? What do we block them for? Arrays do not work in this environment," the Plague Ragnarok jeered.

"What about expelling them? With enough aura, we could repel these tiny devices outside our view," the Inferno Ragnarok suggested again.

"What do you think we're doing? Look around to see if there are any micro surveillance devices here. In all our tests, expelling is the only viable solution," the Radiant Ragnarok said.

"So what's the problem then? If we can expel them, there's no issue. Let's quickly attack the Etherium Outpost!" the Inferno Ragnarok said.

After a few years of coping, the fighting intent in his body was already on the verge of explosion.

"What are you talking about? Even if they can't see us, they could still know our position!" the Plague Ragnarok refuted.

"No, it seems right! The only advantage the enemy has against us is guerrilla warfare!"

"Because they knew exactly the quantity and quality of our troops, the enemy could chip in exactly the number of manpower needed for an ambush or traps!"

"However, erasing all their advantages, even if they know our position, they can only expend more manpower to ambush us."

"If we divide enough, forming various blanks on the battlefield, we can win!"

Listening to the Radiant Ragnarok's explanation, the other six were stunned.

Indeed, if the enemy only knew their position and not other information, the Etherium Realm could only form a massive number of guerrilla troops and outnumber them.

Wasting too much of their manpower, although there would be a lot of sacrifice, they could reach the Etherium outpost successfully.

As for large-scale traps that could wipe them out, it was impossible to appear on this battlefield.

All the rules in this void battlefield want them to fight in close combat.

Without worrying about massive destruction, they can march confidently toward the enemy.

Soon, they began gathering troops, teaching them large-scale repelling spells.

Because the micro surveillance bots were too small, the repelling spell didn't need to be powerful, just wide and large enough.

...

In Etherium Outpost.

"Finally discovered, huh?"

Seeing the projection map getting empty, Maximus knew they had discovered the weakness of the micro surveillance bots.

It was only a mortal object floating in the air; they could be easily expelled with just a gentle blow.

Because they remain inconspicuous until now, even if they were blown by the wind, they could quickly rearrange themselves.

However, now that the enemy is actively repelling them, the previous program no longer works.

"The time for the decisive fight is about to begin..."

Thinking of the upcoming battle, he quickly held a meeting with Fealan, Alabaster, and Readius.

Initially, this would have been easier with the complete projection of the map. Now, they could only waste their manpower to do the same.

Soon, the battlefield began to fill with blood and gore.

Leading their army, most of the time, they only found dud bait, only managing to kill thousands of enemies.

Sometimes, they would be lucky and find a full course, killing millions of enemies huddled together.

Maximus also tried to use the Truth Seal, hoping to find precise information about the enemy.

However, after he tried to use it, he met with no reaction.

It seemed that one or multiple tier 12 ultimate treasures were at play, preventing any form of cheating.

Although the Truth Seal was equivalent to his power, the dimensional war rules seemed to prevent any absolutes.

Absolute truth, absolute resurrection, absolute immunity, absolute omniscience, absolute death, and anything that could end the war easily and unfairly were all banned.

"Tsk, what a scam! It's my luck and ability that I could earn these treasures; why can't I use them?" Maximus complained.

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

Although this is a war, it's still a competition, the ladder for lower dimensions to ascend.

If Maximus could use tier 12 treasures unscrupulously, what was preventing those tier 12 dimensions from buying tier 9 dimensions and using their foundation to upgrade it tier 12?

Without limit, the strong could monopolize the ladder of advancement.

If so, why would there still be a dimensional war? They could just plunder each other and make the world ablaze.

...

While Maximus was complaining, the war continued.

Bringing 20 million people with him, Alabaster went to their next target.

"The enemy is in front; be ready..." Alabaster warned.

As soon as they met each other, Alabaster smiled.

"Jackpot! 10 million experience monsters found!" Alabaster smiled.

During these few weeks of the war, Alabaster always found dud red circles, killing only thousands of enemies.

Finding a red circle with full loot, Alabaster couldn't help but be excited.

"Surround, don't let anyone escape..." Alabaster muttered with a smile.

However, the enemy was unbothered, leisurely marching in front, not seeming to take the enemy before them in mind.

"Hmm?" Noticing this, Alabaster also felt something was wrong.

"You should be one of the supreme leaders of the Etherium Realm. Nice to meet you; I'm the Juggernaut Ragnarok." A man in pristine white with two swords on his back said.

"Juggernaut Ragnarok..." Hearing the name, Alabaster frowned.

Based on the intelligence he had read, Fealan, who fought a Ragnarok a week ago, suffered massive casualties.

Although they won in the end, the defeat was too tragic just because of a person who called himself the Inferno Ragnarok.

"A Ragnarok, huh?" Alabaster muttered, his battle intent soaring to the sky.

He didn't care about the 10 million experience mobs anymore.

Alabaster's eyes were only on one person.

What are a few benefits compared to an exciting battle?

"Shall we dance?" Alabaster invited, transforming his body and brandishing his claws.

"Gladly..."