Chapter 99: Chapter 82: Destroying the Family_1

Compared to other places, attacking the Followers of the Brutal God’s camp was the most troublesome task for General Pastte.

Although their battle teams had previously occupied temples and fought against the followers of the God of Lust, these were different circumstances. The Sigma Temple may have some defenses, but its primary function was as a religious institution. The noble mansions occupied by the succubuses and succubi of the God of Lust were indeed luxurious, but they lacked any real defensive measures.

However, a military camp was a different story.

It was a military stronghold, even within the city walls, one of the most difficult fortifications to capture. What made it even more concerning was that during the previous comet disaster, this military camp hadn’t suffered any significant damage. But its soldiers, their spirits lost due to the prolonged corruption and decadence, had deserted the fortress when faced with the catastrophe, effectively handing their well-fortified encampment to the enemy!

Hence, as he now gazed at the nearby military camp and guardian patrol above, General Pastte was grinding his teeth. If he could, he would round up all those damn deserters and cut them all down!

Of course, if it was simply about attacking a military camp, General Pastte wouldn’t be too worried. After all, this was just an urban military camp and the Followers of the Brutal God were limited in number. Even if they summoned a few demons, under the current situation, it wouldn’t make much of an impact.

But the problem was… that barrier.

General Pastte looked up, staring at a blood-red barrier outside the military camp. It was not a shield against the outside world, but a massive Magic Circle. Anyone who fought and died within it would have their strength and soul consumed by the Brutal God, empowering the stronghold and eventually establish a gateway to the Demon Realm. At that time, a horde of Brutal Demons would surge out.

Therefore, this wicked barrier had to be completely destroyed.

But… how could the barrier be destroyed without a fight?

Should we attack directly?

Upon this thought, General Pastte shook his head. He was an average general, half of his position secured by his family lineage. His ability to conduct wars was mediocre at best. He could analyze the current situation but could not come up with any solution. His previous methods were hardly ingenious, merely standard strategies of steady advance – if it weren’t for Duanmu Huai and his Pink Bunny Battle Team outperforming their task, General Pastte might still be stuck in the swamp of problems.

So, General Pastte didn’t think much further; he would let the tall ones handle it when the sky fell.

He turned his head and looked at Duanmu Huai by his side.

“It’s up to you.”

Duanmu Huai had previously stated that he had a way to break the barrier, which was why everyone came here in the first place. Apart from the Imperial Battle Teams, the Combat Nuns, Witch Hunters, and the Imperial Army had surrounded the place, ready to wage war at a moment’s notice.

Of course, if they chose to do so, it would be just as the Followers of the Brutal God wanted. They crave the enemy’s onslaught, and a bloody flesh-and-blood confrontation.

After all…

“Blood for the blood god, skulls for the skull throne!”

Hearing the slogan shouted from the city’s walls and seeing the Followers of the Brutal God fiercely waving their Battle Axes, Duanmu Huai rolled his eyes.

A bunch of muscle-brains.

“Leave it to me; it’s high time those muscle-brains got a taste of their medicine.”

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai stepped forward and extended his right hand, pointing it at the military camp. The Followers of the Brutal God mocked and shouted even louder at this sight. But Duanmu Huai did not care about the provocation of these simpletons; he focused only on the camp ahead, then channeled his spiritual energy into his Gravity Gloves.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene occurred.

Under everyone’s gaze, the solid walls of the military camp suddenly collapsed. The bricks shattered and flew up into the sky, and then fell to the ground. Following that, the interior of the camp began to collapse – the buildings made from heavy bricks began to shake uncontrollably, then suddenly cracked open.

It was as if an invisible hand had gripped the whole structure and was forcefully shaking it apart. The imposing military fortification crumbled in the blink of an eye, like a toy building destroyed by a mischievous child. Duanmu Huai merely waved his hand and cleared the heavy outer wall, revealing the interior rooms and furniture, and even some corpses.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned. The Imperial Captain fell to his knees, trembling and speechless. The Witch Hunters looked at Duanmu Huai in astonishment, not uttering a word. The Combat Nuns joined their hands and whispered prayers. As for the common soldiers and battle teams, they showered praises and cheers for the glory of Sigma.

On the other hand, the Followers of the Brutal God inside the fortress were both frightened and furious. Regrettably, they had no adequate countermeasure against this mysterious power – if they were the followers of the God of Trickery, they might have used some ancient, or even a sealed evil technique as a countermeasure. However, those stationed here despised magic the most among the devotees of the Evil Gods, and when faced with an attack of mysterious power, these Followers of the Brutal God were patently overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, Duanmu Huai was not looking too good, either.

Although the Gravity Gloves were useful, he still needed to use his spiritual energy to maintain their operation. Duanmu Huai could tell without looking at his status bar that his spiritual energy heat was accumulating rapidly. Theoretically speaking, psychic users utilizing subspace powers could use their spiritual energy indefinitely. However, much like how a machine gun would stop firing when overheated, if a psychic user overused their spiritual energy, it would only cause more trouble.

Fortunately, he found it!

After once again clearing a portion of the military camp, Duanmu Huai, hidden among the ruins of the camp, discovered a Sacrilage Altar full of bloodstains and scattered bones, and emanating an ominous aura.

This was it!

Duanmu Huai stared at the altar, then clenched his right hand tightly!

“Crack!!”

Under the invisible gravitational pressure, in the next moment, the Brutal God’s sacrificial altar was wholly shattered. Simultaneously, the red barrier that enveloped the entire military camp disappeared.

Seeing this, General Pastte’s eyes brightened. He drew his Longsword and held it high in the air.

“Everyone! Charge!!!”

There’s not much to elaborate in the subsequent battle. With no military camp as a barricade and the barrier being shattered, the remaining Brutal Believers were no match for the overwhelming Imperial Army and battle team. They were swiftly chopped into pieces.

When the last Brutal Believer fell, and the soldiers’ cheers echoed, a task notification from the system appeared before Duanmu Huai.

[Chosen by God Task “Glory of Sigma” Phase One Completed]

[Task Evaluation: Outstanding!]

[You have demonstrated the glory of Sigma, and reclaimed this cursed city! It will rise again from the ruins, regaining its past radiance!]

[Acquired 35000 Experience Points, an extra 18000 Experience Points, level up to 28, +3 Specialty Points, +3 Attribute Points]

[Received extra skill “Soul Flame” (Erupt a sacred fire around yourself, burn the enemies)]

[Chosen by God Task “Glory of Sigma” Phase Two Initiated]

[Task Objective: Revitalize the Empire]

[This country is currently shrouded in the shadow of Chaos. You will wield the hammer of Sigma’s glory, eradicate this darkness and rejuvenate the Empire!]

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Huai’s first reaction was… Hey, you’re sticking onto me again?!

If Sigma had been here, Duanmu Huai would have grabbed him by his collar and questioned, why the hell should I care about your Empire’s misfortune? Why should I save your Empire? We don’t even know each other dude!

If it was Zhen Dan, Duanmu Huai might begrudgingly lend a hand. But as for the Empire? He had no relationship or connection to it. How could you have the audacity to ask me for help?

Honestly speaking, Duanmu Huai felt his intervention in Modheim was simply a mutual exploitation with Sigma. In fact, the Empire’s Guardian God didn’t really do much. Aside from showing some flamboyant hologram in the Sigma Temple, he was basically inactive. Duanmu Huai did everything himself, whether it was the capture of the temple, breaking the plot of the Chaos Believers, or exterminating the Ratman, all without using Sigma’s powers.

Even the bombardment consumed his own ammunition!

Yet, people around were attributing everything to the glory of Sigma – alright, Duanmu Huai endured that much, but you can’t always exploit a sheep for wool, right?

It’s nice of him to help once, but surely you don’t actually expect me to become the Emperor! You think I, the Judge of the Tribunal, would really play house on this medieval planet?

A judge oftentimes assumes the responsibility more like that of a fire brigade captain. For instance, they would get involved in investigating, judging, and executing whenever signs of Chaos plaguing a planet were detected or some special circumstances arose on a planet. The follow-up work, however, was generally handed over to the local Planet Governor or Planet Ruler to sort out.

Of course, some judges would choose a planet to station and conscript resources and soldiers. But as a Soul Walker, Duanmu Huai didn’t need a conscripted planet. He only needed to expand his own Soul Fragment World. After all, the Soul Fragment World was located in the subspace. As long as Duanmu Huai anchored its coordinates to his space station, it basically provided him a portable world for his personnel and supplies that couldn’t be attacked or invaded by the Chaotic Demon.

“I refuse.”

So, Duanmu Huai resolutely chose to refuse. However, soon after, a system prompt popped up again in front of him.

[Chosen by God Task “Glory of Sigma” Phase Two Initiated]

[Task Objective: Revitalize the Empire]

[This country is currently shrouded in the shadow of Chaos. You will wield the hammer of Sigma’s glory, eradicate this darkness and rejuvenate the Empire!]

[Task Reward Doubled]

“Well……..”

Seeing the last line, Duanmu Huai fell into silence.

Task reward doubled, huh….

It didn’t only mean the experiences doubled, but it also meant the levels of other skills would increase. It seemed Sigma was really adamant about sticking with him.

For Duanmu Huai, the experience was quite useful at the moment since leveling up was important as well.

As for revitalizing the Empire… Duanmu Huai did have a solution. It wasn’t possible for him to become an emperor himself, but… he could appoint someone else as the emperor.

As Sigma’s Chosen, his words were effectively Sigma’s words. So, whoever Duanmu Huai appointed as the emperor would have to become the emperor, right?

Coincidentally, Duanmu Huai had someone in mind for this.

“Alright, then.”

Although Duanmu Huai wondered if the reward would be doubled again if he refused another time, he remembered not to push his luck too far. So, he reluctantly nodded accepting the task.

After all, he was at no loss, right?