novelODS Chapter 440 - 109: They’re... Trying to Annihilate Our Nation!?
Chapter 440 - 109: They’re... Trying to Annihilate Our Nation!?
"It’s not that we don’t want to help, it’s that we simply don’t have the manpower."
Master Chen’s voice grew heavier, tinged with a helpless bitterness:
"The intel from our inside sources is clear. The ’Global Alliance Army against the Holy Empire’ was never just targeting Tingfeng’s Holy Empire."
"The moment they announced their alliance, they officially declared a ’Plane Invasion’ against all Tier Three and Tier Four Lord Planes in our Hua Country territory, giving us no time to react."
He paused, his fingertip tracing over the coordinates of the three Lord Planes closest to the border on the screen. The "Locked" indicators there were already flashing red.
"Right now, every Lord Plane in the Hua Country territory has to muster its forces for defense. Forget sending elite players to support Tingfeng; we’ll have to fight with everything we’ve got just to hold onto our own Lord’s Halls and Lord Planes."
Hearing this, someone in the crowd cried out in alarm:
"What!?"
"A full-scale invasion!?"
"They’re... trying to wipe out our country!?"
The middle-aged man who had shouted staggered back into his chair, the words seeming to have drained all his strength.
The conference room fell silent once more, the silence even deeper than before.
Everyone understood. The enemy wasn’t just targeting Tingfeng. They were using the "anti-Holy Empire" banner as a pretext to completely trample every single Plane in the Hua Country player territory, plunder their resources, destroy their domains and armies, and permanently erase all high-level Hua Country players from the Lord Game.
Master Chen stared at the flashing red lights on the screen, his gaunt fingers gripping the metal armrest of the table so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"The last Eight Realms Alliance Army was just to strike at Tingfeng."
"But this time, the Global Alliance Army is here to eradicate us, root and branch."
"From now on, no one can stay out of this. Every single Hua Country player must take up arms and fight them to the death."
The red glow from the screen reflected on everyone’s faces. No one spoke, but their clenched fists, tense backs, and the fury igniting in their eyes all conveyed the same resolve: even if it meant death, they would defend their Lord Planes and their dignity as Hua Country players.
At the same time, a cold, golden system notification suddenly materialized on the retinas of every single player in the Hua Country territory, its glaring light piercing the barrier between the virtual and the real.
Whether they were Hua Country Lord Players drinking and shopping in city alleyways, sitting enthroned in their Lord Planes managing their domains, or lone-wolf Hua Country Lord Players in seclusion trying to break through a bottleneck in their Combat Techniques—all of them were abruptly interrupted by the sudden notification.
[Warning!]
[Your Lord Plane has been locked on to by an unknown Plane. Invasion imminent!]
[Plane War officially triggered!]
[Key Rule: Combat will commence after a period of time. The Professional Levels of all participants on both sides will be synchronized to their respective faction’s average level!]
[Urgent Intel! The enemy has formed a cross-Plane Alliance Army! A total of eight Lord Planes have allied! Your Lord Plane will face a coordinated attack from an "Eight Realms Alliance Army"!]
[Response Tip: You may initiate "cooperation" with other non-hostile Lord Planes to form a defensive alliance and jointly resist the invasion from the unknown Plane!]
[All Lord Planes in your faction have been detected as having war declared upon them by players from other national territories. Your Lord Plane’s dimensional barrier has been isolated, cross-Plane support is forbidden, and you will be forced to confront the coordinated attack of the Eight Realms Alliance Army in a "1v8" state!]
The cold system text was branded into everyone’s minds, refusing to fade.
A Hua Country Lord Player watching the news broadcast on a skyscraper rooftop abruptly lowered his phone, the vibrant light in his eyes dimming instantly.
In a Lord’s castle, a Hua Country Lord Player who had just issued resource allocation orders stared at the notification, their finger hovering over the virtual panel, unable to fall.
Even casual players who preferred a peaceful "farming" playstyle emerged from their Lord’s Halls, looking up at the faint red pillar of light in their Plane’s sky, their expressions incomparably grim.
The guild master of one Player Alliance muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief:
"Dimensional barrier isolation... cross-Plane support forbidden?"
"In other words?"
"We can’t even help each other now?"
A nearby member of the Player Alliance, his face pale, swiped through the system notification again and again to confirm.
"That’s right... Every Lord Plane in the Hua Country territory has been isolated. We’re on our own!"
"Dammit!"
"Are these foreign pigs trying to wipe us out completely?"
"How could they pull something like this?"
His words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing any lingering hope in everyone’s hearts.
In past Tier Four "National Plane Wars," even though the Hua Country territory was often ganged up on by foreign territories, Hua Country players could still mount a resistance—and even score counter-kills—by sharing resources and supporting one another.
But this time, the "Global Alliance Army against the Holy Empire" had used the rules of the Plane War to cut off all escape routes for the Hua Country players. Every single Hua Country Lord Plane that had been declared upon was like an isolated city under siege, each forced to face the combined assault of eight foreign Lord Planes alone.
1v8.
Those four characters, 1vs8, weighed like a massive boulder on the heart of every Hua Country player.
The enemy was a super Plane Alliance Army assembled with the full might of the rest of the world, while they were trapped in their respective Planes, forced to hold out with only their own domain’s defenses, troops, and stored resources.
A minimum of seven days, a maximum of one month. This wasn’t preparation time; it was more like a countdown to a death sentence.
Some subconsciously gripped their weapons, knuckles turning white.
Others turned and rushed toward their domain’s fortifications, frantically starting to reinforce them.
Still others opened their communication channels, roaring to assemble all their subordinates. After the initial panic, a wave of resolute, shared animosity spread rapidly throughout the Hua Country player base.
"Fuck!"
"Let’s do this!"
One Warrior player slammed his battle blade into the ground, sending sparks flying, and then shouted in the chat channel:
"Even if it’s 1v8, we can’t let these foreign bastards walk all over us to get their win!"
"Relay the orders! All resources are to be diverted to defense and military preparations! All affiliated Native Creatures capable of fighting are to be conscripted into the battle roster!" a Lord Player’s voice rang out, filled with the do-or-die resolve of one burning their bridges. "Even if it’s down to the last soldier, we will defend our Lord Plane!"
"Fuck it!"
"To arms!"
"Let’s kill those foreign pigs!"
The cold system notification still flickered on their retinas as the red pillar of light enveloped every Lord Plane.
The Hua Country players all understood. This time, they had no retreat, no reinforcements. They could only fight a Desperate Battle.
They would either survive this horrifying 1v8 war, or they would become ordinary people whose Lord’s Halls had been shattered, forever expelled from the stage of the Lord World by those foreign players.
The shadow of war had now completely fallen over every inch of the Hua Country territory.
And the instant the system notification appeared, Qin Feng, who was polishing the edge of his Beheading Sword, abruptly froze.
He lifted his gaze to scan the notification. His previously calm expression darkened in an instant, his brow furrowing deeply as a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
’These guys...’
’They were so thoroughly crushed by me in the last Plane War that they couldn’t even fight back, and now they resort to this despicable trick, targeting other Hua Country Lord Players?’
’Just as I thought!’
’I was right not to hold back!’
’Using my Divine Gift: Eye of the Hunter to eliminate a third of the souls of every foreign player who fought me...’
’...was the absolute right thing to do!’