Chapter 1150: The Terrifying Crimson Nemesis!

Chapter 1150: The Terrifying Crimson Enemy!

He gazed upon these five newly ascended deities.

Among them, three were newly risen deities of the Human race, while the other two— one a newly risen deity of the Fog Beasts, and the other a newly risen deity of the Blood Moon Clan.

Zhou Zhan felt satisfied in his heart.

War!

Indeed, war was the finest arena for forging true warriors!

In just a single battle, so many deities and true deities had been born. Such a scenario had never occurred in any previous clan-annihilation wars.

As he thought this, he raised his right hand, and five world rings shot from his grasp, landing before them.

"These are your true deity benefits, as usual—six complete sets of lower-tier true deity artifacts. You may select one to belong to you personally. The remaining five artifacts are loaned to you by me. Once you have earned sufficient military merit, you may purchase the remaining artifacts outright."

Zhou Zhan smiled softly.

"Thank you, Majesty!"

The five newly ascended True Gods, upon hearing the Emperor's words, stared at the space rings before them with burning eyes.

These were six True Divine Artifacts!

Worn upon their bodies, even as newly risen True Gods, they could effortlessly annihilate peers of equal rank. Against True God mid-level deities, as long as the divine laws weren't restricting them, they would utterly dominate their opponents—sometimes even killing them outright. And even when facing True God upper-level beings, they could hold their own in direct confrontation, gaining the upper hand in the short term.

This was the terrifying power of a complete set of six True Divine Artifacts!

Carried into the outside world, they would send shockwaves through countless gods and True Gods across the multiverse.

The Emperor had given them so freely and easily.

The Emperor's generosity and open-heartedness truly had to be felt firsthand.

Zhou Zhan nodded gently, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Your Majesty, there is one more matter."

"We have just eliminated approximately 125 million red-hued soldiers, 520,000 red-hued deities, and all true gods in our recent battle."

"Among these, 12 million red-hued soldiers and 50,000 red-hued deities—after being destroyed—were resurrected through the aid of Supreme Power, regaining their physical forms and souls, returning to their former states. As for these beings, how should we treat them?"

Bai Yun inquired.

"What are their current physical and mental conditions? Have they suffered any memory loss or other cognitive impairments?"

"Have they retained the extraordinary powers they possessed during the fog-bound monster era?"

"Do they remember their previous existence as red-hued monsters?"

Zhou Zhan asked.

"Their physical and mental conditions are excellent. Indeed, some beings who were previously disabled have fully recovered from their old injuries—some even surpassing the health of ordinary living beings."

"As for their strength, although they have returned to normal life forms, their inherent power levels remain unchanged. I have personally tested them, and it appears they have perfectly inherited both the strength and combat experience from their monster era."

"Regarding their memories, I have also inquired— they say they have forgotten the memories of being mist monsters. The question they asked me most frequently was, 'What year is it in the Supreme Era now?'"

Bai Yun replied.

"Have they truly forgotten?"

Zhou Zhan murmured to himself. "Well, if they've forgotten—good. If they've forgotten—also good."

"Then they won't have to dwell on their past as monsters."

"Let them choose for themselves."

"If they wish to remain in our Jiayang Empire, grant them the status of common citizens."

"If they desire to join the military, issue them transfer certificates, and allow them to become imperial-grade troops, joining our main combat forces."

"If they wish to leave, let them go—no need to force them to stay."

"Once the records are complete, inform me tonight."

Zhou Zhan Dao.

His heart stirred with deep sentiment.

This was the terrifying essence of the mythic-tier, singular lord's gift—the Red Enemy.

After a single battle, the total strength of his own troops did not diminish but increased.

The enemy's forces, however, shrank dramatically.

With such a stark contrast, the gap would only widen.

No wonder it was called the Enemy of Heaven.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Bai Yun spoke respectfully.

Then he ordered the army to rest for half an hour, after which they would continue with the ambush plan.

And He began to extract the corpses of these six hundred true gods.

The result left Zhou Zhan exceedingly satisfied.

Among these six hundred true gods, a total of 11,350 true divine artifacts and 24 master artifacts were obtained.

Though all were lower-tier artifacts from the master gods, Zhou Zhan was already content.

……

Meanwhile.

Oss received the outcome of the war.

"What?!"

"Your forces and number of deities are a hundredfold fewer than the enemy, yet you still allowed them to escape?!"

"Not only did they escape—your entire army of Crimson True Gods was annihilated?!"

Osir couldn't believe it, and then a storm of rage began to rise upon His face.

"Report to Your Grace Osir, the enemy's warships are astonishingly swift—we cannot catch them. Moreover, they wield array techniques of strength comparable to the subordinates of the Primordial Gods. They can choose to fight or retreat at will, and we are utterly powerless to stop them."

"And the Celestial Sovereign's power is terrifying. He possesses a formidable, Primordial-level reserve—allowing him to forcibly manifest Primordial-level combat strength. Our over one hundred Crimson True Gods were all annihilated by a single individual of his."

"We did manage to let them escape, but that does not mean we are incompetent. The truth is, their strength is truly overwhelming."

The leader of the Crimson True Gods of the Xuan An Empire spoke solemnly.

Osir said nothing, instead summoning the battle footage from that time.

After watching it once, His brows furrowed deeply.

At that moment, He no longer blamed the enemy.

This Celestial Sovereign wields many tactics—each one utterly effective in warfare. Now, merely observing them, He finds himself overwhelmed, let alone the enemy themselves.

The only good news, however, is that after employing the Primordial-level secret technique, the Celestial Sovereign appears to have fallen into a state of vulnerability. That could be a perfect opportunity to strike back.

He didn't hesitate—immediately summoning a general.

"Transmit the Emperor's orders."

"From this point forward, the entire army shall remain on high alert. As soon as any signs of the Praja Empire's vessels are detected, all forces must mobilize immediately, and we must ensure they are left behind!"

"All True God-class warships shall enter combat readiness, prepared at any moment to launch and pursue the enemy."

"Yes, sir!"

The general departed instantly upon receiving the orders.

Os continued watching the war footage.

"The Red Enemy?"

"Would the Master of Red allow such a specific mission to be issued?"

"What is their current situation?"

Os looked toward Xuan An, the true god leader of the Crimson Empire.

Seeing this,

the true god leader immediately shared all the information he knew with him.

"Exceptional combat power at the same tier—capable of crushing fog soldiers and even crimson beings of the same level..."

"And after killing his own soldiers, he reverts the deceased into their original, ordinary state—those who were once beings of the Supreme Continent?"

"That's why they're called the Crimson Antagonist."

Os narrowed his eyes.

He had a gut feeling.

If he could eliminate these Crimson Antagonists, he would surely receive immense rewards from the Crimson Sovereign.

"Ah, Sovereign of the People, Sovereign of the People."

"Every time I hear about your deeds, I am filled with even greater wonder."

He murmured to himself.