Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 2102: The Obsession of the Supreme of a Hundred Battles

The branch of the World Tree, carrying Lin Moyu’s consciousness, made contact with the blue vortex.

With a hum, Lin Moyu’s soul world shook violently, and countless streams of consciousness flowed along the World Tree.

“I still want to fight, I can still fight!”

“What does it matter if my strength is exhausted? I can still self-destruct, burn my remaining soul, and kill you all!”

“The soul of the human race never admits defeat, never!”

Countless consciousnesses shouted in Lin Moyu’s soul world, filled with sorrow, anger, helplessness, and unwillingness.

Thousands of emotions intertwined, stirring Lin Moyu’s emotions and shaking his soul.

Lin Moyu firmly guarded his mind, solidifying his Dao heart, and expelled these emotions one by one.

He couldn’t accept these emotions; if he did, he would go mad.

The emotions in the consciousness were nearly insane, already an obsession. Any one of them could drive a Divine Venerable mad, incredibly terrifying.

Fortunately, Lin Moyu had experience receiving the inheritance of Heavenly Venerables multiple times. His willpower was already far beyond that of a Saint Venerable.

Finally, a voice rang out, “Descendant of the human race!”

This voice was relatively stable, standing out among the countless streams of consciousness.

His voice was above the other consciousnesses, and Lin Moyu felt his presence.

With the help of the World Tree, he saw the owner of the voice.

A middle-aged man, clad in battle armor, with a burly figure and holding a giant war hammer, was looking at him with piercing eyes.

At the same time, a majestic figure appeared in the blue vortex, as if the master of this world, overlooking the heavens and earth.

Lin Moyu realized the identity of the other party and spoke with some respect, “Junior Lin Moyu greets the senior.”

“My name is Bai Zhan, the Supreme of the human race!”

The majestic figure spoke with a voice full of authority, revealing his identity.

He was called the Supreme of a Hundred Battles, the Supreme of the human race.

Lin Moyu said, “Greetings to the Supreme of a Hundred Battles. This junior accidentally entered your rule world. Please, Supreme, allow me to leave.”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles looked at Lin Moyu with a condescending gaze, “You, a mere Divine Venerable, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?”

Lin Moyu was taken aback. This Supreme of a Hundred Battles seemed different from the other Supremes he had encountered.

The other human Supremes he had met all valued and cared for the younger generation of the human race.

But this Supreme of a Hundred Battles seemed different.

Thinking about it, many human Divine Venerables had died in the rule world, indicating that this Supreme of a Hundred Battles was not an easy person to deal with.

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles said in a low voice, “When the great war began, you Divine Venerables did not think of cultivating, did not guard your homeland, only knew how to flee. What use are you?”

“You fled to the outer world, preferring to die there rather than fight the enemy. What right do you have to survive?”

Lin Moyu was stunned, listening to the Supreme of a Hundred Battles. It seemed that many Divine Venerables had fled to the outer world back then.

Did those Divine Venerables think the human race was finished?

In ancient times, Divine Venerables were as numerous as dogs, far more than now.

Among so many Divine Venerables, it was not impossible for some to be cowardly.

At the critical moment of life and death, they chose to flee, which was also normal.

Lin Moyu’s mind turned, realizing something, “Senior, do you not know what happened later?”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles said in a deep voice, “Later? What happened later? I had already died in battle. In the end, I gathered the remnants of my old troops and went to the outer world to hunt down those cowards.”

“Seeing you here, I know we must have won later.”

“The human race must win, and those who fled to the outer world must die!”

Lin Moyu finally understood that this Supreme of a Hundred Battles was trapped in his own obsession.

He was very brave, and his subordinates were also very brave, never retreating even in death.

Such a person hated cowards the most.

Normally, when the great war began, the human Divine Venerables should have worked hard to cultivate, quickly become Other Shore beings, achieve Saint Venerable status, and join the battlefield.

But some human Divine Venerables fled.

He hated these fleeing Divine Venerables. After his death, he used his rule world to gather the remnants of his soul and his subordinates’ souls, entering the outer world to hunt down those Divine Venerables.

This thought became his obsession, so much so that no Divine Venerable who entered could leave.

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles’ memory was actually stuck at that moment of his death, completely unaware of what happened later.

Lin Moyu said, “Senior, it seems you don’t know what happened later.”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles looked at Lin Moyu. With a movement, he entered Lin Moyu’s soul world through the World Tree.

His gaze swept over, “Divine Venerable realm, Saint Venerable soul, rule world form, you are a top genius of the human race.”

“Someone like you wouldn’t flee. You are qualified to talk to me.”

His tone changed slightly, still lofty and authoritative, but he acknowledged Lin Moyu’s status, allowing him to speak.

After all, top geniuses receive different treatment wherever they go.

Even a Supreme would have a different attitude towards such a top genius.

Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this Supreme’s obsession still retained some memory.

Obsession is often chaotic. Lin Moyu feared encountering an irrational Supreme’s obsession, which would be terrifying, leaving no room for negotiation.

Lin Moyu said, “I want to tell you that our human race did not win, but we did not lose either.”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles’ aura fluctuated several times, his large eyes staring at Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu continued, “The Black Blood Great Realm is missing, the Great World is severely damaged, and the Heavenly Venerables have all left the Great World!”

“Impossible!” The Supreme of a Hundred Battles roared, shaking the entire soul world.

A yellow light emerged from Lin Moyu’s soul, the soul gem of the Calamity Scepter shining brightly, blocking the Supreme’s roar.

If it were another Divine Venerable, their soul would have been scattered by this roar.

“Obsession is still obsession, prone to madness at any time!” Lin Moyu felt a lingering fear but still said, “Senior, there’s no need to be so angry. Although the Heavenly Venerables left, the Great World did not perish, and our human race survived.”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles growled, “The Heavenly Venerables fled too. So they are cowards as well. Even the Heavenly Venerables would run away.”

Then he angrily said to Lin Moyu, “Why didn’t you leave? A genius like you, why didn’t the Heavenly Venerables take you with them?”

Lin Moyu said, “Senior, the great war you experienced was already two million years ago.”

This time, the Supreme of a Hundred Battles was stunned. His memory had always been stuck at the moment of his death, completely unaware that so much time had passed.

He murmured, “Time, so much time has passed!”

He didn’t doubt Lin Moyu’s words. As a Supreme, he could sense the truth with a slight perception.

Lin Moyu suspected that after his death, he became an obsession, always in a state of confused slumber.

It wasn’t until just now that Lin Moyu awakened him.

Lin Moyu said, “Over the years, our human race has also faced some disasters, but fortunately, we have survived.”

“I just want to tell you, senior, that Divine Venerables are very precious to the human race now. Many human Divine Venerables have died here over the years. Please, senior, don’t kill any more.”

The Supreme of a Hundred Battles closed his eyes, seemingly contemplating Lin Moyu’s words.

Lin Moyu continued to ask, “Senior, do you know Red Star Supreme?”