Chapter 49: The End, War Punishment!

The Specters fell at a rapid pace.

Within moments, nearly half had been slain by the demons.

The enemy had losses as well, but they weren’t significant.

Still, it was enough.

At this moment, the Magic Array in front of Qi Lin had already formed completely.

A massive Golden-Red Hexagram floated before him, radiating an unparalleled aura of terror.

In truth, transforming into a dragon would greatly speed up magic formation, but that was far too conspicuous—something that would be incomprehensible to other Lords.

So, it’s better to conceal a bit of strength.

Qi Lin surveyed everything before him, the golden light in his eyes growing ever more dazzling.

He stretched out his arms, touching the Magic Array before him.

“Get back!”

Qin Hang’s pupils shrank below, and he immediately shouted a warning to the Lords behind him.

The demons in midair also heard and charged fearlessly toward Qi Lin.

A terrifying, scorching red beam erupted like a volcanic explosion, surging out in an instant, melting everything before it with flames and molten lava.

The heat distorted the air, and everything in its path was incinerated in a flash.

A deep, charred scar was left on the ground; all along its length, nothing remained but ash.

The air was thick with the stench of sulfur.

This single attack made everyone feel suffocated and afraid.

It also forced every surviving Lord to accept reality.

At this moment, Qin Hang looked disheveled.

He stared up at the sky in shock.

The attacking demons and specters had been obliterated—nothing left, not even dust.

“What kind of monster is this…”

He began to doubt himself.

Was the enemy truly human?

Could a human really possess such power?

The surrounding Lords collapsed to the ground.

When the attack struck, their minds went blank.

They couldn’t even react to escape.

Those who survived had simply been standing near the edge.

“This… is this still human…”

“Can we really… defeat such a monster?”

Under this single blow, the Alliance Army had already lost more than half.

Qin Hang’s losses were the most severe; the demons at the front were almost completely annihilated.

Their opponent didn’t feel like an enemy, but rather an unbeatable boss!

Qi Lin landed slowly.

His breathing was ragged.

The Dragon Breath just unleashed had consumed over half his strength.

As expected, being only level seven was still too much of a stretch.

He hadn’t expected it to be so powerful.

Now, half the corpses were gone—how was he supposed to summon any undead now?

Everyone stared at him like he was a monster.

Qi Lin twisted his neck, stretched his limbs, and smiled slightly.

“I’ll give you a chance too—join the Qilin Alliance.”

His mocking smile and words were an answer to what Qin Hang had said before the battle.

Of course, this wasn’t an invitation, but ridicule—a response.

He took a step forward.

A gray-white energy spread from his feet, quickly blanketing the battlefield.

The intact corpses began to stir, and one by one, undead creatures tore through the remains, crawling out.

The surrounding soldiers recoiled in fear, instinctively distancing themselves from the undead.

In mere moments, countless undead had scattered throughout Qin Hang’s Alliance Army.

At this point, his demon elites were all gone.

How could ordinary soldiers possibly fight these undead?

Especially since the undead couldn’t die, and the more they fought, the more they grew.

Qin Hang frowned deeply, standing frozen without responding.

No one knew what he was thinking.

The Lords behind him watched Qi Lin approach step by step, instinctively retreating.

At this point, none of them had any will to continue fighting.

They’d always been opportunists.

Seeing such overwhelming power, their first reaction was naturally to distance themselves from the Alliance, sever ties, and run away.

[Your Alliance is currently at war and cannot be exited!]

“What! Why can’t I leave the Alliance!”

Someone was the first to act, screaming in panic.

Seeing this, the others immediately followed suit, trying desperately to leave.

But without exception, none of the fifty-plus remaining Lords could quit the Alliance.

“Why is this happening? Qin Hang, you trapped us!” “Kick me from the Alliance—I want to leave now!”

The Lords clamored noisily.

Some who had once fawned over their Lord now cursed even more harshly.

He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head.

“Once a hostile Alliance has declared war, the entire Alliance is locked. It’s too late to run now.”

Upon hearing this, the Lords fell into utter panic.

No longer caring about anything else, they turned and fled.

If they couldn’t leave the Alliance, could they at least escape this place?

Their legs were their own—who could stop them?

The Undead Knights stood motionless, letting the Lords run.

Seeing their Lords flee, the soldiers naturally chose to follow.

Qi Lin stood before Qin Hang, ignoring the chaos and making no move to command the undead.

He simply watched in silence.

Qin Hang smiled.

“Redemption Alliance concedes.”

[Congratulations, you have won the war. Executing: Destruction!]

In the next second, the fleeing Lords and their soldiers fell one by one, their lives snuffed out.

In moments, all vitality had vanished.

Their energy values and spoils of war naturally belonged to the victor.

“You’re Qi Lin, aren’t you?”

Qin Hang suddenly spoke.

“We were all fooled by you. Your Divine Ability must be something like a clone.”

Just moments ago, he’d used the last of his Divine Ability to probe this mysterious enemy.

The truth he discovered shocked him.

“I am.”

Qi Lin saw no reason to hide the truth from a dying man.

“But I want to clear up a misunderstanding between us. I never planted a traitor in your Alliance. That person was actually a pawn of the Goblin race—I killed him.”

“So that’s it…”

“So many years of patience crumbled the moment I summoned demon soldiers. I became filled with hatred and impulse.”

Qin Hang smiled in relief.

His initial suspicions had been correct.

The other party truly wouldn’t do such a thing.

On the contrary, it was he himself…

If only he’d used his Divine Ability to confirm things back then.

“If not for this misunderstanding, perhaps we could have been allies.”

“Unfortunately, there are no ifs.”

“Yes. You’re more outstanding than me. Remember, this place was named ‘Ordinary’…”

He wanted to say more, but the terminal clearly didn’t intend to give him the chance.

Qin Hang’s life flickered out in an instant, and he collapsed backward.

Qi Lin watched in silence.

Other than himself, not a single living being remained.