Chapter 778

“Before I tell you, do you know how to conquer the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land and become its ruler?” Primos asked, silencing the crowd.

Of course, they knew how. To rule this land, they needed to conquer at least 70% of it. This was similar to every cosmic competition that had come before.

“Now… Do you think we have the ability to achieve this? You can advance to Tier 9 or Tier 10, but what about Tier 11 and Tier 12? Before we could, we would have already been swarmed to death by dark beasts.”

The further the competition went and the more land they conquered, the stronger the dark beasts that appeared. Once they conquered half of the land, it was really possible that a Tier 12 dark beast would appear.

Thinking of this, despair filled their eyes. It seemed it was really impossible to conquer the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land.

“You don’t need to despair. The Cosmic Emperors of the Universe Plane are watching this place. They will deal with any danger that surpasses the Tier 10 realm.”

“However, what about those who slip past their watch? Those strays that manage to sneak in?”

“Just tell us… What can we do?”

“Good. To conquer the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land, there is a prerequisite: a Tier 12 weapon or defensive technology, anything that can help us hold out against the danger until the Cosmic Emperors can come and save us.”

“A Tier 12 weapon or defensive technology? Impossible! Never mind the knowledge and ability, we don’t even have the materials… Wait, could it be—”

Earlier, Primos had only told them that the authority granted by building the dimensional-scale dark gate was Material Conversion, not that it was limited to converting Tier 9 materials.

“As you have guessed. The authority of Material Conversion can increase from converting Tier 9 materials up to Tier 12 materials.”

“This… Could the Void Administrator really do this?”

“The Void Administrator is part of the universe’s will, so it should be possible, right?”

“What about the prerequisites? How could we increase the limit of this authority?”

They didn’t even need to conquer the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land to win. Exchanging a few pieces of Tier 12 materials was enough to set them up for life!

This wealth could no longer be measured in Chaos Stones or any form of currency, but it was a foundational treasure that could aid their advancement.

“It isn’t difficult. To increase this authority, we just need to increase the number of dimensional-scale dark gates. Building 10 increases the authority to convert materials up to the Tier 10 realm, building 100 increases it up to the Tier 11 realm, and finally, building 1,000 would increase the authority to convert materials up to Tier 12.”

“This— Can we even do this?”

How was this easy? Building 1,000 dimensional-scale dark gates? Taking at least 10 years to build and stabilize each unit would total 10,000 years. This didn’t even account for the defensive measures needed to keep those dark gates stable.

“Have faith in yourselves. Furthermore, the authority increase of the dimensional-scale dark gate is not born from an individual or a single major alliance alone, but from every dark gate built in the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land.”

“Huh? Does this mean that for every dimensional-scale dark gate one builds, it would add to the total, increasing everyone’s authority?”

At this moment, they realized why the seven major alliances hadn’t just conquered them. They wanted to treat them as workers who would strive to build as many dimensional-scale dark gates as possible.

However, the crucial detail that left them suffocated was that they couldn’t use the mountain of gold before them. Even if they were given Tier 11 or Tier 12 materials, without the ability to use them, they were nothing more than worthless rocks.

Could it be that their path for the future was just to build dimensional-scale dark gates, accumulate as much wealth as possible, and escape back to their homes?

Upon such a realization, all the fire in their hearts quietly dimmed. If they were only fighting for wealth, what had they been risking their lives for? They had more than enough. If they just settled down a little and dug for more, they could already live worry-free for the rest of their lives.

“Everyone, don’t lose hope. I didn’t tell you this to dampen your spirits, but to gather your strength for the upcoming hailstorm.” Primos said, noticing the atmosphere.

“Hailstorm? What is it? Another tide of dark beasts?”

“It’s much worse, or perhaps it’s for the better?”

“What is it?”

“The Mechanical Emperor, the ruler of our race, notified me of a change in this cosmic competition. This stand for the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land will be the last, thus, to ensure that it is conquered, they will be sending all the cosmic elites of the coming generation to our place.”

“What? Last stand?! When are they sending the cosmic elites here? What are the specifications? Are they also restricted by the rules?”

Hearing that the next generation of cosmic elites was coming to their place sent shockwaves through everyone, including the other six of the seven major alliances. They hadn’t known Primos had received such news.

“In about ten years, the next generation of cosmic elites will be sent here. There is no limit to their number, and all power, technology, and treasure will be set at the Tier 9 realm…” Primos continued solemnly.

Even as the most neutral race, the mechanical race still had competition within its ranks. Like ministers vying to choose the winning emperor, they wouldn’t yield to each other just because they were of the same race.

If even the mechanical race was rife with competition and rivalry, much less the other cosmic territories and races. The moment they heard that the next generation of cosmic elites was coming here and that their specifications could reach the Tier 9 realm, they began to panic.

Tier 9 Planetary Powerhouses, Tier 9 Scientific Paragon Gods, Tier 9 technology, Tier 9 treasures, Tier 9 materials. The next generation of cosmic elites would completely outclass them by a major tier.

What they had left was these 10 years of breathing room, to build a foundation that could give them the power to stand above, or at least to survive the coming storm.

They might be enemies now, competitors vying for the same prize; no matter who won, they could accept being inferior to the victor. However, if the next generation of cosmic elites surpassed and bossed them around using their superior backing, they would be extremely unwilling. So unwilling that the killing intent in their eyes was replaced by camaraderie, ready to take up arms and contend with the common enemy.

“Good! Good! It seems everyone is united.” Primos beamed with joy.

This group of cosmic elites was like students he had raised; how could he be willing to have them bullied by another?

“Can we ask whether the coming cosmic elites are the first or the last?” Suddenly, silence fell after hearing such a question.

Indeed, if a generation of cosmic elites were sent here every dozen years, they couldn’t imagine what the situation would be after 100 years, 1,000 years, or 10,000 years.

“Unfortunately, yes. We can only conquer this place or never. Even if we escape, generation after generation of cosmic elites will be thrown in here to fill the hole.” Primos said solemnly.

What he didn’t tell them was that in at most a thousand years, if there still wasn’t much progress, not only the Mechanical Emperor but all the Cosmic Emperors would send their armies to tear this place into pieces. Whether this place got riddled or destroyed in the process no longer mattered.

Meanwhile, hearing Primos’s confirmation, everyone felt their hearts sink deeper. As the saying went, fear not a strong enemy, but the fellows watching from the side.

They didn’t know if they could unite with the incoming cosmic elites, but one thing was clear: they couldn’t yield.

On the other hand, Nash fell into deep thought. He didn’t worry about the coming cosmic elites or whether their specifications were a tier higher than theirs. It was still ten years away. Given his current ability, configuring a weapon of such a level in a short period of time was not a problem.

What Nash was mulling over was the prerequisite to conquer the Empyrean Will Primogenal Land. Tier 12 attack, defense, and auxiliary abilities couldn’t only be achieved by technology, but also by the power of will!

If the power of will reached stage 7, it should be able to defend against a Tier 12 dark beast, and if it reached stage 8, it would have enough power to contend with any Tier 12 powerhouse!

The power of will the Eternal Star Alliance possessed was already at stage 3, and would reach stage 4 in 20-30 years. If his realm could advance, it would be further shortened to 2-3 years. All in all, as long as the Eternal Star Alliance’s population kept increasing, the power of will had no limit!