Chapter 202 - 202 184 Spreading
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Updated : Oct 1st, 2025
202: Chapter 184: Spreading 202: Chapter 184: Spreading The current situation in the ancient city is actually quite chaotic.
The appearance of more than a dozen free Secret Realms has involved most of the official conventional combat forces.
Fortunately, this is a moderately-sized historical city with relatively ample civilian backup forces and specialized institutions for cultivating professionals.
The abundant reserve force has prevented things from deteriorating to an uncontrollable level.
After all, it takes a considerable amount of time for a new massive pollution source to become completely uncontrollable.
Generally, it first infects the surrounding area, distorting nearby reality, creating various bizarre mutations; at this point, it is still considered a Level 2 event following conventional definitions.
Then, once everything reaches a certain threshold, the “pollution source” completely integrates with the surrounding world, making it unrealistic to eradicate it (unless the entire area is utterly destroyed and exiled).
Next comes the Level 3 event with natural Secret Realms, or becoming Exotic…there is no fundamental difference between the two, as they are both the result of pollution sources fully embedding in their surroundings.
At this point, it is crucial for the Special Service Team to act quickly.
They need to withstand countless Otherworldly Magic Monsters and rules of the Exotic Realm to invade the core of the Secret Realm or Exotic Realm, locate the pollution source, and deal with it.
Oftentimes, it involves using the power of a “Proper God” to normalize and render it relatively harmless…
a somewhat inappropriate analogy would be to apply an unremovable bandage to a wound, preventing it from worsening continuously.
But if a bandage is never applied, what will happen?
That area will eventually be completely eroded by the rules of the pollution source, become irreparably diseased, and a missing part of this world.
Most of the time, it turns into an “uninhabited forbidden zone,” an untouchable land of madness.
But if the pollution source comes from a specific Exotic Realm, filled with the rules and even divine power of that Exotic Realm, that region becomes a new Exotic Realm…don’t get the wrong idea, this doesn’t mean the two worlds are connected, but rather that region no longer belongs to Earth.
To forcefully make an analogy, it would be like a foreign colony or concession – humans would have no control over what’s inside.
Although Exotic visitors cannot directly arrive at this area, there are various methods such as “teleportation” and “interlayer descent” that allow them to easily reach the “foreign colony” and directly interact with humans…
in most cases, this is not a good thing.
It is similar to the eighteen layers of hell in mythological stories, layer upon layer of purgatory; they appear to be independent planes, but they are actually relatively convenient for the lord of hell to travel between, while outsiders who enter would be greatly suppressed and can only move one step at a time.
This is also the fundamental reason why many cultists who worship Exotic Evil Gods are so despised…
power comes at a price, and when they gain something, they naturally sell something in return.
Once sold to a certain extent, they no longer belong to themselves…
if they can still be considered human at that time.
When they take the step of “actively opening the doors,” they have completely betrayed their race and world, joining the Exotic Realm.
Jia Yi is just such a bastard, an ultra-traitor who has sold out more than once.
He even acted so dirty that many cultists couldn’t stand him, causing him to hop between different churches.
He is very experienced, knowing that following the normal procedure, expanding pollution step by step, first undergoing a low-level Exotic transformation, then enlarging the region and intensity until it becomes an Otherworldly realm, is almost impossible to succeed.
Professionals will do everything they can to stop you, and the greater the pollution intensity, the stronger their resistance; unless you can really gain the favor of Evil Gods, like the West Entrance did, and launch an irresistible dimensional strike.
So, he, who had already “sold land” several times, used a trick.
He used the Door to Exotic Realm to gradually establish contact with the Exotic Realm, but did not create a permanent pollution source; instead, he slowly solidified the connection between this area and the Otherworldly realm step by step.
When this “connection” reaches a certain level, he suddenly detonates it, using the existence of dozens of “lords” as anchors, borrowing the power of the “Evil Gods” to directly transform it into an Exotic Realm.
This is like hollowing out a wooden sword first, then breaking it all at once, and the power used doesn’t even come from yourself.
In plain words, he used the “money” from those lords to forcibly invest in this plot of land to meet his own needs.
Or in other words, he tricked other warlords’ legions to help him establish his own territory…
Ordinary “traitors” could not achieve this.
Once successful, everything would be fine, and he just needed to provide enough compensation, so those lords would begrudgingly accept.
There were already eleven “steel ropes” in front of him, but Jia Yi was getting a bit anxious.
The previous “connection” was successful, but the other party directly closed the channel.
Without the mutual “sacrifice”-“gift” contact between the two parties, he couldn’t establish a stable communication channel, and he couldn’t use the other party’s power in the subsequent “explosion”, which would mean the sacrifice has been useless.
He didn’t care about failure, but this was already the second time.
Continuous failures might prove that his reputation has gone bad, and the other party has begun to guard against him.
“If that’s the case, I’ll have to look for lower-tier lords and make up for the lack of quality with quantity.”
This meant more transactions, more time, and right now, what he lacked most was time.
In a way, he was quite unlucky.
If it weren’t for Lu Ping’an who found the “historical re-enactment” clue in Redemption Secret Realm first, causing the whole city to pay attention to this group of cultists, things wouldn’t have developed to this point.
It was still Lu Ping’an who inadvertently (from the big cat) got the news of the “fish head”, which led to him being put on the wanted list.
Well, if a few fishmen appeared in Panlong Lake in this far city area, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
A few special agents in water could just take care of the fishmen and leave.
With enough time, the destruction Jia Yi could cause would be far more terrifying than a sixth-tier Fang Wen.
After all, he was a minion of the Evil Gods, mastering rules and knowledge from Exotic Realms, acting ruthlessly and without limits.
As long as he had enough time and let the sacrifices pile up, turning all his past credit into “sacrifice”, he could completely alienate this area of water in a short time, partially re-enacting the West Entrance incident.
“By then, the Eight-Tentacled Lord will surely notice me.
Whether it grants me a blessing or personally intervenes, everything here will be mine.
It’s worth it, it’s all worth it.” The fishman Beast Tamer was looking forward to his tamed creatures quickly fulfilling their duty as sacrifices.
Now, all the lives that had died in this water area were his sacrifices, the consumables he used to carry out the “sacrifice”.
He even felt that the special service team and the hunters were not killing fast enough…
He actively issued the Blood Battle Unyielding order, as there were still too many fish people that scattered and fled after the collapse.
In a way, this was also an acceptable outcome for him.
The reality of fishmen and sea monsters all around interfered with the humans’ detection capabilities, giving him more time…
What he was most worried about was the humans forcibly detecting him, and then launching a beheading attack at all costs.
The cunning fishman even constantly sent out a large army, making it seem as if they were foolishly patrolling, just to interfere with the hunters’ detection.
Even if he was surrounded by fishmen and sea monsters, the seemingly impenetrable defense would not let the scouts pass…
The fishmen’s sensing skin was too much of a cheat underwater, and a few shark-fishmen could locate all human swimmers within kilometers.
“Thirteen ropes, and seven more to go…”
In his calculation, over twenty “steel ropes” would be enough to drag him into the abyss, and the more ropes there were, the higher the degree of alienation, and the greater the chance and share of receiving a blessing he would get.
The entire lake had turned into a fishman pot, full of fishmen and sea monsters, making it extremely unrealistic to break through forcibly.
People above had even started considering using strategic weapons to make the entire lake disappear…
This still needed time, determination, and someone willing to take responsibility.
Normally, by this point, the ancient city would have no way of stopping him.
It was just that this time, his luck was a bit bad, and he encountered the most abnormal situation.
“…What’s going on?
My fishman army is out of control?
Is this another stroke of bad luck?!”
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