I Arrived At Wizard World While Cultivating Immortality Chapter 697: News

It felt as though a swift, simple cleanup had been performed. Darryl continued his descent, utterly unconcerned.

He sliced through the vast expanse of swirling clouds, finally coming to a halt in the heavens directly above the heart of the planet's most expansive continent.

From his elevated position, the entirety of the continent unfolded beneath him in a breathtaking panorama.

Vast swathes of gray-white urban settlements sprawled for thousands of kilometers. Arteries of transportation, resembling intricate veins, crisscrossed the cities. Verdant vegetation, carefully transplanted from their home world, graced the thoroughfares on either side. Everything exuded an aura of meticulous order and comprehensive planning.

“This must be the most thriving region on this entire planet…”

With this thought, Darryl slowly parted the vertical aperture on his chest cavity. A potent energy surged from the core of his being.

Harnessing his inherent abilities as an elemental entity, he swiftly pinpointed the planet's elemental ley lines, establishing a profound resonance with them.

The atmosphere of the entire planet seemed to thrum in unison.

The whole atmosphere had become a massive resonating chamber. From the frigid poles to the equatorial warmth, from bustling administrative centers to remote wilderness outposts, every single location echoed simultaneously with his proclamation.

“A greeting to you all upon this our first encounter.”

The utterance was delivered in the standard Tentacle Tree Common Tongue, executed with near-perfect precision. The grammatical structure was immaculate, the word choices refined, and even the initial salutation was faultless—as courteous and formal as an address given at a grand society gala.

“In accordance with my master’s directives, I have arrived to receive your nation’s surrender.”

“You possess the inherent right to decline. My master never compels any civilization to submit against its will.”

At this juncture, Darryl paused briefly. The sharp, fang-like projections at the periphery of his chest cavity glinted in the sunlight, forming a subtle arc that suggested a smile. “However, permit me to elaborate on the ramifications of refusal…”

His tone remained unnervingly consistent, as if he were merely reciting a mundane report.

“Your civilization’s primary armada has been utterly annihilated. The confirmed count of destroyed vessels in this ongoing conflict numbers in the trillions. The border fleet was decimated during our initial engagement, and the elite core forces were obliterated in this very battle. The ultimate weapon systems deployed in orbital space are presently being systematically neutralized by our forces and are anticipated to forfeit their capacity for any retaliatory action within subsequent operational cycles.”

“Regarding the orbital defense network situated above you…”

“It was personally neutralized by me a mere thirty seconds ago.”

Having delivered this statement, Darryl inclined his head slightly, casting his gaze down upon the continent below.

“Your entire technological framework has undergone thorough analysis by our forces and is deemed incapable of presenting any significant threat.”

“Consequently, should you refuse to submit, the outcome will be my continued advance, leaving no single life form on this planet capable of daring to resist.”

A palpable sense of panic had already begun to permeate the planet's surface the very instant the elemental shockwave generated by Darryl swept across the globe.

This disquiet intensified dramatically once the inhabitants comprehended the message he conveyed, leading to a near-total societal collapse across the entire planet.

Due to prior substantial losses incurred by their border forces, coupled with an excessive confidence exhibited by the Supreme Council at that time, the invaders' presence had not been deliberately concealed.

However, in a bid to prevent widespread hysteria, the outcomes of subsequent engagements were kept under wraps.

Thus, the vast majority of the Tentacle Tree Civilization’s populace still harbored the misconception that this was merely a hostile foreign power launching an invasion. The reality of such a devastating conclusion was beyond their wildest imaginings.

Figures darted frantically through the streets. Transportation systems ground to an abrupt halt. The entrances to designated shelters became choked with crowds of trembling, contorted Tentacle Trees.

The military apparatus responded instantaneously to Darryl’s chilling “offer.”

Two military airbases simultaneously entered a state of heightened alert. Hundreds of atmospheric fighter craft ascended into the sky with piercing shrieks.

Mobile missile launchers were rapidly deployed at street intersections, and vertical launch silos swiveled open one after another.

In accordance with the issued commands, a multitude of missiles streaked skyward, trailing plumes of fire.

The fighter squadrons that had already closed in unleashed their armaments first. Beams of incandescent blue-white energy and volleys of missiles converged on Darryl simultaneously. Bursts of explosive fire erupted repeatedly across his chest and shoulders.

Regrettably, much like earlier attempts, no attack managed to inflict even the slightest blemish upon his form.

Darryl harbored no inclination to retaliate. He simply remained suspended there, serenely unmoved, as if the surrounding fighter jets were naught but bothersome insects. Fragments of melted and resolidified missile warheads rained down from the heavens, forming a metallic tempest.

Abruptly, a single fighter jet veered from its formation.

It accelerated with desperate ferocity, its pilot pushing the engine’s thrust to its absolute limit. A high-pitched scream rent the air.

The oppressive pressure emanating from Darryl had utterly shattered the pilot’s mental fortitude.

His desperate intention was to ram directly into Darryl, hoping to forfeit his own life in exchange for inflicting even the most minuscule of damages.

The out-of-control jet plummeted towards the ocean, but the pilot managed to eject successfully at the last possible second.

Darryl, however, showed no inclination to pursue the escaping pilot. His mission was not one of indiscriminate slaughter.

His Master had imparted valuable counsel:

That conquering this plane was intended for acquiring resources, knowledge, and intelligent beings.

Not for reducing every planet to mere glass and dust.

Consequently, instilling a moderate level of fear was deemed beneficial for effective rule.

Conversely, slaves driven to utter despair would inevitably lose their inherent value.

Finally, the fighter squadron abruptly ceased their assault.

With their ammunition utterly depleted, the pilots at last grasped a chilling realization… the entity they confronted was, in essence, unconquerable!

The formation executed a solitary circle in the sky before all ships dutifully returned to their base.

Ascending to the summit of the administrative tower.

The colonial governor clutched the emergency communication terminal with a vice-like grip.

A viscous nutrient fluid continuously seeped from the fissures in his bark—a clear manifestation of his profound terror.

He directed his gaze upward towards the colossal black deity dominating the heavens, then lowered his head to meticulously review the latest directive from Supreme Command.

[Maintain your position and await the arrival of reinforcements.]

A few moments of profound silence passed before the governor erupted, cursing vehemently:

“Await reinforcements? What reinforcements are there to await? There are no damn reinforcements coming!”

He abruptly wheeled around to face the secretary positioned beside him: “Dispatch the surrender signal without delay!”

“Inform the airport authorities to transmit the submission agreement utilizing the universal light code.”

Shortly thereafter, a modest official aircraft ascended from the apex of the administrative tower.

Obscure signal lights pulsed rhythmically beneath its fuselage—the universally recognized surrender light code of the Tentacle Tree Civilization.

It completed three orbits around Darryl before commencing the transmission of the governor’s surrender agreement, word by painstaking word, employing the standard signals of the Tentacle Tree Civilization.

Darryl observed the proceedings with quiet intensity. The vertical slit adorning his chest cavity dilated slightly, the ensuing arc more pronounced than previously noted.

“A commendably wise choice.”

This time, he eschewed the utilization of atmospheric elemental resonance. He projected his voice normally, yet it resonated with impeccable clarity across every sensor affixed to the official aircraft. He then raised a hand and gently caressed his own chest.

Concurrently, two synchronized communications materialized within the Dao Soldier system channel.

Ashel and Emerson had finalized their reports: the inner planets had capitulated, and both colonial stars now rested completely under their dominion.

Immediately following this, communications from Everett and Perry also established a connection.

The outer satellites had presented no opposition, however… a peculiar anomaly had arisen.

Darryl’s chest cavity slit opened and then closed subtly.

The capitulation of the inner planets had occurred more swiftly than he had initially foreseen, though this was only natural considering he had already neutralized the primary colonial star that harbored the most formidable military forces. As for the outer satellites…

Recalling the intelligence conveyed in the message, a flicker of contemplation crossed his features.

“This necessitates further verification. Should the information prove accurate, it must be relayed to Master without delay!”

In the vast emptiness of space, Jie Ming remained in a seated, cross-legged posture.

Before him, expansive expanses of spatial distortion continued to propagate outwards.

Warp jump windows manifested in rapid succession, their density becoming so profound as to virtually encompass the entire starfield.

Warships commenced their slow emergence from these jump windows.

Evidently, Jie Ming’s strategic decision to disperse the Black Giant Legion had led the higher echelons of the Tentacle Tree Civilization to erroneously believe they had uncovered a tactical advantage. They had promptly abandoned their pre-existing deployment strategies and rerouted an entire fleet.

Jie Ming cast a cursory glance and discerned that the majority of these vessels were hastily refurbished older ships.

Their hull construction was rudimentary, and the paint numbering appeared haphazard—undeniably the product of private colonial shipyards.

Despite their numbers vastly exceeding those engaged in the previous engagement, their overall quality was markedly inferior.

Jie Ming offered a slight shake of his head.

He had been fully prepared to initiate spatial distortion protocols. Against such crude spatial jumps, a mere inclination of his will would have sufficed to obliterate both the warships still in the process of their jumps and the spatial windows themselves.

However, midway through raising his hand, Jie Ming abruptly halted his action.

He paused for a moment of reflection and concluded it would represent a considerable waste.

While the quality of these warships was merely adequate, their sheer volume was substantial, and their material and energy composition was not insignificant.

“After all, it amounts to this much matter and energy. It might as well be put to productive use.” Jie Ming revised his intention.

With a subtle oscillation of his will, a profound azure luminescence began to ascend slowly from his rear.

The nest’s immense, gelatinous form fully materialized within the void of space, resembling an azure canopy unfurling across the sea of stars.

Its current dimensions necessitated measurement in the thousands of kilometers. The instant it appeared, it effectively blotted out a vast expanse of starlight.

“Subdue them.”

Jie Ming casually gestured towards the approaching fleet.

“They shall all serve as your new sustenance.”

A wave of pleasant vibrations immediately surged across the nest’s surface. It seemed to relish this particular command.

An undetectable informational wave emanated from within its form. As the ripples washed over the fleet, no energy signature was detected, yet utter pandemonium erupted inside every warship. Operators were horrified to find their controls unresponsive immediately following the jump.

In the immediate aftermath, the warships' engines died, weapon systems went dark, and navigation screens flickered with corrupted code before total failure.

Even the bridge illumination died, and profound darkness quickly enveloped the entire fleet.

Ultimately, the life support mechanisms faltered, and the circulation of air gradually ceased.

Terrified crew members began to strike the control panels with their tentacles in a frenzy, attempting to manually engage the emergency oxygen reserves.

However, apart from a select few purely mechanical components, all other systems had completely failed!

A sense of dread propagated swiftly through the vessel exteriors.

Concurrently, the nest had already maneuvered itself toward the closest cluster of warships. Hundreds of robust tentacles unfurled simultaneously, encircling and constricting. The warship hulls began to degrade—from the outermost armor to the underlying framework and internal components—progressively transforming into torrents of information that the nest systematically absorbed. This entire procedure was remarkably effective.

Jie Ming opted not to prolong his observation.

The nest handled such tasks with greater expertise than he possessed. After all, it was fundamentally an entity of pure information.

The technological infrastructures of these warships had already undergone a comprehensive analysis during its assimilation of previous debris.

For the nest, manipulating them was akin to simply flipping a switch.

At that precise moment, a communication signal unexpectedly entered his spiritual sea via the Incense Fire Divine Dao system.

The transmission originated from a Black Giant squad that had been dispatched to a distant star system.

Report Classification: Extraordinary Finding.

Jie Ming's three eyes blinked in unison, a gentle flicker.

“Oh?” He let out a soft chuckle.

“An extraordinary finding, you say…”

“That certainly warrants my personal attention.”