Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1162 605: The Imperial Court's Furious Vengeance, Murder by Proxy!

Should the Imperial City remain under siege by the Dark Alien Race for an extended period, the Imperial Court's authority over other territories would inevitably dwindle.

At that juncture, how many would possess the audacity, like Lu Yuan, to openly defy the Imperial Court's decree!

Therefore, the imperative was to break the siege of the Imperial City with utmost expediency.

The suggestion put forth by the civil servant, adorned with a feather fan, perfectly aligned with the Great Flame Ancestor's desires.

This plan not only resolved the predicament of the Imperial City but also aimed to annihilate Wuyou City in a single decisive blow.

Regarding the fate of the trillions of souls dwelling within Wuyou City, what significance did it hold for him?

As the thought took root, so did his action.

Without any delay, the Great Flame Ancestor issued his commands, dispatching envoys to parley with the Dark Alien Race encamped outside the city.

Despite the Dark Alien Race's reputation for brutality and savagery, their high command possessed an intellect no less keen than that of the Human Race.

Having endured a prolonged siege yielding no tangible progress, they were acutely aware of their inability to conquer the Great Yan Imperial City.

Upon learning of the Great Flame Ancestor's initiative to send negotiators, both factions swiftly assented to discussions.

Not long thereafter.

The vast Dark Army commenced a gradual withdrawal, reminiscent of a receding tide, before altering their course and advancing southward.

They relinquished their assault on the Great Yan Imperial City, directly charting a course towards Wuyou City!

The intelligence operatives deployed by the prominent factions within the Imperial City promptly detected the Dark Alien Race's repositioning.

Subsequently.

They expedited their reports to their respective organizations via the Simulation Space.

In mere moments.

A significant number of the King-Sealing Giants were alerted to this development, convening within the Simulation Space for deliberation.

"What is transpiring? The Dark Alien Race has actually withdrawn their forces?"

"Were they not known for their fearless, never-retreating battle spirit? Why this sudden abandonment of their offensive?"

"No, it's not an abandonment; it appears they've merely shifted their objective!"

"Observing their marching trajectory, they seem to be heading towards the Southern Domain."

"Hasn't the Southern Domain's border already fallen to the alien invaders? What purpose could they have in venturing there now?"

The assembled Kings found themselves perplexed and disoriented, utterly at a loss.

"Wait a moment! The Southern Domain? Have you overlooked Wuyou City?!"

A sudden realization dawned upon one individual, who promptly voiced their thought.

This single utterance sent ripples of shock through the assembly.

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures representing various major factions were jolted, finally grasping the reason behind the Dark Alien Race's abrupt change in strategy.

Wuyou City was, of course, a name they were well acquainted with.

Over the preceding century, Wuyou City had emerged as a brilliant new star, consistently astonishing the outside world with its remarkable advancements.

Whether it was the explosive population growth, the proliferation of simulators, or the unprecedented pace of Wuyou City's expansion, each development was sufficient to redefine established perceptions.

It could be asserted that, after years of dedicated development, Wuyou City had transformed into a formidable power, one that even the Great Yan Court could not afford to disregard!

Numerous established powers harbored a deep-seated envy for this coveted prize, Wuyou City, and employed every conceivable stratagem to seize a portion of its influence.

Regrettably.

Wuyou City's possession of the Divine Level Trait [Undead Calamity] rendered all methods of infiltration and bribery utterly ineffective.

Furthermore, under Wuxin's meticulous administration, Wuyou City operated as an impregnable stronghold.

It was a fortress impervious to subtle intrusions and incapable of being compromised by external influence.

Even the Great Yan Royal Family found itself incapable of establishing any covert presence within Wuyou City.

Moreover, Wuyou City boasted an array of King-Sealing Giants, commanding peak combat prowess, and a number of simulators that surpassed any other faction's capabilities.

Consequently, despite the covetous gazes cast upon Wuyou City by various major forces over the years, none had succeeded in exerting any measure of control.

But now.

The alien host, which had long laid siege to the Imperial City, had abruptly redirected its advance toward the Southern Domain.

The implication was immediately clear: their objective was Wuyou City!

"A masterful execution of borrowed strength for execution. The Great Yan Royal Family intends to leverage the Dark Alien Race to eliminate the significant threat posed by Wuyou City!"

Were any of these King-Sealing Giants not cunning strategists?

Thus, upon receiving this intelligence, they instantaneously discerned the Great Yan Royal Family's ulterior motive.

"Wuyou City's defiance of the decree, though initially misguided, does not negate the innocence of its trillions of citizens."

"Does the Great Flame Ancestor intend to stand idly by while all these citizens are consumed by the Dark Alien Race?"

"What ignorance! The royal family acknowledges no familial bonds; which ruler, having ascended to the throne, has not demonstrated ruthlessness and a lack of compassion?"

"If the stability of the realm is secured, what consequence do the sacrifices of a few hold?"

The proclamation silenced everyone present. As esteemed King-Sealing Giants, masters of their own territories, they were acutely aware that for any emperor, the ultimate prize was dominion and control. To defy imperial authority, as Lu Yuan had, meant facing the ultimate consequence: a bloody reckoning.

Indeed, if they had been in the Great Flame Ancestor's stead, they likely would have made the very same difficult choice. The unyielding nature of the Dark Alien Race, compounded by the presence of a demigod-level warrior among them, cast a grim shadow over Wuyou City's fate. It seemed an inevitable doom loomed.

"If I were the City Lord of Wuyou City," one mused aloud, "I would cast aside all pride and immediately beseech the Great Yan Royal Family for aid."

"Perhaps," another offered, "the Great Flame Ancestor, recognizing their shared Human Race heritage, might extend a hand to save Wuyou City."

"That's not a certainty," countered a third. "The Dark Alien Race is a formidable foe. Should the Great Flame Ancestor intervene and Wuyou City be spared, it could incite an even more ferocious backlash."

"Between the safety of the Imperial City and the fate of Wuyou City," a voice of cold logic interjected, "I suspect we all know which holds greater importance in the eyes of power."

"Hiss!" The collective intake of breath was palpable. "So, does this mean Wuyou City is utterly forsaken, facing certain annihilation with no hope of reprieve?"

"Precisely," declared an elder King-Sealing Giant, his expression grave. "Unless divine intervention occurs, even the might of the Great Flame Ancestor cannot salvage Wuyou City." His words hung heavy in the air.

A collective gasp swept through the assembled King-Sealing Giants, their faces paling at the stark pronouncement. Wuyou City, a colossal metropolis teeming with a trillion souls, defended by tens of millions of simulators and scores of King-Sealing Giants, was, despite its immense strength, facing annihilation.

The chilling implication lingered: should the Dark Army succeed in conquering Wuyou City, what awaited the rest of the Great Yan Empire? The mere contemplation of such a future sent waves of helpless despair through these powerful figures.

Though they ruled vast territories and commanded billions, these lords were reduced to insignificance when confronted by the colossal might of the Dark Alien Race. Against such an overwhelming force, even their considerable power felt as fragile as a dust mote.

Meanwhile, as the hours ticked by, the news of the Dark Alien Race's southward advance spread like wildfire across the entirety of the Great Yan Empire, a terrifying harbinger reaching even the humblest of simulators.

Sikong Xi, the resolute head of intelligence for the Night Watch Department's regional branch, received the intelligence without delay.

Within the austere confines of the Night Watch Department branch's conference room, a cold and composed goddess, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, presided over the weekly meeting. Suddenly, the door burst open, and a visibly shaken intelligence officer rushed in.

"Minister, dire news!" he stammered, his face ashen. "The latest dispatch confirms the Dark Alien Race Army has ceased its assault on the Imperial City. Their target has shifted to Wuyou City!"

"Wuyou City?" Sikong Xi's voice was sharp, her composure shattering as an invisible vise seemed to tighten around her heart. "The Great Yan Imperial City and Wuyou City are separated by billions of miles. Why would the Dark Alien Race suddenly divert their course?"

"Explain this," she commanded, her gaze intense. "I need a clear account of what transpired."

The staff member, drawing in deep, shaky breaths to quell his own shock, proceeded to relay all the intelligence he possessed.

"Absurd! How dare the Great Yan Court engage in clandestine negotiations with the Dark Alien Race?!" Sikong Xi exclaimed, her voice laced with disbelief and fury. "To employ subservient forces for assassination, to engage in fratricide! What is the Great Flame Ancestor contemplating? Does he intend to forfeit his position as the world's shared sovereign?"

After absorbing the full, staggering account, Sikong Xi's shock gave way to incandescent rage. Losing all restraint, she slammed her fist onto the conference table. In the ensuing moment, the solid table disintegrated into a cloud of dust, utterly obliterated.