Survival of the Nation: I Can Specify the Items That Will Drop

In front of the giant teleportation portal in the City of Eternal Night.

This colossal portal, standing 400 meters tall, serves as a transportation hub connecting the various demiplanes of Eternal Night City.

At this moment, countless alien races were coming and going in the plaza in front of the teleportation portal.

Bearmen, catwomen, lionmen, vampires, goblins... all sorts of strange races roam among them.

The catwomen moved nimbly, their gray or orange tails sweeping behind them, while the lionmen, in groups of three or five, had their manes ruffled by the wind.

There was also a group of goblins, carrying sacks taller than themselves, their pointed ears twitching.

On ordinary days, these faces are mostly numb.

Some were on their way, others were carrying loads; no one gave anyone a second glance.

But today is different. Besides numbness, everyone's brows are furrowed with an unconcealable panic.

Several bear-men huddled in a corner next to the portal, talking in hushed tones.

"Have you heard? The Blood Demon Sect went berserk a few days ago and launched a large-scale attack on the Eternal Night Snow Mountain Pure Land!"

One of the bear-men lowered his voice, his tone tinged with fear.

"What?" The other bear-man's eyes widened. "No way? Hasn't there been a large-scale war for over a thousand years? Why are they suddenly fighting?"

"Who knows!" The third bear-man scratched his head. "Judging from the Blood Demon Sect's current offensive, this is no small matter. My cousin told me that hundreds of thousands died on the first day alone!"

"Hundreds of thousands of people?" The first bear-man gasped. "Won't we be used as cannon fodder?"

"Nonsense!" The second bear-man rolled his eyes. "In every war, it's us demiplane grunts who die first!"

"Furthermore, the Snow Mountain Pure Land is the outer barrier of the Eternal Night Plane. The Viscount will not stand idly by and watch the Pure Land fall. When that happens, those of us without any background will definitely be the first to be pushed up as cannon fodder."

"Damn it..." The third bear-man's face turned pale. "I wanted to live a few more years and marry a catwoman..."

"Keep dreaming," the second bear-man patted him on the shoulder. "With your size, even Catwoman would think you take up too much space."

"roll!"

Just as the bear-men were joking around, the dark purple light screen of the portal suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

Three hundred meters above the ground, figures emerged from the light screen.

One, two, ten, thirty... a total of one hundred and one.

The leading figure was shrouded in a very faint purple light, followed by a hundred slender, faceless beings covered in flowing black matter.

They emerged from the light curtain, silently swept across the sky above the [N O V E L I G H T] square, and flew towards the inner city.

All the alien races in the square knelt down at the same time.

Bearman, catwoman, lionman, vampire, goblin, one after another, fell to the ground, their foreheads pressed against the cold earth, not daring to breathe.

Only after the hundred figures completely disappeared in the direction of the Ring of Eternal Night did people slowly raise their heads, and then stand up one by one, brushing the dust off their knees.

The bear-men patted their chests and let out a long breath.

"That scared me to death... That must be one of the barons, here to carry out the conscription mission that only happens once every thirty years, right?"

"Hmm, a hundred Faceless Ones, not bad at all."

A bear-man said in a low voice, "Is that lord a high-ranking apostle? He actually handed over a hundred Faceless Ones directly. Most barons hand over two hundred level 35 Nightmare Shadowweavers."

Another bear-man shook his head: "Not necessarily. Some territories have wonders that can turn a single-attribute awakener into a dual-attribute one."

Furthermore, barons can trade gold ornaments among themselves, so a hundred Faceless Men alone prove nothing.

"Well, I thought that sir was an extremely rare high-ranking apostle."

"You're overthinking it. High-ranking apostles aren't that easy to meet."

The group spoke in hushed tones, then dispersed as if nothing had happened.

...

Lin Feng led a hundred Faceless Ones through the Ring of Eternal Night and into the inner city.

He was making plans in his mind as he flew.

Besides completing the assigned tasks, another purpose of my trip to Eternal Night City was to purchase Plane Rift Stones from the Unity Guild headquarters in the Forge Alliance district.

With this, one can proactively launch interdimensional wars.

Although the quality of the Rift Stone is golden, its price is actually not high; it can be exchanged for five amethysts.

After all, the various Nightmare Planes are too busy hiding from the Demonic Sect Plane. The reason it's still worth five amethyst crystals is mainly because there's a small chance of encountering a weaker Demonic Sect Plane if you actively start a war.

However, if we passively wait, we will definitely encounter a very powerful plane of existence.

Therefore, the main buyers of this are generally those from planes that have not yet been breached.

Once a dimension has been breached, the probability of it being locked again is very low, so buying it wouldn't be of much use.

After flying forward for a few more minutes, 101 figures landed in the plaza below the Summoning Tower.

The atmosphere in the square today was completely different from the previous days. Level 40 Nightmare Generals were everywhere, and there were quite a few Level 49 Nightmare Knights as well. Several Nightmare Barons stood in different corners, talking to each other in hushed tones.

These Nightmare Barons were mostly dressed in magnificent robes, adorned with glittering gold ornaments, and accompanied by a retinue of servants.

One of the barons even brought two completely black nightmare warhorses, their manes burning with dark purple flames.

Lin Feng frowned.

Something's wrong; something must have happened.

Since the end of the interdimensional war with the Blood Abyss Plane, he had issued a ban on anyone going to the Eternal Night Plane in order to block news of his victory.

However, this also resulted in a delay in receiving information on their side, leaving them completely unaware of what had happened in the past few days.

Looks like I'll have to go find out some information later.

Just then, Talon Wayne emerged from the Summoning Tower on his own.

It seemed he wanted to go to the Throne Tower. He had only taken two steps when his gaze swept over the hundred Faceless Ones in the square, and then landed on Lin Feng.

Talon paused for a moment, then walked straight toward Lin Feng.

"Lord Lin," Talon spoke first, his tone as businesslike as before, only a little faster, "You're here to complete the Earl's summons mission?"

"That's right."

"Alright." Talon flipped his hand, and a black token appeared out of thin air in his palm. "This is proof of completing the mission."

Lin Feng took it, confirmed it was correct, and then put it into the other-dimensional space.

Talon nodded slightly as he saw Lin put away the token. "Lord Lin, I have some matters to attend to. After delivering your conscripted soldiers to the Earl, I still need to visit the Viscount. I'll be leaving now."

"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy."

Talon said no more, and raised his hand to press lightly on the hundred faceless men.

An invisible pulse of intent spread from his palm, and a hundred Faceless Ones turned around simultaneously and silently floated into the gate of the Summoning Tower.

Talon followed closely behind, his figure disappearing into the doorway.

After watching the last Faceless One enter the tower, Lin Feng pushed off with his feet and flew towards the Furnace Alliance area in the northeast.