Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4120

Everyone in the entire Source World was shocked by the recent events that just unfolded.

From the super forces in the cities, to even the small races living in the remotest places, everyone discussed amongst themselves and tried to figure out who released that sudden stream of consciousness and resentment.

Some of them guessed that it was Zen who had caused all this.

What happened in the large provinces under the control of the Bearing race was even more bizarre.

Men made of soil, of all shapes and sizes, appeared in droves and set out to burn, kill, and plunder everything in their path.

These strange men of soil had varying levels of strength, but all ended up dying by the hands of the warriors of the Bearing race.

The men of soil that attacked the Moon Shield City of the Blood Sea Province were of the largest number. The warden, a bunch of prison guards and prisoners died in the dungeon.

Those prisoners who were lucky enough to survive were temporarily transferred and imprisoned in the north of the city.

Edna and the other prisoners had finally left the dark dungeon only to get locked up in a huge, iron cage.

Edna couldn't help but lean against the bars of the cage and stare into the distance with unease.

It seemed that the Evil God was able to obtain the power that was beyond her imagination.

This was something that had been inevitable in her eyes. The Evil God was talented and she always knew it was only a matter of time before he truly became a force to be reckoned with.

However, if he did come, he would have to face off against the entire Bearing race and directly fight against Yellow Thearch.

"I heard Yellow Thearch is at the Eternal Realm.

He's inherited the most powerful bloodline.

No one can step into the Eternal Realm in these years.

With my husband's strength, how could he be his match?"

The other prisoners soon found out that Edna seemed to have lost her mind. She kept muttering under her breath all day long, just repeating those words every single day.

"Can you not come over?

Please..."

Of course, the Evil God could hear her.

However, her begging did not work whatsoever.

The black ship continued to sail at an unprecedented high speed.

A layer of invisible space membrane was wrapped around it so it seemed as if it swam through ordinary space. In truth, however, it was moving within an independent space where its speed increased tenfold.

In just four days, the black ship was able to cross dozens of provinces and soon arrived at the edge of the Bearing race's territory: the Black Gorge Province.

Over the years, both the Bearing and the Divine Farmer races expanded their territories by occupying large provinces. Soon enough, the two races became neighbors.

Compared to the other super forces, these two races adopted a special feature for their territories. A green, crystal wall was erected in between every two provinces wherein modified Sanskrit words were written.

Only the members of their own races could pass through the walls. Any outsider who dared enter would have to break the walls and fight against the two races.

Underneath the Black Gorge Province's crystal wall was a huge outpost position wherein a huge bear statue was erected.

The black ship soon arrived at the outpost position, which quickly attracted the people's attention.

Dozens of people came out from the outpost to look at these new arrivals.

Most of those who came out were at the eighth or ninth stage of the Other Shore Realm, three were at the thirteenth stage, and one was at the Chaotic Source Realm.

It seemed this outpost position was composed of very powerful people.

A warrior at the thirteenth stage of the Other Shore Realm yawned and said, "It seems another reckless idiot gets lost."

"Wouldn't it be better if it is a cargo ship that gets lost? At least we'd be able to get something from them," another warrior at the ninth stage of the Other Shore Realm remarked.

These warriors were powerful but there was no denying that their jobs here were quite boring.

A lost ship was a potential source of fun, so there was no way they would let it go so easily.

Nobody in the entire Source World could afford to offend the Bearing race, so they usually got away with their crimes. Even trade groups dared not say anything when they forced them to hand over their stuff.

The Other Shore Realm warriors all flew up towards the ship as it arrived with the full intent of crossing the crystal wall.

Only the Chaotic Source Realm warrior didn't make a move.

As he stared at the approaching ship, he felt that something was wrong.

There was no indication at all of the ship slowing down as it approached, almost as if it was determined to hit the crystal wall.