Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 496

Chapter 496: A bloody wedding

As the memories flowed into him, Xiang Yu perceived the struggles and triumphs of these people. He felt their pain, their determination, and their unyielding spirit. They fought not just to survive, but to live, to hope, and to dream in a world stripped of such desires.

The recovery effort had unfolded over the last few decades, driven by sheer necessity. In the wake of devastation, humanity clung to survival, and the strange energy within the nuclei became their lifeline.

From water purifiers to automated defence systems, every remnant of technology salvaged from the old world now thrummed with the power harvested from the undead.

Years later with desperation pushing them forward, humanity’s fight crystallized into six distinct factions, each vying for dominance amid the chaos. Each one carved out a path in this shattered world, bound by their beliefs and ambitions.

The Luminarchs arose from the ruins of the old civilization. These idealists sought to rebuild, restore knowledge and preserve what was left of humanity’s legacy. Their headquarters stood tall in crumbling skyscrapers, where they dictated the laws of their realm with strict authority. Though their intentions glittered with hope, their methods were unyielding, often coming across as harsh and uncompromising.

Not far from them, the Ironwrought Syndicate thrived. Once mere scavengers, they transformed into ruthless engineers who hoarded nuclei like precious jewels. Their workshops buzzed with energy as they crafted massive war machines that thundered through the wastelands. They ruled their territories by instilling fear and showcasing strength, living by a creed of survival above all else.

In the shadows lurked Eclipsera, a network of spies and assassins. Their intentions were cloaked in mystery, and they navigated the turbulent waters of power with deft precision. They thrived on chaos, pulling strings behind the scenes and manipulating conflicts between factions to serve their enigmatic goals.

Meanwhile, the Sanguine Wardens encased themselves in bio-domes, small utopias where the elite had sheltered themselves before the world crumbled. They protected these strongholds with fierce determination, gathering nuclei to insulate their verdant havens. Their guardians were resolute, unwavering in their commitment to maintain a world untouched by the chaos outside.

In stark contrast, the Ashen Vow roamed the desolate terrain as a nomadic tribe of Awakened. They held a reverence for the land and its mutations, seeking harmony between humanity, the undead, and nature. Their motives danced in the air like elusive whispers. The unpredictability of their loyalty kept other factions wary.

Then there were the Eremites. They were the recluse, setting their roots in Ground Zero, the heart of the devastation. It was a scarred wasteland, where irradiated soil bore witness to the meteorite that struck Earth, igniting the events that birthed the zombie virus. The Eremites had survived in this harsh territory, isolated and defiant. They valued their solitary existence, embracing the desolation that kept them alive.

The factions had discussed an alliance, a fragile bond to strengthen their survival against the relentless threats of the world. But when it came to the Eremites, the talks faltered. They rejected the notion, holding steadfast to their isolationist nature. To them, the union seemed a betrayal of their way of life.