Facing the Apocalypse with My Other Selves-Chapter 356 - 214: The Human Race Beyond Civilization

Chapter 356: Chapter 214: The Human Race Beyond Civilization

Although their status was extremely weak, on par with the Goblin and Goblin races, in the boundless Myriad Realms, it’s still possible that somewhere, there exists a Human of the Immortal Realm.

If that really is the case...

Then it would be an indescribable, overwhelming surprise!

On the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, bloodline ties are the closest bonds!

"That’s right."

Faced with such speculation, High-Level Martial Artist Shen Hao admitted it directly.

This was also the identity he wanted for himself.

And indeed, it was his actual identity.

To this Human Civilization, Shen Yu from another world, the Association, and the Human Civilization from other worlds, were basically Humans from beyond this world.

Though they belonged to different civilizations, they were of the same race!

And this answer genuinely stunned these Golden Body Realm powerhouses with incomparable joy.

There was even a Golden Body Realm expert who trembled and fell to his knees.

"Respect to senior, our Human Race now actually possesses an Immortal Realm expert!"

It’s not strange that he reacted this way.

For a civilization, a race, once there is an Immortal Realm powerhouse, they are no longer slaves, no longer cannon fodder!

This is the rule of the Battlefield of Myriad Realms.

At least on this battlefield, that’s how it is.

It’s no exaggeration to say that even if this one does nothing at all, just appearing on the Battlefield of Myriad Realms, the status and even fate of Human Civilization will change so much!

Even Thunder Blade was trembling all over at this moment, his emotions surging to the extreme!

Immortal Realm!

If Humanity has an Immortal Realm powerhouse, why would he need to serve another race as a servant?

Even if it was as a servant to a Human Immortal Realm expert, life would be so much better!

"We have more than one in the Immortal Realm."

High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu tossed out yet another bombshell.

In an instant, he almost made these Golden Body Realm powerhouses faint from excitement.

Immortal Realm, and more than one?

The Human Race—could it be this powerful?

"But, just having the Immortal Realm, doesn’t make us strong in this battlefield." High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu looked at everyone, his voice calm, yet as if holding a certain power, instantly quelling their excitement completely.

Allowing them to calm down in a flash.

Indeed, Immortal Realm doesn’t count as being strong.

It’s truly the dividing line for strong races, but only just that, a dividing line.

When Human Civilization was still enslaved, their two ’master races’ both possessed Immortal Realm civilizations.

Yet, they were all destroyed.

Fallen on the cruel Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

"We scattered ourselves among different Human civilizations for one shared goal: the strength of the Human Race." High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu always maintained a calm demeanor, even slowly sipping his tea again before speaking, "For this, we don’t reveal ourselves lightly; to hide our trump cards, we’ve made a lot of preparations."

In their forcibly cooled state, everyone realized that this powerhouse had revealed far too much to them!

Even just the fact that there is more than one Human of the Immortal Realm should be highly classified information.

Their performance before could not be called loyal to the Human Race.

In an instant, some began to break out in a cold sweat—but soon realized the other party probably wouldn’t kill them, or there would have been no need for so many words.

As expected.

The next moment, all of them sensed a profound energy surging into the depths of their Divine Souls, and with irresistible might, an intricate and formidable contract was engraved into their Divine Souls.

"So, now every one of you is a member of the Human Self-help Organization." High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu showed a slight smile for the very first time, "For the sake of being of one blood, we’re willing to give you all another chance—but only one. For anything that stands in the way of the Human Civilization’s great prosperity, whether it’s an alien race or our own people, we will show no mercy. You all, choose for yourself."

Leaving these words behind, High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu’s figure disappeared from his spot.

That’s right, faced with such a group, he didn’t need to explain much.

Nor did he need their trust or approval.

Even if their betrayal could be understood, betrayal is betrayal.

They had absolutely no right to the same initial status as truly loyal Human powerhouses like Nan Hao.

Everything depends on their future deeds.

Only now did the oppressive aura covering them fade completely away.

They looked at each other, but not one spoke.

Each of them plunged their consciousness into the imprint in their mind.

After seeing the many tasks—and reward after reward—even Thunder Blade felt a surge of excitement.

These rewards far surpassed anything he had received from the family he had pledged allegiance to!

But when Thunder Blade came back to his senses, he found that the other four were all eyeing him warily, even faintly surrounding him.

He couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart.

Right, those Golden Body Realms who could be invited here weren’t exactly stalwart supporters of Humanity, but he was the only one who had actually pledged allegiance to another race.

In this situation, he was clearly reaping what he had sown.

Still, Thunder Blade reacted quickly.

With a hint of self-mockery he said, "Do you really think someone who abandoned his own race has any true loyalty to his alien masters?"

"..."

The other Golden Body Realm experts all fell silent.

"I admit I don’t have much affection for the Human Race." Thunder Blade looked at everyone honestly, "But, look at all that’s in that imprint. Trust me, if all this is real, I can be the most loyal servant Humanity has ever had!"

Shameless!

The other four Golden Bodies voiced the same thought in their minds.

But they had to admit, Thunder Blade’s words struck a chord.

If the Human Race could offer them far more than the alien races, who would want to be someone else’s dog?

Besides, what this Human Self-help Organization offered wasn’t just benefits.

It was absolute control!

The contract in their minds told them constantly: if they showed the slightest hint of treason, they’d face inescapable destruction.

So the other side didn’t care about their loyalty at all.

No loyalty? Then die.

After a brief silence, the five Golden Body Realms sat down together once again.

This time, however, they were discussing something completely different.

"Thunder Blade, you have lots of experience. Is there anything among the alien races like this soul-engraving contract?"

"No, at least not among the Six-armed Race, not even the Freedom Alliance. Otherwise, do you think I’d have no contract in my mind?" Thunder Blade retorted.

Though he was a servant, as a true Martial Arts genius of the Golden Body Realm, he wouldn’t have been left unconstrained if such contracts existed.

Fact is, there was nothing like this.

Some Martial Arts Divine Powers are strange, and some can control or threaten, but nothing like what’s engraved in their minds—simply unheard of.

And the effect is enormous.

After all, loyalty has always been the hardest thing to determine in the Myriad Realms.

If not, why would those civilizations care so much about racial bloodlines?

If true loyalty could be ensured, what would race matter? Could it beat an absolutely loyal alien?

Just this alone gives the Human Self-help Organization the power to make a stand on this Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

Once this dawned on them, the Golden Body Realms were all a little dazed.

Could the once so-weak Human Race really have a chance to rise again?

No doubt—this was even more shocking than the rewards imprinted in their minds, overturning almost all their past beliefs.

After a long while, someone finally said quietly, "No matter if it’s true or not, at least... we really see hope now... Even we hope our race can grow strong."

Indeed, that’s the wish all Humans share.

Even aside from racial sentiment, it’s about everyone’s vital interests.

Still, everyone knew there have always been true traitors.

Hating their race’s weakness, obsessively yearning for stronger races, or simply unwilling and unable to accept the rise of their own, because that would make themselves and their choices into clowns, filled with maddening irony.