I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 562 - 412: Super Foundation—Ancient Insect!

Chapter 562: Chapter 412: Super Foundation—Ancient Insect!

At this moment, the battlefield finally reached its climax. Guo Dafeng’s Field, with its continuous soul-damaging ability, worsens the mental state the longer one stays within.

Coupled with his agile movements and focus on defense, all attacks were easily neutralized.

Niu Ba remained high in morale, roaring mightily, but his body was gradually weakening, and the axe in his hand grew increasingly heavy.

He knew his condition was dire, even the “Divine Power” was close to fading.

Suddenly, he hurled his axe with all his might.

Then he lunged forward!!!

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As Guo Dafeng saw the axe flying towards him like a rocket, he instinctively blocked with his large shield. After dispelling that force, the Minotaur was already upon him, roaring from his throat: “Moo!!”

Qi Skill, Spirit Roar!

A hint of a smile appeared on Guo Dafeng’s face. Ever since he acquired the Ice Field, his weakness in spirit resistance had been remedied. However, this First Warrior of the Underground Alliance really did have some strength.

Level 3 fighting Level 7, and to last this long, the foundation was indeed excellent, and one couldn’t help feeling a sense of mutual respect…

But in a civilized combat, holding back is forbidden!

This roar had little effect; Guo Dafeng shouted loudly, wielding his shield above the opponent’s head, and ferociously smashed down!

Niu Ba countered with his elbow, slamming it upward.

His right hand clenched into a fist, striking fiercely at the opponent’s face!

This could be the moment that decided the victor!

The telepathy channels of the Humans had ceased communication, everyone held their breath, intently watching.

On the side of the Underground Alliance, however, sighs of sadness resounded.

From the previous fight, they realized that merely in the quality of the Extraordinary Spark, they were more than a notch below.

Without relying on the power of weapons, there was no chance in close combat.

In the next second, their fists collided!

The sharp sound of the impact echoed across the battlefield.

The Minotaur bellowed proudly, a ferocious glint flickering in his eyes as he began to howl wildly.

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They continued to brawl, grappling for the shield, each punch landing heavily on the other.

But the Minotaur sadly realized that his protective Light Screen was shattered as if run over by a juggernaut, as the enemy’s Extraordinary Spark eroded his muscles, blood vessels, and internal organs relentlessly.

And his fists could only reach the opponent’s Light Screen, even getting scorched by it.

The disparity in quality was too great.

Large swathes of red light flashed through the overwhelming dust.

Suddenly, Niu Ba’s vision darkened, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his right hand went limp, and he fell straight down.

He had fought until the very last moment!

Defeated…

…

In the deafening silence, one could only hear their own heartbeat.

Defeated.

This fact brought a slight sorrow, a hint of anger, and… a subtle sense of trepidation to the soldiers of the Underground Alliance.

Even with their exceptional mental fortitude, they couldn’t hide their true emotions in the face of defeat.

This is… combat!

The psychological shift between the strong and the weak became instantly apparent.

There was now a clear distinction between the superiors and inferiors.

It was brutal, but also genuinely effective.

…

Guo Dafeng wiped his nose; he had gotten a nosebleed from a punch to the face, but it was nothing serious.

Sensing the emotional shift in the crowd, he sighed softly.

There was no joy, rather a touch of sympathy… it reminded him of the calamity of the Painted Skin.

The consequences of not being a powerful civilization, it seems…

To seclude oneself in a hidden corner of the Pangu Continent, ruling as a mountain lord, a secluded nation… when disaster strikes, how could one resist?

He thought to himself: “I hope that one day, this kind of helpless defeat will not befall Humans…”

“We must take action, to witness a greater world…”

Guo Dafeng made a gesture of clasped hands towards the people of the Underground Alliance: “Thank you for the honor!”

Then, he took out a potion for healing soul injuries from his body and put it into the Minotaur’s hand.

This was his personal property; any medicine related to the soul was costly, likely worth half a year’s allowance for an A-level Human.

But having given it, he had given it; he rather admired this confident Minotaur…

Guo Dafeng liked to fight, the feeling of fist to flesh was quite enjoyable.

“Next time there’s a chance, let’s have a match with pure physical strength again!”

Niu Ba struggled up from the ground, breathing heavily, his limbs weak, his mental state groggy.

Suffering a soul attack with no medicine, recovery alone might take years.

He looked at the bottle in his hand, turned his head with complex feelings to glance at Guo Dafeng, then hesitated not even a moment before downing it.

He also knew that formal diplomatic relations had not been established between their races, and the potion could only be a personal gesture of friendship; taking the medicine back for study would embarrass the other party.

After drinking, he threw the potion bottle back.

Guo Dafeng caught the bottle and placed it back into his own pocket.

“Thank you (moo)!” Niu Ba called out softly, shaking his head slightly.

The potion tasted quite good, producing a refreshing sensation that refreshed his mind and slightly improved his mental state.

Dragging his weary body, Niu Ba returned to the crowd and sat down, his expression filled with sadness.

What a damned First Warrior…

I lost.

Just like a hundred years ago, when the Bullhead Clan made a stand to fight against the Insect Race, they were majestic and powerful, their spirit swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger.

But in the brutal war, the Bullhead Clan still lost, with only one in ten of their people surviving.

What’s the point of being full of confidence and high morale?

His expression somewhat gloomy, he turned to his companions and said, “I’m sorry, I’ve used all my tricks, but I still couldn’t win.”

“In fact, my opponent was several notches stronger than me. He held back. If it had been a real fight to the death, he could have killed me easily.”

“The potion you drank…”

“It seems to repair the soul… I’m fine… Of course, I need to be isolated… I know that.”

And the many people of the Underground Alliance were also silent, unable to find words of comfort.

During the fight, they had already seen the disparity, and losing the first match was actually inevitable.

Yet more cruel was that the gambling continued.

…

Of course, for the many strategists and high-ranking officials of the “Grotto Heaven,” the outcome of this battle wasn’t so bad.

“Higher-level Extraordinary Spark!!”

“Look at this, it’s a qualitative change in quality, I can’t be certain what level this is, but it definitely exceeds level 3, reaching the realm of level 4 or even 5!”

“It means our previous thinking was wrong!”

“And this… the magical frost that covered the entire field, we can consider it to be a higher-tier combat mechanism.”

“And that potion… heals the soul?”

The scientists continuously observed the surveillance feed, pointing at the screens, wishing they could personally go to the front lines to experience it firsthand.

Exploring alone is indeed quite unpleasant.

Once misled, it not only wastes manpower and resources but also delays much development time.

Now, the correct answer is laid out before them; how could they not be ecstatic?

However, in stark contrast to the scientists were the officials of the Alliance Government.

Instead, the leaders of the 12 races all had grave expressions.

They lost a match…

And it seemed like they were crushed, revealing a lot of deep-level information.

The opponent, with shabby equipment, bested their own luxurious equipment; what’s the point in fighting?

“It seems like the opponent is deliberately observing our engravings.”

They even started to worry, fearing that because they were too weak, the opponent might suddenly become murderous and turn them into Spirit Essence.

This made them less confident about the second round of the gambling.

“Chairman, let’s proceed with the plan and summon the Master of Furnace Wheel…” said a white-haired old man suddenly. “Regardless, we must show our strength.”

“Yes, please bring out the Furnace Wheel.”

So a group of leaders hurriedly headed for the core area of the “Grotto Heaven.”

Grotto Heaven, a mysterious place within the underground rift, has a structure similar to the Safe Zone, forming its own space.

An area of 11,000 square kilometers, hidden at a depth of 12,000 meters of the underground rift in an invisible manner, with only a very inconspicuous entrance and exit.

Originally, when the Dark Steel Civilization found this mysterious area, they discovered the internal space was only 10,400 square meters, roughly the size of an athletic field.

Inside was an ancient ritual altar.

Upon the altar, there was a Jade Pendant of the Gear Civilization.

In the cave below, there was a severely injured [Insect]!!

This gigantic [Insect] was golden all over, 120 meters tall, weighing tens of thousands of tons, and the results of its [Identification] were all “???”.

It was even capable of speaking the language of intelligent beings, calling itself “Ancient Insect.”

But “Ancient Insect’s” abdomen was sliced open by an indescribable powerful force, and that mysterious power entangled it for a long time, granting it no peace.

It was due to this ancient [Insect] that the Underground Alliance learned how to use the “Grotto Heaven” and sought to heal it by any means possible.

However, that terrifying power was beyond their imagination, and the state of the Ancient Insect worsened, only capable of clinging to a shred of life by entering a long hibernation…

Sometimes, well… although the Underground Alliance loathed the Insect Race from the outside world, they were grateful for this one beside the altar; it truly was the savior of the entire alliance.

“Ancient Insect, an outside civilization has come and invited us to a gambling duel… I wonder if such an unwritten rule existed during the Ancient Era?”

The injured “Ancient Insect” was not in good mental condition, as time passed much slower in its hiding cave compared to the outside world.

Each time it awoke, it expended a significant amount of Essence.

From its abdomen, a strong stench wafted out.

People even dared not approach close, for getting too close brought sensations of coldness throughout the body and life draining away!

The [Insect] let out a long sigh, struggling to utter one word: [Yes].

A shiver went through everyone present.