The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 479 - Lost in the Desolate Civilization

At the critical moment, someone jumped out from Han Wu’s divine realm. It was the Origin of Mutation, which had consumed the final vial of Origin Virus. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The Origin of Mutation was the product of a freak mutation and showed perfect compatibility with that virus. After all, it had grown significantly stronger after completely absorbing it. It was now as powerful as an Earthsunder life form and had advanced to a Rank 5 Super Genesoldier.

Not only did it possess a powerful body, but it had also unlocked a powerful Skill. The four it already possessed—Controlled Mutation, Gene Lock, Gene Recombination, and Life Creation—were powerful, but the fifth surpassed them because it transcended the physical realm. It was called Cognitive Alteration and targeted the mind rather than the body.

The Origin of Mutation jumped in front of the duo and used Cognitive Alteration on the White Mane God King to alter his mental state. It shot several thin strands that pierced the God King.

The God King’s mind was extremely stable, and his Divine Jurisdiction protected it like an impenetrable fortress. The Origin of Mutation focused all of the strands in one spot and opened a tiny hole into his defenses. It then pushed a single tiny strand through it. The strand carried the directives needed to alter the White Mane God King’s cognition so he would let them leave.

As the strand entered him, the White Mane God King’s eyes lost focus. Confusion washed over him when he looked at Han Wu, and he no longer understood why he was attacking them.

Han Wu seized the momentary confusion and ordered his entire fleet to escape. Dark Locust had already prepared an escape route. He jumped in front of the White Mane God King and detonated himself. The self-destruction of an Earthsunder life form wasn’t enough to kill the God King, but it could severely injure him.

The detonation tore open a giant spatial crack at the blast’s epicenter. Even Dark Locust had no idea where it would lead them to, but it offered their only chance. They would have a slim shot of survival if they escaped through it. Staying here with the White Mane God King meant certain death.

Han Wu chose to take that risk and swiftly commanded his fleet to enter the crack. His ship and Jing Jing’s ship quickly passed through the crack. By the time the White Mane God King reacted, most of Han Wu’s fleet had already crossed. Only a handful of Small-class ships failed to pass through.

In his rage, the White Mane God King used his Divine Jurisdiction and crushed those ships. Close to 10 billion locusts still aboard them were crushed into nothingness.

Some of the stronger units also failed to escape in time, such as Alpheus and Erebard. The White Mane God King used his Divine Jurisdiction to threaten them to join the Supreme Merchant Group, but they were absolutely loyal to Han Wu and would rather fight to the death.

The White Mane God King killed all of them in a heartbeat. The war ended after their deaths. The Supreme Merchant Group had lost 99% of its ships and only the Behemoth-class ship remained in the air. They had also lost close to 80% of their fodder and slaves. In total, the group had lost 70% of its assets.

Han Wu had suffered heavy losses as well. He had lost at least 15 billion locusts along with many other units. Even so, he had minimized his losses and had obtained one of the Supreme Merchant Group’s Giant-class ships, which held treasures and items worth 100,000 Divine Essence.

During the war, the skeletons had also salvaged a lot of systems from the Supreme Merchant Group’s fleet and stored them. In the end, both Han Wu and Jing Jing managed to gain some profit from the war.

As for Alpheus and the other loyal units that had been slain, their souls had already been inscribed onto the Revival Stone. Han Wu could resurrect them as long as he spent enough Divine Essence.

Han Wu still came out ahead. He was defeated but managed to minimize his losses. Unfortunately, he was now facing an incomprehensible threat. After entering the spatial crack, the powerful vortex within it crushed many of his ships.

Han Wu couldn’t save those ships. He could only transfer their units onto the remaining intact ships. In the end, only three Giant-class ships managed to emerge safely: Han Wu’s Swordwind ship, his Dark Locust ship, and Jing Jing’s skull ship.

The three drifted in an uncharted region. Han Wu sensed his surroundings and couldn’t identify the place. Naturally, Jing Jing had no clue either. They had to turn to Jiang Ming for help since he had a lot of experience as a merchant wandering through different civilizations.

Jiang Ming had witnessed Han Wu and Jing Jing take on the entire Supreme Merchant Group as Gods and still manage to retreat safely. Their actions impressed him, and he swore that he would work for Han Wu.

After surveying their surroundings for a while, he frowned and told them he had one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. The good news was that this wasn’t an unknown civilization. It’s a discovered one called Desolate Civilization. The bad news was its sheer size. Based on incomplete records, they had once estimated that the Desolate Civilization was tentatively at least ten times larger than the entire Divine Civilization.

Jiang Ming couldn’t tell which district they had entered, nor did he know where they should go next. They were lost.

Han Wu didn’t mind. Escaping from a God King with most of their units intact counted as a miracle for Gods like them. Being lost in the Desolate Civilization seemed manageable by comparison.

Jiang Ming admired his optimism and explained the nature of the Desolate Civilization. This place was apparently a barren landscape, and neither navigational skills nor communication hardware functioned well here.

Han Wu had the Permanent Coordinates for the Blood Coliseum. He tried activating it before realizing that it would take 498,700,000 years to head back. He suspected that this was the system’s way of telling him they couldn’t use it to escape.

He let go of the idea and listened closely as Jiang Ming described how to survive there. The only law that governed the Desolate Civilization was the iron-clad law of the strong eating the weak. Any weaker life form became the prey. If they didn’t hide themselves well, something stronger would consume them.

The life forms here evolved after eating large amounts of food. However, evolution in the Desolate Civilization didn’t follow a fixed path; it shifted at random. For example, if a pig ate its fill and triggered its evolution, it could evolve into a fish with higher vitality. It sounded absurd, yet this was the Desolate Civilization's fundamental law.