The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 636 - Don’t Let Me Live!

The Divine River Civilization and the Nether Realm were long-time adversaries. Their strife originated from the differences between their dogma and powers.

The Nether Realm’s position was that power stemmed from death, hence their tendency to sow death everywhere they went. The owner of the Nether Realm, Karl of Pluto, had extinguished dozens of civilizations.

The Divine River Civilization, on the other hand, sought strength through genes. Karl had once appeared in their civilization to sow his dogma, but the Will of the Divine River Civilization had judged him a cultist and had driven him away forever.

From then on, the two civilizations became foes. Now that a part of the Nether Realm had opened in the match thanks to the Origin of Mutation and the Waters of Styx, Karl would undoubtedly seize this opportunity to inflict some damage to the Divine River Civilization.

The Nether Realm eventually took over the entire dragon nest. The original nest had turned into a black bubbling swamp. A single dried arm extended from the sticky black waters. Soon, a second appeared, then a third, and even more thereafter.

These were the undead warriors of the Nether Realm and were known as the Deathsworn. They were strange life forms that had shaken off the shackles of death, capable of shifting between the boundaries of life and death.

An army of Deathsworn appeared from the Nether Realm. Catching the scent of Karl from the Origin of Mutation, they made sure not to attack it and rushed toward the other side instead.

Oracle noticed this and shouted in a panic, “This is bad! The Origin of Mutation has some form of connection with the Nether Realm! It placed the Waters of Styx into the field.”

“What?” Torrent’s expression turned grim.

The Divine River Civilization had fought against the Nether Realm for a long time and knew their terrifying might well. The Deathsworn were already a headache to kill, and they weren’t even the strongest beings in the Nether Realm.

“No time to hesitate. Execute Plans A and D. Even if we die, we have to kill the Origin of Mutation,” Torrent instructed. “We’re the Super Genesoldiers of the Divine River Civilization. Our lifelong goal and duty is to follow the Will of the Divine River Civilization.”

“As you command!” the other four shouted in unison, well aware that the situation had just turned from dire to perilous.

“We stake our lives for the continuity of the Divine River Civilization!” cried the thousand cloned Super Genesoldiers.

This was the faith engraved within their genes.

“Move out!” Torrent ordered.

Warmaster and Oracle glanced at each other. They were the main players of Plan D, which involved having Oracle give his eyes to Warmaster so the latter could temporarily obtain the power to see the entire field.

This meant Oracle would permanently lose his sight just for a chance to deal a fatal blow. The procedure was completed with haste, and soon, Warmaster could see the entire field as Oracle once had.

An army of Deathsworn appeared from the dragon nest and spread out from there. As they roamed, life itself seemed to spontaneously end around them. The Origin of Mutation stood by the dragon nest and coldly observed.

Meanwhile, Han Wu was busy merging locusts and had since accumulated twenty of them. The twenty massive locusts flew around the plaza, awaiting his commands.

Warmaster mulled over their next actions. There were two possible ways to complete their mission.

The first was to kill the Origin of Mutation immediately, but it was clear that the Origin of Mutation had thought of this and was standing beside the dragon-nest-turned-Nether-Realm so it could seek protection from Karl at a moment’s notice. This drastically lowered Warmaster’s chance of hitting it with his one-hit kill technique.

The second was to target the opposing team’s base crystal to secure victory. In that case, the Divine Civilization would have to surrender the Origin of Mutation, as stipulated in the rules.

However, with the second method, there was a chance that the Divine Civilization would not surrender the Origin of Mutation out of anger at the Divine River Civilization’s underhanded tactics.

There was also the possibility that Karl would simply reach out from the Nether Realm to capture the Origin of Mutation before the end of the match. That way, the Divine Civilization wouldn’t be able to follow up on their agreement even if they wanted to.

Warmaster was between a rock and a hard place. He had no idea how to deal with the Origin of Mutation. Neither scenario guaranteed success.

“Aim your Obsidrum Judgement at that child called Han Wu,” the blind Oracle suddenly suggested. “When you use it, make sure to slow your attack so the Origin of Mutation has the time to react.”

“Why? He’s not related to our mission.” Warmaster had killed many, but he was reluctant to drag in others not listed in the mission.

“Han Wu and the Origin of Mutation look similar, meaning they likely have some connection,” Oracle explained. “Han Wu was even willing to gather a team and risk death to fight us for its sake. I have a feeling that the Origin of Mutation would also stake its life to save Han Wu in return. I make my calls not just on what I objectively see, but also based on the hearts of others.”

Though Warmaster doubted the Oracle’s words, he had always been an obedient soldier.

“Very well, I’ll do as you say and aim at Han Wu.” Warmaster’s armor shattered into particles that surged into his Obsidrum battle axe, causing it to grow tenfold. Tossing the giant axe up high into the air, he cried, “Obsidrum Judgement, God Slayer!”

The huge axe released a terrifying presence capable of destroying anything in its path. This technique was fatal to life forms with Divine Essence.

The Origin of Mutation stared at the massive battle axe as it shot through the air. “You’re finally making a move? Let’s see what you do.”

Surprisingly, the axe didn’t appear to be heading for it, so it stopped trying to run into the Nether Realm.

“Is it aimed at the crystal?” the Origin of Mutation murmured in confusion.

Something was wrong. The attack was actually slightly off from the crystal. The Origin of Mutation opened its map and tried forecasting its flight path.

The attack was headed for Han Wu! The Origin of Mutation was pissed. It had underestimated how despicable and evil the Divine River Civilization could be.

“If I survive this attack, I will use everything within my arsenal to destroy the Divine River Civilization!” Gritting its teeth, the Origin of Mutation rushed back to base as quickly as it could.

It planned to use its body to block the attack aimed at Han Wu.

“We did it!” Warmaster exclaimed excitedly when he saw the Origin of Mutation hurrying back.