Chapter 546
Chapter 546 - 526: Hope
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Chaos was spreading, and every day, Lu Ping’an could see people dying, people living, and others living more miserably than the dead.
News of disasters arrived like snowflakes; most of the border towns had fallen. Some were overwhelmed by hordes of undead, while others survived the first wave of disaster only to be faced with even greater misfortune.
The moment the Moon God fell, all the seals were lifted. Those city-states that were still holding on met with numerous catastrophes. Just the crazy resurgence of the undead swarms was a nightmare they couldn’t resist.
If they managed to withstand this, their next encounter would be even more tragic... Sealed creatures underground, either mutated or undead, were instinctively seeking prey.
Steel fortresses could not stand against the surviving super-demons.
God Corpses? They were just one of the most powerful types.
Every day, refugees poured into the city. At hellish scenes like these one had to be stoic... By this time, Lu Ping’an’s team no longer had any "new members" who would feel disturbed by the misery and death they witnessed.
However, misfortune also signified opportunity... What you perceive as human purgatory may be considered a playground full of opportunities in the eyes of some beings.
"... Hunters should be coming, right?"
Other mutated demons might have low value, but wandering God Corpses in the mortal realm were certainly not.
He was the corpse of a Deity, and merely a past right hand was a top Rule-Level item. A complete Deity corpse, especially a Beast God’s body from the direct bloodline of the Sun God... How precious the "world’s laws" within it must be.
There were surely Quasi-Gods, Divine Envoys, and even True Gods who would be tempted by it.
"For you, they would be irresistible opponents. But for Quasi-Gods seeking to advance further, ’God Corpses’ are much easier to deal with than Quasi-Gods; in any case, this is the corpse of a top Deity. To be honest, if I were in my prime, I definitely would not hesitate to seize it."
So said the big cat.
The order of the seven disasters had long been disrupted due to outsiders’ involvement, and the ensuing "Disaster of the Gods" had started early. When Deity-level beings physically appeared in the mortal world, the battle of the Gods naturally erupted.
For the Quasi-Gods, Rule-levels, and even the Sword Saint like Master Xia Qin from Earth, these events were like a carnival.
They ventured together, forming teams to hunt... This further step of difficulty was obvious.
Picking up a God Corpse from Earth might be difficult, but now numerous Ancient Gods were revived here.
That day, Master Xia Qin didn’t consider taking Xia Qin to play, simply because such a battlefield was too difficult for mortals.
However, high returns naturally entailed high risks...
"What? Picking up a bargain? You must have read too many legendary novels. At this level of battle, one misstep could lead to a man-made canyon, and you might die from an unknown AoE."
Lu Ping’an still held out some hope that some strongmen would attempt to hunt the God Corpse. Maybe then he could purchase the bloodvine he needed from them.
As for approaching the battlefield? After the big cat told him about its experiences in divine wars, he chose to give up.
However, he never imagined that he would really pick up a bargain, though it turned out to be different from what he had planned.
"Fine, one Truth-Level item, one ticket, no haggling... Ah, you can actually afford it, let me see."
"You want to buy a ticket? One Truth-Level item... Alright, come with me."
In just three days, Lu Ping’an had picked up two bargains. The marvels of the world - Truth-Level Items - were easily obtained one after another. Moreover, one of them was a highly valuable weapon.
One of them was a lone strongman who sold his family’s heirloom weapon, just for a ticket to leave.
The other was a rich merchant, who also took out treasures... Lu Ping’an’s people also squeezed some resources from him and gave him an extra ticket.
After the "Undead Wave" swept through, only the strong survived. Even those who had previously hidden their true identities now had to fight for their lives.
The essence of this world was selected in this way and displayed like goods in front of foreigners, leaving them free to choose and haggle over prices.
Many of Lu Ping’an’s subordinates displayed their advantages. If it were just him, selling dozens of tickets in three days would have raised suspicions. However, with each of his subordinates only selling two tickets at most, these sales were concealed like waves hiding in the sea.
Although there was no third Rule-Level item, the daily returns were still terrifyingly high, with all kinds of rare treasures seemingly scattered like gravel in front of them, free for the picking.
However, Lu Ping’an also knew that perhaps it was time to leave.
"Today is the fourth day. If there are no changes by the day after tomorrow... "
Lu Ping’an still longed for vines, but he knew that if he was too greedy, he might have to stay here.
Those underground monsters, including the God Corpse, were still roaming the earth.
They would instinctively prey on everything around them, and once the original border city turned into a dead zone, they would eventually follow the escape route and find their way here.
All of this was just a matter of time.
The only thing that could be hoped for was that the Slayer God’s hunters would arrive first... Lu Ping’an wasn’t worried that they wouldn’t know the intelligence; the Beast God’s intelligence had already leaked out, and someone should have already brought it to the Holy City.
The only issue was who would arrive first.
In this fortress, there were refugees with great treasures, and the daily profit was astonishing. Lu Ping’an even saw other outsiders coming to sell boat tickets to snatch the business.
Lu Ping’an was more Buddhist-style... that was a rule-level strongman, even if a dispute occurred, it was likely that his side wouldn’t win.
In the current situation, it might only be those real rule-levels that could roam freely in this dangerous land.
By the fifth day, Lu Ping’an could only sigh helplessly and prepared to leave.
Scouts had already detected that the monster... the God Corpse with the reputation of "Evil of Ten Thousand Beasts" was getting closer to the city.
Purchase on site? After hearing the story of the big cat, Lu Ping’an wanted to live a few more years.
However, a day before the plan expired, the situation changed.
A group of people, wearing cloaks, suddenly appeared in the chapel of the God of Travelers... and Lu Ping’an was the first to know since he had been assigning people to monitor the place.
What else could they come here for at this time? Soon, Lu Ping’an determined that these people were extremely powerful and Spirit Vision couldn’t see through them.
There were two Earth people among them, but most of them were foreigners, and it seemed to be a temporarily formed hunter team?
Then? Then Lu Ping’an moved without hesitation.
He canceled the reservation of the outrageously priced inn and spent a fortune to get a rest room in the chapel of the God of Travelers.
Starting from one morning, accompanied by the constant rumbling explosions around his ears, he was in the chapel of the church, drinking tea and chatting with the priests.
How was the outside fight? Lu Ping’an wasn’t interested to know, he just casually played with the "Token" in his hand, ready to be transported away at any time.
Such a battlefield was too dangerous even for watching... when the God Corpse revived, the Corpse Monsters tens of kilometers away underwent a collective mutation.
That was only "natural radiation" without equal opponents, heaven knows what it would look like when opponents of the same level fought hard.
But Lu Ping’an sent scouts, as long as there were signs that the battlefield was getting closer to the city, he would be ready to leave at any time.
"Come on, oley! Unsung big brothers... Warriors!"
In Lu Ping’an’s heart, he silently cheered for those unknown strongmen, hoping they would achieve what they wanted.
He didn’t ask much, just pick up a few vines easily.
"...Wiped out?!"
However, bad news always comes faster than hope.
Those strongmen were very powerful, there were no rule-level or lower members in the team; there was even a Quasi-God, who should have a good chance of killing an ordinary God Corpse... but the Beast God’s Corpse was clearly not an "ordinary God."
The battle started quite far from the fortress, and the place had already become a wasteland. Everything was destroyed in an instant, and the high concentration of pollution would kill any mortal creatures that approached.
According to the scouts who risked their lives to watch, all those God hunters had died, not a single one survived.
When the news came, Lu Ping’an could only sigh helplessly and prepare to leave.
Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before this fortress would become history.
"You, the vines you wanted!"
But just as Lu Ping’an was preparing to leave, a local man in a black robe, staggering, entered the cathedral.
His body had already shown obvious mutations, as a result of him forcefully entering the battlefield with insufficient strength.
But seeing that Lu Ping’an hadn’t left yet, his eyes were filled with joy, genuine joy from the bottom of his heart.
The red broken vine held high in his hands was the hope for him and his family to survive!
— End of Chapter 546 —