Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 295 - 140: Rise Again—My Old God!
It is said that the army under this Evil God was incredibly powerful in their world, garnering a notorious reputation in ancient times, so strong that the Evil God almost became the ruler.
At that time, Su Qinghong was very scared, throughout the clearing process she was trembling, walking on thin ice.
However, helplessly due to the teammates’ lack of strength, she could only watch as the enemy summoned the Evil God and its army.
And then…
And then there was nothing more.
The Evil God indeed resurrected, and in that world without a cultivation system but with advanced technology, it was indeed formidable, at least a B+ Level.
But then…
Its million-strong army was wholly made up of ancient soldiers.
At most, they were fearlessly brave, charging forward like zombies that could continue fighting even if their heads didn’t explode.
From the moment they appeared, the outcome was destined; the Evil God and its army were easily annihilated by the modern firepower of that world, without even causing a ripple.
Forget about ruling the world, they couldn’t even enter the county, being bombarded by large amounts of artillery straight back to the afterlife.
The Evil God, along with the long-sealed burial site, became part of a massive pit.
The evil schemer was later caught, charged with inciting to overthrow the state and endangering national security, a traitor by popular terms, and was executed by firing squad.
Without ample preparation and power, wishing to rise after ten thousand years to sweep the world again?
What kind of delusions are these?
Therefore, Lu Wenwu wasn’t worried about Diawara’s resurrection scheme at all, it sounded unreliable from the get-go.
The only concern he had was his old friend, the Outer God known by many different names across various worlds.
If He descends, who knows how this instance will develop.
…
Seven days flew by, Lu Wenwu and the others now had only one week left to complete the main quest.
During these few days, a few more players had died.
Perhaps they fell victim to the mouths of exotic beasts, or the hands of Neo-Humans, or maybe perished amidst internal player conflicts.
Who can say for sure?
Including the four who infiltrated the enemy, there were still eleven players left in the whole instance.
Lu Wenwu maintained the façade of a country bumpkin entering the city, having a blast with Dar.
His teammates continued gathering information in New City and analyzing some odd clues.
One couldn’t say it was completely useless, but they surely gained nothing.
New City, being the headquarters for Neo-Human Evolution Divine Teachings, had its inhabitants thoroughly brainwashed, yielding no useful information.
The only clue they managed to uncover was that all followers excessively praise the Sect Leader, yet no one ever saw him.
Lu Wenwu and the others were now seriously questioning the Sect Leader’s very existence.
If he exists, why does he never meet the followers?
If he doesn’t exist, then what was it that Dar and others met?
Intuition and some layered schemes told Lu Wenwu that First Vice Sect Leader Liu Jianwu definitely had issues.
If the Sect Leader doesn’t appear within three days, he’ll make his move.
Lu Wenwu didn’t end up waiting for any news about the Sect Leader but did receive something better.
Diawara likely completed preparations and secretly dispatched someone at midnight, inviting Lu Wenwu to witness this historic event together.
The location was somewhat surprising, it was close to New City.
Perhaps they counted on the darkness beneath the lights, or maybe Diawara was overly confident.
Anyway, the resurrection operation began inexplicably.
Coincidentally, the night before Diawara’s invite reached Lu Wenwu, Dar mysteriously declined the evening’s invitation for fun.
Saying there was something very important to do.
Well, at least he won’t end up covered in blood then.
Lu Wenwu donned his outfit, had Mao Mao transform into flame patterns, holding Xiaopang cat in one hand, and set out with his prepared brothers to the banquet.
This was an unparalleled grand feast!
…
Late at night, the Divine Protection Continent, already dim, seemed enveloped in deep ink, couldn’t see a thing.
Besides Lu Wenwu and the others, the remaining seven players nervously followed the Neo-Human troop to a site located not far outside of New City — an underground ancient site.
Hidden beneath a small hill, it appeared to be a large burial from ancient times.
They were surprised to discover inside the passage that somehow it had already been quietly hollowed out, a huge and open cavity dug underneath the land outside New City’s outskirts.
The originally small burial chamber was now as large as a plaza, shadowy figures standing all around.
Sometime before, some unknown material was ignited, illuminating the place bright as day.
The players suppressed their inner joy, keeping the expressions of devout fanaticism.
They had blended in this den of demons for twenty days, not in vain after all.
Finally, about to witness the real deal!
“Our guesses weren’t wrong, these cultists among cultists are planning to resurrect a powerful ancient Divine Spirit to rule the world, same old plot, like that fool trying to resurrect the Scorpion Emperor.” a young Caucasian said in a special manner.
His name was Theo Ronan, system ID: Ambition, translated to: Ambition.
