Chapter 457: Chapter 431: The God of Hunting’s Finale (Part 1)
Two days later.
"What, a large number of Barbarians were found inexplicably dead in an underground parking lot, and traces of the God of Hunting were left at the scene?"
In the command center, the commander of the army group area looked surprised.
It wasn’t just him; everyone in the command center was shocked. According to the intelligence sent by the front-line soldiers, there were tens of thousands of Barbarian corpses, and none had any external injuries. Their expressions were terrified and distorted, as if they had seen sothing horrifying before they died.
This is not a good sign!
This indicates that sothing beyond control has happened, which is the last thing you want in a war.
"These are all followers of the God of Hunting, so it’s unlikely that He did it, and He has already left. Could it be... an acute infectious disease?" a hesitant staff officer suggested, but imdiately dismissed his own idea: "Impossible!"
Earth and the other world have been connected for over twenty years now. Any infectious disease would have broken out long ago, surely not waiting until now. Besides, apart from this site, other Barbarians are still lively and energetic.
"Do you think it could be the doing of so Martial Artist, like that General Manager Chen?" the deputy commander asked.
The commander shook his head: "He is indeed very powerful, but making thousands of Barbarians inexplicably die, without a single one escaping, is far beyond his capability, unless he is..."
Everyone exchanged glances, as the office gradually fell silent, and everyone couldn’t help thinking of one possibility.
They felt a chill in their hearts!
Whether it’s the God of Hunting or not is irrelevant; at least they could confirm one thing, that Pingzhou is still hiding a terrifying existence.
...
In the room.
Chen Shouyi placed his hand on the glass cover of the gasoline lamp.
The air on the surface rippled and distorted, making his palm look sowhat blurred.
The fla below leaped violently, changing into various shapes, as if it could extinguish at any mont.
"Is this the resistance to energy that legendary powerhouses possess?" Chen Shouyi thought to himself.
As ti passed, he gradually discovered more mysteries of legendary powerhouses, such as better adaptation to various extre environnts.
When it cos to low temperatures, even with the current temperature of minus ten or so degrees Celsius, he doesn’t feel much cold even if naked.
As for high temperatures, placing his hand ten centiters above the fla, he doesn’t feel much burning heat.
He simply opened the glass cover.
And directly placed his hand over the fla to roast it.
After two seconds.
"Sss!"
He quickly withdrew his hand.
Chen Shouyi looked at his smoke-blackened hand, concentrated his will, and soon his palm turned white and clean, with only the palm’s center slightly red.
"Still sowhat weak. The temperature I can withstand for long is probably only two or three hundred degrees, while the gasoline lamp, even under the influence of the extraterrestrial Original Force, is over five hundred under standard atmospheric pressure.
However, at least I can bathe in boiling oil now."
He covered the lamp and checked his stats panel.
Strength: 18.2
Agility: 18.2
Constitution: 18.2
Intelligence: 18.0
Sensory: 15.9
Will: 16.9
Energy Accumulation: 12.7
Faith Value: 20.3
Still the sa.
He sighed slightly. After entering Legendary, improvent had beco increasingly slow.
Nearly seven days had passed, with at least forty catties of Demigod flesh consud daily to aid cultivation. Yet, his ho’s bird leg was almost gone, and only strength, agility, constitution, and sensory increased by 0.1 point each.
"Oh, intelligence has increased by 0.1 point!" preparing to turn off the stats panel, Chen Shouyi suddenly brightened, filled with joy:
"Could it be that after reaching Legendary, the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Techniques can also train the brain?"
Intelligence has always been a concern for him.
Out of all attributes, only intelligence cannot be enhanced through training.
Yet, this attribute is crucial, perhaps even the most important, providing all-around strength enhancent.
He had once spent considerable ti imrsing himself in library books related to the brain without any gain.
"No, it shouldn’t be!" Chen Shouyi walked back and forth, calming down from the initial excitent.
"If the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Techniques could train the brain, it would have shown results long ago, not waiting until now. This should be a natural transformation of the brain with the energy growth after stepping into Legendary!"
At this mont, he heard a loud commotion outside. Walking to the window, he saw many military aircraft flying towards him from afar.
"What’s happening?" Chen Shouyi wondered.
The battle in Pingzhou was nearing its end, with few large-scale aircraft deploynts.
Just then, soone knocked on the door.
Chen Shouyi opened it, revealing a colonel:
"General Manager Chen, the situation is urgent. Please evacuate imdiately!"
"What’s going on?" Chen Shouyi’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly inquired.
The colonel hesitated slightly, then spoke in a deep voice: "Based on investigated intelligence, we suspect a Barbarian God has appeared in Pingzhou. To ensure the safety of Martial Artists, all are to temporarily evacuate Pingzhou!"
Martial Artists have no significant role in wars involving Barbarian Gods. The Great Xia Country cannot afford to lose any Martial Artists; losing one would be a substantial loss.
"The God of Hunting?" Chen Shouyi asked quickly.
"Unconfird yet!" the colonel said, checking the ti: "A transport helicopter will be landing at the door in half an hour. Please pack your things quickly, General Manager Chen!"
...
The God of Hunting was sitting on the ground in a subway station, its massive body pressing a giant hole into the thick concrete overhead.
In just two days, the ominous aura emanating from Him grew even more terrifying, making this dark, lightless subway station seem like a ghostly domain, shadowy and eerie.
Any ordinary person accidentally exposed to even a trace of this aura would have endless nightmares, perhaps never waking again.
He had been hiding here for two days, waiting for a chance to escape back to the other world.
Since falling to Demigod status, He hadn’t dared to take risks, becoming extrely cautious. He was no longer the powerful lesser Divine Power god, not even a True God, but rely a Demigod.
Although as a Demigod who had fallen from a True God, He was far stronger than regular Demigods, a Demigod nonetheless remained a Demigod.
At this mont, He heard the sound of nurous planes.
"Damn ants!" He suddenly stood up.
With a "boom!" His over twenty-ter tall body pierced through the subway station’s ceiling, blasting the concrete into countless pieces like explosives, with nearby buildings instantly riddled with holes from the debris.
He had beco skittish, reacting with fear to every slight disturbance. Then, a simring, uncontrollable rage burst forth, leaving Him unable to maintain His composure.
The backlash of faith not only turned Him into an Evil God but severely corroded His nature.
Once sly and cunning, the God of Hunting was now a twisted, insane Evil God.
He felt fear, anger, an uncontrollable urge like a furious beast.
With a hint of madness in His expression, He roared towards the sky: "Ants, you think you can kill ? I’ll show you what true fear is!"
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