I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1316 - 728: God

"It’s going to search for that monster..." Seredis couldn’t help clenching his fists, "Are they in cahoots, or are they enemies?"

Gritting his teeth, he covered the distance in two strides and stripped a set of armor off a corpse.

"General, lend it to for a while."

"I don’t want to die so easily."

The corpse had already decomposed into a puddle of pus; no one could imagine that just minutes ago, they were living beings.

With steely resolve, he rinsed it under a faucet for a while and then wore it.

[Giant Snake Scale Armor], an epic level equipnt, crafted from a scale of the [Demon·Nine-headed Giant Snake], naturally ford, with strong idealistic protection ability.

"Better than nothing, I suppose."

After a mont, he found a small, crystal-clear bead in the monitoring room, nad [Transparent Eye], a legendary level reconnaissance item.

This crystal eyeball not only possesses the ability to see through objects but can also transmit what it sees onto a screen.

"Whew... I always feel like I could drop dead at any mont, but it doesn’t matter. A snake dies with its tail in the air, undying for millennia." Seredis encouraged himself while inscribing text on tal with a small knife.

The higher the idealist radiation, the lower the reliability of technological products.

In such idealist disaster, audio and video recordings are of little significance; instead, a tal plate made of black iron beca the best carrier of information.

"The [Ghost] of the Red Ben Alliance stumbled into the treasury, appearing unsteady on its feet."

"I’m controlling the [Transparent Eye], following it inside."

"The field strength is too high; the [Transparent Eye]’s signal transmission is intermittent."

"Most of the radiation I can perceive emanates from the [Ghost]; the unknown life form, on the other hand, has no field at all."

"I don’t know why, but the [Ghost] is still gathering its strength. The whole process has lasted 30 seconds, and it’s moving very slowly..."

He took a light breath and continued engraving the text: "The main door of the Central National Treasury has been broken open—done by that unknown creature... White mold grows on the door, and there are also signs of brute force."

"I have adjusted the resolution to the lowest setting and turned off the sound."

"I can only see a blur of pixels."

The [Transparent Eye] rolled behind the Cow Ghost, "glug glug" as it moved.

The interior appeared very quiet, a big heap of soldiers on duty lay scattered in the pus, they died silently, and in just a few minutes, only a pile of bones remained.

Perhaps after a little while, not even bones will be left.

Seeing these comrades, Seredis couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly, his heart filled with desolation.

If it weren’t for his [Sixth Sense], he might have been one of the clueless dead.

He wasn’t afraid of dying, just scared of dying without purpose.

The corpses not only had mold spots but also white hairs appeared, floating with the breeze.

As the [Cow Ghost] moved, the dandelion-like white hairs floated up and then descended to the ground.

"Damn, what if these things are contagious? If they spread, the whole Pangu Continent could be in trouble!"

At this mont, "ring ring," the phone in the reconnaissance room rang.

Looking at the number, it’s from the highest leader of the Fla Snake Civilization calling.

"This is the Sixth Squad, Seredis."

"Colonel Seredis, the Red Ben Alliance has issued a notification, the [Ghost] indeed escaped from their place... They also don’t know the specific reason for the riot."

The leader’s voice sounded sowhat hoarse.

"The eighteen human civilizations have shown significant concern over our situation, deploying a large number of supersonic ships to help transport civilians to safe locations..."

"Please ensure your own safety and gather more information. These will be our future bargaining chips and have high trade value."

Seredis breathed a slight sigh of relief: "Our place has beco a battlefield, right?"

The voice on the other end of the phone replied: "That’s correct, the entire city will be buried with it, we need to be ntally prepared for this."

"However, we have carried a lot of assets, and we still have a chance to rise again."

"Moreover, our military remains intact, and no one will bully us in the short term. Rest assured."

With so many civilizations gathered in one place, they rise and fall together.

Only Green Grass City can escape by spaceship.

Other civilizations are also organizing people to flee, but their speed is evidently slower than Green Grass City.

"Sigh, what has our Fla Snake Civilization done to deserve such a calamity. Colonel, if nothing can be done, it wouldn’t be wrong to retreat for now... you are a high-level talent here..."

Seredis was already too tired to think much more. He was just controlling the [Transparent Eye], focusing intently and observing all around.

The [Cow Ghost]’s power was being drawn more inward, more like an ordinary corpse.

Everything stored in the Central National Treasury relates to the [Demon·Ancient Giant Snake], those solid tal doors were made with the latest nano materials, able to withstand nuclear bomb attacks!

Yet now, even a one-ter thick tal door has been easily breached, twisted into scrap like a pretzel.

"I rember there’s a hydrogen bomb in a certain room..." Seredis said over the phone, "Leader, please grant the permissions and the secret key for the hydrogen bomb!"

The Fla Snake leaders hesitated a bit. The Central Treasury held their heritage; the hydrogen bomb is set so that in the event of an alien invasion, they could perish together—better a double loss than a single loss.