I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 660: 479: Found You, [Demon]!2

Chapter 660: Chapter 479: Found You, [Demon]!_2

Guo Dafeng clenched his teeth as the engravings on the Black Steel Shield flickered. With a loud “bang,” it was smashed, leaving behind a dark dent.

“Beep!”

“Damn it, the system’s escape warning has been triggered!”

He was all too aware of the situation. The Power Exoskeleton would issue a warning for the pilot to evacuate when subjected to extre stress.

The opponent was a force of overwhelming power, relying on sheer performance superiority to dominate the fight!

The Power Exoskeleton he was ard with was already considered one of the best among humans, yet it could not withstand the imnse force. Screeching wails erupted from the steel and the core gears.

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

His legs were driven into the concrete entirely before the opponent finally ceased their combat actions.

The battle was over.

Soon after, brief applause and cheers erupted across the venue.

An overwhelming victory!

A resounding triumph for the Lanpeng Civilization!

The performance superiority of the X-class Armor was on full display!

On the other hand, the skill of the pilot also drew cheers. Even the best gear ans nothing without a capable operator!

This was undoubtedly a morale-boosting event. Even the most composed spectators couldn’t help but beam with joy. Journalists were already deliberating tomorrow’s headlines!

Should they boast about it or keep it confidential?

“We shouldn’t report it yet, as we haven’t established diplomatic relations with humans.”

…

“Lord of Tiger’s Grace, the X-class Armor—how does it compare to the anomalies of the Snake-man Palace?” A Lanpeng diplomat standing beside Old Cat couldn’t resist asking gleefully, “Is it qualified for exploration?”

It was evident that he felt vindicated.

Old Cat didn’t know how to respond. The equipnt was indeed impressive, but compared to [Ghost]-level anomalies, it was like a feather…

However, he didn’t want to embarrass others on the spot, so he flattered them diplomatically: “If such equipnt can operate under strong Idealist Interference, its value would be imasurable. Would your civilization consider selling it—”

“This is a limited edition… Selling it is out of the question.” The Birdman imdiately rejected him. What kind of joke was this? Trying to buy the treasures of our civilization right off the bat?!

“I’m curious, how does this pilot keep up with such speed?” Old Cat casually inquired. “Isn’t he only Level 4?”

“Oh, his na is White Eagle, Vice-Captain of the Royal Army. He possesses the Divine Skill ‘Bullet Ti’ and is one of the rising stars in recent years, with unlimited potential.” The Lanpeng diplomat’s beak twitched slightly, “Our Lanpeng Civilization is brimming with talent; we have a fair share of Divine Skills. What about your pilots?”

Divine Skills like “Bullet Ti” were rely tactical-grade and posed no issue if disclosed.

Old Cat replied, “Our pilot is a Level 7 Grandmaster with a colonel rank…”

…

Lu Yuan glanced at Guo Dafeng, whose face was ashen. Though Guo suffered no direct harm, many parts of the Power Exoskeleton structure were twisted, and several core gears had been deford.

These core gears integrated advanced gear technology, so for them to beco misshapen was telling of the imnse pressure they endured.

“It seems we still have much room for improvent… Losing a battle is no big deal; there are always victories and defeats in this world.” Lu Yuan consoled him.

Guo Dafeng forced a bitter smile, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: “This isn’t even our best armor… If only we had a Legendary-level suit… Sigh…”

Lu Yuan chuckled: “Don’t be upset; it’s our technology that hasn’t caught up.”

“Legendary-level equipnt isn’t sothing you can craft whenever you please.”

At this mont, the atmosphere in the venue reached its climax.

People were conversing, debating animatedly, their faces alight with excitent and ambition.

Lu Yuan blended into the crowd, becoming a small ripple in the tide of enthusiasm.

Instinctively, he retrieved a Spirit Storm Rune from his Storage Space.

No one noticed his actions.

It seed as unremarkable as if he had pulled out an ordinary sheet of white paper.

…

Even Jin Bote, whose sense of alarm had been frequent lately, was lost in the joy of victory.

An overwhelming victory!

White Eagle had co through in the clutch, securing a critical win for the Lanpeng Civilization!

“Your Highness, I am honored not to have failed you,” the exceptional pilot said with a slight bow.

It was evident he was slightly fatigued, yet a faint trace of pride adorned his face.

“Well done,” Jin Bote praised.

White Eagle responded, “In the end, the credit belongs to the extraordinary performance of the X-class Armor…”

“No need to be overly modest! The credit is yours. Even if soone else had piloted it, they couldn’t have unlocked its potential.”

Inwardly, Jin Bote thought to himself: “I didn’t misjudge him… Perhaps… I should share my sense of crisis with him.”

“It’s ti to find a clever strategist.”

Truth be told, he was always a deeply suspicious person.

His father had often reminded him that, as a ruler, he must trust no one.

Yet at this mont, he found himself entertaining the notion of entrusting soone loyal.

The future was vast and unpredictable. Defeating just the Human Civilization alone wasn’t guaranteed; there surely must be even more powerful civilizations out there!

If he had no trustworthy subordinates, this path was destined to be too long, too arduous…

These thoughts lingered in Jin Bote’s mind.

And then, the world went dark.

The entire world seed to fall silent in an instant.

Odd, thick fog enveloped the surroundings. In a re haze of distraction, he fell into a pitch-black space.

The black fog grew denser, the cold spread, and an indescribable dread reverberated up his spine, perating every cell in his body.

In that fleeting mont, Jin Bote was gripped by unparalleled horror. The scene he had constantly foreseen in his premonitions… had actually manifested at this very mont!

What’s going on?

What happened!

Why is this happening?

How was this done?!!

No, the real question now was how to confront it!

In the dense darkness, he saw White Eagle’s cold face and his faintly smiling eyes.

Overwhelming anger surged from within, and Jin Bote roared, “It’s… It’s you! What the hell is going on? Where have you trapped ? What did you do?!”

The icy gaze bore a faint shimr: “Your Highness, were it not for your Divine Skill ‘Inspirer’ working so well, I would have long seized your body and soul.”

“But this is good as well. You finally trust .”

“At least it doesn’t make all my efforts in vain.”

“I must admit, your suspicious nature is truly formidable—it took so long to completely lower your guard and earn your genuine trust.”

Divine Skill—[Mind Control].

When a sentient being places their trust in you, you gain total control over them, dominating their mind and reducing them to an utterly obedient servant!

Jin Bote was utterly shocked, and his first reaction was an enraged shout: “Guards, where are you?! Take him down!!”

But this ashen, smoke-filled place wasn’t the real world.

It was… his Spiritual World.

The people outside would have no knowledge of what was happening—that his soul was about to be enslaved!

“Your Highness, resistance is futile. You won’t die; you’ll rely beco my servant.” White Eagle said coldly.

…

The entire Spiritual World was slowly dissolving, and an indescribable pain crashed over his mind like tidal waves.

As a bearer of dual Divine Skills, Jin Bote found himself utterly powerless in the face of soul enslavent. Fear, anxiety, and terror surged through him all at once.

He was filled with both boundless regret and imasurable dread.

What kind of monster was he facing? A Catastrophe-Level anomaly?

Despite all his careful vigilance, despite the extended watchfulness brought on by his “Premonition” Ability—ultimately… it was all in vain!

His body began to tremble, his thoughts spiraled into chaos—not just for his own survival, but for the fate of Quincy City’s eight million inhabitants, who would all be annihilated by this monster!

And in the most absurd way possible…

At this thought, Jin Bote couldn’t help but shed tears in powerless rage—but alas, in the Spiritual World, he wasn’t even entitled to tears. He could only confront the reality of his impending enslavent!

Jin Bote let out a bitter laugh, bringing him closer to resignation and acceptance amidst the absurdity.

Perhaps… enslavent had already taken place.

“So be it.”

“I’ll obey his commands. Perhaps… I should obey…”

Then…

In the next mont.

A radiant light illuminated his crumbling soul!

[Spirit Storm]!

Under the brilliance of the scorching light sphere, the entire Spiritual World seed to warp and distort.

A red-glowing giant initiated Spatial Teleportation, and accompanied by a dazzling crimson arc, White Eagle’s head soared into the air.

A resonating voice thick as thunder seed to echo from the distant horizon.

“Found you, [Demon]!”

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