Chapter 520
by fanqienovelChapter 520: Why’s He Such a Rough Man?
“Quick! Push harder!”
“Group A, chew inward from the tips of high eastern branches. Coordinate with the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons.”
“Group B, keep gnawing the trunk. Match the pace of the ‘Veteran Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons’…”
“Stick to the plan and we won’t need to devour the entire base! Efficiency’ll triple!”
“The remaining demons…”
“Leave to our Chosen Warrior brothers!”
While the Giant God battled the “Vast Dragon God of the Mountain Type” in the “forest” and cast the “super-super-super forbidden spells”—stunning both clients and Barbatos—the seeds he’d scattered earlier had long taken root.
The Trilobite Mantis and Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons proved worthy of the Giant God’s blessing.
Day and night, they ravaged the Fantasy Trees of Subspace.
This full-scale counteroffensive to spread war into the demons’ homeland met fierce resistance, sparking major clashes.
Without the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons’ aid, mortal forces would’ve suffered heavy losses.
Learning from setbacks, Giant God followers devised stealthier, more efficient tactics to concentrate strength.
“Exactly! First ignite flames underground—sever one Fantasy Tree of Subspace from all others.”
“Then cripple its branches to destabilize it while assaulting the base.”
“Afterward, deploy troops to disrupt any attempts to regrow roots or reconnect with other Fantasy Trees of Subspace. Cut their lifeline completely.”
“And strategically target the right Fantasy Tree of Subspace so…”
Sulya surveyed the battle from above as she refined the strategy.
As the living saint nearest to the Giant God, she knew he’d blessed other living saints.
She felt no jealousy.
No time for it.
Instead, she remained utterly composed.
“The Giant God’s mighty will has manifested anew!”
“His Great Plan will surge forward with fresh power.”
“Yet…”
“Ah…”
“O Giant God, hear my prayer. Turn your gaze upon the… unusual ‘Crownless Living Saint’.”
Sulya nearly said “pitiful.”
But reconsidered—calling the tireless Warrior who’d received no divine grace since becoming the “Chosen Champion” pitiful felt irreverent.
Through the neural network, she observed the Crownless Living Saint.
“Good heavens…”
“He had gone insane again.”
The so-called “Crownless Living Saint” referred to the Grand Master Glade of the Ashen Knights.
In humanoid form, his combat prowess was not inferior to that of any Living Saint.
No…
It was not just “no less than,” but far stronger than them!
“At least…”
“I couldn’t do that.”
—-
…
“Demon!”
The terrified, despair-filled calls did not come from the ravaged humans.
Instead, they came from a “demon.”
And this fellow was not an ordinary demon but a “Demon Lord” very close to the lower deities!
Its massive body crawled on the ground.
Even lying prone, its height matched that of an ordinary human.
However, its original form was not sprawled on the ground; when the Demon Lord stood tall, its height could reach over ten meters!
Moreover, this Demon Lord was a powerful being blessed by the demon god. Its body could withstand the assaults of the Holy Light from the Sun; even those Mining Knights, draped in scripture banners and glowing with Holy Light, found it hard to endure.
Yet, this magnificent being, which could be called the “king of demons,” was now desperately shouting “Demon” in the Demon Language!
Naturally, there was no word for “demon” in the Demon Language; this was merely a crude translation from human tongue. The true meaning of the word was “one who spreads fear and despair.”
It was a spectacle—a demon, especially a top-tier Demon Lord who reveled in sowing despair and fear, accusing another of spreading fear and despair…
Surely, this was a wonder that even deities who had lived for eons had never witnessed.
The one creating this wonder, Grand Master Glade of the Ashen Knights, wore sturdy armor as usual, but no helmet.
He carried a great sword on his back, and it was with this great sword and the Holy Light energy it unleashed that the Demon Lord’s body was cleaved in two.
This was also why this once towering Demon Lord now struggled to crawl on its hands.
Its lower body trailed long streaks of blood and scattered fragments of demon tissue.
But now, the great sword, its duty done, had its blade sheathed and rested on Glade’s back.
Glade’s main weapon was replaced with a large-caliber double-barreled weapon resembling a shotgun.
“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”
Heavy iron boots stomped on the demon’s body, producing a thunderous roar.
“Bang!”
The strongest Chosen Warrior, the foremost below the living saint, stomped hard on the Demon Lord’s head, pressing it firmly into the ground.
“Demon!”
The Demon Lord unleashed another wicked curse.
“You… would not have a good ending!”
“Great Barbatos!”
“And all you formidable core councilors will tear your deity to pieces!”
“Uh…”
The Chosen Warrior did not waste words but expressed his fury through action.
He stepped back from the iron boots.
“Bang—!”
The powered armor suddenly kicked!
“Boom—!”
The massive divine body flipped over instantly, leaving the Demon Lord sprawled on his back.
Now the Demon Lord finally saw the true face of the "demon" who brought "despair" and "slaughter" to the Fantasy Trees of Subspace.
“Hahaha…”
“You’ll never succeed!”
“So many Fantasy Trees of Subspace! How slowly must you topple them?!”
“By then, the great First Demon God and mighty core councilors will have already…”
“Hmm…”
Before his taunts finished, the shotgun’s thick barrel jammed into the Demon Lord’s mouth, reducing his words to muffled whimpers.
Meanwhile…
“Boom—!”
Tremendous rumbling shook the air.
Everything surrounding them seemed to crumble!
“Attention! The Giant God has joined this war!”
Sulya’s voice trembled with excitement across the Soul Network.
“She will personally topple the first domino to overthrow chaos!”
“This is the Giant God’s highest praise for our work!”
Glade froze momentarily.
He glanced at the demon…
“Bang—!”
Pulled the trigger.
Then he fell with the collapsing world, plunging into the Ether Sea.
And tumbling alongside him, landing right beside him, was…
"Hiss…"
It was a thick, massive platform-like creation, glowing with the radiance and warmth of the Fire Domain even in the murky depths of the Ether Sea.
Intricate, exquisite patterns adorned its surface.
"This is…"
Glade lay atop this colossal platform, gently tracing its surface.
"The Giant God’s scale!"
Suddenly…
"Zzz…"
Countless oval spheres surged from the scale’s underside, hurtling toward Glade with a collective "whoosh."
They seemed incorporeal—the magical energy-powered armor offered no defense.
Then…
"Urgh!"
Brilliant light erupted from Glade’s eyes!
"Praise the Giant God for this blood-gift!"
—-
"Wow!"
Trilobite jolted in shock.
Twice, actually.
One big jump and one small jump.
The big jump came because…
"I only wanted to snap off a branch for firewood!"
"Just one tree ruined, tops!"
"Never meant to wreck the whole forest!"
True, he’d planned to fell just one tree.
But he hadn’t expected its collapse to trigger a chain reaction.
The falling tree struck the next at a sharp angle, which toppled and smashed into its neighbor…
Trees crashed upon trees in a thunderous domino cascade, leveling a huge swath of the swamp woodland.
When Trilobite regained his senses, a vast clearing stretched before him!
Fallen trunks lay scattered haphazardly underfoot!
"Ah, this…"
He felt like he’d nudged a wall lightly—only to watch the entire building crumble!
Who the hell is to blame for this!?
Who wouldn’t dash away fast when facing something like this?
After running a few steps, he snapped back to reality.
“Oh…”
“At this stage, destroying the forest was a good thing!”
“And there were no laws, no one watching me.”
“Forget just destroying the forest—I could even burn down the mountain, and no one would care!”
“Phew…”
“I was scared to death.”
Trilobite walked back slowly, pleased to see the wood soaked in muddy water.
He picked a fallen tree casually, used his sharp claws to split open the trunk, and saw it was full of holes, almost hollowed out from being eaten away.
He even spotted a few Trilobite Mantises still working hard.
“Got it.”
“The Trilobite Mantises and Diplopods had been chewing on these scalebark trees all over, making them weak, and the scalebark trees probably couldn’t handle the wetter climate.”
“So the trunk’s strength kept getting worse.”
“One push knocked it over, and it took down a big patch.”
“Good thing!”
“By accident, the plan’s progress moved ahead a bit.”
A bright future picture unfolded in Trilobite’s mind!
“With this damp weather, the wood will rot soon, right?”
“That’s perfect for the Diplopods that love rotten wood, and it can grow fungi as a culture medium!”
“Once all this wood breaks down, it’ll boost the swamp soil’s richness.”
“And it cleared out a huge space.”
“This way, my red tree ferns can grow better here.”
“Not bad.”
Just then, something gave him a little scare.
[New ‘Divine One’ found, please check!]
“Oh?”
“Another young lady?”
“But…”
Trilobite noticed the System’s words were a bit different this time.
It wasn’t “Devoted One” anymore, but “Divine One.”
“Hmm…”
“What could this be?”
He clicked on the System.
Then he froze…
“Ah!?”
“Why… why is it a rough man?!”