Chapter 472

Chapter 472: Is Something Unexpected Going to Happen?

"Boom—!"

Flat-shaped battleships formed into a lengthy queue stretching dozens of kilometers.

They cruised through the dark depths of the Ether Sea.

This was the "Abyss Expedition Army" led by the Fifth Living Saint, Sylvia.

Prior intelligence indicated a "massive god"—a "monarch reigning over the Endless Ether"—would clear their landing zone and divert the Abyss’s attention.

Yet the expedition force saw no trace of this colossal entity.

Though the landing area *was* cleared, and the Abyss seemed wholly distracted.

They encountered no adversaries throughout their journey.

"Attention all: light levels dropping sharply. Approaching the Abyss core!"

"Prepare for descent!"

"Ahead lies a massive Ether Sea cliff. Do not plunge downward—hug the edge!"

"We cannot risk detection!"

Had the Abyss glanced toward its flank bordering the Chaos Swamp Realm, it would’ve spotted dense clusters of flat warships creeping downward along a "cliff-face," trailing long wakes.

These were "transport ships" supplied by Themis and Valaharl.

Unlike the Trilobite Mantis-inspired Giant God’s Radiance-class battleships, the transports resembled primordial Trilobites.

Trilobite himself would likely "see" them as oversized standard Trilobites.

Ten pairs of mechanical arms protruded from their hulls, each clutching cylindrical, peculiar vessels—

The newly crafted Microscopic Dragon-class working ships, designed for the Giant God’s scheme.

Like colossal insects snatched by Trilobites, they were hauled toward a safe nest.

Except reality inverted this image.

These Microscopic Dragon-class special working ships were actually descending into the Hell Abyss.

As the transports hummed, the "steel leviathans" suspended beneath quivered faintly.

Their cylindrical forms seemed drained of color against the light-devouring Ether Abyss.

Perhaps this suited their purpose.

"We’re infiltrators, not frontline brawlers against deities."

"If actual combat breaks out… hah…"

Sylvia grimaced.

Despite her title as Fifth Living Saint, her avatar body ranked weakest in combat among the Living Saints.

The First Living Saint could at least wield Smashing Claw against Void’s Outer God larvae and etheric worms. The Third and Fourth rivaled core councilors in strength—though the Third now lagged slightly.

Yet Sylvia retained two edges: potent venom and unmatched agility, letting her punch above her weight.

But what did she have?

A soft body with very slow movement.

Her only decent skill was spraying "special etheric liquid" that made deities uncomfortable.

If discovered, it would be disastrous.

The main body was weak, and the replicas were even worse.

The "Microscopic Dragon-class" had no good weapons against deities. Though their ships were big, most energy powered the "Piercing Fangs" that could extend out and the "Divine Grace Furnace" that "deconstructed" and "digested" demons and even "divine flesh."

Their weapons were barely useful, only handling attacks from "mortal-level" ships.

If a lower god like an etheric serpent came, the Microscopic Dragon-class working ships would be doomed.

If trouble hit, they could only…

"Great God above! Bless us!"

Sylvia prayed, trembling.

The reply came fast.

Sadly, it wasn’t from the Giant God.

"Honored Fifth Living Saint, don’t fear."

"We are mechanical bodies, wandering souls."

"Even if our mechanical forms break, as long as the nodes and local networks are there, we won’t truly die."

The voice came from the Soul Network.

It echoed, probably overlapping with the real sound; in truth, it came from above Sylvia, from the transport ship carrying her.

"I know."

"But that’s not my worry."

Sylvia thought, who cares about you…

For this mission, all "giant transport vessels" were run "remotely."

Of course, that sounded rude.

It totally ignored the Saraph people as "humans."

The Saraph people were leftovers from an old civilization three thousand years ago. Long back, they had shrunk and dried their souls to fight chaos, wiping out extra memories but keeping their hate for chaos, putting their souls into "coffins" made of steel.

The Giant God’s gift let them fill their souls with "Holy Light from the Sun," making them whole.

At the same time, the Soul Network from that light freed their souls from small coffins; they could "upload" to the Saraph soul network and "download" into steel bodies when needed.

This gave the Saraph people a kind of "immortality."

Internet addiction gave the "Saraph people" eternal life!

So, they were called the "bodiless ones."

It fit well for these "humans," with steel bodies and souls in a "network," to take on this deadly, near-suicide job.

Both the transport ships and the "Microscopic Dragon-class" special working ships were flown by the Saraph people.

Of course, the Giant God’s future plans did not rely solely on them.

The Saraph people carefully planned to carve out a hollow cavity beneath the Abyss at its thin edge, avoiding drawing attention, as they cautiously worked below it.

The "Microscopic Dragon-class" special working ships could not only drill holes on the Divine Body of the Abyss but also dig up "Ancient God Fragments" and "Primal Mud," expanding a City of Dimensions outside the realms.

Once the new city was built, the Chosen Ones warriors from the Wild Grass War Organization, especially many technical officers, would move in.

They would keep expanding the City of Dimensions and create a huge hollow cavity under the Abyss; many working ships would also build a long "net path" connecting the hollow to the Far Reaching Star.

The "Microscopic Dragon-class" special working ships made at the Far Reaching Star shipyard would keep "crawling" through the net path under the "Abyssal Carpet," joining the attack on the Abyss.

This was a very big and bold plan.

The time to carry it out might be very long.

The goal of the plan was——to Slay a Deity!

What mortals wanted to kill was not the "etheric worms," the "Gods of Blood and Delirium," or even different ranks of Chaos Demon Gods.

Instead, they aimed to kill the rulers above them, who controlled the whole realm.

They were set on killing the God among Gods!

That was the base of the "Endless Ether," the holy and evil being that birthed countless gods.

It seemed to have been there since the start of the "Endless Ether."

The Ether Gods often saw the Abyss as an eternal thing like the "sun."

All gods, including the Ether Mother, never thought of a world without the "Ether Abyss"!

They wouldn’t dare to think of "Slaying the Abyss."

But the Giant God dared.

He openly told his shocking plan to all his spawn and allies, making them carry it out in great surprise.

"Great indeed!"

"Only the Giant God could be so daring."

"However…"

"It was also because no one or god dared to imagine slaying the Abyss that the Endless Ether paid no attention… right?"

"Could this be part of the plan?!"

"No wonder…"

Now, Sylvia finally understood where Sulya and Albert Drake’s strong and sure tones and looks came from.

"Wow…"

"But we couldn’t cheer too soon."

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

"If we didn’t get the first step right, all would be wasted."

"Plus, the ‘Ether Abyss’ might strike back hard if it felt threatened!"

"We had to hide it!"

"And what I feared was exactly this."

"I hoped nothing bad would happen…"

Thinking of this, Sylvia suddenly wanted to slap herself.

She had a "trait."

Whenever she thought, "Could it be…," the things she worried about really happened.

Wherever she went, explosions followed.

"Could it be that I’ve become a living saint, and this trait hasn’t changed…"

"Wow!"

Sylvia suddenly yelled out loud!

Because…

"Whoa—!"

In her mind, a long, huge fish-shaped deity was charging wildly towards her!