Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Defeating Twelve Deities with a Mortal Battleship

Although the "Giant God Dome" was seen as a sacred creation of the Giant God by the Valaharl people and all Giant God followers, in the Giant God’s divine eyes, it was just…

“Morchella.”

“A mushroom that explodes.”

These things were already introduced earlier.

When the Morchella was trampled or disturbed, it burst violently, creating a loud booming sound and releasing vast numbers of spores.

Though rumors claimed people used this as ammunition, the Morchella was generally only fist-sized and contained no metal shards. Relying on it to injure or kill anyone was unrealistic.

Its harm came mainly from the countless spores released during the explosion.

Although Trilobite used Chaos Energy to, for the first time, "grow larger" a batch of Morchella—making them over half a meter and even nearly one meter in diameter—he never expected them to harm colossal creatures like the Lufengosaurus.

“Boom—!”

“Bang—!”

Enormous sounds erupted continuously before and around the Lufengosaurus; fragments flew wildly, striking their cheeks and stinging sharply.

“Aw!”

“Roar—!”

After a long trek, with their stamina and spirit nearly depleted, the Lufengosaurus had become extremely mentally fatigued.

The noisy but harmless explosions even frightened them into retreating step by step.

Three turned and broke from the main group.

This selfish act seemed clever but wouldn’t end well.

“Thud…”

“Phew…”

Guarding behind the Giant God were two massive figures:

The exhausted yet battle-ready Barinasaurus, and the Wawiyalocroc—which belonged to the same dinosaur order as the Giant God and remained equally relaxed.

Their giant jaws and sharp teeth already thirsted for a meal.

But the Giant God didn’t plan to join their hunt.

“Twelve heads, three gone—nine left now!”

“Create chaos—that’s our move!”

“Go!”

The Giant God sprinted through the field of giant Morchella, circling the Lufengosaurus bewildered by the deafening booms and billowing spore clouds.

Wherever he ran, giant Morchella exploded thunderously along the path.

“Hiss…”

“Phew…”

Soon, the "air" filled with a "cloud" of countless spores, completely blocking the view.

The spores didn’t smell pleasant either.

“Achoo—!”

“Huff…”

The Lufengosaurus inhaled huge amounts of spore dust, choking and coughing violently!

“Roooar—!”

More spores invaded their eyes, leaving them bloodshot and forcing them to halt, shaking their heads and stomping their feet.

This stomping crushed even more Morchella beneath them.

“Bang!”

“Boom—!”

Deafening explosions erupted again as giant Morchella burst apart one after another, spewing wave after wave of spores that completely blanketed the Lufengosaurus’ location.

And…

"Excellent! This spore density is intensely thick!"

"Now then…"

"It’s time for my little darlings to take the stage!"

"Hmm, I should back off quite a bit now."

—-

“Ready!?”

Within Valaharl—once the "Bubble World," now the realm of "Giant Pillars"—a solemn farewell ritual unfolded beneath a wind whistling cold and desolate.

A specially modified "void battleship" lay docked beneath the colossal Giant God’s Tower.

The second living saint, Loseta, watched as the cabin door slowly sealed shut.

This was a "suicide ship."

Its mission offered no chance of survival.

A noble sacrifice, worthy of a personal send-off by the second living saint.

“Naturally.”

“I’ve been waiting for this moment!”

The pilot’s resolute voice echoed through the Soul Network and beneath the "Giant Pillars."

Yet this time, the voice sounded distinctly "inorganic." Though delivering passionate words, it held little emotion, carrying a strange metallic reverberation.

It felt like a robotic recital.

And in truth, it essentially *was* a "robot" reciting.

The pilot of this void battleship—personally modified by the Giant God—belonged to the Saraph people.

An ancient species that once resisted the Chaos Demon God, the Saraph had abandoned flesh, adopting metal bodies and mastering soul compression-decompression technology.

As long as the right medium was found, the "metal creation" could serve as their body.

When the "metal creation" was destroyed, the souls of the Saraph people would be re-compressed and uploaded to the Soul Network provided by the Giant God until they found the next suitable "metal body."

However, this process came with a price.

Each time they were "compressed" and "decompressed," the Saraph people lost a big part of themselves. They had to search for others’ memories and thought pieces in the Soul Network to fill the hole in their hurt, empty souls.

So, Saraph people who went through many destructions often went completely mad from mixed-up memories and split minds.

When possible, the Saraph people tried hard to avoid dying.

But this time…

“Phew…”

“It is my honor to lose a part of myself for the Giant God!”

“Ah!”

“I can feel it, the huge Soul of the Giant God!”

“He is coming down on my metal body, touching my lowly soul!”

“Great is the Giant God!”

“Under your guiding will, I will turn into a grand light, bringing the fiery flames of ruin to the hateful Chaos Demon God!”

The battleship slowly started to move.

Everyone saw that the "belly" of this battleship looked more swollen than the other escorting void battleships.

“This is the great power of the Giant God!”

“Inside the battleship, two scary and clashing magical powers were split apart by a special room wrapped in the Giant God’s power.”

“Once these two powers shot out and mixed, they would burst into huge light and heat.”

“But…”

Loseta watched the void battleship lift up slowly, speed up, and head toward the far sky where a growing light fog was spreading, almost covering the whole heavens.

At the same time, she felt the strength and fear of the beast hidden in that “light fog.”

“Phew…”

“Can the Giant God really beat so many ‘giant beast gods’ with this one ship!?”

Loseta did not doubt it.

She was waiting, hoping the Giant God would show a never-before-seen wonder to His loyal followers.

—-

“Great, everything is ready!”

Trilobite watched his special "Trilobite Mantis" fly over, saw the nearby flying friends dodge away, and saw it dive into the "spore fog."

Through the sensing of the "Lorentz Jar," he could see it land on a Lufengosaurus’s back and lift its bottom.

“Hmm…”

“Not sure if it’ll work.”

“Just trying an experiment.”

“If it fails, there’s always plan B.”

Just as he thought of "plan B"…

“Zii—!”

This weird "Trilobite Mantis" moved!