Chapter 129

▪️THE DEMIGOD'S DESPERATION

A strange scene occurred.

Volker let out a painful groan while Evé's fingers passed through his body...

"A body that is in a spiritual form? Is this what a demigod is?"

Evé raised an eyebrow.

She could clearly feel that Volker's true form was just actually a mass of divine power!

It seemed like his body was made by directly transforming divine power into a corporeal form.

But unlike a true god, he did not have a divine essence of his own, but rather there was only an ordinary soul gradually transmogrifying into a divine soul within his body.

"So this is what it's like to be a demigod serving under a true god..."

Evé pondered.

There are more than one ways to become a demigod.

One way for mortal beings to ascend to godhood is by using the power of faith to peer through the governing natural laws of the world and understand its complexities. This understanding can gradually elevate their existence from a physical state into a spiritual state, ultimately enabling them to become a god.

The transitional state in between is what a demigod is.

Another way for demigods to be created is by true gods directly infusing their own divinity into suitable mortal souls in order to elevate its existence.

The third way is for mythical creatures with immense potential to grow into the level of demigods, or to be born as demigod-level creatures right from the beginning... such as the ancient dragons and the demigod-level oak guardians.

If Evé's judgment was not wrong, Volker should belong to the second kind.

With a thought, Evé instantly drew out the divine power contained within Volker's body, and let it flowed into her own incarnation through her fingers.

"Ah... Ahhhhh...!"

As the divine power flowed out of his body, the demigod Volker let out a painful howl with his voice sounding extremely miserable.

Evé's thoughts stirred as she analyzed the foreign divine power she just absorbed.

"It's similar to the divine power of Uller, but it has its own distinctions as well. While their power originates from the same essence, it appears to be a level lower than that of their master's divine power. This suggests that it may not be as pure and had been rather diluted."

"But it's its still quite acceptable. I can probably extract about forty percent if I absorb and transform this into my own. Well, as a seasoned demigod, this one should have a lot of divine power. Rejoice, in becoming my nourishment from now on."

Hearing Evé's words, Volker looked terrified.

It was too frightening!

Simply too frightening!

Has this Ancient Old One, upon returning, also changed in personality?

S-She...actually wanted to extract his divine power!

...How did she become so ruthless?

This wasn't the benevolent God Tree that he remembered in his past!

He will die...

He will certainly die if things continue on like this!

Volker gritted his teeth and a hint of madness appeared on his expression.

Suddenly, his body began to tremble, as the divine power within him started to boil!

"Hn?"

Feeling the change in Volker's divine power, Evé was momentarily surprised and halted the absorption process.

"You can still ignite your soul and divine power? Are you intending to fight me to your death?"

It seems those at the demigod level have plentiful ways to fight.

And one drastic method is to combust one's divine power and soul.

What surprised Evé was that he was still able to use this desperate move despite him being completely ensnared by her.

Volker's aura suddenly rose by leaps and bounds as his divine power ignites on wantonly.

He then once again regained control of his body!

He looked ferocious as he struggled to break free from the entangling vines and then pulled out a piece of bone from his pocket and crushed it.

Inside was an instant teleportation array that a demigod could use.

As the bone was crushed, a silver portal suddenly appeared in front of him.

Volker's eyes lit up as he roared and put all his effort into escaping into the portal!

"He actually broke free? It seems that my control over the domain is inadequate enough. I haven't completely plundered his power yet..."

Evé thought to herself.

However, she was not in a hurry. Instead, she simply gently waved her hand in the direction that Volker was fleeing.

With her gesture, the plants around her suddenly converged and transformed into several golden ropes.

The divine locks then leaped up and quickly chased after the demigod!

The Caverock Tribe.

With the Black Dragon joining the battlefield, the orcs have been completely plunged into chaos.

For a beastmen race whose general population only reaching up to Iron-rank strength, a Silver-rank dragon is simply a walking disaster.

Even the only Silver-rank priest, Jùshān, is not good at combat either.

Meryer was in a state of rage and vented all the anger he had accumulated while imprisoned by Volker upon these ex-subordinates of his. Almost every minute, an orc was trampled to death by him.

The hellhound that could fight him have already been torn apart as well.

This angry Black Dragon was incredibly terrifying!

With Meryer joining the fray, the players also boiled over with excitement.

Are they still considered players, If they don't latched onto this free busride¹?

Think about all the experience and contribution points they can get!

The Black Dragon had completely demoralized the Orc's morale. And it's the perfect time for them, the players to capitalize and take advantage of the situation!

So at Li Mu's command, everyone gave up their defense and rushed towards the Caverock's base!

For a moment, the players shouted excitedly, their expressions ferocious, akin to a group of bandits descending from the mountains!

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, the high priest's face turned pale.

"It's over... it's all over!"

Chaos.

Everything was in complete chaos.

If only the elves alone are the sole attackers, then Caverock tribe could barely handle it.

Heck, if there's only a single dragon attacking then his tribe could easily withstand the onslaught at a certain cost.

But when these two force band together like this...

His tribe would suffer great damage even if the Totem Guardian emerge victorious!

"Lord Count! Lord Count! Please help us fight the black dragon!"

Jùshān shouted as he pleads with bloodshot eyes to the direction of the chieftain's tent.

Hearing the high priest's call outside, Night Wanderer whose hiding inside the tent felt very hesitant...

Summoning the Totem Guardian had already consumed a lot of his power, and now his mana was almost empty.

And his strongest familiar was defeated by the black dragon as well.

To be honest, he didn't want to take the risk of getting involved in this mess again before his own strength was restored...

"Anyway... Lord Volker has gone to hunt down the false god and should win sooner or later."

The vampire thought as he tried to ignore the pathetic yelling outside.

"Lord Count! Lord Count! Please come rescue the people of my tribe! I promise I'm willing to assist you in finding high-quality blood slaves after everything is over!"

Blood slaves?

Night Wanderer's eyes brightened slightly.

Certainly, the caverock tribe was very good at hunting elves.

This time... the elves in the Elven Forest are probably doomed.

It wouldn't be so bad if he intervened in this critical moment and let the orcs help him hunt the elves afterwards.

Moreover... Lord Volker has always been quick to fight and resolve the situation. He's probably returning any moments now.

Although he had lost most of his mana due to the summoning ritual, it should still be easy to restrain a single silver-ranked black dragon...

This risk is acceptable!

With this in mind, Night Wanderer decided to join the battle.

He straightened his clothes and elegantly walked out of the tent.

"Black Dragon! Your opponent is me!"

The vampire said with a facade of calmness in his face.

Right at that moment, a silver magical array suddenly appeared in the sky at the same time Night Wanderer finally walked out of the tent.

Brilliant holy light radiated from the teleportation array while being accompanied by a heavy divine power and then the demigod Volker roared out of it!

Seeing this familiar figure, all the orcs' eyes lit up in relief.

"It's...the envoy of the Hunter God!"

"The envoy of Father God has returned! He succeeded!"

"Hahaha, we are saved! We won!"

Cheers resounded all throughout the tribe with the reappearance of their tribe's savior.

Night Wanderer was also happy in his heart.

"We won!"

He no longer hesitated and flew towards the Black Dragon, ready to have a good battle with it...

And the players were stunned too.

"The boss is back?"

"Wait...what about the goddess?"

However, before everyone could say anything else, they suddenly felt that something was wrong...

This demigod looked weird and seemed a little frightened?

Not only that, but his weapon had disappeared as well with his clothes in complete disarray and his breath was extremely labored...

Wait a minute...

This...seems a bit wrong?

Before they could think any further, a crisp cold snort was then heard from beyond the array, followed by several golden vine-like chains suddenly dashing out of it and shot towards the totem guardian!

Those chains writhed like tentacles with a terrifying divine aura imbued with each of it.

Even the orcs felt the urge to worship and bow down in that instant...

The chains of gods!

These are the divine lock of a true god!

The chains swiftly rushed towards Volker, entangling him tightly!

The demigod looked panicked, he struggled to break free, but to no avail.

"No...no...! It's...it's..."

He wanted to say something, but the chains instantly wrapped around his mouth, and then pierced into his body, penetrating his chest...

"Arrrrghhhhh—"

Voke's eyes widened in an instant, his expression filled with despair and fear.

He struggled to grab hold of the ground with his hands, desperately trying to prevent the chains from pulling him back to the terrifying forest.

However, it was of no use. The golden chains pulled his whole body back forcefully...

The desperate animalistic cries of Volker echoed loudly before disappearing into the magical array.

And the only sign that he momentarily came back was the two deep claw marks left on the ground where he once stood.

Then, the teleportation array finally shattered, as if nothing had happened in the first place.

Back on the battlefield...

Everyone fell into silence.

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