Dawn of a New Era

Chapter 791 - 764: Unstoppable

An Eastern European military airport, the ground pitted and smoking, with the wreckage of over a dozen battle-damaged fighters and many soldiers’ corpses scattered chaotically.

This place had clearly just experienced a war.

Four colossal figures stood at each corner, exuding a suppressive and terrifying aura that twisted even the earth’s magnetic field.

They were a group of "wanderers."

So-called wanderers are a group of barbarian gods who lost their divine countries amidst the outer space turbulence.

The divine country, to a barbarian god, is not merely a place of refuge. It is more akin to a painstakingly managed lair, a final guarantee.

On one hand, there are numerous petitioners accumulated over years who provide the gods with faith, allowing them to be self-sufficient in the short term, preventing their faith from being seized, thereby causing an immediate drop—or even demise—of their divine rank.

On the other hand, the divine country is also the gods’ main ground. After years of divine power transformation and immersion, the entire divine country merges with the gods’ divine position, becoming their own domain and main field.

In the divine country, the power of its owner can be amplified exponentially.

Even a god of higher rank is unwilling to attack a weaker god’s divine country, as carelessness can lead to unexpected defeat.

If Tamu is compared to a dark forest of the fittest, then a destroyed divine country is akin to a concealed hunter or prey suddenly exposed, immediately becoming defenseless.

The only way not to become prey is to unite together.

And they are such an alliance of wanderers.

As a famous wanderer organization on the east coast of Tamu, they are notorious far and wide.

Yet even so, they still live quite miserably.

In fact, at first, with their overwhelming numbers, they did enjoy some good times: savagely tearing off chunks of meat from the hands of those lucky gods, even executing several gods who dared to resist.

But the good times didn’t last long, and soon they realized the situation had changed.

Many of the gods began to form alliances in fear, establishing one divine system after another.

Those fighting alone, either exceptionally strong or fallen.

When those being plundered began to band together, the risk of robbery increased exponentially. Coupled with the hostility of the gods, their good days came to an end.

Before discovering this world, several of their fertile lands of faith had already been annexed by a divine system with a mid-tier divine power as the main god, bringing them to the brink of desperation.

Unfortunately, this place is no safe haven either.

"Damn, the God of Casting’s fool hard died; this world is more dangerous than expected," said a monster about five stories tall, half-man and half-beast, holding a giant steel fork. Its dragon-like grim face and large, spiky tail made it look as if it had come out of hell.

With the witness of Tamu’s will, they had made an alliance covenant. At the moment of the God of Casting’s demise, they all sensed it and hurriedly gathered here from the frontline battlefield.

The death of the God of Casting left every god with a strong sense of unease.

"Wasn’t this expected? I said long ago we shouldn’t come here; it’s the graveyard of the gods," a giantess with flaming wings coldly stated.

To many gods, this world is not unfamiliar.

It has many names.

Such as "spherical world," "fertile land," "source of calamity," "graveyard of the gods," as the number of fallen gods increased, the last name became more and more renowned.

Many gods hesitated repeatedly at the spatial passage, not daring to enter.

Some even moved their tribes far away to avoid it.

"What’s the point of arguing about this now?" a one-eyed giant interjected gruffly, "We should discuss whether to retreat or stay?"

A silence befell all gods, even the previously dissatisfied winged goddess remained silent.

A man dies for wealth, as a bird dies for food.

They had struggled desperately, expending enormous divine power, paying a heavy price, risking demise, and now on the verge of reaping victory’s reward, abandoning everything seemed the cruelest choice.

Especially given the faith resources here, unimaginably abundant to any god.

Can you imagine a town with a mortal population reaching millions?

There are such towns here, one after another.

Can you imagine hundreds to thousands of people crowded into one stacked building?

They exist here, densely packed.

The population density here was beyond their imagination.

Just the territory they occupied had a population in the billions, surpassing all their worshippers combined by tenfold, with even more faith resources waiting for them to seize.

This place was simply a paradise for gods, overflowing with "honey and milk."

"We are here, four gods of weak divine power. I refuse to believe anyone could threaten us." a bird-headed beast-bodied monster suddenly sneered.

"So, you’re all here meeting? Saves me the trouble of finding you one by one?" Just then, an unexpected voice reached them.

What!!!

The gods were struck as if by lightning, their hair standing on end, immediately spotting a figure striding towards them.

A mortal?!!

No!

Innumerable thoughts flashed through the gods’ minds, but it was too late to consider much, their expressions quickly changed.

Because in the next moment, Chen Shouyi began to transform.

"Boom!"

A giant, nine stories tall, stood upon the earth, the wind swirling furiously.

Gray-black skin and crackling arcs of electricity made him appear as if a demon god had descended, rendering the originally colossal barbarian gods like kindergarten children.

Without speaking, he moved as swiftly as a lightning bolt. A titanic hand tore through the viscous air with a heated red glow, reaching for one of the barbarian gods.

The unlucky one-eyed giant seemed stunned, unable to escape, caught directly by the huge hand. Accompanied by a series of bone-cracking explosions, the tough divine body was crushed into mush under the hand’s terrifying force.

Chen Shouyi didn’t bother to look, casually throwing the corpse over a thousand meters away, then charged towards another barbarian god.

The remaining three barbarian gods were instantly terrified, their minds seized, facing such a horrific being who, with a mere gesture, crushed a comrade, they had no will to fight.

They screamed or howled wildly, fleeing in all directions, wishing they had been born with more legs.

Unfortunately, it was doomed to be in vain.

The absolute power disparity turned the battle into a massacre.

So cruel!

The half-beast barbarian god was overtaken in one step by Chen Shouyi, who grabbed its tail, smashing it into the ground like a small planet colliding with Earth, raising a gigantic mushroom cloud, and leaving a nearly hundred-meter-wide crater.

As for that barbarian god, it was smashed into a puddle of flesh.

The bird-headed beast-bodied barbarian god also didn’t escape for long, as Chen Shouyi’s killing speed was too fast—lightning quick—from transformation to Double kill, only half a second had passed, without even a pause.

His terrifying explosive power, nervous reaction ability, and thinking speed made these weak divine power barbarian gods seem in slow motion.

The bird-headed beast-bodied barbarian god saw only darkness before its eyes while running, a huge foot fell from above, leaving a golden blood pit.

Triple kill!

Chen Shouyi paused, looking towards the last barbarian god with flaming wings desperately flying upward.

He clenched his right hand, then thrust forward in a standard lunge punch.

The surrounding air seemed ignited, immediately turning fiery red, the earth’s grass and wood quickly withering and burning, while a red high-pressure air column shot skyward.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar.

The barbarian god’s whole body shuddered, erupting into a blood mist, feathers scattering, then fell to the earth like a sack of broken rags.

The high-pressure air column continued upward, even piercing a hole through the clouds above.

Quadro kill!