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    Yes, in Yan Yunqing’s view, the God of Earth was a very typical slacker.

    The God of Earth’s own characteristics made Him dislike war. Actually, among the six Upper Gods, there was also the Goddess of Life who, like Him, didn’t like war. It was just that the Goddess of Life died too early, killed by the God of Darkness at the slightest disagreement.

    The God of Earth, relying on His thick skin and high health, managed to evade the God of Darkness’s pursuit and the God of War’s interception, hiding away and watching these gods fight like dogs. Finally, when four of the six Upper Gods had died—including the God of Darkness, who was killed by his twin brother, the God of Light—and the God of Light was about to turn his spear on Him…

    He resolutely chose to defect to the Demon King.

    He felt that He couldn’t defeat the God of Light and didn’t want to waste effort fighting Him, so He defected to the Demon King, who was at the height of his power at the time. He could become one of the Demon King’s forces, with the only condition that the Demon King wouldn’t kill Him if he won.

    Then the Demon King really did defeat the God of Light, and the six Upper Gods were left with only the God of Earth as the sole survivor. Before the Demon King could make things difficult for the God of Earth, the God of Earth took the initiative to come over.

    He signed a new contract with the Demon King. The God of Earth stated that He would stay holed up in the Divine Realm from now on and would never again interfere in the rule of the Ermann Continent. The condition was that the Demon King and the Demon King’s subordinates weren’t allowed to attack Him, in any form.

    In the “Demon King” card game, there was a loyalty display. As a god, the God of Earth didn’t have much loyalty to the Demon King himself. It wasn’t until the Demon King killed the God of Light that the God of Earth’s loyalty barely reached the low 40s, clearly not a very useful loyal subject.

    Yan Yunqing was trying to figure out how to tear up the previous contract and attack the God of Earth when he received the God of Earth’s request to voluntarily retire. The God of Earth’s new contract happened to coincide with his goal, and finally, the Demon King signed a new contract with the God of Earth.

    Thus, the era of the gods came to an end.

    Yan Yunqing, thinking of the cowardly and slacking God of Earth, really found it hard to imagine that these demon creatures were created by Him—and this also violated the contract. Gods violating contracts would also suffer backlash.

    Could it be the God of Earth?

    As Theodore went deeper, the surrounding vine tentacles became denser. Yan Yunqing didn’t have wings, and he didn’t have his full strength in the dream, so he could only pant and heave, climbing over the “obstacles” formed by those vine tentacles, barely keeping up with Theodore’s pace.

    After passing through the winding vine tunnel, the view suddenly opened up—

    Well, it couldn’t exactly be called “suddenly opened up,” but they seemed to have reached the end.

    Along the way, they hadn’t encountered any more demon creatures, and even the vine tentacles weren’t blocking them anymore. It was so harmonious that it seemed like the crisis that had made Theodore so distraught had never existed in the first place.

    Theodore stopped at the end of the vine tunnel.

    Yan Yunqing painstakingly bypassed Theodore’s drooping wings, squeezing out from the gap. What entered his eyes was an extremely sanity-draining scene.

    Countless vine tentacles were twisted and knotted together, forming a giant tree-like entity, then spreading out in all directions. In the middle of the vine tentacles was something shaped like a heart.

    The heart was generally purplish-red, connected to the vine tentacles, and pulsing slowly.

    “Thump—thump—thump—”

    Just like a real heart.

    Scattered around were white bones of unknown origin, especially below the heart, where a thick bone was emitting a shimmering light, deeply rooted in the soil beneath the heart. Next to it was a pool composed of unknown substances, filled with a strange liquid that was also purplish-red, viscous, with bones churning up and down in the pool, constantly bubbling to the surface and bursting…

    If the color of this pool of water were normal, it would look like a pot of simmering bone broth.

    However, this color didn’t look like bone broth at all. It looked like the blood pool that Yan Yunqing had seen at the Eternal God Cult altar in the small mountain village of Castella.

    Countless vine tentacles connected to the heart were rooted in the pool, either absorbing the unknown liquid in the pool or transporting unknown liquid into the pool.

    Too disgusting.

    Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but take a step back. He felt an indescribable smell rushing towards him, carrying stench, bloodiness, and a taste he couldn’t describe, stirring up his senses, making Yan Yunqing feel unspeakable disgust and nausea.

    While Yan Yunqing was observing the environment, Theodore had already rushed forward, his target being that heart.

    At that moment, the unknown liquid in the pool began to boil, and countless vine tentacles flew out of the blood pool, targeting Theodore. The demon creatures that Yan Yunqing thought had quieted down also officially began to riot—new demon creatures were constantly crawling out of that pool.

    All of them were extremely powerful, with levels of at least 140 or higher.

    A demon creature of this level, if released, would cause the deaths of everyone in at least one city. Here, in that pool, they could actually crawl out endlessly?

    It should be known that Yan Yunqing had only encountered demon creatures above level 100 once, in Mantipelle, and those weren’t true demon creatures in the real sense, but “pseudo-gods” corrupted by the bones of gods.

    Even just one of those required Divick and Isabel, two dragons, to kill it together.

    And Theodore was facing countless demon creatures whose strength levels were comparable to those pseudo-gods, while Theodore’s condition was not as good as when he first entered the ruins of the Light Empire.

    Theodore didn’t even have a way to retreat now. All the routes of retreat had been blocked by the vine tentacles one by one. How difficult would it be to retreat?

    Even though he knew that Theodore would eventually walk out alive, Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but worry about Theodore.

    No wonder these vine tentacles didn’t stop Theodore from entering here. Because any creature that walked in would be slowly exhausted to death under the encirclement of such dense and powerful demon creatures.

    Yan Yunqing felt the sinister nature of that heart. Perhaps if Theodore entered here in full strength, he would still have a chance to fight. But he had been consumed by countless demon creatures for ten whole days before entering here.

    At this moment, Theodore was already at the end of his rope.

    Yan Yunqing didn’t even know how Theodore would walk out of here.

    Blood.

    Slaughter.

    Those feathers, sharper than blades, were also overwhelmed, falling off in the battle, separating from their place of growth, and then being contaminated by the blood of the demon creatures, finally turning into useless feathers and falling to the ground, once again covered by the dirt on the ground.

    This was a one-sided battle.

    Theodore’s injuries became more and more severe. The demon creatures’ claws deeply embedded themselves into his body and then withdrew, and that scarlet blood, carrying a hint of gold, spurted out, sprinkling on this nest of vines.

    A drop also fell, hitting the corner of Yan Yunqing’s eye.

    Like a drop of bloody tears, it slowly flowed across his cheek, finally sinking into his collar, leaving only a trail of blood.

    The scalding blood made Yan Yunqing shiver, but Theodore seemed to have only been lightly scratched, and he thrust his longsword into the demon creature’s head, stirring it fiercely before pulling it out.

    The demon creature’s blood once again fell like rain.

    …Madman.

    He really was crazy.

    Yan Yunqing slowly widened his eyes, watching the scene of Theodore fighting bloody battles, feeling only shock in his heart.

    He was so shocked that he couldn’t have any more thoughts, because he always felt that Theodore might die here in the next second.

    Perhaps Theodore’s tenacity made the heart feel uneasy, this scene of besieging like it was mocking ants paused. Then, more demon creatures crawled out and pounced on Theodore together, burying Theodore in the middle, forming a meatball formed by demon creatures, and the vine tentacles on the ground also surrounded it, intertwined outside the meatball, forming a protective barrier.

    Terrible.

    Yan Yunqing’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he understood that the power was surging on those demon creatures’ bodies. A group of demon creatures comparable to pseudo-gods detonating themselves at the same time… This level of damage—even gods might not be able to remain unscathed.

    Not to mention the battered and exhausted Theodore?

    Yan Yunqing subconsciously took a step towards Theodore’s direction. In the next second, just as the demon creatures were about to collectively detonate, the meatball suddenly burst open from the middle. Countless feathers, like sharp swords, broke through the meatball composed of demon creatures, piercing through these demon creatures and stabbing them fiercely onto the vine tentacles. The accompanying energy fluctuations shattered all the unprepared vine tentacles.

    With Theodore as the center, the nearby vine tentacles were all shattered. Even the vine tentacles connected to that heart were affected, and most of the vine tentacles were destroyed.

    “Clang.”

    With a muffled sound, Theodore’s sword fell to the ground.

    Theodore stood there, panting heavily. The last bit of clothing on his body was also shattered in the terrifying force just now. Yan Yunqing couldn’t focus on this point, because Theodore now looked like a blood man, bathed in blood, with wounds so deep that bones were visible, pale and everted, shocking to the eye.

    Even more shocking were his wings. Originally, he only had two pairs of four wings left, but now only three lonely wings remained. The feathers on the wings were almost all gone. The angel wings, which were originally beautiful like a miracle, now looked like plucked chicken wings.

    Without the obstruction of the feathers, the wounds on the wings were even more obvious. Countless everted wounds, blood surging, made one wonder if it was a chef’s knife work.

    Yan Yunqing fell into silence.

    So… the last wing was lost like this.

    When surrounded by a pile of self-detonating demon creatures, he chose to sacrifice a wing, concentrating all his power on this wing, and also choosing to detonate…

    The light attribute inherent in angels naturally countered demon creatures. Whether it was the light element on the feathers or the flesh and blood of the angel itself, under this natural restraint, Theodore self-detonating a wing was enough to kill all the demon creatures present.

    But relatively, Theodore was located at the center of the explosion. Could he be immune to the energy impact of this self-detonation just because this wing was his own?

    Obviously not.

    Even because Theodore had concentrated almost all of his magic power on the wing and didn’t have extra power to deploy defenses, he almost used his bare body to endure this impact when the wing self-detonated.

    That’s why Theodore now looked like a blood man, with blood holes all over his body that could be described as penetrating. The injuries were so severe that Yan Yunqing felt that Theodore would die in the next second.

    No normal person could survive after enduring such severe injuries.

    Could an angel?

    Even an angel couldn’t.

    But Theodore… could.

    Yan Yunqing silently watched Theodore pick up the longsword that had fallen on the ground, walking unsteadily, like a baby who had just learned to walk, staggering towards that heart.

    The heart, having lost most of its vine tentacles, was also severely damaged. The few remaining vine tentacles tried to stop Theodore from approaching, but Theodore forcibly cut them off again with his will.

    The heart probably felt a great threat, pulsing even more forcefully. The thumping heartbeat gradually increased, and the pool from which the demon creatures crawled out began to surge again. It was just that this time the surging speed was obviously slower, and only one level 80 demon creature crawled out after a long time.

    A demon creature of this level might be a terrifying existence outside, but in this demon creature nest, in this blood pool that had just crawled out of countless demon creatures above level 140, it was obviously not enough to see.

    That demon creature was even more “incomplete” than Theodore, running staggeringly towards Theodore, trying to replicate the scene just now and stop Theodore from harming that heart.

    Theodore ignored this, heading straight to the front of the heart.

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