Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 206 Blood Battle and Blood Sacrifice

Choice is always more important than effort.

In the era of the lich Kangus, life was an extremely precious resource. Not to mention large towns, even if many people died in a village, it would immediately attract the attention of the Church of the Gods. Some heroes who were eager to make a name for themselves would even hunt down these necromancers for hundreds of lives.

During the Mystic Age, one of Kangus's disciples, in an attempt to gather a sliver of power from the realm of death and plague, exploited a disease outbreak in a certain region, essentially fanning the flames. At the time, approximately a million people died, and as a result, he was simultaneously hunted down by the churches of the seven true gods. Even after ascending to the status of a lich, his life casket was shattered by a descending divine avatar.

This battle wiped out all his fellow disciples, and the lich Kangus himself was forced to hide for over six hundred years.

In fact, it is easy to understand.

From an Eastern perspective, if you were given a Ten Thousand Souls Banner at this moment, you would know just how great an opportunity you have encountered!
The "domain of death" it speaks of is roughly equivalent to the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" of demonic cultivators.

The population of World Three is explosive. Duncan doesn't have specific figures yet, but preliminary estimates suggest it exceeds one hundred billion. Whether it's the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls or the Domain of Death, harvesting just one-tenth of their population—roughly ten billion—would grant them terrifying power!

In essence, the lich is still extremely evil, and the purge initiated by the Mechanicus is a feast for the souls of the lich.

Duncan probably guessed something by now, but the timing wasn't right.

Whether it was a cult or the army of the Mechanicus, they possessed immense power, with numerous units marked as three stars or higher. The aftershocks of the battlefield even affected them, nearly killing Tasia who was standing nearby.

After all, it was a preliminary colony planned to settle tens of millions of people in the surrounding area, and the Mechanicus had mobilized a considerable amount of resources here.

"The upper passage is probably already blocked."

Tasia's worldview has been completely overturned. She had heard of cults before, but she had never seen so many, and the power they displayed was astonishing, no less than a miracle.

In a way, it really was a miracle.

Because Pannosis, the balancer of all things, was the true god of this world and a backbone of the natural pantheon, a powerful god responsible for maintaining balance. He maintained the balance between various races, creatures and nature in the mythological era.

In various esoteric legends, Pannosis, the Balancer of All Things, is extremely volatile in his allegiance, possibly siding with one side one day and then the other the next.

He even sheltered many weak gods, immortals, demons, and so on.

As for why He became like this, with the mark of the 'Void Demon God' and a very special mark of 'Ancient Hatred' on His body, Duncan wasn't quite sure either, and could only ask the Cult of Mechanism.

With so many people hiding underground in the hive city, the natural environment of this planet is probably in dire straits.

When nature was destroyed, the gods of nature gradually ceased to exist.

In the eyes of the Mechanicus, the cultists are also potential cultists, because not all cultists worship Void Creatures. Among these twisted Void Creatures, besides those that have infiltrated from other dimensional levels, are the fallen gods of yesteryear, the distorted remains of divine spirits, and even the aggregates of extinct myths, and so on.

Under normal circumstances, the arrival of the human era would not have turned out like this. Back then, the gods were more supportive of the arrival of the human era because humans were the youngest and most creative among all races.

However, from the day the mechanical god descended, the entire history of the world went completely off track.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield changed once again.

Despite the Mechanicus's obvious firepower advantage, the fact that the cult dared to launch a blood sacrifice ritual at this time means they must have a backup plan.

"Feel the lament of all things! ...Feel the lament of nature!..."

"Spores!... Grow!..."

"Submerge all of this!..."

In the rear of the battlefield, more than a dozen units marked by the Spore Society had completed their descent ritual. Using a large amount of corpses and flesh as a foundation, they built a corpse altar about ten meters high in the ruins of the industrial zone. Then, countless black powders were scattered, instantly taking root, sprouting, and growing vigorously, quickly forming a huge humanoid fungal outline.

This is the cycle of life and death of the spore society.

—Lady Fungus (Spore Society) (Plant Realm) (Fungal Realm) (Ancient Evil) (Six-Star Gold Mark)!
A female silhouette made up of countless fungal spores emerged. She looked like a beautiful woman, with an inexplicable sense of strangeness about her. Her gaze occasionally revealed a hint of kindness and pity, but in an instant, it transformed into the appearance of a bloodthirsty and ferocious evil creature.

To be precise, she is somewhat of a combination of the early Avalon Fairy (an evil god) and the later Avalon Fairy (a good god).

Countless spores were scattered by the strong wind.

Within the dimensional space, the projected page frantically displayed warnings, and Duncan, without hesitation, pulled Tasia to continue retreating to the edge of the battlefield.

—"Alert! Twisted plant domain detected!"

—"Alert! Conceptual domain of fungal spores detected!..."

—“Warning! Massive undead resurgence detected!…”

A giant black mushroom suddenly appeared behind the Cult of Machines.

It has just appeared.

The nearby mechanical frigates began unleashing a barrage of ammunition, with some even bringing out flamethrowers that spewed out fire dragons tens of meters long. But all of this still couldn't destroy the giant mushroom in front of them. Once it expanded to a certain extent, it immediately exploded, scattering countless spores and dust.

They parasitize everything nearby, and the different colored dusts have different effects: some are highly poisonous, some are hallucinogenic, some corrode flesh, and so on. The number of casualties in Sector F46 is unknown.

In any case, from Duncan's God's perspective, the signs of life are becoming increasingly rare.

But the next wave of magical winds surged forth.

Countless densely packed marked units appeared, even obscuring the projection page from God's perspective; at first glance, they probably numbered two or three hundred thousand.

At this moment, even the corpse demon Bert suddenly sprouted some fungus-like growths on its head.

Throughout the entire F46 area, countless spores seeped into the corpses, quickly transforming them into bizarre-looking undead. They surged towards the Cult of Mechanics' position in a massive, zombie-like horde.

At some point, Tasia began to have difficulty breathing, and Duncan had a new mark on his body.

—"Spore Parasite (Negative Status): Although you successfully exempted yourself from part of the effects of Spore Parasite by relying on your Constitution, it still slightly reduced your Constitution attribute."

A streak of flame streaked across the sky.

Rumble!
When a large amount of spore dust fell on the Mechanicus's position, a cultist from the Spore Society suddenly condensed a fire arrow, followed by a shockwave from the dust explosion. Endless flames engulfed the entire Mechanicus position, and even the Mechanicus's cultivators began to suffer casualties.

"Although they use magic from the Mystic Age, their combat skills are quite formidable."

Duncan looked slightly surprised. He glanced at the listless Tasia beside him, took out an adrenaline alchemical solution, and injected it into her body.

The first head-on collision.

The central battlefield right now is a matter of life and death for whoever goes there!
A terrifying metal storm was tearing apart the undead army bit by bit, blasting them apart and leaving them bloody and mangled. But the severed limbs and broken bodies on the ground became nutrients for the plants, and soon more and more evil spirits of the forest were born from the dead tide of corpses.

This is no longer the magical technology of the traditional mystical era.

In order to fight against the powerful Cult of Machines, these cultists displayed extremely high spellcasting skills.

The lich Kangus then said softly, "Your Majesty."

"There should be a legendary necromancer hiding here."

"However, he seems to be researching the field of plague."

Tasia was a burden at this point, so Duncan tossed her a first-aid kit and said in a deep voice, "Find a safe place to hide."

"Go to the underground C13 area, where it was not affected by the battlefield."

After saying that, he glanced at the corpse demon Bert and gestured for him to come along. Bert's strength was not enough either; he would be crushed into a pulp if he wasn't careful on the front lines.

The two of them did not hesitate; they knew their own limitations to some extent.

After getting rid of the two burdens, Duncan looked at the lich skull beside him and slowly said, "How does it compare to your strength?"

The lich Kangus calmly replied, "Not nearly as good as me."

"If this were the Mystic Age, even Lady Fungus wouldn't be a match for me!"

That means they can't defeat the embodiment of Pannosis, the Balancer of All Things.

It does have some tricks up its sleeve.

As one of the most powerful liches in the world, it can't defeat other true gods, but it can still try to fight demigods.

"Is that a vampire?"

At this moment, a cult unit was approaching Duncan. He ripped off his mechanical monk robe to avoid being accidentally injured. In fact, it was already a chaotic melee. Neither the Mechanicus nor the cultists cared about civilian casualties, because they were already considered dead units.

In this cruel era, human life is a resource, and not an expensive one at that.

A hive city has at least hundreds of millions of people, and the lives of ordinary civilians are just a series of numbers in the eyes of the Mechanicus.

The population explosion was almost entirely orchestrated by the Mechanicus.

"Yes."

The lich Kangus said in a deep voice, "She has the aura of an undead creature, but she may have mutated."

"The dark creatures that survive are basically all mutated."

Duncan was not surprised by this.

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(End of this chapter)