Yes, I became a god just by exercising.

Chapter 254 Part of the Truth About the World
The dreamlike, hazy aurora in the sky suddenly dimmed.

The colossal, mountain-like, sky-covering silver-white metallic humanoid fell silent after uttering those final words and opening the passage in its chest.

His arms hung limply at his sides, his head drooped, and the icy blue gaze beneath his silver mask seemed to slowly dissipate.

It seems that, having found a successor, the last remaining will and soul of this divinely ordained holy spirit have been annihilated.

Xia Fa exchanged surprised glances with Tefaro and the Laughing Clown, not expecting such a turn of events.

Looking at the silver giant, which was 100,000 meters tall but was as desolate as a barren mountain, and the mithril passage in its chest, the three of them felt a sense of danger for no reason.

However, since the test has been passed, it is still necessary to go and explore.

Xia Fa took off first, his whole body enveloped in azure energy, and flew towards the mithril passage.

Tefal and the Laughing Clown followed closely behind; one transformed into a hazy starlight, while the other simply took to the air and flew up at a rather impressive speed.

Xia Fa glanced back and was pretty sure that his cousin had definitely signed the high-level secret contract of "Immortal Sentinel".

The Immortal Sentinel grants its signer the ability to fly at supersonic speeds and emit heat rays from their eyes, along with extremely strong defensive and self-healing capabilities.

This is arguably one of the more popular high-level secret agreements, and it seems that Ruscondo also signed one.

Of course, no matter how popular it is, it can only be signed when guided by spiritual intuition; otherwise, everyone would be signing the supreme secret contract.

call--!
call--!
call--!
As soon as they flew to the entrance of the mithril passage, the three heard gusts of cold wind howling. The wind was filled with resentment and anger, as if countless evil spirits and vengeful souls were roaring and wailing within it.

An inexplicable sense of dread swept over Xia Fa and his companions.

"This……"

Tefaro narrowed his eyes, staring at the dark cave entrance:
"Could there really be some powerful evil spirit inside?"

Evil spirits are one type of spirit among the spirits of the Celestial Spirit Realm, but their formation method is the most unique, almost always formed after the death of powerful superhumans.

Supernatural beings and eerie deaths can also create evil spirits, but no matter what kind of evil spirit it is, it is extremely difficult to deal with.

The most powerful evil spirit, whose rank and strength are even comparable to the Protoss!
"Don't be afraid, if it really happens, I'll take care of it."

Xia Yu spoke calmly, which inexplicably reassured the two of them.

Of course, only Xia Fa himself knew that this was because he had just mastered a new primordial secret technique of the Silver Throne, the "Spear of Blazing Oath," which had miraculous effects on beings in the realms of evil spirits, the dead, decay, and so on.

No matter how powerful this evil spirit is, can it possibly rival a veteran transcendent monarch or even a transcendent great monarch?

Wait... that seems possible.

With this in mind, Xia Fa became much more cautious and took the lead in clearing the way.

The silver giant, transformed from the Holy Spirit of Destiny, was a full 100,000 meters tall. Therefore, even the hole in its chest was several thousand meters in diameter, resembling a huge and deep tunnel.

As soon as Xia Fa and his two companions stepped inside, they felt as if they had entered a boundless darkness, so dark that they could not see their own hands in front of their faces and could not see anything at all.

The clown with the startled laughter tried to raise his hand to summon a fireball for illumination, but the fireball was immediately swallowed by darkness as soon as it appeared.

“This place…is strange.”

Tefaro murmured, his lazy expression vanishing as he became serious.

Xia Fa nodded:
"After all, this is the place where a divinely ordained holy spirit fell, and according to this senior, even He Himself did not expect to fall, which means that the enemy... is far more powerful than Him!"

At this point, even Xia Fa himself felt a chill.

Tefalo and the Laughing Clown became completely on high alert.

Even more powerful than the Holy Spirit of Destiny, who has signed thirty secret contracts, are at least from God!

However, God alone could never have caused a divinely ordained Holy Spirit to die so suddenly.

In other words, the one who takes action... is probably much stronger than the one from the capital!
"Could it be... that a mad or out-of-control Outer God was behind this?"

The clown stammered out those words, startling even himself.

Tefalo, however, calmed down and rationally analyzed the situation:

"This is the mysterious Bone Realm, which was formed from a bone of that Heavenly Fate Holy Spirit. No matter what, a single bone of that Heavenly Fate Holy Spirit could not possibly contain an Outer God, unless it is a dead Outer God."

Xia Fa nodded slightly:

"If it's just the corpse of an Outer God, there's not much to be afraid of. We just need to avoid the risk of it getting out of control."

The clown, comforted by the two, felt somewhat relieved and asked curiously:
"In other words, based on the clues we have so far, this senior Heavenly Saint Spirit was killed by a powerful being without any warning. However, he was able to incorporate that powerful being into his mysterious inherited bone realm at the moment of his death?"

He paused, then added as if remembering something:

"And all of this is related to a part of the truth about the world?"

Xiafa and Tefaro had actually been thinking about this question for a while, but they felt surrounded by doubts, as if they were shrouded in a fog, and it was difficult to figure out anything.

"One possibility is that this powerful being, in its dying moments, severely injured and brought this Celestial Saint to the brink of death, and then died. Only then could it be absorbed into the Mysterious Inheritance Bone Realm, but..."

Xia Fa shook his head slightly at this point:
"...I also can't understand why either that powerful being or this senior Destiny Holy Spirit would do this, and what does this have to do with a part of the truth of the world?"

As he spoke, Xia Fa also raised his hand, attempting to condense a star-destroying silver for illumination.

However, just as the scalding hot mercury seeped out from the lines of his palm and rose into the air, it vanished with a "bang," just like the fireball of the clown.

All three felt a chill run down their spines.

The darkness within this mithril tunnel... seems capable of truly swallowing all light.

"Let me do it."

Tefaro spoke, his hand seemingly reaching into the void, from which he took out a lantern.

It was a very old-fashioned lantern, narrow at the top and bottom and wide in the middle, making it look rather bulky. The transparent glass was covered with a cross-shaped buffalo hide for fixing, which was quite tough.

"This is a sealed artifact I obtained during an adventure in a lost ruin somewhere in the earthly divine kingdom. It is called the 'Never-Ending Lantern.' It can be lit with one's own blood and will never go out unless it is immersed in the waters of the Black Abyss River."

In this situation, it was natural to explain the effects and costs of the sealed artifact to his two companions, Tefaro continued:
"As for the price, it's very simple. As long as it's ignited with blood, this sealed object will continue to use the host's blood as fuel until the host's blood is exhausted. This is also the origin of the name 'Never-Ending Lantern.' But don't worry, I always carry a bucket of water from the Black Abyss River with me."

In this vast and deep, pitch-black tunnel, where they could face deadly danger at any moment, Xia Fa and the Laughing Clown naturally couldn't offer any advice.

Tefaro was quite decisive; starlight shimmered on his finger, and a gash immediately appeared, from which crimson blood seeped and dripped into the wick of the lantern.

boom--!
A burst of intense light suddenly shot up, instantly illuminating an area of ​​several meters around it.

In the darkness, a circle of enormous faces with bloodshot eyes and white pupils stared intently at them, the light shining on their faces.

Each face was several meters long, covered in blood, like tears of blood, and its eyes were white like those of a dead fish.

And so, in the darkness, beyond the firelight, they kept a close eye on their figures.

"What the hell?!"

The clown, unusually, uttered a curse, clearly startled. He made a clenching motion in the air with both hands, and the eerie green dagger immediately appeared. Without hesitation, he swung it around.

call out!call out!call out!
A series of blades, seemingly formed from foul-smelling venom, suddenly pierced into the darkness, slashing towards those enormous faces.

Those enormous faces actually possessed physical bodies. The moment they came into contact with the venom, they immediately began to wail and dissipate, emitting thick blue smoke, as they were completely corroded and melted.

The clown who was startled breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was being overly alarmed; it was just that this place was too dangerous. It was the place where a divinely ordained holy spirit had fallen, and he had just been in the dark. Under such excessive tension, he had made an instinctive reaction.

Tefaro, carrying the blazing lantern, appeared slightly pale, seemingly due to the rapid loss of blood. Fortunately, as an angel, he could withstand it thanks to his powerful self-healing abilities. He said:
"Don't be afraid. This is a strange 'Venomous Face'. It usually appears in places where resentment is strong and where corpses are buried. It can also appear on powerful beings of the Dominator rank or above who died unexpectedly. However, its strength is only at the Wolf level, so it is rather weak."

The clown, laughing hysterically, was breathing slowly, seemingly trying to calm himself down.

"I only realized what we were doing after I had already started."

As He finished speaking, darkness engulfed him, and the ever-burning lantern was instantly enveloped in darkness.

The blazing flames went out with a "bang," and the three of them were once again plunged into boundless darkness.

At this, Tefaro's expression changed as well.

Even this high-ranking sealed artifact, fueled by the blood of His supreme angelic overlord, still couldn't withstand the erosion of darkness.

The three of them had a vague feeling that at the end of the darkness, in the room that the Holy Spirit of Destiny had mentioned, where His legacy, the reason for His disappearance, and a part of the truth about the world were kept, seemed to hide some extremely important and terrifying secret.

"Let me try."

The appearance of bizarre creatures like "vengeful faces" in the mithril tunnel indicates that something must have happened here.

Otherwise, according to the words spoken by the remaining will and soul of that Heavenly Spirit, they should have been able to walk unimpeded into the room at the end of the tunnel.

Therefore, Xia Fa decided to try other methods.

Isn't it darkness that can devour most of the light simply because it holds a higher position? Then let's see who holds a higher position!
Of course, this doesn't mean that as a wolf-level superhuman, I can compare my status with that of a being who is suspected to be an Outer God.

Rather, it is the burning sensation in my heart and cells, and the strange electric current in my spine, that helps me resist the influence of the higher-level existence!
Seeing that Xia Fa had spoken, Tefaro didn't ask any questions and simply handed him the ever-burning lantern.

Xia Fa took it with one hand, bit the index finger of his other hand, and dripped the liquid into the wick of the kerosene lamp, which had already gone out.

At the same time, he infused the burning sensation in all his cells and a strange electric current into this drop of blood.

boom--! ! !
In that instant, a silvery-white flame erupted, almost filling the entire lantern!

Moreover, Xia Fa did not feel any continuous loss of blood in his body.

It seemed that the burning sensation and the strange electric current that he had injected into that drop of blood were enough to fuel this ever-burning lantern.

The surrounding area, spanning dozens of meters, was immediately illuminated by a silver light, as bright as day.

Tefalo and the Laughing Clown stared at Shafa in surprise, seemingly taken aback.

Xia Fa smiled, just about to make up an explanation, such as that as a signatory to the Silver Throne, his blood was particularly suitable for lighting the lantern, etc.

Unexpectedly, Tefaro sighed softly, saying with considerable envy:

"So this is the future Emperor of Mystery. As expected, he is completely different from us overlords in terms of life level. Even the effects of his blood are so strong."

The clown who was amazed also exclaimed:
"Cousin, after meeting you, I understand why our great-grandfather so hoped that our family would produce a mysterious emperor."

Xiafa: ...

Well, he almost forgot about his two partners' incredibly strong ability to fill in the blanks with their own imaginations.

With light, the three felt much more at ease, and Xia Fa carried the ever-burning lantern as they continued their exploration.

Suddenly, a dripping sound, like the sound of water droplets hitting the ground, rang out a few meters ahead.

All three of them stopped in their tracks and stared intently at the scene.

It was a single drop of bright red, viscous blood.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock——

More drops of blood fell, like a small patch of blood raining down in front of them.

Xia Fa exchanged a glance with the two men, then raised the lantern in his hand and shone it into the air.

The corpses of women, dressed in plain white robes, hung in the air, their faces as pale as paper.

Their hair stretched into the darkness high above, serving as ropes to suspend their bodies.

Their corpses were deathly pale, as if they had been submerged in water for hundreds of years. The veins on their hands and feet, visible through their robes, were bulging, making them look particularly gruesome.

These female corpses hung in the air, hundreds of them, their arms and legs hanging limply at their sides, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, their faces contorted in agony, as if they had suffered immense pain before their deaths.

The clown felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason, while Tefal stared at the female corpses, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Xia Fa also became increasingly aware of the strangeness of this mithril tunnel; everything seemed too unusual.

Looking at this chilling scene, he thought for a moment and said softly:

"Let's go around it, ignore what it is, and don't disturb them."

The clown immediately nodded vigorously and followed his cousin like a shadow. Tefal also followed with a serious expression.

The three of them bypassed the area where blood was constantly dripping and the hundreds of female corpses hanging in the darkness, and continued to walk forward.

However, just as they had walked a short distance forward, the hundreds of female corpses behind them turned around, opened their eyes, and quietly stared at their backs.

Even though Tefalo and the Laughing Clown were top-tier angel-level overlords, and Xia Fa was a wolf-level superhuman capable of fighting superhuman monarchs, neither of them noticed the unusual movement behind them.

It seems that some extremely high-level "power" is interfering with their perception.

In the darkness, bathed in the silvery light of the lantern, the three continued on their way.

This time, we walked a long distance, about several hundred meters, without encountering anything strange.

All three had a premonition that they were getting closer and closer to the room left behind by the Holy Spirit of Destiny.

Just then, the silver flame in the lantern that Xia Fa was holding suddenly began to dim and rapidly shrink.

Fortunately, he was quite calm by this point, and said in a low voice:

"It's okay, it's probably just running out of fuel. I'll add another drop of blood."

As he spoke, Xia Fa stopped in his tracks, and Te Faro and the amused little scandal also stopped.

In that instant, the lantern went out completely, and the three of them were once again plunged into complete darkness.

Xia Fa quickly bit his finger and added another drop of blood, which was infused with a burning sensation and a strange electric current.

boom--! ! !
A silver flame blazed up in the lantern, instantly dispelling the darkness.

But whether it was at the feet of Xia Fa, Tefalo, or even the Laughing Clown, there were more and more heads with gruesome appearances.

Countless heads spread out from their feet, almost covering the entire area reached by the silver light.

Under the silver light, all the heads turned on the ground in unison, their empty eye sockets looking at the three of them, their mouths opening silently.

Click! Click! Click!

The next moment, all the heads split open in unison, and out crawled out one after another pitch-black infants.

These babies, no bigger than a palm, crawled out and immediately opened their mouths wide, almost to their ears, revealing serrated teeth. They let out shrill screams and attacked the three. "Run!"

Xia Fa suddenly shouted, and the three of them immediately began to run forward without hesitation.

The reason is simple... each of these pitch-black babies possesses the status of an angel!
Thousands of pitch-black babies swarmed around them like a tidal wave; how could they possibly resist?

The thousands of pitch-black infants chased after them, their gaping mouths spewing out purple, spiky tentacles that kept trying to entangle them.

As the clown ran, he suddenly swung his two daggers behind him, instantly creating a vast swamp of deadly poison.
From those venomous swamps, swamp monsters crawled out, immediately attracting the attack of a large group of pitch-black infants.

Tefaro drew his scimitar and decisively slashed forward.

This strike directly created a portal to the starry sky. The three of them, with perfect coordination, rushed in together without Tefalo even needing to say anything.

This teleported them several kilometers forward. When they came out of the Star Gate and looked back, they saw that the black infants had finally stopped following them.

"What exactly is that? How can it have the rank of an angel?"

Tefaro was still quite shaken; even someone as calm and rational as Him felt as if He had just walked the line between life and death.

The clown, then suddenly remembered something, and said:
“My great-grandfather once told me that this seems to be… a combination of the blood of an Outer God and extremely strong resentment. He once saw it on the corpse of an Outer God in the Celestial Spirit Realm. It is said that the Outer God fell inexplicably, which led to the birth of a large number of such strange creatures, which have a special name: Filthy Blood Monsters.”

After catching his breath, he continued:

"However, the Protoss Realm is teeming with all sorts of beings far exceeding the rank of angels. These filthy blood monsters naturally won't survive for long; they'll either be wiped out or eaten... I just didn't expect that we'd encounter them here."

With thousands of filthy blood monsters, even if the two are top-tier angel-level overlords, plus Xia Fa, they wouldn't be able to hold out for long if they were surrounded.

If they hadn't made the decisive decision to run away immediately, and if those filthy blood monsters hadn't seemed to have just awakened and weren't very agile, and if there hadn't been the star portal that Tefal had created with a single slash... they would probably be in grave danger by now.

"This place is getting stranger and stranger. I have a feeling that the real danger, the one that could kill you, is in that room at the end of the tunnel..."

Tefaro hesitated before speaking, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty for the first time.

But immediately, before the two could speak, He gritted His teeth again:

"Never mind, we're already here anyway, let's go see what you two think."

Although the clown still looked shaken, his words were resolute:
"I also want to go and see, especially to see a part of the so-called truth about the world."

Xia Fa's expression was resolute and unwavering:
"Let's see. If all else fails, we'll run together using that method. By the way, we should be able to bring Hermes along, right?"

Tefaro nodded:

"Yes, as long as we are within the star bubble of our two stars, everyone will be teleported with us."

The clown, who had been about to ask what the method was, immediately understood when he heard Tefal say "star bubble," and recalled the scene from the Super Fighting Grand Prix finals.

While the plan wasn't particularly brilliant, it was certainly very practical. So, with Xia Fa carrying a lantern that was burning with a bright silver flame, the three of them continued forward in the pitch black.

This time, nothing strange happened again, and the huge, dark tunnel grew smaller and narrower.

When the tunnel had narrowed to just enough for three people to squeeze together side by side, a door appeared faintly in the darkness ahead, illuminated by a silver light.

Xia Fa, Te Faluo, and the Laughing Clown were all startled and quickened their pace toward the door.

But they had only taken a few steps closer when they realized something was wrong.

That door... seemed to be alive, entirely composed of flesh and blood, with thick blood vessels and pink flesh intertwined, slowly writhing, a strong smell of blood wafting over, yet also carrying a strange sweet fragrance.

As the three approached, a crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the flesh gate, and a huge eye opened from it, scrutinizing the three of them.

The pupils of these eyes were an unusual ice-blue color—just like the silver-white giant that the Holy Spirit of Destiny had transformed into!
At that moment, they were instantly enveloped by a gaze that was almost divine.

Xia Fa was alright; the strange currents covering his cerebral cortex immediately neutralized the effect.

However, Tefaro and the Laughing Clown were in a bit of a predicament. Even as top-tier angel-level overlords, they couldn't withstand the gaze of a Divine Spirit who had signed thirty secret contracts.

Even if this Divine Spirit had been dead for countless years, his soul and will completely dissipated, leaving only this part of his flesh and blood and his eyeballs as this door.

After all, the Holy Spirit of Destiny, who has signed thirty secret contracts... is almost no different from a god!
On the other hand, such a divinely ordained Holy Spirit, if able to absorb and contain an eternal proof and become a follower of God, is far superior to ordinary followers of God.

Seeing that Tefalo and the Laughing Clown were pale, with large beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads, and about to succumb to the gaze of the icy blue eyes on the Gate of Flesh and Blood,

Suddenly, those icy blue eyes seemed to have finally realized something, revealing a look of relief, and then—

boom! ! !
The icy blue eyeballs burst open, but the bursting flesh and fluid immediately flew into the starlight-filled holes that appeared in the air, leaving no trace in this place.

This was undoubtedly an application of the power of the Gate of Stars, but at the same time it also foreshadowed the complete disappearance of this icy blue eyeball from the world.

All that remained was the large hole in the Gate of Flesh and Blood, with countless strands of flesh and blood dancing like threads around the edge of the hole.

Since things had come to this point, they had to go in and take a look no matter what. Xia Fa exchanged glances with the two of them, took the lead, and went inside.

But as soon as he stepped inside, he froze at the doorway, seemingly completely lost in thought, deeply shaken both physically and mentally.

Seeing this, Tefalo and the Laughing Clown, fearing something might happen to Xiafa, immediately stepped through the large hole in the flesh gate.

But then, both of them were jolted violently, staring ahead in utter shock and disbelief, their eyes becoming somewhat dazed.

It was a huge and empty room, almost like a hollowed-out mountain, except this time it was the chest of the silver giant who was the embodiment of the Holy Spirit of Destiny that was hollowed out.

The walls, floors, and ceiling of the room all seemed to be cast in mithril, appearing clean and holy.

However, an unbelievable scene unfolded on the floor.

It was a cavalryman fully clad in silver armor, his body reaching a height of ten thousand meters, standing upright on a warhorse that was also ten thousand meters long.

The warhorse was also covered in silver armor, its chest as broad as a city wall, and its four hooves like hills, standing upright like its master riding on its back.

However, both the silver-armored cavalryman and the silver-clad warhorse were dead.

Their bodies were riddled with various bronze-colored weapons: longswords, spears, heavy halberds, giant axes, javelins... one after another, massive bronze weapons, as large as mountains, pierced through the bodies of these silver-armored cavalrymen and their silver-armored warhorses.

Black blood gushed out, seeping directly into the mithril-made floor.

Even though they have been dead for thousands or tens of thousands of years, black blood still flows down as if it will never run out.

This seems to be the source of the darkness and monsters in the Mithril Tunnels...

Surrounding these towering silver-armored cavalrymen were hundreds of bronze-armored cavalrymen, each ten thousand meters tall, resembling collapsed or lying mountain peaks.

These bronze-armored cavalrymen were also heavily armored, but almost all of them died tragically. Some were cut in half at the waist, some were cleaved in two, and some even lost not only their lower half but also most of their bodies.

But strangely, their broken bodies had no bones or organs in their wounds, only flesh and blood, filled with flesh and blood.

They also had warhorses, but those warhorses were simply clad in bronze chainmail, lying haphazardly beneath or beside them, their bodies bearing countless gruesome wounds.

However, so many bronze-armored cavalrymen left behind few weapons. Clearly, their bronze weapons were either stuck or pierced into the bodies of the silver-armored cavalrymen or into the warhorses beneath them.

It was a scene straight out of hell; anyone who saw it could imagine the horrific battle that had taken place there.

But that's not the key point. The key point is... Xia Fa and the other two truly felt that the silver-armored cavalryman possessed a status and aura comparable to an Outer God!
Even in death, its imposing presence and godlike majesty still made the three of them almost unable to breathe.

Fortunately, this valley-like room, crafted from mithril, seems to have a tendency to offset the influence of its status.

Otherwise, even if it had been dead for thousands or tens of thousands of years, just seeing its corpse would easily cause Tefal and the Laughing Clown to lose control on the spot.

Even if it doesn't get out of control, this mental influence will leave a mark, imprinted on their spiritual intuition, and one day it will erupt, causing their minds to fall into complete chaos and madness.

Fortunately, with the mithril room there, all of these effects were negated.

"If I'm not mistaken, these bronze-armored cavalrymen on the ground, and their bronze-chained warhorses... all possess divine status, right?"

The voice of Thepharo trembled, a rare occurrence for him. Given his usual cynical and indifferent attitude, this was quite a loss of composure, and one could imagine how shocked he was.

The clown, his face painted with smears, nodded slowly, his eyes vacant.

"Yes... but that's impossible! Hundreds of bronze cavalrymen who look almost identical, along with their warhorses, are all from the gods. Moreover, they seem to have formed an army. This... this doesn't make any sense!"

In the entire history of the extraordinary world, it is absolutely impossible for two beings to be similar in rank or status as subordinate gods. This is something that is almost self-evident.

After all, if a human or demi-human signs two overlord-level secret contracts plus twenty-eight other secret contracts, and then absorbs and incorporates an eternal certificate, and is thus elevated to a god, their appearance is almost entirely based on their own will and the thirty secret contracts they signed.

In other words, they are not only not similar, but some are even completely different and do not look like they are the same species.

As for the unknown beings wandering in the Protoss Realm, they could not possibly be so similar; each one is actually extremely unique.

Now, there are over a hundred bronze cavalrymen of divine rank, and not only that, even their bronze warhorses are of divine rank!
What exactly are these beings?
Where did they come from?

What's the purpose?
Not to mention——

The three looked up again at the silver-armored cavalryman who stood like a towering mountain, and the silver-armored warhorse beneath him.

This silver cavalryman and his silver warhorse... each possess the status of an Outer God!

It appears that this silver-armored cavalryman of Outer God rank, leading hundreds of bronze-armored cavalrymen of Junior God rank, is engaging in some forbidden act.

But, for some unknown reason, they suddenly started fighting and perished together.

Since the mithril room neutralized all influences from higher levels, the three of them boldly approached.

While Tefalo and the Laughing Clown were undoubtedly shocked, Xia Fa's heart was also filled with a tremendous upheaval.

Moreover, unlike Tefal and the Laughing Clown, Shafa knew that he had also encountered those two giant golden heavy cavalrymen who seemed similar to the silver and bronze cavalrymen, but were actually very different!

Based on his previous speculation, in this extraordinary world, every secret contract, whether it's an ordinary secret contract, a high-level secret contract, or a hegemon-level secret contract,

The poem composed of identical Chinese characters seems to describe that giant, heavily armored golden cavalry!
But now, silver armored cavalry and bronze armored cavalry have appeared...

Most importantly, they even fought each other to the point of mutual destruction.

what is this?
What exactly are they, and what is their purpose?
Since there are over a hundred bronze-armored cavalrymen, does that mean that there was more than one silver-armored cavalryman who died?
What made Xia Fa even more horrified was that there might be more than two of those golden giant heavy cavalrymen who were comparable to the nine great gods.

If those massive, heavily armored golden cavalry could also form an army...

Xia Fa felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it. After all, the golden giant heavy cavalry was comparable to the nine great gods, and could easily cut off the head of an outer god!

An army composed of giant, heavily armored golden cavalry, if it were to truly mobilize, would likely be unstoppable by anyone in the world...

"Wait a minute, the reason why the nine great gods have been hiding in their earthly divine kingdoms for the past thirty thousand years is... to avoid these golden giant heavy cavalry, right?"

"But it's understandable that the other seven true gods are staying indoors, but there's no reason for the strongest true god, [Absolute Defense], and [Paradox Joker], who can fight [Absolute Defense] to a draw, to be afraid of them..."

"Unless, there really are hundreds or thousands of these golden giant heavy cavalrymen, but that seems even more unlikely..."

If that were the case, Xia Fa felt that he should be seeing these giant golden cavalry everywhere, and the nine churches should have already made records of them.

Instead of having only ever encountered the one carrying the golden halberd and the golden giant axe until now.

Moreover, the unknown being, resembling a giant golden cavalryman, possesses the ability to destroy a star field or even most of the universe with ease.

But even now, the entire universe is still a scene of prosperity and flourishing, which doesn't make sense.

If there were only two, or even a dozen, of such massive golden cavalry, the universe would have been destroyed long ago, and things wouldn't be like they are now.

"Look, what is that?"

Suddenly, the clown with the startled laugh pointed in the direction of a group of bronze-armored cavalrymen lying together, looking quite surprised.

Both Xiafa and Tefaro's eyes lit up, and they immediately looked in the direction He was pointing.

Then they saw that among the group of bronze-armored cavalrymen lying haphazardly, there was a human body missing half its head.

Compared to these bronze-armored cavalrymen, whose armor was comparable to mountains, the human body seemed far too small.

The human lay there among the bronze-armored cavalrymen, his lower body long gone, his upper body nearly shattered, only his single eye, half a head remaining, filled with intense resentment.
He stared straight at the sky, as if staring at the long-dead silver armored cavalryman.

And His only remaining eye was strikingly ice-blue.

In that instant, Xia Fa and the other two deduced something.

"Could it be... that when the silver cavalry and bronze cavalry were fighting each other, that senior Destiny Holy Spirit was accidentally caught in the crossfire and suffered the consequences?"

The clown, surprised, noticed that the mithril room was quite safe, unlike the mithril tunnel which was dark and dangerous. He gradually relaxed and became bolder.

Tefaro stared at the human's half-corpse, noticing the resentful look in His eyes, and nodded thoughtfully:
"That should be the case, especially this silver armored cavalryman, who possesses the status of an Outer God. With a casual strike, even this senior Holy Spirit of Destiny could not withstand it, which is consistent with what He said, that He died in a danger that even He did not expect."

Xia Fa sighed:
"In any case, He is still one of us humans. Let's take Him out and find a place to bury Him."

The clown who made the laugh agreed quite a bit:
"I think it should be like this, but..."

He seemed hesitant, then looked up again at the silver-clad cavalry and bronze-armored cavalry, as if only after confirming they were truly dead, before cautiously speaking:
"Could the part of the world's truth that this senior, the Holy Spirit of Destiny, spoke of be related to these unknown beings resembling cavalrymen?"

Tefaro smiled, sighed, and shook his head:

"Regardless of whether they are related to the truth of the world, if the world is destroyed one day, they will definitely be closely related to the destruction of the world."

Xia Fa and the Laughing Clown both understood what He meant. Indeed, if the silver armored cavalry could be as large as the bronze armored cavalry, even if they only formed an army of a hundred men, they could easily destroy the entire universe, star system after star system.

Unless, of course, the nine great gods of the earthly divine kingdom intervene.

After further discussion, seeing that they couldn't reach any conclusion, and especially since they couldn't figure out the connection between some of the truth about the world and these cavalrymen,

Ultimately, Xia Fa decided to go and retrieve the remains of that Heavenly Spirit Senior.

It wasn't that he wanted to show off, but Xia Fa understood that only he, because of the strange electric current at his spine, could resist the influence of these bronze cavalrymen of divine status at close range.

Otherwise, if it were Tefal or the Laughing Clown, watching from a distance would be fine, but the consequences of close contact would be unimaginable.

And so, Xia Fa walked step by step among the fallen bronze-armored cavalrymen.

He was very careful, after all, these people all possessed divine status, and it was best to avoid them as much as possible.

Tefalo and the Laughing Clown held their breath, ready to act at any moment should Shafa be in danger.

Finally, as if navigating through a canyon between mountains, Xia Fa arrived at the remains of the deceased Holy Spirit.

He first clasped his hands together and silently prayed before carefully reaching out to touch the mutilated body.

But at that moment, the remnant body of the Holy Spirit of Destiny suddenly turned its head, its icy blue eyes staring straight at him!

(End of this chapter)