Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

"But will it really be okay?"

Elias, who was leading five creepers, still had some worries.

Like Casaloron, Elias also felt that these local natives had no chance of winning—but as someone who had come into contact with those natives even earlier than Casaloron, and had even personally come into contact with the ancient serpent, Elias also felt that these natives might not be completely powerless.

With that ancient serpent around, these local natives might not necessarily lose. After all, although the ancient serpent lacks a certain understanding of power, its potential is not to be underestimated.

If that ancient serpent were to take action personally...

"If the legion commander were to take action personally, he would have some arrangements to make."

Although Casaloron did bring a group of Chosen Champions to protect the portal, a small group of Chosen Champions remained in the camp. They were responsible for building a small portal to deploy the vanguard of the God of Courage. If the ancient serpent were not outside the city, this detachment would immediately become the main force, launching a direct attack on the major cities of the natives.

"In the end, the planet's defenses are just too weak. Whether it's the outer physical airspace or the spiritual energy field itself... no one can stop them. Anyone who wants to come in can come in."

Thinking of this, Elias couldn't help but sigh.

Although he had indeed followed the God of Courage for a long time and his iron boots had traversed many planets, he still thought of his homeland every time he saw these weak and powerless natives.

This also made Elias somewhat dazed, and he even lost focus for a moment.

But immediately, his keen senses as a soldier alerted him to something amiss not far away.

"Is there a bulge on that piece of land over there?"

Although it was only a very slight bulge, Elias was certain that when he looked at it just now, it was still flat ground—but now, that slight bulge was so noticeable in Elias's eyes.

"past."

Out of caution, Elias simply sent five of his creep walkers to scout ahead first.

The creepers walked over with heavy steps. Even if their bodies were slashed by swords, it wouldn't cause any fatal injuries. But right now, these creepers hadn't even seen the flash of swords before they fell into the ground one after another.

The area around that raised patch of land had been completely hollowed out, leaving only a long, sunken pit...

It's like some kind of passage?

"not good!"

Elias turned his head sharply and immediately used his consciousness to contact Casaloron!

"There's a tunnel! Over there..."

boom--

No sooner had Elias's warning been sent out than a loud explosion resounded in the center of the teleportation array.

The portal that had already been built was destroyed in half on the spot, and even half of David Day's body was charred. When they searched the site, they only found a few broken pieces of pottery in the wreckage.

The patterns on the pottery shards were extremely familiar to the chosen champions; after all, these things could even be considered their old rivals.

"It seems we underestimated these natives a bit."

As David Day stroked the charred marks on the pottery shard, his expression darkened.

"Made-in-the-mold explosives were placed inside the terracotta figurines, along with kerosene... Was this something the God of Mysteries taught them before?"

They could not even retain the souls of these terracotta warriors by directly shattering their own bodies. According to the intelligence they had, the souls of these terracotta warriors would go to the so-called underworld, and even take the information here with them.

This is the advantage of fighting on home soil.

"However... if you can go to a place like the Underworld, we can go there too."

As he said this, David Day looked at Casaloan.

Casaloan immediately understood what David Day meant.

With a wave of his hand, Casaloron sent hundreds of chosen champions to commit suicide on the spot.

This was not a pointless suicide attempt, but rather a suicide squad heading to another battlefield.

"Are you all ready?"

Looking up at the dim sky in the underworld, the chosen champion leading the team was the first to draw his rune sword.

Meanwhile, the other chosen champions also drew their swords.

The red light flashing on the runic sword signifies that it is a terrifying blade capable of killing even the soul.

Chapter 297 The God of Courage Descends

"The souls of the soldiers have returned, and they even brought back a message."

In the distant Tatunbuto, the four priests breathed a sigh of relief after summoning several terracotta warriors.

The good news is that the warriors did achieve unprecedented results. These terracotta warriors, after filling their bodies with flammable and explosive oil and explosives, even blew up most of the portal, successfully slowing down the enemy's summoning progress.

But the terracotta warriors also brought back bad news: another group of warriors of the God of Courage had also entered the underworld by committing suicide, and had even begun to hunt down the souls of those warriors who were about to return.

"Some warriors remain in the Underworld to hold them off, but they probably won't last long, given the swords in the hands of those 'tin cans'..."

"It doesn't matter."

Ansag patted the terracotta warrior on the shoulder, indicating that the other person should go and rest.

Indeed, this was bad news. Not only did the warriors have a way to reach the Underworld, but their enemies did too—but this also reminded Ansag that those enemies who infiltrated the Underworld had all signed a pact with the Serpent God.

Clearly, the pact with the serpent god granted these extraterrestrial visitors the right to travel to the underworld.

But this also means that both the serpent god and its priests have begun to have jurisdiction over these extraterrestrial visitors.

"I come."

Of the four priests, Melk, who had died before, decisively drew his sword and committed suicide, and his soul immediately went to the underworld.

Watching the chosen champions wielding rune swords and relentlessly hacking and slashing, Melk raised the scales in his hand.

"I will weigh your sins!"

The golden, illusory scales flew high into the sky, and heart after heart flew out of the chests of the chosen champions, who couldn't even stop them.

This is simply because these are the rules of the Underworld; they are not yet powerful enough to oppose the Underworld itself.

Then, as the illusory scales tilted, a broken giant beast with a crocodile head sprang out from the ground, its gaping maw seemingly ready to devour them completely.

If it were an ordinary soul, reaching this point would mean certain death.

But they are not ordinary souls.

The red light on the rune sword grew increasingly crimson, and many of the chosen champions raised their swords high. One after another, sword lights were unleashed, and the giant beast with the crocodile head was blasted straight back into the ground.

"This……"

Melk, who had thought he could solve everything by taking matters into his own hands, was immediately covered in sweat.

The power he could mobilize didn't seem as strong as he had imagined.

But just as Melk was sweating profusely, the chosen champions burst into laughter. When the golden scales appeared, they had thought the defense mechanism of this subspace was terrifying, but now it seemed that if it was only this bad, they really had nothing to be afraid of.

"Take this place! Make it our transit point!"

The chosen champions exchanged glances for a moment, then all raised their longswords and charged toward Melk.

Facing a group of menacing armored swordsmen, and those rune swords gleaming with a blood-red light, Melk took a deep breath and simply shouted out loud.

"Great Serpent God! Save me!"

"……Um?"

With a questioning voice, the phantom of a giant snake solidified in front of Melk.

When the Chosen Champions saw the phantom of the giant serpent, they were startled, but after estimating its size, they were no longer afraid—because the serpent that appeared before them, while large, wasn't actually that big.

It wasn't even as big as that crocodile-headed behemoth from before; it was only this size.

How could such a tiny snake possibly stop them...?

"Oh!"

The world suddenly fell silent.

With an unprecedentedly massive explosion, the Netherworld, which had been filled with shouts of battle, fell silent on the spot—but immediately, these chosen champions realized that this was not silence at all, but rather that their souls were violently shaking.

"This is……"

Before these chosen champions could react, their souls were instantly shattered.

Only those shattered fragments of the soul remain, like countless specks of light in the sky.

"Hey?"

Du Yi, who was about to continue fighting, was stunned. He had only flicked his tail and hadn't even hit the armored warriors yet; he hadn't even exerted his full strength.

But in that moment of doubt, the shattered fragments of light began to move.

Some of the light fragments rose into the sky and merged into the black cloud that symbolized death, while others sank to the ground and blended into the vast expanse of yellow sand.

The last part, the most radiant light fragment, was directly integrated into Du Yi's current body.

As the light fragments poured in, Du Yi felt a long-lost sense of fulfillment, even having the illusion of being full.

"This is……"

Du Yi, who didn't have a deep understanding of the soul, was somewhat confused for a moment.

What's more, Melk just happened to start reporting intelligence at this very moment.

"You mean, you want me to help you think of a way to kill those aliens who signed the contract?"

After listening to Melk's idea, Du Yi pondered for a moment, and then realized that it all seemed to be feasible.

Although he had never tried to do such a thing before, that is, to use those contract lists as a book of life and death, it was clear that he could at least give it a try now. So, after Melk gave the corresponding names, Du Yi began to call them out one by one, trying to pull their souls directly to the underworld.

However, this attempt ultimately failed, simply because there seemed to be something protecting those souls, like some kind of powerful protection or blessing.

As Du Yi drew out the blessings, those protections, or rather, the blessings, surged forth along with the force of the drawing.

Even Ning Shi was right in front of Du Yi.

It was a figure like a volcano, with veins flowing like lava all over its body, muscles bulging like steel, and its burning head covered with terrifying crisscrossing scars.

"Where is this... Ha!"

After surveying its surroundings, the terrifying behemoth with its face covered in scars immediately removed the heavy axe from its back.

"There's even a place like subspace! This planet is truly a treasure trove!"

With each swing of the great axe, the cries of countless living beings echoed, and even the entire underworld itself trembled.

Crimson lava flowed into the quicksand, bringing a glaring bloody stain to this land.

"First come, first served! Courage is destined to fill this world!"

Chapter 298 Death's Trap

The god of courage never imagined that everything would be so simple.

Of course, the original plan was simple: Casaloran would build a portal and deploy the vanguard. These vanguard troops would then consolidate their positions and reinforce the portal once more, allowing for the deployment of even more combat power—until the portal was secure enough that even their main bodies could be transferred over.

Yes, it's them.

After the alliance was formed, the planet was to be divided among the four gods, and no one could act on their own, especially when it came to matters of this level, which required everyone to work together.

However, it's a different story if you're actively pulled in.

He hadn't violated any covenant; it was these natives who had sent him here. They hadn't even brought him to the material world, but rather to the warp, where he could operate more easily and in a more concealed location. Being in the warp meant that the other three gods would have no chance of discovering his actions.

He could easily occupy this subspace first, then descend upon this planet immediately and seize everything on it.

Covenants are meant to be torn up from the very beginning.

Who would refuse to receive all the benefits all by themselves?

Moreover, the current battle situation is quite simple. After just one glance at this subspace, he already clearly understood its composition—it is a subspace dominated by the "other world" or "underworld," whose purpose is to guide the departed souls. This kind of subspace is common on most planets, and even some ignorant planets have it.

And the guardians of this subspace...

There doesn't seem to be any explanation.

A priest, a broken monster buried in the ground, and a snake that looked somewhat powerful—that was all.

"It seems to be you."

The god of courage raised his great axe and pointed it at the seemingly ordinary priest.