The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

“He’s dead for sure,” Boss Gold muttered under his breath. He had faced the Thunder Goblin many times and knew how strong its lightning was. The power of that lightning could repel even Gold adventurers, let alone Iron ones.

Da Meng watched the lightning strike on Han Wu but held back from celebrating. Han Wu had not fallen. The lightning faded, and although his body showed signs of scorching, he hadn’t collapsed.

“How is that possible?!” Boss Gold exclaimed.

The Thunder Goblin was surprised too. It started doubting whether its weapon had malfunctioned. Han Wu scoffed at the weak lightning. Having spent time with Qin Shuang, he had learned much about lightning and its true power. The goblin’s lightning was far inferior to Qin Shuang’s. It was not strong enough to break through his defenses.

While the Thunder Goblin was still confused, Han Wu turned his attention to the weaker goblins instead of attacking it directly. He had a reason. To advance his Goblin Slayer title from Silver to Gold, he needed to kill not just one Gold goblin but also a large number of Silver and lower-ranked ones.

Han Wu moved like a phantom, bludgeoning goblins to death until his title hit a bottleneck. He knew the moment had come and fixed his gaze onto the Thunder Goblin. Panic washed over the monster as it summoned lightning again, but it soon found Han Wu dodging every bolt with ease.

Han Wu was faster than the lightning. The Thunder Goblin realized too late that the human had been hiding his true strength. Han Wu appeared behind it and slammed the weak wooden bat against its head.

The powerful strike shattered the wooden bat and cracked open the Thunder Goblin’s skull. The monster survived the blow, but Han Wu, drawing on his Lord-level strength, delivered a fierce punch. That single hit crushed the Thunder Goblin’s head into fragments.

Han Wu’s hand was stained with green blood. He grabbed a cloth and wiped the sticky mess away. The remaining goblins, seeing their leader fall, scattered in fear. Han Wu did not pursue them; his mission had been achieved.

A large ball of light emerged from the Thunder Goblin’s body and flowed into Han Wu. The surge of experience points pushed him all the way to Level 100. Then, the energy condensed, creating a new empty slot for equipping an additional title. Now, he could wield two titles at once.

At the same time, his Silver Goblin Slayer title transformed into Gold. He also gained a new skill called Summon Stormfront Blade, which allowed him to summon lightning through the blade temporarily.

Han Wu summoned the Stormfront Blade and tested its power. It proved far superior to the wooden bat. Finally, he held a weapon worthy of his strength. Next, he used the Dismantler Mitt and dismantled the Thunder Goblin’s corpse, collecting another goblin finger bone and a rare Gold material called Thunder Goblin’s Hair.

This item was what he needed, so he stored it safely in his spatial ring alongside other treasures. Now, only two more Gold materials remained to fulfill the requirements for the Gold Monster Slayer title.

Boss Gold and the others watched in disbelief. They could not comprehend how strong the Iron newbie was. It was one thing to resist lightning, but to kill the Thunder Goblin with a single blow was astonishing. Although the Thunder Goblin did not focus on defense, its resilience was still expected to be high for a Gold monster.

How strong must Han Wu be to crush a head with a single punch? Boss Gold realized Han Wu far surpassed his own strength and exchanged a knowing glance with Da Meng. Without a word, he made it clear he would not fulfill Da Meng’s request.

Da Meng was also spooked. If he had truly understood Han Wu’s power, he never would have dared seek revenge for his team. A Gold Title Scroll held great value, but it was nothing compared to the worth of his own life.

They tried to slip away quietly as Han Wu approached. Fear gripped them, and they struggled to control their breathing. Han Wu had killed the Gold Thunder Goblin in one blow; there was no doubt he could do the same to them.

Luck was not on their side. As Han Wu passed, he sensed their presence and spotted them hiding in the bushes. At the same time, he recognized the warrior that he had spared earlier.

A smile crossed Han Wu’s face at the unexpected chance. Not bad. I let him go after he handed over the Gold Title Scroll, and now he’s already brought me more people to rob. Not bad at all. I almost feel bad about it.

“Why don’t you come out now?” Han Wu said calmly.

Boss Gold and the others wanted nothing more than to bolt, but the Stormfront Blade in Han Wu’s hand froze them in place. Its crackling arcs of lightning made their hair stand on end. With no other option, they slowly stood and stepped out from the brushes.

“Hand over everything. Clothes, equipment, treasures. Don’t make me kill you,” Han Wu brandished the Stormfront Blade, lightning crackling along its edge.

The sight terrified them, and they reluctantly removed their equipment. Still, Han Wu was not satisfied. He noticed their spatial rings remained on their fingers. “Take off your spatial rings as well.”

Boss Gold’s heart sank. All his savings were stored inside that ring. Surrendering it meant losing years of hard work. “Sir, please leave us something. Don’t push us too far.”

Unfortunately, his threat fell on deaf ears. “I said take them off. Don’t make me say it again.”

As Han Wu spoke, he swung his Stormfront Blade and sliced off Boss Gold’s left arm. The strike carried a paralyzing effect, so Boss Gold could only watch in horror as his arm dropped to the ground. The pain didn’t reach his brain until several seconds later, and when it did, it came like a wave of fire.

“Okay, I’ll take it off!” he shouted, fighting through the pain as he stripped away all his valuables. He feared Han Wu would sever another limb if he hesitated for even a second longer. The rest of his underlings quickly removed their spatial rings, desperate to avoid the same fate.

Han Wu waved his hand, signaling them to leave once they no longer carried anything valuable. Boss Gold stared in disbelief. Usually, robbers killed their victims to prevent witnesses.

However, Han Wu had other plans. He wanted these men to escape, hoping they would rally reinforcements seeking revenge. That way, he could rob them all in one sweep. He threatened them with a cold smile, “What’s wrong? Do you want me to send you off?”

“No, no need,” Boss Gold stammered, terror driving him to grab his severed arm and flee with his underlings.

Han Wu watched them disappear, then bent down to gather the dropped items. He inspected their spatial rings and found a mountain of treasure that made him rich overnight. Among the spoils were five Title Scrolls: three Silver, one Gold, and one Platinum.

He unfurled the Platinum Title Scroll, and his eyes widened with excitement. “Now, this is an amazing title!”