The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

The Butcher watched as the massive Goblin King and the Osteomancer’s bone giant clashed. “This is so interesting!” he exclaimed, clapping his hands together. “Bravo!”

The Butcher had long since acknowledged that Huang Shengjun’s talent far surpassed his own in his youth. However, with the sudden appearance of Han Wu, he realized that the kid was just as talented, if not more so. The Butcher was sure that if nothing happened to him, Han Wu would undoubtedly become a God King in the future.

Xu Hai watched with a satisfied smile. “But of course! He is my student, after all,” he said. He was very pleased with what was happening, as Han Wu’s violent exchange of blows in the battle was increasing his own reputation.

The Butcher let out a mocking chuckle. “You worthless bastard,” he sneered. “Aren’t you being a bit too cocky? Do you actually think your student is winning?”

Xu Hai felt his pride sting from the insult, but it was quickly replaced with concern for his student, Han Wu. “Who are you calling a worthless bastard?” he snapped. “Does Huang Shengjun have another trump card?”

“Huang Shengjun is my student—I am quite aware of his capabilities. If this is the extent of his strength, Han Wu is destined to lose. Huang Shengjun is going to be victorious.”

A sense of alarm shot through Xu Hai, and he was growing really worried that Han Wu was going to lose. “What makes you say that?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

If Han Wu were to lose, the consequences would be catastrophic. Not only would he lose the Exquisite Skill Gem, but his divine realm would also be destroyed. Recovering would take a long time, and even a single day’s delay in his ascension to becoming a God would be a major setback.

Xu Hai earnestly hoped the Butcher was bluffing. However, his heart sank as it soon became increasingly clear that the battle was not favoring Han Wu at all.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Huang Shengjun, activated his Talent once more, transforming another Goblin King into a massive giant. The goblin’s power was on par with that of a Goblin Sage, and with every step, its immense body cracked the ground.

The goblin giant alone was enough to easily overwhelm most of Han Wu’s units. The only one capable of defending against it was Steely, but even he could only block its attacks, not kill it.

Soon after, a third giant Goblin King appeared, and Han Wu scowled at the sight. With no choice, he ordered Alpheus and the squad of Great Dragons to engage the giant. At Alpheus’ command, the Great Dragons roared and swiftly formed a formation that temporarily managed to block the massive goblin giant.

Huang Shengjun simply smirked, instantly condensing the energy from his goblins for the fourth time and turned yet another Goblin King into a giant.

“Give up, Han Wu!” he said, a triumphant look on his face. “You can’t win against me—I can create nine Sage Goblin Kings just like that one! What could you possibly have that can win against that?”

Han Wu gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, bitter resentment welling up within him. He was a genius, far more talented than Huang Shengjun, but he lacked the resources to compete. Huang Shengjun was only a year older, but that small headstart was enough for him to collect far more resources.

However, Han Wu refused to surrender. He looked at his units, who were sacrificing themselves just to obey his orders. He would be wasting their sacrifice by giving up now.

His Saints, Hu Chi and Hu Yong, stepped forward and knelt before him. “Glorious God,” they declared with unwavering resolve, “allow us to bring it down!”

As Saints, though they possessed strength far beyond King life forms, they were still slightly inferior to Sage life forms. However, by working together, the two could temporarily hold back one of the giant Goblin Kings.

The problem was that Huang Shengjun could create nine such giants. They could hold one back for a while, but how could they possibly face the others?

As Han Wu was still hesitating, the battle between his Osteomancer and the first Goblin King came to a brutal end. The two had been fighting on equal ground until the second giant Goblin King, which had escaped Steely, joined the fight. Overwhelmed by two opponents, the Osteomancer was ultimately defeated, its bone fragments collapsing to the ground and revealing its true form.

The sight of the severely injured Osteomancer and the Skeleton Reanimator filled Han Wu with a heart-wrenching pain. Their crystal-like bones were riddled with so many cracks that they seemed ready to disintegrate with a single touch. The two skeletons had been with him since high school and had helped him survive numerous battles.

I can’t let them perish here today!

As Han Wu unhesitatingly activated Inverse Domain to heal his two loyal units, his Divine Points rapidly drained from his account. However, he didn’t care about the cost—he was going to save them, no matter what.

With Inverse Domain continuously reversing all their wounds, the two skeletons returned to their peak. Now, fully healed, they could transform into their massive bone giant form to face the Goblin Kings once more.

The two skeletons, however, knew their efforts were useless. Their spiritual flames flickered as they appeared to have a silent conversation, quickly coming to a decision. With their choice made, they bolted towards the gate connected to Doron City.

Han Wu was baffled. Have they chosen to abandon the fight? he thought, smiling sadly.

The two skeletons stood on each side of the gate, and a seal personally made by Han Wu appeared beneath it. Back then, Skelly had been so overbearing in controlling the skeletons in Han Wu’s divine realm that it would not allow any of its subordinates to grow even slightly stronger, so that it could maintain its position and curb any potential rebellion.

The obsession was so unhealthy that Skelly had even tried to destroy Han Wu’s Core just so that he would lose the protection of his units and ultimately be forced to rely on it alone. For the safety of his divine realm, Han Wu had chased it out and placed a seal on the gate to prevent its return. Now, the Osteomancer and the Skeleton Reanimator were now unhesitatingly breaking that very seal to bring back their tyrant lord—all for Han Wu’s sake!

On Huang Shengjun’s side of the battlefield, the Goblin Kings charged forward and easily invaded Han Wu’s divine realm without the Osteomancer there to stop them. As the goblin army rampaged, many of Han Wu’s units fell. Han Wu was close to despair, as he could see no way out of the hopeless situation.

Huang Shengjun, mad with the certainty of his victory, ruthlessly commanded the goblins invading Han Wu’s divine realm to destroy his Core the moment they found it. He was going to not just defeat Han Wu but also cripple him and destroy his future!

The four Major Gods naturally heard Huang Shengjun’s chilling command. Feng exclaimed in horror, “Huang Shengjun wants to cripple Han Wu and stop him from becoming a God?”

As far as Feng was concerned, both students were Imperial College geniuses. There was no need for one to cripple the other, even if there were grudges between them. A simple fight to determine who was superior would’ve been sufficient.

Casting aside all dignity, Xu Hai immediately pleaded with the Butcher. “Tell your student to stop this! This is no longer a war—it’s a massacre! You thought highly of Han Wu, didn’t you? I’ll give him to you, but he cannot be crippled!”

The Butcher smirked coldly. “You ball-less coward,” he scoffed. “Keep those weak thoughts away from me. War is cruel. This war will continue until the last surviving soldier as long as one of them hasn’t surrendered. I admit that I admire that brat, but losers do not deserve my sympathy.”

Furious, Xu Hai lost his composure. “Butcher, you bastard! You’re allowing your student to destroy the youth, the precious treasures of Imperial College! If you do not put an immediate end to this, I will report you to the administration and call for the chancellor to deal with you!”

The Butcher completely ignored the furious ranting and watched the now one-sided war with boredom. He was absolutely sure Han Wu would lose, and that unless he surrendered, all of his units would be slain and his Core would be destroyed.

Su Lan, who had been quiet until now, suddenly spoke up. “Wait... why is there a strange aura coming from Han Wu’s divine realm?”

Xu Hai quickly turned to the screen Su Lan was pointing at. He could see that an intense aura was radiating from the now unsealed gate that led to the Class Civilization’s Doron City.

A horrifying aura rapidly spilled into Han Wu’s divine realm. Amidst the terrifying aura, a pale, slender leg stepped through the gate.