The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

“Impossible! How are you that strong?” Wei En was stunned. Han Wu’s power was at least ten times greater than what he had ever shown before.

One of the girls possessed a Skill that allowed her to inspect her foes. She checked Han Wu’s stats and exclaimed, “All of his stats have exceeded 1,000 points!”

“What? 1,000 points?!” Wei En’s eyes widened in disbelief. Even after ascending into a Demigod here, her own stats had only reached about 500 at best. How could Han Wu’s reach double that?

Numerically, 1,000 was twice as much as 500, but the power gap was far wider. A person with 1,000 points in their stats wasn’t merely twice as strong. The difference was exponential.

Wei En had to take a few seconds to process the information before realization struck. “You! I see now! You ascended into a perfect Demigod!”

Becoming a perfect Demigod required ten Divine Essence, but each new unit demanded exponentially more energy than the last. In reality, gathering ten meant collecting twenty. When converted to Faith Points, twenty Divine Essence amounted to 20 quadrillion Faith Points. The figure was astronomical!

Wei En was at a loss as she couldn’t understand how Han Wu had managed to gather so many believers and accumulate such an immense number of Faith points.

Naturally, Han Wu had his own methods. The mine’s slaves and Rivertown’s residents numbered at most a few hundred thousand, yet their devotion to him was absolute.

Nearly all of them were classified as Devotees, and about one in ten possessed faith so pure that they were Zealots. Their belief generated Faith Points hundreds or even tens of thousands of times greater than those produced by ordinary Believers. That purity of faith allowed Han Wu to gather immense Faith Points in a short time and convert them into Divine Essence.

His full power as a perfect Demigod caught Wei En and her followers completely off guard.

“President Wei, his Willpower exceeds 1,000 points!” the girl cried. “The Seduction Array won’t affect him. We need to retreat!”

Wei En couldn’t bear the humiliation she suffered this time. She had always been a proud woman who saw men as her slaves and playthings. They were tools to be used and discarded once they had served their purpose. Yet Han Wu had already defeated her several times in the game, and each loss gnawed at her. Her pride refused to accept defeat.

“You can all leave first. I’ll defeat him today, no matter what!” Wei En declared.

The purple markings across her skin deepened as her envy flared. Jealousy knew no limits, and Wei En fed on it, drawing power from the emotions that consumed her. In this state, all of her stats rose slowly, her movements quickened, and each strike landed with greater force.

Han Wu maintained his transformation, gripping Ju Que within his Swordwind Arms, while his Dragon Claws wielded Everchange. His 5-Star God Abyss set protected his entire body, and the 6-Star God Iron Wall floated in the air and intercepted Wei En’s attacks.

Wei En’s relentless blows crashed against Iron Wall, yet not even a tiny dent appeared on its surface. The girls shuddered at the sight of its impenetrable defense. With such powerful God equipment, Han Wu was essentially invincible right now. More importantly, he still wielded two devastating God weapons. How could Wei En win?

Han Wu tracked Wei En’s movements as she streaked across the battlefield, but her speed kept rising until even his eyes struggled to follow her. Hitting her now would be nearly impossible.

Utilizing his rich battle experience, he devised a new approach. Instead of aiming directly for her, he would unleash a wide-area attack. This was a proven strategy against faster opponents.

Han Wu recalled an old saying, When resources are scarce, one must strike with precision, but when resources abound, overwhelming force prevails.

With every stat at 1,000, he could afford to go all out. Even in his True Demon King Transformation state, he could maintain full power for the entire five minutes.

Han Wu poured vast amounts of energy into his two God weapons. Ju Que blazed with unstoppable power as it expanded into a 100-meter-long giant sword capable of obliterating anything in its path.

Wei En darted away with startling speed and shouted, “Don’t even think about hitting me.”

Han Wu only chuckled. He channeled many Divine Points into Everchange and drove it into the ground. Numerous whips burst out from the earth like sprouting vines and spread across the battlefield.

Wei En stumbled for a split second, and one whip coiled around her legs, halting her momentum. Han Wu seized the opening and swung Ju Que with incredible speed. The earth trembled under the blow, and a huge ravine split open where Wei En had been standing.

Unexpectedly, Wei En had already fallen back to her club members’ side. For a heartbeat, the girls assumed that she had escaped the strike and were ready to cheer, only to realize the truth. One of Wei En’s legs was missing, and blood was pouring from the wound. She had failed to completely avoid the devastating blow.

“President Wei, let’s run for now,” one of the girls urged. “We can come back stronger and defeat him.”

Another tried to shame Han Wu. “How dare you bully girls and the weak? What kind of man—”

Han Wu swung Ju Que and cleaved her in two. Before her clone disappeared, he summoned Void Jaw and devoured it. Even a Demigod’s clone was a nourishing meal for a perfect Demigod like him.

The others froze in horror. Then panic set in. They no longer waited for Wei En’s orders and scattered in every direction. They abandoned their bonds, their mission, and even their club president in their desperate scramble for survival. They feared Han Wu would attack them if they moved slowly. None wanted to die devoured by that hideous jaw.

Wei En stood stunned as realization sank in: she had been abandoned.

Han Wu wouldn’t let them escape so easily. He controlled Everchange and shaped it into a whip with numerous tendrils to capture them.

Of the eleven girls left, he managed to capture ten because the last one escaped the whip’s reach. The captured girls shed their esteemed image as members of the Saintess Club and begged for their lives.

“Junior Han, I am your senior! We should be helping each other instead. Let me down!”

“Junior Han, please—spare me! I will give you anything.”

A few still tried to sound defiant.

“Han Wu, you’d better think twice before offending me! This is just a game. Even if you kill my clone, my true body will remain intact. I am a third-year student, and I will get you even if you are a first-year valedictorian once we return to the college!”

Han Wu ignored the pleas and threats and killed them outright. He repeated the process, using Void Jaw to devour their clones before they disappeared. The clones dissolved into nutrients, which Han Wu absorbed as energy.

Wei En stood alone amid the carnage, watching as all ten of her followers fell. The purple veins crawling across her face deepened, and a twisted smile bloomed on her lips. “Good. Those who betray me deserve death!”

Han Wu leveled his gaze at her. “It’s your turn to die now, Senior Wei!”

He tightened his grip on Ju Que and struck downward, unleashing a devastating wind blade.