The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

The train passed through numerous wormholes before finally stopping at the penultimate station. The final station, situated at the border of the Angel Civilization and the Demon Civilization, was inaccessible due to the ongoing Holy War. Thus, Han Wu had no choice but to disembark and purchase flying transport to head to the final station.

For his safety, he sent his Life Infusion Avatar for this mission. The avatar wasn’t strong, but was fairly covert. Moreover, it was only a High Lord life form. Even if it died in the Holy War, it wouldn’t be a great loss for Han Wu.

Once at the final station, Han Wu summoned another avatar from his divine realm to man the station, functionally creating a respawn point.

With his preparation complete, the Life Infusion Avatar headed for the battlefield. Chaos shrouded the war zone. Explosions rang out constantly. Myriad tech, magic, and monsters flooded the area, a myriad of elemental energy surging through them.

Han Wu barely made it a few steps before a life form cloaked in demonic energy attacked him. Unwilling to take things lying down, Han Wu retaliated, though it took him a while to kill the life form.

It appeared the life form was a minor leader of the demons in this area of conflict. When it died, a group of harpies from the angel faction doubled down on their assault, chasing away the lingering minor demons on the battlefront.

The bombardment only stopped once the demon faction had all fled. A superior of the harpies glided toward Han Wu. Sensing the powerful presence of darkness from Han Wu, he sneered.

“You filthy beast. Get out of here, or die like that shitty demon.”

Han Wu frowned. If he hadn’t killed that life form, the harpies wouldn’t have been able to dominate this particular front. However, the harpies not only didn’t thank him for his assistance, but were even trying to chase him away. It was preposterous!

Another harpy appeared at the superior’s side, scoffing. “Boss, why are you talking with that filthy beast? Just kill it.”

The superior glared it into silence. He had actually planned to do so, but was wary of Han Wu’s strength, having seen him kill the minor leader of the opposing faction.

Uncertain if he could win, he naturally chose to play it safe.

“I will warn you once more. Leave, or we will be forced to act.”

Han Wu chuckled. “I won’t leave. Come at me.”

“You—” The harpy superior growled but held back from reckless action.

The harpy beside the superior, on the other hand, fell for Han Wu’s taunts. Charging forward, it snarled, “You filthy dark beast, you’re courting—”

Before it could finish its sentence, Han Wu suddenly appeared behind it using Spectral Dash. He swung his weapon, and a massive cross-shaped slash filled with Dark Energy cut through the harpy.

The harpy fell into a pool of its own blood and died.

Han Wu had killed a harpy directly in front of his superior!

The superior was stunned. Han Wu was much stronger than he had anticipated.

Taking several steps back, he flapped his wings to escape when Han Wu suddenly disappeared.

Han Wu’s cold voice came from beside him. “Listen to me if you don’t want to die.”

A cold presence pierced through the superior’s armor, touching the skin of his back where his heart was. The threat was clear.

Torn between life and loyalty, the harpy superior chose to live. “I’ll do what you say. Don’t kill me.”

“I’ll ask the questions, and you will answer me. Have you heard of Night Terror?”

Night Terror was the name of Xu Hai’s friend in the Demon Civilization. The harpy superior shuddered when he heard the name.

“I don’t know...” he whispered.

Unfortunately, his involuntary reaction had already given him away.

“Maybe you weren’t aware, but I don’t like liars. In fact, I usually cut off the tongues of liars, spread honey across their bodies, and let the ants do their work...” Han Wu threatened, fingers gesturing as if slicing flesh from the superior’s body.

At that moment, Han Wu’s finger appeared like a sharp blade to the superior, ready to cut him open at any time. Frightened, he quickly backtracked. “I remember now. I know who Night Terror is.”

“Speak.”

“Night Terror is the Vice Commander of the Third Legion in the Demon Civilization.”

“Where is he now?”

“I don’t know...”

Han Wu dug his finger one centimeter into the harpy superior’s skin. The intense pain forewarned imminent death.

“I’ll talk! Night Terror’s battalion should be on the sixth battlefront, but I’m not sure if he’ll be there! That’s all I know, please believe me!”

Han Wu didn’t know where that battlefront was. Furthermore, the superior’s attempted deceptions were such that Han Wu couldn’t simply believe him.

“Draw me a map and list down all of the battlefronts that you know of,” Han Wu ordered.

“I don’t know. I really don’t know—”

Han Wu grabbed a sword and raised it to the harpy’s neck. The harpy superior immediately changed his tone.

“I’ll draw it, I’ll draw it now. I’ll do it fast. Please give me a pen and paper...”

Han Wu ripped a piece of cloth from the dead harpy’s body and tossed it to the superior.

“I need a pen...” the superior requested, a defeated look in his eyes.

“Use your own blood to draw it.”

The harpy superior was on the verge of a breakdown, but under the threat of death, he gathered himself, biting his talons before drawing a map with his own blood. He marked out the different conflict zones and noted down the location of the sixth battlefront.

By the time he finished, his face was pale from blood loss.

“I’ve told you everything I know and drew the map. Please let me go,” he begged weakly.

Han Wu waved his hand to dismiss him. The moment the harpy superior turned around, Han Wu stabbed him from behind, skewering his heart and piercing through the front of his chest.

“You—Despicable...You said you would let me go...” he cursed at Han Wu’s betrayal.

Han Wu scoffed. “I let you go, but I never said I wouldn’t kill you.”

“You—” The harpy superior clutched his chest, bleeding anger and blood.

Ignoring the dying harpy, Han Wu flew off. He wanted to get another map to verify the harpy superior’s drawing.