394: Thirty gods? Have we stirred up the gods' lair?!

The familiar sensation of weightlessness, accompanied by that stale smell of blood, hit him. Before his heels even touched the ground, Su Mo felt that something was wrong.

Very wrong.

The last time he came here, this so-called Godforsaken Land, while desolate, was at least spacious.

Apart from that pretentious Slave God and that pile of giant skeletons that could only go 'aba aba', the rest was just sand filling the sky.

But this time...

"Holy crap?"

As soon as Su Mo steadied himself, that classic expletive slipped right out of his throat.

He saw that the bone throne, which had originally stood alone at the edge of the wilderness, was now arranged in a dense circle, as if they were being sold wholesale.

Thirty of them in total!

On each throne sat a dark giant, a thousand meters tall, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

They had no facial features; their faces were just a swirling vortex of black, and thirty pairs of eyes, condensed from pure power of rules, were all fixed squarely on Su Mo.

The scene was like stumbling into a meeting of the council of elders in the land of giants, and Su Mo was the ant that had foolishly wandered in.

[Ding! Third-turn trial quest initiated!]

[Current Difficulty: Abyss - Purgatory Level!]

[Quest Objective: Twilight of the Gods!]

[Description: Those Slave Gods imprisoned by the Abyss have long been filled with jealousy and hatred for the living. Defeat these thirty "Servants of God" and survive!]

[Note: This is your final battle to cross the boundary between mortal and deity. Either become a god, or... become a pile of withered bones beneath these thrones!]

"Thirty..."

Su Mo twitched the corner of his mouth and rubbed his temples, feeling a toothache.

"Last time, just one nearly wiped out my six-million HP bar, and this time there are thirty? System, did you hit menopause? You just don't like me, right?"

Su Mo complained, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He knew the nature of these big guys too well; if they could fight, they wouldn't waste time talking, and they certainly didn't play fair.

Sure enough.

Almost the instant the system prompt finished.

"ROAR——!!!"

Thirty giants let out a roar that shattered eardrums simultaneously.

They lifted their mountain-sized palms at the same time and slammed them down hard towards the tiny human!

Thirty streaks of pitch-black power of rules transformed into thirty giant handprints that blotted out the sky, sealing the space above Su Mo completely, not letting a single ray of light through.

This was saturation bombing!

"Comparing numbers?"

Looking at the black mass of palms crashing down, Su Mo violently tore open his shirt collar, revealing his toned chest. He raised his right hand high above his head, and in his palm, the pitch-black vortex connecting to the Underworld dimension exploded open!

"Little ones! Come out and greet the guests!"

"Let these unsophisticated bumpkins see what... real organized crime is!"

BOOM——!

The gates of the Underworld swung wide open!

"RAWWR——!!!"

A dragon roar, more resonant and ferocious than all thirty giants combined, was the first to tear through the darkness.

The pressure of the Demon Dragon Emperor swept out like a tsunami!

Saphiron's bone wings, vast enough to cover half the battlefield, snapped open. He was no longer the timid skeleton he had been before.

Thanks to Su Mo's reckless expenditure of resources to feed him, phantom flesh had grown over his dark golden bones, and he burned with ghostly blue soul fire, his level forcefully pushed back to his peak state of LV98!

He was like a heavy bomber, smashing straight through the three leading handprints!

Immediately after.

"THUD! THUD! THUD!"

The earth groaned.

A giant beast, covered in pitch-black dorsal fins and flashing with nuclear blue light on its chest, charged out with an arrogant stride.

Godzilla!

This guy had been eating too well lately; its size had ballooned again. With a flick of its thick tail, it smashed a nearby bone mountain into dust.

It opened its massive maw, and that familiar, all-destroying Atomic Breath instantly lit up the dim sky!

ZZZT——!

The blue beam of light swept across, and the shields of rules just condensed by two giants were burned through on the spot as if they were made of paper!

Next came Antonidas, the Absolute...

Of course, the most dazzling one was still the Abyssal Witch, who had only just "parted ways" with Su Mo not long ago.

"A bunch of ugly monsters, daring to reach out to my master?"

Elysia, with her bare jade feet, hovered in mid-air.

She had changed into a more magnificent, and "fabric-saving" purple robe. At the tip of the staff in her hand, an Abyssal Magic Core was pulsing frantically.

A level 96 Abyssal Mage, firing at full capacity!

"Abyss: Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Souls!"

With her delicate shout, countless purple-black demonic shadows rushed out from behind her, like a pack of hungry wolves, pouncing on those high-and-mighty giants.

In an instant, the entire Godforsaken Land descended into utter chaos.

A certain-death situation, in the face of Su Mo's luxurious "All-Villain" team, was forcefully turned into an evenly matched melee.

Su Mo wasn't idle either.

He brandished that [abyss: the end of the demon dragon emperor], which had just been reinforced to +5 and was exuding a terrifying aura, and directly activated his Half-Dragon form.

"Power of the Underworld! Augment!"

"Armament Haki - Flowing Sakura! Coat!"

"Die... for me!"

Su Mo's dragon wings flapped, and he transformed into a streak of black lightning, instantly appearing behind a giant's head.

This reinforced long blade had a slender and hideous body, and the demon dragon eyeball embedded in the hilt was still rolling around.

"Pfft!"

Hand rose, blade fell.

Without any resistance, the giant's head, which was as hard as divine iron, was severed by Su Mo as if it were tofu!

[Trait Triggered: Abyssal Slash - World Destruction!]

[Forcibly deplete 20% of the target's maximum HP!]

The giant didn't even have time to scream before its massive body disintegrated in mid-air, turning into black sand filling the sky.

"Refreshing!"

Su Mo licked the black blood splattered on the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of bloodthirsty excitement.

The feel of this blade was just so damn satisfying!

With the five overlord-class heavy hitters absorbing damage in the front, Su Mo was like a grim reaper wandering the edge of the battlefield, specifically targeting those giants with low health for finishing blows.

One slash, one little friend down.

Ten minutes.

Just ten minutes.

Those thirty aggressive "Servants of God" who wanted to flatten Su Mo into meat paste had already fallen by more than half.

The remaining dozen or so were also missing arms and legs, being rubbed into the ground by Godzilla and Saphiron.

"This is what you call a god?"

Su Mo stomped and crushed a giant eyeball, shouldering his long blade, looking at the few remaining giants with disdain.

"With just this much ability, you want to block my path?"

"I think you guys should stop calling yourselves Servants of God and rename yourselves 'Fortune Boys' instead."

Just as Su Mo was preparing to finish them off in one go and send these guys back home, a sudden change occurred.

"Hummm——"

The remaining twelve giants suddenly stopped struggling.

On their previously expressionless vortex faces, they revealed the exact same expression, which was extremely eerie.

Mockery.

That's right, mockery.

That gaze, like looking at dead people, made the hair on Su Mo's body stand on end instantly.

"Something's wrong!"

Su Mo retreated violently, "Little ones! Retreat!"

But it was too late.

"With our flesh and blood... we sacrifice..."

"Welcome... the arrival of the True God!"

The twelve giants spoke simultaneously, their voices overlapping as if they were a curse from the deepest depths of hell.

The next second.

Their bodies suddenly exploded!

It wasn't an explosion from being killed, but an active, complete self-destruction!

Before the black flesh and blood could fall to the ground, it was as if attracted by some powerful magnet, crazily converging towards the largest bone throne in the center.

RUMBLE——!

A pillar of black light shooting straight into the sky erupted from that throne.

The entire dungeon space began to tremble violently. It wasn't just a simple vibration; the structure of space was collapsing, as if something too massive to be contained was forcing its way in.

A terrifying pressure that made Su Mo's soul ache spread from the center of the light pillar.

It wasn't a stacking of quantity.

It was... a qualitative change.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Elysia's expression changed. As the highest-level mage present, her perception of that power was the keenest.

"That is not a servant..."

"That is... true divinity!"

The light pillar dispersed.

The spot where those twelve giants had been was now empty.

It had turned into a figure only about two meters tall, with a build no different from a normal human.

But standing there, he was more towering and despair-inducing than all thirty giants combined.

His entire body was encased in a layer of grey armor that was neither gold nor iron, and a broken divine ring floated behind him.

His face still lacked features.

There was only one upright, scarlet eye that occupied the entire face.

[Warning! Warning!]

["Unspeakable" fusion reaction detected!]

[Final Trial BOSS has been generated——]

[Name: God-Sin: Aggregate (True God)]

[Level: LV100!]

[Description: A monster forcibly fused from the resentment and rule fragments of thirty fallen Slave Gods. Although it lacks a divine status, it possesses "True God Power" sufficient to crush all mortals. Before it, Level 99 is also an ant.]

Level 100!

True God!

Su Mo stared at the red name, his fingers gripping the hilt turning white from excessive force.

In this game world, Level 99 and Level 100 were only one level apart.

But it was a chasm.

It was the absolute gap between demigods and True Gods, between mortal objects and rules!

"Interesting..."

Su Mo looked at the monster, which was slowly opening its scarlet single eye and looking down at them with the gaze of looking at trash.

The corner of his mouth curled up once again.

"Level 100?"

"Perfect."

"My blade just finished its consecration, and I was worrying about where to test its edge."

"Little ones! Bring out all your trump cards for me!"

"Today... we slay a god!"