141: Chapter 141 How come he's so skilled?

"Are you kidding me?" The Lizardman Demigod's voice went shrill as he pointed at the barrier. "You cast the skill, and you can't undo it yourself?"

The Troll Demigod's massive body shrank back as he defended himself: "If I could undo it, my Divine Kingdom's rating wouldn't be stuck at B-rank! You were the ones who said we had to catch him like a turtle in a jar this time and capture him completely! You can't blame me for this!"

The female Bird-woman Demigod shouted irritably: "Stop arguing! It's so annoying! First, have the believers disperse their formation and stall for time until the skill ends!"

"Stall for time, my ass!" The Lizardman Demigod backhanded him with a few punches, slamming them heavily onto the Troll Demigod's head, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. "Get the hell out of here! If the God Lord's consciousness disconnects, this crappy skill should disappear!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!" The Troll Demigod yelled, clutching his head. "Isn't it enough that I leave on my own? Take care of my believers!"

"Fine, get lost quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Troll Demigod's consciousness disconnected. The Troll leader regained consciousness, covered his face, and retreated repeatedly, while the effect of the "Draw a Circle as a Prison" skill dissipated along with it.

The Lizardman Demigod turned his head and roared at the chaotic coalition army behind him: "The Troll race stays behind to cover the retreat! All Lizardmen, break through with full force!"

Gu Han emerged from the ground and overlooked the farce in the distance. He had thought they were planning to "close the door to catch the dog," but it was all for nothing.

He raised his hand and waved it forward.

"Pursue with full force."

The Ant-men army received the God Lord's command and let out a heaven-shaking hiss, forming a black torrent that engulfed the fleeing enemies in the distance.

The Troll race believers had lost their God Lord's command and were already somewhat panicked. Now, pushed to the rear, they immediately met the frontal assault of the Ant-men.

Large numbers of Trolls were harvested. Many Level 7 Trolls were just knocked down and, before they could even crawl up, were completely submerged by the Ant-men surging up behind them.

The Lizardman Demigod watched this scene, his heart filled with horror.

Even in a group fight, his proud Level 8 Lizardman believers would not be afraid, but this couldn't be counted as a group fight at all.

In all directions, there were nothing but bugs—flying in the sky, running on the ground, burrowing in the dirt. They couldn't escape, and they couldn't kill them all.

This feeling was too disgusting; it was like the suffocating sensation of being about to drown.

In mid-air, the Bird-people's situation was even worse. Hidden-Armor Ant-Man kept using stealth to get close, with lightning erupting one after another, electric snakes dancing wildly; those who flew a little slower were caught in the aftermath.

"How unlucky! I'm not playing along anymore! I'm withdrawing first!"

The female Bird-woman Demigod finally broke down. She kept getting electrocuted and had to constantly switch to possessing faster-flying believers. Originally, she had the smallest share in the mining of this nuclear fire crystal vein. She would just treat it as a failed investment; she really didn't want to suffer anymore.

With a flash of white light, the female Bird-woman Demigod also decisively cut the connection.

Having lost their God Lord's command, panic spread rapidly. The remaining Bird-people believers instantly descended into chaos and fled in all directions.

Now, only the Lizardman Demigod was left fighting alone. His Lizardman believers had strong heat resistance and were the main force in mining the nuclear fire crystal vein, so he had received the largest share, and his investment in this operation was also the greatest.

Watching his Advanced believers being worn down bit by bit by Level 1 Ant-men, the Lizardman Demigod finally couldn't hold on anymore.

"Stop, stop! No more fighting!" The Lizardman Demigod shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice piercing through the din of the battlefield. "We'll leave now, and I'll return the entire cave vein to you!"

Gu Han stood on high ground, looking at him expressionlessly.

"It's too late! I gave you a chance just now." Gu Han's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread across the battlefield. "Kill."

The Ant-men's offensive not only did not weaken but became even more ferocious. The Level 8 Lizardmen were surrounded by tens of thousands of Ant-men, fighting desperately.

"Stop chasing!" The Lizardman Demigod was anxious and waved his hands repeatedly. "I mined thirty tons of nuclear fire crystal; I'll give it all back to you! I'll give it all to you!"

"I think there's sixty tons."

Gu Han's response stunned the Lizardman Demigod, who then widened his eyes: "You! I swear I really only took thirty tons! That vein has only been mined for a few days, how could there be sixty tons! As long as you stop chasing, I'll give you the loading card right now!"

Gu Han sighed, his tone conveying a sense of entitlement: "I don't care. Who told you to touch my vein? I say you took sixty tons, so you took sixty tons. If you can't hand it over, I'll slaughter all your believers and then retrieve it myself."

"Ah! Damn it!" The Lizardman Demigod broke down, stomping his feet in frustration. "Are you a bandit? I really don't have that much cargo on me! Even if you slaughter them all, I can't produce sixty tons!"

He watched the believers falling all around him, his heart sinking to the bottom. He really only had thirty tons of nuclear fire crystal, and he wasn't carrying any other valuable loading cards.

This kid was clearly trying to extort him, but he had absolutely no bargaining chips right now.

Could it be that the Advanced believers he brought this time were really going to be completely lost here!

Just as the Lizardman Demigod was about to order a desperate final battle, hoping to take a few down with him, Gu Han spoke again.

"Actually, there is another way."

The Lizardman Demigod looked up abruptly.

"As long as you have the remaining believers surrender, I can give you a Divine Kingdom coordinate." Gu Han said slowly, "You go back, gather enough valuable items, and bring them to trade for your believers to return. However, you must sign a contract with me."

"The content of the contract is very simple: you are not allowed to use this opportunity to invade my Divine Kingdom, nor can you reveal my coordinates."

The Lizardman Demigod's brain was working at high speed.

"Fine! I agree!" The Lizardman Demigod gritted his teeth and agreed.

Gu Han flipped his wrist and pulled out a black stone. This was originally a "Contract Stone" he had specially prepared to control Tang Wuying, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

He beckoned, and a Black-Armored Ant-man picked up the Contract Stone and delivered it to the Lizardman Demigod.

The Lizardman Demigod did not hesitate and pressed the Contract Stone against his forehead. The Contract Stone flashed with a red light and then split into two, one half for each person.

The contract was established. As long as he violated the contract, his Divine Kingdom would be split in two, and he would lose half of his divine source.

"Have them lay down their weapons." Gu Han put away the Contract Stone. "I'll only keep thirty thousand, Level 8 and Level 7 Lizardmen as collateral. You take the others away. I'll kill all those below Level 5."

The Lizardman Demigod's cheek twitched, but he still issued the order.

The remaining thirty thousand Advanced Lizardmen threw down their weapons one after another and prostrated on the ground.

"To prevent them from causing trouble on the way back." Gu Han looked at those massive Lizardmen. "Have them break their own limbs. Once the ransom is paid, you can treat them yourselves when they return."

The Lizardman Demigod nearly bit his teeth to pieces, but looking at the dense army of Ant-men surrounding him, he could only give the order with deep resentment.

A teeth-grinding sound of bone fractures and screams immediately erupted in the canyon. Thirty thousand Advanced Lizardmen forcibly snapped their own limbs and lay on the ground wailing.

Gu Yanxiao was wearing a gas mask, and his whole person felt a bit numb. He really hadn't expected his son to have so many believers, enough to force a Level 8 Demigod to swallow his anger.

Gu Yanxiao swallowed hard, watching his son command the Ant-men to clean up the battlefield and search for the loading cards left on the believers by the other two God Lords.

He... why is he so proficient?