145: Chapter 145 The Berserker Cult and the Bait of the God of Thunder

The double-helix gene tower piercing through heaven and earth was the heart of the God Realm.

If it collapsed due to imbalance, everything Su Chen had painstakingly built would instantly turn into cosmic dust within the dimensional cracks.

His will transformed into an invisible barrier, forcibly suppressing the destructive energy on the brink of going haywire; the flickering doomsday vision in the God Realm's sky was temporarily contained.

But Su Chen's expression did not relax in the slightest.

This was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

He needed light—massive amounts of light-elemental resources sufficient to counter the swallowed abyss energy.

"War, or..."

Su Chen's thoughts swept rapidly across the star map, searching for a suitable target, when a thought surfaced on its own.

Light-elemental energy sources were not limited to Holy Light and the blazing sun.

Order, life, creation... and even the purest faith could similarly be converted into the power driving the golden helix.

For a massive force that had just endured a brutal war and gathered countless vassal races yearning for power and fearing Divine Might, faith was the most accessible and surging resource.

"Stabilize the foundation first, then seek expansion."

Su Chen's will made a decision instantly.

In the next second, his Divine Thought, vast as a sea of stars, enveloped the entire God Realm.

All intelligent life forms attached to the Zerg Swarm—whether the fanatical Kobold, the resilient Gray Dwarves, or other races incorporated during the war—simultaneously felt that supreme majesty in the depths of their Souls.

The divine oracle descended.

"I am Dominator Su Chen, the will of the Zerg Swarm, the end-point of evolution."

"From this day forth, a pantheon shall be established, and religious tenets shall be set."

The grand voice did not pass through the ears but exploded directly within the minds of every living being.

In the square, the vassal races who had just calmed down from their frenzy fell once again into an even more fanatical worship.

The Berserk Rat King Baghdad, a mutated ratman with a body comparable to a giant beast, was prostrate on the ground, his massive head pressed tightly against the cold metal floor.

When the oracle sounded, his massive body trembled violently.

"Baghdad, my minion, you shall be my spokesperson in the mortal realm."

"I bestow upon you the position of Pope and establish the [Berserk Cult]!"

Boom!

A surge of pure Divine Power, mixed with Law fragments of tyranny and slaughter, descended from the heavens and poured unerringly into Baghdad's body.

His muscles instantly bulged, his bones emitted overburdened pops, and beneath his pitch-black fur, golden divine patterns lit up before quickly fading.

Baghdad felt an unprecedented power surging through his body; it was a direct gift from the Dominator he believed in!

"I... I obey the Dominator's oracle!"

He used all his strength to let out a hoarse and ecstatic roar.

"The tenets of the [Berserk Cult] are—"

Su Chen's voice rang out once more, each word carrying an indisputable absolute authority, branded into the Souls of all believers.

"Faith in the Dominator grants power!"

"Slaughter for evolution, without end!"

Simple.

Crude.

Yet it struck right at the core.

For these races struggling at the bottom of the food chain, who held power and survival as the only truths, these sixteen-character tenets held a fatal temptation.

Faith makes you stronger! Slaughter makes you evolve!

Was there any gospel more beautiful than this?

In an instant, a mountain-shaking tide of Power Of Faith rose from every corner of the God Realm, converging into visible golden torrents that surged toward the double-helix tower in the sky.

The golden energy helix representing radiance, upon receiving this injection of new power, suddenly brightened, barely managing to resist the erosion of the black fel energy.

The structure of the energy tower temporarily stabilized.

Having handled this urgent internal affair, Su Chen sank a portion of his consciousness into the deity interaction interface.

Buzz—

Countless information streams and Divine Thought communication requests instantly flooded his vision.

These messages came from various planes, containing probes, solicitations, warnings, and even naked threats.

Su Chen's will swept across them coldly, directly clearing the vast majority of useless information.

His gaze finally rested on a letter marked in red by the System, possessing extremely high priority.

In the sender column was a name that surprised him slightly.

God of Thunder, MacDonald.

The second-generation deity who had lost to him in the God Ascension War and had a powerful Father God standing behind him.

With a slight thought from Su Chen, the letter unfolded.

It was a challenge letter phrased in an extremely arrogant manner.

[Challenge Letter]

"Su Chen! Last time at the God Ascension Tower, it was just your good luck! I didn't even use my full strength! I refuse to accept this!"

"Now, in the name of my Father God, the Great Storm Dominator, I issue a formal God War challenge to you!"

"The wager is the plane coordinates of an 'Ancient Thunder Beast Graveyard'! It contains the skeletons of over ten thousand Ancient Ultralisks! As long as you win, they will all be yours!"

"If you lose, hand over the complete gene sequence of that Golden Behemoth under your command to me!"

At the end of the letter was a projection of MacDonald's arrogant and unbridled face.

"Ancient Thunder Beast Graveyard?"

Su Chen's pupils constricted to the limit in that instant.

This term accurately struck one of his most urgent needs.

His Thunder Beast Legion and its core unit, Nora, although possessing terrifying individual combat capabilities, had always been limited by genetic locks and could not achieve large-scale mass production.

And the key to unlocking them was likely hidden within the genes of those even more ancient kin.

Over ten thousand skeletons of Ancient Ultralisks...

That was not just a massive biological resource, but a key that could completely unlock Nora's genetic shackles and allow the Thunder Beast Legion to truly take shape.

This temptation was so great it was breathtaking.

But...

The flicker of emotion in Su Chen's eyes was quickly covered by a layer of cold rationality.

Too coincidental.

It was so coincidental it felt like a trap specifically tailored for him.

His "Dominator Intuition"—that ultra-high-dimensional logical deduction capability derived from the comprehensive analysis of the Zerg Swarm's billions of information streams—was sounding a sharp alarm.

MacDonald was a spoiled second-generation, impulsive, irritable, and lacking brains.

But the Storm Dominator behind him was a long-established veteran True God.

Would a True God allow his offspring to use such precious strategic resources for a bet made out of spite?

Absolutely impossible.

At this delicate juncture where he had just won the Abyss War, urgently needed rest and recuperation, and faced an energy imbalance crisis, such an almost irresistible gift was delivered.

The intention behind it was as clear as day.

A silent, cold sneer curled at the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

With a slight movement of his Divine Thought, the challenge letter flashing with golden lightning, along with MacDonald's projection, was directly deleted and blacklisted without hesitation.

"Leave him hanging."

"Such a provocation that he didn't even bother to disguise—does he really think he can lure me into his game?"

Su Chen ignored all external communications, his will like a cold sharp knife, stabbing once again into the grand star map of the Abyss Battlefield.

Compared to that full-of-holes overt scheme, he cared more about the demon remnants that had fled into the depths of the Abyss.

Those guys were the real hidden danger.

"Send orders to Zaz."

The cold command was instantly delivered to the mind of the frontline commander-in-chief through an invisible Soul link.

"Main force, set out immediately and continue the advance!"

"Target—the Wall of Sighs!"

Su Chen's gaze locked onto that deep black rift valley on the star map.

According to the Soul memories of captured demons, as long as they broke through that place, they would reach the true resource-rich areas of the Middle Abyss. Those regions contained massive amounts of unexploited Soul Crystals and Energy Veins, enough to support the Zerg Swarm's next stage of frantic expansion.

Several days later.

At the end of the horizon, the black tide surged once more.

The vast main force of the Zerg Swarm, under the cover of the leviathan mothership and Nora's sky-blotting shadow, sailed into a massive canyon named the "Wall of Sighs."

This was the only passage leading to the Middle Abyss.

On both sides of the canyon were black cliffs ten thousand meters high, looking as if they had been split by a giant axe, their surfaces smooth as mirrors and devoid of any vegetation.

Mist that never dissipated all year round rolled within the canyon, swallowing all light and sound; only the monotonous and dense "rustling" of the Zerg Swarm's march echoed in the deathly silence.

Just as the massive Zerg Swarm main force reached the narrowest central area of the canyon.

Buzz—

A strange low hum rang out from all directions without warning.

The surrounding space suddenly became viscous.

All moving objects, whether flying spores or running Zerglings, began to move slowly and sluggishly.

Then, all sound, light, and even the rolling mist became completely still at this moment.

An absolute, suffocating silence enveloped the entire world.

"Space blockade?"

Su Chen's will detected the anomaly immediately.

This was not a simple binding Spell, but a higher-level blockade directly targeting the Law of Space itself.

He looked up.

He saw that the sky above the canyon, originally shrouded in mist, was now clear.

Twenty massive shadows emitting terrifying auras were quietly suspended high in the air, like twenty statues of demon gods suppressing heaven and earth, coldly looking down at the trapped Zerg Swarm below.

Each shadow represented a genuine Demon Demigod!

They came from different demon races and belonged to different abyss lords, yet they had strangely gathered together.

The leading Goat-headed Demon Demigod had purple-black hellfire burning around his body; his voice was cold and grand, and mixed with the Divine Might of twenty demigods, it turned into thunder, exploding within the blocked space.

"Swarm Overlord Su Chen, you are too greedy."

"This place shall be your burial ground."