155: Chapter 155 The Perfection of the Thunder Godhood and an Attempt at Quadruple Fusion

His fist slowly unclenched, but the violent power he had plundered did not settle down along with the calming of his thoughts.

Quite the opposite.

Like a torrent finding an outlet, they surged wildly through every meridian and every inch of his divine bones, roaring and rushing.

It was an unprecedented sense of saturation.

A terrifying, swelling pain of power overflowing to the point of nearly bursting his physical shell.

The core of the Divine Domain.

The deepest part of the mother nest heart.

There was no light here, only countless thick biomass blood vessels pulsing slowly against the translucent hive walls, emitting a low, vibrant rhythmic thrum. Each beat pumped massive amounts of energy into this Divine Domain.

Su Chen sat cross-legged, floating in the very center of this biomass heart.

His body was the only light source at this moment.

Four distinct ribbons of light, each radiating terrifying Law fluctuations, were slowly circling his body.

One was an overbearingly peerless purple lightning.

Electric arcs jumped and crackled incessantly across the surface of the light ribbon, emitting sharp snaps, while the air was thick with the scent of ozone. This was MacDonald's divine portfolio Origin; after being devoured and purified by the Zerg Divine Domain, it had already reached the Realm of Perfection that the Laws of this world could contain.

One was a cyan gale that could cut through all things.

It was silent and invisible, yet sharper than any blade. As the light ribbon flowed, even space itself was pulled into subtle ripples.

One was a blue rainstorm as heavy as a mountain.

Every speck of light contained the weight of a lake, carrying a destructive Concept that threatened to crush and submerge the entire continent.

The final one was a viscous, eerie dark-green calamity.

It lacked the violence of lightning, the speed of wind, and the weight of rain. It simply flowed quietly, and wherever the light ribbon passed, even the purest energy particles were stained with a layer of decaying, withered Death Qi. Venom, Plague, and withering—the natural enemies of all life.

Four types of divine portfolios.

Lightning, wind, and rain—these three originally belonged to the authority of the sky and nature, possessing a natural affinity for one another.

Calamity, however, was the antithesis of all order, the terminator of life.

"Lightning triggers storms, storms carry torrential rain, rain washes the earth, and then Plagues and disasters breed in the dampness..."

Su Chen's consciousness, like a high-precision biological computer, completed billions of deductions in an instant.

A thought emerged from the depths of his Soul.

A crazy Concept sufficient to make any demigod tremble.

"What if... I fused them all into one?"

"To create... a composite divine portfolio that only exists in ancient myths..."

"Natural Disaster!"

The moment this word was uttered, the pulsing of the entire mother nest heart came to a standstill.

The four light ribbons of Law surrounding him also sensed the Dominator's will and began to agitate violently.

In the logic of the Zerg Overlord, there was no "not daring," only "can or cannot."

Risk was merely a variable that needed to be calculated and controlled.

"Fusion!"

Without the slightest hesitation.

Su Chen's will transformed into an invisible giant hand, roughly grabbing those four fiercely resisting light ribbons of Law and forcing them to collide toward a central point!

An instant.

Just a single instant.

Boom—!

There was no sound.

This was a massive explosion occurring at the level of Law, its terrifying energy shock acting directly upon Su Chen's godhead Origin and demigod body!

Crack... Crackle...

The sound of fine cracking echoed from the deepest part of his body.

That tempered, indestructible quasi-godhead, which had already reached the limit of a Ninth-Turn Demigod, actually developed a visible crack on its mirror-smooth surface!

Then came a second, and a third!

A destructive storm of power poured out along the fissures of the godhead, raging wildly within his divine body!

Pfft!

Su Chen's body jolted violently.

On the surface of his skin, which was comparable to divine gold, hideous cracks appeared out of nowhere, making him look like a piece of porcelain that had been shattered and then barely pieced back together.

Golden divine blood no longer just dripped; it erupted from those widening cracks, burning into golden flames in mid-air before quickly extinguishing.

Agony.

A terrifying pain that transcended the boundaries of flesh and Soul descended abruptly.

It wasn't the cutting of knives or the burning of fire.

It was a fundamental pain of one's very "existence" being torn apart and erased.

[Warning! Warning! Divine body strength is severely insufficient! Law rejection reaction has reached the critical threshold!]

[Warning! Detected that the godhead Origin is fracturing! Forced Fusion will lead to the total collapse of the godhead and a drop in divine rank!]

Lines of crimson, eye-piercing System warnings flashed frantically in his consciousness, carrying an unprecedented sense of urgency and danger.

Su Chen let out a muffled groan of pain.

His will, however, remained as cold as iron.

In the final instant before the godhead completely shattered, he decisively severed the forced link between the Laws.

Buzz...

The invisible giant hand suddenly let go.

The four light ribbons of Law, like startled birds, instantly sprang apart and retreated to their original positions, their light dimming as if they had been severely wounded.

The energy storm that had been tearing everything apart also subsided.

Huff...

Huff...

Su Chen panted heavily, every breath pulling at the cracks all over his body and drawing out more golden divine blood.

He looked down at his battered and broken body.

Under the powerful effect of the Zerg gene "Hyper-Regeneration," those hideous gashes were writhing and healing at a visible speed. His shattered divine bones crackled as they reconnected under the nourishment of Divine Power.

A trace of palpitations finally rose from the depths of his cold Soul.

"Was it still too forced?"

He did not feel frustrated by the failure; he simply analyzed the data calmly.

"The divine body of an Eighth-Turn Demigod is essentially still an aggregation of flesh and energy. It simply cannot carry the qualitative change of Laws that occurs when a composite authority like 'Natural Disaster' is born."

"To truly fuse them into one, my 'vessel' must be upgraded first."

"Ascend to the Ninth-Turn, or even... ignite the divine fire and use the body of a True God to carry this supreme authority of destruction!"

It was a failure, but not without gain.

He had verified the feasibility of this path and precisely identified where the problem lay.

For the Zerg Overlord, as long as the problem was clear and resources were sufficient, everything was just a matter of time.

Evolution has no upper limit.

His body's injuries recovered completely within a few breaths, as if the scene of near-collapse just now had never happened.

Su Chen turned his head.

His gaze fell upon the mountain of spoils piled in a corner of the mother nest heart.

That was the entire fortune of MacDonald, the God of Thunder, which had been swept clean from his private treasury by the Zerg Swarm.

At the top were various Ores and crystals shimmering with lightning, as well as some divine organs from thunder beasts; these were all Advanced Materials that could be directly absorbed and utilized by the Zerg.

Below those was a large pile of miscellaneous items.

Demon-type semi-Divine Artifacts with hideous shapes emitting the scent of sulfur.

Ancient scrolls sealed with powerful magic that were completely incompatible with Su Chen's System.

And a large number of corpses of divine creatures with mixed attributes—useless to consume, yet a pity to discard.

"Clutter."

Su Chen gave his evaluation.

"Leaving them here will only take up storage space in the Hive. Better to exchange them all for the purest thing."

Divine Power.

He stood up, every movement of his body filled with an explosive sense of power.

"I'll take a trip to the City of Deities."

"And dispose of all this useless junk."

A clear thought took shape in his mind.

"And then..."

"Use the exchanged Divine Power to make full preparations for the upcoming 'Genetic Ascension'!"

The moment his voice fell, the space in front of him distorted slightly.

With a flash of light, Su Chen's figure disappeared from the mother nest heart.

After he left, this vast Divine Domain continued to operate efficiently and coldly.

In the new territory that had just been spliced on, thousands of ugly and hideous Larvae hatcheries were pulsing incessantly like giant hearts.

Ten million newly infected and transformed Orc believers worked tirelessly with fanatical eyes.

They mined Ore veins, modified ley lines, and constructed creep.

Every pious prayer and every instance of fanatical labor they performed turned into wisps of invisible Power Of Faith, merging into the sky of the Divine Domain and finally flowing toward the supreme Dominator.

All of this would become the fuel for Su Chen to break through to the True God Realm.

An endless stream.

Never-ending.