190: Chapter 189 The Left and Right Hooks of the Miasma God

The Milky Way Galaxy was immersed in a tireless, days-long celebration.

Although this was the only pure land left in the universe, and although the surrounding galaxy clusters and superclusters were transforming into flesh and nerves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yet, this great victory was the first one achieved since the struggle against Chu Zhangyang began.

The hundreds of millions of civilizations that survived throughout the universe finally realized that the demon they faced was not invincible.

Although, with mortal bodies, it was impossible to defeat him.

But now, our side also had a deity—a more powerful and benevolent Xingyang God!

While these civilizations celebrated with singing and dancing, they also expressed their devotion to the Xingyang God in their own unique ways.

A few civilizations even began human sacrifices directly.

Beside huge, blazing bonfires, circles of creatures gathered.

They raised their upper limbs and shouted in unison from the depths of their hearts.

"great deity from another universe, the only true god in all universes, Xingyang God!"

"We have selected the noblest among our nobility; the blue smoke after they burn will forever surround you, and their souls after death will forever follow you!"

"We are ignorant and only ask that these noble human sacrifices represent our civilization. We Hope you will accept our offering!"

Above the bonfires, those human sacrifices about to be roasted were shedding tears while still maintaining faces of devotion.

They were not afraid of the impending death by fire.

On the contrary, only those who had been nobles for generations and were patriarchs holding power within their clans could be selected as sacrifices for such an offering to the heavenly god.

In fact, even the current supreme leader of this civilization had been selected among them.

The tears flowing from their eyes were not because of fear or terror, but from heartfelt joy.

As long as they became sacrifices in the highest-level ritual of their civilization, their families and even their descendants would earn the respect of the people.

This was supreme honor.

Moreover, the object of the sacrifice was the Xingyang God, who was about to save the entire universe!

These human sacrifices were all placed on huge wooden platforms.

As the chain wheels turned with a "clack, clack, clack" sound, the platforms slowly lowered.

The tongues of fire from the huge bonfires were already licking at the soles of their feet.

The human sacrifices screamed and shouted in excitement.

Compared to the pain, this supreme honor was what was truly thrilling and overwhelming.

Just then, Tu Kulei walked over and poured a bucket of cold water on this crowd that was reveling.

Literally!

After a long while, he let Xiliu turn off the water flow.

Then, with a sour face, he cursed viciously: "What kind of damn civilization are you? How did a stupid civilization like yours, which is backward, ignorant, and still uses human sacrifice, survive until the interstellar era!"

"Logically, you should have perished completely back in the age of slash-and-burn farming!"

The people of this civilization immediately knelt down in a panic.

Someone carefully explained: "Missionary Officer... this is our... our long-standing tradition."

"If... if the Great Deity Xingyang does not accept human sacrifice, we can just change this tradition!"

Because they devoutly believed in the Xingyang God.

They were naturally respectful and submissive to everyone from the Xingyang Civilization.

However, no one in the joint fleet of the Gospel Army and the Silver Core Civilization relied on the deity's prestige to throw their weight around in the Milky Way Galaxy.

Most of them were quite restrained in their behavior. At most, some people would look for another version of themselves in this parallel universe.

At this moment, Tu Kulei, still fuming, scolded: "Didn't you have time to properly read the 'xingyang divine canon' distributed to you? Are you still engaging in such cruel and ignorant behavior here?"

"Back then, when the Dongshan people on Blue Star were preparing to burn someone who questioned the deity to death, the great deity stopped them."

"Don't you understand the deity's benevolence yet? Or are you just trying to use the excuse of serving the deity to unleash your cruel and bloodthirsty nature!"

Everyone in this civilization that was about to sacrifice living people was so scared they remained silent; no one dared to contradict him by a single word.

They were just so scared they kept kowtowing like pounding garlic.

They kept begging for mercy: "We were wrong, we will definitely never use human sacrifice again. We beg for the Missionary Officer's forgiveness. We beg for the Great Deity Xingyang's mercy."

Tu Kulei then turned and left hatefully.

Xiliu grinned and joked: "Hahaha, these people look a lot like the kebabs that people from Blue Star and Earth love to eat; maybe they would be delicious if roasted."

The others on the "divine might" were also busy with their own affairs.

Hope followed behind Yu Lan, tallying all the military forces currently capable of combat throughout the entire "Milky Way Galaxy."

Relying on her incomparably powerful computing ability, she spoke slowly after a while: "Including fugitives and the original local civilizations, there are over 300 million in total. The total number of warships currently capable of combat is less than 900 million!"

Hearing this, Yu Lan was extremely surprised: "So few? On average, that's less than three ships per civilization!"

Hope nodded: "Yes, the warships the fugitives traveled in were destroyed by the Zhangyang Civilization long ago during their journey. There are also many civilizations where only a few people, or even just one person, arrived here drifting in superluminal civilian spacecraft."

"Oh, that's true. For example, Earth only has one remaining warship and 38 people, and it's still counted as a civilization here. There must be many that are even more miserable than Earth."

Yu Lan realized suddenly, then grinned and said: "What am I thinking? No matter how many warships there are, in terms of quantity, they are just a drop in the ocean compared to the Zhangyang Civilization that occupies almost the entire universe."

"In this war, mortals have been sidelined. In the end, it will still be our Great Deity Xingyang who uses the supreme power of a deity to destroy Chu Zhangyang!"

Hope, opposite her, blinked a few times and said faintly: "The Sun God encountered this time is different from any you have seen before. I have been observing the entire universe."

"Now it can be said that this god not only has divine power but also possesses a body transformed from the entire universe."

"Its strength cannot be mentioned in the same breath as Lieyang or Riyang."

Yu Lan looked disdainful: "Tch, why are you the same as Xiliu? You mechanical lifeforms only know how to look at simple values, but you can't understand what is truly great about the Xingyang God."

Just as Hope was about to speak, Luo Ningning shouted from not far away in a spoiled manner: "Oh my, vice captain and Hope, how do you two still have the mood to chat? Hurry up and help our logistics department distribute food."

It turned out that after Chu Xingyang turned those nearly 100 million Zhangyang God warships into planet-sized iron spheres.

He pulled them back to the Milky Way Galaxy.

Then, he used the ability of Matter Conversion to turn them into food and distributed it to these civilizations that were surrounded.

Although the civilizations that managed to escape all possessed quite advanced technology.

And could fully utilize all the resources within the Milky Way Galaxy.

But there were far too many civilizations that had swarmed and fled here, and soon conflicts arose over resource allocation with the native civilizations within the galaxy.

Fortunately, first, the Resistance Army, with Lin Han in charge, mediated in the middle; and second, with an external enemy present, the entire universe was in imminent danger.

Under the shared hatred of the enemy, the civilizations did not erupt into a major war.

But as time passed and resources were gradually consumed.

Most of these creatures could only receive the minimum supply barely enough to sustain life.

Many creatures had become so thin they lost their original appearance.

Only then did Chu Xingyang think of using Matter Conversion to let them have a full meal.

While everyone was incomparably grateful, the representatives they sent came like a tide to collect their share.

This kept Luo Ningning, who was in charge of logistics, extremely busy.

The mountain of allocation lists made her scalp tingle.

Chu Xingyang stood to the side, thinking expressionlessly: Perhaps I cannot save you, and I cannot save this universe. But at least I Hope you can be well-fed and clothed before you die.

Just at this moment, the entire Milky Way Galaxy trembled slightly, and some civilization shouted: "Gravitational disturbance! What is going on?"

Chu Xingyang gazed outside the Milky Way Galaxy and said faintly to everyone on the "divine might": "Everyone, pay attention; Chu Zhangyang's left and right hooks are coming!"