Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 217 - 219: The Revival of the Ancient God

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"It's not a treasure, it's a rank." Qin Muye figured out the reason immediately.

"Well, everyone's grown from a tree, the origin of this world is really interesting."

"The Elf God is gone, alas, I promised to protect him, and yet there he died right before my eyes, which really breaks my heart." Qin Muye looked at the dying Elf God with a pained expression.

"How's the situation in the other Lords' territories?" Qin Muye was actually quite curious about how the other Lords were countering the tentacles of this race's mother.

"The breeding of life?"

"It seems there's a corresponding treasure, these Lords really have a considerable foundation." Black Hand transmitted the information through the Magic Network.

"To tell the truth, I'm quite reluctant to leave, although these Lords are competing both openly and secretly, they haven't done so overtly." Qin Muye felt that although they didn't mesh well, at least they didn't stab each other in the back when they needed to be united.

"If it continues to increase like this, won't it be fully resurrected in just a couple of days?" Qin Muye looked at the erosion level, saying that 'erosion level' was no longer fitting, it could completely be called 'resurrection level' now.

[True Dragon Emperor: The situation isn't optimistic, parting on good terms, if fate allows, see you another day]

100% Erosion Level...

90% Erosion Level, tumors fell to the ground, moving with breath-like surprises.

95% Erosion Level, inside the tumors, various races were hatching, new ones, normal ones, out of place with the overall environment.

Of course, that's for now, if the erosion level continues to rise, it might not stay that way.

The remaining few also spoke up at this time, there was no need for harsh words now, being from the same world and holding no grudges, it was nothing more than a matter of interests.

They should at least wait until they received their rewards to say such things.

After all, he is an Elf God, right?

Points, after all, are a universal thing, the more the better, and Qin Muye was also farming them, though not as quickly as others because he was passing directly through with his Floating City, ranging from Ancient God followers to minions and even relics, the points varied.

Seeing this, Qin Muye also conducted a dissection in tears for an hour, only to find there was no value left.

It's a pity he couldn't catch up. The True Dragon Emperor also realized this and naturally was determined to win, his points were rising too fast.

Even the True Dragon Emperor, who had been trying to recruit him, gave up on making an offer, because the Server Transfer Token is random, and the chances that it would put him and Qin Muye on the same server in such a big world was too small, so naturally, he abandoned the idea.

In the chat channel, the True Dragon Emperor suddenly sent out this message, which made Qin Muye feel a bit strange.

In the territories of the Lords, there weren't any tentacles from the race's mother at all, it was more like they had already been cleared out.

It was covered with huge tumors, bearing a massive life force and resembling the power of the Ancient God to an extraordinary extent.

The erosion level reached 85%, and giant trees began to grow one by one, which from afar indeed looked just like trees, but on closer observation, seemed more like huge branches and leaves grown from the tentacles.

Qin Muye checked, most of it was intelligence brought back by the Spirit Monsters who had evacuated.

Qin Muye commented, but his expression was actually very grave.

Qin Muye was envious, but unfortunately, he didn't have the conditions to compete, otherwise he would have competed as well. His own abilities and those of the seasoned Lords ranked on the leaderboard differed quite a bit, not just in terms of the territory, but also in the heroes and troops under their command.

Qin Muye was also chatting intermittently in the chat channel. It could be said that today was the liveliest it had been since the chat channel was opened, even busier than during the great battle of the six servers, even though there are only six Lords.

Qin Muye led a specialized troop force, with a minimum requirement of fighting ten to one.

If the entire Magic Continent could be considered the mother of races, then the territories of the Lords had been granted sovereignty by "Lord Era," meaning these lands now belonged to the Lords, not the original mother of races.

Now that there were no conflicts of interest, naturally, some pleasant words followed.

The remaining demon-subduing scholars and Wang Junzi were also desperately accumulating Points. Who wouldn't be envious of such powerful bloodlines?

It was not just the Elf God who had died; those clan members imprisoned in the Prison had also perished, turning into mummified corpses—it felt to Qin Muye as though they had been drained of all moisture.

The cause of death was not Qin Muye working them too hard, but rather the fall of the Divine Country. Whether they were blown up by the tentacles of the mother of races or collapsed due to the erosion of the Ancient God's Power remained unclear. He didn't go to see, but they were dead either way.

Although the method was a bit ruthless, it at least saved face by not being an outright robbery.

They were in the top three, after all. The rewards and the difference with the remaining three Lords were immense—Ancient God's Bloodline and powerful Divine Artifacts; Qin Muye would have fought for them too.

He could clearly sense that the external energy environment had become unusually active, which was not a good sign. The overly active energy caused severe changes to the overall environment, akin to describing it as the End of Dharma.

He was somewhat safe, with his territory completely sealed off, but other Lords' territories seemed to have quite a few issues. Those with the backing of "Lord Era" in buildings, troops, etc., were fine, but those without the backing of "Lord Era" might run into trouble.

Fortunately, Qin Muye's Floating City employed a mixed-energy power supply, along with an Exotic Realm Lock environment created from Hell's modifications. By adjusting external environmental parameters, he managed to avoid problems, which would otherwise have been difficult to cope with.

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If the Magic Continent was still around, even without recruiting, cooperation would be extremely beneficial.

Previously, he had no direct sensation toward Ancient God's Bloodline, but after the erosion level reached 80% and he witnessed the dominance of the mother of races, Qin Muye understood that this reward of Ancient God's Bloodline was exceptional, truly a top-tier bloodline, or else it could not rank first.

When it comes to the number of Heroes, Qin Muye certainly had many, but not as high a Level as other Lords. Most of his Heroes were from the Life System and Support System, and most of them relied on the experience upgrades provided by the energy-type buildings in his territory.

Fortunately, these tentacles were not under control, acting more on instinct and showing no aggressive tendencies toward his territory.

None of the Lords had left yet, seemingly waiting for the reward, especially the top three: True Dragon Emperor, demon-subduing scholar, and Wang Junzi.

A nameless Fear erupted, and right on time, the event settlement came through—rewards received, and immediately, the top five on the leaderboard disappeared. Having received their rewards, they naturally left. Qin Muye transported the Floating City from Different Plane to the Horror Universe using the Super Space-Time Transmission Channel.

A gigantic, pale gray tree sprouted from the ground, occupying the entire Magic Continent. Eyes on its canopy opened.

If he encounters other Elf Gods after server switching, Qin Muye could also host an Elf God Expo. By then, he'd just sit there and collect tickets. One Divine Artifact to see it and another when leaving. Those who couldn't pay could be hung as exhibits in the expo.

Consequently, the tentacles couldn't affect the Lords' territories, or perhaps they had already been cleared out.

With the assistance of the Magic Network, Magic could be released; otherwise, if he left the territory of the Floating City, the Magic Power would likely become chaotic and transform.

There were battle-type Heroes too, but their leveling efficiency had decreased since all were now using high-tech weapons inside the Floating City, greatly reducing the opportunities to face enemies head-on. However, they had not slackened their training but had instead increased the training volume.

It wasn't time to despair and leave yet, so why start stirring emotions?

This felt more like a natural disaster than a man-made one, not something ordinary people could resist.

True Dragon Emperor might be overbearing, but he hadn't been harsh with Qin Muye, who knows what could happen on other servers.

If it really came to fighting, it would not just be one against ten, but a chaotic massacre across the city.

To say there was no value was false, as the bodies of the opponents still had some value and could also be used as collectibles.

It was merely a matter of killing wherever he went.

As for taking the first place, any discerning eye could see that the rankings were already set. It was less about snatching a rank and more about earning Points.

As for fighting a hundred alone, forget about it, unless wearing Stone Statue Ghost Armor.

It seems the mother of races planned to reshape the Magic Continent into a world suitable for Itself, which means re-melting earth, water, fire, and wind.