Chapter 217: Chapter 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.


    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.