Chapter 215: Chapter215-Scouting the Demon Lair
Odelle was immersed in the seven-colored divine light. She could feel that the aura around her had become incomparably powerful. Even within God Rank, it was enough to rival the vast majority of lesser gods.
And all of this had been brought to her by the guild leader.
If not for the guild leader, she would probably have perished long ago beneath one of those bolts of divine punishment.
Fortunately, under the guild leader’s protection, she had successfully ascended to God Rank, and even possessed her current level of strength!
"Guild Leader!"
Odelle stopped in front of John’s avatar and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for saving me. Without you, I would never have been able to ascend to God Rank."
John stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.
"You are a member of my Heroic Spirit Guild. As the guild leader, it is only natural that I help you."
"A mere lightning tribulation is nothing worth mentioning."
Hearing this, Odelle felt even more moved.
The guild leader spoke of it so casually, but the terrifying scene of divine lightning filling the sky and countless dead souls reviving still sent lingering fear through her heart.
John waved his hand.
"Go. The level restriction of Hess Continent has already been lifted. As for how you ascend further from here, that will depend on your own fortune."
As his voice fell, his figure gradually faded, turning into a stream of light that vanished into the horizon.
Odelle bowed and watched him leave, remaining in that position for a long time.
Only after that ray of light had completely disappeared did she slowly straighten up, her eyes filled with reverence and gratitude.
"Guild Leader... you are the only faith I, Odelle, will ever have in this life."
At the same time, on Hess Continent.
The sound of the region-wide announcement was still echoing in every player’s ears.
[Region-wide Announcement: Congratulations to player Odelle for successfully ascending to God Rank. The level cap of this realm has now been unlocked!]
[All players may continue attempting to ascend to God Rank, and the level restriction has been removed!]
[The God Rank passage has been opened!]
The entire continent first fell into deathly silence.
Then—
It erupted into a complete uproar!
Inside Hundred Waves City, countless players suddenly raised their heads from taverns, streets, and dungeon entrances. The expressions on their faces shifted from confusion to shock, then from shock to wild joy.
"She succeeded?! That crazy woman actually succeeded?!"
"A hundred years! A full hundred years! Someone has finally become a god!"
"Odelle! Odelle! Odelle!"
The members of Zero Arcane Guild and Scriptweaver Guild, who had originally been locked in confrontation on the streets, had long since forgotten their conflict. One after another, they roared toward the sky, tears streaming down their faces.
On the floating island.
The pavilion master of Firegod Hall, the guild leader of Zero Arcane Guild, and the guild leader of Scriptweaver Guild stood facing one another in silence.
Their faces alternated between pale and livid, and their eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
"She... actually did it."
The pavilion master of Firegod Hall’s voice was dry.
The guild leader of Zero Arcane Guild gritted his teeth.
"She was just lucky, that’s all."
That was what he said, but his hands were already trembling as he opened his panel and humiliatingly changed his surname.
The wager had been made in advance, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he did not dare go back on his word.
The guild leader of Scriptweaver Guild let out a long sigh as well and silently changed his name.
In the next second, a burst of seven-colored light emerged from both of their bodies at the same time.
[Ding! Since you have changed your divine surname, you have automatically obtained 1% Godhood Shard!]
The two of them froze at first, then were filled with both shock and joy.
"Changing our names actually has this kind of benefit?!"
But when they raised their heads and looked in the direction where Odelle had disappeared, the jealousy in their eyes still could not be suppressed.
At the edge of the continent, in a remote little village.
Several white-haired old players sat in front of a dilapidated wooden house, their cloudy eyes staring fixedly at the seven-colored divine light in the sky.
"Someone... became a god?"
One of the old men stood up trembling, tears streaming down his aged face.
"Isn’t this the day we’ve been waiting for? There’s hope... there’s finally hope..."
The young players in the village knelt one after another, kowtowing in the direction of the divine light.
Ten thousand miles away, atop a snow-covered mountain peak.
A lone archer player lowered his longbow and gazed at the gradually fading pillar of light on the horizon. After a long silence, he clenched his fist.
"Odelle... I will catch up to you."
Cities, wilderness, underground palaces, dungeons...
In every corner of Hess Continent, everyone was talking about the same name.
Odelle.
The woman who had once been called "the crazy woman."
At this moment, she stood at the highest point of the floating island, looking down at the dense crowd of players below.
Countless people surged toward her, kneeling, cheering, and flattering her.
"Lady Odelle! You are the hero of Hess Continent!"
"Please guide us on the path to godhood!"
"Long live Lady Odelle!"
Odelle swept her gaze expressionlessly over these people.
Her eyes were as calm as still water, even carrying a faint trace of boredom.
"A bunch of trash."
She thought coldly to herself.
"Without the guild leader, all of you would only ever be trapped here waiting to die."
"And now, you think I was the one who did this?"
The corner of her mouth curved slightly into a mocking smile, but she said nothing.
She merely turned around and looked in the direction where John had disappeared, silently thinking to herself:
"Except for the guild leader, all of you... are garbage."
At the same time.
Hess Continent, the far east.
Entrance to the Abyssal Plane.
Beneath a sky where darkness and blood-red light intertwined, the sounds of battle shook heaven and earth.
An army of tens of billions of humans surged forward like an iron torrent, fiercely attacking an incomparably majestic demon race royal city.
The royal city was pitch-black from top to bottom. Its walls stood a thousand zhang tall, and they were densely packed with all kinds of demon race troops—abyssal demons, bone dragons, corrosion fiends, void walkers...
Every single monster exuded a terrifying aura that made it hard to breathe.
"Attack the city!"
At the human commander’s order, countless catapults and magic arrays roared at the same time. Fireballs, ice spikes, and pillars of lightning blotted out the sky as they smashed toward the royal city.
The monsters on the city walls fell in swaths, turning into black smoke and dissipating.
But very soon, even more monsters surged out from within the city, filling the gaps.
The casualty numbers on both sides could no longer be calculated in tens of thousands or hundreds of millions.
This was a meat grinder on the scale of tens of billions!
Blood dyed the entire land red, and the air was filled with a thick, nauseating stench of blood.
The human army’s advance grew slower and slower.
The defenses of the demon race royal city were far stronger than they had imagined.
"Commander! Our attacks can barely break through their core city-protection formation!"
A deputy officer, his face covered in blood, shouted urgently.
The human commander’s expression was ashen. He stared fixedly at the royal city and gritted his teeth.
"Keep attacking! We cannot stop!"
Just then—
From the depths of the royal city, an incomparably terrifying pressure suddenly erupted.
That pressure swept across the entire battlefield like something tangible, causing the steps of the tens of billions of human soldiers to freeze at once.
Countless soldiers trembled violently, their faces turning deathly pale.
"That is..."
The commander’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Above the royal city, space tore open into a massive rift.
An immensely burly figure stepped out from within.
It was an abyssal demon race being over five hundred zhang tall. Its entire body was covered in dark-gold armor-like carapace, and six pairs of wings burning with black flames stretched out from its back.
Four curved giant horns grew from its head, and each horn was engraved with ancient blood-colored runes.
Its might was horrifying beyond compare!
The moment it appeared, the entire battlefield was pressed into silence.
