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Chapter 205: The Ancient God's Power Gradually Erodes
Chapter 205: The Ancient God's Power Gradually Erodes
Half a month passed in a flash. Qin Muye visited the Fairy Tale World, returning Lettuce Girl to her grandparents and establishing a passage between the Fairy Tale World and the Horror Universe. He sent the second-generation Titan King Cronus and his siblings, nephews, and nieces—nearly a thousand sixth-rank Titan deities—through the passage.
Qin Muye didn't bother with them after they entered the Horror Universe, as there were still many more to come, and he could only wait for the next batch.
Zeus was furious about this, but he couldn't stop someone from resigning if they wanted to. If they really quit, what could he do? He couldn't just kill them, as that would incite widespread anger.
Fortunately, Zeus, Poseidon, and others had many descendants, and they hastily promoted a wave of demigods to replace the vacant positions. This led to a major argument with the Earth Mother Gaia, and for a time, there was thunder and lightning almost every day.
Thus, Qin Muye, the instigator, was hated to the point of gnashing teeth, but Qin Muye wasn't around during that time. He was in the Underworld, in the palace of Hades.
Hades and Zeus didn't get along, and Zeus didn't dare to come over, especially with his father, the second-generation Titan King Cronus, and other uncles and aunts around. If he came to cause trouble, he would likely get a beating, and Cronus might even kill Zeus and usurp the throne without needing to go to the Horror Universe to claim new territory.
So, Zeus wisely backed down.
Once Cronus and the other Titans left, Qin Muye returned to the Magic Continent. If Zeus had the ability to chase after him, he wouldn't have been angry with the second-generation Titan King Cronus.
At this time, Qin Muye had recalled all his forces from the Horror Universe, even bringing the Underworld back to the Magic Continent.
He didn't feel safe leaving it behind. What if Cronus, disregarding the rules of combat, swallowed his Underworld? Qin Muye didn't want to speculate on the ambitions of others.
As for resource trading, Qin Muye didn't believe that the Hell Church, the Church, and the Parliament Empire could survive under the Titans. They would most likely become vassals.
Qin Muye wasn't going to do a losing business. The resource losses would be compensated by Gaia, otherwise, he would be at a significant disadvantage.
Not only did he receive a substantial resource compensation, but he also gained mining rights. In the future, once the Twelve Titans unified, he would have mining rights in the Horror Universe, though that would have to wait.
Moreover, this seemed like an empty promise. Once the second-generation Titan King Cronus took over the Horror Universe, who knew if he would honor the agreement? Given his character, the likelihood was not small.
Besides, once the entire Horror Universe was under his control, it might not have much value for Qin Muye anymore, as the only useful part for him was the alien civilizations.
"With the Underworld, the Floating City's Myslock can be further upgraded. Combined with the hyper-spatial teleportation channel, it can defend against most spatial attacks."
Qin Muye's idea was simple: combine the Underworld with the Myslock to form a new external protective measure for the Floating City, transforming it into a special spatial structure similar to a paradise or a demiplane.
This inspiration came from the densely packed hells in the Horror Universe, which seemed to be like tumors growing on the body of the Horror Universe, embedded in the seams of its skin.
After a period of observation and data collection, Qin Muye had developed the latest protective, concealment, and escape structures.
As for the expansion of the Underworld, if it were integrated into the Floating City's Myslock, Qin Muye speculated that it might be considered part of the Floating City, and it would likely upgrade together. If not, Qin Muye had contingency plans.
It didn't necessarily have to absorb other hells; the Underworld itself could expand. Qin Muye could use Myslock technology and hyper-spatial teleportation channels to provide energy, thereby expanding the area of the Underworld.
"The construction of the Floating City will be completed in about ten days, and the Myslock still needs further testing."
Qin Muye was thinking about investing in research when the Black Hand sent him a magic network message.
Upon opening it, his brows furrowed.
"Another ancient god's relic? This is the third one, right?"
Since the last time he cleared Orange Village, Qin Muye had also cleared an unknown forest, where a group of elf ancient god minions had turned into meatballs.
It hadn't been long since the last one, and now another ancient god relic had appeared. This made Qin Muye realize that the erosion by the ancient gods was becoming increasingly severe.
"2-stage ancient god special medicine sales, how are they going?" Qin Muye asked.
"Not very well. Most of the purchases are from lords. Apart from a few factions of the native inhabitants, almost no one else is buying. Instead, the arms trade is booming. I suspect we're already in the second stage."
Black Hand's reply was quick, and he had his suspicions as well. However, this was the current trend, and he couldn't change it.
Qin Muye didn't respond but was thinking about something: how much of the world had been eroded by the ancient gods?
The activity panel currently showed only 7%, but that was indeed the case because the infection was still in the latent stage. The real shift in mindset would begin in the subsequent believer stage.
"I understand. Accelerate the construction of the Floating City," Qin Muye said. He knew that people like True Dragon Emperor had already started acting, but compared to the vast population, there were still many shortcomings.
It wasn't feasible to have everyone in the Magic Continent consume the 1-stage ancient god vaccine. Even if Qin Muye was willing to produce it for free, it would be impossible for everyone to take it in a short time. Besides, he didn't have that kind of production capacity.
Just the five lords alone required nearly a billion doses of the ancient god vaccine, which was a significant amount. Even with mass production, it wouldn't be enough.
Apart from the lords' heroes and troops, there were also middle and upper-level native inhabitants in the territories. Even Qin Muye's unique territory required management personnel, and other lords would have even more.
Otherwise, how could such a vast empire be managed?
Qin Muye's territory was still manageable, but the territories of other lords could be described as empires. Ordinary kingdoms couldn't even compare in terms of national strength or territory. Some unfortunate kingdoms had even been absorbed into the lords' territories.
"The situation is changing too quickly. I feel like the world is going to end."
Qin Muye's thoughts were simple: run away. He couldn't just fight to the death.
And providing the 1-stage ancient god vaccine for free was out of the question. These native factions were already buying arms in large quantities. Even if Qin Muye gave them the vaccine for free, would they use it? No, they would likely mock him and destroy it all.
These factions buying arms were most likely already in the second stage of the believer phase. The 1-stage ancient god vaccine was ineffective, and only the 2-stage ancient god special medicine could save them. However, producing the special medicine was much more complicated and costly.
So, he could only let them fend for themselves.
The lords wouldn't die; they all had server transfer vouchers. If things got too tough, they could transfer to another server. The ones who would suffer were the native inhabitants.
The native inhabitants weren't doing much to help themselves. Did they expect Qin Muye, an outsider, to save them? They were dreaming.
Not only would he not save them, but he would even try to make things worse. When he was besieged by the Wasteland City and the Zombie Nation servers and sought help, none of the native factions had the time. He was a vengeful person; if they didn't help him then, why should he help them now? They weren't on the same side.
He would definitely do his best to sabotage them. After all, being nice to these factions would only make them mock him, not be grateful.
They might even be happier if he perished.
"Ancient gods are truly terrifying. With 7th to 8th rank strength, they can turn the entire world upside down. It's just that the Magic Continent only has 7th rank, so they can bully it. In the Fairy Tale World, they probably wouldn't cause much trouble."
"Deputy servers are stronger than the main server, which is indeed absurd."
Qin Muye couldn't help but complain. He didn't know the exact strength of the ancient gods, but the reason the Magic Continent had no resistance was likely due to its low world level and the fact that most top-tier fighters hadn't reached their level caps yet.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have fallen so easily.
After all, the original foundation was still there. It was impossible for things to deteriorate so quickly in just over half a year. The lack of experience had taken its toll.
(End of Chapter)
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