Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

Chapter 959 - 421: Meaningless Death_3

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"How laughable, it’s obvious these are just self-deceptive consolations. The truth of the world will always be the hunt of the weak by the strong!"

"Cang Kai, I know you still have consciousness right now. The soul of a King Tier can briefly receive information even after death."

"Just take a good look at what your death has truly brought!"

It pointed a finger, and immediately a series of images appeared around.

In a valley within the hunting grounds, two groups of rebel army are killing each other. Those who were unwilling to strike their comrades have long been dead from the beginning, and now only those who want to survive are left.

Outside the hunting grounds, after Cang Kai’s complete death, the last persistence of resistance was extinguished.

The guerrilla army began to wave white flags, and the people shouted out the divine envoy’s announcement, celebrating the death of those who desecrated the gods.

Some even couldn’t wait for the ceremony to end before dragging out the families of the rebel army, binding them with ropes and escorting them to the court.

"This is the hunt expected by the gods!"

The hunt exists not only in the ceremony but also outside it.

Those who betray others for self-protection, who must frame others else they themselves become the prey, isn’t that also a form of hunting?

Watching these people frightened by the ceremony, hurting others out of fear, is also a pleasure brought by the ceremony.

"Your rebel army will be judged one by one; not to mention their families, anyone with even the slightest connection to them will be dragged out by the people fearing implication, living a life full of misery and pain, and every survivor will remember the outcome of resisting the gods."

"The seeds, sacrifice, and path you spoke of are nothing but your wishful fantasies!"

"Your existence holds no meaning, the struggle you incited only brought more suffering and death to this land!"

While speaking, the Lizard God Envoy seemed to perceive the painful and resentful expression of Cang Kai, and a sickening joy surfaced on its face.

"Bang!"

Cang Kai’s head was forcibly crushed, bones and brain matter scattered everywhere.

The hero of the Human Race, now nothing but a blood-stained corpse for others to abuse.

The Lizard God Envoy glanced disdainfully, finally losing interest in the corpse, soaring into the sky and leaving the place.

The cave sank into complete silence.

"..."

A phantom spirit body appeared in the corner.

Chu Xiu gazed at Cang Kai’s corpse and sighed softly.

Originally, he intended to develop Cang Kai into his divine envoy.

Firstly, to help the remaining Awakened pass trials, verifying his teleportation speculation, and secondly, to leave a mark nearby.

He still remembered that huge metal sphere at the center of the god’s corpse, though temporarily unable to take away or utilize, such High Tier material will definitely be of great use one day, its value incomparable to countless Independent Anchor Points.

And Cang Kai was the perfect candidate, with exceptional talent and a firm resolve, a rare choice for a divine envoy.

Unfortunately, Chu Xiu’s spirit body was too weak, unqualified to intervene in any battle, could only watch as Cang Kai was killed.

Now, with life utterly drained from his body, even if Chu Xiu transmitted an anchor point, merging wasn’t possible.

"It seems I must choose another."

"I wonder if there’s still time to stall this trial."

His consciousness surged, attempting to contact the three Awakened and search for other suitable candidates.

But unfortunately, the three were moving at high speed, Chu Xiu needed much effort just to lock their locations, let alone transmit information.

As for others, those at the General Tier were all excited, only two Fierce Tier with modest talent could be left for him to slowly prepare a ritual.

But at this point, there’s no room for such concerns, Chu Xiu sighed lightly, his spirit body swayed, preparing to leave.

However, just as his consciousness was about to withdraw, Chu Xiu suddenly uttered a soft "Eh," as if discovering something, showing a surprised expression.

In his view, faint, ethereal threads were gathering from all directions, entering Cang Kai’s corpse.

These invisible threads were almost impossible to detect in reality, only noticed through the sight cast from high dimensions, as if existing in another dimension.

Following these threads, Chu Xiu’s consciousness penetrated Cang Kai’s body and found within, at some point, a light sphere purely composed of these threads.

When these invisible threads concentrated to a certain extent, although still invisible in reality, viewed from high dimensions, they emitted a faint white light, as if possessing substance!

"Could this be... the Power of Civilization?" Chu Xiu showed a puzzled and uncertain expression.

As the Master of Civilization, he was very familiar with the Power of Civilization, whether contesting against the power of others’ civilizations or utilizing his own civilization power against enemies, he had a clear understanding.

It was just that this was his first time viewing civilization power from a high-dimensional perspective, gaining a real sense of these usually abstract forces.

"But why would Cang Kai attract the Power of Civilization?"

After hearing Zhao Jie mention the Path to Divinity, world fragments, and treasures formed by the Power of Civilization, Chu Xiu had investigated thoroughly, naturally knowing that civilization power is the result of datafying civilization’s emotions and beliefs.

This is also why during the fight against the Murder Ghost, clan members in the Prayer Tower could continuously provide it power.

He knew even in worlds with low datafication levels, civilization power naturally accumulates, manifesting in special ways, such as some races giving birth to "Kings" far stronger than ordinary individuals.

Without surprise, Cang Kai’s exceptional talent could have been influenced by civilization power.

And if the entire civilization’s expectations and prayers were concentrated on one person, then civilization power might be attracted and aggregated, and the light sphere in Cang Kai’s body likely condensed over long years.

Only, it hadn’t quite condensed to a degree enough for materialization.

But why could Cang Kai still attract civilization power after his death?

Chu Xiu’s expression shifted slightly, glancing at the projection left by the Lizard God Envoy, yet to dissipate.

In the projection, the people violently attacked the homes of the rebel army’s families, dragged them out, loudly cursed, and beat them, denouncing Cang Kai’s deceit and declaring their disdain for the gods.

But is anger nothing more than an expression of fear?

In the depths of people’s hearts, in those dark and silent nights, would they remember someone once fought for them? How many quietly commemorated Cang Kai?

Threads gathered from all directions, continuously, filling the entire cave!

With so much civilization power, restoring the body became possible.

"So that’s it."

"Let me respond to the prayers of this entire civilization."

His consciousness vibrated in the air, the energy from the spirit body spread towards Cang Kai’s corpse.

Establishing a ceremony of appeal isn’t complex, needing only energy to vibrate in a special way, transmitting a signal to high-dimensional space, a method Chu Xiu had long mastered from Inheritance Hall’s archives.

Regarding the materials for the ceremony...

Chu Xiu murmured softly, "Let the martyr’s blood rekindle the flame."

With the injection of spiritual power, Cang Kai’s spilled blood emitted brilliant red light, flowing like it was alive on the ground, forming symbol after symbol of divine nature!

These symbols extended regularly around, assembling together, like an eerie painting!

Suddenly the symbols brightened together, immense energy converging at the intersection in the air, and the next instant, a huge opening appeared there!

Chu Xiu’s visage appeared from behind the opening, he stretched a finger and gently pointed, a stream of light shot forth, embedded into Cang Kai’s body.