Chapter 134. Retrieving the Sacrificial Limbs...
Lin Xiaoxiao sat in her wheelchair, her face expressionless and cold. She quickly threw away the ding-shaped stone sculpture in her hand, took out a wet wipe from her spatial storage, and wiped her palms with considerable disdain.
If she had known she would end up touching this thing, she wouldn't have come in this direction.
Quan Zhi, with a dusty little face, flew to Lin Xiaoxiao's side and said, "They found more than twenty right legs. Go and try."
Lin Xiaoxiao immediately maneuvered her wheelchair, turned around, and followed Quan Zhi: "Okay."
More than a month has passed since they entered this strange space, and the group of one person and more than twenty elves have been searching endlessly in this mountain of sculptures.
Lin Xiaoxiao used to remove her right leg prosthesis every two days to try to find a match. Later, she simply removed the prosthesis and put it back in the box, then sat in her wheelchair to make it easier to find a match.
A pitch-black spatial vortex suddenly appeared in the gray sky.
Two light blue orbs of light floated out and fell onto the top of a small hill filled with various sculptures, turning into a pile of ears and a fist-sized rhombus.
Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the vortex, then ignored it and took off in her smart wheelchair, following Quan Zhi towards where the little elves were.
Such a spatial vortex appears every three to five days.
Each time it appears, it drops two orbs of light, and these orbs are undoubtedly the limbs sacrificed by the newly appointed agent of the god.
At first, Lin Xiaoxiao wondered where all these newly ascended gods came from.
In the past, in the capital city favored by the gods, I always saw the same familiar faces, and it was hard to find any new ones.
After Quan Zhi's in-depth explanation, I learned that besides the gods with ranks, there are also many minor, unranked gods from elsewhere, such as the God of Brooms and the God of Bottles...
These minor deities are not very powerful, and the requirements for their agents are not high. As long as there is a bit of luck, one can trigger the acquisition of the agent's identity.
However, the agents chosen by these foreign minor deities are only of average quality, and under normal circumstances, they cannot reach the ninth level. Their level is usually capped at around the seventh level.
Occasionally, one or two people might have the opportunity to advance to the ninth level, but they would all be captured by the [Shaping Organization] under Nuenluo's name and used as experimental subjects.
Some were even captured and used as experimental subjects before they reached the seventh level of cultivation.
This is the real reason why Lin Xiaoxiao has never seen any minor deity agents in either of her two lifetimes.
The shrunken Monet sat in a machine that occupied about 1.5 square meters and was equipped with five special mechanical arms. He propped his feet up on the control panel and lazily pulled the levers.
The five robotic arms appeared to be in a chaotic yet orderly fashion, categorizing the sculptures and placing them into piles.
As Lin Xiaoxiao approached, it lazily greeted her: "Oh, you've arrived."
Lin Xiaoxiao maneuvered the wheelchair and nodded at it: "Yes, it's here."
After saying hello, she didn't look back and ran straight towards the small pile of right legs, looking rather hurried.
A few minutes later, Lin Xiaoxiao tossed the last right leg stone sculpture aside, slumped into her wheelchair, and sighed helplessly, "No."
In the past month or so, nearly a thousand right legs have been found, but none of them match. Even with Lin Xiaoxiao's confidence, she was somewhat discouraged.
Not far away, Quan Zhi commanded all the elves, his voice calm: "Then continue the search."
Lin Xiaoxiao was unaware that during the time she was searching for the sacrificial limbs,
The cities of Mona, Blackcol, and those new cities that were only half-built were all besieged by the mysteriously appearing infants of evil gods, polluted beasts, and polluted entities.
Kagome sat in the war room, looking at the battle situation projected in front of her, her hands supporting her chin, her face extremely ugly, and she remained silent.
The professionals on the screen not only have to fight against pollutants and polluting beasts.
They also need to keep a close watch to avoid being entangled by the juvenile form of an evil god that might emerge from some unknown corner and become nourishment for them.
These juvenile forms of evil gods, covered in compound eyes and tentacles, are immune to both magical and physical attacks.
The severed limbs can transform into small, juvenile versions of the evil god, which then grow into normal-sized evil gods by consuming large amounts of flesh and blood energy.
Originally numbering only a few hundred, after a period of attack, they have multiplied into nearly ten thousand, surrounding the two main cities and eyeing the surviving professionals inside with predatory intent.
Experiments have shown that to completely eradicate them, they need to be placed in the forbidden spell [Exploding Sunny Day] of the Light Magic system and burned for three days and three nights, turning them into a pool of foul-smelling sewage.
With a cold expression, Xingyan pushed open the door to the war room and sat down to Kagome's right: "Those evil gods have evolved again. Now they can reproduce by eating polluted beasts/polluted bodies to satisfy their hunger."
Kagome rested her chin on her hands and answered in a muffled voice via telepathy, "Hmm, how many light mages have you summoned?"
Xingyan sighed softly, "Of the 1982, only three know forbidden light spells."
Kagome hadn't expected there to be so few light-elemental mages; there weren't even ten who could cast forbidden spells.
Xingyan noticed Kagome's astonishment and explained in a hoarse voice, "There's nothing we can do. Most light mages are support-type. We lost a lot of them in the previous siege of the polluted creatures. We're lucky to have found more than a thousand of them."
Before Kagome could respond, a messenger from the defense forces arrived with news that the evil god had attacked again, and the professionals on the front lines were on the verge of collapse.
Kagome and Hoshino rushed to the front lines to help fight against the greedy and insatiable young forms of evil gods.
Five days later, a defense team composed of thousands of light-element mages stood in shifts around the clock on the city wall, casting light-element skills to repel the evil gods who repeatedly tried to climb over the wall.
In the darkness, a group of about two hundred figures, dressed in black cloaks, gazed into the distance at the city of Mona, which was struggling to defend itself against the enemy.
Nu Enlu stood at the front of the group, one hand in his pocket and the other holding binoculars, his movements very stylish, but his tone held an unspeakable regret: "Why hasn't Lin Xiaoxiao shown up for so many days?"
He went to all that trouble to create the evil god's experimental subject because he wanted to see Lin Xiaoxiao's bewildered expression, but he hasn't seen Lin Xiaoxiao appear in the past half month.
Liu Duoxin flicked the iron chain on her hand and sneered, "So, if that guy surnamed Lin doesn't show up, you plan to keep us pinned down and prevent us from attacking?"
If it weren't for Nuenro holding them back from attacking, they would have already taken over Mona and Blackco with the help of the young evil god, instead of wasting time here.
Nuenro put down his binoculars and chuckled, "How could that be? Let's wait a few more days until these juvenile evil gods mature."
Liu Duoxin snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Nuenro's fingers, pale as if they had been dead for a long time, gently stroked the frame of the telescope, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth. His closed eyelids concealed the resentment in his eyes.
He was clearly superior to that lucky darling in terms of intellect, ability, and strength, so why did Quan Zhi choose to possess such a useless person instead of showing up and giving him some pointers?
He was so close to becoming a true god. Once he did, he could eliminate greed and save the planet. Why not choose him...?
'ka.da——' The stones made a crisp sound as they touched.
Lin Xiaoxiao, with a burst of anger, threw the round stone in her hand forward and smashed it into the small sculpture hill that was seven or eight meters high in front of her.
It's unclear which part was hit, but the entire sculpture hill tilted and collapsed to one side, creating a gentle slope that revealed a small section of the lower leg that was underneath.
Looking at that severed leg, she felt inexplicably parched, her heart began to pound uncontrollably, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: 'Go see, go see right now.'
She propelled her wheelchair closer to the sculpture mountain ahead. With each meter she got closer, her heart pounded more violently. By the time she was right there, it felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat.
She slowly parted the fingers, eyeballs, and joints covering it, and after several seconds, a 65-centimeter-long right leg appeared in front of her.
The moment she bent down to pick up the right leg and tentatively placed it on the cross-section of the right leg, the two cross-sections touched.
Lin Xiaoxiao's right leg amputation site looked as if an invisible hand had torn open her flesh, and red and gold blood gushed out. A surge of intense pain welled up, just like when her leg was severed during the sacrifice.
The right leg, which was originally in a stone-like state, was restored to normal skin after being smeared with dripping blood, and bright red blood began to seep out from the cut surface.
Ignoring the cold sweat on her forehead, she quickly pressed the right leg against the torn and bleeding surface, her right hand gleaming with golden light as she repeatedly brushed across the connecting surface.
As more and more energy was inputted, the right leg was quickly and securely reattached.
Lin Xiaoxiao stood up from her wheelchair with a pleasant surprise, but because her right leg had just been reattached and her blood vessels had just been reconnected, she was too weak and fell forward into the mountain of sculptures.
As he struggled to get up, his left hand touched a special gold coin sculpture.
The gold coin in her hand shone brightly, then transformed into a golden sphere of light, which adhered to Lin Xiaoxiao's brow and merged into her body.
[A divine position has been detected. Inherit?]
[The passive clause for divine rank has been triggered, bypassing the prerequisites and directly activating the inheritance mode]
[Demonic succession in progress: 1%, 2%, 3%...]
At the same time that Lin Xiaoxiao's right leg and the experience points that had been sacrificed returned to her body, the ruby ring placed in the space emitted a colorful light.
[God of Rules, Godhood Locked in Successor: Treasure Chest Merchant - Lin Xiaoxiao (Peak Demigod)]
【Mandatory Quest for Divine Inheritance 1: Slay a God [0/1]】
【Mandatory Quest for Divine Succession 2: Slay the Evil God [0/10298]】
【Forced Inheritance of Divine Position Quest 3: Collect 100 Billion Faith Power [1000Y/1000Y]】
[Forced Inheritance of Divine Position Quest 3: Collect 100 Billion Faith Power (Completed)]
One notification screen after another popped up in front of Lin Xiaoxiao, and before she could react, she had inexplicably completed Task Three.
She blinked in surprise, then turned stiffly to look at Quan Zhi not far away: "What's going on?"
Can this divine position be sold through coercion?
The initial prompt screen didn't even give her a chance to choose; it simply took the initiative and inherited the divine position, and inexplicably gave her three tasks.
Quan Zhi recalled that woman who acted with great fanfare, relied entirely on her strength to crush others, and acted without thinking. His lips twitched, and he subconsciously added a sentence to make amends for her: "It proves that you are very compatible with this divine position."
It's highly likely that the woman set it up so that as long as there's a qualified demigod-level peak god's agent, anyone who obtains a godhood can inherit it.
However, given the current situation, only Lin Xiaoxiao, a god, has retrieved the sacrificial limbs, so it's not wrong to say that she is in accord with the divine position.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Quan Zhi with great suspicion: "Really?"
Quan Zhi coughed lightly, as if choked by dust, and turned his body slightly to avoid her suspicious gaze: "Really, now that we have retrieved the limbs that were sacrificed, we need to think about how to leave this space."
Lin Xiaoxiao beckoned back the little sprites that were still searching, letting them return to the sprite storage to rest. She chuckled and said, "I roughly know how to leave this special space."
Since my right leg and the 50% of experience points that were cut off returned, and I inexplicably completed the third forced inheritance task.
Suddenly, a suggestion popped into her mind: all she had to do was open the Endless Treasure Vault and merge with the teleportation vortexes in the air when they appeared.
Once you pass through, you can leave this special space and return to the surface of the Black Abyss.
Quan Zhi floated down to sit on Lin Xiaoxiao's shoulder and nodded: "It's good that you know how to leave."
But preparations before leaving still need to be made.
Lin Xiaoxiao first found a relatively secluded corner in this special space and drew a special positioning magic circle.
Then, they attempted to cover the positioning magic circle with a special teleportation magic circle.
The original idea was to make it easier to be teleported to this special space later.
Unfortunately, it failed; both magic circles were burned and became unusable.
After failing, she immediately changed her mind. She extracted the power of faith from her body and combined it with her own blood, and asked Monet to help her create a special bloodline anchor locator, which she then buried deep within this space.
As long as this locator exists, even if the teleportation array at the bottom of the energy lake in the Land of Fallen Gods disappears.
She can also find the location of this space through special means.
Once everything was settled, Lin Xiaoxiao, along with Quan Zhi, focused on crouching in the teleportation vortex that had appeared in the sky.
This squatting lasted for four days.
As soon as the spatial vortex appeared, Lin Xiaoxiao immediately activated her Infinite Treasure Trove skill, with golden light spots covering the black spatial vortex.
The pitch-black spatial vortex was rendered into a unique golden color.
Lin Xiaoxiao, carrying Quan Zhifei, plunged headfirst into the spatial vortex, passing through a very narrow spatial passage.
Finally, before the golden light dissipated, they successfully returned to the platform in the energy lake.
Even with her quick reflexes, she still choked on several mouthfuls of water when she was teleported back.
Lin Xiaoxiao quickly covered her body with a thin layer of energy membrane, holding a lightsaber in her hand, moving cautiously, afraid that the thing that she didn't know whether it was human or ghost would pop out again.
Compared to Lin Xiaoxiao's caution, Quan Zhi, who was sitting on her shoulders looking around, seemed somewhat disappointed that she wasn't there.
More than two hours later, Lin Xiaoxiao burst out of the surface of the energy lake, panting heavily.
Even though you can breathe in the energy lake, it still takes physical effort to swim back up.
Without hesitation, she flew away from the energy lake before the fallen gods could rise from the bottom and headed back to where the camp had been.
As soon as their feet touched the ground at the campsite, Xiao Weizhi pulled them into a tight embrace, his voice hoarse: "Welcome back."
Lin Xiaoxiao hugged Xiao Weizhi back and patted his broad back gently twice: "Weizhi, I'm back safely."
The black cat sat on a chair to the side, coldly watching the two people huddled together. It opened its mouth and yawned, its tail swishing impatiently behind it.
After hugging for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao hadn't even had time to sit down properly when she saw messages from Xingyan, Gewei, Ina, and others. She immediately told Xiao Weizhi to pack up the camp's things: "Weizhi, Mona City and Blackcole City are under siege. We need to go back as soon as possible."
Xiao Weizhi had just put the pot on the campfire when he heard Lin Xiaoxiao's words. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and began packing his things.
Lin Xiaoxiao turned her head and asked the black cat, "Terra, how long does it take to teleport back to Mona City from here?"
The black cat closed its eyes, its whiskers twitched, and after about three minutes, it replied, "Six hours, requiring four teleportations. There's a section of the route where teleportation is impossible; you'll have to walk there."
Lin Xiaoxiao knew where the road the black cat mentioned was; it was a special polluted swamp.
This swamp produces a unique mist that disrupts the surrounding space; they also walked here when they came.
While Lin Xiaoxiao was talking to the black cat, Xiao Weizhi had already swiftly stuffed everything in the camp into his spatial storage.
The black cat took the initiative to grow larger, carrying Lin Xiaoxiao and Xiao Weizhi as it jumped directly into a spatial rift more than 3 meters high.
At the other end of Mona City, both inside and out, there were explosions of various skills and the sounds of weapons clashing.
Xingyan, whose white blindfold had disappeared, held a silver-white spear with silver speckles and a red tassel. He flew through the air and fought fiercely with Nuenluo.
A few drops of bright red blood clung to her face, her eyelids were tightly closed, and her eyeballs were sunken. She wielded the long spear in her hand with fierce power.
With his hands in his pockets, Nuenro floated around effortlessly, easily dodging Xingyan's gunshot: "Xingyan, your spear is still so weak. Or, you can surrender and I'll spare your life?"
Xingyan suddenly thrust out over a hundred spears, shouting fiercely, "Get out of here!!!"
Like a cat that had played with a mouse for a while, Nu Enlu lazily raised his hand, his hand, imbued with black energy, and grabbed Xingyan's spear. In his other palm, a black ball of light the size of a basketball was condensed.
Xingyan tried to pull the spear back several times, but failed, and tried to let go to avoid the skill.
But she found that her hand was forcibly pinned to the spear and could not be freed.
Just as Nuenro cast his skill, a fair hand, glowing with golden light, passed through a suddenly appearing spatial rift and caught the black orb of light.
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