Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 567 - 541: Astonishing Intelligence

The God of Enchantment stood atop the mountain, craning his neck to peer in the direction of the God of Blood.

This was an incarnation of another one of His saints.

He usually liked to roam around causing trouble, and there were originally three such incarnations, but now only two remain.

Staring at the distant sky, the vast Domain of Faith once belonging to the God of Blood was slowly collapsing and dissipating.

He felt a deep panic in His heart: "The God of Blood has clearly been taken down by that wild, powerful mortal. Am I next in line?"

He recalled that human’s ruthless and brutal methods.

A chill ran down His spine, and His eyelids twitched incessantly.

How could there be such a powerful human?

It’s almost like an Ancient Evil God.

"Maybe I’m the next target!" The more He thought, the more uneasy He became: "No, I can’t just sit and wait for death; I must act!"

He looked to the north.

At that powerful human nation.

He felt like changing His mind once again.

Submitting to a mortal nation and enduring temporary humiliation means nothing; it’s just a minor setback on the road to success.

Hehehehe...

...

The two hurried on their journey.

Along the way, the cities had already descended into chaos, with fearful believers everywhere. Some cities had begun to organize mass sacrifices, and prayers echoed throughout.

However, the two did not linger at all, nor did they kill excessively, except for obstructive barbarians, as they sped past.

"The God of Blood..."

"Dead!" Chen Shouyi said impatiently; he’d been asked countless times along the way, which annoyed him greatly.

"That’s not what I meant..." Li Wenwu laughed awkwardly. Although he found it unbelievable, seeing this scene forced him to accept it. He quickly explained: "I mean, how badly destroyed was that Divine Corpse?"

"Do you know what meat paste is? It’s like that, even the bones were crushed into fragments." Chen Shouyi said, understanding his implication: "And it was all mixed with lava, completely useless!"

There was nothing to boast about; he felt extremely calm in his heart.

He had already killed more than one True God with such Weak Divine Power; two, in fact.

"Was it all charred?" Li Wenwu asked.

"Not really; True Divine Flesh is pretty heat-resistant, probably only medium rare." Chen Shouyi thought and said.

Li Wenwu staggered slightly upon hearing this.

Is it useless now?

Isn’t it not yet charred? Couldn’t it be dug out and cleaned? Wouldn’t that solve it? Some gravel and sand shouldn’t matter — it’s not poison. Once digested, it’d be passed out anyway. If he weren’t in a rush to report the intel, he’d be keen to dig a few shovels right now.

...

Feeling a bit bored, the Shell Lady grew bolder.

She first peeked out from Chen Shouyi’s collar, curiously observing the surroundings. Feeling no danger, she climbed onto his shoulder from the neckline, gripping his ear.

Now she had a good giant with her, so she wasn’t afraid.

If anyone bullied her, she’d have the good giant kill them all.

At this moment, she saw Li Wenwu, who was half a step behind Chen Shouyi, and was so frightened she scurried to the other shoulder, rolling over. Only when he was out of sight did she finally feel completely at ease. She then leaned forward and whispered in Chen Shouyi’s ear:

"Good giant, the one beside you is a bad giant. Earlier, he stood where Little Bit was hiding, wanting to catch Little Bit!"

No wonder she wasn’t responding earlier despite being called so many times.

The Shell Lady had no reaction.

Chen Shouyi thought, glancing at Li Wenwu.

"General Manager Chen, what’s up?" Li Wenwu asked, oblivious to the unjust accusation against him, utterly confused.

"It’s nothing!" Chen Shouyi replied.

...

Both were exceedingly fit.

Without even needing to mention Chen Shouyi, Li Wenwu was also a legendary warrior. Even so, they walked almost an entire day and night, only reaching the Great Xia Country border the next morning.

Li Wenwu was on the verge of collapse.

Dust-laden, he appeared haggard.

Yet Chen Shouyi exuded vigor, showing no signs of fatigue.

His physical condition was almost fifty times that of an ordinary person. Even a legend like Li Wenwu didn’t compare to him, having only two times his prowess. Walking at thirty to forty meters per second for a day and a night hardly drained his stamina, especially with the supplement of Divine Flesh.

...

Combat Command Center.

"Once the Spatial Passage location is determined, the rough trajectory of the Barbarian God’s movements becomes predictable. The vanguard of the 23rd Army Group will first feign an attack at point A to lure them out. Why point A? Because it’s open plains with good observation range, allowing immediate detection whether they come from the air or ground..."

In the combat meeting room, a staff officer was explaining his battle plan.

Officers of various ranks were gathered around.

"It’s too risky this way; it’s too close to the border and could easily go wrong." Someone immediately objected: "I think it’s better to deploy large strategic air force units and strike directly at the heart!"

"That would result in significant air force losses; we don’t have many fighter planes left!" Commander He Qingming paused and said.

Two years of war have almost depleted half of humanity’s old stock of fighter planes, and current production rates can’t keep up with the pace of war consumption.

At that moment, the conference room doors burst open.

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat, immediately turning toward the entrance.

A breathless officer appeared, his face slightly twisted with excitement: "Just now... just received a call from General Li, bringing critical intel."

"Did you find the location of the Spatial Passage?" He Qingming quickly asked.

"N-no!" The officer was too excited, his chest heaving violently: "The Blood... the Blood God..."

"Catch your breath before you speak; what’s up with the God of Blood? It’s not the end of the world." He Qingming frowned slightly; these young officers nowadays were far too easily rattled, lacking psychological resilience.

"The God of Blood... the God of Blood is dead."

The meeting room fell silent for a moment, then erupted.

"What? That’s impossible, did you mishear?" He Qingming glared, incredulous.

"The call... it’s still connected, General Li wants to talk to you."

"You should’ve said so earlier!" He Qingming scolded, then quickly walked out of the meeting room, followed closely by a group of people filing out.

"Hello, hello, this is He Qingming; is this General Li?"

He Qingming picked up the phone: "You just reported that the God of Blood...

"Truly dead? Misinforming military intelligence isn’t a joke, even you would face a military tribunal."

"Was it killed by President Chen?"

"Is President Chen there? I’d like to speak with him directly!"

A few seconds later.

He Qingming awkwardly hung up the phone; the other party had no interest in speaking with him. However, he didn’t mind at all; it’s normal for someone of such stature to have a temper.

His heart surged with excitement, clenching his fists and pumping them vigorously.

Even though it was hard to believe, if this intel was true...

It meant that the war hadn’t even started... and it was already over.

He turned around and was startled; behind him gathered a dense crowd of people.