The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 403 - Second Transformation: Black Dragon King Transformation

After being swatted away, rubble pinned Wei En and Huang Shengjun. They clawed their way out and looked at the top of Smog’s head simultaneously.

Qin Shuang’s appearance had stunned them. They had assumed that the Thunder Sparrow was Han Wu and lowered their guard, which allowed Han Wu to ambush them from behind. They had never imagined that Qin Shuang would take Han Wu’s place as the Thunder Sparrow while he would circle behind them.

“Damn it!” Huang Shengjun snarled.

His feud with Han Wu started while the latter was still on the reserve list. The two had clashed numerous times over conflicting interests, and Huang Shengjun had come to treat Han Wu as his archnemesis. Now, however, he had another enemy to defeat: Qin Shuang. For Huang Shengjun, it was unforgivable that Qin Shuang had snatched the golden chest he believed was rightfully his.

The purple markings on Wei En’s body grew denser and spread until they threatened to cover her entire skin. Her jealousy toward Han Wu and Qin Shuang intensified with each passing second, gnawing at her consciousness until it started to waver. Slowly, a darker, more vicious ego started to seize control.

“Damn... Damn... Damn...” she mumbled, then howled. “Those who are stronger than me must die!”

A savage surge of energy erupted from within and accelerated her speed even further. She turned into a blur of purple light that was almost impossible to track. In the next instant, she appeared beside Qin Shuang, yanked her collar, and shrieked, “Hand over all the treasures, except the points, or I will kill you!”

Han Wu wouldn’t let her harm Qin Shuang. He dashed forward and attempted to slash her with his black dragon claws.

“Scram!” Wei En howled like a deranged demon. A flash of purple light burst forth and stopped Han Wu’s dragon claws midstrike.

Meanwhile, Qin Shuang was struggling to break free from Wei En’s grip and used the first Divine Power that she had unlocked here: Lightning Armor. Her entire body turned into pure electricity. She not only freed herself from Wei En’s grasp but also electrocuted her.

Wei En’s body convulsed as the high-voltage current coursed through her.

This time, Han Wu pushed his transformation even further, unleashing Black Dragon King Transformation, and attacked again. Barbaric strength and limitless Dark Energy surged from his body and plunged the entire surrounding area into utter darkness.

The darkness carried a powerful, sucking force that tore Wei En’s body apart. Her arms and legs were sucked into the Dark Pocket, crushed instantly, and absorbed as energy to fuel Han Wu.

The excruciating pain jolted Wei En and broke the paralysis that had gripped her. Assessing the danger, she severed her limbs and escaped to safety in a flash of purple light.

Han Wu’s True Demon King Transformation had limits, so he didn’t pursue her. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Huang Shengjun.

A chill ran up Huang Shengjun’s spine under Han Wu’s Black Dragon King Transformation glare. It felt eerily familiar as if Smog himself was leering at him. Huang Shengjun sensed the bloodlust radiating from Han Wu and knew that retreat was his only option now. As such, he quickly fled with the goblins.

Seeing both Wei En and Huang Shengjun escape, the other student realized that they couldn’t defeat Han Wu and fled as well. Only Xiang Meng, Xia Tian, and Ye Ling remained.

Han Wu ensured all his enemies had vanished before reverting his transformation. The moment he did, fatigue swept over him. Even lifting a single finger felt like an impossible effort.

Jing Jing, Sun Qingnian, and Qin Shuang quickly moved to guard him. Smog also settled beside Han Wu because of his intricate relationship with the Great Dragons. Anyone seeking to harm Han Wu would have to go through Smog first.

The three seniors assured them that they harbored no ill intentions. Qin Shuang was aware of Han Wu’s close friendship with them and relaxed her vigilance.

Han Wu returned to his room and rested through the night, only recovering the next day. After the previous day’s battle, he finally grasped the toll of his transformation. With his current body, he lacked the strength and stamina to use True Demon King Transformation without backlash, much less the Black Dragon King Transformation. Each transformation placed immense strain on his body and left him utterly fatigued afterward.

He shivered at the memory of his weakness. It had been unbearable. He swore to use the True Demon King Transformation sparingly because he loathed how it rendered him incapacitated for an entire day.

Despite the auction’s minor hiccup, he successfully sold all the lesser golems and gained numerous treasures. He selected a few of the treasures and gifted them to Jing Jing and Sun Qingnian in gratitude for their aid.

He offered none to Qin Shuang since she had already acquired the golden chest. The treasures inside were so insanely valuable that she had no need for Han Wu’s lower-ranking treasures.

Upon learning that Han Wu was awake, Xia Tian, Ye Ling, and Xiang Meng paid him a visit. They exchanged a few items and treasures before asking if he had managed to uncover any information about the Magic Ring.

Unfortunately, Han Wu had received all knowledge of the Magic Ring from them during their time in the first palace, so he told them that he knew nothing new. Despite this, Han Wu still gifted each of them a lesser golem, ensuring that their visit was not entirely fruitless.

After seeing his seniors off, Han Wu rushed to Smog, who was currently watching the Transmutation Golem absorb energy from the ores to manufacture more lesser golems. The process appeared simple, yet Smog studied it intently.

Han Wu was intrigued and asked, “Smog, is there something wrong with the Transmutation Golem?”

Smog regarded him with a mix of shock and interest. “Do you really not know the Transmutation Golem’s secret?”

“I don’t,” Han Wu answered truthfully. “Please tell me.”

Smog’s eyes gleamed with a sly grin. “I could, but I need a favor first.”

What kind of monumental task is Smog going to give me? Han Wu had a feeling that the Great Dragon’s task would be impossibly difficult. “Please, state your request.”

Smog nodded. “I possess an inconceivably powerful physical form and am considered the pinnacle of dragons in terms of raw strength. Yet in the Middle Realm, there still exists a weapon forged specifically to kill me. Destroy it, and I will reveal the Transmutation Golem’s secret.”

“Alright. Smog, what kind of weapon is it, and where is it located?” Han Wu asked.

Smog’s voice rumbled through the hall. “It rests in a small village at the base of a lone hill. Its name is... Rivertown.”