The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 455 - Hecatoncheiras

Naturally, Huang Shengjun wouldn’t listen to Xu Hai, yet his words still struck him. They made him feel as though everyone around was laughing at his failure.

“He can’t even beat a first-year junior. What did he do all year?”

“The second-year valedictorian? What a joke.”

“I’m so ashamed. I can’t believe I ever admired him.”

...

The students who had gathered to watch the duel were all mocking and ridiculing him. Huang Shengjun’s chest tightened until he couldn’t breathe. “You... shut up! All of you, shut up!”

His outburst only fueled their mockery.

“So uncouth. Is he really a valedictorian?”

“What a coward. He only bullies the weak and fears the strong.” 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

“Never thought your clone would die so miserably in that duel. Try fighting with your true body next time.”

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Their insults rang in Huang Shengjun’s ears. He tried to block them out, pressing his palms against his ears, but their voices cut through anyway. A crushing pressure wrapped around him, and all he wanted was to leave this place as fast as possible.

Han Wu seized the moment and placed his hand on Huang Shengjun’s shoulder. “Senior Huang, I think it's time we settled our debts.”

Huang Shengjun glared at him. “Take your hand off me. This is the only warning you will get.”

Unfortunately, his words carried no weight here. Han Wu didn’t flinch. By now, they had crossed the line into open hostility.

“What if I don’t?” Han Wu shot back, his voice rough with anger.

The lecturers from Imperial College thought the two were about to start a real fight and hurried to pull them apart.

One lecturer snapped, “Han Wu, have we not made the rules clear? Once the duel ends, all grudges between you two must be settled. You’re not allowed to touch him again.

“Imperial College will soon announce its decision regarding Huang Shengjun’s punishment for leaking another student’s personal information. The higher-ups have already sent us the verdict. I’ll read it to both of you.”

He unrolled a scroll and read aloud. “Student Huang Shengjun intentionally sold another student’s personal information. Due to his lack of integrity, the higher-ups have decided that all of Huang Shengjun’s past achievements at Imperial College are hereby nullified. He is to be expelled immediately.”

Han Wu listened with delight. Erasing Huang Shengjun’s past achievements and titles wasn’t that important. What thrilled him was the expulsion itself. Once expelled, Huang Shengjun would lose every privilege and ounce of prestige that came with being a student there. He would no longer be the valedictorian, and Imperial College would cast him out with no chance of return. For a man who valued his reputation above all else, that was a fate worse than death.

Satisfied with the verdict, Han Wu finally released him. Whether he wanted to kill Huang Shengjun in the future was another matter, but for now, his rival was gone from Imperial College for good.

Being able to drive him out like this left Han Wu in high spirits. He returned to his divine realm and spent a large amount of Divine Points to activate Life Infusion, blessing his units. It was a day for celebrations for them as well.

Once blessed, his units became healthier, and their potential increased significantly. The newer units that had just joined his divine realm immediately turned into Devotees. In the end, he had secured victory and gained much from it.

Han Wu could feel that his units’ faith in him had grown stronger. He smiled, then studied the threads of faith that connected him to his units. He chose the two thickest ones.

Through those threads, he reached out to the two units. The thicker of the two connected to Steely, one of his oldest units. Steely had once been a Heroic life form, but with Han Wu’s support and nurturing, he had advanced through every rank—Lord, High Lord, King—and he had now reached the Sage rank.

Han Wu knew how much effort Steely had invested to reach this point, so he resolved to help him become even stronger. The best way to achieve that was to ask the Origin of Mutation to use the Origin Virus.

The Origin of Mutation fused some of Steely’s blood with the Origin Virus to create a base template first. After considering how Steely used all four arms to swing different greatswords in battle, it adjusted the template and added several parameters designed to induce a targeted mutation.

Once the process was complete, the Origin of Mutation handed Han Wu the finished reagent—the combination of the Origin Virus and Steely’s blood before being modified to induce a targeted mutation. Han Wu was confident in the Origin of Mutation’s skills and ordered Steely to drink it.

The moment Steely swallowed the reagent, he started changing. He shot up in height, and arms sprouted from his abdomen. They were white, soft, and small like those of a newborn baby, too fragile to be useful in battle.

The mutation continued, driven by the reagent, until it finally reached its end. Steely had turned into a Hecatoncheiras, a towering behemoth with 100 arms. He could now wield 100 greatswords, and his new form radiated a very sharp aura.

Eager to test Steely’s strength, Han Wu handed him 100 greatswords from his own vault. As Steely gripped them, he felt Divine Points surge through his arms.

At that moment, the 100 greatswords in his grasp flooded him with immense energy. With a casual swing, he easily obliterated an entire mountain. Such power far exceeded anything Steely had achieved in the past. Before his mutation, Steely had to use Steelcutter to accomplish something similar. Now, one ordinary swing was enough.

The mutation thrilled Steely. If a single swing could cause such destruction, what would happen if he used its strongest Skill, Steelcutter? He couldn’t wait to test it out, so he asked Han Wu for permission to unleash Steelcutter.

Han Wu feared that his divine realm would suffer damage, so he quickly purchased a ticket online that would transport them to a foreign civilization. Once there, Steely calmed his heart and unleashed Steelcutter. Under his control, the greatswords started merging together until all 100 of them merged into a 1,000-meter-tall greatsword formed from a hurricane. The surrounding space fractured and repaired itself even before he swung the sword.

“Swing it!” Han Wu ordered.

Steely obeyed.

When the shockwave from the Skill finally faded, Han Wu stared in horror. The entire stretch of earth before them had vanished.