Chapter 630: The Spokesman of God

“Too little? You think it’s too little?” The air around the indistinct shadow vibrated slightly, yet it continued to look at Lu Yu calmly.

Lu Yu nodded and said, “Since you claim to be a god, you should clearly understand the extent of my physical abilities and how many more rounds I can endure with the help of the Illusion Demon. However, I don’t understand—how can you believe that ten Golden-Blood Beasts and ten boxes would be enough to let me leave?”

“Lu Yu, I can expel you at any moment, and even strip you of all your abilities!” the deity replied coldly, staring at him.

“You can’t,” Lu Yu laughed. “You can only watch from afar. You treat us like puppets, observing everything from a lofty distance, yet you have no power to intervene. Otherwise, this world would have already been destroyed. Why else would you let us keep growing stronger?”

“Haha, you’ve really surprised me. I never thought you’d dare to speak to me like this,” the deity laughed, his tone suddenly turning serious as he added coldly, “If you want more from me, there will be a price to pay.”

“You’ve been planning this from the very beginning, haven’t you?” Lu Yu couldn’t help but feel a start of surprise upon seeing the deity laugh like this for the first time.

His heart sank, and he secretly braced himself.

His heart pounded wildly, as if he were about to hear something world-shattering.

The deity looked at Lu Yu with his hands clasped behind his back and said, “Indeed, if you’re willing to pay a certain price, you can gain much more from me. Lu Yu, I’ve been watching you all along; now it’s up to you whether you can seize this opportunity. Whatever you desire, just speak it out. I can give you anything you want, but of course, this comes with conditions.”

Lu Yu stared blankly at the deity, astonished and terrified.

What does this mean?

This was not the bloodshot eye of the Blood Demon Domain that he had seen before, nor was it the god from the Starry Battlefield who sought to usher in the darkness, and certainly not the god from the Hunting Demon Plains.

He is the deity of this beast battlefield; what did he mean by his words?

The more Lu Yu thought about it, the more his heart quivered with alarm. He asked, his voice trembling, “What exactly do you want me to do?”

Lu Yu couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He even thought that his own suspicions must be wrong.

This is an impossible thing.

“You should be aware that the first King has already appeared, and it won’t be long before another King emerges. When that time comes, the first wave of the apocalypse will arrive. Do you really think your city can withstand it?” The deity did not answer Lu Yu’s question but continued, “If you’re willing to make a deal with me, you will gain my divine power, which will be of great help in resisting the apocalypse.”

“Is this your condition?” Lu Yu’s heart surged like turbulent waves. He had never expected to receive such an answer.

“Correct, these are my terms. If you agree and then fail to abide by them, that will be the day you die.” The deity’s voice turned icy cold: “Don’t look so resentful. I can destroy everything you have with a single strike—your puppet creations, your artificial lives, your substitute bodies, even the city you built. You won’t have a second chance—that is my power. For I am a god, and I can destroy everything with but a single thought!”

The deity was incredibly arrogant and utterly merciless, with a vague pair of eyes exuding the overbearing majesty of a king who holds absolute power over life and death.

Lu Yu did not doubt the words of the deity at all. He spoke seriously, “Exactly what kind of gods are you? You created the apocalypse tide and all these spaces, so why did you also give me power to use against you?”

“Because I believe in you, I think you have the ability to survive the apocalypse tide,” the deity smiled. “If you do make it through the apocalypse tide, you might become my representative, able to use my divine power without limits. And now, if you agree to my terms and sign the contract, I can grant you a portion of my divine power right away, along with immense wealth.”

The divine voice was filled with temptation, confident that Lu Yu would be unable to resist.

“Why me?” Lu Yu’s heart surged with turmoil, even more shocked.

Gods need spokespeople, which is completely different from what he had in mind and even beyond his expectations!

“Since the beginning of the apocalypse, nothing that happens on Earth escapes my eyes. I know every person’s abilities. I hold your strength and combat power in high regard. Although you are not the strongest, you are the warrior I have chosen. How about this: if you are willing, I can grant you the right to use a small portion of divine power. With it, you could at least fight a true King Zun without being defeated. Even just a tiny bit of divine power remaining in your body can double the effect of your abilities. Moreover, when entering the Demon Commander System and activating battle mode, the consumption of various materials can be reduced through divine power. If you inject divine power into a star artifact, do you know how powerful the star artifact you refine would become?”

Each item mentioned by the deity was an even greater temptation.

Lu Yu, using these systems, naturally understood how significant his consumption was.

He is desperately trying to make money everywhere, working tirelessly to earn more.

But trillions of dollars would be drained to bring dozens of people back to life.

But he still owed several ten thousand lives.

Lu Yu desired an endless supply of money and a body that could evolve infinitely, but these things could not all be given to him at once.

The deity saw through Lu Yu’s thoughts and smiled with narrowed eyes, “Lu Yu, as long as you’re willing, I can help you resurrect ten thousand people. This additional condition is truly my limit.”

The voice of the deity pierced through Lu Yu’s eardrums and reached his soul.

In that moment, Lu Yu’s eyes briefly lost their luster.

But it was only for an instant. Lu Yu’s whole body shuddered, his eyes suddenly regained clarity, his back was completely soaked, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Lu Yu’s heart trembled as he gazed at the deity and asked, “If I agree to your terms, what exactly are your conditions?”

The voice of the deity and his conditions were simply too tempting.

If it weren’t for his strong will, Lu Yu would have agreed in that very moment.

He regained his composure, and his gaze became more determined.

The deity was taken aback but quickly regained composure, speaking solemnly, “Become my warrior, never to betray me for the rest of your life, until I summon you once again.”

“These are your terms?” Lu Yu wasn’t a fool; he naturally understood what the condition of never betraying meant.

This is equivalent to becoming a slave to the gods, forever controlled by them.

“Correct,” the deity nodded. “I will summon you only once, and after that one time, you will gain your freedom.”

Lu Yu smiled and said, “You have excellent conditions. But unfortunately, I have no intention of becoming someone else’s subordinate. Unless you eliminate me or control my mind, I will never become your warrior.”

“You—don’t you want to hear what you will gain from me? Besides divine power, there is much more you can obtain here.” The deity was slightly taken aback, not expecting to be rejected.

Being high above, as a deity who can bestow everything upon others, how could one fail to move a person’s heart?

“I only know that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. The more you gain, the more you must pay in return. It’s just like when I escorted those people out of here. Each of them paid the price of several billion spirit stones to save their lives. If I were to agree to your request, what I’d gain would surely be more than just several billion. So I have to ask myself, what would I need to pay?”

Lu Yu asked the deity.

The deity remained silent for a moment, then coldly replied, “I’ve said all I needed to say. Do you think only I am seeking a representative? The god of the Demon Hunting Plains has already chosen their own spokesperson. If you don’t become a representative yourself, do you think the resources of your Fangang can withstand the attacks from other deities’ representatives?”

The deity paused for a moment, then spoke coldly, “I give you this final chance. If you refuse, you will never have another opportunity.”

Lu Yu sneered coldly, “No need, honorable god. I’ll continue with my cultivation. Only what one gains oneself can be truly trusted; everything else leaves one feeling uneasy inside.”

The deity stared at Lu Yu and then transformed into a shower of light, vanishing after several minutes.

“I’m not a fool, and please don’t take me for one,” Lu Yu said. He pulled a golden beast from his storage space, poured its blood all over himself, and then threw the beast back into the storage space.

The beast’s blood splattered onto his body and instantly transformed into golden threads that pierced into Lu Yu’s body.

The blood of this golden beast should sustain him for about a month.

There’s still an hour to go before the sixth wave begins.

Lu Yu leaned against a small tree. Here, only he and the demon remained.

A golden treasure chest was brought out.

The treasure chest is engraved with intricate patterns, appearing as if it were carved from a single piece of gold, without the slightest seam of fusion.

Lu Yu shook it, but found that there was no sound inside, as if it were empty.

Lu Yu exerted strength with both arms—

Crack—

The golden chest was pried open.

The box was empty, yet a golden aura floated inside, forming a slender crack in the air.

From the crack, something fell out.

Lu Yu caught the object with both hands. At that moment, both the box and the tear disappeared.

What Lu Yu held in his hand was a small bottle, three inches long.

The bottle is made of crystal.

Lu Yu could see through the bottle that there were ten droplets of blood inside, each remaining separate and not merging with the others, floating and moving within the bottle.

As the blood droplets collided, they instantly separated again.

Lu Yu opened the bottle, and a strong smell of blood wafted out from it.

At the same time, a surge of energy emanating from the bottle made Lu Yu’s heart race with alarm.

“This blood is from a Golden Blood Beast, but why does it feel like the blood of a beast with a cultivation strength of five thousand!”

Lu Yu could feel that a single drop of blood here was equivalent to the combined blood energy of a thousand Golden Blood Beasts that he had hunted and killed.

“This is such a great item dropped from the golden treasure chest!”

Lu Yu carefully put away the bottle, and then took out another box and crushed it.

This time, a piece of crystal stone fell through the crack.

“Crystal stone, this is one of the three most important auxiliary materials for forging star-grade armor!”

Lu Yu clenched a fist-sized crystal stone in his hand, examining it carefully.

The golden treasure chest is indeed a great item.

Lu Yu crushed the third one, but it turned out to be empty.

The fourth box gave him a piece of a half-star artifact.

Then, the fifth and sixth boxes yielded two common skills.

Opening boxes feels like gambling; you never know what you’ll get—it’s all down to luck.

However, Lu Yu would be satisfied with just a crystal stone and ten drops of blood from a Golden Blood Beast.

The sixth wave of the beast tide didn’t include any Golden Beasts, but the rewards continued to accumulate, becoming extremely generous.

The seventh wave of the beast tide still did not include any golden beasts.

The power of these beasts has already approached the level of a Star Lord.