Chapter 635 Huge Harvest

Suren didn't know how to describe the world before him, because the moment he entered, he realized that his senses were being distorted.

To the human eye, it was as if he were standing inside an abstract painting. The entire world was abstract, with no recognizable shapes of objects from a normal world.

But through Suren's Second Stage All-Knowing Eyes, it was a real world.

He saw countless flows of chaotic laws.

These laws, without restraint or regularity, were like countless colors of paint stirred together. But they hadn't merged, instead creating a huge pot of indescribable, mixed colors.

"Faith contamination?"

Suren frowned, realizing it wasn't just the chaotic laws.

As soon as he entered the space, he felt as if someone was whispering in his ear, incessantly chattering, giving him a humble feeling of wanting to kneel and worship some indescribable existence.

"Such rich faith power still remains after so many years. Just how strong was that ancient god back then?"

Suren pondered.

His eyes flashed with wisdom. He thought the world held no more secrets for him, but after coming to this special space, his eyes were slowly filled with various transcendent cognitions.

The level of incomprehensibility even surpassed the descent of the divine will he had previously seen in the Celestial God plane.

But clearly, this wasn't the time to let his imagination run wild. Suren's gaze fell on the sea of blood beneath him, which he identified as [Blood of Corruption].

It was the liquid formed from the decayed flesh and blood of countless living beings buried here countless years ago.

It was also the most vile substance Suren had ever seen.

It radiated a high-level dark energy, like nuclear radiation.

To human flesh and blood, it was nothing short of a deadly poison!

Suren unleashed his senses, and he could feel a terrifying soul fluctuation hidden in the blood, along with the very real pressure of a god. He thought, "Another false god?"

This was the monster that had repeatedly killed Crow.

However, the stronger the monster, the denser the strands of rules it likely contained.

The Dawn Mercenary Group's purpose in coming to the Burial Grounds of Gods was precisely this. The stronger the monster, the more valuable it was in some ways.

The monster was conveniently located at the exit of the seal, so anyone who came in would inevitably trigger it.

Suren also intended to test just how strong this monster was.

He raised his hand and, in the blink of an eye, a black crow was summoned from the surrounding deathly aura.

However, the moment Crow appeared, a pink, fleshy tentacle shot out from the sea of blood, slapping it into a bloody mess with a "smack."

Suren thought to himself, "Oh? Its senses are quite sharp."

Not only Crow, but even the faint fluctuations of his own summoning had been detected. It was only because of the shroud that the monster hadn't pinpointed his exact location.

However, countless fleshy tentacles emerged from the blood, wildly slapping at the sky.

Suren's eyes narrowed. He could already see that this monster was even stronger than the giant false god that had crawled out earlier.

But it wasn't beyond dealing with.

At that moment, Suren unwrapped the shroud, intending to see just how strong the monster really was.

However, the moment his aura leaked out, countless tentacles appeared on the surface of the sea, wildly lashing the air with the power of high-level laws.

Suren had already revealed himself. He wouldn't tolerate this monster's aggression. He raised his hand and slashed wildly with the black scythe.

Space cracks filled the sky like a storm, and the fleshy tentacles were chopped into countless pieces.

But as if the monster was in pain, the blood beneath his feet suddenly churned.

Suren, watching the rising water level, knew that the monster's main body was about to appear.

The enormous soul fluctuation was emerging from the bottom of the water, the blood steaming, and the air filled with a strong, decaying toxin.

In an instant, the surrounding space was scorched. Suren's protective *Baki* (霸气) isolated the decaying aura. However, the *Baki* itself was strangely ignited, emitting red gauze-like flames.

"This monster can control the power of rules!"

Suren's pupils constricted slightly. This meant that the monster possessed abilities nearly comparable to the demigod he had encountered in the Celestial God plane.

But this was only the beginning. In the blink of an eye, the monster had emerged from the blood, and even just the part that was exposed could be used to infer that the monster was extremely large.

The black scythe could only leave some insignificant gaps that healed in the blink of an eye.

The tentacles, like countless sharp spears, pierced straight towards him.

Normally, the larger the monster, the stronger its combat power. Because its size gave it proportionate physical and magical power, as well as extremely strong vitality.

However, this enormous size also meant that its agility and movement speed would be greatly limited.

Suren wouldn't tolerate this monster. He formed a warlock seal, and the flames of the God of Death blazed around his body. The [No Servant] secret technique allowed him to condense the soul fire into a green fire longsword in his hand.

He teleported to avoid the countless tentacles and went straight for the monster's head, where the soul fluctuation was strongest.

Suren had been studying the [Sage's Admonition] gold scroll for the past two years, and his understanding of the law of death was now far greater than before. Correspondingly, the power of his current God of Death fire was much stronger than it had been in the past. He hadn't encountered any obstacles when killing Ninth-Order beings, and he didn't think any spiritual body in this plane could withstand the burning of the God of Death fire.

He teleported over and slashed down with the fire blade, and the monster's soul immediately began to burn.

Normally, the God of Death fire igniting the soul would continuously burn it until it was completely exhausted.

But before Suren could think everything was going well, the monster's burning soul fire actually went out.

"Oh? It's almost condensed into 'divine fire'. This monster's soul fire is really powerful enough."

Suren wasn't too surprised.

Because this wasn't the first time he had encountered such a situation.

He had encountered the same situation when using the God of Death fire to deal with high-level creatures like giant dragons in the Dragon Kingdom Sea area.

The God of Death fire could burn the dragon soul, but it couldn't spread.

In other words, he needed to keep burning it to have any chance of inflicting fatal damage on this monster.

"It's hard to kill..."

Suren murmured in his heart, sensing countless tentacles attacking from behind. He teleported again to create distance.

However, although this didn't cause fatal damage to the monster, it enraged it. The monster hidden in the blood suddenly stood up, finally revealing its true body.

In an instant, divine might descended.

Even though Suren had seen all kinds of ugly, mutated monsters, he couldn't help but twitch his eyelids as he looked at the monster's form.

This was a humanoid monster, estimated to be eight hundred meters tall, and identified as:

[False God • Blood Tumor Abomination of the Ancient God Gabas]

Details: A conscious body born from the decaying blood vessels of an ancient god's corpse. It believes itself to be a god and possesses some chaotic powers of law.

It was like a monster with its biological flesh and bones stripped away, with countless capillaries that had come to life and condensed into a monster. Those countless blood vessels were constantly wriggling, looking like worms drilling around.

Suren couldn't help but think of the false god during the Lingdun Cataclysm and sighed, "Just how powerful was this ancient god before its death, that a few blood vessels could turn into a false god monster?"

However, when the monster stood up, Suren found that its chest was empty.

Looking closely, it was actually a... miniature universe?

The starry river swirled in the empty chest cavity, and a strong sense of mystery washed over him.

Clearly, this wasn't a universe, but rather a higher-level existence that human eyes couldn't comprehend.

Suren switched to his All-Knowing Eyes, and there was a ball of rule threads (1024%).

Upon identification, this monster actually had the equivalent of more than ten Cosmic Origin Matter rule thread content?

Seeing this, Suren was overjoyed, truly feeling like he had stumbled into a treasure trove.

If this monster could be killed, not only would they have an excess of Origin Matter, but it would also greatly alleviate the Alchemic Plane's urgent need for Origin Matter.

He immediately had an idea: He had to find a way to get rid of it.

However, the moment Suren saw it clearly, the monster launched an attack. A crack suddenly opened on its face without any facial features, making a roaring motion.

The annoying ancient god's whispers in his ear suddenly became shrill.

Suren wouldn't be unprepared. The shadow of the God of Death unfolded behind him, resisting most of the faith contamination.

On the other hand, countless tentacles emerged from the surrounding blood, imprisoning this world in the blink of an eye.

Suren was a silk thread puppeteer himself, so he knew how troublesome this move was.

His spatial ability instantly sensed that these tentacles were not just a physical encirclement. The power of the rules they mobilized also sealed the entire space.

This was a space imprisonment beyond the Ninth Order.

It could be said that without the [Ouroboros Time-Space Ring], Suren might have been trapped and killed here.

And the troublesome thing was that these tentacles not only restricted him but also wrapped around the monster, making it extremely risky to burn its soul again.

Suren realized that he couldn't kill the monster alone. He had to go out and get reinforcements.

A thought flashed through his mind, and his entire body disappeared.

Outside the seal enchantment, Yuta, Mr. Mirror, and the Dawn Mercenary Group were all staring nervously at the black hole.

Suren had been inside for a few minutes, and everyone's heart was filled with apprehension.

Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation flashed, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Mirror asked, "How is it?"

Suren's expression was serious, and he described what he had just discovered, "Inside is a special space formed by the corruption of an ancient god's corpse. The monster is very strong. The ancient god's whispers have the ability to contaminate faith on a large scale. It can also imprison space, is huge, and the power of the laws in its attacks is very high. The environment itself also contains a large amount of 'indescribable' chaotic rules, which can easily cause mental breakdowns."

Hearing Suren's high evaluation of the monster, everyone frowned and pondered.

From those simple descriptions, everyone seemed to see an indescribable monster.

This seemed to be something that humans could not possibly match.

However, before they could worry too much, Suren suddenly changed his tone and said, "However... the monster contains very ideal rule threads. I estimate that just killing that monster could extract about ten Cosmic Origin Matter."

Ten?

Hearing this, the Dawn Mercenary Group all looked stunned.

They had just been worried about the danger, but in an instant, they seemed to change their minds, and a fanaticism surfaced in their eyes.

Cosmic Origin Matter was once an alchemical treasure that could make Eighth-Order professionals risk their lives to obtain, let alone ten?

One monster has ten, and everyone couldn't imagine how many there were in this Burial Ground of Gods.

The Dawn Mercenary Group expressed their thoughts in the most direct language: "Charge!"

They could tell that since Suren dared to say it, there must be some chance.

Without any objection, everyone was eager to hunt down that monster.

Suren naturally meant the same thing.

Mr. Mirror looked over.

Suren didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "If we want to hunt down that monster, the current strength of our Dawn Mercenary Group should be enough. But the risks are also high, and there can't be any mistakes. After we go in, members below the Eighth Order can't look directly at anything. It's best to physically strip away visual perception."

Everyone listened carefully.

Suren had already basically tested the strength of the monster.

There were risks, but there was also confidence.

He explained the situation of the monster, and the Dawn Mercenary Group also offered suggestions and discussed tactics.

Before long, the Dawn Mercenary Group was ready.

Some were left outside to guard the seal entrance, and the rest all went to the Small Void Realm.

Suren was still the only one going in.

After he jumped into the black hole, he came to that sensory-distorted world again.

Suren looked at the sea of blood under his feet, which had calmed down. Sensing the soul fluctuations nearby, the monster had once again hidden in the blood.

At this moment, he suddenly pulled out a scroll and shouted softly, "Release!"

A super-large spatial magic circle was sealed in the scroll, which saved the process of needing to condense a warlock.

With the sound of the scroll exploding, everyone looked again, and a huge black sailing ship suddenly sailed out of the void.

Looking at the Dawn banner fluttering in the wind at the top of the mast, it was naturally the Eternal Night Emperor!

And on the ship, Mr. Mirror and Mr. Black and others were already rapidly forming seals.

Suren wasn't idle either. Holding the black scythe, he slashed wildly, cutting off the tentacles that were trying to approach the ship.

He had already seen it before. There was no clever way to deal with this monster, only a strong kill.

The moment the Dawn Mercenary Group appeared, the aura of tens of thousands of living people immediately exploded in this special space.

Like a drop of cold water in a pot of boiling oil, the blood instantly boiled.

However, the Dawn Mercenary Group was prepared.

Pandora transformed into the Tsukuyomi at the first moment of appearance. Her body turned into a stream of light and transformed into a sky full of blood-colored moonlight. She shrouded the entire ship. The power of moonlight blocked the ubiquitous ancient god's whispers around, and also extended silk threads to come into contact with the monster's tentacles, constantly extracting the faith power in the monster's body.

If it weren't for Pandora, Suren wouldn't have dared to bring the Dawn Mercenary Group in.

The ancient god's whispers had no effect on his vast spiritual power in the Divine Roaming Realm, but they were fatal to other professionals below the Eighth Order.

Once hit, they would almost immediately become mentally distorted.

Only magic can defeat magic.

Fortunately, Pandora, the Tsukuyomi, gave everyone the qualification to gain a foothold.

Moreover, there was also Yuta!

[Dagda's Magic Cauldron] has some similarities with the Alchemic Heart, it can provide Yuta with a steady stream of magic power; and [Holy Grail of Fael] is a purification holy object, it can purify almost all negative states.

Suren's mental distortion had been completely resolved with the help of this holy grail.

Pandora was responsible for external invading faith and various contaminations, while Yuta was responsible for constantly applying group purification to the group members.

This also gave the Dragon Language Warlock Group time to perform group spells.

The entire Dawn Mercenary Group, apart from Pandora and Yuta, had three people who opened their eyes: Suren, Mr. Mirror, and Mr. Black.

Being unable to understand those indescribable chaotic rules, even looking at them was a fatal injury.

As soon as she came in, Mr. Mirror had already rushed out, transforming into nine clones to attract the monster's main body in the blood.

Suren wasn't idle either. He formed a warlock seal, and several cracks appeared in the sky again. Looking closely, a dozen mechanical octopuses with hundred-meter tentacles appeared.

In the past few years, Dr. Banks's biology laboratory successfully used Titan blood to research giant Titan octopuses, and the War Workshop also used these octopuses to create a batch of super-large mechanical octopuses.

Mechanical creatures were the most suitable for dealing with this kind of giant monster.

Mechanical power had a huge innate advantage when it came to physical strength competition.

What's more, the octopus was an almost perfect mechanical creature.

As soon as a dozen mechanical octopuses fell into the water, countless fleshy tentacles wrapped around them, and the mechanical octopuses also wrapped around them in the same way.

A dozen of them each pulled a part, and like nails, they immediately fixed the monster in place.

Taking advantage of the valuable time they had gained, the Eternal Night Emperor had already landed on the sea of blood, and Mr. Black shouted sharply, "Green Dragon Mystery: Sky-Reaching Vine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten thousand-person warlock group exerted their strength together, and a pile of seeds were scattered into the sea of blood. They suddenly sprouted and expanded, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into green vines with a diameter of several meters.

The growth of these vines was parasitic, and they needed to absorb a lot of nutrients to grow.

And under this sea of blood was the monster's body. Countless giant vines parasitized on the monster's body, extracting its vitality and spreading out more and more vines to suppress the monster.

The main body of the [False God • Blood Tumor Abomination of the Ancient God Gabas] hadn't even emerged from the sea of blood, and it had already been pressed firmly into the water by countless vines and mechanical octopuses, unable to struggle.

After the imprisonment, Mr. Black roared again, "Light Dragon Language: Holy Light Thorns!"

The ten thousand people on the ship followed and changed their warlock seals together. Looking again, countless holy light thorns had grown on the countless vines, stabbing the monster and making it scream.

This monster was indeed very troublesome. Its huge size gave it top-level physical attack ability in this plane; it would also release "ancient god's whispers" to carry out a wide range of mental impact, as well as rule-level imprisonment, with bursting damage.

It could be said that any mistake could cause a Ninth-Order or lower professional to die instantly.

However, the current Dawn Mercenary Group had already cooperated very tacitly, and didn't give it this opportunity at all.

Suren wasn't idle either. The God of Death fire on him and Pestoa blazed brightly, and they rushed towards the monster's head that was emerging from the sea of blood. The imprisoned monster couldn't effectively stop them at all, and could only watch the two of them constantly burn its soul.

The power of the team was displayed vividly at this moment.

The Dawn Mercenary Group was united as one, and displayed terrifying combat power.

Pandora extracted the power of faith, the ten thousand-person warlock group grinded the flesh, the God of Death fire burned the soul, and Mr. Mirror was doing various mirror reflections. Although the monster was strong, how could it withstand so many layers of damage?

The result of the battle was exactly the same as previously predicted.

Before long, Suren teleported into the monster's body and gave its soul a fatal blow.

The monster finally collapsed, its consciousness dissipated, and countless tentacles slumped in the sea of blood, no longer struggling.

Above the sea of blood, Suren stood in the air, a huge alchemical array shining brightly.

In the alchemical array, the body of the tentacle monster was being refined smaller and smaller, impurities were stripped away, and what remained were pure rule threads.

Decay, Prophecy, Domination, Wisdom, Poetry, War, Death, Famine, Gambler, Order, All Things, Peace, Plague, Brutality, Money, Love, Healing, Elements, Extreme Cold.

Various rule threads were extracted.

Suren could now understand some of the mysteries above the laws. Seeing these threads, a deep thought flashed through his eyes.

At this moment, he finally understood why he had seen a "small universe" in the monster's chest.

He vaguely grasped some insights. These rules were the most basic things in the universe.

The essence of the universe seemed to be the manifestation of various rules gathered according to certain laws.

Something was wrong.

But it seemed like he had grasped something again.

Before long, the extraction was complete.

Suren added some of the previous fragments together and successfully condensed two finished products.

They were [Cosmic Eighteenth Origin Matter • War] and [Cosmic Forty-First Origin Matter • Plague].

There were a lot of remaining fragments, and the most there was 91%, only needing a little bit of completion to condense another finished product.

There were so many fragments.

In general, this monster provided nearly ten Origin Matter material fragments.

Even the Death Origin Matter that Suren himself needed was there.

Seeing the harvest, Mr. Mirror showed a relieved smile on her delicate face that had been frowning slightly.

This kind of harvest was already very satisfying.

Suren told the good news to everyone in the Dawn Mercenary Group, and everyone cheered.

At this moment, a strong sense of accomplishment surged into their hearts.

Even if they had taken risks, it was worth it.

Everyone had the same thought in their hearts: Their harvest on this trip might bring real hope to the Dawn Mercenary Group and the entire Alchemic civilization.

Facts had proved that the overall strength of the Dawn Mercenary Group had now touched the ceiling of the Alchemic Plane.

The top combat power in the group could fight demigods without losing, and the ten thousand-person warlock group was enough to deal with any situation.

After they killed the first tricky monster, their morale exploded.

Everyone continued to sail in this blood river, advancing all the way with irresistible force.

The aura of living people was like a bright light in the night, attracting various monsters in this distorted space to come over.

The Dawn Mercenary Group was no stranger to this situation.

The same situation had occurred in the cursed space of [Hell Dragon Kingdom] in the Dragon Kingdom Sea area. The aura of living people would attract a constant stream of monsters to attack.

Originally, this endless encirclement and killing would be a desperate situation for any team.

But for the Dawn Mercenary Group, it was not a big problem.

Because there was Suren.

They could leave this space anytime, anywhere.

Therefore, the Dawn Mercenary Group was not afraid at all, but instead became more and more courageous in battle.

After all, the more monsters there were, the more materials there were.

The ship sailed all the way, they charged and killed all the way, and also encountered various strange mutated monsters.

This was a distorted world, and various strange divine monsters were born.

Although they encountered some tricky situations several times along the way, the Dawn Mercenary Group also passed them safely.

Suren also refined more and more finished Cosmic Origin Matter.

However, just when everyone thought they would kill monsters and extract materials all the way in this strange world until the end, they suddenly saw a piece of land on the sea of blood.

And on the land, a thing appeared abruptly.

It was a black obelisk.

Originally, it was not strange for anything to appear in this distorted world.

But seeing this obelisk, even Suren and Mr. Mirror were stunned.

Because, they saw a signature on the obelisk.

It was the autograph left by Sir Isaac a thousand years ago.