Chapter 1 The Dungeon

In the cellar, Suren and four other powerhouses from other planes watched the sudden descent of divine will, their expressions serious.

They had all signed contracts with this demon god and traded their destinies.

Facing the creditor, they were naturally a little apprehensive.

But all five had already touched the peak of human power. Even facing a god, they weren't as bewildered as ordinary people.

Suren was an alchemist who only believed in truth and didn't have any reverence. The other four had their own divine beliefs, and they only had reverence for foreign gods on the level of power.

Facing this existence that could not be directly looked upon, each of them used their own methods to pry.

The will suddenly descended into the cellar, looking like a mysterious person in a cloak.

It wasn't the main body that came, but a wisp of will.

He didn't know if others could see it, but in Suren's Eyes of Omniscience, the indescribable will was actually attached to a rat?

He had guessed correctly. This demon god was in a very bad situation. This rat had even come in the primitive way of digging a tunnel.

However, with just this one glance, Suren immediately restrained his gaze, and his hair stood on end.

Because of this one glance,

He saw the true "Great Terror",

His entire soul trembled!

Suren had seen the will of gods descend more than once, and he had seen the physical objects of a lower god’s godhead and divine fire. Although he knew that there was an indescribable huge gap between the ninth rank and the god rank, from the level of cosmic rules, he was no stranger to the god rank.

It was like a person at the foot of a mountain looking at the peaks in the clouds. Even if the fog was misty, they could still vaguely see a few things.

However, with just that one glance just now, he saw a completely incomprehensible "indescribable."

That one glance was like seeing the vast ocean, and he himself was just a speck of dust. It was an indescribable existence.

This was a mountain peak that could not be seen to the end, even when looking up.

Even if it was attached to a rat, it had the power to destroy the world.

What was completely incomprehensible in Suren's current understanding could only be one possibility: "High-level God!"

He was shocked.

This was the most terrifying existence he had ever seen.

Suren instantly put away those naive thoughts he had before.

He originally thought that if it was a lower-level god, there might be some other plans. Now, those thoughts instantly vanished.

…

The other four people in the cellar were the same. After they probed with their own methods, they were all shocked on the spot.

Suren also knew that this demon god probably deliberately wanted to shock them, but no matter how he looked at it, if this one wanted to kill the people in the cellar, it would probably only take a single thought.

The solemn atmosphere was swept away, and everyone had a kind of open-mindedness to face death.

At this time, the white-faced youth bowed and said, "Great Demon God, we are here in accordance with the contract. May I ask what we need to do?"

He was very straightforward.

After all, they were not the demon god's believers, nor were they slaves. This was originally a transaction.

The demon god glanced at everyone, didn't mince words, and said directly, "I need you to help me do something."

His words were full of majesty, with a kind of power that seemed to directly strike the depths of the soul, repeatedly making people unable to help but kneel down and worship.

Everyone was not surprised by these words.

Reaching their level, death would not make people absolutely fearful, and they all remained calm.

But obviously, everyone was very curious about what they had to do.

No one spoke, and the cellar instantly fell into an eerie silence.

Suren completely stripped away his emotional fluctuations and listened quietly.

He had an expression that said, "You don't panic, and I don't panic either."

He knew that someone would be more anxious than him.

Because… everyone else’s ticket was one-way, and they couldn’t go back now.

Suren himself had already remembered the route he came from. Although the space displacement across planes was likely to be a narrow escape from death for him now, it was still a glimmer of hope.

The other four didn't even have a glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, the silence didn't last long.

The centaur Kamul finally couldn't help but speak, "Forgive my ignorance, but a high-level god as powerful as you can do everything with a snap of your fingers. Why do you need to summon us insignificant lower creatures?"

Perhaps the gods of the God Realm were used to dealing with gods, Kamul's posture was very low.

This kind of reverence from the bottom of his heart could not be faked.

Suren had no divine belief, so his expression showed no abnormality.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of the people beside him: Even when facing such a terrifying existence, this "newcomer" didn't show a trace of reverence on his face?

The demon god's tone didn't show any fluctuations. He didn't plan to explain and said directly, "Since you have all used my power before, it is good to complete the contract exchange. I will send you out in a while. What you have to do is to never reveal my existence at any time, and then kill Cleopatra, the Pharaoh guarding the tomb, and obtain the 'Key of Eternal Life' to open the tomb door…"

Tomb?

As soon as these words came out, the expressions in the eyes of the five people in the cellar were different.

Suren's brain also started to work rapidly.

This was a tomb, and they had to kill the Pharaoh. Just hearing it, he knew that it would definitely be a narrow escape from death. Otherwise, no one would have completed it in tens of thousands of years.

The key was that he didn't have any external information now. He didn't even know where he was.

But this was obviously not the most important thing.

The important thing was, what if they were really lucky enough to complete the mission alive, and then what? How to go back? What about the contract?

As soon as these words came out, the cellar fell silent again.

Suren remained calm, but the others were more anxious and wanted to fight for a chance of survival.

At this time, the barbarian Ralph plucked up his courage and said in a deep voice, "May I ask the Great Demon God, will the contract end after completing this task? Can we return to our original plane?"

It was true that they were here to fulfill the contract, but they were not here to be eternally enslaved by a heretical demon god.

Even if asking this question would offend and anger this god, this question had to be asked clearly first.

Suren meant the same thing.

Before doing anything, they had to solve the potential problems first.

Originally, the five people thought that such a straightforward question would cause some accident, but they didn't expect that the demon god would agree very decisively: "Yes."

He didn't seem to be surprised at all.

It was as if countless people had asked this question in the past countless years.

As he spoke, as if to dispel their concerns, a contract appeared in front of each of the five people, with this clause added: The contract will be terminated upon completion of the task.

The contract took effect.

Seeing this, the five people breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any worries, they could do their best to fulfill the contract.

At this time, the demon god continued to remind them: "After you go out, you will be slaves who are building the tomb. No one can help you. You have to find a way to get close to the Sun Temple, and then kill Pharaoh Cleopatra IX. Judging by your knowledge, that Pharaoh is a ‘demigod’. It won't be difficult for the five of you to kill her together."

Everyone felt a sense of relief when they heard this plan. So they only had to kill a demigod?

Although they didn't know why the demon god didn't do it himself, the five of them obviously had a certain degree of confidence.

…

The demon god warned them a few more words, and the surrounding light suddenly turned pitch black.

Then, like a void shift, the dark cellar became a wooden prison?

The five people had experienced this incomprehensible divine-level method before, so they were not surprised.

"Airship?"

Suren sensed the surrounding space and found that he had appeared in a cabin that looked like a prison cell.

And the entire prison cell was actually in the cabin of a large ship?

Not to mention how this ship was flying in the sky, he was even more surprised that the space coordinates he had left in that cellar before were very far away, almost imperceptible. He estimated that it was… hundreds of thousands of miles underground?

Before he could figure out anything, Suren's attention was immediately attracted by the feeling of "weakness".

Looking down, he saw that his hands and neck were locked with chains that looked like gold but weren't.

"Slave collar? Magic-sealing runes?"

Suren understood what the runes on this collar were at a glance. The [Blasphemer]-enhanced brain quickly calculated: "Ninth-tier light-based imprisonment runes, solidifying the [Sun Burst] spell. It will explode immediately if forcibly opened… Three million six hundred thousand ways to crack it. It's not too difficult."

This slave collar didn't completely seal magic, but was like a current limiter, preventing the slaves from bursting out with too much energy.

With this thing, Suren estimated that he could only use 10% of his body's combat power.

It restricted combat power without restricting labor.

The demon god had also said before that someone would send them the keys at the appropriate time.

They were to wait for the opportunity.

But this level of rune encryption wasn't a high level of difficulty for Suren now.

For an alchemist, no matter what system of runes, the essence was the change of cosmic rules and laws. As long as he could see through the rules, there would be traces to follow for cracking them.

Although this was definitely a plane with gods, there was no need to use a beast trap to catch a rat.

From the perspective of an alchemist, the degree of encryption of this slave collar was only a difficulty that a ninth-tier alchemist could crack.

For Suren, it was even easier.

The slave collar wasn't threatening, so he didn't think much about it.

While he was deciphering the unlocking method in his mind, he also looked at the others in the prison.

Dou Sheng Jieyi, Centaur Kamul, Barbarian Ralph, Dragon Girl Marcia… The four people he had seen before were now also locked in cages, wearing collars.

Suren could also see that this was a slave ship.

These ninth-tiers each had a single room, and there were also fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh-tiers. But there were no ordinary people. The low-level slaves were densely packed throughout the cabin like sweet potatoes in a cellar.

A wooden ship carrying hundreds of thousands of people?

Suren also found that this ship was not only surprisingly large, but it was also packed with people.

He raised his hand, and a black crow quietly appeared in the cabin, and then quietly窜了出去.

The people next to him saw his action, but didn't speak.

Suren shared the black crow's vision in his eyes, and then he was completely stunned.

Their ship was indeed in the sky, and there were several other large ships nearby, sailing in the sky.

But what surprised him wasn't this, but the world in front of him, which was a vast expanse of yellow sand. An endless desert.

But what was even more amazing was that there were countless pyramids of all sizes standing in the desert.

The small pyramids were several kilometers high, and the largest pyramid in sight was tens of thousands of meters high and still under construction!

If it weren't for flying in the sky, the view would probably be a towering high wall that blocked out the sky and the sun.

Looking up, there were actually three suns in the sky!

Even in the cabin, they could feel the rolling hot air.

…

Before long, the huge airship suddenly descended and landed with a bang.

Millions of slaves on several ships were driven out of the cabins.

Looking at the construction project of the pyramids in the distance, Suren also knew what the next job of these war slaves would be.

But what surprised him was, "This is not a high-level plane?"

Suren carefully sensed the upper limit of the laws of heaven and earth, and found that it was almost the same as the broken plane of the Alchemy Plane.

In other words, this plane could not allow the descent of gods.

Suren also realized why the demon god didn't do it himself.

He couldn't come.

In the Eyes of Omniscience’s appraisal, the entire world had a kind of "divine prohibition" that he couldn't understand.

But things were not that simple.

The upper limit of the world's laws in his eyes was not high, but the pyramids that Suren identified with the Eyes of Omniscience were actually a piece of " **".

Which meant that there was a great secret above the divine rank hidden in it!

"What is this place…"

Suren was full of doubts. Tomb?

Could it be a tomb for burying gods?

Although Suren didn't understand the function of those pyramids, he vaguely guessed that they might fit some kind of ridiculously high-level formation, looking at their star-studded layout.

While he was thinking, he followed the long line towards the construction area of the pyramids.

There were brown-skinned overseers on the roadside. They probably thought the slaves were walking too slowly, so they waved their whips and whipped them indiscriminately.

When these whips landed on the slaves, they instantly activated the rune restrictions on the slave collars. The whips immediately turned into flame whips, burning the entire person.

When high-level slaves were whipped, they would only leave a charred whip mark. Those fourth and fifth-level slaves were almost ignited by a whip and turned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

Such scenes were constantly being staged.

The overseers didn't care about the lives of the slaves at all.

After all, a million new slaves had been transported this time!

Suren followed the slave team while muttering in his heart, "How powerful does a civilization have to be to get so many slaves to build tombs?"

Before he had gone far, he saw a crocodile-headed man among the high-ranking construction workers.

He looked like a small leader, about the eighth rank.

After taking a glance, the name identified was [Taris God Clan · Velodis].

All of a sudden, some sporadic information flashed in Suren's mind.

He had heard of this race in the knowledge he had harvested in the God Realm. It seemed to be a powerful race that believed in the sun god.

But the information was limited to this.

Suren looked at the three suns in the sky, thoughtfully.

…

Slaves were here to work, not to take a vacation.

As soon as Suren's million slaves arrived, they were directly driven to a place that looked like a wharf filled with stone bars.

These were all stone bars used to build the pyramids.

This world was all desert. He didn't know where these stones came from.

But Suren was surprised again when he saw these stones.

Because the origin of this stone was not ordinary. It turned out to be the legendary [Asgard Stone]

This stone had many excellent properties such as absorbing energy, being strong, wear-resistant, and immortal… Normally speaking, it would be difficult for even gods to destroy it.

The reason why Suren was surprised was that the "Black Tower" in Old Lingdun was built with this stone!

"Good stuff…"

Looking at the stones all over the ground, Suren also thought about how strong it would be if this stone was used to build a city?

It was so strong on a physical level alone. If he made a formation, wouldn't it be unbreakable?

Moreover, others couldn't take these stones away. He had a small void realm, so he could always stuff a lot of them in.

The number of stones in front of him was endless. Now they were used to build pyramids, so there must be other wonderful uses.

The slaves were urged to start working.

The [Asgard Stone] was about a hundred times the mass of ordinary stones. A small piece weighed hundreds of tons.

Hundreds of low-level slaves pulled a stone bar, while high-level slaves pulled one or a few stones towards the busy construction site.

Suren, as a ninth-tier, was assigned a huge stone bar weighing tens of thousands of tons by the overseer. He carried it alone and followed the endless team to transport the stones.

Dou Sheng Jieyi, Centaur Kamul, Barbarian Ralph, and Dragon Girl Marcia were the same, becoming stone carriers.

However, not long after walking, Suren looked at the changes in his attribute panel and discovered another problem: "Sure enough, there is a mysterious force absorbing my lifespan…"

He had discovered it when he got off the ship before, and thought it was an environmental factor.

But now, after carrying stones and getting closer to the pyramid, he was sure that his life was accelerating.

Even if he didn't do anything, his lifespan was flowing away at twice the speed. And after doing physical work, his lifespan would flow away several times faster.

Suren had been wondering why building the pyramids required so many slaves, and at this rate, it would take tens of thousands of years to build.

Now it seemed that they not only needed labor, but also needed the lifespans of these slaves to achieve some unknown purpose.

Recognizing this, in the Eyes of Omniscience, he saw strands of special silk threads evaporating from each slave and then gathering in the various pyramids…

It was as if those pyramids were living things, "smoking".