Chapter 850: Chapter 483: At Least 1 Billion World-Class Energy Required! (Part 2)
The only option was to vent their anger on these adventurers.
And this gamble stirred their interest; just like many living beings had points from the World Tree’s concreteness, they had something similar—a corrupt black World Tree connecting the Abyss and the Totem, accumulating Abyss Power.
When the World Tree blooms, it will likewise aid them, but who would refuse the chance to become stronger?
Moreover, these adventurers were so weak that they felt like they were in a slaughterhouse, their desire to kill escalating continuously.
"Kill!"
Over ten Venerables started moving, terrifying power erupting in their hands.
Amazing outburst of Sequence Six power struck directly!
"Weren’t you going to slack off? Why aren’t you running?"
At this moment, the Pigeon God stood on Su Qi’s shoulder, squinting as it watched the scene: "Each of those Venerables is at Sequence Six strength, and even though they’re the eliminated batch, they’re similar to that Jiang kid next to you; they have other powers enhancing them."
"You’re Sequence Seven, run or it’ll be too late." Pigeon God: "Don’t count on me to save you."
It could naturally see Su Qi’s strength, steady at Sequence Seven, with no concealment, though there seemed to be a faint, strong aura emanating, but in this situation...
Su Qi, however, didn’t respond, just paused a moment and said:
"I was just pondering a question."
"What?"
"The bet they made earlier, the Abyss Power wagered seemed not insignificant."
"How can you speak of power like it’s money; the totems they have contain the core power of the Abyss, just as the World Tree bestowed upon you. The Totem also grants them this part of the power..." Pigeon God was still intuitively explaining.
But it noticed Su Qi had already started to run.
And the direction of the run was toward the Venerables, making it aware: "What do you intend to do?"
Pigeon God frowned: "Weren’t you planning to secretly accumulate power through a ceremony? No matter whom you target, the commotion caused will not be easily hidden."
Though scolding Su Qi words, as a god, it had seen much, let alone participated in the arrangements of ceremonies, knowing that these matters are not simple.
It could see that this ceremony was anything but simple; in its perception, it could naturally sense Su Qi had backing from someone influential, and it was related to the Gods Palace.
This was why it stayed behind to help arrange everything for him.
Now the ceremony silently absorbed the surrounding energy, further confirming its thoughts, that Su Buxian harbored traces of an existence, intending to summon it from the depths of the Old Days through the massive energy absorbed by the ceremony.
After all, this was how it had been summoned, a feather marked by its own traces and massive directional energy; the moment it opened its eyes, it also saw the ceremony’s flicker around.
That’s why it was urging restraint at this moment.
After all, it knew that Hustler Palace could boast only those two God’s Sons, and now the pair were in fierce battle.
If Hustler Palace became the Abyss’s target, it would be troublesome.
Now, though, looking at the energy absorbed by the ceremony, in its intentional observation, it was quite significant, and if things stalled, it would likely be enough.
"What should I say."
Su Qi seemed to know its thoughts, quietly saying: "Based on calculations, in the current situation, the energy absorbed by the ceremony should not be enough."
Pigeon God was slightly startled: "How can it not be enough?"
It pondered: "The Old Days is centered on traces; I don’t have many traces left now, but I have traces from over a thousand worlds."
"If you don’t know how much energy was used to summon me, it doesn’t matter; you just need to know that the more traces, the higher the corresponding energy to summon, and Divine Summon is the best method, because gods can bear this energy consumption."
Now, Pigeon God directly mentioned these things from the Old Days, knowing roughly that Su Qi was the chosen one by a high-ranking figure in the Gods Palace, so it felt at ease, knowing what needed to be done.
"But if deeply within, or if some godly being falls into complete distress, wanting to perform Divine Summon from the outside, much like I did before, it requires massive consumption."
Listening to the Pigeon God’s lengthy speech, Su Qi also smiled slightly, knowing it was reminding itself, considering him completely as people from the Gods Palace.
"What if I say..."
Su Qi gently said: "Nearly ten billion world-level trace energy is needed?"
In an instant, Pigeon God doubted he heard right, blinking wide eyes: "How...how much???!!"
"According to the large model calculations, it should be 1,223,154,589." Su Qi repeated.
This model naturally came from Xiao Meng.
In fact, since departing from the Ominous Universe, he had begun letting Xiao Meng calculate.
Of course, this not only included the Dimension Master’s traces but many other things, his breakthrough requirements included, though they were insignificant by comparison.
In any case, the final obtained data generally was like this.
"...." Pigeon God seemed shocked back to reality, twitching its sharp beak: "No, no."
"You don’t even know what a world unit represents."
"A standard world-level unit; your saying of thousands is inaccurate. Accurately speaking, the traces on you now are only 961 world units."
Su Qi paused again, looking at the present existence: "Ranked at the bottom among all gods, demons."
Pigeon God: "????"
That’s bad.
This kid really knows.
Though hearing few traces wasn’t unusual, as every god kept burning traces like the sun in the Old Days.
But even so, to reach a world-level trace, usually only demigod-level barely managed it.
The adventurers present, their traces in the Old Days, at most like a matchstick, just a spark, then gone.
At this moment.
Clearly, a Venerable noticed Su Qi approaching from afar, pulling out the Blood Blade embedded in an adventurer’s chest, coldly watching the opponent, losing some interest after killing so many adventure-breaking Sequence Six adventurers. A weaker powerful one was rather meaningless, though it didn’t quite matter—just a matter of a single slash.
And Su Qi and the Pigeon God continued their argument.
Pigeon God now saw Su Qi’s earnest expression, utterly stunned beyond measure.
"So if ten billion is true!! How could that level of energy ever be prepared!!"
"Coincidentally, that was just now my question too."
Indeed it was just now, even though Xiao Meng began analyzing when he landed, it wasn’t until just now that Su Qi knew this specific magnitude, and Xiao Meng estimated that if this trend continued without any variables, the energy couldn’t possibly gather in a short time.
So Su Qi began to act.
He smiled gently: "So I’m collecting now, right?"
"Collect?"
He charged towards that Venerable, the opponent’s cold reaction solely a calm intent to kill!
Without a single word to spare.
The opponent lifted a knife glinting with cold light, ready to pierce through directly.
Yet a blurred shadow suddenly flashed by, the next moment... its neck was already grasped!
Bones fracturing inch by inch, all spiritual energy completely suppressed!
The Venerable’s face instantly showed bewilderment, terror!
What was happening?
The Sequence Six strength known to instill fear among countless adventurers; yet, in a blink, it was....
And even more unexpectedly!
The Abyss Totem on its body, as if affected by something, suddenly erupted with turbulent, boiling motions!
Self-destruction?
Or forced!
It was uncontrollable, entirely unable to resist!
And in the next moment!
"Boom!"
The explosion occurred instantly but was suppressed!
It couldn’t scream, yet could clearly feel... the power inside the totem and its body’s energy being drained away!
Its body trembled constantly, becoming feeble within a few breaths, and without Su Qi needing to act, the black fog in the totem burst forth, consuming it fiercely, then transforming into ethereal smoke ascending and dispersing.