I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Chapter 686: Chapter 506: Victory… Returns!

Old Cat excitedly rambled: “What ‘Ancient Insect Strike’? Honestly, it’s not even as good as pouring the blood of an entire planet on it.”

“Meow meow meow, look at it rolling all over the ground… Guess fighting a battle finally uncovered something valuable.”

The Ancient Insect gritted its teeth with a “click-click” sound: [You Strange Ancient People are truly ungrateful! My Ancient Insect Strike saved your lives, didn’t it?]

“That was merely giving you a chance to show off.” Old Cat retorted, “Don’t think we were completely out of options.”

Lu Yuan was speechless but secretly agreed in his heart.

If he had the blood of a planet, he thought he could suppress a few [Ghosts], sealing them all inside that pool of blood.

This idea seemed worth considering—after all, the Greedy Demon God had a Tree of Life inside its body, capable of producing abundant life force. A bit of blood each day wouldn’t be much of a problem.

“But preserving the[Steel]ability in the blood long-term? That’s an entirely different research challenge.”

“Might as well let Lu Tiantian study it when the time comes.”

Lu Yuan didn’t possess the [Undying]ability; his blood would lose its vitality quickly.

“Moreover, activating the[Steel]ability costs money. The humans should reimburse me for this.”

Old Cat rolled his eyes and said: “Oh, please. You’re really about to exhaust it recklessly; do you just want more [Ghosts] to attack you?”

Lu Yuan sprinted and teleported back to Quincy City within the Lanpeng Civilization.

Upon arrival, he saw the Undying Giant Turtle digging a deep pit, with heaps of power armor messily piled on the ground, coated in mud.

Dust filled the air. The turtle’s red eyes were insane as it frantically clawed at the earth.

“Old Cat, is Jin Bote in there?”

Lu Yuan couldn’t tell which Birdman was the one he sought; they all seemed identical to him.

“Yes! Inside that silver-white armor, second from the left.”

“The others are probably Dream Ability Users. Look, even that flowerpot has Yingyu tree branches.” Old Cat added, “Why not just take them all?”

Lu Yuan didn’t delay. Summoning vines in his palm, he tied up all the power armors.

He also bound the Undying Giant Turtle, still aggressively digging, then dashed off toward Green Grass City.

“Waaa-kaa-kaa!” The crazed turtle roared, “Dig!”

Yet there was no way to teleport this time—the physical strain from teleportation was unbearable for the unconscious individuals.

Lu Yuan had to rely on his two legs. Like a giant, he leaped hundreds of meters with each step, his silvery steel body leaving a ghostly trail under the moonlight.

Still, it wasn’t fast enough. After all, running speed couldn’t compare to spatial teleportation.

Just then, a satellite call came from Hai Zhiyun’s direction: “Bad news! A [Ghost] has crawled out of the cave! Its injuries have healed.”

“Hurry up! It’s speeding toward Quincy City at over 20 times the speed of sound. It should reach the city in about five minutes, and its speed is still increasing!”

“Is the [Ghost] coming for us?!”

“Not entirely sure. It’s heading toward Quincy City… Hurry up! It’s speeding up again!”

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth but secretly sighed in relief. It looked like this Snake-man [Ghost] had to mark someone with a soul mark to teleport nearby.

Otherwise, it would also be stuck running on the ground.

“I wonder if this Snake-man [Ghost] is one of the strongest among its group, or just a weaker one.”

[Don’t ask me; I wouldn’t know either… Who’d want to fight these things to the death? Isn’t living well enough?]

The Ancient Insect seemed somewhat shaken.

The gap between Mythical Phenomena and [Ghosts] was just that massive.

In terms of instantaneous output, perhaps Mythical Phenomena could slightly surpass them.

But when it came to health bars and control over Ideal Energy, there was no comparison.

No matter how you fought, you couldn’t kill them.

The voice on the call suddenly said: “The [Ghost] might’ve sensed something; it’s rushing directly toward you!”

Bracing himself, Lu Yuan activated Different Space.

Without a soul mark on his body, the Different Space should work.

After a while: “It…It went back to Quincy City.”

Lu Yuan deactivated Different Space and resumed fleeing.

“It’s coming again?!” The humans in Green Grass City seemed even more anxious than Lu Yuan’s group, their voices trembling.

Lu Yuan, with his resilient spirit, moved in fits and starts, occasionally using Different Space to obscure his presence.

Ever since it was drenched in blood, that [Ghost] had been in a furious rampage, attacking everything in its path, occasionally sweeping the wilderness with crimson beams.

Even small roadside animals were brutally slaughtered by its vicious blows.

The grasslands bore massive magma scars, some dry brush igniting into wildfires, engulfing half the sky.

Ultimately, it seemed the lingering “Luck” in Quincy City drew the [Ghost] more than anything else—it headed back toward Quincy City in the end.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan dragged the Lanpeng individuals, along with the turtle, stumbling back to Green Grass City.

Shouting into his headset, Lu Yuan said: “I’m back! Hurry! Come help me out!”

A small spaceship descended from the skies. Miss Conch, Dream Ability Users, numerous Green Grass Paradise staff, and a battalion of soldiers—over three hundred people—quickly gathered near the Yingyu tree.

Old Cat commanded, “Everyone move quickly! Transport them to the Dream Research Institute!”

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This time, Lu Yuan was truly exhausted.

In contrast, the Greedy Demon God faced no fatigue; with Ideal Energy, it could work endlessly.

However, Lu Yuan’s mental state and soul were far from okay. After being splashed with the foul, pungent blood of that Snake [Ghost], his head spun, and his worldview blurred.

The [Steel] ability’s defense was robust, but the stats of that [Ghost] were downright oppressive. For the current Greedy Demon God… it was indeed no match.

The Sky City’s inner ring had urgently been elevated by the humans.

The [Ghost] could appear in Green Grass City at any moment, meaning everyone was working under dire threats to their lives.

“Now, it’s up to you technical folks…” Lu Yuan wanted nothing more than some rest but had no choice but to hold his ground for now.

He dumped the power armors and the turtle with a “clang-clatter” onto the ground.

Soldiers began hauling the equipment while curiously eyeing the “Greedy Demon God.” With the disappearance of the [Steel] ability, the Greedy Demon God had reverted to a wooden persona—resembling a wooden Gundam.

“Waaa-kaa-kaa!” The turtle unexpectedly regained lucidity. The Undying Giant Turtle’s resilience was remarkable, and since the [Monster] didn’t care to engage, it simply reverted to normal.

“Brother, did we win? Judging by your expression, it looks like a rough fight.”

“Not exactly the opponent was too daunting, but hardly a clean loss.” Lu Yuan sighed, “Thanks to you digging people out; otherwise, it would’ve been real trouble.”

“Waaa-kaa-kaa!” The Undying Giant Turtle roared proudly.

Exchanging a few nonsensical remarks with his old ally, Lu Yuan climbed to the top of the Yingyu tree, releasing the Tree of Life within his body.

“Different Space!”

The Different Space expanded, enveloping the inner ring space around the Yingyu tree.

Summoning Different Space via the Tree of Life consumed less Ideal Energy.

“Get some rest, my friend. I’m off to rally the troops and boost morale.” Old Cat energetically bounced away.

Lu Yuan calculated the costs for this horrifying half-hour ordeal—he had burned through nearly five thousand Spirit Essence!

Luck consumption was minor, only 12 points.

But factoring in the Ancient Insect’s horn, Luck expenditure reached 912 points—heartbreaking!

His remaining Luck was now 64,592!

“Need to find a way to retrieve the Ancient Insect’s horn. Immortal-level materials might just forge a mythical weapon…” he consoled himself, “No loss, no loss. Under ordinary circumstances, where would I even get Immortal-level stuff?”

His attack options were depressingly limited. In high-tier battles like this, hand-to-hand combat was practically his only recourse.

That said, Spirit Language Technology showed promise, with notable developmental potential.

This time, its deployment felt intuitive—it was undoubtedly an excellent tool.

Humans, being only a Third-level Civilization, couldn’t realistically expect their weapons to dismember a [Ghost].

“Whatever, I’ll rest for now and adapt as things unfold.”

Lu Yuan commanded the Greedy Demon God into a semi-dormant state to sustain Different Space constantly.

In truth, Different Space was relatively energy-efficient. It could even run on spiritual power, but exhaustion would quickly follow.

So Lu Yuan opted for Spirit Essence, reasoning that he had already expended so much—what’s a little more?

He estimated one point of Spirit Essence could sustain the current Different Space for roughly 20 days.

From this perspective, deploying Spirit Essence marked a leap in strength for anomalies.

Take Little Mirage Dragon, for example—it couldn’t wield Spirit Essence and had to rely solely on spiritual power to sustain “Mirage Space,” resulting in far less endurance.

As Lu Yuan closed his eyes, stress weighed heavy, and chaotic thoughts seeped into his mind.

“Victorious warrior, need a bit of spiritual power from me?”

Miss Conch climbed high up onto the Yingyu tree, her cheeks flushed as she hugged the tree lightly.

“I could offer you the [Wedding Dress] to use.”

“No need. I don’t require it—you’ve got your own tasks to handle.”

“Everyone always says punch the [Demons], kick the [Ghosts]… As for the trivial [Spiritual Shrine’s Eyes], suppress them with a flick.” Now a giant tree, Lu Yuan shamelessly boasted with hot air.

The woman chuckled happily, casting a hypnosis ability on him.

“Alright, sleep well. I’ll go build the Dream Network.”

Lu Yuan’s rest lasted a good two hours, an incredibly long time for the Greedy Demon God.

He slept soundly.

…

For most others though, it was a sleepless night.

War was far from over.

Staff near the Yingyu tree worked overtime, trying to construct a stronger Dream-Spiritual Network to influence the hidden [Monster] lurking in the shadows.

This was a massive undertaking, made all the tougher by humanity’s lack of prior experience—they had no choice but to wing it.

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