Rise of the Zerg in the World of Gods

In his Divine Realm, Xu Luo felt a wave of fear. If he hadn't acted decisively, his avatar might have been corrupted.

Given the entity's abilities, it could have easily located his main body through the connection with his avatar.

Just thinking about the loss of numerous units and dozens of starships made him wince.

The Butterfly Monarch Viia had just appeared before committing suicide, requiring a new summon.

The losses in various aspects combined had dealt him a severe blow.

Of course, his gains were also substantial. He finally had a third Gold-tier unit, and a Gold Tier 9 Monarch at that. Once evolved, it could easily sweep through alien races.

But the prerequisite was being able to evolve it. Currently, both faith power and evolution points were insufficient, so he could only wait.

Fortunately, he hadn't sent out all his Zerg earlier. After all, queen mothers needed time to lay eggs, and Zerg needed time to hatch, even with acceleration items, not all steps could be skipped.

Now, without starships, he couldn't freely venture out to find targets as before. He could only operate through the Divine Realms of his "Umbrella" members.

In the vast novice Divine Realm, Xu Luo was just an inconspicuous figure. At this moment, the main battlefield was attracting everyone's attention.

Multiple alien races joined forces, luring human geniuses in one direction, then surrounding them heavily.

Faced with the encirclement and annihilation by numerous alien races, the human geniuses suffered heavy losses, eventually attracting Ying Yingluo's expeditionary force.

Ying Yingluo's expeditionary force had always been elusive, causing great frustration for the alien races. They did everything to draw her out.

"Ying Yingluo!"

Seeing the fleet with its continuous black flags, an alien with a scar on his face among the alien races shouted excitedly.

"We meet again!"

He yelled pathologically, his smile frenzied.

As he smiled, the scar that almost split his entire face seemed to open, looking even more ferocious.

For Gods, general injuries could be quickly healed, and even if not, there were many divine artifacts that could do so.

But the wound on this alien's face was a divine scar, essentially branded onto his face. Unless the brand was erased, the scar would remain forever.

"Who are you?"

Standing on the main deck of the flagship, looking at the vast alien army, Ying Yingluo asked casually.

This wasn't her avatar, but the body of a Holy Spirit believer.

Consciousness descending on a believer's body, fanatics could only be used temporarily, the believer's body collapsing after one use.

But Holy Spirits were different. They had dedicated their entire being to the deity, essentially becoming their avatars, available for descent at any time.

Moreover, unlike avatars, it didn't require a large amount of faith power to construct a body. When combat was needed, power could be transferred at any time.

So although it was just an avatar here, it could be considered Ying Yingluo's main body. She was confident enough not to take other Demi-Gods seriously.

But to that alien, this was Ying Yingluo's insult to him.

"Don't be smug. You want to become a God? You'll have to ask if we agree!"

At this point, the human side had fallen into a desperate situation, while the alien side still retained absolute power, specifically waiting for human reinforcements to arrive.

"Heh!" Ying Yingluo chuckled lightly.

"Since when do I need your agreement for what I do?"

She waved her hand lightly, and figures flew out from the starships.

Ying Yingluo revered her ancestors, so she named her empire "Qin"!

She called herself the War God, and even her honorific title was War Emperor!

Her army was named Black Ice Platform Halberdiers, Great Qin Eagle Cavalry, and Great Qin Iron Eagle Swordsmen.

Outsiders didn't know about these forces she had accumulated over the years, only knowing about the battle-hardened Black Ice Platform.

Countless armored soldiers flew out. Once ordinary humans at the Bronze tier, they had now become Gold-tier beings, no less than those born divine.

"Great Qin Iron Eagle Swordsmen Commander here, who's coming to die!"

A young man without a helmet stood proudly in the void, his long sword's blade dark red, seemingly stained with something.

"Mere commander dares to boast, who will eliminate him!"

Seeing a mere soldier being so arrogant, the alien side was infuriated.

"Arrogant! I'll go behead him, let's see how that woman boasts then."

A Demi-God avatar from the alien side stepped forward.

It had the appearance of a goblin, with green skin, a long pointed nose, and long ears like an elf.

However, the goblin's appearance was far from attractive.

At this moment, the Demi-God avatar held a staff taller than itself, completely disregarding the commander.

Although Gold-tier units were formidable, that was relative. They were top-tier Demi-Gods, and the avatar deployed was their strongest possible.

Still in flight, the alien Demi-God began chanting spells, releasing magic.

"Blabbering nonsense!"

Unexpectedly, the Iron Eagle Swordsmen Commander, impatient, directly flew close, slashed through his magic barrier with one sword strike, then beheaded the goblin with another.

Everyone who saw this was stunned.

Although mages were weaker, this was a Demi-God avatar comparable to Gold Tier 9, the strongest avatar a Demi-God could deploy. How could it be cut down in just two sword strikes?

"This is impossible!"

Many alien races couldn't believe what they had seen.

"Legendary!" The alien with the scar on his face said each word distinctly, looking at Ying Yingluo.

Even he, at this moment, wore an expression of disbelief.

Legendary was the standard for Gods. Had Ying Yingluo already successfully ascended?

But he quickly dismissed this thought. If she had successfully ascended, she would have been expelled from the novice Divine Realm by now.

In other words, Ying Yingluo, as a Demi-God, had cultivated Legendary-level believers within a century?

Why was Legendary tier the standard for Gods?

Because Demi-Gods only had a century to stay in the novice Divine Realm, and reaching Legendary usually took two to three hundred years, and that was for believers with excellent talent. Otherwise, there was no hope.

Even with unlimited resources invested, it could only speed up the process slightly, but within a century, it was still very difficult to achieve.

Therefore, everyone assumed Legendary was the standard for Gods, needing to slowly cultivate them after entering the Continent of the Gods.

Ying Yingluo actually hadn't reached the century limit yet. If willing, she could still stay for a few more years. However, staying in the novice Divine Realm now wouldn't offer much improvement, so it was better to quickly become a God and rapidly increase her strength.

After cleanly beheading a top-tier Demi-God avatar, the alien races momentarily dared not step forward.

Facing a Legendary powerhouse, none among them could directly confront it.

"Why fight them one-on-one? Let's attack together!"

An alien God shouted loudly.

The other aliens awoke as if from a dream. With their superior numbers, why should they duel? Couldn't they just surround and kill?

Their goal wasn't to defeat Ying Yingluo, but to prevent her from becoming a God. If they could destroy her Divine Realm, that would be even better.

"Kill!"

All alien races simultaneously ordered to surround and kill Ying Yingluo!

At this point, they couldn't be bothered with the other humans.

As long as they killed Ying Yingluo, any loss would be worth it.

"Overestimating yourselves!" Ying Yingluo shook her head.

They simply didn't understand what Legendary power meant.

In this special place of the novice Divine Realm, even if a God's avatar descended, it could only possess Legendary power.

This was the peak power in the mortal realm.

And who told them she only had one Legendary?

"All Qin forces, hear my command!"

"Yes!"

"Kill!"

"Wind, wind, great wind!"

From each starship, all Gold-tier units actively flew out to meet the enemy, while mage units provided spell support from the rear.

The forces under Ying Yingluo's Great Qin all had a black color scheme, whether flags or armor.

The number of her Gold-tier units shocked everyone.

Whether Black Ice Platform Halberdiers, Great Qin Eagle Cavalry, Great Qin Iron Eagle Swordsmen, or Polearm Wielders, all were Gold-tier units, with commanders uniformly being Legendary powerhouses.

This was systematic, with various mages, priests, and other scattered Gold-tier units in no small numbers.

The appearance of multiple Legendary powerhouses was no less than a bombshell.

One could be accepted, but now there were at least five Legendaries on the field.

They moved freely across the battlefield, unstoppable, with no alien force able to directly confront them.

The Great Qin Eagle Cavalry and their Unicorn Pegasus mounts were one, their combat power incredibly strong.

The Eagle Cavalry riders were Gold Tier 2, the Unicorn Pegasus mounts were also Gold Tier 2 units. Combined, they reached Gold Tier 5, wielding 5-meter long lances. Now in formation charge, even dragons had to avoid their sharp edge.

The alien races also had Gold-tier units, and in greater numbers, but their Gold-tiers mostly fought individually, far inferior compared to Ying Yingluo's side.

Gold-tier units were very powerful and extremely prideful. Training them to be as responsive as one's limbs was actually very difficult.

Many Demi-Gods' Gold-tier units actually had low faith levels, often requiring material incentives to drive them into battle.

Assembling them into armies, charging into battle like this could be seen in the armies of veteran Gods on the Continent of the Gods, but in the novice Divine Realm?

This was truly a rare sight!

As both sides engaged in close combat, the first charge ended with Great Qin's side achieving great success.

Moreover, the opponent's casualties were significant.

At lower levels, spell attacks were terribly powerful, and ordinary units couldn't resist.

But at higher levels, while spell strikes became even more terrifying, other units also gained the ability to resist and evade, making it difficult to hit them.

Spells rained down from all directions, but for the Great Qin soldiers, this was nothing.

They had experienced this countless times before.

Without some ability, how could they have roamed the novice Divine Realm for decades, constantly bullying others without anyone being able to do anything about it?

While this side fought fiercely, Ying Yingluo's Divine Realm transformation, far away in an unknown location, also reached a critical moment.

At this time, most areas of the entire Divine Realm had been imprinted with divine power aura, with only the Divine Realm core remaining.

Once the Divine Realm core was imbued with divine power, the final step would be completed, and the fluctuations would be hard to conceal.

Because the Divine Realm needed to connect with the Continent of the Gods, drawing guidance from there, providing a direction.

This kind of fluctuation couldn't be hidden, and everyone would know.

Ying Yingluo divided her attention between controlling her avatar and guiding her main body's ascension.

Putting the Divine Realm core aside for now, she focused all her effort on converting the faith crystals accumulated over the years into vast divine power.

If she didn't prepare now, when the final transformation step came, the alien races wouldn't give her the chance.

And she wasn't just guarding against the alien Demi-Gods in the novice Divine Realm.

No civilization would quietly watch others grow stronger, nor would they always play by the rules.

Previously, many Demi-Gods were strangled in their cradles during ascension.

Alien races did such things, and humans did the same to alien races when they could.

For the development of one's race and civilization, all means were fair.

Ying Yingluo had always been guarding against alien Gods acting unethically against her.

However, just as she was concentrating on condensing divine power, a bright light beam shot from the distant starry sky, precisely hitting her Divine Realm.

The damage wasn't great, only causing a small piece of land on the Divine Realm's outskirts to fall off, without any personnel casualties.

But Ying Yingluo immediately stopped condensing divine power.

Seeing the formation lose effect due to a missing corner, causing the entire Divine Realm's ascension light to be fully revealed, she had a curse on the tip of her tongue.

Brilliant, dazzling light spread uncontrollably in all directions, making this place the focus of attention in the surrounding area.

Upon seeing the light appear, nearby alien races were startled, not reacting immediately. When they did react, they hurriedly transmitted the coordinates out while busy relocating themselves.

It wasn't so easy to watch such excitement.

Without strength, standing by to watch could easily result in being caught in the crossfire of others' battles.

So those who remained here knowing it was about to become a meat grinder of a battlefield were either absolutely confident in their abilities or clueless fools.

After Ying Yingluo's Divine Realm was exposed, all battles elsewhere paused, and everyone tacitly stopped fighting.

Merely killing some humans or Ying Yingluo's expeditionary forces meant nothing. Of course, they needed to strike at the enemy's vital point, directly breaking her Divine Realm core would be most worthwhile.

The human side thought simply: at this time, humans needed unity. Those with ability should naturally gather together to help Ying Yingluo.

So battles stopped in various places, and they began transmitting their units or Divine Realms to the coordinates they had obtained.

At this point, the battles were no longer important. The main target had appeared, so of course, they needed to gather.