Chapter 76 The Road to Godhood (Ch 76)

Mo Yingchen carefully selected three items from the treasures he had just confiscated.

Each of these three treasures is worth a fortune, and for the space mage, they are priceless.

Mo Yingchen stuffed all three treasures into Ling Wei’s hands.

Ling Wei was stunned by this sudden gift, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

“This… this is too expensive, I can’t take it!”

She hurriedly declined and wanted to return the treasure to Mo Yingchen.

Mo Yingchen did not allow her to refuse and interrupted her directly:

“Take it. These things are not very useful to me, but in your hands, they can play a greater role.”

“See you again if we are lucky!”

After saying that, Mo Yingchen did not stop and walked away with the standing undead who had been resurrected from the dead.

Only Ling Wei was left, standing there blankly, holding tightly in her hands the three treasures that were emitting a faint glow, with mixed feelings in her heart.

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In the direction that Mo Yingchen had sensed before, at the foot of a mountain that seemed to have no end, various alien races were gathering like a tide, and there was a crowd of people.

The figures of overlord races also frequently appeared, including the immortals, the spirits, and the mechanical races.

Strong men who are rarely seen in normal days are gathered here at this moment, making this area look particularly unusual.

“This road to becoming a god has been open for several days, but no one has managed to reach the top. It’s really frustrating.”

The man from the Purgatory clan had black and red mist surrounding him. Flames could be faintly heard when his eyes opened and closed. His voice was low, and his words revealed a hint of impatience.

“you do not say.”

The little girl from the elf tribe sighed softly, her voice as clear as a wind chime, but with a hint of helplessness.

She has a petite figure, with a pair of translucent wings behind her gently flapping, flashing with fluorescent light.

“If the climber had not been able to attract divine blessings and increase the cultivation and perception speed of everyone within a ten-kilometer radius tenfold within a month, why would we have to wait here?”

The young man from the fairy clan, dressed in white clothes that was whiter than snow and spotless, and emitting a faint fairy aura, snorted softly from his nose with an arrogant look on his face.

“These useless races are simply vulnerable. If it weren’t for this road to godhood suppressing the power of our immortal race, our masters would have already reached the pinnacle. How could we allow them to waste time here?”

“Who says it’s not?”

The little Eldar girl nodded repeatedly to show her agreement.

“This road to godhood seems to be particularly unfriendly to my immortal race and spirit race. Once I set foot on it, my strength is suppressed to the point where only one tenth of it remains. Otherwise, my spirit race masters would have already taken the God’s gift. Why should we wait here?”

“As far as I know, this path to becoming a god is an opportunity left by a powerful person from the Undead Clan.”

A knowledgeable Stoneman said in a deep voice, his voice hoarse, as if his throat was filled with sand and gravel.

“When the Trial Ground is opened, the Undead have reached the top eight out of ten times. As for the remaining two times…”

He paused, a hint of awe in his tone.

“That’s because other races have produced extraordinary talents that can surpass those of the current generation, and they are able to snatch this great opportunity from the Undead.”

“I don’t know what has gone wrong with the Undead this time. They have joined forces to unleash the Undead Calamity, and their target is directly the human race.”

Another alien spoke up, his voice full of doubt and confusion.

“It is unbelievable that he even threw away the opportunity to ascend to the path of godhood.”

“Perhaps, there is some irreconcilable hatred between the Undead and the human race, which is why the Undead are so desperate to target us.”

Someone guessed in a low and solemn voice.

“I went there to investigate a few days ago and discovered that the Undead had found a burial site from somewhere and had resurrected tens of thousands of Level 2 corpses.”

“Even though the strength of these resurrected corpses can only be considered as second-level, with such a large number, the human race… may not be able to hold out for too long.”

A flower-speaking girl said in a heavy tone, as if she had foreseen the tragic end of the human race.

At this moment, a woman from the Amethyst Clan was suddenly thrown out from the endless stairs of the Road to Godhood.

She was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air and falling heavily to the ground, with blood gushing out of her mouth.

“Another failed climber, ugh!”

Someone sighed, his voice full of disappointment.

“It seems that this time, the blessing of ascending to the gods is not for us. What a waste!”

The other person spoke in a bad tone, his words full of contempt and disdain.

Another member of the Amethyst Clan heard the conversation between the two and immediately became furious. He glared at them with wide eyes.

“You two, keep your mouths shut! If you want a blessing, go and break through it yourself if you have the ability! The chances of gaining a higher chance are greater if you reach the top, why don’t you go?”

His voice was loud and clear, exploding among the crowd like thunder.

“Apart from having a foul mouth, I don’t think you have any other abilities. You are waiting for the ready-made food, and yet you are still here talking nonsense. How shameless!”

“My team of geniuses are trying their best to win the God’s gift for everyone, and you are still complaining endlessly. It’s really… outrageous!”

A member of the Iron Arm tribe listened to everyone’s discussion and couldn’t help but ask:

“What kind of opportunities will we get by reaching the top of this road to godhood? So many masters are vying to join, it can’t be that they are working so hard just to give us benefits, right?”

The young immortal man in white clothes glanced at the iron-armed boy and said contemptuously.

“What? You want to try it too? I heard there’s a throne on the top of the mountain. If you sit on it after reaching the top, you can draw the power of the throne into your body, and your soul power will be increased tenfold.”

The Iron Arm Clan knew that their race was weak, so they ignored the Immortal Clan’s ridicule and continued to ask, “Only one person can reach the top?”

The young immortal sneered and was too lazy to answer.

Another giant turtle from the demon tribe kindly answered this question.

“No, as long as you have the ability and can pass the test level of each step and reach the top of the mountain, anyone can be promoted. There is no limit on the number of people.”

At this moment, two more young men from other races fell from a high altitude. They had obviously failed in the challenge and were in a miserable state.

Their bodies hit the ground with a dull sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, the surrounding aliens shook their heads and sighed, with disappointment and helplessness written all over their faces.

This road to becoming a god is indeed not so easy to climb.

And the chance to reach the summit was destined to be out of their reach.

Various discussions, sighs, and curses intertwined together, echoing at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

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