I ascend to the throne of God with arcane magic.

Chapter 869: The Prelude to Version 4.0

In the underground city,

Whom did you bring?

Ironhead frowned and looked at the goblin elder, Kingdori, and asked.

The situation in the dungeon is now quite chaotic.

Many people have already died from the invasion of the abyssal monsters.

Many small tribes or settlements fled their homes in order to escape.

However, the three strongest supernatural forces in this underground city—dwarves, goblins, and minotaurs—would never abandon their strongholds, which they had cultivated for countless years, to wander into the unknown underground city.

Moreover, no one knows whether there are abyssal monsters in other dungeons.

"Just as you guessed."

"Kindori said with a smile."

The goblins and dwarves had been competing with each other for quite some time, so they were naturally quite familiar with one another.

Jindori knew exactly what Iron Skull wanted to say.

Why would those people from the ground come here at this time?

Iron Skull frowned, then asked:

"North, did you already know?"

In fact, after learning that the abyssal beasts had invaded various parts of the dungeon, Ironskull had already sent messengers to the goblins and minotaurs to prepare to concentrate their forces.

After all, judging from the scale of those abyssal monsters, nothing like this had ever happened in the dungeon before.

Moreover, among those abyssal monsters, there are quite a few legendary monsters!

Even if the abyssal beasts that attacked the Heart of the Furnace were only a small fraction of them, no single force could withstand them alone.

After the Hearthfire was attacked by the first wave of Abyssal Beasts, Ironskull also sent several messengers to ask for help.

Now his helper has arrived, but he has brought him another piece of news, the nature of which is uncertain.

Ground-based people.
These are the names used by the various tribes living in the underground city to refer to the races on the surface.

Unlike the dark elves, the Dark Iron dwarves of Hearthfire are accustomed to life in the dungeons and have no intention of returning to the surface.

Therefore, they generally don't pay much attention to news on the ground, thinking it's none of their business.

However, regardless of the circumstances, the surface inhabitants are far more powerful and frequently cause chaos in the underground city for their own benefit.

As the leader of the Heart of the Furnace, Ironskull has always been wary of the people on the ground.

How long has it been since the appearance of the abyssal monsters? How come people from the ground have already come here?
And they value it so much that they even persuaded Jin Duli to bring him over to see him?

Could it be that these abyssal monsters are also trouble caused by these surface people?
Iron Skull's expression turned serious, and he became secretly on guard.

Seeing this, the minotaur North said in a low voice:
“They came here wanting to cooperate, and those ground people brought a lot of intelligence. You can meet Ironhead.”

".All right."

Ironhead glanced at North and nodded in agreement.

Unlike goblins, dwarves and tauren have been allies for many years.

Ironhead still believed what North said.

Jin Duli didn't pay any attention to this and clapped his hands to give the order.

After a moment, a tall, slender figure followed the goblin.

This is a human priest dressed in a pure white robe. The warm white aura emanating from him seems to have been drawn from the purest clouds on the horizon, without a trace of impurity.

The long robe fluttered gently in the breeze, yet not a speck of dust clung to it, as if an invisible radiance surrounded and protected it.

He stood tall and straight, his face calm and peaceful, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, carrying a heartwarming smile.

Upon seeing this person for the first time, Ironhead couldn't suppress his surprise and exclaimed:

"Are you the pastor of the Dawn Church?"

"Yes, Mr. Ironhead."

The pastor nodded and said with a smile:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Quentin, and I am the Dawn Priest of Austin Cathedral."

"Why are the people from the Church of Dawn here? What is your relationship with those abyssal beasts?"

Iron Skull then asked.

The person who calls himself Quentin is probably genuine.

Ironhead had met people from the Church of Dawn before and was quite familiar with people who radiated light and faith.

But that happened when Ironskull was traveling on the ground.

It's important to know that many extraordinary forces on the surface have various connections with the underground city, but the Church of Dawn is not among them.

Since there is no light in the underground city, the effort and cost required to spread religion here would be too great.

The Church of Dawn had long since abandoned the underground city.

Why are people from the Church of Dawn approaching us now?

“I am here on behalf of the Church of Dawn and the Church of the Gods, and I wish to cooperate with you all to defeat those abyssal monsters.”

"As for why those abyssal monsters appeared, that's another matter."

Quentin then told Ironhead and his companions in detail how the Church of the Gods had discovered that the Abyss Lords were helping the Spider Queen Lolth raise Abyss Beasts and that these Abyss Beasts were being sent to invade the dungeons.

Upon hearing Quentin's narration, the three members of Ironhead involuntarily fell silent, feeling immense pressure.

They never imagined that these abyssal beasts were actually related to a scheme by the gods.

Moreover, it appears to be a full-scale confrontation between the gods of the abyss and the gods of order.

The main battlefield was chosen in the underground city, in their homeland, which made them feel both angry and somewhat helpless and bitter.

Kindory and North looked just as serious as Ironhead. Quentin had only given a brief overview, and they hadn't realized the situation was this serious.

Do we really have to leave here?

No!

If Quentin is telling the truth, then other dungeons are also being invaded by abyssal monsters.

There's no point in fleeing anywhere; it's better to stay and protect our homes.

"No wonder."

Ironhead sighed, his mood somber, and said, "So those abyssal beasts are being controlled by dark elves. No wonder they can act in unison despite their seemingly insane behavior."

That's the situation right now.

Quentin looked at the three people in front of him, nodded, and said:
"In order to prevent those abyssal monsters from completely taking over the dungeon, we will send enough forces to fight those abyssal monsters."

"In this process, there may be many areas where your help is needed."

"Heh, that sounds nice, but all you want is to prevent those abyssal beasts from venturing to the surface. You want to turn our homeland into a battlefield?"

"I don't deny that."

Quentin nodded, his smile fading, and said sincerely:
“If we could, we wouldn’t want to be like this either, but we have no choice in the face of the invasion of those evil gods.”

Ironhead felt a surge of resentment within him, but in the end, he only felt a sense of powerlessness.

Even as a legendary warrior, he was nothing in the face of such a god-level confrontation.

"So what should we do next?"

North asked in a deep voice.

"We need the most detailed map of this dungeon, and we also need everyone to prepare a lot of basic supplies, as well as various other collaborations."

"Of course, we will pay the due compensation for all of this."

"Our goal is to defeat those abyssal monsters, right?"

Quentin said with a smile.

"Ok."

Ironhead, Kingdori, and North nodded without saying anything more.

Besides the Thudos dungeon, similar situations occur in many other dungeons.

In order to resist the invasion of the abyssal monsters, many extraordinary forces have also taken action.

The Church of the Gods was the most proactive, and many other supernatural forces in the Order faction also began to contribute their strength.

In the deepest, seemingly endless depths of the underground city, lies a mysterious region shrouded in darkness and the unknown.

At the center of this area, a deep abyss, radiating a chilling and twisted power, slowly expands like a giant, malevolent eye.

An eerie, ghostly light flickered along the edge of the passage, as if evil from another world was spreading out.

The light flickered incessantly, as if countless invisible hands were forcefully tearing at the barriers of space, widening the opening of the passage as if to devour everything in its path.

As the abyss passages expanded, more and more abyssal monsters emerged from them.

These magical beasts come in various shapes and sizes. Some are as huge as mountains, covered with scales as hard as iron, and the ground trembles with every step they take.

Some were as agile as lightning, with sharp claws and teeth that gleamed with a bloodthirsty light in the darkness; others were surrounded by eerie magical light, exuding a chilling aura.
These abyssal monsters are much more imposing than those that appeared in the dungeon before.

They emerged from the passage in single file, like a surging tide, rushing in all directions of the underground city.

Not far from the abyss passage, there was a makeshift camp.

The camp has a distinct dark elf style, with most of the buildings constructed from black rock and covered with mysterious and complex runes and patterns, exuding a gloomy and mysterious atmosphere.

Around the camp, tall black flags stood, fluttering in the breeze, as if proclaiming the majesty and inviolability of the dark elves.

Many dark elves were moving in and out of the camp, their figures appearing particularly eerie in the dim light.

These dark elves were tall and slender, with skin as black as night and eyes that gleamed with an eerie red light.

Many dark elves, armed and alert, patrolled the area around the camp, while others huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, their faces grave.

The monsters that emerged from the abyss passages, under the command of the dark elves, split into different teams and ran in various directions along the intricate passages of the dungeon.

And in those newly discovered dungeons,

New life is often accompanied by fragility and the unknown, and this underground city is no exception. Countless unknown dangers lurk in its depths, like a lurking beast that may awaken at any moment and devour everything.

Teams of well-equipped superhumans resolutely ventured into the depths of the dungeon.

The group moved slowly along the winding passage, where faint magical light flickered on the walls on both sides, adding a touch of mystery to this dark underground world.

They walked cautiously, taking each step with extreme care, for they knew that danger lurked everywhere in this newly formed underground city.

The distorted spaces that appear from time to time are like traps hidden in the darkness. If you are not careful, you may be caught in them and disappear without a trace.

In order to deal with potential unknown dangers, the team has already surveyed the situation in the dungeon and deployed various reconnaissance magic tools along the way.

These magical artifacts come in various forms. Some resemble tiny crystal balls, emitting a soft blue light and capable of detecting minute fluctuations in the surrounding space. Others are like invisible nets, covering every corner of the passageway and immediately sounding an alarm if danger approaches. Still others are magical runes, like agile birds, freely traversing the air and promptly relaying the collected information to the mages in the team.
At the entrance to the dungeon, a battle position has been established with the highest standards.

One after another, sturdy defensive fortifications rose from the ground, like a Great Wall of steel, guarding the entrance to the underground city.

On these fortifications, various advanced magical equipment were neatly arranged, gleaming with a cold light, as if issuing a warning to any enemy who dared to invade.

A steady stream of extraordinary supplies was delivered here, including powerful magic scrolls, precious magic potions, sharp weapons and equipment, which were essential for the extraordinary individuals in their battles.

Groups of busy workers and logistics personnel moved around the battlefield, sorting and distributing supplies to various combat positions to ensure that every superhuman received adequate supplies.

In the center of the position, the leaders dispatched by the Church of Gods and various forces were discussing the battle plan in a tense atmosphere.

They sat around a huge map of the underground city, which detailed the various areas of the city and potential dangers.

At the top of the world, that magnificent and otherworldly temple of the gods stands silently.

It radiates a sacred and majestic light, as if it were the core of the Gaia world, with each brick and stone engraved with the vicissitudes and mystery of time.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the Pantheon was unusually tense.

Powerful divine auras surged like a tidal wave, all belonging to the gods of the Order faction.

However, at this moment, a fierce argument broke out among the gods over a major event.

The two sides in the argument stuck to their own stories and refused to give in, making the atmosphere in the temple increasingly turbulent, as if a storm was about to break.

Just as the argument reached its climax, several extremely powerful divine auras suddenly descended.

These auras, like towering mountain peaks, were steady and profound, instantly captivating the entire audience.

Their appearance was like a beacon in the darkness, bringing a turning point to this conflict.

With the final decision reached, the surging atmosphere within the Pantheon gradually dissipated, and the usual tranquility returned.

Brush brush!
One after another, figures appeared on the streets of Danro Port.

The residents of Danro were initially surprised, but after seeing what those people looked like, they went back to doing their own thing.

The immortals!

Nothing unusual.

Anyway, whatever they do is perfectly normal.

(End of this chapter)