The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 809

What the Night Gods would want is clearly not trivial treasures like the remains of the Sky Raven; what they want is a key conceptual artifact that can truly elevate the Night Gods to godhood.

This kind of substance is already extremely rare due to the distorted and hastily passed mythological history of this world, and now it has become so rare that even searching mountains and seas would not yield enough for a single true god.

Of course, if you really squeeze it out, there is still some.

For example, the Twilight Godhood that Black Robb obtained, though weak, is a legitimate godhood.

However, while the Twilight Godhood may seem easy to obtain, the reality is quite the opposite.

In a sense, it was the last glimmer of positive light that emerged against the backdrop of the world being turned into a cesspool by the plague.

Even this twilight form, which is now only fading away, can be described as a positive remnant of flame.

Of course, it sounds pitiful, and it really is pitiful, but it does exist based on the time perspective of immortals, so even if we ignore it, it won't go out for several hundred years.

As for the power of primordial light.

It is the power of laws, possessing primordial characteristics, but it is not the power of divinity.

More importantly, neither the power of primordial light nor the power of the Twilight Gods is what the Night God seeks.

Similar to the gods in the Pantheon, using dubious methods to cloak themselves in the guise of divine authority, even if technically possible, has become an unacceptable strategy.

If they could still function, the gods wouldn't have had to separate themselves from their fallen forms, thus losing their completeness.

You must understand that after this separation, the gods are no longer able to leave this world in terms of ability, and are deeply entangled in this world in terms of bondage. They are like meat from outside the pot coming into the pot. They originally wanted to use the fire and seasonings to stew themselves until they were fragrant and cooked, but they ended up being stewed until they were rotten and rotten in the pot.

If Night God is Parus, who personally witnessed all of this, how could He possibly repeat the same mistakes?

Naturally, they harbor lofty aspirations, such as escaping this world and returning to the realms of stars.

Otherwise, with his intellect and accumulated experience, even if the world were to enter the era of micro-magic, Parus would likely still be able to live a comfortable life. However, if that were the case, he would ultimately be left to fend for himself.

Conversely, if one obtains the Dark Godhood and measures the dark power of the present world for the God of Night to enjoy alone, it is indeed possible to break free from the shackles and return to the realms.

Black Robb has finished arranging his troops; his spies and combat forces are all in place, and he is just waiting for Night God to make his move.

Yagami didn't mince words, clearly understanding that without someone pushing it forward, the treasure hunt's popularity would quickly dissipate. Then there wouldn't be so many cannon fodder to fool.

Then the Ibelin shaman would promptly jump out and announce: "The army is on its way and will arrive soon. When it does, other forces or individual investors are welcome to join in and reap the benefits."

This did indeed calm the adventurers down.

Not only has the Ibelin Shamanic Society built a good reputation over many years, but more importantly, it is a rare regional organization, which is a global organization or multinational corporation used in the terminology of human society on Earth.

Such a scale is itself a symbol of strength.

Because the adventurers believed that the Ibelin shaman wouldn't make empty promises.

Black Rob's informants naturally noticed this wave of high-level superhumans being withdrawn, and through this, they sensed the Night God Society's determination.

So he continued to wait patiently, carefully plan ahead, strengthen his forces, enhance logistical capabilities, and add contingency strategies to better ensure that once the attack was launched, no matter how the situation reversed, he could achieve good results.

This operation, in essence, reflects the decision to prioritize dealing with the Night God Society.

After all, the fact that Night God showed arrogance before becoming obsequious after saving the legendary superhuman Leta indicates that Night God's tyrannical ambition to achieve his own goals at the expense of the world was still quite strong. It was only because the circumstances did not allow it that he rationally chose to be merciful.

Since that's the kind of attitude we're talking about, it's better to take them down sooner rather than later.

After all, compared to the chaotic ladder, which is internally disordered and loosely organized, it seems much more harmless.

Seven days later, powerful beings once again gathered in the central region of the Earth Sea.

It's no exaggeration to say that the Ibelin Shamans went to great lengths to mobilize top talents from all over the region. In addition to having 70% of their own high-end combat power, they also used personal connections and offered incentives to attract skilled individuals from various regions.

In some people's words, "It would be more than enough to attack the kingdom of God at its peak."

Of course, from Black Robb's perspective, saying that is just bragging.

Because there is still a lack of truly high-end combat power. Not to mention the level of Saints, Holy Spirits, and Holy Sons (demigods), there are only two Saints above the Legendary level.

In a supernatural world where high-level combat power determines the outcome of a battle, such a disorganized team attacking a divine kingdom would most likely suffer a gruesome defeat.

Because the divine kingdom, under the supervision of deities, distorts the power of its laws, acting like a standard line that classifies all legendary-rank individuals as merely stronger ants. Their mastery of the laws becomes essentially useless, as it is neutralized by the divine kingdom's own laws.

Those at the saint level are suppressed by the gods using their divine power.

Only those at the Saintly Realm or those at the Demigod level can pose a real threat, and that depends on the combat strength of the core team surrounding the deity. But even at the very least, two or three Holy Spirits can still be assembled.

If you do the math, you'll find that attacking a divine kingdom requires nearly double-digit numbers of holy domains and twenty or thirty saints; the odds of winning would be very low.

On the contrary, the legendary rank is not very valuable, not much more useful than a high-level transcendent being. Anyway, they're all facing off against the approved Prayer Legion and ordinary Divine Guards.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, if you gather a group of legendary-level players to jointly operate a forbidden-level battle formation, that would be a completely different story.

The key lies in whether the power of the laws of the legendary rank can be effectively utilized.

Yes, that's the kind of combat power that can exert a significant influence in top-level games.

No, then you'd be no different from high-level cannon fodder.

As for the divine kingdom invasion orchestrated by Black Robb five thousand years ago, that was an assassination, which cannot be compared to a fair and square battle of offense and defense.

According to this line of reasoning, in the current situation, the attackers are performing poorly, but the defenders aren't doing much better either.

However, the attackers currently have a significant weakness: their intelligence capabilities are insufficient.

Killing a god is a massive undertaking; it's quite normal for it to take a thousand years to gather intelligence.

Rushing in without knowing anything is gambling with your life.

Unfortunately, the Night God Society clearly doesn't have time for meticulous work anymore; they can only seize the opportunity and see if they can achieve victory through a surprise attack.

Of course, if Night God really is Parus, considering that he is the King of Destruction, one of the three kings of the Dark Underworld, and personally witnessed and even participated in the Elf King's betrayal of the God of Nature, perhaps he has a general understanding of the situation of the dimensional god's king.

This may be the source of their confidence to take this gamble.

Even though the journey was fraught with difficulties, Parus knew that the dark side of the god of nature was weak, or that some weakness had never been addressed, making him very vulnerable.

Therefore, one should engage with the orthodox and win with the unorthodox.

First, they would send a large army to the border to draw enemy fire, and then use a clever strategy to deliver a fatal blow.

On the eighth day, the organization's high-end battle group was completed and began its advance.

Dimensions of ocean depths, molten soil, and snowstorms.

The army still entered from the original landing point, but this time they did not establish a high-level station. After rescuing the fake Numas and three others, they began their advance.

The advance was also quite aggressive, without any regard for timing or rhythm. The Dimensional God Kingdom mechanism dispatched strange creatures to invade, so they went all out to kill them.

They were utterly crushed, overwhelming everything in their path. The spawning monsters couldn't keep up with the killing, and eventually it became almost a fountain-like mode of looting corpses. Any monster that showed its face would be instantly killed.

And so, the army arrived at the Black Sea, exposed after the collapse of the great glacier. The Black Sea itself wasn't the point; the point was to use diving to enter the other world.

Originally, the advance team of the Letta organization explored the exploration point in a similar pattern.

They excavated a cave downwards, creating a high-pressure, dark environment deep within the ice cave, which then transitioned into the underworld.

This involves both environmental simulation and the connection to subjective will.

In other words, the person in question must conform to certain thought patterns in order to discover the world behind the world, like flipping a revolving door to enter the inner world.

This method has been proven to work.

This time, they went for a deluxe upgrade.

Everyone got ready, and then they descended in groups.

The fake Numas, controlled by Black Rob, also participated and was assigned to the first group, one of only two extraordinary beings below the legendary level in that group.

One group was led by a Saint-level shaman who had been lying in a coffin the whole way there. They only became active after entering the dimensional divine kingdom and no longer being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of the prime material plane.

Meanwhile, the veteran Leta served as the deputy team leader and advisor.

The first group also had a heavy task: to build the core of the magic array platform at an appropriate depth in the sea.

The Black Sea is unlike any other, with an excess of water elements and dark power. Its coldness and radiation levels are comparable to those of outer space, reaching temperatures of over -100 degrees Celsius, and its radiation is comparable to solar wind.

In this situation, without the protection of the domain of the power of laws, the extraordinary person would be like charcoal under the effect of oxygen blowing, quickly having all their energy and mana consumed, and then kicking the bucket.

As they dive deeper, the pressure of the seawater increases rapidly and unreasonably, and there are also attacks from even larger, crocodile-sized evil salamanders, like a superhuman version of a swarm of sharks.

The fake Numas and another level 19 high-level transcendent were responsible for assisting in setting up the magic circle, because this task was relatively simple, while fighting the evil lizard was more difficult.

To set up the magic circle, you only need to trust your teammates and focus on the work. However, those responsible for defense cannot dodge; they must face the attacks of the evil scorpion head-on and ensure that the construction site is not disturbed by external forces.

After finally finishing my own work, I had to help other groups speed up the setup process.

It took a full four hours of this work to finally activate the magic circle.

It looks like a rigid checkerboard suspended in water, composed of nodes and rays. Upon closer inspection, you'll find that both the nodes and rays are woven from intricate magical symbols.

Once this magical platform is in operation, it forms an energy field dome in the shape of a deep, round pot, looking like a slightly elliptical sphere overall.

Within the force field, the upper environment rapidly improved; the seawater was no longer murky and radioactive, and the sea pressure dropped rapidly, making the overall environment more suitable for extraordinary individuals to reside in.

However, the situation worsened at the lower levels.

It's as if the ball of filth originally contained the same amount of filth on both sides, but now the filth on the top half has been removed, leaving the bottom half standing upright, giving it a somewhat clear and turbid feel.

Fake Numas is just a pawn in this team.

While the leaders of the warbands had already begun to discuss the operation in the underworld, he and the other low-ranking soldiers could only sit quietly, meditate, and conserve their energy.

The warband leaders quickly reached a decision, and a new first group was formed. This time, the number of members not only doubled to twenty, but all of them were of Legendary+ strength or above, making it arguably the strongest combat group in the entire warband.

"Enter!" "Enter!"

Amidst loud announcements, the first group of members jumped from the nodes into the gaps between the optical cables.

Looking down at these enormous voids, one sees only the deep, inky darkness of the lower level, unlike the upper level where one can see the boundary of the force field dome.

Blackrobor admitted that the method the chapter was currently using was effective and stable. It involved creating the mindset of entering the underworld through a process similar to jumping into a black well.

This suggestion, combined with the environment below, can truly transform the act of jumping into a journey to the underworld.

About half an hour later.

Members of the first group surfaced through the gap, grabbed the fiber optic cable, and leaped up.

In fact, both optical cables and nodes are composed of supernatural forces, not physical objects; they are not water, much less ice.

However, when people empower themselves with the right psychological cues, they can use these fiber optic cables and nodes as physical objects.

This also serves as a tool to test whether the members of the battle group possess the ability to enter the underworld.

Those who cannot stand firm on nodes or fiber optic cables and make a fool of themselves from time to time indicate that their mental suggestion is not working well. It will be difficult for them to enter the inner world, and even if they force themselves to enter, problems will arise.

Conversely, those like the fake Numas, who can move effortlessly between nodes and optical cables, are excellent deep-sea divers.

Therefore, when the returning group indicated that a fierce battle was underway and the warband needed to organize a rotation of forces, Fake Numas was the first to be chosen.

And so, not long after, twenty people, including the fake Numas, began to jump into the black well.

Looking down, it was pitch black; after jumping down, you found that the surroundings were deep red; looking up, it was bright and clear.

It's like looking at the surface of the land from a dark, deep pool.

Looking down, I found myself inside a semi-transparent dome. The area outside the dome was also dark red, but noticeably brighter.

This is already the other world.

Because water is used, this element cannot be removed from cognition, so the other world is also in water.

Downstream, breaking through the barrier, the first impression is as if entering the open sea from a tranquil bay with a breakwater.

Although there wasn't much of an undercurrent, one could sense the complex changes in the hydrology.

Vast, murky, red, faintly glowing.

It was as if they were diving deep into a sea of ​​blood, while the legendary superhuman in the team who summoned reinforcements led them even deeper.

They were all equipped with specialized tools and had taken alchemical potions.

Therefore, theoretically, everyone is now an aquatic creature, very good at swimming, and not troubled by trivial matters like breathing.

It swam quickly, and the light shield it came from soon turned into a light-emitting object the size of a light bulb, a thin layer of faint light, not bright, but still discernible.

Of course, this is only a sensory experience based primarily on vision.

Everyone has a magical connection, like a kite on a string. No matter how deep they dive, they can always find their way back, unless the facility is destroyed.

Continuing downstream, the battlefield came into view in the distance, as demonic light flashed intermittently, like water mines being detonated repeatedly in the water. There were moments of brilliance, which were then obscured by a large number of bubbles and turbulent, murky water.

The guide warned them to be vigilant, as they could encounter enemies at any time.

The first enemy from the Otherworld that the fake Numas encountered appeared a few dozen seconds later. It resembled the traditional dread beast of the Great Old Ones lineage, with a humanoid upper body and a dozen tentacles on its lower body. The humanoid part was more like a Naga siren, with colorful, glowing fins on its elbows and back, gills below its ears, and a dragon-like head, but with sharp edges and corners, making it look even more ferocious.

Black Robb was not surprised by this.

When the Dark Hell was established, he provided a lot of information. Later, as the world revolved, he also repeatedly demonstrated the technology of the Great Old Ones. Given the record-keeping ability of the Heavenly Dao and the close relationship between the God of Nature and the Heavenly Dao, it is quite normal for him to copy some of the work of the Great Old Ones.

I wonder if the dark side of this god of nature is now also slumbering and recuperating in the form of a deep-sea behemoth...

(End of this chapter)