Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Emmm...

Could it be that her deliberate act of letting Derrick go caused the mission to fail completely?

Something's not right.

Anran turned around and looked at the berserk beast Derrick.

The fact that the mission didn't result in failure means that the storyline is still on the right track.

"In other words, whether I let him go or not, he will be wrongfully imprisoned and end up like this."

But what about God?

Where has the God who was supposed to revive us gone?

An Ran continued, "What is the Origin Tree? Tell me about it."

Ryder replied, "The Origin Tree was a sacred relic found by the ancestors of the Feathered Civilization in the starry sky ruled by the Believers, and after that..."

As he spoke, Ryder's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stood there frozen, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Anran turned around.

I happened to see the scene where the giant beast Derrick tore the high priest in two.

"..."

The impact of this scene goes far beyond mere gore.

For every member of the Feathered Civilization who witnessed this, it was tantamount to the collapse of the world.

If the high priest, who supported half of the Feathered Civilization, suffered such a crushing defeat, what can his weaker descendants do?

Home planet... is finished.

Ryder knelt down on the ground.

He's no longer considering going out to save his home planet.

He only wished to be in a dark, shadowy land where the sun never shines.

By completely exiling yourself, you no longer need to think about these exhausting problems.

"The God of Origin... Haha... The God of Origin..."

An Ran frowned as she listened to Ryder's delirious ramblings.

It seems a bit difficult to ask questions in this situation.

The high priest did not die immediately after being torn in two.

Even though he now despises the god he once believed in, he has to admit that it was the genetic sequence left by the god he believed in that allowed him to still move around even with such serious injuries.

Their bodies were wriggling, and they were about to merge together.

Suddenly, darkness fell, and the giant beast Derrick grabbed half of the high priest's body with each of its two hands.

This time he didn't exert any force, but the green lightning surrounding his body swarmed around him like sharks that had smelled blood.

They relentlessly devoured the high priest's flesh and blood.

The pain of being bitten contorted the high priest's face.

He knew he was doomed and was about to become part of the monster.

This monster is beyond human capability to defeat.

Just then, the giant beast Derrick suddenly let out a shriek.

A storm swept across the home planet.

The storm ravaged the land, but miraculously it also caused the green lightning that had bound the high priest to recede.

The high priest was stunned.

He saw pain in the monster's eyes.

It seems to be... struggling?

struggle?

how is this possible.

"Ahhh-"

A painful human voice came from the monster's mouth.

Although the voice was slightly distorted, the high priest recognized it immediately.

"Derrick!"

The monster appeared to be in increasing pain.

The struggle between mind and body erupted at this moment.

In An Ran's eyes.

The name of the behemoth Derrick kept changing.

From the behemoth Derrick to [Critical Fate], and then from Critical Fate back to the behemoth Derrick.

The level fluctuated between 211 and 207.

"It seems this is the god I've been looking for," An Ran whispered.

Ciqiya keenly discerned the true meaning from the movement of her lips.

"god?"

"False god."

"..."

Anran summoned the psionic servants and psionic war puppets.

She didn't rush to take action.

The mission was to revive God.

But now this so-called god is fighting Derrick for the body. If he is resurrected, wouldn't Derrick be gone?

An Ran simply couldn't believe that an important NPC with the [Advanced Destiny Aura] would die so easily.

In version 2.0, she was the main character.

However, the aura of destiny surrounding her is only at the initial stage.

Derrick's storyline is bound to have a long way to go; it's a gold mine that can be mined for a very long time!

Anran wouldn't be so foolish as to abandon the gold mine for the sake of her immediate task.

"If all else fails, just kill this god."

An Ran's eyes were filled with a dangerous aura.

……

at the same time.

The underground of the home planet of the Feathered Civilization.

The group looked on in panic at the boulder that was about to fall from above.

One of the unbelievers, whose appearance was distinctly different from the other members of the ascension civilization, said, "Can anyone explain to me what's going on here?"

No one answered him.

All eyes were focused on the empty space that appeared after the stone was moved.

There was nothing there.

Because there was nothing there, the person became even angrier.

"Where's the tree of origin? The map of the origin of species? Where are the things?"

Still, no one answered him.

A nameless rage surged within him, and he grabbed the collar of the person next to him: "Are you all stupid? Or are you deaf?! Where is what we need?"

The person who was grabbed yelled angrily, "How the hell should I know! Can't you find out yourself?"

"Heh heh, if we don't get anything, you can forget about all your benefits too!"

"Alright, alright." At this point, someone stepped in to smooth things over. "Let's keep looking; maybe it's nearby."

The unbeliever sneered: "If I don't get what I want, who knows what will happen to those who migrate away."

"you……"

"Hurry up and go find it! If that monster outside finds you shouting here, we'll all die!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Amid the commotion, a member of the Feathered Civilization, with a smirk, used a tool to drill open the metal wall on the left.

As he was about to crawl through, the brilliant green light leaking from the opening caught his attention.

"I...I think I've found it!"

"what?"

Amid exclamations of surprise, a group of people excitedly gathered around.

……

After a full ten minutes of fierce fighting, Derrick and Keming were still locked in a stalemate.

But even without the corrosive influence of the green lightning, the high priest finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Because of his exceptionally high intuition, he could tell that Derrick was fighting with some monster for control of the body.

This finally brought some comfort to the high priest's troubled mind.

At least before his death, he confirmed that Derrick, whom he had once admired, had not betrayed the Feathered Civilization.

"But that's all I can do."