Chapter 0294: The 100 Billion Divine Stones

Kunnir of the Ironblood Peak and Markohin of the Goddess Peak were stunned, falling silent for a moment. They had intended to take advantage of the situation and reap benefits without effort, but never expected to encounter such a scenario—now they had to offer help to Hamidun? They could see clearly the dire situation at Hamidun’s Ice Jade Peak; if they didn’t intervene, it was likely they wouldn’t last long.

Intervene?
Kunnir and Markohin exchanged a glance. If they did act, dealing with just the six peaks led by Heibei Peak’s Xihe should be straightforward, and after eliminating them, all the benefits would surely go to their own peaks.

However, they glanced warily at Huang Long and Bog and the others watching from afar. Although Huang Long appeared to be just an ordinary mid-tier god, and Bog and the rest were lower-tier gods, they didn’t know much about Huang Long and Bog’s true strength, so they hesitated to act rashly.

They knew that Hamidun and his group were in such a desperate situation largely because of these people; otherwise, the six peaks led by Heibei Peak alone couldn’t have pushed Hamidun to this extreme.

“Guys, don’t worry about these people. Just be careful of that dark-haired youth’s soul attacks. Once we eliminate them, all the benefits of the six peaks will belong to you. Our Ice Jade Peak will give you another 10 billion divine stones!” Hamidun, in his desperate situation, saw that Kunnir and Markohin weren’t interested and grew anxious. He kept shouting while hiding.

10 billion divine stones?!
Kunnir and Markohin were shocked. Even for their peaks, this was a huge amount. If each peak contributed 1 million divine stones per decade, it would take a thousand years to reach 100 million, and 1 million years to reach 1 billion!

Their hearts stirred. 10 billion divine stones, plus Hamidun’s guarantee that all benefits would go to their peaks—working together, they wouldn’t have to fear Ice Jade Peak going back on its word later.

Yet the more so, the more cautious they became, because no amount of money mattered as much as life. As robbers, caution was their nature—they wouldn’t engage in a losing deal.

Hamidun’s words reminded them that the dark-haired youth was a soul master!
Their expressions turned grave. If they had known beforehand and acted rashly, they would have suffered heavy losses. Though the opponent was only a mid-tier god, his soul attacks were invisible and hard to defend against.

Hamidun and his group were now in trouble, likely because they hadn’t anticipated the dark-haired youth’s soul attacks. Their expressions shifted as they thought about it.

“Kunnir, what do you think?” Markohin asked eagerly.

Kunnir glanced at Huang Long and finally shook his head.

Markohin was somewhat surprised and then fell silent.

At that moment, Hamidun’s agonized screams came from the sky.
Quinniel and Markohin looked up and saw that Hamidun’s fire-type divine avatar had already been destroyed under the combined attacks of the seventeen members of Heber.
A divine avatar is closely connected to the soul of its master deity; if the avatar perishes, the soul sea of the master deity will also suffer severe damage.
“One hundred billion, one hundred billion divine stones! You two, if you save me, I’ll give you one hundred billion divine stones!” Hamidun cried out desperately, still gasping for breath, his voice filled with pleading, his expression almost on the verge of tears.
As the leader of the eight mid-tier deities of the Ice Jade Peak, second only to Heber, and holding a noble status in the Dragon Mountain Range, this was already his limit!
One hundred billion divine stones was all he had!
To survive, he no longer cared about anything else, even if it meant losing everything and having no divine stones left.
Divine stones could be earned again even if lost.
One hundred billion divine stones! Quinniel and Markohin took a deep breath.
One hundred billion divine stones! That was no small amount even in the entire Netherworld!
With this amount of divine stones, plus what they had accumulated before, they could buy a manor in any city and live a peaceful life, free from plundering, living cautiously and securely every day.
But to deal with just a mid-tier soul master?
Quinniel frowned, unsure.
“Quinniel, let me take care of that black-haired mid-tier soul master!” Markohin said, sensing Quinniel’s concern.
“You’ll handle it?” Quinniel turned, surprised. Really?
“Yes, I have a mid-tier divine artifact for soul defense!” Markohin replied.
A mid-tier divine artifact for soul defense?! Quinniel was shocked but then delighted.
If that was the case, there was no need to worry about that mid-tier soul master!
Moreover, Hamidun’s last words meant that as long as they saved him, regardless of whether they defeated that black-haired youth and the six leaders of the Black Iron Peak or not, they would all get one hundred billion divine stones!
Although he didn’t know how Markohin possessed such a divine artifact, he realized now wasn’t the time to investigate. Seeing that both Hamidun’s main body and his wind-type divine avatar were in grave danger, he waved his hand and pointed at the six leaders of the Black Iron Peak, ordering his subordinates, “Kill them!” His tone was resolute.
“Yes, Great Leader!” The people of the Iron Blood Peak replied loudly.
Almost simultaneously, Markohin also gave orders to her subordinates from the Goddess Peak.
Over a thousand god-tier warriors from the Iron Blood Peak and the Goddess Peak rushed forward to attack the lower-tier deities of the Black Iron Peak.

KunKunNeer led the three mid-tier gods from Ironblood Peak to attack the seventeen members of Hibei, aiming to rescue Hamilton, while Makohin led the three mid-tier gods from Goddess Peak to attack Huanglong, Bog, and the others. With a wave of her hand, Makohin swung her green sword at Huanglong and shouted, “You first go and kill those lower-tier gods!” meaning she wanted the three mid-tier gods from Goddess Peak to deal with Bog and the others first. If they could eliminate Bog and the rest, then by joining forces with her later, they would be confident in killing that dark-haired youth. The three mid-tier gods from Goddess Peak readily agreed and attacked Bog, the orc Nat, and the others. Huanglong heard every word of KunKunNeer and Makohin’s communication. Seeing Makohin charging at him, he sneered inwardly—mid-tier defensive soul artifact? With a swift movement, Huanglong dodged her attack and looked at her indifferently, “I rarely kill women!” Makohin stared at Huanglong and sneered, “Then let’s see later whether I die at your hands or if I kill you! Soul masters? I’ve never killed a soul master before. Today, I want to see what your soul attacks are like. I hope you won’t disappoint me!” “Disappoint you?” Huanglong replied coldly, “I won’t disappoint you!” With that, he flashed forward, pointed with his hand, activating the Twelve Heavenly Fiend Formation, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches reappeared. Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches appear, Makohin and the others were shocked. With a roar, the Twelve Ancestral Witches unleashed their soul attacks. KunKunNeer and Makohin felt a buzzing in their minds, then saw the more than a thousand lower-tier gods from Ironblood Peak and Goddess Peak, who were supposed to attack the lower-tier gods of Blackiron Peak, freeze and stagger. “Soul attacks!” That suddenly appearing humanoid primal beast could also use soul attacks! KunKunNeer and Makohin’s expressions changed drastically, and they felt deceived—not only by Huanglong but also by Hamilton! Hamilton hadn’t told them about this earlier! This left them completely unprepared. Anger surged in their hearts. But by now, there was no turning back! Because soon after, they saw that humanoid primal beast launch another attack after the soul attacks—torrential black water, raging flames, violent hurricanes, expanding lightning nets, earthwaves flooding everything, and what kind of attack was that—fate attacks?! As the more than a thousand lower-tier gods from Ironblood Peak and Goddess Peak were stunned, most of them couldn’t dodge and fell from the sky one after another, or were completely annihilated without even a strand of hair from their divine bodies remaining. KunKunNeer and Makohin were furious and heartbroken.

In the blink of an eye, over half of the more than a thousand lower gods from Iron Blood Peak and Goddess Peak were killed! The remaining few hundred fled into the sky, scattered and mostly injured. Yet, the nightmare was not over. The Yellow Dragon summoned its Immortal Binding Rope, transformed into a dragon, and trapped those lower gods from the two peaks who tried to escape. Then, with the Green Rainbow Sword, countless swords descended to strike; the Thunder Gathering Vessel sent torrents of lightning; and an umbrella spanning the sky blocked out the sun. Six magical artifacts flew out from beneath it, unleashing a fierce bombardment! It was nothing short of a massacre—a brutal slaughter! KunKunNeer and Markohin, along with the six mid-tier gods from the two peaks, could no longer pay attention to anything else and rushed to attack, trying to save the lower gods from their peaks! But how could the Yellow Dragon let them succeed? With a wave of his hand, ten Yellow Dragons appeared! As if creating soldiers from beans! In the Ancient Forest, the Yellow Dragon could only maintain eight such forms, but now it effortlessly created ten. The ten Yellow Dragons attacked KunKunNeer, Markohin, and the other eight. Seeing them appear, not only KunKunNeer and Markohin but also those in the midst of battle like Heber and Hamilton were shocked. “The Ten Divine Avatars!” Back then, Li Yifeng had been stunned by the eight divine avatars of the Yellow Dragon; now, with ten appearing before everyone, the horror on everyone’s faces was imaginable. The ten Yellow Dragons blocked KunKunNeer, Markohin, and the others, and then, as cries of agony echoed, the lower gods they tried to save from the two peaks disappeared once again! What terrified KunKunNeer and Markohin even more was the screams of Hamilton—his main body and his wind-based divine avatar were both killed under the attacks of Heber’s seventeen men. This meant Hamilton was dead beyond redemption! For a god-tier powerhouse, if either the main body or a divine avatar died, they might still survive. But if both died, survival was impossible. At this moment, looking at the terrified KunKunNeer and the others, the Yellow Dragon sneered, his brow flashing as he summoned the Immortal Pavilion. “Retreat!” KunKunNeer and Markohin shared the same thought and, without hesitation, ordered to fly away. Hamilton was dead; staying any longer was pointless! By now, they regretted it! One hundred billion divine stones?! Although they couldn’t see them now, it seemed to them as if they were on the path leading to Hamilton’s fate—the path of death!