Global Descent: Heaven's Executioner-Chapter 42:Entering The Primordial God Ruins
It could be done like this?!
At this moment Zayen was also stunned when he heard the voices in his mind. He hadn’t expected that eating the roasted meat of magic beasts could rapidly restore one’s stamina.
He hadn’t expected something so simple—
So... primitive—
To have such a practical effect.
Up until now, most players—including himself—had focused entirely on killing, leveling, and surviving.
Very few had paused to experiment with the most basic necessities.
Food.
Rest.
Recovery.
"It seems we’ve all been thinking too complicatedly."
Magic beasts were creatures overflowing with energy.
Their flesh naturally contained vitality and spiritual essence.
After proper cooking—
It made sense that it could replenish stamina.
channel and prepared to head deeper into the forest.
Just then, a system notification suddenly appeared before him.
....
[Global System Announcement]
All players who have been teleported to the Endless God Domain, please take note.
To encourage competition and accelerate evolution, all players currently located within the Endless Forest Region will be forcibly teleported in ten seconds to the Primordial God Ruins.
The Primordial God Ruins is a forbidden land filled with ancient inheritances, rare opportunities, and terrifying high-level magic beasts. Survival is not guaranteed.
All players will be teleported together with their original group. Each group will arrive at the same unified location within the ruins.
Then a countdown began to tick down in the corner of the panel.
10
9
8
Looking at the countdown on the system plane, Zayen’s body stiffened. Once he reacted, his eyes burst with bright light.
"Primordial God Ruins...?"
Before he could even think, Amy forwarded the system notification to appear again.
[Teleportation is about to begin. Please do not panic.]
Without any hesitation, Zayen summons all the Redeemed Holy Angels back onto the Realm of Light.
"Primordial God Ruins...?"
Before he could think further, Amy hurriedly forwarded the system notification, and the crimson panel appeared before him once again.
Teleportation is about to begin. Please do not panic.
The surrounding space began to distort violently, as if an invisible force was folding the forest inward. The ground beneath his feet trembled, and faint spatial cracks spread through the air like shattered glass.
Zayen’s expression sharpened instantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand.
"Return."
In the distance, the massive white tiger let out a low roar before its body dissolved into particles of light. The ten Redeemed Spirit Monkeys were next, their figures turning translucent before transforming into streaks of radiance that shot straight into the sky.
One after another all the Redeemed Holy Angels responded to his summons.
Zayen suddenly felt his vision go dark, and his body vanished instantly.
....
When Zayen regained his vision, he found himself standing in a clearing.
"Is this the Primordial God Ruins?"
Zayen’s gaze swept across his surroundings.
He was standing in the middle of a straight and wide ancient city road.
On both sides, various buildings stood in rows, imposing but empty, damaged buildings without a single person in sight.
It was as if a great battle had taken place here.
"Is this the Primordial God Ruins?"
His voice was calm, but his eyes were alert.
Zayen lifted his head and carefully observed his surroundings.
He was no longer in a forest. Instead, he stood in the middle of a straight and unusually wide ancient city road. The stone pavement beneath his feet was cracked and worn, as though it had endured countless years of wind and erosion.
On both sides of the road, rows of buildings stretched into the distance. They were grand and imposing in structure, yet eerily empty. Many of them were partially destroyed—walls shattered, pillars broken, rooftops collapsed.
It was as if a devastating battle had once taken place here, leaving behind nothing but ruins and the lingering shadow of destruction.
Looking around, he realized he was not the only one there. Other players stood scattered along the ancient road just like him, staring at the surroundings with confusion in their eyes.
"What exactly is going on? We were still fighting magic beasts, and then the system just teleported us here."
"Just now, I saw the system notification mention something about Primordial God Ruins... What is that?"
"Is this really the Primordial God Ruins?"
"Why does this place look like a destroyed city?"
The crowd in the square was buzzing with discussion.
Some players quickly gathered with their original teammates, forming small groups and instinctively creating distance from strangers. Others tightened their grip on their weapons, their expressions turning wary as they sized up the people around them.
There were some few bold individuals who had already started moving, cautiously stepping toward the nearby buildings to investigate.
At this moment, the system notification appeared in front of everyone once again.
[System Notification: Welcome to the Primordial God Ruins.
This is an ancient battlefield left behind after the fall of a forgotten god. Hidden within these ruins are lost inheritances, rare treasures, and powerful artifacts. However, high-level magic beasts and unknown guardians also roam this land.
Survival will depend entirely on your strength.
All groups from the Endless Forest Region have been teleported to different areas within the Primordial God Ruins. As exploration continues, you will encounter players from other original groups.]
[System Reminder: You have until dawn before the Primordial God Ruins close.
All surviving players will be forcibly teleported out at sunrise. You have until dawn before the Primordial God Ruins close.]
After the system notification disappeared, all the crowd in the square was buzzing with discussion.
"Until dawn ..."
"That means we only have a few hours."
"We need to find treasures or level up quickly."
Several players immediately rushed toward the nearby damaged buildings, hoping to discover hidden inheritances or rare items before others did.
In just a few minutes, the ancient street became much quieter.
Most of the players had already scattered into the surrounding ruins, searching for opportunities or avoiding potential danger.
Soon, only Zayen and the other four players who seemed to belong to the same original team remained standing in the open area.
Zayen glanced at them briefly.
His expression was calm and indifferent.
He had no intention of initiating conversation.
The other four, however, were clearly tense.
They exchanged uneasy looks, occasionally stealing glances at Zayen.
Apprehension filled their eyes.
Zayen simply looked at them for a brief moment before turning and walking straight ahead without saying a word.
Seeing Zayen leave without stopping, the four players exchanged relieved glances.
Almost immediately, they seized the opportunity to change direction.
Turning left, they walked quickly down another ancient city road, deliberately putting distance between themselves and Zayen.
It was only after Zayen’s figure completely disappeared into the ruined street that their tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.
A tall man holding a greatsword exhaled deeply.
The four players quickly gathered in a slightly hidden corner of the ruined street.
One of them took out a small, faintly glowing bronze compass from his packet.
The needle of the treasure-hunting compass trembled slightly before slowly stabilizing, pointing toward a direction deeper inside the city ruins.
"Good. There really is something nearby," the tall man holding a greatsword said excitedly.
"But we have to be careful," another player with short yellow hair reminded in a low voice. "This place is the Primordial God Ruins. Even if there is treasure, there might also be guardians protecting it."
The third player, a middle-aged man with a scar on his nose, nodded.
"Let’s move quietly. If we encounter other players, avoid conflict unless necessary."
After a brief discussion, the four players followed the compass guidance and quietly left the original street, moving deeper into the shadowed alleys of the ancient city.
The faint glow of the compass needle flickered steadily as they advanced, leading them toward an unknown location hidden within the Primordial God Ruins.
On the other side.
Zayen indeed had no intention of paying attention to the four players. He walked forward on his own; he was simply strolling, but in reality, he was searching.
His golden eyes moved slowly as he observed the damaged buildings on both sides of the street.
Walking along the ancient city road, Zayen soon encountered other players moving around the ruins, searching for treasures or hidden opportunities.
Some players were carefully inspecting collapsed buildings.
Others were digging through broken stone piles, hoping to uncover storage boxes, inheritance stones, or ancient equipment.
A few groups were walking cautiously, watching their surroundings while advancing deeper into the ruins.
However—
Zayen did not pay attention to them.
He simply kept walking forward.
His steps were steady and unhurried, his gaze quietly scanning the ruined environment as if searching for something far more important than the scattered treasure hunters around him.
Occasionally, players would glance at him warily when he passed.
But seeing that he showed no intention of conflict, they quickly returned to their own searches.
Zayen soon spotted a half-collapsed building, but unlike the other ruined structures around it, this one was in noticeably better condition.
Its walls, though cracked and weathered, still held their form, and the roof sagged slightly but hadn’t fully caved in.
A faint golden glimmer seemed to pulse from within the shadows of the building, barely visible from the street.
Zayen’s eyes narrowed. He could tell immediately that this wasn’t just another abandoned ruin. Something about the aura it emitted hinted at hidden power.
Without hesitation, he adjusted his pace, moving toward the building with quiet precision, careful not to disturb the nearby players who were still wandering around, unaware of what lay hidden inside.
Zayen placed his hand on the half-broken stone door and slowly pushed it open.
Creak—
