Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 531 - 92: Procreation, Human Correction!

While Hegel’s offensive was frustrated, Duncan was making a triumphant advance.

The power of the Upper Golden Coast clearly surpassed that of the Lower Golden Coast. Hegel and the followers of the Crocodile God fought fiercely for days, with no clear winner. As more and more heroes from the Upper Golden Coast gathered near the Nile River, he had to strategically retreat and turn to attack nearby city-states to cut off the connection between the Upper and Lower Golden Coasts.

Duncan’s side continuously conquered several cities.

However, the Lower Golden Coast worships minor gods, and it’s not as prosperous as the Upper Golden Coast. The divine beings served here barely had names anyone recognized, such as the fierce god Anet, the god of sin Baba Ra, the cemetery god Chashun, the resurrection god Hailabi, the betraying god Helubris the Bull, and the powerful snake god Apophis, ruler of the Nightland.

Most of them held demigod status, and dared not descend to resist in person. Only the snake god caused Duncan a bit of trouble.

Night fell.

At this moment, Duncan had strategically split the Upper and Lower Golden Coasts into two segments. If Hegel’s side could also achieve results, the Golden City where Prometheus resided would become an isolated city.

The high walls of the Golden City were tough bones to crack; Duncan did not wish for a ten-year siege.

A splash of water sounded.

In the tent, Duncan, who was studying the complex structure of divine beliefs here, raised his head. As the mark from the God’s perspective emerged with a lovely silhouette, he put down the scroll in his hand.

——The Thebes River Goddess (Five-Star Gold)!

This radiant Oceanid emerged from the river water. She wore a luxurious water gauze gown and, after casting a spell, entered Duncan’s tent.

The people around barely noticed anything, only the witch Gleya stood up warily, as if sensing something.

Duncan put down the scroll in his hand, looking slightly surprised, said: "Why are you here?"

He did not want the Thebes River Goddess to get embroiled in the conflict between two pantheons. The power of the Ocean Divine Descendants was not what it used to be. If anything happened, someone might indeed step forward to kill the River God.

The Thebes River Goddess passionately offered a kiss, then leaned her delicate body into Duncan’s arms, placing his hand on her heart, and whispered: "The heroes from the Upper Golden Coast have offered sacrifices to me, asking that I unleash a flood to wash away the barbarian warriors when you cross the river."

Offering sacrifices to the gods, this was a tradition of the current era.

As if sensing the tension and fiery passion of the Thebes River Goddess, Duncan embraced her alluring figure around the waist, lifting the silk-like water gauze gown onto his knee. He gently comforted the Oceanid, saying warmly, "You’ve done very well."

No matter how they first met, since the Thebes River Goddess had made a choice, Duncan had to respond fervently.

Her visit tonight was both to seek credit and protection.

The Thebes River Goddess did not respond to the sacrifices of the Golden Coast heroes, which already indicated her stance: she would not help those heroes against Duncan. Naturally, she also became a potential enemy to the Golden Coast heroes.

If Duncan lost this battle, she too might face retribution, and even her position as the River Goddess of Thebes would likely be at risk.

In such a situation, Duncan naturally needed to soothe her emotions first.

A long, low hum sounded.

The Thebes River Goddess twisted her slender waist, her arms twining around Duncan’s neck like vines, softly saying, "Hegel’s Crocodile God commands the river gods on land. They can’t handle the Lady of Fury at sea, but you must be careful of floods on inland rivers."

Duncan nodded solemnly.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the Thebes River Goddess was someone he was determined to protect. Since she chose to support him, a small river god status was something he could maintain. If necessary, beyond the Thebes River, there were plenty of large rivers; he could eliminate the local River God and directly promote the Thebes River Goddess.

After all, he had already become a barbarian.

Just then, the radiant Thebes River Goddess turned her head to look behind her, glimpsing briefly at her blushing side before relaxing again, continuing to twist her slender waist.

Duncan looked up and saw the witch Gleya outside the tent.

The witch Gleya watched the seductive and lustful scene before her; the Thebes River Goddess practically clung to Duncan’s waist. She couldn’t help but spat, secretly cursing these barbarians who sleep wherever they go, even having a lover in inland rivers.

She had thought an assassin had sneaked in using magic.

Witch Gleya looked up again, turned to leave, but couldn’t resist silently cursing before she went: "Brute."

At midnight.

Duncan sent off the tremble-legged, boneless Thebes River Goddess, sitting alone in the tent lost in thought.

The enemy was starting to use any means at their disposal.

Similarly, as the barbarians pressured other city-states to choose sides, the Golden Coast nations also pressed surrounding forces to choose sides. Now, there was no room for fence-sitters; they had to pick a camp to follow through to the end.

In fact, just yesterday, two large snakes suddenly appeared on the path of the barbarian army, intertwining, speaking human words: "If you proceed, you’ll meet a fate of death."