Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 290 - 288: Prostrate Ahead of Schedule!
In the starry sky, Su Mo wore a white robe and slowly advanced, holding a giant Soul Summoning Banner.
Behind him was still that massive funeral procession.
It had been six days since they left.
All along the way, Su Mo was like a true Death God, no matter which race’s border or territory he reached, his first words were ordering their Divine Level strongmen to come out and kowtow to his master.
If there was any hesitation, Su Mo would mercilessly strike down with his Soul Summoning Banner.
The starry sky shattered, nothing remained, only Su Mo’s Origin Points kept increasing.
"Su War God, up ahead is a neutral force, the Centaur Race, and we don’t have..." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Su Mo merely glanced at him, and the Divine Level strongman who spoke immediately shut his mouth.
Less than an hour later, a large patch of white dots densely appeared in the void ahead.
As Su Mo looked up, these were not white dots at all, but countless kneeling Alien Races.
Each of these alien races had the head of a horse and the body of a man, standing nearly ten meters tall. Now, each was draped in white cloth, kneeling towards Su Mo in unison.
As Su Mo approached, he heard the Centaurs kneeling and bowing, loudly proclaiming, "We, the Centaur Race, kneel here to greet the Marshal Tu’s ascension! Willingly offering all our resources, hoping to become a subordinate of the Human Race!"
Su Mo and the Divine Level strongmen behind him looked at each other in confusion.
The alien races they had encountered before, after Su Mo’s demands, either cursed, fought back, or remained silent, which was not uncommon.
But the situation in front of them was the first of its kind.
Su Mo hadn’t even arrived yet, and they were already kneeling. It was somewhat ridiculous.
Some even felt there might be a trap here, but after noticing the many Divine Levels present, especially considering Su War God was here, they felt reassured.
No matter what the issue, there were no issues in front of Su War God, and any problem could be punched away.
This was the feeling Su Mo gave them nowadays.
At this moment, not to mention others, Su Mo was also a bit baffled. He was already prepared to kill his way through.
After all, he hadn’t expected anyone to agree to such outrageous demands.
But, someone actually agreed!!!
The issue was, they hadn’t even spoken yet, so kneeling so quickly seemed a bit too premature.
Should he use the fact that they knelt too quickly and made him lose face as a reason to kill them all?
This thought flashed in Su Mo’s mind, but he eventually decided to go see what was truly happening.
In the starry sky, the Centaur chief knelt in the void, cold sweat drenching the white cloth over his forehead.
Their bodies trembled continuously, especially after they planned on negotiating with the Shadow Race for some Shadow Stones, only to receive no response.
Forced, they dispatched a Divine Level at the fastest speed.
Upon arrival, the Shadow Race was nowhere to be found, even the entire Shadow Realm along with the external void was almost gone.
The terrifying destructive power was enough to make his heart tremble just by looking at it, even causing his entire body to shake.
It was terrifying, too terrifying!
He dared not delve deeper, not even close to the outskirts, because his intuition told him that approaching those things would result in death.
Even if he survived, he would suffer irreversible damage!
Seeing the situation from afar, he immediately reported back.
The chief contemplated for a long time, then asked him to observe the other nearby races, only to discover in horror that all races bordering the Human Race Star Realm had disappeared like the Shadow Race!
Not only the residual power but even the manner of external destruction was the same.
This inevitably reminded them of the great war a few months ago when the Human Race revealed an extremely terrifying maniac.
A madman alone wasn’t horrifying, but one with tremendous strength was.
And this madman wielding terrifying power, wiping out entire races on a whim, was even worse.
But this wasn’t the scariest thing. The scariest part was that the Centaur Race was also bordering the Human Race Star Realm!
The terrifying thought barely emerged before causing the chief to tremble uncontrollably!
Subsequently, orders were issued for the Divine Level strongman to investigate what the Human Race strongman was planning.
Traveling along the path of destruction, he eventually saw a large group of people draped in white, carrying a large square box at their center.
They blew horns, beat war drums, and played a somewhat mournful tune.
Simple, vast, and majestic, yet deeply sorrowful.
A hundred and six Divine Level strongmen, just that number alone was terrifying enough to bring despair.
Though they knew the Human Race was strong and had many Divine Level strongmen, their fighters were dispersed, so all races thought the Human Race was not that significant.
But it wasn’t until the great war a few months ago when the Human Race rallied large numbers of Divine Levels to the Western battlefield that the races recognized the Human Race’s power.
Afterward, the Human Race annihilated all the invading enemies in one fell swoop, slaying even the super-god level powerhouses they had never heard of, terrifying all other races.
A demigod of the Centaur Race took a distant glance at the situation over there and was about to leave when a voice rang out.
"Listen up, Cactus Race inside, our Su War God commands that your god-level strongmen come out immediately, kowtow thrice to Marshal Tu, and swear allegiance to the Human Race system, or face annihilation!"
The Centaur Race did not dare linger upon hearing this and left swiftly. Shortly after, they heard another earth-shattering explosion.
Turning to look, their pupils contracted violently, the scene identical to before, except previously they only saw ruins. This time, they finally saw how the ruins were formed.
However, they swore never to want to see such a scene a second time, especially within the Centaur Race!!!
After transmitting all the information back, the Centaur Race immediately began researching Human Culture, as they had already gathered some information about the Human Race since they were on the edge of the Human Race’s star realm.
Later, they contacted the Minotaur Race, with whom they had a good relationship, and ultimately concluded that a significant figure of the Human Race had died!
This time, it was clear that the leader wanted other races to accompany this figure in death!
Cold sweat instantly drenched their foreheads. After much consideration, they finally came to this conclusion.
Su Mo looked ahead at the nearly ten thousand Centaur Race members, all neatly kneeling, even their kowtow motions seemed rehearsed.
The ten thousand Centaur Race members did not mean they had ten thousand divine-level strongmen, but rather they had brought out all the members capable of moving in the starry sky, the majority of which were still at the gold level.
When making this choice, he also considered whether this might ensure survival.
But if not this, then what else could be done!
In the face of such a powerhouse, even if they wanted to run, it was impossible to escape. Ultimately, a decision was made.
All those above the gold level went out to meet them, while the younger ones below the gold level were all sent to the Minotaur Race, as many as could be sent.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to go together, but if they all went together, the Minotaur Race would not accept them.
To be accepted, only when all the strong were dead would they feel at ease.
Though such actions might risk their younglings facing bullying, it was better than being annihilated by that terrifying powerhouse of the Human Race in a single move!
Su Mo stood there contemplating for a long time, as everyone around him waited for him to speak.
The Centaur Race continued to kowtow, their movements perfectly synchronized.
Unable to find any excuse, Su Mo finally spoke: "Record, Blood Slaughter God to the Centaur Race, Centaurs submit, become a vassal of the Human Race!"
An elder quickly jotted it down, [Blood Slaughter God to the Centaur Race, Centaurs submit, become a vassal of the Human Race!]
Then wrote in another book [King with the teacher’s coffin, met the Centaur Race, intending to annihilate them to accompany the teacher in death, Centaurs all knelt to beg for mercy, later submitted, became vassals]
Su Mo would surely rebut this wild tale: Nonsense, I didn’t do that, where did you see me wanting them to be buried with my mentor!
The funeral music started again, the procession grew even larger, with the ten thousand Centaur Race members following along, even learning how to play the suona from the Human Race King.
At this time, after six days, Zhao Mingjue’s entire family also arrived at the Solar System with all the soldiers from the Southwest Warfront.
But seeing the greatly transformed Solar System and Earth ahead, they were utterly confused.
So, where is Earth?
Where is our small, blue Earth?
Don’t tell me, that blue planet larger than the Sun ahead is Earth!
"Commander, is this really Earth? We haven’t even been at the Southwest Warfront for five years, what... what is going on here???"
A demigod stammered while speaking.
He was confused, and Zhao Mingjue was even more perplexed: You were gone for five years, but I returned just a few months ago and it didn’t look like this!
You ask me, how would I know!
"Go over and see what’s going on."
The demigod was pleased upon hearing this; he relished the chance to shine. It would truly be a waste if he didn’t seize it.
This time they returned with honor, even if they hadn’t contributed much, as the Shadow Race had perished!
"Commander, rest assured, I’ll go announce it then let the large force inside come out to greet us!"
"Don’t go overboard, right now Marshal Tu is still there, if you upset that person..."
The demigod immediately restrained his expression upon hearing this, cold sweat beginning to form on his forehead.
Adjusting his expression, he approached the enormous blue planet resembling Earth and called out:
"Southwest War Zone, Deputy Liu Yu returns with Su War God’s divine order!"
The moment he finished speaking, six god-level powerhouses flew out from the planet, grinning broadly.
They were all sporting shaved heads, their faces amiably smiling, yet Zhao Mingjue felt something was off.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome all soldiers back! We’ve already received Su War God’s command ahead of time and have been waiting for your arrival. Oh, by the way, do you know when Su War God will return?"
Zhao Mingjue looked at the six people ahead, still feeling something was wrong, and quickly contacted Bai Yuanhao. In the next moment, he suddenly shouted, "It’s a trap, retreat, quickly!"
