Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 400 - 310: Wolf’s Sacrifice and Despair

On the ground, the heroes of the Divine Era were indeed full of fighting spirit, showing the momentum they had when they defeated Cain. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

At the forefront, Wolf had potential not inferior to any of the gods, including Bal, the God of Magic.

At this moment.

"My children, warrior demon dragons, appear now."

With Madra’s call, all those he had twisted into his underlings roared, becoming powerful natives of this world.

They started twisting their bodies; flesh twisted together under the Evolutionary Divine Power, transforming into a giant black demon dragon, seemingly tearing the sky with terrifying roars.

On another side.

The captain of the Earth Magic team shouted:

"This monster seems to have a 100% affinity with every Divine Power; it’s exaggerated. He twisted life into individual cells using Evolutionary and other Divine Powers and summoned a giant demon dragon with sharp teeth!"

In the distance.

"Fire Magic team, quickly protect the alchemists."

The captain of the Mage team, Ailu, shouted, "Alchemists, quickly twist the structure of this demon dragon and eliminate it!"

"Space Magic team, be ready to twist him during the demon dragon’s next attack!"

One command after another was issued in this vast war of the gods, where every minute and second the most outstanding, most freakish, and strongest beings of various civilizations perished.

And as the battle continued to progress.

Next to him, the wise leader of the Chaos Sect, Bolin, looked worriedly: "This infant has only been born for thirty-seven seconds, yet his movements in battle are becoming increasingly skilled."

"Only thirty seconds have passed? It felt like a century to me." Wolf calmly replied beside him.

Wolf felt he had to risk his life, "Everyone, through Transmission, focus your power on me."

"Do we have to use that? It was supposed to be our trump card." Bolin replied indifferently.

Wolf took a deep breath, looking up at the gods, "Essentially, we and this monster are both fighting using the Magic Net’s power."

"But as the embodiment of heaven and earth itself, he has a higher utilization rate of the Magic Net, and he’s perfectly compatible with every Divine Power."

"There’s only one way to defeat him."

"And that’s to strike him dead with the utmost force before he can grow."

His gaze fell on his like-minded companions, faintly saying: "Being with you all has been very happy for me."

"Don’t speak uselessly." Bolin said coldly, "You will die, we will die, won’t those guys on the battlefield die?"

"Pretentious."

"Quick, go!" Bolin said proudly, "The lives of those strong people are also lives, quickly use that move to save more companions."

"I understand." Wolf felt he was indeed being pretentious.

Why did our Chaos Sect group gather together?

Because we all have the same ordinary experiences.

Wolf himself was also born in a despairing Sixth Tier civilization.

Growing up in prison, but after arriving here, he and all companions loved this place full of hope and human warmth.

We plan the future together, study realms.

Reason leads ahead, hearts have direction.

Blow layout calculated to evolve Demon God Cain.

Then they understood why those sages in history were so brave.

Because the struggle with hope is so exhilarating, the pursuit of dreams together in friendship is so purely holy.

But everything in front of them was about to be destroyed.

Yet they can still continue fighting.

An ordinary struggle like the sages, even being stepping stones on the path of partners is quite nice.

"Fortunately, God closed off His omniscience, preventing it from spreading in the air."

"Otherwise, Madra with God’s wisdom growing as an infant would grow desperately fast."

"But now its growth speed is not slow either, we must resolve it quickly and not let it grow further."

No further words, Wolf faintly said: "Unite!"

The next moment, chaos filled the sky.

As the strongest hero of an external civilization in the Divine Era, Wolf exhibited his abilities perfectly at that moment.

All the Seventh Tier heroes’ power, talent, ability, were all synchronized to their sect leader.

With the Chaos Sect’s trump-cards, power surged, enormous human forces converged, seeming to finally have the strength to battle "Heavenly Demon."

"One move."

A chaotic sword light instantly pierced through Madra.

"Won."

Seeing Wolf, who gradually lost all signs of life, many of the companions present showed no joy on their faces; they had been together for thousands of years.

This was the most splendid, joyous thousands of years in their lives with smart hope, but now they lost their leader.

Yet in this silent atmosphere full of sadness, the world’s train seemed to restart, starting to run at high speed again.

The world broke another shackle, entering the next level.

Around them, like a window on a train, the scene changed rapidly.

Seeing the changes around them, looking at the piles of companion corpses, silence for a while, finally someone broke the deadly silence.

"Huff... Huff... We finally... did it." Many mortal heroes on the ground gasped heavily.

"Everyone, Wolf boss, cut off the opponent’s head in one go, the whole person was torn by chaos."

"Truly our leader, amazing!"

Beside him, the leader Bolin showed a hint of sadness looking at Wolf’s corpse.

The world only paused for over sixty seconds, and their train rapidly passed that station, continuing forward.

Yet short pause at the ninth trial station was an incredibly despairing over sixty seconds.

This train entered various twisted art styles of another dimensional world.

Even Wolf was dead.

Bolin put away his sadness and said indifferently, "Everyone, next I will replace Wolf as the leader of the Chaos Sect. If we encounter the enemy again, I will replace Wolf and use my life to unleash our ultimate combined skill."

"Great!"

"It’s about time."

"Yeah, our brothers’ lives are lives too!"

Everyone held a banquet, drinking heartily and shouting boldly.

Bolin looked at the scene outside, like the changing scenery of a train speeding along, and turned to say to everyone:

"We must start resting as soon as possible; at the next stop, no one knows what we will encounter."

All the Divine Era powerhouses nodded slightly, sitting haphazardly on the ocean without any qualms, starting to rest and recover.

"How calm they are, despite losing so many companions." The Goddess of Transmission in the sky did not understand why they were so composed.

Until Bal, the God of Magic beside her, said, "Because they are used to it and have experienced too many similar situations."

"Previously, when they ventured into the space ocean, wasn’t it like riding on this kind of train? Every time they faced an unavoidable space tsunami, it was heroes and martyrs who stepped forward, their flesh forming a Great Wall."

Bal shook his head, "Unfortunately, in the end, countless generations of pioneers died, rushing forward with an obsession, and what greeted them was tragedy and despair—at that time, their Dao hearts collapsed, leading to a frenzy of suicides."

Now.

Their train saw hope.

Having hope is more important than anything, any sacrifice is acceptable as long as they can see the dream getting closer.

Shaa—

The train continued on.

Silently.

In a haze, the surrounding scenery shifted, and they stopped at a new platform.

The Tenth Trial, a new world type has arrived.

Their world suddenly turned pitch black like a demon; the world type began to change drastically, becoming a gloomy, gray-tinged world.

"Welcome to my Death World, stop here with me."

"This world type of mine is not adept at the ever-changing parallel space-time, but excels at... managing death."

A voice full of evil, brutality, as if silently instilling fear, came through.

...

On the other side.

In the Death World.

For the first time, it was overcrowded, overflowing with the dead, packed with throngs of people.

Because a hundred seconds had not passed, 99% of the deceased still retained their self-awareness.

Among them.

Just arrived in the Death World, Madra began to wail, still filled with an evil and quirky tone: "Wuwu, you bully people, wuwu..."

"Hahahaha! You are indeed a little baby, a naturally evil brat!"

Wolf also dead now, scoffed at the little brat: "We are all about to die soon; kid, come bury with us."

Though they were killed by Chaos, they still entered the Death World.

Because only when Chaos expands and devours the Death World do the deceased have nowhere to go.

Only then will death truly be death.

"You who claim to be the heavens, you’re lucky to have so many with you to accompany, consider it good fortune." Wolf rambled on, appearing immensely satisfied.

To exchange one for one is a huge profit for him.

This battle, he won beautifully.

"If only there was wine!" Wolf regretted, wishing for one last sip at the end of his life.

He just did not know if those bratty kids still in the world of the living could handle the next trial!

At this moment.

Wolf suddenly froze, sensing a change in the Death World.

A cry suddenly descended into the Death World.

"Not good! How did this funeral wailing appear in the world of the dead? This newborn infant defies logic!"

Before Wolf could react, the cry shook him into dizziness.

And those in the 99% of the Death World’s creatures were even more furious.

"Crying in the world of the living, killing us, now we’re about to die, and you want to kill us here once again in the death realm?"

"Bastard! Where does one get killed by crying twice, how did such misfortune befall us?"

In the midst of complaints and cries.

"Not good..." Wolf’s expression gradually stiffened, never having shown despair even at death, now his face filled with hopelessness.

"It’s over..." He watched in despair as a deathly infant was born into the Death World.

The infant glanced at the crying Madra, "Why need a father, now, I am your brother?"

Madra, somewhat timid and craving love, asked, "You are... you are?"

The deathly infant stated flatly, "You should be grateful that the Tenth Trial World is me, otherwise you really would have died."

"And now." The infant showed a trace of cruelty, "Come to my world as my brother, the two of us Heavenly Dao Monsters, this time, no one can stop us."

Wolf suddenly erupted, throwing his most powerful punch.

He wanted to kill this terrifying monster as it was born.

But the next moment, the deathly infant vanished on the spot, appearing in the sky, mocking Wolf, "I will not kill you."

"You’re the Chaos Sect’s leader, right? Next, you will witness the advent of an era of true despair."

Even in the face of death, the strongest mortal hero Wolf could boast bravely, but now, his entire body seemed to stoop, as if aged tens of thousands of years.

"Impossible, impossible..." his mind blacking out as he thought of his living companions, realizing the kind of monster they would face.

Two...

How can there be two together...

How could it be so coincidental, that the next newborn just happens to be in a world adept at death... the two joining forces, surely great trouble lies ahead.