The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 561 - Who Will Die With Me?

The Blood Coliseum was operating as normal. Marks kept his eyes fixed on the monitor, which displayed matches happening in real time. Despite his attempts to focus, his mind wandered, worried about Han Wu.

Han Wu had brought the elites of the Sanguine Combatants with him to challenge the Asura Coliseum. While he was undeniably strong, that was still Faido’s home turf. What if Faido had laid a trap? What would Han Wu do?

Marks regretted agreeing to Han Wu’s plan to challenge the Asura Coliseum. With his potential, he would’ve only needed a few years of growth for a guaranteed victory—an undoubtedly preferable circumstance.

Just then, the sirens blared. Marks leaped up and rushed to the control console.

“Is the Asura Coliseum attacking us?” he asked the hidden scouts. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

“A huge number of fighting rings are approaching us!” they replied.

Marks was stunned. Fighting rings were the symbol of the Asura Coliseum. For so many to appear near the Blood Coliseum could only mean they were being invaded. Han Wu had failed!

Though Han Wu had owned the Blood Coliseum for a short period of time, Marks and the other staff had already recognized him as the rightful heir.

Now, their new heir had likely been killed while trying to get revenge for the Blood Coliseum. Moreover, his murderer was approaching them. Everyone in the Blood Coliseum was rightfully furious.

Rage flooded his veins, but Marks kept his composure and mental clarity.

“Everyone, the Asura Coliseum is launching one final assault on us. We all know what we have to lose in this, so expect this battle to be fierce,” Marks said impassionately. "Just remember this: it doesn’t matter if we die and the Blood Coliseum is destroyed; what matters is our fighting spirit. We will fight as long as we live! Everyone, will you die with me today?”

His cold voice echoed across the coliseum, reaching the ears of every staff member and sparking a wave of righteous anger like a lit match in a pool of kerosene. Battle spirits soared as the staff all prepared to fight to their last breath.

Their enemy was invading. All they could do now was fight to the death, using their lives to mark the imperfect end of the Blood Coliseum.

Battle cries rang out from all corners of the coliseum.

“Fight!”

“To War!”

“Fight!”

Marks smiled. “Old sir and new boss, I will bring the entire Blood Coliseum to meet you!”

Everyone was stirred into a frenzy. The crowd was either chased away or placed in special observation seats in preparation for the upcoming battle.

The Blood Coliseum was prepared for everyone to witness their war against the Asura Coliseum!

Sanguine Combatants swarmed from their nests to battle. This would be a huge war involving billions of units! Those watching were in awe at the scale.

This was a spectacle that one could typically only see in a battle between God Kings, and many onlookers even called their family and friends to watch.

Marks and some of the management stood at the vanguard of the army. Although they weren’t proficient in battle, they were armed to the teeth and ready to fight to their last breath.

Meanwhile, a huge number of rings were swiftly approaching the Blood Coliseum. In the middle of the largest ring—the one infused with arrays of Dark Energy—rested Han Wu and his units.

Han Wu glanced admiringly at the rings floating behind him.

After checking the assets of the Asura Coliseum, he discovered that he had enough money and resources to construct a gate connecting the Blood Coliseum to the Asura Coliseum. The only caveat was that he would first need to bring the rings back while the gate was being created.

The high frequency of ring battles required staff members to manage them, but sending people back and forth without the infrastructure of a gate was simply too costly.

Han Wu was already thinking about Marks’ reaction to the rings.

At that moment, the Heavenrender Sanguine Combatant sensed the presence of its race and quickly reported to Han Wu, “Master, it seems my people have already gathered together. I sense their combined presence in one spot.”

Han Wu was ecstatic, certain that the Blood Coliseum staff were all waiting to welcome him back. I can’t believe Marks gathered all of the Sanguine Combatants just to welcome us home. Did he know I was coming back from the rings? What a smart man.

As they approached the Blood Coliseum, Han Wu perched at the edge of the largest ring and looked out to see a huge ocean of blood floating in the air.

It was a magnificent view!

Upon hearing the praise his units were bestowing on Marks, Han Wu decided to call the man to commend him.

Back in the Blood Coliseum, Marks was about to give the order to attack when he received a call from his “dead” boss, Han Wu!

Marks was in shock. Did someone take over his identity and authority? No, that can’t be. Everyone in the Divine Civilization is unique. Only a civilization above them can impersonate them.

Though confused, Marks suppressed his tumultuous emotions and accepted the call.

“Hello?”

“Marks! Good job,” Han Wu praised. “I didn’t think you would gather everyone just to welcome me back. I’m really touched.”

Marks froze, mind racing as he realized his folly. Fuck! I misunderstood the situation!

The Blood Coliseum staff had assumed that Han Wu had departed on a hopelessly perilous mission and had expected him to ultimately be defeated. It would be a miracle if he escaped, much less came out on top.

However, contrary to their beliefs, Han Wu had done the impossible and returned victorious!

Marks glanced apprehensively over at his colleagues, filled with fighting spirit and ready to die for the Blood Coliseum.

They’ll probably beat me to death once they learn the truth...

He tried to tell himself that everything would be alright in the end.