Chapter 417 - The Second Evil God, the Pot of Greed!

"I've roughly understood the intelligence about the evil gods. I still need to ask Luo Ai'er for some specific details. All of you come over," Lin Tian immediately ordered.

The intelligence definitely needed to be conveyed to everyone, and the intelligence from Luo Ai'er's side was also extremely important. Because the evil god Zeus would likely summon this time might be the same as last time.

After all, familiar connections make things easier to handle.

Everyone quickly put down what they were doing and hurried over, including Athena and the others. All of them looked extremely grave.

Because they had already learned from Luo Ai'er about the power of the evil gods and the terror of the heretical armies. They were a group of extremely chaotic and evil beings. Encountering them was a disaster and misfortune.

Lin Tian then relayed all the intelligence he had obtained from Veronica.

Upon hearing this, the One-Eyed Owl looked puzzled, "What the hell is this Smiling Angel? Couldn't I just not look at her smile?"

The others also nodded in sudden understanding. Regarding this thing, they inexplicably felt their hair stand on end - it was very unsettling.

"Are you forgetting that this Smiling Angel is in humanoid form and extremely beautiful? Who can guarantee they won't see her at first glance?" Lin Tian said gravely.

Beautiful things are always particularly attractive. This was probably why she was beautiful - to complement that eerie killing ability.

With this said, everyone finally realized.

Goblin was frantically scratching the few sparse hairs on his head, looking very troubled, "Boss, does that Forbidden Death God have so many taboos? I feel like it's really hard to remember them all..."

Indeed, this was asking too much of this half-witted fellow among goblins.

Lin Tian said helplessly, "Goblin Heaven, help him write them down, then just keep memorizing them."

This was no joke - those taboos absolutely could not be violated.

Everyone remained unsettled for a long time. Even Athena and the others felt very frightened in retrospect.

"We're doomed. If any random evil god descends, we'd have almost no chance of victory..."

"Along with hundreds of millions of heretical armies, even if we gathered all the creatures in the current world, excluding the old, weak, women and children, we couldn't assemble a qualified army of a hundred million."

"That Zeus has gone completely mad!"

Seeing this, Lin Tian looked at Athena and couldn't help but ask, "Oh? From your reactions, it seems you didn't understand the power of evil gods before?"

You should know they had summoned an evil god once before.

But Athena shook her head, "That ritual is something only Zeus knows. Of course we knew nothing about it, and we've never fought against the summoned evil god. We only knew it was terrifyingly powerful."

This hit the nail on the head.

"Then tell us, what was the evil god summoned last time? Luo Ai'er fought against it, so we can analyze its abilities in detail," Lin Tian ordered.

Upon hearing this, Athena was stunned, then thoughtfully said, "If I remember correctly, it should have been the Pot of Greed, though it wasn't ranked as the second strongest evil god back then."

To summon the second strongest evil god would require a terrifying amount of sacrificial offerings.

"Is that so? Lady Luo Ai'er, what about the Pot of Greed's abilities? According to Veronica, the tentacles from within his pot seem to contain various elemental attacks and can wield weapons in battle, right?" Lin Tian turned his gaze to the side.

His expression was very grave. He hadn't expected that the evil god summoned last time was actually that guy. Now that it had become so powerful, if it were summoned again, the situation would not be optimistic.

Luo Ai'er answered solemnly, "Yes, as she said, I fought against it. At that time, hundreds to thousands of tentacles wielding various weapons attacked me relentlessly, and I could only flee."

"According to my estimation, at that time it could at most create a thousand tentacles each of elemental, magical, and physical types. The weapons it used ranged from World-class at the weakest to Solar-class at the strongest, totaling several hundred pieces."

"This wasn't even its strongest method. Its greatest power is being able to easily steal weapons and use them directly without needing to break magical seals."

"Also, if caught by the tentacles and dragged into the pot - that is, into its body - you'd be devoured by darkness and chaos, fused to become its brand new tentacle! Moreover, this tentacle can inherit your abilities and magic."

Hearing this, everyone's faces darkened, and it would be false to say they weren't shocked. A strong sense of powerlessness surged into their hearts.

Heretics were already troublesome enough, let alone one this strong, and moreover, tens of thousands of years had passed since then!

Lin Tian frowned and spoke slowly, "No wonder it's now the second strongest evil god. With such strong potential for ability enhancement, who knows what it's become now."

Ten thousand years. Who knows how many people it had devoured, how many powerful tentacles it had gained. It probably had plundered even more weapons and equipment, perhaps even equipment from higher planes.

After all, in the heretical world, creatures from higher planes often went there to hunt. Just like the Great Tomb and No Man's Lands in this world - places inhabited only by monsters naturally attracted adventurers to hunt and battle.

"Alright, let's focus on preparing countermeasures against this Pot of Greed, though we naturally can't slack off on the others either," Lin Tian ordered.

The first priority was dealing with the Pot of Greed, because Zeus had summoned it before and might very well summon it again. They needed to prevent weapons from being stolen and deal with the massive number of tentacles.

Basically, solving these two issues would suffice. By dealing with the tentacles, they could avoid being dragged into the pot and devoured.

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Mount Olympus.

Ever since the Plague Knight had passed through, it was deathly quiet, completely lacking its former glory. It appeared somewhat ruined.

The humans and demi-humans who had served everyone here were either dead or had fled. Everything from the ground beneath their feet to the temples was empty and desolate.

Zeus had already entered the secret realm within the divine mountain.

On a patch of grassland, a massive magic circle was carved in blood. Four goat heads and unknown hearts were placed around it. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Zeus was now exhausted and panting, "Finally completed the last step."

He then placed a special ore from the heretical world at the center of the magic circle.

It wasn't that this workload was tiring. Rather, the ritual magic circle had been carved entirely with his own blood, and it had to be the freshest blood.

The freshness here didn't mean blood that had just been drawn, but blood that was still flowing - new blood rapidly created by the body using drugs or magic before it could drain away.

Not a single mistake was allowed. Because in the heretical world, this blood was called "holy dew" - a beverage the evil gods drank daily.

Old blood was full of impurities and tasted terrible.

"Heh heh heh... Goblin, Athena, Luo Ai'er, you all must die! And you'll die horribly!" Zeus's somewhat pale face was filled with crazed, sinister laughter!

He then put on a grotesque demon mask and began chanting the summoning ritual!

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space inexplicably trembled, and pitch-black mist began forming like a whirlpool, converging toward the strange ore at the ritual's center.

This was also key to the ritual - the stone from the heretical world, called the "Unstable Object."

The reason Zeus knew this ritual and possessed these things was because he had once tried to push his speed to the extreme, directly breaking through the world barrier and charging into the heretical world.

From there, he had learned and studied the summoning ritual.

"Great evil god Pot of Greed! Please heed my summons. I shall sacrifice half the blood and flesh of this world to summon your descent once again!" Zeus now trembled and writhed like someone performing a shamanic dance.

On the ground, the magic circle began emitting crimson light, as if it had been activated! The previous black mist slowly merged with this red light, gradually forming the shape of a gate!

Zeus stood before the gate, his eyes filled with some fear, and quickly retreated several steps.

"Boom!!!"

From within the gate, terrifying black aura erupted, extremely oppressive! And a horrifying laughter could be heard, "Heh heh heh... heh heh heh... heh heh heh!!!"

It echoed endlessly, making one's soul feel maddened!

Zeus removed his mask, staring very vigilantly, "This voice, is it the Pot of Greed?"

Even though he had summoned this evil god himself, he had to be careful in dealing with it. If the situation went wrong, he would run immediately.

"Swoosh!"

A scarlet tentacle covered in slime and bumps flew out from the bottomless gate! Then another followed! They gripped the sides of the gate.

A nauseating stench assaulted the senses!

"Long time no see, my old friend Zeus..." From within the gate, a terrifyingly twisted large face slowly appeared! It was even larger than the five-meter-high gate! Forcibly squeezing through! Like a small building!

The terrifying pressure instantly made Zeus's heart beat wildly, his brain went numb, and his pupils trembled!

[Pot of Greed: Lv100 Race: Unknown...Profession: None...Titles: Evil God from Heresy, Thing of Chaos, Thing of Evil, Thing of Ill Omen... Life: 20333...Strength: 9800...Defense: 10201...Skills: Flesh Tentacles, Greedy Plunder, Biological Fusion... Equipment: Dawn Breaker's War Blade, Immortal Cannon, Goddess Blessing Necklace, Executioner's Crimson Blade... Overall: 159999]

"How is this possible? I never felt this way before. Lord Pot of Greed, have you become even stronger?!"

Zeus said in shock.

The massive, grotesque pot grinned sinisterly, "In these ten thousand years, I've devoured countless powerful beings, naturally becoming much stronger. I wonder if there's any food that will satisfy me this time..."

Upon hearing this, Zeus hurriedly replied, "Of course there is! And this time they're even stronger! A whole group of God King-level food!"

"Oh?!" The Pot of Greed's eyes lit up with excitement as it extended a massive, foul-smelling tongue to lick its lips.

Then it said with some surprise, "In such a primitive world, there's actually a group of God King-level beings?"

In the eyes of heretics, this world was like a primeval forest filled with plump animals and plants. But suddenly saying that several savages had appeared who could even use weapons would naturally cause some surprise.

"I knew I was right about you, Zeus. Now quickly take me there!" the Pot of Greed said impatiently.

Zeus excitedly prepared to lead the way, but suddenly paused, "By the way, Lord Pot of Greed, many creatures in this world have suddenly gone extinct, so regarding the sacrificial offerings, I might not be able to satisfy you immediately..."

Sacrificial offerings were one of the conditions for completing the ritual, controlled by the Supreme Will. If the sacrificial offerings couldn't be fulfilled, then the ritual wouldn't be completed.

The Pot of Greed's grin became even more unsettling, "No problem, this is actually good news for me, heh heh heh..."

"In that case, I don't need to rush to deal with those guys..."

Upon hearing this, Zeus looked troubled, "But my lord, those guys are extremely cunning. If we don't kill them immediately, they might become prepared."

"Tch!" The Pot of Greed scoffed, "Are you doubting me? You can't even complete the sacrificial offerings, so you have no right to command me!"

For him, creating a method to freely travel between the heretical world and this world was the top priority! Who wouldn't want to exclusively own a backyard garden? This place could serve as a farm for raising plump cattle and sheep. The farm only had a few coyotes - nothing to worry about at all.

"I need to go back and handle some business first. See you later, Zeus... heh heh heh!"

The Pot of Greed then turned and returned to the 'Summoning Gate.' Since the ritual hadn't ended, he could freely enter and exit at any time.

His purpose in returning was to consult with other evil gods about finding a way to open a passage between the two worlds. After all, he wasn't omniscient or omnipotent.

Although heretical evil gods were extremely powerful with terrifyingly bug-like abilities, in the myriad worlds they could only be considered bottom-tier. In higher planes existed beings with Supreme Will controlling all rules, or omniscient ones who could know everything, praised as true deities! Because if you asked them how to become a powerhouse capable of destroying a planar world with a wave of the hand, they could answer and tell you the method!

There were also omnipotent beings who could create all things, even life, with a thought, or erase countless planar worlds with a wave of their hand! They didn't possess bug-like abilities - they themselves were the bug!

The Pot of Greed slowly disappeared into the gate, leaving Zeus behind with a ferocious expression, gnashing his teeth.

"Damn it! Why! Why not go kill those guys right now!" Zeus stamped his feet in frustration, "How utterly stupid!!!"

If he were the Pot of Greed, he would definitely act immediately to avoid complications. But now, he couldn't kill anyone and had completely become a traitor to this world!

Because just as others and he himself had predicted, if the sacrificial offerings couldn't be completed, the Pot of Greed could go seek ways to open a passage between the two worlds. This world... would soon completely fall into hell.

Creatures would have no freedom, no future. The purpose of being born would be to become food for others. The entire world would be filled with despair and fear - true hell probably wouldn't be much different.

...

A dim and gloomy world. The sky was incredibly overcast. As if from the moment this world was born, sunlight had never truly shone upon it. Even daytime was as dim as dusk. And at night, it was pitch black and deathly silent - that terrifying darkness could even devour people!

This was a place filled with evil and chaos - the Heretical World!

Evil and chaos would naturally give birth to twisted and grotesque creatures, called heretics. Of course, normal residents also lived here. Not because they were kind, but because they were the bottom-tier, weakest heretical creatures.

Never able to resist or plunder others, they gradually became docile. They could communicate normally and wouldn't actively attack others.