Chapter 127: Definitely Not Because of Cowardice, Definitely!
Black Sperm glanced at Homeless Emperor, whom he was carrying on his shoulder, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
At this moment, Homeless Emperor seemed completely possessed; his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted toward the rear with a fanatical expression, looking exactly like a brainwashed cultist:
"Lord God! Lord God has descended! He has come to the mortal world. Humanity will eventually submit to Lord God's divine power. I shall become God's most beloved messenger, hahahahahahaha!!"
Listening to Homeless Emperor's mutterings, Black Sperm felt disdain in his heart. What "God" or "not God"? This idiot Homeless Emperor was acting all mystical and superstitious again.
There was absolutely no such thing as a "God" in this world. Even if there were, it would at most be some powerful creature using the title.
Black Sperm was a firm materialist. In his view, the Gods that humans believed in were merely creatures possessing extraordinary power, and it was only foolish humans who deified these powerful beings.
Even though the aura behind them was indeed vast and terrifying, at most, it was just an existence stronger than himself. Taking on the title of a God... weren't they afraid of overextending themselves?
Black Sperm was not a monster transformed from a human; he was a being born from the world itself, a monster born from the concept of sperm.
Whatever, whether it's God or King, it's better to stay far away from these pervertedly powerful Monsters. Give me another few decades or a century to develop, and I guarantee I'll blow them all up!
The soil in front of him shattered into flying clumps. Under the pressure of those powerful auras behind him, Black Sperm's speed in digging the tunnel grew faster and faster.
Beside him, Gums opened its massive maw, constantly biting at the soil in front, chomping out one huge gap after another.
Fuhrer Ugly's muscles bulged all over his body, and his hands had already turned into a series of afterimages, relentlessly excavating the soil before him.
Although Nyan was also helping to dig, his slit pupils were fixed on a tiny crack nearby, and other thoughts had already formed in his mind.
As a Dragon-Level Monster known for his agility, Nyan possessed a very special ability: he could flatten his body like a 2D surface, allowing him to traverse through various tiny gaps.
Right now, there were cracks everywhere in the soil. If he used his innate ability, he wouldn't have to stay here digging like a common laborer.
As soon as this thought emerged, Nyan cast a wary glance at Black Sperm and the others who were still desperately digging ahead, and ultimately abandoned the idea.
Right now, the most important thing was to stick together for warmth. Although those Dragon-Level Executives were quite ugly, their strength was still considered powerful regardless.
The situation outside was too chaotic. Whether it was the Strongest Man on Earth King, the powerful existence Homeless Emperor called God, or the war between the Hero Association and another unknown faction, the world had already been dragged into continuous flames of war.
If he ran around randomly, he might get swatted to death by some terrifyingly strong fellow at any moment.
Just then, Nyan suddenly noticed that Black Sperm and the others, who were desperately digging ahead, had stopped and even took two steps back.
"Oi, oi, oi... Are you kidding me?"
Black Sperm's pale face was almost completely wrinkled up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The usually rowdy Gums obediently closed its massive maw and tucked in its short limbs, looking like a giant glutinous rice ball.
Fuhrer Ugly stared in horror at the twisted existence before him, suddenly realizing that perhaps he wasn't actually that ugly after all.
Only Homeless Emperor, on Black Sperm's shoulder, let out an extremely high-pitched scream, wriggled down, and pounced toward the suddenly appearing twisted existence on all fours:
"Lord God!!!"
Indeed, in front of Black Sperm's group, a twisted and grotesque humanoid creature had appeared out of thin air in the void—it was the God who had descended into the world.
God looked at the five Dragon-Level Monsters with their varying expressions, one of whom was a messenger he had endowed with Divine Ability, and felt a slight sense of helplessness in his heart.
What a hassle... the defensiveness of this world is simply breathtaking... Even though he had recovered quite a bit of power, God still couldn't descend into this world in person; he could only significantly increase the number of God-Awakened ones he could create.
He had just sensed their presence and discovered these four Dragon-Level Monsters with decent potential, deciding to take them for his own use.
Black Sperm was now on high alert, ready at any moment to recall all his Clones. At the slightest sign of trouble, he would immediately undergo Fusion into the ultimate lifeform composed of 54 trillion cells—Platinum Sperm.
Of course, he wouldn't fuse all of them; he would leave at least 100 or so individual cells outside to prevent himself from being wiped out in one go.
Just as the atmosphere was almost frozen, God spoke. A vast and grand voice reached the ears of all the Dragon-Level Monsters present almost instantly:
"I bestow power upon you, making you the agents of God walking the earth. You only need to carry out one objective: to eradicate the Hero Association and destroy humanity!"
Hearing this, the look of worship and reverence in Homeless Emperor's eyes almost overflowed. He knelt fanatically before God, his expression crazed:
"Thank you for your grace, Lord God! I will certainly not fail your expectations and will do my utmost to completely destroy humanity!"
Black Sperm, Nyan, Fuhrer Ugly, and Gums—the four Dragons—looked at each other, unsure of what to do for a moment.
"What do you think? Should we listen to this God?"
Nyan turned his gaze toward Black Sperm, the strongest one present. He didn't have the guts to rashly defy a God of unknown strength, so he could only try to let Black Sperm speak for them.
Sensing the gazes of the other three Dragon-Level Executives, Black Sperm looked at God with some trepidation, then at Homeless Emperor, who was banging his head on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh while holding his forehead.
Damn it, I shouldn't have saved this guy back then; he defected to the enemy right at the start.
After thinking for a few seconds, Black Sperm nodded and helplessly opened his arms:
"Fine, but you must promise to let us leave freely after this matter is over."
In the end, he chose not to fall out with God. The aura on the opponent was too terrifying; even if he evolved into his Platinum Sperm form, he would likely lose. After all, the unknown is the most frightening thing.
Furthermore, Black Sperm's purpose in joining the Monster Association was to gather the strength of Monsters to defeat the Hero Association, which was basically consistent with God's goal.
Yes, it's just that our goals happen to be the same.
It's definitely not because I'm scared, definitely!
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