nucmednet Chapter 77 Opening
Chapter 77 Opening
"Welcome to all the deities who have joined the mid-term exams! Your growth has been witnessed by the seminary and is truly remarkable!"
The deafening sound echoed across the playground, carrying the powerful air currents to the ears of every student.
However, the one speaking this time was not human, but a strange, organized retinue. It lacked a conventional torso and facial features; its enormous head was almost entirely occupied by its trumpet-shaped maw. A ring of fine fleshy barbs grew around the edge of the maw, and with each word it uttered, its deep red vocal cords vibrated violently deep within its throat, spewing out a white mist with a fishy odor.
"The assessment rules remain the same, divided into two stages!" The megaphone rotated once, evenly distributing the sound waves across the throng of people below. "The first stage is the extreme test! The school will uniformly release test creatures into each student's divine realm to score their divine realm's resilience and combat capabilities! Next—"
The trumpet-shaped mouth was tilted high, elongating the tone.
"The highly anticipated arena battle is finally here! The winner's generous rewards will be announced at the event! Please give it your all! The Divine Realm has been destroyed!"
The crowd below the stage was a dense mass of people, and as the event was announced to be over, a buzz of discussion arose.
"Why are they making such a big splash this year? They've even set up broadcasting stations outside. Does the seminary have more money now?" A student with a buzz cut complained, covering his ears that were numb from the loud noise.
The bespectacled boy next to him smirked and pointed to several physical God of War plaques fluttering in the wind not far away, saying, "I think they're even more desperate for money. Fighting in the God Wars themselves is risky and risky; it's much more enjoyable to sit in the stands and watch others fight. The school can make a fortune just by selling broadcasting rights, believe it or not. Later, the vice-principal will even take the opportunity to promote the milk produced in his God Realm."
The flat-headed student's eyes lit up, his face full of admiration: "Extraordinary Cow! No wonder he became the vice principal, is he really that inspiring? He made his fortune by raising cows and became a second-level god! The old saying is true, as long as you have a divine realm, anyone can become a god."
"It's an extraordinary Minotaur."
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On the other side of the crowd, a group of students were discussing the situation of the big exam.
Who do you think will come in first?
"Senior Su, right?" The girl lowered her voice when asked. "Insider information: I heard that his divine realm can already accommodate level two familiars. No one has been able to force his level two familiars out yet."
"It's common knowledge that Su Cheng has second-level dependents. If you ask me, Chen Xueqi has better resources and is willing to invest in them?" The shorter boy next to him interjected, his voice a little sour.
"But her talent isn't as good as Senior Su's. Su Cheng's development of the Divine Realm is too high. It won't be long before he becomes a Level 3 God, which means he will have truly entered the realm of gods."
Liang Jiu stood on the periphery of the crowd, listening to the discussions of the students around him without showing any expression. He looked up at the huge holographic screen in front of the playground. Although the test had not yet started, Su Cheng and Chen Xueqi's names had already been placed at the top of the list.
He was in fifteenth place, two places lower than Pan Xiaopang.
In truth, he didn't have any particular feelings about these rankings. External evaluations couldn't interfere with the wars within the divine realm; once on the arena, what mattered was the gods' own methods.
The giant mouth on the platform turned its trumpet-shaped head around, and the speaker vibrated.
"Enough with the small talk! All qualified candidates, proceed to the test realm according to your examination number. The extreme test begins now!"
Liang Jiu arrived in front of the test domain and saw the scene inside through the main body of the test domain.
The seminary is indeed very wealthy.
The colossal divine realm is entirely man-made, a land without gods. According to the school's theoretical framework, the creatures within this realm cannot generate faith on their own; their reproduction, fighting, and survival depend entirely on a massive external energy input. Purely consumables, created specifically for war testing.
"Panzi, it seems this is your home turf." Liang Jiu withdrew his gaze. "They're probably some mindless beasts, so it'll likely be a defensive battle. Druids always have an advantage against beasts."
Pan Xiaopang rubbed his round chin: "You're overestimating me. My retinue has been in the Divine Realm for several years, and they still haven't mastered the weapons you gave me. Most of them can't even repair them. Just don't laugh at me when the fighting starts."
"Why would I laugh at you?" Liang Jiu replied casually. "The warhorses I want are still being raised in your divine realm, and I'm counting on them to perform their duties."
The announcement tone sounded in the waiting area, bringing the casual conversation to a halt.
The students who took the internal exam entered the system in order and returned to their respective divine realms together.
Consciousness crosses boundaries.
The wind blew across the fields, and Liang Jiu appeared in the sky above the territory.
The city of the Salaried Clan was already operational, the flames in the blast furnace area were still clearly visible during the day, and weapons were being continuously equipped to the soldiers and put into production.
At this moment, a muffled rumble echoed from the edge of the divine realm. As the testing divine realm and the student divine realm drew closer and connected, a massive rift was torn open in the sky.
With the sunlight blocked, gravity begins to take effect.
Black shadows kept falling from the irregular gap. The height was too great, and with a series of teeth-grinding thuds, most of the shadows that hit the wasteland were smashed into piles of mangled flesh and blood, dying without even a cry of pain.
But with such a large number of animals released, quite a few still survived. Using the corpses of their companions as a cushion, they shakily crawled up from the pool of blood.
Name: Sand Wolf
Rank: Mortal
"Introduction: An ordinary mortal species."
The animals, as large as calves, had withered, sandy-yellow fur, stained with the blood of their fallen comrades and knotted together. These beasts had no compassion; their eyes were only filled with hunger. They shook their dizzy heads, their nostrils twitching, and began to devour the carcass of their companions.
But as the rift widened, the beasts seemed to be summoned and raised their heads.
The wolf pack began to gather, quickly coalescing into a yellowish-brown torrent that raced wildly towards the Xin Clan's territory, following the terrain.
All of this was witnessed by the local deities.
On the city wall, the sentry blew the horn.
The gates swung open, and warriors clad in iron armor marched out in formation, quickly forming a square array on the open ground.
Xin Zang, carrying his Five Weapons Spear, walked at the very front of the group. There was no need to rely on the city walls for defense; the Xin tribe was not used to hiding in the back and passively taking hits. Only by attacking could they unleash their full power.
A dark golden flame ignited at the tip of the spear, radiating intense heat.
"Prepare for battle," he ordered.
Two rows of heavy shield bearers led the way, with spearmen in the center. The steel phalanx pressed forward, meeting the charge of the sand wolves head-on.
The tawny wolf pack collided with the black iron formation.
Dull thuds echoed one after another. The heavy iron shields slid back only slightly under the impact. The front-line Smolder warriors stood firmly on the ground, their shoulders braced against the shields. The [Strong] trait granted them an unshakeable foundation.
The spear thrust out from behind, piercing through the gaps in the shield. The pure power from his physique was channeled into the tip of the iron spear, easily piercing the sand wolf's skull and throat.
Blood splattered on the iron armor, dripping down along its rough texture.
Xin Cang stood at the heart of the formation, his spear deflecting a leaping wolf into the air. A burst of inner fire erupted from the spear shaft, charring the wolf's corpse in mid-air before it crashed heavily into the pack behind, knocking over many of them.
"It's even more foolish than I thought." Liang Jiu looked down at the battle from above the clouds. "I don't believe such beasts would be fearless and united."
Jane, the messenger of God, hung beside him, bored out of her mind.
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"You big idiot, is this what you call the internal exam? These worthless dogs? They were easily scared off by the great Lord Jane."
Liang Jiu ignored its boasting. He looked up at the crack in the sky, which was widening and spreading.
The number of falling shadows increased, and those that had just landed were noticeably larger than the sand wolves that had fallen before. Their landing posture had also changed; they were no longer blindly crashing down, but instead unfolding a structure resembling fleshy wings, gliding and slowing down in mid-air before landing smoothly behind the wolf pack.
The assessment was clearly not going to end so simply. The overwhelming sand wolves in the front row were merely an appetizer to deplete the students' divine power.