Chapter 3248: Origin LandEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Theoretically, the Descent ritual could be initiated by the spawns alone, but the success rate was very low. The God Clan rarely responded to ordinary prayers. However, according to records, the Seven Realms Martial Capital had a contract with the land of the Gods. If the seven major races conducted the ritual together, praying for the God Clan to descend, the probability of a response would be extremely high."

"The Beetle King has brought unprecedented pressure to the Seven Realms Martial Capital. At present, five of the seven major races have confirmed this proposal. Even if the remaining two disagreed, gathering the five forces would still likely complete the summoning ritual."

"I just received news that the spawns could not wait for confirmation from the other two races and planned to directly hold the ritual tonight with the five races of the Seven Realms Martial Capital."

Fang Heng asked, "Where is the summoning ritual taking place?"

"At the God’s Favored Land," Wu Yi said, pausing before adding, "It is also the Origin Land of the spawns."

"Origin Land?"

Fang Heng’s eyes lit with interest, and he asked, "So this is the old nest of the spawns?"

"You could say that. There is a large main base of the spawns there, and the internal guards of the God’s Favored Land are extremely strict," Wu Yi explained, looking at Fang Heng. "Are you interested in the God’s Favored Land?"

"Indeed, a little."

Fang Heng admitted frankly and then looked at Wu Yi, "If the Evil Clan gave me this information, aren’t they afraid of being implicated?"

"They are."

Wu Yi nodded calmly and continued, "But we are willing to bear the risk."

"The God Clan is capricious and unpredictable. We have always been under their threat. Rather than cowering in a corner, it is better to take control. Only by truly mastering power can we live with dignity."

"Interesting," Fang Heng said, listening to Wu Yi. "So what do you plan to do?"

Wu Yi said, "The Evil Clan can provide secret methods to protect you, allowing you to leave temporarily. Even if the God Clan tries to trace you, it will not be easy. After the God Clan finishes its descent and returns to the land of the Gods, we will teleport you back and then continue advancing the Helium research."

"This plan carries some risk, but we will find a way to erase all traces."

"No, that’s too troublesome," Fang Heng said lightly, shaking his head. He looked up at Wu Yi and said calmly, "What if I said I want to sabotage the ritual and prevent the God Clan from descending?"

Wu Yi lifted her head, staring intently at Fang Heng. The members of the Evil Clan beside her looked at him as if he were insane.

Sabotage the descent of the God Clan?

A joke!

Nothing could be that simple.

The God’s Favored Land was one of the spawns’ headquarters, heavily guarded. It had already been confirmed that high-level representatives from four other races would participate in the ritual. In other words, Fang Heng would also have to deal with the remaining races.

Wu Yi observed Fang Heng and realized he was serious. After a moment of thought, she nodded and said, "The Evil Clan cannot provide direct support. We can only cooperate in secret."

"That’s enough. You only need to provide some assistance; I will lead the rest."

Fang Heng quickly began forming a plan and nodded. "Now, I need you to help me infiltrate the God’s Favored Land, as quickly as possible."

"Fine, I will arrange it."

...

Six hours later.

The high-level leaders of the seven major races of the Seven Realms Martial Capital gathered at the God’s Favored Land.

Facing the massive threat of the Beetle King, the seven dominant forces of the Seven Realms Martial Capital finally reached an agreement. They temporarily set aside their differences and jointly summoned the God Clan to confront the Beetle King.

The seven races, masters of the entire star domain alliance, conducted the summoning ritual together.

The spawns felt conflicted.

They had originally hoped to handle the Seed of Ouroboros Beetle King themselves and reclaim the remains of the Gods.

But what if they couldn’t win?

There was even the possibility of being counter-killed by the Seed of Ouroboros.

The situation had already spiraled beyond their control.

The spawns’ high-level officials still held a sliver of hope—they wanted to find a way to trick the God Clan’s emissaries after the descent and possibly recover the God’s remains later.

Thus, the spawns were desperate to gain control of this mission.

Meanwhile, Fang Heng had disguised himself and infiltrated the Evil Clan’s accompanying team.

The central Land of Prayer in God’s Favored Land was a large open-air circular structure.

Tall prism-like crystal pillars were arranged orderly on the ground, forming a path of secret engravings.

Team-leading elders and ritual participants from each race passed through the blue detection gates and entered the central area, preparing to start the ritual.

Fang Heng stood on the periphery of the central ritual area with the Evil Clan’s team, his gaze scanning the central region.

By now, the top combat forces of the Seven Realms Martial Capital had all gathered.

He could sense several threatening auras, including Elder Ambrose of the Noel Clan.

Careful observation revealed that the leaders of each race had already reached God-level strength.

Not easy to deal with.

If he acted rashly, he would immediately become the target of all attacks.

Wu Yi noticed the situation and quietly warned, "Fang Heng, the elders participating in the ritual are all experienced and have crossed into God-level. They are high-tier powerhouses, not easy to deal with. Do not force it."

"Mm," Fang Heng acknowledged, then raised his head to glance at the sky.

The Ouroboros should be arriving soon.

If it was truly coming for the Eye of God...

A dark golden hue appeared in Fang Heng’s right pupil, rotating rapidly.

As the teams from the Seven Realms Martial Capital entered the ritual area, the summoning prayer officially began.

The chanting rose and fell in the central area. Blue light gradually condensed above the ritual site, forming a pillar of light that pierced the sky.

The spawns’ chief consul appeared on the high side of the ritual field, watching the slowly operating magic array and contemplating how to face the God Clan.

"Consul."

A spawn approached and whispered, "The Beetle King has an anomaly. An hour ago, its direction suddenly changed. It is now rapidly approaching the God’s Favored Land, and its speed is increasing."

The chief consul’s heart sank.

Why had it suddenly changed targets?

Could the Seed of Ouroboros have learned that they were summoning the God Clan?

"How long until it arrives?"

"Estimated three hours."

The chief consul furrowed his brow.

Three hours.

If everything went smoothly, three hours would be enough to complete the summoning. Once the God Clan accepted the summoning and arrived, the Seed of Ouroboros would naturally no longer be a problem.

However...

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