Am I going to be sacrificed too?

Chapter 11 Tier 4 Divine Relics

Having inherited everyone's legacy, and obtained a detailed map of the Strange Stone Province from the servant, Wang Yu was finally no longer a headless fly.

At the same time, she became a second-tier transcendent being of the 'Wisdom' pantheon, and she also gained the basic ability to protect herself in the wasteland. If her physical attributes were one before, then now her attributes are ten, which shows how big the difference is. This is still because the Wisdom pantheon is not good at combat.

The basic ability of the Wisdom pantheon is "Eye of Truth," which allows her to see the flow of divine power. Therefore, every extraordinary being in the Wisdom pantheon is a born scholar who seeks the truth.

However, their ability to engage in direct combat is extremely worrying, as they have almost no means of attack.

However, Wang Yu was already very satisfied.

Moreover, after becoming a transcendent being, Wang Yu also developed resistance to other abnormal divine powers. When using the Crimson Blood Blade, he could finally use his own divine power to drive it instead of burning himself to ashes.

In other words, only by becoming extraordinary can one be considered truly "alive".

She finally understood why extraordinary individuals always maintained a superior attitude; it was because the two were truly not on the same level.

"Speaking of which, I guess I can be considered a chosen one of Gods, right?" she thought to herself, looking at the black box in her arms.

Unlike others who claim to be chosen by God, she actually has a deity by her side. It is because of this great being that the struggle between the Blood Moon Believers, the Strange Stone City, and the extraordinary beings ultimately benefited her.

This solidified Wang Yu's resolve.

Wang Yu put all the sacrificial items on the field into the black box. This time, the pattern on the black box turned purple, representing the fourth-tier reward level. However, it was still far from enough to save her brother.

So she had no choice but to settle for second best, silently praying in her heart: "I want a defensive divine artifact."

No matter what you want to do in the wasteland, the prerequisite is to save your own life.

The swirling patterns on the surface of the black box suddenly came to life, spinning rapidly. The purple luster on the patterns seemed to be drawn towards the center of the swirling pattern by some kind of attraction.

A moment later, the swirling patterns finally dimmed and lost all their energy, and a purple ball of light appeared inside the black box.

Wang Yu lifted the ball of light out, and in the next moment, the ball of light transformed into a long robe.

The robe was very wide and grayish-white in color. The hood was long enough to cover the entire face, and the part covering the face was also embroidered with swirling patterns. Just one glance at it seemed to draw one's mind into it.

Through the information in his mind, Wang Yu also learned the function of this robe: it possessed remarkable resistance to divine power.

Wang Yu donned a long robe, and now only her neck and chin were exposed, giving her a somewhat mysterious air.

Strangely, although her face was covered, she could still observe the outside world through the hood, and with the enhancement of the swirling patterns, her divine power release became even more efficient.

As expected of a fourth-tier divine relic, it's far superior to something like the Crimson Blood Blade, which kills eight hundred enemies but inflicts ten thousand casualties on itself.

Following the map, Wang Yu headed towards the City of Strange Stones.

What Wang Yu didn't know was that the gifts of fate often came with a hidden price. Perhaps even she herself didn't realize that she was now appearing to be a little too "rational".

Long after she left, the Blood Lion actually circled back.

It never expected that this godforsaken place would be so lively today. It had gone to great lengths to weaken the vitality of the Gale Vine, only to have someone else steal its fruits, and the worst part was that it couldn't even defeat them!

"Damn two-legged creature, I'll remember your scent. Don't let me run into you again; I'll definitely avoid you!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, a bright blue moon hangs high in the sky.

On the unseen side of the moon, a crimson hue is slowly spreading.

……

Two hundred kilometers away from Qishi City, outside the Baishi gathering place.

Harkley is a chosen one who is currently serving the City of Wonderstone. His awakened pantheon is the 'Rock' pantheon, which is the most common in Wonderstone Province.

But his ancestors were not actually from Qishi Province, but from another distant region, as can be seen from his name, and there are many people like him.

But what's the point? The apocalyptic catastrophe that began hundreds of years ago has caused countless people to be displaced and leave their homes during the changing of eras, merging into other regions, even non-human beings.

So much time has passed, and Harkley has long since integrated into this region and become a part of it. Today, he has come with a mission from Strange Stone City.

As its name suggests, the province of Strange Stones is rich in all kinds of unique minerals. These minerals are not only for decoration, but also excellent materials for theology.

But the ore is there, it won't just spring up on its own, so naturally someone has to mine it. But half a month ago, cultists launched a coup, which resulted in the deaths of many miners and dealt a heavy blow to all industries in Strange Stone City.

Fortunately, the chaos did not last long. After all, it was the only main city in this region. The chaos only swept through the outer city for half the night, and was suppressed by the strongmen in the inner city in the second half of the night. Then, an order to kill the cultists was issued.

An unknown disaster was brewing quietly under the shadow of blood, and Harkley heard that it was the work of a cult led by the Blood Moon followers.

What a bunch of lunatics! The moon is clearly blue, okay? To take a non-existent moon as a belief is laughable. Isn't that no different from those people in the wasteland who have gone savage and regard abnormal creatures as divine beasts? At least the latter are real things.

If anyone believes in the Lord of the Stars and sets their goals high, Harkley might look at them with more respect.

But undeniably, there are far too many fools, and the peasants in the wasteland are too easily fooled. This group of lunatics is quite large. In order to protect the safety of those settlements and survivor towns, Strange Stone City has decided to win them over and gather them together... at least that's how it appears on the surface.

This was Harkley's mission on this trip.

Sitting on a modified, unnamed motorcycle, we headed towards a gathering place not far away—technology left over from the era of the Old Gods.

Only those guys in the shelter could have preserved such a complete system of technological knowledge.

In the upheaval of the transition between the old and new eras, most of the land was covered by abnormal natural disasters and became forbidden lands, while the remaining small areas also became wastelands.

For a long time after the arrival of the new era, the survivors were digging up the ruins of the past, trying to restore their former glory. This is still going on today, which is also the reason for the existence of many scavengers in the wasteland.

Harkley glanced at the information in his hand, which listed the places he needed to go: "Next, White Stone Gathering, another bunch of unawakened peasants."