CHAPTER 137 - ESCAPING TO THE BLOOD COLISEUM

Han Wu summoned a member of the Flight Squad to carry him to the capital. Inside the city, many Tigermen reveled in the festivities, unaware that the divine realm was slowly collapsing after the loss of the Core. Only the Tigerman High Lords could sense the impending disaster. The Tigerman King was deep in prayer when it suddenly felt the connection between the divine realm and his God sever.

The sudden change froze him mid-phrase on the altar. The guards stationed at the forbidden zone sensed the disturbance and rushed back in alarm. Citizens watched the group of powerful Tigermen flee but had no idea what had triggered their flight. They also wondered why their king had abruptly stopped praying.

The Tigerman King had no choice but to suppress the fear in its heart and completed the ritual to prevent panic among the masses. Yet, the blessed light of their God failed to descend. The king understood the reason, but the commoners remained in the dark. Whispers and speculation spread through the crowd about why their prayers went unanswered.

The Tigerman King addressed them, “My loyal subjects, our God is attending to urgent matters but has promised to grant us even greater resources to strengthen our already mighty nation...”

It took some time for the Tigerman King’s words to quell the crowd’s unease. Some of the commoners left with disappointment because they didn’t get to see the blessed light of their God. Just then, someone fell from the sky and landed beside the God equipment. No one reacted in time because none of them had anticipated something like this happening.

The Tigerman King stared in shock as Han Wu reached out and seized the God equipment. The instant his fingers touched it, Han Wu discovered its abilities.

[Wind Boots: 4-Star God Equipment.

Effect 1: Air Walk. One can walk on air as if one were on land.

Effect 2: Rapid Walk: Increases movement speed and reduces stamina consumption at the same time.

Effect 3: Skill: Wind Riding. Summons a gust of wind to travel faster.

Effect 4: Skill: Summon Tornado Eagle. Summons a Tornado Eagle that will obey any command. Strength of Tornado Eagle dependent on Divine Points used.]

The Tigerman King realized what was happening and roared at Han Wu, “You thief! How dare you steal the treasure meant for our God? Let it go, and I might leave you with a complete corpse!”

Han Wu ignored the warning. Instead, he bit his finger and let his blood drip onto the Wind Boots. As a 4-Star God equipment, the boots responded instantly, recognizing him as their master since he was already a Demigod. The God equipment absorbed his blood, sealing the contract. The Wind Boots wrapped around Han Wu’s feet and lifted him into the sky, enabling him to walk on air.

The Tigerman King lunged, but it was too late. Even as a High Lord, it could not hope to catch someone equipped with a God equipment. All it could do was watch helplessly as Han Wu escaped into the air.

The commoners witnessed the scene and erupted with excitement. “Didn’t the king say only Gods can use that God equipment? Has our God just descended?”

“That must be it! Our God has accepted our offering and revealed Himself to us. Now, He will bless us and bring prosperity!”

“Hail to our God! We offer our faith and our earnest prayers!”

No one knew who started the cheers, but soon the entire crowd joined in. Even the Tigermen who had not seen what happened shouted with the rest. The capital echoed with laughter and celebration, honoring the God that had descended and taken their offering in exchange for blessing them.

The Tigerman King almost fainted from rage. These commoners! Don’t they realize they have been fooled?!

It then ordered its troops to issue a warrant for Han Wu’s capture. But just then, another figure descended nearby.

One of the guards, fully alert, launched a sudden attack on the figure. Its blade barely touched the target before it shattered with overwhelming force. The guard’s body was crushed instantly, turning into a bloody pulp as his blood sprayed across the ground.

The Tigerman King finally recognized the figure as Hu Hai, the very God they had worshipped all this time. It dropped to its knees and prayed with urgent reverence. “I greet my esteemed God.”

Hu Hai had no time to waste. His only focus was finding Han Wu, breaking every bone in his body, and dragging him before the God King. If the God King was pleased, he would likely grant Hu Hai a chance to reconstruct his shattered Core.

“Where is he?” Hu Hai demanded.

The Tigerman King understood the urgency and pointed toward Han Wu’s escape route. “He stole the God equipment, the Wind Boots, and fled that way.”

Fury surged through Hu Hai. Chasing Han Wu was already difficult, but now the stolen Wind Boots made the pursuit nearly impossible. He resolved to leave his divine realm and confront Han Wu in the real world. This choice came with a heavy price: he would never find his divine realm again. Still, capturing Han Wu was worth any cost.

When Hu Hai returned to the real world, chaos engulfed the surroundings. It looked as if a fierce hurricane had torn through the area during his absence. Blood and feathers stained the ground, and Zhang Gang was nowhere to be seen. Hu Hai understood that Han Wu had slipped out of the divine realm just before him.

“Damn brat! I will capture you no matter what!”

He activated his Divine Skills to track Han Wu’s trail and gave chase. Even without a divine realm, a God was no fragile creature.

After several minutes, he finally spotted Han Wu in the distance. Zhang Gang also pursued Han Wu but could not close the gap; the Wind Boots gave Han Wu a clear advantage.

“You brat. Let’s see how you escape me!” Hu Hai bellowed, appearing in a flash just behind Han Wu.

Han Wu was already running with the Wind Boots, but even he couldn’t shake off Hu Hai. Left with no choice, Han Wu spent all the Faith Points gathered from his Tigermen and activated the Permanent Coordinates of the Blood Coliseum. Just as Hu Hai nearly grabbed him, Han Wu vanished through teleportation.

Hu Hai roared in frustration. He had been a breath away from capturing him, and now the brat was gone. All that remained was the dreaded certainty of the God King’s punishment.

On the other side, Han Wu stumbled into the familiar grounds of the Blood Coliseum. Gasping for breath, he steadied himself. After facing so many brushes with death, he had to admit the Permanent Coordinates were far more valuable than he had once believed.

As long as he could access the location, he could spend one million Divine Points to return here, no matter where he was. He used to think it was a useless feature, but he now saw it as a lifeline.

Even after escaping Hu Hai, Han Wu could still feel the seal clinging to his body. The suppression remained, cutting him off from his divine realm and stripping him of his authority as a Demigod. He still couldn’t access his Skills or powers yet.

Worse still, Han Wu had spent his last Divine Points to teleport here. He was completely broke, with no way to return. He scanned the crowds gathering around, his expression vacant. “What should I do now?”