Chapter 1314: Enhancement of Lord Talent! Pangu's Axe!

Chapter 1314: The Enhancement of the Lord's Innate Talent! The Axe of Pangu!

Zhou Zhou's heart swelled with joy.

Indeed, every time the territory advanced, the crimson mother nest of Mugu always brought him the most astonishing surprises.

In just one day, it could birth a true god-level crimson deity.

Could the Primordial Spirit Clan have ever dared to imagine such a thing?

Yet, after pondering it carefully, Zhou Zhou decided against dedicating himself solely to cultivating crimson true gods.

Compared to training elite soldiers, he still preferred the method of producing large numbers of common troops—abundant and plentiful.

And with ordinary soldiers in sufficient numbers, a few elite ones would inevitably emerge among them.

No conflict, no compromise.

"From your one million fog mothers, retain twenty thousand to cultivate iron-eating bears and withering trees."

"The remaining eighty thousand fog mothers—forty thousand to breed storm spirits, and forty thousand to train yellow-script soldiers."

As Zhou Zhou spoke the final words, a faint smile played upon his lips.

No less than eighty thousand fog mothers!

Enough to spawn forty quadrillion mother-nest monsters!

With the blessings of master talents and titles like War Prize King, he would tomorrow claim eight quadrillion copies each of the Yellow-Script Soldier Recruitment Book, the Yellow-Script Soldier Promotion Certificate, the Storm Spirit Recruitment Book, and the Storm Spirit Promotion Certificate—eight quadrillion of each!

When all these recruitment and promotion documents are converted into actual troops, the result would be a staggering 320 quadrillion soldiers—320 jin of soldiers!

Even though Zhou Zhou had anticipated this figure, the sheer magnitude still sent a shock through his mind, prompting him to whisper in awe: "Impossible!"

His total military strength—excluding divine beings—amounted to only 7 jin 4529 million 8306 billion 6219 soldiers.

For a multiverse faction, that number alone was already utterly terrifying.

Even for dominant, master-level lord factions, possessing such forces is exceedingly rare.

Yet starting tomorrow, He will be able to recruit 3.2 billion troops every single day!

In just three days, He could amass over 7 billion more soldiers.

"Unbelievable!"

Zhou Zhou's heart surged with astonishment and awe.

Not to mention that by tomorrow, the total strength under His command would approach ten billion—so close to infinity.

With such a colossal force, He could expand his empire's borders at an unprecedented pace.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

On the other side,

Muguo heard Zhou Zhou's words and immediately bowed respectfully.

Then He stepped back.

Zheng Fugui, seeing this, stepped forward.

"Report to the Emperor."

"At present, the number of our mysterious merchants, having ascended to the upper-tier god rank within the territory, has surged from the previous 5 billion to 20 billion!"

"The number of carts used for transporting goods has also reached 20 billion!"

"The strength of every single one of our mysterious merchants has now reached the upper-tier god rank."

"Our treasure-hunting capability has once again been enhanced in probability. In the future, whenever we venture out on trade expeditions, each journey should yield at least 10,000 divine-grade treasures."

He spoke with respectful solemnity.

Zhou Zhou nodded.

His heart grew increasingly moved.

The strength on the Mu Gu side has surged dramatically.

The same is true on Zheng Fugui’s side—astounding indeed.

A full 200 billion upper-tier deities, upper-tier divine beings!

Such an immense force—no earthly power, save the highest-tier divine dominions or even stronger entities, could possibly possess it.

A master-tier faction would never be capable of amassing such a vast number of divine beings.

After speaking these words, Zheng Fugui stepped back. Seeing this, Karlo Moira rose respectfully and said:

"Reporting to the Sovereign."

"Sovereign, once our territory has ascended to upper-tier divine status, our Life Ark now boasts 100 million priests, 100 million deacons, 100 million nuns, and 2,000 million Life Holy Knights."

"These religious figures are sufficient to carry out healing and resurrection operations for a military force of 100 billion."

"Additionally—"

"At present, our high-ranking divine officials at the God-Ship level have reached five million!"

"Each of them possesses mastery over both minor and major resurrection techniques, enabling them to independently resurrect our nation's divine offerings."

"As for my own strength, I remain at the subordinate level of the Primordial God—no new advancements have been granted yet."

"Agreed."

Zhou Zhou smiled and nodded to Caro Moira.

Though it was a pity that Caro Moira's own power had not advanced, the number of divine officials under her command had surged dramatically.

These officials are now sufficient to carry out large-scale war healing and resurrection operations at the level of ten billion troops, meeting Her demands within a short timeframe.

As for the future...

Let it unfold slowly.

After all, His domain not only housed skilled healers from the Life Church clergy, but also physicians, apothecaries, and other professionals adept in treatment and pharmaceuticals—so there was no immediate concern that His soldiers would suffer injuries they couldn't treat.

Then He conversed with the shepherds for a while longer, and finally sent them on their way.

As Zhou Zhou prepared to return to the Palace of Cyclic Rebirth, to use those three scrolls of divine teachings and enhance his understanding of the lordly laws of a true god,

He suddenly sensed something—his expression first froze, then brightened with sudden delight.

His divine form vanished instantly from the spot.

...

Beyond the Supreme Continent.

In the vast, wondrous, and magnificent expanse of the cosmic star sea.

A towering figure, standing over ten thousand light-years tall, with wild, disheveled hair, a sharp, angular face, weathered eyes, muscular frame, upper body bare, lower body wrapped in a circle of animal skin, and wielding a massive black axe, stood silently gazing up at the stars.

Swift!

The figure of Zhou Zhou appeared beyond a million light-years, gazing far away at his counterpart.

His arrival did not draw the attention of the man wielding the axe.

The axe-wielder silently gazed up at the stars, as though pondering some deep and ancient thought.

Gradually—

His eyes grew ever brighter.

And finally—

His left eye blazed with the brilliance of the Sun Star, radiating searing golden light;

His right eye gleamed like the Moon Star, emitting a chilling silver-white radiance!

He slowly raised the massive axe.

As he lifted it, a terrifying, unstoppable force of will and a resolute determination surged from him, sweeping forward like a storm, carving a path through the void.

Within a million light-years, under the weight of that aura and resolve, all life fell silent—no living being dared to utter a sound.

Every creature within a million light-years looked up at the stars, toward the direction of the man wielding the axe.

Though most could not visually perceive what was unfolding across that vast distance, deep within their souls, the image of the man with the axe quietly emerged.

This moment would be etched into the memory of countless beings!

"This axe…"

Zhou Zhou gazed upon it, feeling the presence of will within its stroke, and could not help but be profoundly moved.

"Could it be... that he, too, has reached the very edge of the Will-as-Light realm?"

"Only one step away from ascending to the Will-Transcendent stage?"

"He has not yet ascended to the rank of Supreme God—still dwelling in the realm above True God."

"But it's also been quite swift."

He murmured to himself.

...

After all.

The man with the axe raised his massive blade high, then roared, and plunged it forward into the boundless expanse of the stars!

The very next moment,

a chaotic-colored axe-light surged, stretching for millions of light-years, carving through the cosmos itself and splitting open a vast rift in the fabric of space—its wound refusing to close, even now.

The man with the axe—Pangu—slowly lowered his great blade.

"Master God, it's done!"

Pangu whispered.