12dz Chapter 89 After swallowing this overtime pay, I punched through the underworld!
Chapter 89 After swallowing this overtime pay, I punched through the underworld!
Seeing the strings of "cured meat" still hanging on the tree, Lin Fan frowned slightly.
"Aldebaran".
He called out softly.
"Yes, sir!"
Aldebaran of Taurus took a step forward, his voice booming like a bell, making the ground vibrate.
"Put them down and see if they're dead."
Lin Fan spoke casually, as if he were giving a trivial instruction.
"If they're dead, bury them with that pile of garbage. If they're not dead, wake them up."
"Yes, sir!"
Aldebaran accepted the order and strode to the tree, waving his giant hand.
Several golden blades of energy pierced through the air, precisely severing the tough vines.
"Splash! Splash!"
Several figures crashed to the ground like heavy weights, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Aldebaran stepped forward and tapped each of them with his toes, finding that they were still clinging to life, but had fainted due to cerebral congestion caused by being hung upside down for a long time.
Without any hesitation, he picked up a huge wooden bucket full of water with one hand and poured it over the heads of the group.
"Splash—!"
The icy, bone-chilling river water rushed over my head.
The mercenary leader and the indigenous chieftain were jolted awake from the darkness.
"Cough cough cough...Where...where am I?"
The mercenary leader coughed violently, his vision clearing from blurry to sharp.
When he saw the figure not far away leisurely blowing the steam from a thermos, his fragmented memories instantly reassembled.
That face, that relaxed demeanor, became the only and eternal nightmare in his mind.
"devil!"
He let out a scream that sounded inhuman, and frantically backed away on the ground, his crotch quickly becoming soaked.
The indigenous chief's reaction, however, was a complete spiritual collapse.
He woke up and saw Lin Fan, and the group of Gold Saints bathed in divine light.
He got it.
His god was shattered by this man.
Then, the man treated the remains of the god as trash.
He couldn't utter a single word; he simply collapsed to the ground, his teeth chattering wildly, making a "clucking" sound, and the trembling of his body stirred up dust on the ground.
Lin Fan didn't even glance at them; these terrified ants weren't worth his attention.
His gaze fell upon the empty air.
In his perception, there were also some golden specks of light that were invisible to the naked eye floating in this space.
That was the divine power that was not fully absorbed when the feathered serpent god Kukulkan was crushed, and that escaped from the source of his divine power.
Although to him, these scraps were not even an appetizer.
But for others, it is a treasure powerful enough to ignite a war of gods.
"Diligence and thrift are traditional virtues."
Lin Fan stroked his chin and murmured to himself.
"It's always a pity to waste it."
He made a casual gesture.
The barely perceptible golden specks in the air were instantly captured by an invisible force, frantically converging, compressing, and condensing towards his palm!
In the blink of an eye, a dozen energy balls, each the size of a longan and radiating a soft golden light, condensed above Lin Fan's palm.
Inside each energy sphere, the phantoms of mountains and rivers are constantly changing and emanating an ancient and powerful divine pressure.
This scene caused everyone present to instinctively hold their breath.
Loki's eye muscles twitched violently.
He recognizes him!
That was the purest fragment of Kukulkan's divine essence! It was the fundamental law that constituted a powerful ancient god!
Any demigod who can fuse with one of them has a very high chance of breaking through the shackles and touching the threshold of the main god level!
This man... he actually managed to roll this thing out like a clay ball?
What is he going to do?
Just as Loki was in shock, Lin Fan spoke.
His gaze swept over the twelve Gold Saints standing ramrod straight in front of him.
"You did a good job today."
Lin Fan's tone was as calm as if he were giving a routine year-end summary.
"They worked hard to build the house, and they were quite efficient in clearing the area after the fight."
"This is your overtime pay, one for each of you, go and share it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger.
Whoosh whoosh—
More than a dozen golden orbs containing fragments of ancient godhood transformed into precise streaks of light and flew toward the twelve Gold Saints.
No, it's thirteen.
Standing at the end of the line, Ares, the God of War, with eyes full of longing, also received one.
Lin Fan hadn't forgotten him; it was just a casual gesture.
The Gold Saints instinctively reached out and caught the ball of light flying towards them.
The orb of light felt warm to the touch, yet the power it contained was as vast as the starry sea, so pure that it made their very souls tremble!
"Sir, this...this is..."
Mu, an Aries, held the ball of light in his hands, his voice trembling.
Overtime pay.
Lin Fan repeated it succinctly.
Overtime pay...
Overtime pay?!
Upon hearing this word, the expressions of all the Gold Saints froze, becoming incredibly strange.
Is this overtime pay?
This is an unparalleled divine object that can greatly increase our strength and even allow us to glimpse higher divine realms!
You call this overtime pay?
At what level of understanding does the gentleman possess such vision?
"What are you still standing there for?"
Lin Fan pursed his lips, making a gesture as if to retract his hand.
"Give it back if you don't want it."
"Yes! Yes! Thank you for your kindness, sir!"
Leo Aiolia, known for her fiery temper, was the first to react. Fearing that Lin Fan might change his mind, she swallowed the ball of light without a second thought!
"boom--!"
An indescribable, immense divine power exploded within his body!
Aiolia felt as if his cosmos had been poured into an entire galaxy! It instantly boiled, burned, and expanded wildly!
Every cell in his body was singing and celebrating!
His understanding of power and his perception of the laws were forcibly elevated to a completely new dimension at this moment!
The Leo Gold Cloth behind him shone brightly, and the majestic lion phantom roared to the sky, its form solidifying several times over at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"I...I feel..."
Aiolia felt the surging power within him and was so excited that he became incoherent.
"I can punch right through the underworld!"
Seeing Aiolia's complete transformation, the other Gold Saints no longer hesitated and swallowed the orbs of light in their hands!
In an instant, golden light soared into the sky within the camp, displaying divine might!
Thirteen dazzling golden beams of light tore through the night sky, piercing the heavens and transforming the entire sky into a magnificent golden divine kingdom!
The aura of each Saint Seiya is surging wildly at an illogical speed!
This is a collective ascension!
The kind of race you can't catch even with a rocket!
Loki, sitting in the corner, stared blankly at the magnificent scene before him, a spectacle comparable to an epic creation story, completely stunned.
A "mud ball" that was casually rubbed together created thirteen god-level powerhouses whose strength skyrocketed?
This isn't a nouveau riche.
This is a super-rich person.
This is a creator god who treats gods as consumables!
He looked down at the bare, almost lifeless "firewood stick" in his arms, then at the group of "official employees" enjoying god-like benefits. A strong, bitter bitterness and jealousy overwhelmed his reason.
Why?
Why am I not Mr.'s employee?
If I could also get one of those "overtime pay" tokens, I would gladly dismantle the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard and use it as firewood, let alone the Scepter of the Soul!
Just as Loki was filled with envy at the separation of the plasmosphere, the divine power tide over there gradually subsided.
The thirteen god-level powerhouses slowly opened their eyes.
Their eyes were deeper than before, like stars.
The aura emanating from them was several times stronger than before!
"Thank you for your kindness, sir!"
Led by Mu, the thirteen men knelt on one knee in unison, offering Lin Fan the most standard and devout knightly salute.
This time, the voice was no longer strained; instead, it transformed into thirteen unbreakable torrents of faith, each syllable imprinted with fervor and loyalty.
They finally understood completely.
Follow the master, and you'll get meat to eat!
And it's divine meat! Enough to fill you up!
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand, signaling them to get up.
Then he realized that he seemed to have one left in his hand.
It is the smallest golden sphere.
This was a tiny scrap that fell off when he crushed the Feathered Serpent God. He hadn't even bothered to pick it up; it just drifted over by itself.
Lin Fan held the small ball of light in his hand and looked around.
We already have the Gold Saints and Ares.
Fang Qingxue is a martial artist, and her system is different, so this thing is not very useful to her.
Li Zhenguo is just an ordinary man; giving him this is tantamount to sending him on his way.
As for Loki... he's a "paid audience member" who brings his own seat, not an employee, so he doesn't get a spot.
Lin Fan's gaze finally fell on the indigenous chieftain who was still lying on the ground, trembling so badly he was about to fall apart.
"You..."
Lin Fan looked at him, a playful smile curving his lips.
"Don't let this trip be in vain."