Virus King - Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Sacrifice! An SSS-Rank Opportunity! The Wails of 80 Million Lives!

TL: YYang

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.

The elder, despite being a Saint, didn’t immediately comprehend the situation.

An S-Rank profession could still be promoted to SSS-Rank after completing the transfer mission in later stages. Why was Chen Bai so certain about this path?

Still, the elder explained: “King, SSS-Rank profession transfer scrolls at the first transfer stage are exceedingly rare! Pardon my boldness, Great King, but you must already understand the difficulty of this task. Why—”

Chen Bai glanced at the elder and did not hide anything. He calmly said: “Does the Cult of the Plague have records regarding Redo?”

These words caused the elder’s dark green pupils to suddenly contract. He looked at Chen Bai in disbelief.

“Great King, have you had contact with Lord Redo?”

Chen Bai didn’t answer. Instead, he continued: “Redo has a trump card, something he calls the pinnacle of Goblin technology and alchemical civilization. To acquire it, two SSS-Rank transfer scrolls are required. Now you understand why I need them, don’t you?”

The elder’s eyes widened to an almost comical degree.

It was clear that the name of the God of Trade, renowned across the myriad worlds, still carried its weight.

And that trump card—yes, the Cult of the Plague had heard of it!

At this moment, the elder’s dark green eyes became fervent as he gazed at Chen Bai.

“You are the destined King of the Cult of the Plague! In this trial ground of gods and devils, you are fated to ignite the divine flame and ascend to become the supreme True God worshipped by all! Rest assured, your most humble servant will exhaust every effort for you! However, even if we exhaust all means, we can only acquire one…”

Chen Bai looked at this fanatical believer, the so-called Plague Bishop, who was now consumed by self-reproach. He interrupted directly:

“I already have a lead on another SSS-Rank transfer scroll.”

At these words, even Han Xiao turned his head sharply, looking at Chen Bai with incredulity.

Where had this White Emperor managed to find such a thing?!

Han Xiao, however, had grown numb to surprises. This man before him was undoubtedly going to be his true and rightful benefactor, the greatest ally he could ever have.

The elder’s eyes shone with zeal, filled with worship and fervor.

To obtain an SSS-Rank profession at the first transfer stage? The religious texts spoke of such occurrences as unimaginably rare, even in previous trial grounds.

And now, this King of Plague, the Virus Sovereign foretold in prophecy, already had a lead on one scroll so early?

How could the elder not feel thrilled and reverent?

Chen Bai quickly raised a hand, cutting off the elder before he could heap more flattery. He said impatiently:

“Stop wasting time with nonsense. Do you have a way to acquire an SSS-Rank transfer scroll or not? If not, don’t waste my time. My time is precious.”

Chen Bai had never imagined he could speak so rudely to a Saint-level figure.

Yet this Plague Bishop, named Pukaxiumi, showed no displeasure at all and quickly replied:

“Great King, your birth is still too young. You may not yet understand the rules. Why are SSS-Rank items, professions, and even talents so rare and valuable?

It is because they contain the most precious essence—divinity! Across the universe, the divinity of plague and virus has never before been born!

Only with this God and Devil Trial Ground convening, through the Great Priest’s sacrifice of his own life for divination, did we discover the joyous revelation that the divinity of plague would finally emerge!

Professions follow a similar principle. Until now, no plague-related divinity has ever existed in the myriad worlds. Thus, even the Cult of the Plague does not possess any SSS-Rank plague professions!”

Chen Bai frowned slightly. No? Then why the hell are you wasting my time with all this chatter?

Pukaxiumi hurriedly continued:

“But with your birth, Great King, and this unique God and Devil Trial Ground, the Cult of the Plague has devised a method to potentially create an SSS-Rank transfer scroll. However, this method requires you, our King, to act personally. Only by harnessing your unparalleled talent can the supreme profession scroll be formed!”

Chen Bai’s brow twitched as he looked at Pukaxiumi.

“What do you mean?”

“Blue Star’s trial ground has already been altered by the Cosmic Will. When the Cult of the Plague arrived here, we discovered that plague once ravaged this land.

This is likely why plague divinity can emerge in this trial ground and why the trial’s apocalyptic event is centered on zombie viruses and plague.

If you can gather these plague forces and make them yours, it might be possible to condense a genuine SSS-Rank profession scroll!”

Chen Bai frowned.

“How do I do it?”

Pukaxiumi’s dark green eyes glimmered with excitement.

“I will communicate with the Cosmic Will and connect to the greatest plague events in Blue Star’s history. This will open a special secret realm. All you need to do is enter it and collect the seeds of plague etched into history. With them, you might be able to condense the scroll!”

It’s only a possibility?

Chen Bai’s eyes narrowed slightly. However, at this moment, even he couldn’t think of a better option.

As Pukaxiumi said, SSS-Rank profession transfer scrolls were unbelievably rare.

No, more accurately, they were not just rare—they were practically nonexistent.

Moreover, the Cult of the Plague’s abilities aligned perfectly with his own. If he chose a different SSS-Rank profession incompatible with his innate talents, it would barely enhance his combat power.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Bai decided.

“In that case, let’s give it a try!”

Pukaxiumi’s eyes grew even more fervent and excited, as though he was witnessing history—or even participating in and creating it.

Before proceeding, however, Chen Bai made his preparations.

First, he sent a bewildered Han Xiao out of the chemical plant.

Sitting on the Plague Throne that resembled an altar, Chen Bai finally turned to the elder.

“Are you ready, Great King?” Pukaxiumi asked.

Chen Bai nodded.

“Of course. But speaking of which, communicating with the Cosmic Will and opening such a secret realm must be difficult for you, right?”

Even for a Saint, such a feat was not something done lightly.

The elder shook his head, dark green tears streaming from his eyes.

“Thank you for your concern, Great Lord. Your mercy is as boundless as a father’s love. I, and the entire Cult, exist solely to offer everything for you.

All that we possess is yours. Now, allow someone as humble as me to help you take the first step toward igniting the Divine Flame!”

The next moment, dark green flames erupted!

They instantly engulfed Pukaxiumi, who began chanting a prayer in a reverent voice:

“With my life, my strength, my soul, I make this sacrifice! May I open the supreme gate for my Lord! May the plague incarnations throughout trial ground history respond in my Lord’s name!”

In an instant, the green flames consumed the elder entirely!

The three transfer scrolls he had been holding fell to the ground with a soft clatter.

Simultaneously, amidst the ripples of space-time, a unique dungeon vortex appeared before Chen Bai.

Staring at the flames that had burned the elder cleanly into nothingness, Chen Bai fell silent.

Finally, he silently picked up the three transfer scrolls, then turned his gaze toward the swirling vortex of the secret realm. Reaching out, he gently touched it.

[Would you like to enter the exclusive secret realm: “The Wails of 80 Million Souls”?]

[Yes!]

Chen Bai didn’t hesitate and stepped in immediately.

Unseen by Chen Bai, somewhere in the void beyond the reach of any god or mortal, another realm stirred.

This realm contained only an infinite river, flowing endlessly forward.

Yet the moment Chen Bai stepped into the secret realm, a massive hourglass emerged in this ethereal world.

As the hourglass materialized, the ceaselessly rushing river slowed—its flow becoming tens, hundreds, even thousands of times slower.