Rise of the Zerg in the World of Gods

Battle after battle, defeating enemy after enemy.

From initially being at ease, Xu Luo gradually became serious, then solemn, and finally went all out, proving that his opponents were getting stronger step by step.

The people watching his battles also changed from initially being mostly human to gradually including many from other civilizations.

In the arena, there was spectating, and these spectators could also place bets to support the person they favored.

The battle profits were split equally between the two combatants.

As for the betting profits, they were calculated as follows:

The bets from both sides were added together, 10% was deducted, of which 1% was for the World of Gods' operational costs, and the remaining 9% was split equally between the two fighters.

The profits that the bettors could obtain mainly depended on how much the other side bet.

If your side bet one million and the other side only ten thousand, then everyone would split nine thousand, of which you would get a proportion based on your bet within that one million.

Unless someone wanted to bet on an upset, few people would bet on such a large disparity.

Most of the time, people just casually bet a little for fun, not caring about winning or losing.

At this point, the heat in Xu Luo's battle livestream room was soaring, directly rushing into the top three of the current hot matches.

This was because a betting situation had emerged among the spectators.

Besides regular betting, some audience members were making additional bets with each other, and those stakes were large.

The situation was actually very simple.

Xu Luo's opponent this time was a figure ranked in the top 100 of the entire novice area, from a level-five civilization, with many supporters.

Due to Xu Luo's continuous winning streak, although he hadn't directly advanced from the novice area to the normal area, the ranking of opponents he was matched with had risen sharply.

Someone among the opponent's audience said that any "cat or dog" could fight their "Moloudo".

This sentence angered Xu Luo's audience, who directly challenged the other side, proposing a bet: whoever won between Xu Luo and Moloudo, the loser would pay the winner one million star coins!

This bet directly attracted countless people to flood into their livestream room to watch.

"Old man, you..." In reality, in a luxurious villa in the capital of humanity's origin star, a middle-aged man looked at the angry little old man beside him, wanting to persuade but not daring to speak.

"What do you want to say? That I should take it easy?" The little old man glared.

"Now even little brats dare to be so cocky with me. In reality, humans don't dare to touch this or offend that, our fists aren't as strong, I accept that. But do I have to endure it online too? Spoiled brat!"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"But, sir... one million star coins!"

"Today, I'm fighting for our pride. We humans still have outstanding children!" The old man's words were forceful.

"Never mind one million, I'd even pay ten million. Am I, the Transport King, unable to come up with one million?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

As a butler, he shouldn't influence the master's decisions, but one million star coins was ten billion credit points. With the old man's wealth, it wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but suddenly withdrawing so much would cause some cash flow problems.

"Don't worry, I'm quite good at judging people. This 'Wild Slash Street' is a good kid, and very strong. I believe he can do it!"

The old man's eyes gleamed as he watched the two preparing for battle.

After some thought, the old man opened the all-frequency channel.

"Wild Slash Street, cut down that kid, and I'll split this million with you!"

This statement immediately caused an uproar among all the spectators.

One million star coins was no small sum. Win one match, and you could get five hundred thousand. Where else could you find such a good deal!

"Old man..." The middle-aged man wanted to stop him after hearing the old man's words.

"What do you know." The old man glared at him dissatisfied, muttering.

"If we lose, we lose everything. If we win, we're just sharing half the profit, and we can still earn five hundred thousand. Don't you understand this logic?"

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man could only smile bitterly.

The logic was sound, but who would be willing to do so!

Xu Luo, in his preparation, heard the shout.

He didn't need a simultaneous translation; he could tell it was human language.

He had been wondering why someone would bet against others on his match. Now it seemed someone was supporting him.

If they had been watching his matches before, it wasn't strange that they knew he was human.

It was only because he didn't actively reveal himself that others wouldn't know he was human.

Moloudo's supporters also said similar things, that if he won, he could get many benefits.

Xu Luo's heart tightened.

To be honest, he wasn't confident of certain victory.

During this period of constant battles, he had specifically watched the battle videos of high-ranking players. The gap between him and the top ten was too large; he had no hope of winning.

Those ranked from ten to a hundred were also very strong.

Xu Luo had also seen Moloudo's battle videos, which was why he wasn't confident of certain victory.

And now someone had bet one million on him.

He had to win this match!

Not because winning would get him five hundred thousand, but because someone was supporting him.

If he lost, one million! He felt he couldn't get over this mentally!

"Wild Slash Street!" Moloudo used his original appearance, not much different from humans except for two small horns on his forehead and blue skin.

"You can't beat me. You'd better persuade your supporter to cancel the bet and apologize!"

Moloudo didn't want to be forced into this fight.

Occupying a top 100 position in the universal novice area, his income from battle video views alone was very high. He didn't care much about a few million star coins.

"How do you know without fighting?" Xu Luo smiled.

He felt a bit strange about himself, being cautious both in reality and in the game.

Although being careful wasn't wrong, one didn't need to be like this in every aspect of life.

Just like now, his strength was very strong. After being questioned, someone who supported him stood up. If he persuaded that person to cancel the bet at this time, how would he handle similar situations in the future?

Can't fight powerful civilizations, can't offend them, can't do this, can't invade that, because you're human, and humans are weak now.

But he was young, what's wrong with youthful arrogance?

This was the age when youth should flourish freely. If he was cautious and had all sorts of concerns at this time, what could he hope to achieve in the future?

He disliked the ways of the wealthy families now, but only because he lacked the ability to change anything. So if he became part of the wealthy families in the future, would he become just like them?

Weren't the wealthy families once young people with ideals and ambitions?

It was later that life wore down their edges, and after experiencing too much, they lost hope and became dispirited.

Xu Luo didn't want to become such a person.

He wanted to maintain his original heart.

When it was time to be unrestrained, he could have fewer concerns. Let the tall people hold up the sky if it falls!

"Come and fight!" He held his blade in front, facing the powerful opponent without fear.

In a few days, the regional league would begin. What did it matter if he faced geniuses from across the universe at this time?

Next, he would fight his way out of the regional competition, face geniuses from across the globe, battle with geniuses from all of humanity, break through the encirclement, and finally stand on the universal stage again to face geniuses from all civilizations.

Now it was just a mere avatar battle, consider it a warm-up.

"As you wish!" Moloudo looked deeply at this opponent.

Actually, in his heart, he didn't want to fight this opponent. It wasn't that he couldn't win, but that he didn't want to cause trouble.

He was different from other geniuses. He was self-aware, knowing he had no room for further advancement, so his plan for himself was very clear: to make money.

On the arena platform, they didn't look at how long you had opened your Divine Domain or what position you could stand in. It all depended on your own strength.

As long as your strength was sufficient, you would climb up. Now he just wanted to stabilize his ranking in the top 100 of the novice area, to have a certain exposure. Then, whether it was income from battle video views or various endorsements, it would all be substantial income for him.

Xu Luo was different. He was still very young, and his strength was also very powerful. Although he might not be as strong as him now, his future potential was unlimited, able to reach higher levels.

Moloudo really didn't want to offend such a person. Beating him now would just be winning this once, but in the future, it could cause much more trouble.

So if possible, he wanted to resolve the conflict between them. Letting things end like this would be the best outcome.

But now that Xu Luo insisted on fighting, he had no way to refuse. With so many people watching, he couldn't back down.

For someone like him who lived off his reputation, backing down would be destroying his own rice bowl.

The battle countdown began, and the two appeared in a huge arena.

A giant staff as tall as himself appeared in Moloudo's hand.

"Although I'm a mage, I actually prefer close combat!" Saying this, Moloudo cast over a dozen spells on himself, then charged forward wielding the staff.

"What kind of mage!" At first, Xu Luo thought the other was really a mage, acting quite honorably.

But after seeing the buff spells, he realized he had been tricked.

If he were purely a close combatant, it wouldn't have been noticeable.

"A war priest dares to pose as a mage!"

As he spoke, Xu Luo's figure flickered, directly becoming a phantom.

"You're not bad either, very skilled with the human race's Sword Saint Phantom Step!"

Moloudo didn't feel embarrassed at all!

One blessing spell after another was cast on himself. At this point, he was more of a warrior than warriors.

The staff was like a club, smashing down towards Xu Luo's head.

As the two fought, the watching audience was even more nervous than they were. The high-stakes bet had attracted many onlookers.

Many of these onlookers had also placed bets, supporting the person they favored.

Apart from the million on each side, others still favored Moloudo more.

After all, he was a veteran expert, consistently occupying the top 100 in the novice area.

The rankings might change, but Moloudo remained constant. This was no joke.

In the novice area, in terms of combat skills, there were few better than Moloudo.

Although Xu Luo had shown strong performance, he had fought too few battles, so people naturally lacked confidence in him.

With a chopping knife in hand, the world is mine!

Xu Luo wasn't intimidated by the other at all.

As if he was the only one who could use buff abilities.

Xu Luo indeed didn't know many spells, but as the Zerg Overlord, Xu Luo was the Zerg.

What the Zerg knew, he knew.

This was also why he could directly borrow the abilities of xenomorphs.

If he could borrow from xenomorphs, naturally he could use the abilities of other Zerg.

Previously, his control wasn't enough to use them, but now he was no longer the same person.

Although he couldn't use various abilities effortlessly, most were quite simple to use.

"Have you ever wrestled with a dragon?" Xu Luo's figure was elusive, his voice sounding by Moloudo's ear.

Then Moloudo, who had just swung his staff to attack, felt a terrifying force hit him as his old strength was gone and new strength hadn't yet arrived.

He was sent flying, sliding far across the arena floor after landing.

Moloudo got up, grimacing in pain.

"You liar, at our level, dragon strength isn't this great."

Not only had he been sent flying by one punch, but three layers of his magical shields had been broken in one go.

The huge force made him slide after landing, and the friction caused damage that consumed another layer of protection.

"Ah, I misspoke. Actually, it's behemoth strength."

"You're fooling me!" Moloudo grimaced.

"Behemoths don't use magic at all, unless you're a Golden... Golden Behemoth?" Thinking of something, he suddenly looked shocked.

Golden Behemoths were the kings of behemoths, not just Gold tier. Golden Behemoths were Epic beings as soon as they reached adulthood.

All behemoths couldn't use magic, although they possessed terrifying strength and defense.

Golden Behemoths were different. They had stronger power and defense than other behemoths, and also had terrifying spellcasting talent.

This was why Golden Behemoths were born divine. However, their numbers were pitifully few, and it was basically impossible for them to appear in novice Divine Domains.

But Moloudo really began to suspect if Xu Luo was a Golden Behemoth.

Gods had bodies in their Divine Domains, which were their divine avatars, generally their initial creature. Although it could be changed later, it was troublesome.

If someone's initial creature was really a behemoth, being an Epic-level Demi-God with a Golden Behemoth body wouldn't be strange.

After all, a young Golden Behemoth wouldn't break the balance.

The strength Xu Luo had just displayed was real behemoth power, and he had also used magic just now, so Moloudo's suspicion wasn't strange.

Mainly because that power was too terrifying.

It wasn't even a direct hit, just a graze, yet it broke through so many layers of his defense. Behemoth strength plus spellcasting ability, if not a Golden Behemoth, what else could it be?

Behemoth strength was innate, not a skill. Apart from being born with such power, there was no other way to obtain it.