Swallowing the Stars: Becoming a God Starting with a Hundred Generations of Talent

Lu Yun's heart sank.

Rat swarms are one of the most terrifying natural disasters in the wilderness.

He remembered that there was once a "God of War" level powerhouse who was swallowed up by a swarm of millions of rats due to a moment of carelessness, leaving no trace of his bones.

That was merely a level three rat swarm.

"Judging by the scale and speed..." Lu Yun's gaze turned grave. "This is at least level three, and might even be the more terrifying level two!"

A monstrous torrent numbering over 100 million!

escape!

That was the only thought.

Surrounded by a swarm of rats of this size, even a lord-level monster would perish, and even the God of War would have to temporarily retreat. How much more so for him?

However, just as he was about to set off, the communication watch on his wrist suddenly vibrated.

A glaring red distress signal popped up, the source of which... was right between him and the swarm of rats.

Lu Yun's body suddenly stiffened.

To go or not to go?

Reason screams: This is suicide, how foolish to sacrifice the only chance of survival for an unrelated person.

But... he was still human. He could be ruthless to his enemies, but he couldn't be indifferent to his compatriots.

After a brief internal struggle, Lu Yun's eyes regained their sharpness.

He abruptly changed direction, heading towards the distress signal, and recklessly charged towards death!

...

Meanwhile, in the ruins less than fifty kilometers from Lu Yun.

"Captain! We can't hold on! There are too many of them!"

A warrior with a bandaged arm roared hoarsely. He swung his sword wildly, each strike sending flesh flying, but instantly more fearless, bloodthirsty rats pounced on him.

The Fiery Warriors Squad is now in dire straits.

"Squeak squeak squeak—!"

The piercing shrieks merged into a sound wave that almost tore the eardrums apart.

As far as the eye can see, both the dilapidated streets and collapsed buildings are covered by an endless swarm of rats, forming an impenetrable encirclement that is frantically shrinking toward the center.

The earth trembled, as if mourning the annihilation of this small team.

"Damn it!" The bald, burly man, Brother Xiong, cleaved seven or eight strange rats in two with his axe. He glanced back, his eyes bloodshot. "We really shouldn't have been so greedy for that little bit of credit, running off to a godforsaken place like City 023!"

"What's the use of saying all this now!" Captain Qin Xue's voice was cold, but her rapid breathing betrayed her immense exhaustion. "Everyone, stop conserving your energy, break through towards three o'clock! Quickly!"

However, faced with a horde of millions of rats, their attempt to break through was like ants stuck in a quagmire, with each step forward costing them dearly.

The flashes of swords and axes appeared repeatedly in the black waves, only to be quickly submerged.

Two minutes later, they stopped.

It wasn't that they didn't want to move, but the bloodthirsty rats around them had piled up into a "wall of flesh" several meters high, trapping them firmly in place.

Qin Xue beheaded an F-level bloodthirsty rat that pounced on her with a single slash, and warm blood splattered on half of her face.

She was breathing heavily, gazing at the truly boundless swarm of rats.

"...There's no way to escape."

The youngest newcomer in the team, Xiao Zhao, was pale-faced and his lips were trembling. Finally, he burst into tears.

"I...I don't want to die..." he said, his voice trembling with tears. "I...I'm still a virgin!"

In this atmosphere of despair, this seemingly nonsensical statement appeared particularly abrupt.

Even Brother Xiong was taken aback for a moment, then grinned and let out a hoarse, dry laugh: "Ha...haha! Good lad, even at a time like this, you're still thinking about this!"

Another teammate chuckled wryly and joked, "What are you afraid of! The captain's right here! Captain, look how pitiful Xiao Zhao is, how about... we grant him his wish this once?"

"Shut up, all of you!"

Qin Xue interrupted them sharply. She took a deep breath, gripped her sword tightly in the back of her hand, and her eyes regained their resolute and sharpness.

"Get ready to fight to the death!"

Just as Qin Xue and the others were determined to fight to the death, preparing to burn their last bit of life force in a desperate struggle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

The sharp sound of something cutting through the air actually drowned out the screams of millions of rats!

Ten dark beams of light appeared out of thin air without warning, shooting into the "rat wall" that was several meters thick, like ghosts.

They are not throwing knives, but the scythe of death.

Each streak of dark light traversed at high speed along an unimaginably bizarre trajectory, piercing the skulls and tearing apart the bodies of both F-grade bloodthirsty rats and E-grade iron-toothed rats wherever it passed!

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The sounds of flesh bursting open filled the air, and foul-smelling blood shot into the sky.

Those ten throwing knives were like ten relentless grinding millstones of flesh and blood, slaughtering with terrifying efficiency.

The seemingly impenetrable encirclement of the rat horde was actually torn open!

"This...this is..." Brother Xiong's hand holding the battle axe trembled slightly.

Qin Xue's usually cold and aloof face was now filled with utter shock and disbelief.

"A spiritualist!"

"A psychic! And... this level of control, this efficiency in killing..."

"God of War! It's a God of War-level mentalist!" someone in the team shouted hoarsely, their voice distorted by extreme excitement.

"We're saved! We're saved!"

The newcomer, Xiao Zhao, was so excited that he trembled all over, tears and snot streaming down his face, but a wildly joyful smile was on his face.

Just as they were overjoyed, a figure walked in unhurriedly from the end of the flesh-and-blood passage.

It was Lu Yun.

He glanced at the crowd standing there dumbfounded, his brow furrowed slightly, and urged:

"What are you all standing there for? Let's go!"

The members of the Blazing Fire Squad were all stunned.

Xiao Zhao's eyes widened, and he pointed at Lu Yun, his voice trembling: "It's...it's you? That rookie?!"

"Shut up!"

Qin Xue shouted sharply, her icy gaze sweeping over Xiao Zhao, "That's a senior!"

She turned her head and bowed deeply to Lu Yun: "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Brother Xiong and the others also seemed to wake up from a dream, and hurriedly followed suit and bowed.

Lu Yun remained expressionless, uttering only two words: "Go quickly."

The deathly meat grinder composed of ten throwing knives continued its frenzied operation, yet an endless swarm of rats surged in from all directions, filling the cleared area. He could tear open a gap, but he couldn't stop the entire ocean.

Qin Xue and the others were all experienced martial artists, and they immediately understood their current situation.

Now is definitely not the time for formalities.

"We will never forget your great kindness, senior! Let's go!" Qin Xue made a decisive decision without hesitation, turning around and growling, "Follow me!"

Without further hesitation, the group turned and rushed into the bloody passage torn open by the flying knife.

Lu Yunli remained standing still.

He pushed his mental power to its limit, and ten throwing knives wove a net of death in front of him.

The swarm of rats crashed in like waves, only to be pulverized before this net, unable to advance an inch.

He bought the team precious time to evacuate.

Seeing Qin Xue and the others disappear at the end of the ruins, Lu Yun did not linger.

With a thought, the ten flying knives surrounding him instantly changed formation, turning into a cone shape, and forcefully tore a bloody path in front of him.

Lu Yun followed closely behind, breaking out of the encirclement.

Having lost his previous target, the endless swarm of rats from all directions instantly made him their only outlet, frantically converging on the center.

The channel is contracting rapidly!

"Not fast enough!"

Lu Yun pushed the "Illusory Dream" movement technique to its limit.

Even so, he could still feel the rat walls on both sides getting closer and closer.

The bag on his back contained materials from a lord-level monster, but its weight and wind resistance prevented him from reaching his maximum speed.

With a backhand tug, he flung the heavy baggage violently backward!

Lu Yun's speed increased dramatically in an instant, and he transformed into a streak of light that tore through the night!

boom--!

The moment he broke through the encirclement, the flesh-and-blood passage that had just existed behind him completely closed.

That abandoned baggage was swallowed up by a swarm of millions of rats without even making a ripple.

Just then.

hum-

A faint engine sound came from overhead.

Lu Yun, who had just escaped the swarm of rats, suddenly looked up.

In the night sky, a completely black triangular aircraft hovered silently.

The hatch slid open, and a lean figure leaped out, landing lightly ten meters away with a silent thud.

He was dressed in a black combat uniform, had a hooked nose, and eyes as sharp as knives.

The moment they landed, an irresistible pressure descended upon them.

Lu Yun felt his breath catch in his throat, and his muscles tensed up instantly.

This is not at the level of a war god.

This is... a crushing defeat on a level of life!

Planetary level!

Lu Yun's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface.

"Not bad, little guy." The hook-nosed man spoke, his voice hoarse but tinged with laughter. "From the moment you turned to save the person to the moment you dropped that backpack, I saw it all."

"That's a rare decision." His eyes showed admiration. "My name is Zhu happy."