I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Okay, stripping the Divine Skill is indeed somewhat cruel, but these Mermen were going to die anyway... Utilizing waste, he feels no psychological burden. "Who knows, we might capture two or three hundred Divine Skills..." Hundreds of unclaimed Divine Skills that can be distributed!! Okay, Jin Dongliang himself has already solidified his soul. He can no longer integrate "Divine Skill," but the thought of the next generation becoming stronger brings a feeling of joy. If it weren't for the significant casualty caused by the war... It could almost be declared a bumper harvest. Wait, Jin Dongliang quickly thought of something. What about our own people who are unconscious? Are they also going to die? He couldn't help but his pupils dilate, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead. "How many people are unconscious on our side? Quickly, tally them up!" Lu Tiantian, Sha Mo, and other scientists are also urgently verifying this. People, whose brains the Ant Robots had crawled into, actually totaled more than twenty thousand! This number is really too high. All these people falling unconscious, beginning to lose life signs, and unable to wake up. Twenty thousand people are too many for Sky City, which only has a population of 400,000! And this group of people are the main workforce, including elite soldiers, engineers maintaining Sky City's gravity system, and workers from all walks of life such as nurses and doctors. The loss is too severe! "Hurry, put them into hibernation chambers... and then put the hibernation chambers into the Sky Pit." "Only the Sky Pit can give us more time to save them," Lu Tiantian's voice trembled. Many experts discussed for a while and were somewhat reassured. Theoretically, these people implanted with chips have not been completely brain dead yet, and there is still some possibility of saving them. "Luckily for the Ultimate Shelter." A few hours later, the Sky Fortress returned with Insect Soldiers... The Insect Soldiers also suffered heavy losses, losing many wings and legs, and a few had their abdomens blown apart. These resolute warriors silently endured the pain, licking their wounds. Soon human medical personnel took over, spraying them with potions. Then, someone placed Major Lu Ying, who was lying in a hibernation chamber, into the Sky Pit. "Major Lu..." Lu Tiantian's face showed sadness; his elder sister had just gotten married, and now this catastrophe had struck; it was uncertain if she would make it through. However, as long as she is alive, there is always some hope. A captain from the Treasure Hunting Team reported: "Yes, all the Merman soldiers suddenly became paralyzed, beginning to lose vital signs. We urgently confiscated some Technology Weapons, stripped some Divine Skills, and made our way home." Immediately after, he swallowed his saliva, speaking with some suspicion: "We also saw a grey mist in the deep-sea area, the location of High-level Relics, on our way back." "The mist is constantly expanding." "Some of it was rushing towards the direction of the Merman coral reefs. Another part was heading towards Sky City." At that moment, the Yingyu tree headset suddenly rang, and the voice of two soldiers from the Little Mirage Dragon side came: "This fog is the derivative power of the Deformed Ghost! Clean up the battlefield quickly and prepare accordingly. A bigger wave of war is about to arrive." "According to our estimates, a Spark Level 5 and above can resist this fog, but lower-level individuals will mutate, turning into puppets of the Deformed Ghost... Ma Dafeng is a Level Four Warrior, he is persevering." "Do not use extensible nature abilities in the grey fog, including Identification, Sealing, eyesight, smell, hearing; most outward sensory abilities should not be used carelessly." A terrifying silence appeared in the very center of the square. The crowd couldn't help feeling a bit uneasy and frightened; warriors of Level 5 and above are not many as of now. Over the years, there have only been 289. "But how can we resist this fog? Only fully encapsulated experimental suits and diving suits can last a while." "Our shelters cannot withstand it." The power of the Ghost is not comparable to poison gas or volcanic ash, things like fresh air systems, gas masks are basically useless. Even if this ghost fog has only the thinnest sliver of power, it's not something ordinary people can resist. Lu Tiantian was silent for a moment: "We really have no choice; all personnel have to undergo ultimate hibernation. Hide inside the Sky Pit; maybe the Tree of Life could use its Life Force to resist this mutating fog... I saw it last time emitting green light, sheltering a large group of birds." "Hurry up, don't think the war is already won... We are in the most dangerous time period!" "Apart from combat personnel, everyone else hide in the Sky Pit!" At this moment, Lu Yuan also came online, he said in a low voice through the Yingyu tree headset: "Hibernation? I understand... Okay, I will give instructions on the Tree of Life side... Hurry up, dispatch a helicopter to bring Miss Conch over. Let her meet Little Mirage Dragon, and send Miss Conch to the seabed." "… This is insane! Don't forget to wear protective suits!!" Lu Yuan hastily left after dropping this phrase. He was desperately frantic because he is too inexperienced, simply unable to use various devices within the Soul Gem! The densely crushed Deformed Ghost was about to recover. This really displays a horrifyingly powerful Vitality; from molecular form returning to original state, it takes only a short few minutes. ... Meanwhile, Miss Conch, though somewhat confused, could only urgently board a helicopter and take off. Sky City was left in utter disarray after this war. The casualties of the soldiers are still being accounted for. Fortunately, the strategic objective of the South Island Civilization this time was to capture, not to slaughter indiscriminately, so the actual number of deaths is not very high… preliminarily estimated to be around three to five hundred. However, there are too many who are injured, stupefied by poison gas, or implanted with Ant Chips. All the survivors are frantically tidying up the battlefield, ignoring their own pain and emotions, because a more terrifying gray fog is pressing in step by step. The Military District Hospital is also overcrowded, filled with people who have severed arms and legs, crying out in pain. Miss Conch couldn't help but wipe away a tear... This time, it was really tough. Humans are still not strong enough. "Boom!" The helicopter's propellers started, and it slowly moved away from the city towards the ocean. From afar, the mist seemed alive, wriggling, with countless small fish and shrimps floating on the water surface. Marine creatures with weaker life forces mutated and died directly, while those with stronger life forces turned into monsters. This legion of monsters, mixed with the fog, slowly swam towards the direction of Sky City. From the sky, the vast army of mutated beings was particularly spectacular. "Holy shit, why are there so many monsters?" "The creatures of the entire ocean have been contaminated!" The reconnaissance soldier on the helicopter was also stunned, and quickly reported the intelligence to the higher-ups, urging Sky City to prepare for the upcoming war. These monsters didn't seem very strong, after all, they only absorbed a tiny bit of Ghost blood. But there were just so many of them! The helicopter really dared not charge into the fog, lest some mistake occur and they crash, which would be inescapable trouble! "Wait, those Merman lying unconscious on the coral islands, could they also be infected by the grey fog? That's a million-strong army... not easy to defend against." A shrewd reconnaissance soldier suddenly slapped his head, eyes wide. Another soldier shook his head and said, "Many of Sky City's energy circuits have been damaged, and it can't fly for the time being." Miss Conch suddenly thought of something and analyzed, "No, those monsters probably won't all come attacking humans. Their aim might be to rescue the Deformed Ghosts!" "Creating such a big scene is actually to facilitate their own escape!" This thought stunned everyone. Ghost indeed lacks intelligence. But they often have animalistic instincts. Like spiders spinning webs, or antlions digging pits; these are actually animal instincts, not true intelligence. Ghost created such a big fuss also wanting to rescue the original body. But that flying saucer is deep in the ocean, and human flesh cannot dive so deep underwater. Even the Source Fire War Puppets are slow-moving under thousands of atmospheres of pressure and easily damaged. The reconnaissance soldiers faltered, "This... this won't do... even if Commander Lu can fight, he can't possibly kill a million mutated monsters? And it seems like he's busy with some sealing, not available!" The headquarters of Sky City also heard their discussion. People were racking their brains thinking. "Shall we use the Sky Fortress to hoist that flying saucer up using ropes? Engineering department, is it feasible?" The engineers at the Great Engineering Institute were utterly overwhelmed. They already had unimaginably numerous tasks at hand, and now this huge one was added. "This flying saucer must be salvaged, Professor, otherwise those monsters will all pour into the ocean, and relying on Little Mirage Dragon to transport some troops simply won't hold!" "We've just built a large foundation, right? Using it to carry the flying saucer isn't impossible…" It seemed indeed feasible. "But there's still a Ghost inside that flying saucer. If we pull it up..." "There's no other way... We must seal the Ghost. Once it escapes, we'll die even faster. Prepare some high-level ropes! We must haul the flying saucer to the shore to defend it." ... At this moment, Little Mirage Dragon finally appeared, now acting as the captain of the transport team, truly suffering. Within a day, swimming back and forth, nearly a thousand kilometers! Hearing about carrying Miss Conch back underwater again, its little face immediately turned as shriveled as an eggplant. The body of a dragon... the fate of cattle and horses! But there was no other way, it was the only one capable of safely transporting people to the seabed. "If only you were a bit bigger..." Miss Conch whispered comfortingly, feeding it a Red Fruit. Little Mirage Dragon proudly wagged its tail: I've already grown up! I am now... the rightfully "Big Golden Dragon"!