"What? Have you become a god?" Lin Lei, who had just returned to Dragon Blood Castle, immediately froze when he heard the news, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Although his wife was also called a genius when she was at Ernst College, there is a difference between genius and genius. Even Dixie, who was called the twin star of Ernst College with his senior at the time, has just become a Holy Demon.
Director, how could Delia suddenly become a god?
"It's true. The black stone that Mr. Beirut asked the Purple Golden Rat King to send was the godhead." Delia smiled and expanded her domain.
"The realm of gods!" After feeling the symbol of this god-level powerhouse, Lin Lei believed it and couldn't help but sigh, "This gift from Lord Beirut is really too heavy."
Delia nodded. Although a godhead may not be anything in the eyes of Lord Beirut, it is a treasure that the strong men in the Sanctuary want to obtain even if they risk their lives.
"But that's fine. Now that we have become gods, we can finally say that we are not afraid of any enemy in this Magnolia Continent..." Lin Lei smiled slightly, but before he finished speaking, he felt countless powerful auras in the distance.
Soaring into the sky.
"God's Domain, there are so many god-level powerhouses!" Lin Lei suddenly stood up and looked into the distance, a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He had finally become the top god-level powerhouse in the Magnolia Continent. Why hadn't he been happy before?
In just a few days, the number of god-level powerhouses began to increase?
"This version is updated really fast." Ernst College, Shen Ye also looked into the distance. With the strength of his soul, the range of perception could easily cover the entire Magnolia Continent. Of course he knew what was going on.
"It seems that this time, Beirut is not planning to let Olivia take the blame for releasing Qinghuo." Shen Ye withdrew his gaze and his expression became a little more serious. Qinghuo is not a twelve-winged angel. Even he
All must be taken seriously.
"As for the others, just pray they don't get into trouble with me."
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Two days later, O'Brien Empire, Wushen Mountain.
Nearly a thousand figures suddenly appeared above Wushen Mountain. The leader was a handsome young man wearing a golden robe. Behind him, a young man with short silver hair said a few words to him, then stepped out of the queue and waved his hand, and the endless storm instantly swept the weapons.
The sacred mountain was completely destroyed.
The disciples below the Holy Domain in the Martial God Mountain turned into powder before they knew what happened, and the disciples at the Holy Domain level only had time to let out a shrill scream.
"Who is it? Who wants to destroy Wushen Mountain?" O'Brien roared angrily, barely holding on in the storm.
"Oh? He's not dead yet? The handsome young man raised his eyebrows lightly and grabbed O'Brien out of the storm. "What kind of Martial God are you? A lower-level god who refines his godhead dares to call himself a Martial God. I'm very unhappy."
O'Brien looked unhappy. Is it wrong to call him a title?
O'Brien forced himself to calm down and asked reluctantly: "Who are you?"
"This is Lord Adkins. All you need to know is that from today on, the great Lord Adkins is the ruler of the Magnolia Plane." The silver-haired young man said flatteringly.
"You can't say that yet." Adkins waved his hand, "We must first confirm whether the five kings have escaped. If those five adults are not here, I will be the master of the Magnolia plane."
"Of course." The silver-haired young man said, "Except for the five kings, the other high-level gods are definitely no match for Lord Adkins."
"What? Are you a higher god?" O'Brien's face changed. He had only known that these people were stronger than him before, but he still had no specific idea in his mind about how strong they were.
"Sir Adkins is not an ordinary high-ranking god, you..." The silver-haired young man wanted to correct himself, but Adkins interrupted, "Okay, I, Adkins, am in a good mood today, so I will let you live."
, go and tell the other divine realms in the Magnolia plane to take the initiative to express their surrender to me."
"This guy is looking for death!" O'Brien was overjoyed. He knew that Lord Beirut was not only a superior god, but also mastered the main artifact. Even if Adkins was a powerful one among the superior gods, there was a high probability that he was not.
The rival of Lord Beirut.
But before he could be happy for a long time, he heard a silver-haired old man behind Adkins say: "Mr. Adkins, that Beirut should not be underestimated. I heard from those newcomers who were imprisoned in prison within ten thousand years that Beirut was deceived by the Lord God.
Be optimistic and let him be responsible for managing the cemetery of the gods. It is said that the cemetery of the gods contains the main artifact, and there may be one in Beirut."
"What? The main artifact?" Adkins' expression changed. Although he had not been to the highest plane, he had heard of the power of the main artifact.
"So, you can only make good friends with Beirut, not make enemies." The old man warned.
"Hmph, he's just a little guy who has only emerged in the past ten thousand years." Adkins snorted dissatisfied, but still did not refute the old man's proposal, "Forget it, I will give the main artifact some face."
"Damn it, how did this bastard calm down?" O'Brien secretly hated him and suddenly said, "Sir, I know who else in the Magnolia Plane might have the main artifact."
Adkins glanced at O'Brien in surprise, but didn't think much about it and just thought he was a timid person: "Who are you talking about?"
"Ernst College, God Shen Ye."
"God?" Adkins said dissatisfied, "You ants are not very strong, but the title is quite majestic. Even I don't dare to take such a title."
At this time, the silver-haired old man said again: "Sir Adkins, according to the information I have gathered in the past few days, that Shen Ye is also a monster that is not easy to deal with."
Adkins became a little impatient: "What's wrong with this guy?"
The silver-haired old man said: "Twenty-four years ago, when he was only 18 years old, he defeated and subdued a monster at the peak of a lower god as a saint. On the same day, he broke through from the saint to a mid-level god and killed it instantly.
A ten-winged fallen angel from the plane of darkness."
After the words fell, the thugs who escaped from the plane prison fell silent. What happened? Did they hear wrongly?
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The corner of Adkins' mouth twitched slightly. If the silver-haired old man was not his most valued old servant, he would have killed someone long ago. What kind of information was he asking for? How could there be such a monster?
Seeing that Adkins didn't believe it, the silver-haired old man added: "Many people saw it with their own eyes at that time. Mr. Adkins, it's better to be careful."
Seeing that Adkins was about to be persuaded again, O'Brien hurriedly said: "Actually, I have a guess about this incident twenty-four years ago. Do you think it is possible that he was already a middle god back then?
Well, everything before was just for acting and proving his potential to Mr. Beirut, so Mr. Beirut only let him pass the Cemetery of the Gods this time."
"That makes sense!" Adkins' eyes lit up when he heard this. As a genius, he never liked those who were more talented than himself, so he was more inclined to O'Brien's explanation.
"Is that so?" Even the silver-haired old man was somewhat convinced, because this rumor was too exaggerated, and even he felt that it was not very credible. He only advised Adkins not to make enemies out of caution.
"There's something going on!" O'Brien was overjoyed and struck while the iron was hot. "Think about it, if he really became a middle-level god at the age of eighteen, how come he is still a middle-level god twenty-four years later?"
"You said he is a mid-level god?" Adkins was immediately relieved. Although he did not agree with O'Brien's statement, the difficulty of becoming a high-level god is not comparable to that of advancing to a mid-level god. But as long as the opponent is still a mid-level god,
Then he must not be his opponent.
O'Brien nodded repeatedly: "Yes, he was still the middle god when he was in the cemetery of the gods."
Adkins was very satisfied: "Haha, good job. After I get the main artifact, I will give you the godhead of a middle god as a reward."