At the moment when Starfire God fell, a red-haired god far away in the Abyss Realm had a feeling.
Opening his eyes, the red-haired god's face looked surprised and uncertain.
"Starfire, dead?"
Opening his palm, a ball of flame emerged from the hand of the red-haired god.
After feeling the changes and fluctuations in the power of the law, the red-haired god's expression was a little complicated.
"You still didn't listen to my order after all..."
Sighing, the red-haired god said: "Where is the burning sun?"
A god pushed the door open and said respectfully: "Lord Yan Shen, Zhuoyang went out to search for the Demon Cave. Do you need to call him back?"
After a moment of silence, Yan Shen shook his head and said, "No need."
"When he comes back...forget it, it'll be fine."
Let out a long sigh, close your eyes, and enter into meditation again.
Yanhuang State, Black Desert.
On the barren desert, a flame burned, turning the entire desert area into a world of flames.
I don't know how long it took, but the power of the flames finally began to weaken.
A group of people came to the vicinity of the flame area.
Looking at the area of burning flames not far away, one of them said: "This is where Qu Wu and his aura finally stayed."
Another person wondered: "I remember this area was not like this. Where did these flames come from?"
"This is not an ordinary flame, this is a divine fire." The man in the leading costume said lightly: "To be more precise, it is the original fire of the gods."
"However, it is not easy to create such a large-scale source fire, and ordinary gods cannot do it."
The man in rich clothes waved his sleeves, and the raging wind roared in, sweeping the yellow sand all over the sky and rushing toward the flames.
Extinguished by the yellow sand and strong wind, the flames continued to weaken and shrink, and finally disappeared.
Looking at the charred corpses on the ground that were no longer human, everyone looked at each other in shock.
"You can kill yourself after chasing two lower gods, what a waste!" A tall, thin man wearing glasses and looking elegant sneered behind the man in Chinese clothes.
"Okay, let's talk less." The man in gorgeous clothes frowned: "Ordinary lower gods will not be the opponent of the two of them. Even the master of the palace has praised Qu Wu's thunder skills, which is enough to show how powerful his opponent is.
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"Being able to force such a powerful god to die together is already considered good."
"What's the use? You're not dead." The gentle man snorted, but didn't say anything more.
Looking at the charred corpses scattered on the ground, the man in rich clothes sighed: "It's a pity that Qu Wu and the others finally became people who reached the divine level, but they died here."
"Wait a minute, Master of the Third Hall, there are still living people here!" A God Killer who was collecting corpses from everyone not far away suddenly discovered something and shouted loudly.
The man in the splendid clothes changed his expression and his eyes were surprised.
As he walked forward, a completely unrecognizable, burnt black figure appeared in front of him.
He couldn't tell who it was from his appearance, but at least he could tell that this person wasn't a dwarf.
"He's really alive." The gentle man said in surprise.
Although this person seemed to be dead, when he got closer, he could still detect the faint presence of his breath.
"It's Qu Wu." The man in fine clothes affirmed.
"Wushang, give him the medicine and he can still be saved."
After hearing this, the gentle man reluctantly took out a pill from his arms, walked to Qu Wu's side, and stuffed the pill into his mouth.
"It's an advantage for you!" Wu Shang snorted coldly and slapped Qu Wu's chest with his palm, guiding the pill into the body and starting to digest it.
After a while, the fingers of the charred "corpse" moved slightly.
"Cough cough cough!"
After a faint cough, Qu Wu slowly opened his eyes under the gaze of everyone.
Qu Wu, who had just woken up, was still a little confused. He didn't react until he saw the familiar man in rich clothes and others.
"I'm not dead?"
"You would really be dead without us." Wu Shang said angrily.
Seeing that he was really not dead, Qu Wu struggled to get up, but found that his body was extremely heavy and he couldn't even lift his hands.
Not only that, he also felt that his eyes were a little strange, and his field of vision was much smaller than before.
"Don't move around. One of your eyes has been destroyed and your body has been severely burned. Qingling Pills can only barely keep you alive." The man in the Chinese clothes said calmly: "Whether you can recover successfully depends on yourself in the future.
It’s created by nature.”
Qu Wu was silent for a long time and then said with a wry smile: "Forget it, it's already good enough to survive. I don't dare to expect too much."
The man in fine clothes nodded slightly: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Sighing, Qu Wu organized his thoughts and recounted what happened during this period.
After listening to Qu Wu's story, Wu Shang's face turned gloomy: "So you are saying that not only did you fail to kill those two gods, but one of them was also taken away?"
"Bullshit! Trash!" Wu Shang cursed: "If I had known, I would have let you die here! What use do you have!"
The man in fine clothes didn't look good either, but he knew that even scolding Qu Wu to death wouldn't help matters now.
"I stopped her. When she was escaping, she took one of my Magic Thunder Sha attacks, so she shouldn't be able to escape far." Qu Wu tried his best to argue: "Now the Magic Thunder Sha may have attacked, and we still have hope to catch up."
The man in rich clothes softened slightly: "Do you know where the god fled to? How long did he escape?"
"Running in that direction, as for the time..." Qu Wu looked at the God Killer aside, and after getting a certain time, he estimated: "It's been more than half a day."
"That's okay. If it's as you said, she was hit by your magic thunder, she should be able to catch up." The man in the rich clothes looked at the gentle man aside: "Wushang, you take two people to chase her.
You must catch up with her! Even if you leave the Black Desert, you must chase her!"
"No matter life or death!"
"In the end, I have to wipe your butt." Wushang snorted coldly and motioned for the two God Killers to follow him: "Let's go!"
Soon the three of them turned into three rays of light and quickly disappeared into the sky.
"As for you..." The man in rich clothes looked at Qu Wu: "With so many people dead, you are indispensable if you are incompetent in doing things. Come back to the temple with me, meet the main hall master, and listen to his decision."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qu Wu was silent for a while and nodded: "Master of the Third Palace, I understand."
With the help of his companions, Qu Wu and his group flew in another direction.
Temple of Life Headquarters.
In the dark hall, there were two figures sitting opposite each other.
Between the two of them, there is a dark chessboard. There are no white stones on the board, only black stones.
A dark environment, a dark chessboard, dark chess pieces, a chess game hidden in the darkness.
There was obviously no light, but the two of them seemed to be able to see the chess game clearly. They could always judge the position of their chess pieces and kept moving their pieces to fight.
If anyone else saw it, they would definitely be confused, but the two of them have long been accustomed to it.
"Snapped."
Another chess piece fell, and one of them calmly said: "You lost."
"Yes, I lost." The person on the other side was silent for a while and sighed: "Your chess skills are getting better and better."
"After playing chess for so long, you should make some progress."
"But growing too fast is not a good thing."
Listening to the meaningful words from the other side, it was the loser's turn to be silent.
"Whether it's a good thing or not, I won't bother you to worry about it." The loser turned his attention to the besieged dragon on the opposite side: "Take care of your own chess first."
The person opposite chuckled: "I'm different from you. I can stop playing this chess game at any time."
The opponent stretched out his hand and picked up one of the chess pieces belonging to the loser.
The dragon that was surrounded and killed immediately came back to life.
"The destiny of a chess piece is to be a chess piece." The opponent shook the black piece in his hand: "It is no match for the person who plays chess."
The loser remained silent.
Suddenly, the opponent's eyes moved and he threw the chess piece away: "It seems that we can only play here today."
No movement was seen, and the whole person slowly disappeared from the spot.
After the opponent left, a bright light suddenly appeared in the entire hall, lights everywhere shone, and it suddenly became brighter.
The loser sat quietly in front of the chessboard, looking at the dragon that had escaped and ascended to heaven, with an uncertain expression.
After a while, his face calmed down.
"Come in."
The door of the main hall opened, and a man in rich clothes walked in with Qu Wu lying on a stretcher.
"Master of the main hall." The man in rich attire stepped forward and slightly saluted the chess player who was sitting quietly in the hall: "I have something important to report to you."
"explain."
"The thing is like this..."
After explaining the matter in detail, Wu Xin raised his head to look at the main hall master and asked: "Now I have asked Wu Shang to lead people to chase the god. There is a high probability that we can catch up with him."
"What's the high probability?" The master of the palace said in a calm tone, and no emotion could be heard at all.
The main hall master's words stunned Wu Xinwen. He just said it casually, and there was no specific probability.
But when the main hall master asked this, he could only bite the bullet and said: "Um, about 70 to 80%?"
"Seventy percent or eighty percent?"
"...Seventy percent."
"That is to say, there is still a 30% chance of not catching up."
The master of the main hall stood up, walked to the front of the hall, and looked down at the two of them condescendingly: "You should understand that I hate ambiguous results the most."
Wu Xin was shocked and quickly lowered his head: "It's my fault, I didn't explain the matter clearly!"
Seeing the nervous look on the man in the rich uniform, the master of the palace smiled: "Don't be nervous, I'm just joking with you. How can I still be unclear about your ability to do things?"
Wuxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not raise his head: "I just did what I was supposed to do."
The master of the main hall laughed dumbly.
Going down the stairs, the master of the main hall looked at Qu Wu who was lying on a stretcher and could not get up, and remained silent.
Qu Wu struggled to get up, but was held down by the main hall master: "Okay, don't force yourself."
After observing for a while, the master of the main hall frowned and said: "You are actually injured so badly. It seems that unless the medicine god from the divine world comes over, your legs and eyes will be useless."
"It's Qu Wu who is too useless." Qu Wu smiled bitterly and said, "If I had been more careful, it wouldn't be like this."
"They are gods after all." The master of the main hall said calmly: "Being able to suppress the evil, demon, and sea tribes with the power of one clan for so many years, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful."
"This time can be regarded as a lesson to other god-slayers. Don't think that you can despise all gods by killing a few inferior gods."
"It's just that this lesson is too profound." The third hall master sighed unintentionally: "This time we lost seven God-killers, and one who ascended to the divine level."
After looking at Qu Wu, the Third Hall Master hesitated and said, "I should say one and a half."
Qu Wu looked bitter.
"Originally, our number of God-killers and God-level warriors was not large, and it has not increased much in recent years. It is estimated that it will take a long time to recover from these lost numbers."
The master of the main hall pondered for a while: "Can we let the prepared God-killers make up for it?"
"No, they still lack the most important baptism of killing gods and cannot meet the requirements of killing gods." Wuxin shook his head: "The number of gods in the desert has decreased a lot in recent years, and we have not found a suitable target for gods."
"If you can't find it in the desert, then go look outside the desert." The master of the main hall said slowly: "It's time to put that list to use."
Wuxin was stunned and couldn't help but said: "Master of the main hall, you can't do this! It's easy to be discovered by the God Realm."
"It doesn't matter. If you find it, you will find it. Now the God Realm has no energy to take care of us."
The master of the main hall looked at Wu Xin: "What's more, if we don't take action, won't the God Realm be able to discover us? Gods have already begun to come to Yanhuang Prefecture to investigate."
"Where there is the first batch, there will be a second batch. Soon the God Realm will know about our existence."
"Rather than fall into passivity, it is better to take the initiative. Taking advantage of the fact that God Realm is currently distracted and weak, it is a good time for us to develop rapidly!"
"Pass me an order to have all the God-killers and those preparing to kill the God-killers go out and carry out the last step of the God-creation plan!"
"It's time to let the God Realm know about our existence."
"This world also has a share of our human race!"
Seeing that the master of the main hall had made up his mind, Wu Xin had no choice but to obey the order: "Yes!"
Looking at Qu Wu on the side, the master of the main hall suddenly said: "Qu Wu, how long have you been a god?"
Qu Wu was a little confused, but he still answered honestly: "Back to the main hall master, Qu Wu has been a god for thirty-four years."
"Thirty-four years... that's okay, it's not a long time." The master of the main hall murmured to himself: "The origin of the godhead has not been completely digested."
"Master of the main hall, what do you mean by this?" Qu Wu felt something bad in his heart.
"It's nothing interesting. I just feel that in such a special period, your power should be in a better place and play a better role."
"No!"
Qu Wu watched in horror as the master of the hall inserted his palm into his chest and slowly took out a heart exuding a divine aura.
"I will use your power to create another strong man who reaches the divine level. Just go ahead and do it well."
Listening to the hall master's emotionless words, Qu Wu's eyes fell into darkness.
Witnessing all this, Wu Xin was also a little surprised: "Master of the Hall, you are..."
"As you can see, even if he is rescued, he is still a useless person." The main hall master said with a cold expression: "Rather than let his power be wasted here, it is better to take it back, and maybe there will be one more person who can reach the divine level.
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"Now our temple is short of power, so we must make good use of every available power."
Unintentionally silent.
Looking at Qu Wu who had lost the breath of life, the master of the hall sighed: "Don't blame me. If it weren't for this special period, I wouldn't want to act like this."
"Originally, I was very optimistic about you becoming the next palace master."
Shaking his head, the master of the main hall stopped looking and ordered: "Wuxin, go and extract the origin of the godhead inside, find a suitable god-killer, and let him try to ascend to the divine level."
"Yes!" Wu Xin took over the heart and backed away slowly.
The entire hall fell into silence again.
Climbing up the stairs, the master of the hall returned to the chessboard again.
Suddenly, he bent down and picked up the black piece that had been thrown to the ground.
Looking at this sunspot, a mysterious smile appeared on the face of the main hall master.