After some reminiscence, Ling still left alone, not only because Huang's physical condition still needs to be adjusted for a while, but also because it is better for Ling to do it alone.

After Huang successfully awakened, his strength crossed from the legendary middle level to the demigod in an instant, which is not unprecedented, but such a big leap in promotion is a good thing for strength, but it also hides a big hidden danger.

In history, there have been many people who have been promoted by leaps and bounds by the strength of their predecessors, but most of them have not been able to control their own strength well, and they have not been able to exert their full strength in the process of fighting, and in the end they will either die in battle or be eaten by their own strength.

Therefore, Huang had to stay in the human dragon dimension and meditate in the Valley of the Ancestors to follow the elders of the clan to practice, although those elders may not be as strong as Huang, but their understanding of power can indeed help Huang consolidate his state.

In order to upgrade the legendary weapon 'Determination' in her hand, Ling decided to go to the dimension that sealed the Demon King Durell and kill Dureil, although Durell didn't provoke herself, and it didn't seem to have done anything bad, which made Ling feel a little ashamed when she acted.

Sometimes what you do is not about justice, but just about your own interests.

......

"Terry...... Michael Seniors. Ling found Michael, who was preaching everywhere, but in fact, he was not preaching, but he was saving people everywhere and preaching justice.

After all, there is nothing better than an angel descending from the sky to bring justice to you and bring justice to the perpetrator when encountering a major problem.

But all the people who have been rescued by Michael have more or less some faith in the God of Justice, who is very unfamiliar to them, although they may not be very firm, but at least there are signs of faith. Perhaps the God of Justice himself doesn't care about this.

Although the God of Justice comes from the embodiment of "Justice" in the Source of the World, and "Justice" is also one of the cognitions that exist widely in living beings, it is logical that the God of Justice should be a god of faith, and in fact it is, but he, like the gods of nature, does not accept the power of faith of believers.

As for why, the god of justice does not say, but many gods can think of it.

The reason why justice is called justice is because it will not change because of the external situation, nor will it change because of someone's will, just things are justice, and it has nothing to do with the object, bad people may do righteous things, and good people may also do unjust things.

In order to maintain the purity of his faith, the God of Justice refuses to use the power of faith that he has acquired, even if it can strengthen his strength a lot, but for the God of Justice, not being disturbed by the distractions in the power of faith is what he needs to do.

The gods change the beliefs of believers, and the beliefs of believers will also subtly affect the gods, more than one god of the good camp has deviated because of the too many and too many believers blessed, but few gods of the evil camp have changed their camp because of the influence of believers.

It's easy to learn badly, but it's hard to learn well.

"Hmm...... Duriel?" Michael couldn't help but recall what he looked like back then, when he was far less powerful than he is now, and although he is not his strongest moment today, he is already very powerful.

At the beginning, because of his lack of ability, he could only seal Durier, and this matter has been in the back of his mind for a long time, and he has forgotten that he still has such a stubble thing, if Ling can take action to eliminate Durier, it will also be a good choice.

"That seal isn't too hard to reach, but you have to make sure you can kill it," Michael told Michael, who didn't want to bother with Durrell anymore, but that didn't mean he didn't think it mattered if Durreel ran around.

Duriel is a distraction of the first generation of Dark Lords, and it is impossible to be a good thing, in fact, Duriel's clone often breaks out of the seal, and he has done a lot of bad things, but every time he comes out, he will be repelled by the powerhouses of that dimension.

So while always swaggering out, it was always difficult to deal with, and it was not easy, plus the seal was in disrepair, and the number of times Durrell came out became more and more frequent.

"After killing Durrell, you must shatter its will core, which should not be manifested, or another 'Durrell' will be born. "Michael told Ling that there is a core of will in Duriel's body, which is the embodiment of the "pain" in the soul of the first generation of Dark Gods, that is, the source of Dureil's power, and if it is not broken, then this core will give birth to a 'Dureel' again.

That huge and ugly body is just a skin, and the real Durrell is not a certain race, but the embodiment of will, but it just so happened to choose the body of that race.

"Although I don't know about that god craftsman, I want you to be vigilant, a demon king's body is not something that a god craftsman can easily deal with. Michael pointed out without hesitation that it is completely unnecessary for a god craftsman to use the body of a "demon king", although there are not many zergs in the world with such a powerful body, but it is not nothing.

Ling felt a pang in her heart and secretly wrote it down.

Ling said goodbye to Michael, and came to that dimension alone, now he doesn't need to use the ability of "breaking the light", and the "broken light" of the divine sword is also easy, after all, Ling is not the master of the divine sword, every time he uses the divine sword, he needs the assistance of the machine spirit, but the strength of the machine spirit is also limited, so it is naturally best to be able not to move.

With the infinite use of the "Feather Sacred Realm", Ling cut through the space and came directly to that dimension.

Far more desolate than imagined, although the "Nephiten" here is a very powerful race, and the most powerful existence among them can even wrestle with Duriel, but maybe it is because it is too powerful, so they do not pay attention to construction, right?

Ling walked on a dirt road, if it was a human society, this road should be a stone road, but unfortunately this is not the case, and the grass next to it is also full of potholes, apparently there was a battle here not long ago.

Ling flicked his hand and flew away with a spike that flew towards him.

Then a feather appeared in his hand, and it came out of his hand, killing the huge mouse with pin-and-needle hair that had stolen at him on the side of the road.

"That's big enough. Ling sighed, she didn't expect such a big mouse.

On a road, there will be an attack by "monsters", obviously this is not a problem of construction, but the people of this dimension live in a place where the order is not so good. They're probably still struggling to stay alive, right?

Ling didn't stop, although Michael explained the place to him, but he didn't give him a space anchor, and he didn't know if he forgot or had some other plans, but for an envoy whose strength was the peak of divine power, it was unlikely to be the former.

Soon Ling confirmed his conjecture, he saved a group of people, he heard the sound of fighting, and then quickly arrived to get down to the group of "humans" surrounded by monsters, although it was still a step too late, only a part of the people were saved, but it was better than all of them dying in this wilderness.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving your life. The man in the lead looked very sad, they had lost many brothers and sisters in this battle, and this monster riot was obviously a little more violent than the previous ones.

After packing up their things and burning their partner's corpse, the group took Ling to their "city". The reason why Ling chose to burn the corpse is also understandable, looking at the undead skeletons that appear from time to time on both sides of the road, it is obvious that if you bury your companion, then it will be transformed into skeletons in a short time.

The skeletons in this place are very strange, and even Ling doesn't feel that anyone is controlling the skeletons here, but there are still "necromancers" in this group of people, but people don't seem to reject them, obviously agreeing with this profession, but their skeletons are all summoned from the corpses of monsters.

Said to be a city, in fact, Ling's first impression was a larger marching camp, and even the wall was very simple wooden stakes and mud, and even Ling felt that this wall was more than her own foot.

Manpower is very insufficient, Ling observed and concluded that the purpose of the group of people he rescued was to clean up the monsters around the camp and ensure the safety of the camp, and most of the people in the camp were old, weak, sick and disabled, and some of them may have good strength, but because of the battle, they have become all kinds of disabilities, and they can build the camp like this, which is already a very good performance.

"Is there something Your Excellency is here for?" the lead man invited Ling to his home, and then asked, he felt that Ling's strength was obviously not the person who should live in this camp.

In this dimension, there are a total of five large cities, and this camp is the smallest one, and the people in the other cities are all out of this camp, and they are also the elite warriors of the Nephitians in this dimension, who are responsible for fighting against more powerful monsters and fighting for greater living space for the race.

And the young people in this camp will march with the team to more dangerous places after reaching a certain stage of strength, but this process has been going on for an unknown number of years, but there is still no end to this cause. Many ordinary people have become numb, they cultivate and produce like machines, and only every time they repel an attacking monster, they cheer like a living person.

This is the Dark Dimension, a place where there is no hope, but there is still a lot to try.