Twenty-one years old? That's definitely an age that makes people stunned to numb, unless ...... It is this god-king-level powerhouse who hides his true information, you know, the god-king-level powerhouse can completely maintain his appearance, and change his body and even his face with the cooperation of energy.

Therefore, there are many god-king-level powerhouses in the Sub-God Continent who look only thirty or forty years old, but they are actually old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.

After a human warrior reaches level ten, the original average lifespan of two hundred years will increase to eight hundred to one thousand two hundred years old, and if a level ten martial artist wants to become an eleventh level god king, he needs to use the berserk beast core of the eleventh level beast king to make a final sprint, change the energy structure of the beast core, and open up a new part of the body that can store a large amount of energy.

When a tenth-level human martial artist breaks through the boundary and becomes an eleventh-level god king, then his lifespan will continue to increase, reaching at least six thousand years!

In other words, the more than 7,000 eleventh-level god kings in the current sub-god continent are actually numbers accumulated after countless years of precipitation, and if the human beings who died in this accumulation process are also counted, it will take an average of one billion people to give birth to an eleventh-level god king!

From this, it can be seen from this that a newly born eleventh-level god king means to the entire Sub-God Continent, and what does it mean to all the human beings of the Sub-God Continent!

The man instinctively characterized Wang Ming as a Wanji God King who concealed his true age, and after this level of understanding, he reluctantly accepted this unchangeable fact.

"Wanji God King, there are only more than a thousand Wanji God Kings in the entire Sub-God Continent, and each of them is the pinnacle of the Great Earthquake of the Sub-God Continent by stomping his feet...... It seems that from today onwards, this world will give birth to a pinnacle being!"

The man bit his tongue and forced himself to come to his senses, and he couldn't hide his awe and glanced at the name of this Wanji God King displayed on the screen, and he quickly got up from his chair. muttered to himself and picked up the information on his desk.

It wasn't until he had cleaned up the original messy desk that he carefully took out a thin piece of purple-gold paper from the drawer of his desk, which was specially used to report on the situation related to the God King and the God Emperor level.

The number jù fed back from the seventh city of the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom was projected onto this piece of paper, and almost instantly, all the numbers on the screen were written on this purple-gold paper.

The man carefully placed the paper on which he had counted the number of jù on the desk that had been cleaned up earlier, and then with a very gentle movement, he rolled the paper into a straight tube.

Picking up this straight tube of purple-gold paper that was as light as a feather but as heavy as Mount Tai, the man subconsciously looked up in the mirror, and then strode out of his small office.

Twenty minutes later. The materials delivered by the man himself appeared in the luxurious area at the top of the mercenary association, which was not so much an office area as a restaurant with a high style!

The decoration on this floor is absolutely luxurious, especially the carpet laid on the ground, which is actually made of the fur of the seventh-level beast Blizzard White Sheep!

However, what if it was the fur of the same seventh-level alien beast that had been laid on the ground of more than 3,700 hectares?!

This is the castle in the sky. All kinds of materials that are extremely precious in the outside world can be found everywhere here, not only that, but also in large quantities!

If all the materials used for decoration on this floor are auctioned off. The total price will not be lower than 300 billion! This is a figure that can scare people to death.

"What is this?" The top floor of the Mercenary Guild Headquarters building was frighteningly large, and it was divided into countless small cubicles with an area of about one hundred square meters, and these small cubicles were all used to entertain God-King level powerhouses.

In other words, to be able to get here. The people wearing mercenary combat uniforms on their bodies are at least god-king-level powerhouses...... At this moment, there is one wearing a silver combat uniform. The man who looked to be in his forties with a colorful badge on his chest picked up the purple-gold paper tube sent by the waiter and frowned slightly.

As one of the heads of the mercenary association, Torivaev of course knew that this was a special paper specially used to report on the situation of the god-king and god-emperor first-level powerhouses, and the reason why this expensive paper was used was not only to bring out the nobility of the god-king and god-emperor, but also to allow reviewers to find its existence at a glance and review it first-hand.

At this time, what made Torivaev feel strange was that the outside of this purple-gold paper tube was not printed with the unique logo of the god king and god emperor, so that he could not judge the situation inside the paper tube at first glance.

You must know that every recognized god king and god emperor will have a logo badge exclusive to him, and people can easily judge which god king or god emperor the person using this logo is serving through these logos, so as to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

Therefore, if a piece of purple-gold paper is not printed with the unique logo of the God King and God Emperor on the surface, then the only two possibilities are, first, the carelessness of the staff who copied this information, and the guide forgot to stamp the identification seal.

But this possibility is extremely slight or even negligible...... Because this kind of low-level mistake has only happened once in the history of the Mercenary Association! Torivaev didn't think he had such good luck that this was the second mistake in history that he would be bumped into.

Then, after ruling out the first possibility, the last one left is ...... The God King and God Emperor powerhouse recorded on this purple-gold paper is a God King and God Emperor who has not obtained a unique identity, that is to say...... A new god king may have been born in the Sub-God Continent!

Thinking of this, Torivaev's originally frowning brow suddenly loosened, his face showed irrepressible joy, grabbed the purple-gold paper tube and jumped up from the soft and comfortable sofa.

Then, he opened the purple-gold paper tube that had just been delivered, ignoring the other paper tubes that were piled up on the side...... This is also one of the functions of the purple-gold paper tube.

Soon, the purple-gold paper tube turned into purple-gold paper again, and a number of jù pieces of information appeared in Toryvaev's sight:

Name: Ming Wang

Gender: Male

Age: 21 years old

Height: 179 cm

Weight: 67 kg

Test location: City 7 Office, Max District, Dirk Kingdom

Test Results: Energy intensity 10081, energy properties unknown

Test correctness: The test platform is normal, and the test results are completely credible

"It's impossible!" Like the man in the office, Torivaev's first reaction was to question when he saw the information recorded on the purple-gold paper!

But his mental instinct was obviously much stronger than that man's, just after instinctive questioning. He quickly calmed himself down, his eyes narrowing into two gaps.

Twenty-one-year-old god king powerhouse?Twenty-one-year-old god king powerhouse?

"I guess it's an old thing that is not willing to be lonely jumped out. He smiled helplessly.

The Sub-God Continent is very large, so there are definitely a lot of hidden powerhouses, and it is not something that has never happened to suddenly pop up a god-king powerhouse.

Torivaev himself is a god-king himself, to be precise, he is the ninth-ranked god-king of all known gods!

Therefore, a god king with an energy intensity of 10081 can't make him feel too shocked. In fact, he was just a little surprised.

"How could a Myriad God King with an energy intensity of 10,081 go to a remote country like the Max Politics of the Dirk Kingdom to test his energy intensity?"

Torivaev thought for a moment, then looked up at the waiter standing outside the door and ordered, "Connect to the office of City No. 7 of the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom." ”

"Yes, His Majesty the God of Torivaev. The waiter outside the door complied.

Soon, detailed information about Wang Ming was brought to Toryvaev. When the waiter brought him a small stack of materials, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. The reason for the dismayation is that this stack of materials is so thin, so thin that there are only three sheets of paper!

You must know that every god king will inadvertently leave a lot of information in the process of his growth. These materials record their growth process, but also record the glorious moments of their lives.

Even if it was a rudimentary-level God King whose energy intensity had just reached the 7801st Age, his data would definitely not add up to less than a thousand! They all grew up in the tempering of life and death, and no one can achieve it overnight.

In fact, when the waiter went to retrieve the information, Torivaev was even ready for a long fight. I plan to spend a few hours getting to know the newly born God King of the Ten Thousand Ages.

However, the truth is so ridiculous, a Wanji God King has left information in the Mercenary Association. There are only ridiculous three pieces of paper! What is this? Torivaev could not imagine.

Reaching out and grabbing the three thin pieces of purple-gold paper on the waiter's tray, except for one of the materials that had been recorded at the headquarters, the remaining two were the materials that had just been transmitted back from the No. 7 City Office of the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom.

Torivaev frowned slightly, and gently flipped through the three pieces of information in his hand, and found that the newly born Wanji God King could find very little information!

The first purple-gold paper records the personal number jù about Wang Ming, which indicates that Wang Ming was born twenty-one years ago, and his hometown is in the nineteenth city of the Max political district of the Dirk Kingdom, which is a quiet small mountain village.

However, the beast plague that broke out fifteen years ago broke the tranquility of that small mountain village, because at that time, when the beast plague broke out in the beast forest near the nineteenth city, due to the lack of preparation in all aspects, a team of hundreds of third- and fourth-level beasts rushed out of the defense line and broke into the mountain village.

As a result, the entire mountain village was washed in the blood of alien beasts, and the various defensive weapons installed in the mountain village could not stop the progress of hundreds of alien beasts.

In other words, Wang Ming's origin is no longer exquisite, and after the entire mountain village was washed in the blood of foreign beasts, he became an orphan, an orphan wandering the streets of various cities.

There is no doubt that this is a piece of information full of loopholes, but in the absence of evidence, it is impossible to verify it at all, Wang Ming said that he is an orphan, then he is an orphan.

Compared to the brilliance of a Wanji God King, few people pay attention to his origins, because there is no doubt that he is indeed a human, and as long as he is human............ Who cares where you were born, and who cares if you've faked your own information?

Therefore, after just glancing at Wang Ming's background information, Torivaev put the first purple-gold paper on the coffee table in front of him, and then set his eyes on the second purple-gold paper.

In this second record of purple-gold paper, Wang Ming's general situation is presented. And what really made Torivaev smile......

"I registered a mercenary eight months ago, and it took me one day to hunt a hundred third-level alien beasts and twenty second-level alien beasts, and after completing the promotion of the bronze medal mercenary, I disappeared for a full eight months before I suddenly appeared in the seventh city of the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom. ”

Torivaev looked at the information recorded on the paper, a slightly playful smile appeared on his face, and he muttered: "Where have you been in the past eight months? What did you do before you registered as a mercenary? Why did you choose to be silent before, but then suddenly broke out? Moreover, you still chose such a ridiculous identity to expose yourself!"

"Twenty-one-year-old Wanji God King, hehe, the creator of the Sub-God Continent obviously did not give the geniuses of the Sub-God Continent such qualifications. Well, the only explanation is ......"

A dazzling light erupted from his slightly narrowed eyes, and Torivaev said firmly, "This is definitely an old thing that is not less than a thousand years old! Twenty-one years old? He's joking with us!"

Thinking that he had found the biggest flaw in the matter, Torivaev was in a much better mood, he put down the second purple-gold paper, looked at the content recorded on the last purple-gold paper, and showed a bright smile.

"Killing 23,800 alien beasts below level 5 in one day, this Wang Ming is either a genius or a madman!" He felt that his interest in Wang Ming had greatly increased, a god king with clear energy exceeding ten thousand years. There is still leisure to go to a fifth-level beast forest to hunt strange beasts?

Didn't he know that with his strength, entering the ninth-level beast forest and casually hunting dozens of ninth-level beasts, not only could the points obtained catch up with all the gains of the fifth-level beast forest, but more importantly. Will the amount of money he can get be much higher than the total amount of the fifth-level beast forest?

Torivaev had never heard of Wang Ming's name, but in his heart, he subconsciously classified Wang Ming into the sequence of battle madmen, only this kind of madman. will kill into the fifth-level beast forest to vent his desire to fight, or ...... Perverted sadistic pleasure!

"Prepare the flying machine, in half an hour I will go to the seventh city of the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom!" put down the only three pieces of information about Wang Ming. Torivaev got up and asked the waiter outside the door...... In addition, notify the No. 7 City Office and let them keep Wang Mingshenwang. Wait for me to pass. ”

“………… Yes, the crown of the revered god Torivaev. The waiter outside the door complied.

"Your Majesty the Honorable King Mingshen, this is already the best combat uniform we have here. In the office of the Mercenary Association in City No. 7 on the second floor of the No. 7 City Administration Building in the Max Political District of the Dirk Kingdom, the red-haired woman looked at Wang Ming without tears and said cautiously.

At this time, on the counter, five sets of combat uniforms, or rather, tattered combat uniforms, had been placed.

"These are already the best?" Wang Ming's brows couldn't help frowning, and he looked at the five sets of torn combat uniforms with some disappointment, and asked, "So, is there anything better besides these?"

"No ......" the red-haired woman instinctively shook her head and said, because she was really scared by Wang Ming These five sets of combat uniforms with a total value of more than six billion divine coins were actually scrapped directly after being put on by Wang Ming.

Whether it is an intermediate 7th generation combat uniform or an advanced 4th generation combat uniform, no set of combat uniforms can survive intact in Wang Ming's real yàn!

Seeing Wang Ming's unconcealable disappointment, the red-haired woman couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, you know, offending a Wanji God King is definitely a very terrible thing.

Even if this Wanji God King seems to be a good-tempered guy, no one dares to disrespect him because he has a good temper, because that is an absolute death-seeking behavior!

Every mercenary who wears the badge will be protected by the laws of each country and the mercenary association, and even these mercenaries have the power to execute ordinary people who offend him.

Therefore, the mercenary wearing the micro badge is the privileged class of the Subgod Continent, and he is a big man in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, compared to the mercenary who wore the micro seal, the privileges of a Wanji God King were obviously even more outrageous............ The Wanji God King could even kill anyone he could for no reason, even if the other party was a Red Seal mercenary!

Therefore, in the face of a Wanji God King wearing a gold medal, the pressure is definitely far greater than facing a mercenary wearing a red medal. Because the powerhouse of the god king level is the most precious resource of the sub-god continent!

If sacrificing tens of millions of people at a critical moment can save a god-king-level powerhouse, then anyone with this power will not hesitate for a moment, because this is the rule of the Sub-God Continent.

Hearing the red-haired woman's somewhat trance answer, Wang Ming nodded slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to this matter, but just said: "Count the combat uniforms that were broken before, and settle the settlement." ”

"Huh?" the red-haired woman came to her senses, not only was her hair red. Even her cheeks were a little red, and she hurriedly said, "Honorable Wang Mingshen Wang Crown, I think you misunderstood what I meant. ”

"What?" Wang Ming was a little strange.

"One of the rules of the Mercenary Association is that any combat uniform that is damaged after the normal use test in the office hall will be borne by the Mercenary Association, so you do not need to settle the loss of the previous five sets of combat uniforms. ”

The red-haired woman calmed down for a moment and said respectfully: "In addition, I mean that there are no higher-level combat uniforms in the office, but in the Wangcheng Office of the Dirk Kingdom, there are still high-level combat uniforms there. If you need it, we can dispatch it immediately. ”

"Also, in the middle of the Sub-God Continent, stands on the top of the mountain in the headquarters of the Mercenary Association. In addition to the high-end 7th generation combat uniforms, there are also some special, high-strength combat uniforms, but the price of each set is more than 50 billion divine coins. ”

She looked at Wang Ming. He said, "Moreover, we don't have the right to transfer that kind of combat uniform, and we need you to go to the headquarters in person under the crown of the God King." I am sure that you will be treated to the highest standard there. ”

"Your Majesty, if you still have some free time, please take a break in the VIP area. At this time, a female staff member hurriedly ran over, panted slightly, bowed to Wang Ming and said, "His Majesty the Divine King Torivaev will come to the office in an hour, he ...... He wants to meet you!"

This was the first time Wang Ming had seen a human head powerhouse standing at the peak of the sub-god realm, an eleventh-level god king powerhouse with a godhead.

Godhead is a unique way of cultivation here, if you want to have the strength of a demigod, you must have a godhead, the so-called godhead here is naturally a godhead, and a small number of powerful god-king powerhouses are also fused with godhead.

The special combat uniform blended perfectly with his figure, this was an eleventh-level God King powerhouse who looked only in his forties, but was actually more than three thousand years old, a super powerhouse who ranked ninth among all God King powerhouses!

Wang Ming fell on Toryvaev's body with an inquiring gaze, and found that the man in front of him who seemed to be very friendly with a smile on his face exuded a lofty temperament invisibly, and the seemingly friendly smile seemed to have been transformed into a kind of confident release.

He is like an unsheathed treasure knife, and his whole body exudes the temperament of who is competing with each other, but Wang Ming found a fatal problem............ Using the eleventh-level Beast King's Raging Beast Core to transform the godhead to break through the tenth-level boundary, it seems to have assimilated his entire person!

Wang Ming felt in him a tyrannical aura that could only be felt on alien beasts, and although he controlled it very well, the looming fluctuations still aroused Wang Ming's vigilance.

This is the side effect of the godhead, although the human powerhouses of the Sub-God Continent can break through the barrier with the help of the Berserk Beast Core, they are also affected by the deeper invisible damage of the Alien Beast Core, and their souls are being eroded by the Beast Core all the time!

The ancestors in the Origin World had already reached the level of immortality of the soul, while the ancestors on the Sub-God Continent had given their souls for the sake of power............

Vaguely, Wang Ming thought of some key questions, but when he wanted to dig deeper, he could no longer find any traces of the past. (To be continued......)