"This is the tribal leader of the merman clan, and when they heard that Mr. Du was back, they rushed over to give gifts. And then there's us Nezumi, which is the sacrificial instrument of grace left behind by our ancestors: the teeth of our ancestors. Please be sure to accept it. In the future, no matter what identity Mr. Du uses, no matter where he is, as long as you show this tooth, the nezumi clan will not hesitate to die to serve you. The rat-man pulled out an ancient rat tooth.

"This is our Divine Grace Sacrifice, please accept it." A black shark man of a different color from the blue shark man stepped forward and took out an ancient shark scale.

Dunant looked at the representatives of the two races, thought about it, and accepted it.

He'd taken something like this before...... The 'Ghost Spotted Skin' of the Ghost Ape Clan is proof of racial friendliness. I believe that these two things are a little heavier and more useful. On the other hand, in fact, the rat and the merman have no one to rely on, and it is not easy to have such a 'help' of their own. At this time, Dunant didn't know that it was good for a humble race to have a friend who could 'look at each other', so why not ask for more. In the upper echelons of the interior, ordinary people see the rats no different from seeing rats, except for disdain or disdain.

Dunant looked at them without color, and the rat and shark people were already grateful.

Moreover, they have received this great favor.

"I need your help to inquire about two things." Dunant was also polite, he knew that asking the rats to do things was an act of 'trust'.

"Speak, please." The white rat man and the black shark man responded excitedly.

"First of all, this coin with a 'smile' on one side and a cry on the other...... It's called the 'Drama God Coin'. Inquire where it has been found, and remember not to venture into it. The god of drama is a great god who likes to play pranks, try to be so mindful, and it is not something you can provoke after death. Dunant pulled out the God of Drama coin, a small trophy from the Star Thief Realm.

The white rat man and the black shark man heard the word 'great god'. The body trembled slightly.

I was relieved to hear that I was "as long as the news".

"The second thing is to inquire which deity has the 'Light God Divine Vein'. Remember, just ask, don't touch or disturb. They must be very powerful beings, and it is easy for you to go wrong when you get closer. As long as I hear the news, I'll take care of the rest. One more thing. Do not let anyone know that you are inquiring about the Light God Divine Lineage, or there may be danger. Dunant said solemnly.

The white rat man and the black mermaid nodded.

It sounds like it's a bit simpler, just ask for news.

With the groups of the rat people and the merman clan, it is believed that it will not be difficult to inquire about a piece of news. The human gods don't hide much about the power of their own divine veins, and a lot of the time they have to 'show' their power to intimidate the surrounding crumbs. What's more, the Nezumi and the Sharks are a large race and have little fear of death. Able to give back to their benefactors, they are happy to do their best.

That's all down.

Dunant also did not refuse the celebration of the rat people and the sharks. They have suffered for too long, and it is strange that they have a chance to turn over and not celebrate.

Because of the 'adventures' of the Aquagod Star Realm, Dunant is not distracted by the existence of this lowest level.

On the contrary, this kind of 'land base' general life race has an inexplicable sense of familiarity. A long, long time ago, I was this kind of 'little role', because of some kind of chance and some kind of luck I was able to set foot on the top of the clouds. Looking at the higher inner realm, perhaps in the eyes of some beings, they are still very small existences.

Next.

For dozens of days, Dunant did not leave the Black Hive Inner Domain.

Some things don't happen in one step. He declared that the 'Traveler' was searching for the Black Lair, and that it was never just a turn and a walk. That's too suspicious. Clearing the black smoke wyvern is not a matter of ten days and half a month, and the black nest is not a cave. It is the inner world of supergiant star chips. Theoretically, the space here could fit dozens of small planets.

If it weren't for the large number of treasure hunters, I don't know how long it would take to clean it up by myself.

Of course, staying is not the same as leisure.

Condensing the great godhead of the god of water, Dunant has been 'sleeping' in the water god star realm for one hundred and twenty years. The wind, the fire, are left. With the four great godheads of earth and thunder, Dunant definitely didn't want to spend the same amount of time. If you have the experience of the last time, it will be much smoother in the future.

But, but. But...... The private astral plane is 'the one who chooses the Lord'!

Dunant didn't want to get the Vulcan Godhead, but he didn't get the Vulcan Astral Boundary. Five elemental powers, five astral ...... He had to get it all!

I vaguely feel that if I can't even do this, I am not qualified to listen to the spatial power of the 'Creator Father'.

Try and try, try and try.

Eventually, Dunant was able to cut out a portion of his soul and condense it into the true form of 'Firerunner, Windranger, Landwalker, and Boy Dorey', and enter the world of 'starting from scratch' in his place. In the process, Dunant unwittingly dispatches the only known divine power: dreams! Dunant then watched as 'himself' entered a world of mudstone as a landwalker and was born as a seed buried deep in the ground. At this moment, not to mention absorbing the power to evolve and grow, I don't know how long it will take to sprout and take root and stick out of the ground.

Reborn in another identity and another life, Dunant was unable to catalyze it...... This seed must slowly go through its own growth.

Little by little, one year and one month.

Dunant didn't know when he would be 'recognized', only that it must be 'natural', and there was no power to push it forward. In his heart, he is also looking forward to this innate growth, waiting for the unknown transformation in the future.

Relative.

Another identity, 'Firewalker', was born as a flame. After absorbing other flames, it turned into a small firefly in less than three days, and after more than ten days of growth, it was already a small fire beast. The first time he took to the sky, Dunant saw that the whole world was burning. There was no dirt, no plants, only flames, only a stream of water and flames, and the incandescent crystals occupied by unimaginably powerful divine beasts.

In other words.

There is only gaseous fire, liquid fire and solid fire here.

To put it simply.

There is only 'fire' here.

All matter is fire, all energy is fire, and all life is still fire...... The only thing you need to do to survive here is to eat the other party's flames.

The other identity, the Windranger, has suffered a more bizarre situation than pure fire: in a world where everything is in place. From the very beginning, he became a supreme being. A wave of the hand can turn over the mountains and mountains, and a palm can push the sea and waves. All the spirits on the ground can only bow down and tremble in the face of their majesty, and none of them can resist.

However, there are two very strange things that are puzzling.

One, you can't form yourself.

Originally, with this supreme power, it was easy to transform into ten thousand forms. But Dunant has never been able to 'recognize' what he is. I can also say that I don't know what it should be like to be born in this world. Humanoid, beast, tree, or...... Invisible? No matter how hard he tries, Dunant just can't change his appearance, and can only exert his supreme divine power in a very muddy state.

Second, there are countless 'gods' of equal existence here, and you can't do anything directly with them yourself.

Transcendent powers don't produce any effect. It was as if between the gods and the gods, no force could be touched. Until a dozen days later. Dunant was harmed by another god: he drove a horde of wild beasts and killed dozens of primitive humans under his control.

At this time, Dunant learned about the method of fighting between the gods and the gods.

After the death of some of the royal people and the herd, and feeling a little 'weak', Dunant knew what the way to grow and grow stronger.

At this time.

If the three 'true bodies' of Land Walker, Firewalker and Windranger all have a little clue, then the identity of Dulei's son is: clueless. At the beginning of its birth, it was a small ball of energy. I felt that all around, up, down, left and right, were all dark night sky. Not even a star. At this time, the only thought in my heart is...... Desperately flee away from this dark world.

And then. Dunant turned into a meteor point of light and shot desperately in one direction.

It took more than a month to fly.

Boredom was about to go crazy, and when he was about to break up, Dunant felt that he was a little 'stronger'. In the process of this rapid travel, his speed increased a little, and his strength also increased a little...... Very faintly. It is impossible to find it in normal times. But Dunant survived and didn't self-destruct and die because he went crazy.

Can't get out of the dark? Perhaps, it's not fast enough.

With this in mind.

Two months later, a faintly dazzling thunderbolt finally rushed to the bright place. It can also be said that his current strength can finally see other existences. Unfortunately, this period of 'survival time' was very short. Just seeing a world full of thunder and constant battles, immediately, Dunant was struck by a larger lightning bolt, which was scattered and fragmented, and had turned back into a small ball of energy from before.

What shocked Dunant even more was that there seemed to be a similar figure at that glance...... No, there are robot-like shadows.

And you're just a wisp of energy on a war machine?

Thinking of this, Dunant's deity was truly shocked. Because he has the Aqua God Realm, he knows very well that this realm of 'rebirth from zero' is real. Turning himself into a seed, he is in a corner of the Sagod realm. Transformed into a small fire beast himself, he also fought in the Vulcan Star Boundary.

Those fighting machines in the Thor Star Realm, they all exist.

Moreover, they are fighting!

Suddenly, Dunant suddenly had an indescribable feeling: with just a small seed, even if he knew what he was, under the rule of this entire astral plane, how could he obtain the divine power of 'it'? If the seed can still grow into a towering tree, then how can a wisp of electricity in turn 'dominate' the Thor's Star Boundary?

Now I am not hundreds of millions of mechanical warriors, just a wisp of energy in their bodies...... Or the kind that will die at any time.

To what extent do you have to be able to take control of yourself?

Growing from a small cell to an ancestral sea dragon, Dunant found the test to be relatively simple. Although he is far from being the strongest in the Water God Star Realm, at least he has obtained its dominance. Now, except for the Firewalker's 'True Body', there is a little bit of a future...... In the Sagod Star Realm, he is just a seed, in the Anemo Star Realm, he is just a steward of a primitive tribe, in the Thor Star Realm, Nima, robots are not counted, no, the battery is small, just a wisp of electricity.

Normal messing, how many years do you have to be mixed?

Now, Dunant knows why other martial gods of terroir, water, and fire don't have 'divine power'. Let's not talk about whether you are qualified to enter this state, and even if you can, how long can you persevere? 10,000 years, 100 million years? If you have this kind of pain time to cultivate other aspects, you will already be famous and profitable.

Thinking of the other 'gods' in the Anemo Star Realm, Dunant believed that it was not other martial gods.

Because.

In just three or four months, he has accumulated more than 200 'deaths'...... No, it should be said that the royal clan was wiped out more than 200 times. Except for the original heroes of the Fengshen Star Realm, can the other martial gods stand this kind of 'blood abuse'?

No way! (To be continued.) )