Mosok, among the towering palaces.

In the roughly decorated room, Xia Dong is lying quietly on the big bed and sleeping, now he is both a god and not exactly a god, although he has a complete divinity, but he has no priesthood, and the godhead is only partial, and more importantly, his soul is not strong enough, so he needs to sleep from time to time.

In addition, he has to spend his divine power every day recently, activating the senses of hundreds of immortals, so he is very tired.

Outside the door, there were several carefully selected Templar Knights as guards, and as undead creatures, they could remain motionless like statues while on duty.

Along the corridor, you can see a lot of ghosts hovering and flying, these gray-white translucent guys finally got Xia Dong's permission to come out of the dead and silent revenant space, for most of them who have regained their senses, of course, Mosok is much more interesting.

Below the palace, the city has become a lot more noisy, due to the large number of undead have regained their sensory abilities, so all kinds of daily necessities, food and even recreational goods have begun to enter the circulation, but so far, due to the lack of production, Mosok materials are still very scarce, so there are many undead who are studying whether to reclaim the plains outside the city and plant something.

In this regard, Xia Dong has nodded in agreement, but the embarrassing thing is that there seems to be no crop that can survive thousands of meters above sea level.

In the face of the transformation of the original fortress into a livable city, and the original cold-blooded soldiers began to be transformed into weak human beings, Flora and Lytia both disagreed, but it was a pity that Xia Dong was extremely tough, so they could only cultivate harder, in order to go to the Belize Plain as soon as possible to vent.

The recent experiences have caused their hearts to be full of depression and anger, and once they are released, it is conceivable what tragic fate will happen to the poor Calests.

Suddenly, a white figure fell from the sky and landed in the palace garden.

Feeling the breath of a fatalistic predator, the whole city was boiling, but fortunately, the undead and the undead who had recovered their senses knew that this god of fate was still an ally of the master for the time being, so they tried their best to suppress those monsters who only had instincts.

Also disturbed by this breath, Xia Dong opened his eyes suddenly, his mind moved, and he had already appeared in the garden, looking at the commotion of the whole city, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the huge revenant space behind him unfolded, suppressing the bright aura that came instinctively.

The god of fate also knew his motives, so he didn't resist, and didn't care about the other party's actions, his eyes swept over the quiet creatures, and he said with interest: "It seems that you are much more interesting than the previous god of death." ”

"You're a lot better than the other two, too." Shrugging, Xia Dong replied.

Finding the shogi on the round table, the god of fate stepped out in one step, and the next moment he was already sitting on the stone chair, waving his hand, and all the chess pieces instantly returned to their places, "How about it, are you interested?" ”

Also teleporting to the chair, Xia Dong's mind moved, and a chess piece had already jumped out a few steps, "I need your help with something." ”

Controlling the chess pieces to move, the expression of the god of fate remained unchanged, "I'm very interested in things that can make the god of death speak, could it be that I am asked to find someone?" Were the last few of your voters traded with Safron? "Because Cynthia's three daughters now have a very close relationship with Xia Dong, it is not an exaggeration to call them voters.

"Well, that's it." The other party was able to guess it, and Xia Dong was not surprised.

Eating one of his pawns, the god of fate pondered for a moment, "Actually, I have predicted it a few times, but the results are very hazy, they don't seem to be in this crystal wall, seeing that you attach so much importance to them, they are your relatives?" After Safron divined, he had told the three gods in detail about the matter through prayers, so he naturally knew the characteristics of Hua Wei and the others.

Quite surprised by this result, Xia Dong didn't expect that even the god of fate couldn't predict the exact result, so he thought about it and said, "Can you give me the method of prophecy, I want to try it myself." "His priesthood has been assigned to the third daughter, so he can't understand any magic except for his natural ability.

casually divided the Dao Divine Thought, threw it to Xia Dong, and the God of Fate continued to manipulate the chess pieces.

After that, the two concentrated on the game, and the result was naturally a big defeat for Xia Dong, after all, he was just a novice, and he usually just relied on his powerful computing power to bully Abraham, but it was not enough to face the god of fate of the same level.

At the end of the chess game, the god of fate left a sentence, "Your three subordinates should go to Belize as soon as possible, there has been a stalemate over there for too long." Then he vanished.

Sitting on the spot and thinking for a while, Xia Dong summoned his subordinates through his divine thoughts, and soon, the three of them rushed to the garden.

Looking at the few people who were half-kneeling in front of them, after this period of hard work, they were finally able to roughly control their strength, but the palpitating momentum was even more turbulent.

Xia Dong organized words in his heart for a moment, and slowly spoke: "You went to the Belize Plains this time, mainly to help the Holy Alliance defeat Calest's army and help them regain their lost territory, but I hope you don't kill too much unless necessary, especially Lydia, you don't make a bunch of strange things again." ”

Hearing the roll call, Lytia, who was a mixture of holiness and cruelty, bowed her head and replied respectfully, "As you wish." But there is another thought in her heart, the master only said not to make a bunch, then I will control it.

With one-third of the priesthood, coupled with the power of faith, the strength of Lytia and the others is now close to that of a demigod, so Xia Dong can't fail to see through their inner thoughts, just when they all agree, and he is deeply confident in their loyalty, he should really put his mind at ease.

After thinking about it, he instructed again: "Calester also has a few demigods, you must be very careful, don't be reckless, and let them go if the situation is not right, they should not be wiped out." ”

For this, none of the three girls listened to it in their hearts, and they were moved, but now their strength is increasing every moment, where will there be any fear, and if they really work together, they will not necessarily be afraid of the upper demigods.

When the third daughter left, Xia Dong stood on the balcony of the garden and began to think about his own thoughts.

If even the god of fate can't find the whereabouts of his parents Hua Wei, what can he do? Do you really want to destroy the world?

Spreading out his palm, a purple ball of light suddenly appeared in his palm, and as the energy operated in a mysterious way, he gradually felt as if he had resonated with some unknown existence, which was the method he had given by the god of fate to begin to predict the whereabouts of his parent Hua Wei......

An hour later, Xia Dong reluctantly put away the spell, he was only a novice in prophecy, even if he had the identity of a god, he only got the result that his parents were not in the realm of this world.