Chapter 1: Huihe
Dick scrutinized the silver disc in his hand, about the size of a palm, delicate in appearance, shiny and shiny, engraved with golden lines, and the lines were much thinner than a hair.
"Magic Array. Dick muttered to himself.
Dick is no longer the stupid boy who didn't know anything about the knowledge of the divine realm and had to ask Dimihera about everything, reading is what he spends the most time doing besides cultivation. And whether it was the collection of books on the third floor of the God of War Temple, or the books he purchased in Star Source City, he would not lack a source of knowledge.
Reading the accumulated knowledge, he could see at a glance the origin of the objects in front of him.
The more advanced the magic array, the longer it will take to arrange it, and it will be of little use in actual combat. However, the craftsmen and formation masters of the Hell Plane, led by Dan Renfuer, solved this problem through the "Magic Array Disk", sealing the complex magic array into the array plate with secret methods and suitable materials, and only need to input divine power to cast a powerful magic array during the battle.
Dick felt a chill in his heart, if the sea god used this array disk in the battle, then it was really unknown who would kill the deer.
Putting the array disk into the space bag, Dick hesitated to go to the bottom of the sea to take out the godhead of the sea god, but soon he shook his head and smiled, after all, it is a generation of gods, let him keep a whole corpse. And Saraquis in the hellish plane should be tired of waiting, he really shouldn't waste his time.
Leave the Godhead in Karimodan, and perhaps a lucky person will become a god in thousands of years.
Thinking of this, Dick no longer hesitated, and he stretched out his hands. The pure divine power of the Dao Dao flowed out like a trickle of water from between the ten fingers, condensing but not dissipating. sketched a huge magic array,
When zuihou a magic symbol takes shape. The entire magic array emitted a silvery-white light, and the light suddenly flourished, illuminating Dedick's figure a little blurred. When the light converged, both the magic circle and Dick disappeared in place.
Hell, sailing in the cabin of the ship "Polaris" in the boundless ocean. Without warning, a silvery-white light flickered, and Dick's figure emerged.
Saraquis sat right in front of him. With a mouth full of big teeth, his face is not good, and his eyes are gloomy. The heavenly momentum emanated from his body. Like a storm crashing on the shore, it enveloped Dick on the opposite side, and Dick only felt as if a thousand pounds of boulder were pressing on his chest, and even breathing became difficult.
"Lord Saraquis, I have important matters to attend to, and I have to go to the mortal realm. Dick stiffened, "And now I'm back." ”
"Lord Dick, you should be glad. Salaquis said this without a head or tail, but Dick did not dare to ask, so he could only stand quietly aside.
Saraques stuck out his long tongue and licked his fangs. Then he said, "If you don't break through the Divine Realm, I definitely don't mind feeding your Excellency to fish. ”
Dick was silent, and Saraqis sat up straight, his wings stretched behind his back. Then he said, "But your Excellency, don't think that my patience will always be so good, if there is a next time for this kind of thing, I will not tell you to go back again." Rather, it leaves you where you are forever, in the form of a corpse. Got it?"
"Understood. Dick was angry. But he still answered.
"Very well, I hope you have a good memory. Salaquis laughed. Then he stood up, turned and walked out of the cabin.
It wasn't until Saraqis had long been gone that Dick felt the momentum that enveloped him fade away, and he sat down on the ground in collapse, gasping for breath, his forehead already wet with sweat, and strands of brown hair sticking to it. The power of the true god is by no means something that the lower gods can easily resist.
Dick adjusted his breath and closed his eyes to take a closer look, listening to the prayers of the believers and gathering any useful information. By listening to his followers, he learned that the Kraken Legion had been completely defeated after the death of the Sea God, and the Kraken King was dead. This relieved him.
Time passed slowly, silently, and according to the time of the mortal plane, it was already dozens of dawns and dusks.
At the end of the boundless ocean, the shadow of the continent finally emerged, and Dick stood at the bow of the ship, watching with his own eyes as the shadow gradually magnified from the beginning to the ground.
The Demon Continent is one of the six lands of Hell. The entire continent consists of twenty cities, thousands of towns, and countless tribes and villages, all of which are occupied by the Demon Clan, the first clan of Hell.
Dick suddenly found that he was really close to the Demon Clan, he had fought against the Demon Clan's legion, received the Demon Clan's demon servant Badajoth, served as the Abyss Demon Emperor, led the Demon Clan, and fell in love with a fallen demon. Now on this continent where demons gather, what awaits him?
In the distance, you can see a roaring river, at least millions of meters wide, tumbling and winding into the sea.
"That's the River Styx, the first river in the Demon Continent and the second largest river in the entire Hell Plane. Captain Pock came up behind Dick in his little leather boots and pointed to the rushing river.
At the mouth of the River Styx was built a large pier with uneven architecture and bridges like nets. Both the ground and the air are full of human figures, a busy and prosperous scene.
The Polaris sailed to the edge of a bridge that stretched out of the pier. Before the boat could come to a stop, Saraqis spread his wings and flew ashore, where he was immediately greeted by four men, two men and two women. Judging from the aura, they are all demon clans.
The four of them did not hide their cultivation at all, so even if Dick was far away from the bow of the ship, he could clearly feel the divine power aura of the four people, and to his horror, two of the four people's aura was not weaker than Saraquis's.
As for the other two people, they were a female lower god and a male middle god, and the aura of energy on their bodies made Dick feel familiar. Dick closed his eyes again and sensed carefully, and finally discovered the clue, judging from the energy fluctuations on their bodies, they were all space gods like himself!
"Saraquis, you bastard, you have to wait so long! If you come a few days later, I will have to fight with you!" spoke a rather heroic young man, with lofty sword eyebrows, bright starry eyes, straight nose, thin lips, and long red hair that flowed in front of him, and the tips of the red hair actually burned with raging flames.
His body was a blood-red bony scale armor, covered with hideous bone spurs on the edges of the nail leaves, as well as on his elbows, shoulders, and knees. There was also a reddish-brown demon tail dragging behind it, and a red flame floated from the tip of the tail.
His eyes were full of war, and he glared at Saraqis deadly.
"Hoffman!" the woman in the lead of the four frowned, "Now is the time to get down to business!"
The woman's appearance is not beautiful, but it is better than the smooth and soft skin, and the temperament is ethereal and elegant. Her dark eyes were as clear as the clear water of a mountain top. She was wearing a snow-white dress, which set off her graceful figure and curled Nana. The only thing that distinguishes her body from a human is the silver-white scales at the center of her eyebrows.
"Fighting is everything to me!" Hoffman raised his head and said confidently, "Helaia, I haven't done anything for a week to wait for this bastard!"
But Hiraia turned away from him, and said to Saraquis, "Have you found it?"
Saraquis nodded, and then spoke again: "You can't imagine how difficult it is to find a spatial god in the Red Spirit Continent. There is no suitable candidate in my clan. ”
Although the dock was crowded and chaotic, the hearing of the gods was far comparable to that of ordinary people, and the three true god powerhouses such as Saraqis did not shy away from talking to each other, so Dick standing on the deck clearly heard the conversation of the three people, Dick was very surprised in his heart, if he remembered correctly, Hoffman and Hilea, respectively, were the 63rd and 49th powerhouses on the ground list.
Dick wondered in his heart, what was there that was actually worthy of the joint efforts of the three true gods on the land list, and it took so much effort to gather rare space gods?
The three true gods flew towards the "North Star" with two spatial gods talking and laughing, and the five of them went to the deck, and Salaquis nodded to Dick even if he had said hello, and then the five of them got into the cabin.
To Dick's surprise, the Polaris did not dock at this pier, but set sail again, sailing up the River Styx. (To be continued......)