A spacious and bright room with a blanket of animal skins on the floor and delicate ornaments hanging on the walls.

"Your Excellency's name is Dick, right? You must believe that I have no ill will towards you. Saraqis sat down in the chair opposite Dick and said with a smile, but when he smiled, he would show a mouth full of fangs, which really did not give people any good feelings, "On the contrary, I appreciate your performance on the battlefield, so I will not hurt you." ”

Dick laughed dryly when he heard this, his mind was now in chaos, he only remembered that after the battle of Starsource City that day, he was bandaging the wounds on his body alone, but he didn't expect that the true god of the Yaksha clan, Saraqis, would go and return, and the target was actually himself.

Dick was certainly not Saraquis's opponent, even if he borrowed Dimihera's liliang, so Saraqis easily knocked Dimihera out of his body and choked him by the throat, and then, Dick only felt an irresistible force pass through his claws to his body, and he fainted before he could react. When I woke up again, it was the scene I was now.

Dick carefully considered his words: "Lord Saraquis, you are a true god, if there is anything that needs my service, it is my honor, why did you take me captive here?"

Saraquis did not answer Dick's words, he lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the teacup in front of Dick, and then made a gesture of invitation on the side of his palm: "This is a rare tea, please taste it, Your Excellency." ”

The tea was turquoise, a few yellowed tea leaves floated up and down in the water, and the smoke rose with the curling aroma of tea. But where is Dick in the mood?

"Your Excellency, don't you really drink it? This is a jade leaf tea from the Heavenly Plane of the Saint Sauron Mountains, and the tea tree is ripened by the four-winged angel with the power of light. It can only be picked once every three thousand years, and this kind of tea has a great effect on the Holy Realm powerhouse breaking through the Divine Realm. Saraquis said unhurriedly.

Dick was slightly surprised. He had also heard of this kind of extravagant tea, the four-winged angel of heaven was equivalent to the strength of the peak of the upper god, and the tea that such a strong man spent three thousand years cultivating could only help the demigod powerhouse break through the bottleneck, and the holy realm powerhouses who drank this kind of tea all had a strong background.

Dick had thought about buying this tea when he was in Xingyuan City, but unfortunately, this tea was produced in heaven, and there was no price in hell, and it was often snapped up by major shili as soon as it appeared.

As a true god powerhouse, it is reasonable for Saraqis to buy this kind of tea, but he is willing to invite himself to drink it?

Dick's heart lit up. Tentatively, he asked, "Is there anything that Lord Sarakis needs my help with after I become a god?"

Saraques's eyes flashed, but then he immediately laughed and said, "Your Excellency, I really admire it! Yes, you guessed it." ”

Dick's eyes rolled around, and he smiled: "But this jade leaf tea only has a certain chance to help people become gods, if it can't work on me, then wouldn't it be a waste of such a good tea?"

Salaquis laughed, but the words that came out of his mouth sent chills down Dick's body: "In that case, your Excellency will not be able to help me, and you will have to compensate me for the loss of this tea." In my opinion, it is better to pay for your life!"

He glanced at the teacups on the table again, and said lightly: "Your Excellency still hasn't drunk it? The tea is about to get cold." ”

Dick's face changed for a moment, but he finally reached out and took a few teacups and drank them. A smile appeared on Saraques' face.

He suddenly held out his hands. Pointing at Dick, a dark red light flowed from his fingertips, and the brush burrowed into Dick's body. Dick was shocked. But there was no time to dodge.

"Your Excellency need not worry, this little magic mark will not cause you any harm. It's just that I can sense your location at all times. Saraquis laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

There was a sudden violent tremor on the ground beneath his feet. The teacup and teapot fell to the ground with a clatter, the water splashed, and the tables, chairs and benches in the room were also shaken. Saraquis's eyes flashed fiercely, and he cursed something.

Dick hesitated for a moment, but finally asked, "Can you please tell me where we are now?"

Saraquis sat up straight and stretched the membrane wings behind his back: "We are sailing on the sea now, this is a ship heading to the Demon Continent. As for what I want Your Excellency to do, let's wait until Your Excellency breaks through to the Divine Realm!"

The Demon Continent is located in the west of the Red Spirit Continent, and the twenty cities in the entire continent are all ruled by the Demon Clan, the first clan of hell, and Dick couldn't understand why Saraquis, who was the true god of the Yaksha Clan, wanted to go to the territory of the Demon Clan.

"I'll take my leave first, please remember that this ship will sail for three years before it can reach the Demon Continent, which means that you have three years to cultivate with peace of mind, and I look forward to the news of your breakthrough. Saraquis said lightly, then opened the door and strode out.

As soon as the door to the room closed, Dick immediately sat down cross-legged on the floor, but instead of cultivating, he probed for the magic marks on his body. This mark was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, deeply imprinted deep in Dick's body, and Dick could not shake it even if he used the fighting energy and magic power of his whole body.

Dick was extremely anxious, he was not so naïve as to think that if he helped Saraquis, the other party would let him go. Thinking of his troubles, he only felt a splitting headache, and stood up and walked back and forth anxiously.

In desperation, Dick suddenly thought of something that he had forgotten for a long time, he stretched out his right hand and swiped in the void, and a gap opened in the space, and at the other end of the gap was a space bag full of various miscellaneous items.

Dick rummaged through the space bag for a long time, and finally found what he was looking for in a corner.

It was an old parchment, yellowed by age, and with many damages around the edges, but the handwriting was legible, and at the top of the parchment was written in beautiful floral script: "Spell of the Ring."

This parchment scroll, which Dick obtained from Murkgohn after he had killed him, contains a secret method called the "Curse of the Ring", which has the effect of driving away any undesirable states.

This was already a lifeline for Dick's zuihou, and he immediately read it carefully. But the more he got back, the more ugly his face became.

Curse of the Ring: It can remove any bad state from the whole body, and the time required depends on the strength of the bad state in the caster, and the price of casting this secret method is that it cannot be cultivated during the process.

Dick estimated according to the description on the parchment scroll that the magic mark of the true god powerhouse was pure and strong, and it would take at least ten years to get rid of it.

Moreover, Saraqis needs his cultivation to reach the divine realm, and if he casts a secret method to cause his cultivation to stagnate, he will have no use value for Saraques.

After thinking about it in his heart, Dick finally decided to cooperate with Saraqis first, and then wait for things to turn around. Casting the "Curse of the Ring", that is the next strategy.

Dick sighed, he stretched out his hand and scratched in the air, opened the space bag, took out the turquoise vial from the relics of the gods, opened the cap, drank the divine grace potion in one gulp, and then closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state. It's a pity that the magic array that assisted in cultivation was left behind by him in the military camp of Star Source City, otherwise his cultivation speed would be faster.

Three years to break through the divine realm is definitely more than enough for Dick.

Kari Modan Continent, the Imperial Palace of the Miro Empire, the Imperial Study.

The young Mitte the Great did not occupy the throne, but paced back and forth in his study, frowning, as if anxiously waiting for something.

"Bixia, Pope Bixia of Deranka has arrived. A palace envoy appeared at the door of the imperial study and bowed slightly.

"Alright, please come in!" Mitt furrowed. (To be continued......)