Karimodan Continent, the headquarters of the Cult of War.

In a secret prayer room, the flame of the Holy Flame dances on the altar all year round, and the crimson flame reflects the whole room in a flickering light.

At the end of the prayer room stood a statue of the god of war, and Tlansius stood with his sword in his sword, his stern and rigid face, and his cold gaze seemed to scan everyone. In the center of the floor is a bright red carpet with a long table made of solid wood. At one end of the table sat Dick and Demyhera, and at the other sat McFarlane, Landas, and Gold.

"My lord, the war between the human race and the continent has reached the point where it is in full swing, the front line is really tight, and the demon hunting guards are even more burdened, why did you recall us at this time?"

"yes, Dick, what is it that brought you together here using space magic in person?" McFarlane had the same question.

Landas didn't speak, but his gaze was full of inquiry.

Dick smiled faintly and said, "The three of you are all my friends and confidants, and you have enough cultivation talent, so I want to ask you, are you willing to continue to follow me?"

"What do you mean?" Landas's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Aren't we fighting side by side now? Dick, you're in charge of the miracles, we're in charge of the charges, we're always following you, fighting for you. ”

"That's different. Demihera smiled lightly and shook her head, "You are not on the same level now. The distance between you and Dick is between God and man......"

Then, Demichra opened her mouth to give a brief account of the knowledge of the divine realm and the plane of heaven and hell.

Macfarlane glanced at Dimichra. Then he shrugged helplessly: "No way, we can't keep up with Dick's pace of getting stronger." It's completely powerless, and we can't compare with this kid's talent at all. ”

Dick's gaze swept over the three people on the other side one by one, and said with a smile: "What if I have a way to let you ascend to the sky in one step?"

All three of them had a look of surprise on their faces.

Dick waved his hand to open the space bag, and first took out three crystal bottles, the crystal bottles are exquisite, through the transparent bottle wall, you can see that it is full of potions, this potion is like a rainbow in the sun. Changing with a brilliant luster. Then he took out three more crystals that were crystal clear and placed them gently on the table.

"This elixir is called 'Heavenly Gift', which can improve people's talents, break the bottleneck of cultivation, and speed up cultivation. And the three crystals are the godhead of the true god, and refining it can become a true god powerhouse in one fell swoop. The requirement for refining the Godhead is that cultivation must reach the Holy Realm, and the disadvantage is that the power of the Godhead will become the shackles of one's own strength, and it is difficult to improve for the rest of one's life. Dick introduced with a light smile, but did not mention the preciousness of the God-given potion and the true godhead.

After capturing the Bitonkoni Cave Dragon in the Heavenly Plane. Dick immediately teleported back to the Dark City of the Hell Plane, and with the help of Prix, he found the apothecary master who lived in the city, Drenfol, and asked him to make the Heavenly Elixir himself.

In addition to the bone marrow of the cave dragon, several other precious materials are required to craft the potion. But the Lord of Darkness had promised. Dick and Yarrow were able to use all the magical materials they had accumulated in Night City at will, so this was not a problem at all.

The cave dragon's body was huge, and all the bone marrow was enough to make hundreds of bottles of heaven-sent elixir. However, the crafting of potions had a very high failure rate, and Dick ended up with only eight bottles of God-given potion.

Dick took a bottle himself. Then it was given to Dimihera, Yarrow. One bottle per Pris, and there were four bottles of God-given Elixir left unused. After much deliberation, Dick decided to use them on his friends in Karimodan.

Crand, Sna and the others had limited cultivation talents, and even if they took the Heavenly Elixir, it was almost impossible to reach the Holy Realm. Therefore, the only suitable candidates are McFarlane, Landas and Gold, all of whom had excellent performances in the Grells Survival Tournament that year, and their cultivation talent is beyond doubt.

Dick glanced at the three godheads on the table, which belonged to Hoffman, Reinhardt, and Cresky, all of whom Dick had fought hard.

Macfarlane looked at the heaven-sent potion and true godhead on the table, and then fixed his eyes on Dick's body: "Can you tell me, what is the level of your strength?"

"The superior god, I just broke through a few days ago. Dick replied honestly.

McFarlane smiled bitterly, "You monster! It looks like if we don't do what you say, I'm afraid we'll never be able to catch up with you." I'll take your gift, thank you, Dick. Saying that, he had already taken a bottle of heaven-sent potion and a godhead, "After I refine the godhead, I will give up the throne and go to heaven and hell with you!"

Landas pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's fight together, just like in the Grills Survival Match." He also took the potion and the godhead.

Gold shrugged his shoulders: "Everything in heaven and hell is fascinating, and I want to see it with you." ”

There was a sudden knock on the door of the prayer room, and Dick frowned and said, "Come in!"

The door creaked open, and in came the old Pope Deranka, who bowed slightly, and said, "My Majesty, I'm sorry to disturb you, but His Majesty Mitte has arrived." ”

"Mitter, is there anything wrong with him?" Dick stood up from his chair.

The old Pope said: "His Majesty Mitte just said that there is something important to discuss with you, please go as soon as possible." ”

"Alright, let's go meet Mitt together. Dick reached out and straightened his robe, and walked out the door. Others followed.

A few minutes later, in the main hall of the God of War Cult, everyone was seated together.

At the top of the table are Dick and the Holy Lady Demichra, who are God's spokesmen in the mortal world, the supreme being. This was followed by the two human monarchs, Mitt and Macfarlane, then the old Pope Deranka, and finally Gold and Landas.

"Dear Macfarlane the Great, please forgive me for not being able to welcome you. Mitt stood up and bowed slightly. There is nothing to find fault with in the manners.

McFarlane hurriedly got up and saluted back: "Honorable Emperor Mitte, don't say that, I should apologize." I took the liberty of coming here without informing your country. ”

After another polite scene, Mitt got to the point. He nodded to Dick, who was the first to sit upright, and said, "Honorable Divine Envoy, as you can see. Adhering to the myth of the great God of War, the two countries of our human race, Miro and Xius, as well as the God of War Legion of the God of War Sect, joined forces to send troops to conquer the hostile hundred tribes of the Karimodan continent half a month ago. In addition to the Kraken that has been conquered by us, there are also sixty-two races, including orcs, undead, yakshas, forest trolls, ogres, centaurs, kobolds, and so on. ”

"With the help of the mortal servants sent by Lord Trensius, the war went very smoothly. 100,000 divine servants crisscrossed the battlefield and were invincible. The alien race has been defeated in successive battles, and our human race is pressing forward step by step. ”

Mitt paused at this point and took a long breath: "However, at this moment, we are in trouble, just yesterday, from the body of an alien captive, we got important information, that is, led by the undead, all the alien races that are at war with us seem to have an intention to form a 'hundred races alliance' against the human race. ”

Dick frowned slightly: "This doesn't seem to be a big deal, in the face of absolute strength, any plan is empty talk, even if the alien race forms an alliance, it is just a dying struggle." ”

"But the problem doesn't stop there," a haze flashed across Mitt's face, "From that captive, we also know that the establishment of the 'Hundred Clans Alliance' is not only to gather troops, but also to mean that the Hundred Clans will hold a memorial service at the moment of the decisive battle, summoning their respective gods to perform miracles together!" (To be continued......)