Dick's eyes were fixed on Dimihera's body, and he said with a smile: "Everything is going well, Master Drenfol's efficiency is beyond doubt, and the 'Pupil of the Gods' is almost complete. Speaking of this, he glanced at the three McFarlane and said, "In addition, I also bought three true artifacts from the market in Night City, and I just gave them to McFarland, Landas, and Gold. As he spoke, Dick had already opened the space bag and took out a long knife, a sharp sword, and a metal bow from it, and the three weapons were all shining brightly, revealing compelling energy fluctuations.

"No matter how good the blade is, it can't exert its power in the hands of a weak person like them. Dimihera pursed her lips and said mercilessly.

McFarlane wailed, "Miss Dimihera, you can't blame us for being weak, but you are simply invincible!"

Dimichra frowned, so frightened that Macfarlane immediately took a step back, and she opened her mouth to reprimand: "The battle in seven years is a real battle of swords and guns, and the gods of the alien race will not show mercy like me, if you don't want to die, cheer me up!"

McFarland nodded repeatedly, quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said, "Yes, beautiful Miss Dimihera, you are right, but training is a combination of work and rest, can we take a rest now?"

Dimihera waved her hand, "Go ahead, I have something to say to Dick." ”

McFarlane was pardoned, and immediately ran away without looking back.

Looking at McFarlane's back, Dick let out a long sigh, and then turned back to look at Dimihera: "Dimi, have you considered changing the intensity of your training?"

"Yes," said Dimichra, smirking. The style is beautiful, but the second half of her sentence makes Dick cry and laugh. "I want to triple my current training!"

Dick scratched his hair vigorously, then considered his words and said, "The covenant of the hundred tribes." And all of this, the trouble we got into in the first place, and now it doesn't seem appropriate to ask McFarlane and them to help us bear the consequences. ”

Dimihera interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "First, this is the matter of the entire human race, if we are defeated in the covenant battle and the Star Source City is not protected, sooner or later the alien race will set their sights on the Karimodan plane. ”

"Second, even if you take a step back. The Hundred Races did not propose to us to fight, and the form of the Terrans was not optimistic. Under normal circumstances, even if you count Youluo City, the Terrans only have the strength of two cities, and it is impossible to convince the Hundred Clans. But now it's different, we don't have no chance of winning the battle between the top powerhouses of the True God level, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to revive the human race. So, you don't have to feel indebted to the Terrans. ”

"Third. You have given them the potion of divine grace and the true Godhead, and you have given them eternal life and infinite strength, and they should do something for you. ”

Dick smiled wryly, "I'm just watching them so hard." ”

Demichra scoffed: "They have the power of a true god, but they lack the fighting skills of a true god. Training of this intensity is a must. Her blood-red eyes suddenly turned, and she said with a smile in her eyes. "It's not just them, it's you who lack that kind of training. ”

"Me?" exclaimed, Dick pointed at himself.

"I ask you. Can you hold my hands for ten minutes without using magic?" said Dimichra with a smirk.

Dick shook his head. still wanted to defend something, but Dimihera had already raised the magic sword and slashed at him sadly: "Don't talk nonsense, take it!"

The long river of time passed inadvertently, and for the immortal gods, the passage of seven years was only a snap of a finger.

Today was a special day for Youngor, the god of wind, and Catherine, the god of hope, as they began to fly away from Starsource City together and shoot towards the eternal blood moon in the night sky. And bypassed the area of spatial fragmentation, flew all the way to the dark side of the moon, and landed in front of the palace of the dark lord.

The Dark Lord's palace is tall, majestic, mighty, and magnificent, and a black demonic gate divides the castle into two parts.

Fengshen took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand towards the door, making a gesture, but he didn't know what Lu Dao remembered, his eyes dimmed for a while, and he retracted his hand again.

Catherine sighed and gently patted him on the shoulder. Youngor glanced back at her, squeezed out a smile, and then reached out again, this time without hesitation. With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Inside the door was a large and luxurious hall, with black and gray as the tone, and it was dark and gloomy, which made the god of wind and hope feel more oppressive than ever.

Everyone in the hall turned their heads and cast scrutinizing glances at the door. No matter what thoughts Youngor and Catherine had in their hearts, they could only look at each other calmly at the moment, and their eyes swept over everyone one by one.

There were twenty-one people gathered in the main hall, with different genders, ages, appearances, and races, but all of them exuded a powerful aura.

At the head was a young man who looked like an elegant aristocrat, who bowed slightly and said politely: "Two Excellencies, welcome to you." ”

Youngor and Catherine immediately returned the salute and smiled at the same time, "Thank you, Lord Titan." ”

A demon woman standing behind Titan smiled and said, "The courage of the two is really amazing, I originally thought that no one from the human race would come!"

Youngor Ha Luha smiled, but an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and said, "We just have an appointment with someone." That's why I had to come. As he spoke, he also looked at the other party carefully.

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.

If Dick was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the woman in front of him was one of the three true gods who had taken him hostage and went to the Styx Cave Mansion to find the Pupil of Shura, and Hilea, who was ranked forty-nine on the land list. The other two gods, Hoffman and Saraquis, were both dead, and she was the only one who survived.

Hilaia smiled, "Who can have a covenant with the two true gods of the human race?"

The eyes of everyone in the hall were suddenly attracted to the door again, and Youngor also turned his head to look, and after a moment, he smiled and said: "Look, whoever comes will come." ”

Dick carried the Immortal Sword on his back and walked in from outside the main hall, and Dimihera stretched out her black wings and followed closely behind. The last three were McFarland, Landas, and Gold.

Dick's gaze swept lightly over everyone in the main hall, and he saluted slightly, "I'm really sorry, we're late." ”

Except for Titan, who gracefully returned the salute, the rest of the true gods of the Hundred Clans did not say anything. In their view, a mere superior god is not qualified to reciprocate them. However, they were also wondering in their hearts, why would a high-ranking god be surrounded by the four true gods in the center.

Dick's gaze passed over everyone in the hall, and finally stopped on Celea's body, and a smile appeared on his face: "Lord Celea, it's been a long time. ”

Instead of being angry, Hilaia laughed equally and said with a pun: "Lord Dick, what a lucky thing to be able to see you here!"

Dick smiled undiminished and nodded, "It's great that you think so, my lord." ”

Dick turned to Youngor, the god of wind, and Catherine, the god of hope, and smiled, "It's a pleasure to be able to come as promised. ”

Fengshen nodded, said hello, and said, "Don't worry, we are by no means untrustworthy people. ”

Catherine's eyes were fixed on McFarlane, Landas, and Gold. It was completely different from when I saw them in Xingyuan City seven years ago, the three of them seven years ago didn't have anything outstanding except for the cultivation of the true god level, but the three of them at this moment all exuded a fierce momentum. It's only been seven years, but what kind of experience can make such a big difference? (To be continued......