A few minutes later, an old man with white hair walked into the imperial study under the guidance of the palace envoy.

Mitte and Pope Deranka saluted each other and sat down, and then Mitt smiled and sighed: "Time flies so fast, it seems that the last Pope of the God of War Cult, Dick Bixia, came to issue a prophecy to me, but if you calculate carefully, it has been almost three years since the establishment of the Cult of God." ”

The old pope smiled and nodded: "What Bixia said is exactly. ”

"In the past few years, thanks to the careful management and management of Pope Bixia, the Cult of God created by Dick Bixia has grown and grown. Mitt laughed.

"Bixia has won the award, and it is the greatest honor and pride for us servants of the gods to serve the great God of War. Deranka said, looking up with reverence on his face.

Mitt's eyes rolled, and Dick, the first pope of the Cult of War, was given the great honor of being able to serve the great god of war. However, the day-to-day affairs of the church still need to be handled, so Mitt selected the old man in front of him to be the second pope from among the respected elders of the Divine Church.

Although Deranka is old, he has a wealth of experience and sufficient experience, and manages the Ares Cult in an orderly manner. Now, three years later, the Cult of God has taken root in the entire Miro Empire, including the territory of the former Faun Empire, and the loyal believers are remembered by tens of millions.

And the old Derranka has a long-term vision, in the past three years, he has been committed to the development of the Divine Cult Shili in the territory of the original Faen Empire, and has made considerable achievements, many of the original Faen Empire people who originally believed in the Lord of Light have converted to the great God of War, and the God of War Sect has faintly replaced the Holy See of Light and become the first religion of the human race in the Karimodan Continent.

"I'm very sorry. I'm interrupting you on your mission, but I've summoned you here to discuss important matters. Mitt said politely. Three years have passed, and the young emperor, who was still a little young and ignorant at the beginning, has now grown into a generation of Ming monarchs.

"Listen to Bixia's orders. Old Deranka said respectfully.

Mitt picked up a document from the table: "In order to spread the glory of the great God of War to the entire plane. For the sake of the survival and glory of our human race, the empire has decided to build a large fleet to conquer the Siren. The overseas islands are rich in resources and abundant water and grass, which are very suitable for the settlement of our human race. It's a pity that such a beautiful land is occupied by aliens. ”

He paused, and then continued: "In order to spread the glory of the great god of war, I also ask the gods to help the empire. I hope that the Cult of God will send the Legion of the God of War and the Sacrificial Order to assist in the Empire's crusade. Of course, if you can, please pray to the god god in the Church of Deranka, and I very much hope that the great god of war will send down miracles to boost morale in our war against the aliens. ”

The old pope lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment, and then said, "Qi Qi bixia." The dispatch of the Ares Legion and the Sacrifice Corps is not a problem, and it is our honor to fight to spread the glory of the God of War. At the same time, I will also gather the priests of the Cult to pray for a miracle to the great god of war, but whether this will succeed is not at all something we can predict, and the god of war must be busy with sacred matters, and he may not pay attention to the requests of our lowly servants. ”

Mitt daxiao: "Please rest assured at this point, I will never force it, Pope Bixia only needs to do his best, whether the God of War responds or not, it is not a problem." ”

"That's fine, please rest assured. ”

Under the boundless darkness of the night. On the deep blue ocean, a huge ship broke through the waves like a gust of wind and sailed into the distance. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the end of the sky, leaving only a streak of white foam. It's frighteningly fast.

Dick stood in the bow of the boat, his hair and robe fluttering in the cool sea breeze. He looked at the endless ocean and felt only open-minded. It's very relaxing.

The ships in Hell sail with the energy provided by the Magic Circle and the Monster Crystal Nucleus, so there are no sails. Only a hole in the rear of the hull spews out a pale blue magical flame from within.

Speaking of which. It was the second time in his life that he had sailed to sea, the first time he had traveled to the ruins of the gods with Marken, Etasha, and Hemerson.

I still remember that I worked hard to get revenge with the army and successfully obtained the title of marquis, I still remember the battle with the sea witch of the holy realm of the Siren clan at that time, I still remember the opportunities and risks encountered in the relics of the gods, and I still remember that at that time, in the "Gate of Hell", Dimihera told her past to herself for the first time......

Dimi, it's been three years since she was inexplicably taken captive by Saraquis! How have Dimi been doing these years? She must be worried about herself! How is she? I miss her so much......

"Boy, you're pretty idle. A rough voice came from behind him, and Dick frowned, "Boy", this is the way Dimihera called him in the first place, although Dimihera had called him by his first name since the two became close, but he was still not used to other people calling him that.

Dick turned around, and behind him stood an old goblin, short in stature, dark green skin, gray beard, a red peaked hat on his head, a blue coat, and shiny leather boots underneath.

Dick smiled wryly, "What's the matter, Captain Pock?"

The goblins have little to do with Liliang, but they are so intelligent and creative that they are often recruited by other races to develop and build some mechanical devices for them.

Through three years of small talk with Captain Pork, Dick learns that he was an elite member of a goblin laboratory, but his laboratory was destroyed by a group of centaurs in the wilderness, and he joined the Yaksha to seek refuge. The Polaris was designed and captained by Pock himself.

The old goblin smiled and said, "There is nothing else, I just want to remind you that we will be able to reach the Demon Continent in two months." ”

"Thank you for the reminder," Dick nodded, "I've been adrift at sea for three years, and I've almost forgotten what land looks like!"

Captain Polk shrugged: "There is no way, the oceans of the hellish plane are endless and vast, and even if my Polaris wants to travel from one continent to another, it will take years. ”

Dick frowned, puzzled: "With the power of the true god, the speed of flight must far exceed that of the ship, Weishenme Saraqis does not choose to fly to the Demon Continent?"

"First, it is very lonely to travel alone, and it is better to take a boat, and with the longevity of the life of the gods, it is not necessary to waste a little time. Second, if Lord Saraguis is traveling alone, he can of course choose to fly, but he takes you with him. Captain Polk said slowly.

"Captain Saraquis, Captain Pock, what the hell is he going to take me to the Demon Continent?" Dick casually asked.

When the old goblin heard this, his face immediately changed, he shook his head like a rattle, and stammered, "I don't know...... This one...... I really don't know, you...... You should ask Lord Salaquis, I'm just a small crew member...... Mistress Saraquis wouldn't tell me anything like that. ”

"By the way, the first mate is still very new to sailing, I will hurry back to the captain's room......" Dick watched with a smile as he made up a lame reason to escape, "Mr. Dick, it was a good conversation with you, but I'm leaving now, take care of yourself." After saying that, he left as if he was running away, and he almost fell.

Dick shook his head with a wry smile, and turned back to face the sea, he was not particularly worried about his safety, his cultivation had reached the level of a lower god two years ago, just like Dimichra said, because he was a demon and martial arts dual cultivator, when he became a god, his fighting spirit and magic power both transformed into divine power, so he became a god and was the peak of the lower god.

In the past two years, he has also tried to break through the middle god, but the result has been disappointing, and there is no other gain except to make the divine power stronger.

After repeated failures, Dick set his sights on another avenue to increase his strength. Dimihera said that after cultivating to reach the divine realm, any forbidden spell can be cast instantaneously.

The gods also need the magic of chanting, only the legendary spell. However, there is no fixed form of mantras, and it is all up to the gods to comprehend the laws of the elements or the order of heaven and earth. For a spell with the same effect, two gods may recite very different spells because of their different perceptions of the law.

Therefore, after becoming a god, Dick began to try to understand the laws of time and space and the laws of darkness. I don't know if it's because the laws of time and space are far more esoteric than the laws of the elements, Dick has comprehended the laws of darkness and created his first magic spell - "The End of Darkness", but he has never had any understanding of the laws of time and space. (To be continued......)