"Ding! I picked it up successfully and obtained the Seraph bloodline. Do you want to fuse it?"
"No fusion!"
"Ding! I picked it up successfully and obtained the secret art of light and magic "Shen Shuo". Do you want to fuse it?"
""God Says"?"
Meng Lei was slightly stunned. Although Pope Hayes was completely beaten by him, he was deeply impressed by the magic performed by Hayes.
With the strength of a low-level god at the peak, he can exert destructive magic that is close to the level of a mid-level god. The increase is not small!
"You have to take a look at such a powerful secret technique!"
In an instant, a large amount of information poured into his mind. It took a long time for Meng Lei to finish digesting it, and a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.
"The Word of God" is a light magic from the Angel God Clan. It is ten times or even dozens of times more powerful than ordinary light magic!
If you compare ordinary light magic to ordinary light magic, then "Shen Shuo" is the light magic... light dragon language magic!
The power is not on the same level!
"Good stuff!"
Meng Lei nodded repeatedly: "With this secret technique, I can enrich my magical attacks!"
"Ding! I picked it up successfully and obtained the bloodline of the Bright Eagle. Do you want to fuse it?"
"Bright Condor bloodline? What kind of bloodline is this?"
There was no response from the system, so Meng Lei could only ask Dodora.
Dodora is worthy of being an all-knowing encyclopedia: "The Light Condor is a divine beast of light and wind. When it reaches adulthood, it can rival lower gods!"
"Only when you reach adulthood can you compete with the lower gods? A garbage beast, don't fuse!" Meng Lei shook his head decisively.
…
After browsing around, Meng Lei didn't pick up any more good things, so he left the demiplane where the Holy See's treasure house was located.
"Old dean, would you like to go back together?"
"Go back!"
The old man nodded: "I have assigned the tasks. I believe they can complete them well. I can be a hands-off shopkeeper!"
"That's good!"
Meng Lei agreed very much with the old man's approach. Things like spreading faith can be left to the people below, and there is no need to do it himself.
Later, Meng Lei took the old man back to the Sky Continent and came to the former Dragon God Empire Palace, which is now the Meng Lei Empire Palace.
There have been almost no changes in the palace, but the owner of the palace has changed from the previous dragon clan to the current Meng Lei. It can be said that things have changed and people have changed!
"I came to the palace many times back then, met with the Dragon Emperor, and also took the children from the Fire Dragon Magic Academy to participate in the Empire Exchange Competition!"
The old man sighed with emotion: "At that time, I never dreamed that the Dragon Clan would be driven out of the palace, and the master of the empire would become a human race. Things are so unpredictable!"
"Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi!"
Meng Lei said with a smile: "Things are constantly developing and changing. How can there be any eternal and immortal dynasty?"
"That's right!"
The old man nodded slightly.
"Let's go, old dean, go sit in the palace, and then go back to Dragon Island when you're done!" Meng Lei said with a smile.
"good!"
When Meng Lei returned to the palace, Puhaman and a group of people came to pay homage: "I have met the master!"
Meng Lei was fine, but the old man was frightened. He stared at Puhaman and others:
"So... such terrifying powers, all of them are stronger than me, not much worse than the Pope of the Holy See of Light. Are they all lower-level gods?"
"Meng Lei, are they all lower gods?"
The old man couldn't help but ask.
"Well, they are all lower gods!"
Meng Lei replied with a smile.
"Oh my god! So many lower gods!"
The old man took a breath of air: "One, two, three... 12! A total of 12 lower gods! It's simply... unbelievable!"
When the old man looked at Puhaman and others, everyone was also looking at him. Everyone looked confused. Who is the old man next to the master
"Let me introduce you!"
Meng Lei said calmly: "This is my teacher Amos Crocker!"
"Amos Crocker?"
Others were confused, but Sanil was shocked: "Are you Emerin's brother?"
"Who are you… "
The old man looked at Saniel.
"I am Sanil, the Black Dragon demigod!"
Sanil looked confused: "Amos, aren't you dead? Why..."
"Haha, I have two lives!"
The old man laughed.
"I see!"
Saniel nodded slightly, understanding instantly.
"The old dean is the person I respect the most. From now on, you will treat him as you would treat me, do you understand?" Meng Lei glanced at everyone and said calmly.
"Yes, Master!"
Everyone responded quickly.
"Meng Lei, there's no need!"
The old man was startled: "They are all low-level gods, and I am not even a true god. How dare I ask everyone to treat me like you?"
"Nothing is appropriate or inappropriate!"
Meng Lei waved his hand with a smile and asked: "How are you handling the immigration matter? There should be a rough plan, right?"
"Owner!"
Puhaman took a step forward: "We have discussed this matter and agreed that if we want to develop 48 seats in the shortest time, the best way is to first immigrate some orc races with high fertility: such as pig people and rabbits. Humans, kobolds, etc., and other races will be immigrated later!”
"Moreover, the Beast God Empire has suffered heavy losses, and the entire Beast God Empire is in panic. It is a good time to establish faith in their hearts!"
Everyone else nodded.
"You have thought very carefully. I will leave this matter to you. Don't let me down!"
Meng Lei nodded slightly: "When this matter is properly handled, it will be the day to divide the planes and form a divine system!"
"Yes, Master!"
Everyone was excited and full of expectations for the future. They divided the planes and formed the divine system!
By then, they will all become Meng Lei’s gods and enjoy endless faith. How happy is that
"During the few days I left, nothing happened in the Sky Continent, right?" Meng Lei asked again.
"Master, everything is normal in Sky Continent!"
Puhaman bowed and said, and the others also nodded slightly. With so many lower gods sitting around, it would be difficult for them to do anything!
However, Sanil hesitated for a moment and suddenly said: "Master, the Dragon God has been looking for me!"
"Dragon God?"
Meng Lei raised his eyebrows: "What does he want from you?"
"He asked me to destroy the teleportation array in the Far North Icefield and dominate the 48 seats left by the Dark Dragon! Of course, this is not the point!"
Sanil didn't dare to hide it: "The point is, the Dragon God told me that he has reported the secrets of the Sky Continent to the Dragon God Clan!"
"He said that this is a secret that is coveted by countless high-ranking gods. The Dragon God Clan will definitely send an army to the Sky Continent!"
"At that time, the entire Sky Continent will be devastated, and you, Master..."
"The secret of Sky Continent?"
"What secrets can Sky Continent have?"
"That's right, Sky Continent is just a low-level material plane, so how can there be any secrets? This bastard Dragon God must be alarmist!"
"It moved countless people to the higher level gods..."
Everyone shook their heads and sneered at the Dragon God's remarks, but Meng Lei frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
The secret of Sky Continent? And is it a secret that is enough to move countless high-ranking gods
What's the secret
"Dodora, does the secret mentioned by the Dragon God refer to the Tower of Time?" Meng Lei was confused.
"Except for the Tower of Time, I can't think of any other possibility! Of course, the Gods and Demons Continent cannot be ruled out, but the secrets of the Gods and Demons Continent cannot be compared with the Tower of Time!"
(End of chapter)