The divinity of a powerful god is a priceless treasure, enough to make any legendary strongman or demigod jealous, or even crazy.
Even for Wren, it was a treasure, and very useful.
"Who will use the God of War's godhead? Or should I use it for trade?"
He stroked this crystal-clear multi-prism crystal and could feel the eternal breath of divine power on it, as well as the power of complex and profound laws.
War, battle, warrior, these are the vocations possessed by Tempus, the god of war.
As a powerful god, the godhead of Tempus has been very complete and mature.
If a legendary strongman obtains this piece of divine power, absorbs it and ignites the divine fire, and becomes the new God of War, his potential will be unlimited. At least he will not encounter any bottlenecks until he is promoted to powerful divine power. He only needs to concentrate on preaching and expanding his faith.
For mortals, godhead is an opportunity to reach heaven in one step.
Even if a god has just died and you obtain his godhead, you can directly inherit his church and followers, saving you the effort of preaching.
Bane, Melkor, Midnight, and Kelemvor were all such lucky ones. They directly inherited the godhead, priesthood, and followers of their predecessors, and became powerful gods...
"It's a pity that Tempus, the God of War, has been dead for tens of thousands of years. He is unable to respond to the calls of believers and cannot grant priests magical powers. His church in Faerûn must have disappeared long ago."
Renn put away the godhead and sighed.
The Church of the God of War has disappeared, and there may even be other Gods of War appearing in Faerûn, so this godhead cannot directly create a powerful god.
But its value is still very great. Whether it is used by one's own people or used to make transactions with others, it is a huge bargaining chip.
This harvest alone makes the trip worthwhile.
"Although it is quite dangerous, this place does contain unlimited opportunities. I have to go deeper."
Renn had gained a lot from this wave and was in a good mood, so he was ready to continue setting off.
But when he turned around to look, he found that his mount was gone.
(⊙_⊙)?
“Where is the eagle, where is the giant eagle of labor?”
Ren scratched his head, looked left and right, and began to search. After searching for a long time, he finally found the body of the Wind Tribulation Condor in a large pit.
To be precise, it wasn't even a corpse, just a handful of black soil and ashes.
The familiar smell on the ashes barely proved its identity.
The movement between Ren and the abominable monster was too great, especially the last blow. Thousands of miles of sea of blood were evaporated by the true fire of the sun, destroying the world and destroying the world.
The Wind Tribulation Eagle is just an ordinary legendary creature. It tried its best to stay away from the battlefield, but unfortunately it was swept away by the aftermath and died.
Renn looked at the ashes of the Wind Tribulation Condor on the ground and was slightly silent. After a moment, he said with a sad face:
"Brother Diao, go on your way. I've killed the evil creature that killed you!"
Wind Tribulation Condor:......
Dead people cannot speak.
Ren pretended that Brother Eagle had calmed down and closed his eyes. He spread out a pair of light wings behind his back and flew towards the deepest part of the ancient mysterious realm.
………
The other direction.
"Boom boom boom!"
Waves of blood surged into the sky, billowing black fog covered the sky, and loud thunderclaps were heard from time to time in the sky, and space cracks spread in all directions.
The situation is changing, the sun and the moon are dim, all because there are two most powerful men fighting in the sky above the sea of blood.
One of them turned out to be the Demon King.
He was wearing a black battle armor, with long hair flying, and a dark golden divine power surging all over his body. His gray-white palms made a series of palm prints that shattered the void, and he continuously bombarded a dark cloud.
However, his opponents are also very powerful.
The cloud of death was as black as ink and full of evil. A vague figure could be seen vaguely in it, but his appearance could not be seen at all.
His whole body was surrounded by strange bluish-gray flames, like a god of death from the Nine Nether Hells. A pair of ferocious skeleton ghost hands waved continuously, tearing into pieces the thousands of palm prints made by the Demon Emperor.
Boom boom boom!
The Demon King and the ghosts fought fiercely, and every collision would shake the sky. The dark golden fire of the original darkness also collided with the gray and black clouds of death, causing the sea of blood to surge and the turbid waves to surge into the sky.
The Demon King came in his true form this time.
However, he did not take advantage at this time.
"Who are you?"
The Demon King repels the ghost with a powerful palm, his eyes burning with dark golden flames, and he frowns.
The ghost shadow in the clouds had bloodshot eyes and roared:
"Who am I? I am Bane, the god of tyranny! No, no, I am Mask, the god of thieves! No, I am Mara, the god of hunting! No, no, I am...I, I am..."
He is incomparable, insane, and doesn't even know who he is.
"So it turns out that the resentment of many gods has swallowed up the evil spirits formed by the residual thoughts of countless wronged souls in the sea of blood."
The Demon King immediately understood the nature of the ghost shadow.
The evil spirit in front of me can also be said to be a kind of divine evil, but it is more special. It has no entity and is a combination of the resentment of the gods.
He has grown up in the corpse mountain and sea of blood for tens of thousands of years, and has turned into a monster that can devour gods. Only powerful gods can defeat him.
The Demon King did not dare to be careless. He raised his hand and grasped a dark golden spear.
The spear was ten feet long, and the tip was extremely sharp. There were countless ancient incantations and devil patterns on it, and it was divided into nine sections. It seemed that each section of the gun barrel depicted a scene of hell, and the evil spirit was overwhelming!
The Demonic Spear, also known as the Spear of Purgatory, is a high-level artifact.
boom!!
The Demon King held the spear, and a violent wave of divine power surged out of his body. He shot out with all his strength, one shot after another, piercing the ghost shadow. In the blink of an eye, the rays of gun light gathered into thousands of thunderous death rays and shot out!
The evil spirit roared crazily and danced wildly with its ghost claws, but it was still suppressed by the continuous piercings of the demon gun and retreated steadily.
Clang Clang Clang!
The ghost claws of the skeleton and the golden spear tip collided continuously, shattering the space and causing countless cracks and arcs of light to dance wildly.
Even though the evil spirit's skeleton ghost claws are extremely strong, they are still not as sharp as the high-level artifacts. Cracks appeared during the collision and were shattered by a single click.
Finally, the Demon King slapped the evil spirit high into the sky with one palm, raised the golden spear, and injected divine power crazily.
The artifact's light surged, accumulating energy step by step. The shadows of the Nine Hells appeared and overlapped on the spear, and the tip of the spear burned instantly, revealing terrifying pressure.
boom!!
The next moment, the Demon Emperor threw out the Demon God Spear, and a dark golden beam of light instantly penetrated the vacuum, piercing and shattering the evil spirit's body, and continued to shoot directly into the sky thousands of miles away.
"Boom boom boom..."
Just listen to the explosion in the sky, and a space hole thousands of miles long appears with extremely distorted and blurred colors. Cracks spread along the twisted hole, as if the entire sky has collapsed.
One blow shattered the sky!
The Demon King struck out with all his strength, and the attack power was three points more powerful than Ren's attack just now.
The evil spirit let out a shrill scream, and the spirit body began to explode from the hole in its chest. The soul light burst out, forming colorful fireflies.
In the firelight, twisted and unwilling faces disappeared with the wind.
The Demon King raised his hand to summon, grasped the rotating golden spear, looked at the deep sea of blood in the deepest part of the secret realm, and prepared to fly over.
"Pa bang bang..."
A burst of applause came from one side.
"His Majesty the Demon Emperor is indeed extremely powerful. Such an evil spirit is so powerful that it is comparable to a powerful god. All the gods are afraid of it, but you killed it."
Ren flapped his wings and flew over, applauding and praising.
The Demon King turned to look at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:
"Soldier Ren, our meeting seems to be happening faster than expected."
"This is also a bit strange to me."
Ren scratched his head and said curiously, "You shouldn't have arrived here so quickly. I may ask, how did you get there?"
The Demon King's killing shot just now made too much noise. He came over to check the situation and found that the battle was over.
But he didn't see anyone else.
Blood God Meredith, Goddess Rose, Nightmare Banshee, Lord Wolf and others are not with the Demon Emperor.
This is not normal.
Generally speaking, after entering the ancient mysterious realm, the strong men from the two camps will gather at the edge of the sea of blood. Then the old rules will follow, soldiers against soldiers, generals, and they will go deep into the secret realm while fighting.
But now, the bosses of both sides are going deep alone, clearing the way in front, but none of the younger brothers can be seen.
Dark golden flames burned in the Demon King's eyes, making his face look more majestic. He looked indifferent and said:
"As soon as I came in, I was in the hinterland of the ancient mysterious realm. It seems that you are the same way."
"Has this happened before?"
"As far as I know, no."
Hearing this, Ren narrowed his eyes and looked at the deepest part of the secret realm. Silver glittered in his eyes, thinking deeply.
Something is wrong.
It seemed that someone had teleported him and the Demon Emperor directly to the center of the secret realm.
Why is this happening?
He and the Demon Emperor have nothing in common, other than being strong.
Ren pinched his wrist, looked at Asmode, and said:
"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, it seems that we have been plotted against. This secret realm does not seem to be a land without one."
"Maybe, I have never been so deep before, and I don't know what is going on in the deepest part of the secret realm."
The Demon King said calmly.
It has only been more than two hundred years since he regained his origins and returned to the sixth level.
The ancient mysterious realm will only open once every three to four hundred years.
His previous strength was only at the peak of a demigod, and he was unable to explore the ancient mysterious realm in depth. This time is the deepest he has ever gone.
Therefore, he actually doesn't understand this place either.
Ren and the Demon King were like two travelers who met by chance. After a few words of calm exchange, they both fell silent.
Both sides glared at each other, and the atmosphere became a bit dull.
There is nothing left to say.
Without familiarity and opposing camps, it is almost impossible to make friends.
Clang!
Renn pulled out the magic knife from the domain space. The blue blade swallowed up the divine power of the stars, blooming with an extremely cold light, filled with murderous intent.
"Want to fight?"
The Demon King held the golden spear with an indifferent expression, "If we fight to the death now, we might gain an advantage over the guy deep in the secret realm."
There seems to be a controller in the ancient mysterious realm, and both of them are aware of this.
Otherwise, it would not be such a coincidence that the two of them would appear in the depths of the blood sea as soon as they entered.
"It's okay if we don't fight. War is not about treating guests to dinner, it's about fighting and killing."
Ren raised his magic sword and pointed it at the enemy, "I'm not afraid of anyone being a fisherman. Before that, I really want to learn the skills of His Highness the Demon King."
"So brave and courageous, he deserves to be the emperor of his generation."
The Demon King raised the dark golden spear, injected divine power, and the tip of the spear began to burn. He smiled faintly and said, "Then let's fight. It just so happens that I also want to know how great the people who will be targeted by the crystal wall law are."
After saying this, murderous intent suddenly arose.
Clang!
Ren did not hesitate and slashed at the enemy with his sword. The Demon Emperor also raised his spear and stabbed hard. The blue sword light and the golden gun light instantly intertwined, as if two iron mountains collided together. The space trembled and a huge roar sounded.
Che Tianyu!
The next moment, the sword light shattered, the spear light broke, a thousand waves of air rolled up, and countless cracks spread outward.
When the sword failed, Ren raised his left hand again, activated the Sun Sutra, and fired out a Sun Emperor Fist, golden light and flames bursting through the void.
The Demon King's left hand was wrapped around a large area of pitch-black flames of destruction, and he pressed hard.
Bang!!
The black handprint of destruction shook the Sun Emperor's fist hard, and the light and darkness collided, causing the nearby space to shatter into ruins. The aftermath swept through the blood sea, setting off a thousand-foot blood wave!
Ren snorted and retracted his trembling arm, which had a faint black air.
The Demon King also took a few steps back and glanced at his left hand that was burned by the true fire of the sun, his eyes serious.
After a few testing moves, both of them realized how difficult the other was.
But in the next moment, they spontaneously activated the divine power in their bodies and attacked each other, slashing with swords and dancing with spears.
Clang Clang Clang!
Ren's body was surrounded by one hundred and eight saints, bathed in the blazing true fire of the sun, and the sword light was dyed with a layer of red gold. Every slash had an edge that cut through the sky, and the Demon King's body surface surged.
Facing the destructive black flames that devoured all things, the dark golden spear was swung vigorously, colliding with the magic blade continuously.
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The sword cut through the void and the spear light shot through the sky. The two of them fought for hundreds of miles in an instant, fighting while heading towards the deepest part of the secret realm.
"Boom boom boom..."
I saw the boundless sea of blood on the scorched earth, the terrifying aftermath sweeping across the world, the sea of blood shattering, and countless undead souls fleeing in terror.
There were also stars falling from the sky, exploding like fireworks on the battlefield, and turning into dense meteorites and rain of fire.
The ancient mysterious realm was huge, and there were really stars in the sky.
The two men fought fiercely, the starry sky shook, the earth shattered, and the boundless sea of blood became turbulent. The blood waves surged into the sky, spread against the current, and dyed thousands of miles of time and space red.
The fight was fierce.
Not long after, Ren's body was already stained and he was at a slight disadvantage.
After all, he has not broken through to the sixth level. It will be very difficult to defeat the Demon Emperor.
Because the Demon King is also a ruthless character who has experienced hundreds of battles, his combat skills, weapons and equipment, physique, will, and momentum are also at the top level, and his combat power is very strong at the same level.
"You are stronger than I thought."
Ren found that he had underestimated the other party.
The Demon King is much stronger than the evil monster before. It's much stronger.
"The same to you."
The Demon Emperor was even more surprised. He had already seen that the War Master was still at the peak of medium divine power and had not yet broken through to the level of a powerful god.
He was a little unbelievable that he was still able to compete with him even though he was far behind him.
You must know that in the past, he was the one who counterattacked others, and he almost never lost in a battle of the same level. The Sun King and the Conqueror were both at the sixth level before they could seriously injure him, who was still at the peak of his demigod level.
But this time he was actually defeated by someone else's weak attack...
Of course, Ren and the Demon King seemed to be fighting fiercely, but in fact they spared some strength, did not use any powerful moves, and none of their trump cards were used.
Because they are guarding against the person behind the scenes.
Someone is watching them.
The closer you get to the core of the ancient mysterious realm, the stronger the feeling of danger becomes...
At this time, the deepest part of the secret realm.
The color of the blood sea here has become lighter, and there are very few corpses floating in the blood. There are no gods or undead in sight, but in the center, there is an island made entirely of bones.
There are star river waterfalls hanging down around the island, which are brilliant and exude a powerful aura of divine power. Countless intertwined regular divine chains can be vaguely seen, which is extremely terrifying.
In the center of the island, there is a thatched house and an old stone platform.
The shape of this gray stone platform is a bit weird, resembling a general worship platform. Two shocking words are engraved on both sides of it:
Billions of creatures are soldiers, and millions of gods and demons are generals!
At the top of the general worship platform, stood a man. He was slender, with white hair like a waterfall, and eyes as cold as lightning.
Above his head, the energy of life and death flowed, and the golden and black light entangled and turned into a Tai Chi diagram, which was slowly rotating.
He raised his head and glanced at the majestic shining star high in the sky, which looked like the eye of heaven. He lowered his head slightly and stared ahead. The scene of Ren and the Demon King's battle was reflected in his eyes.
"In the battle against Heaven, time and space were shattered, and a piece of soul fragment was accidentally lost in this world. It has been for thousands of years... Don't let me down, outsider."
