At this time, more than one-third of the nebula spiral nest in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's body had been dyed golden, because of the hard work that lasted for half a month, coupled with the pure divine power energy contributed by several general-level demons before, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's divine power had also reached the peak of the lower prayer level.

With the advancement of the level of divine power, a part of the divine power in the nebula swirl was integrated into Zhuang Xiaoyuan's body, and with the integration of divine power, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's own strength, physique and agility have been slightly improved.

However, after all, it is only the improvement of a small realm, and the enhancement is not obvious, and there is no special new ability. Because of advancing to the middle prayer level, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's total divine power has increased a lot. The golden divine power is the compression of the silver divine power, and basically a trace of golden divine power is comparable to the energy of three or four traces of silver divine power. Therefore, the golden divine power entrenched in one-third of the nebula spiral nest exceeded the remaining two-thirds of the silver divine power in terms of total energy.

However, the compression of divine power is too slow, after all, it is necessary to cultivate the divine power first, squeeze into the full nebula spiral, and the squeezed divine power will squeeze the original divine power, and after squeezing, it will be compressed into golden divine power.

After all the calculations, in the end, it was because the cultivation speed of the divine power was too slow that the progress of the silver divine power conversion to gold would be slowed down. If there is a first-class cultivation potential...... Well, it's just Zhuang Xiaoyuan's own fantasy. The current fifth-class potential is already very rare. After all, it was not even a faint potential in the last class.

Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who had fully recovered his divine power, slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the figures of several of his subordinates lying on the ground covered with cotton blankets. At this time, Zhuang Xiaoyuan noticed the army-green blanket he was wearing. and a transparent insulated box full of food.

Looking at the blanket on his body and the thermal box beside him, even when the weather was close to winter and had begun to get cold, Zhuang Xiaoyuan felt a burst of warmth. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a faint smile, Zhuang Xiaoyuan carefully picked up the thermos box beside him, tried not to make a sound to disturb the rest of his subordinates, opened the thermos box, took out chopsticks and started his own dinner.

Although the food in the incubator tastes very ordinary, and it has become a little cold because it has been left for a while, Zhuang Xiaoyuan still feels that these foods are as delicious as the food made when he became Erina Nagikiri.

Although I have fought and fought before because I was not convinced by each other. I'm afraid that there are still a few people who are not convinced by their own little yellow-haired girl who is not yet an adult, maybe they are still secretly scolding, if they are also gods and soldiers, they are definitely better than themselves or something.

However, even if they are not convinced, they are unwilling, when facing the same enemy, everyone will still work together, and when they notice that their comrades are not in good condition, they will still involuntarily care. This is a soldier, this is comradeship. Maybe two people who were still scolding each other and competing with each other yesterday will become comrades-in-arms who will save your life at a critical time today. This is the atmosphere of the army, and this is the reason why mankind firmly believes that it will win, because I am not alone.

After eating the late dinner and gently putting down the thermos box, Zhuang Xiaoyuan did not do anything superfluous. One last glance at his subordinates, with a warm heart, Zhuang Xiaoyuan closed his eyes again and began to continue his daily cultivation of divine power.

The next day, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's group of personnel took over the other half of the transportation task that began in the middle of the night last night, and a group of personnel began to carry out a new day's transportation and replenishment. It was probably yesterday's failed attack that made the evil gods rein in, and the next day passed peacefully, but Zhuang Xiaoyuan always felt that the calm at this time was a sign of the coming storm.

On the other side of the Evil Demon Beast Tide far away from Maple City, there was a dilapidated ruin, and the only neat thing in the ruins was a beautiful villa. The whole villa is full of people, and it doesn't look like an abandoned area by humans at all. Instead, it's like a holiday villa specially built by a local tyrant.

"Lord Acassa, Project Ripple has failed." At this time, a young girl was half-kneeling by the pool of the villa, bowing her head and reporting. If it weren't for the black magic tattoo engraved on her forehead, no one would have known that this young girl would be an evil god whose purpose is to destroy all living beings.

"Project Ripple failed, I already knew it yesterday. If that's what you're bothering me about, you know the consequences. The target of the girl's report, a **** shirt, a young man with sunglasses is lying leisurely on the beach chair, one on the left and one on the right, two girls with the same appearance, one is beating his legs, and the other is carefully peeling out a grape and handing it to his mouth.

Whether it is a young man on a beach chair or a twin girl on the left and right, they all have magic patterns on their foreheads, but the magic patterns on the young men's foreheads are not as black as the girls, but bright red as if they are dripping blood.

"Whew." Hearing the young man's words, the half-kneeling girl trembled, as if remembering the experience she didn't want to recall, and with a frightened expression, the girl trembled and continued to speak: "And, it's not just a matter of the Ripple Project, Lord Akasa. The fishing plan also failed, the bait was eaten and the fish ran away. ”

After speaking, the girl seemed to think of something, and her body suddenly tensed and lowered her head. Sure enough, just as she thought, an invisible attack came quietly, directly bombarding the girl, knocking the girl far away, directly into the walls of the villa.

"The bait was eaten, and the fish were allowed to escape, are you all waste, what are you going to do when you come back? Phew, human food is terrible. Akasa didn't move for a moment before he directly knocked the half-kneeling girl away, stood up from the beach chair, and Akasa spit out the grapes he had just eaten into his mouth on the ground. He spat in disgust, and walked step by step towards the collapsed villa wall.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Acassa. Please give me a chance to atone. Crawling out of the pile of bricks where the wall had collapsed, the girl didn't dare to lift her head, and fell down in front of Akasar with her whole body.

"Give you another chance? Well? Stretching out his right foot and stepping on the top of the girl's head, crushing back and forth, Akassa's eyes did not have the slightest emotion, as if what was in front of him was not his subordinate, but an ordinary prop that was not easy to use.

"Please, give me another chance, this time it will be successful." Akassar's feet were on top of her head, and the girl didn't dare to move, trembling slightly, and squeezing words begging for mercy out of her mouth.