Medland.

Eastern Continent.

The ancient and mysterious Eastern Continent is civilized and rich, with a civilization inheritance that is very different from Medland.

The Land of the Dragon, the Land of the Elephant, and the Peacock Continent, three huge land masses together form the Eastern Continent, which are separated from each other by a strait that is no more than 300 miles wide.

The Peacock Continent, a continent that respects women and exists in the form of tribal alliances, has many witchcraft and secret arts, and is prolific with divine doctors and elixirs.

The land of elephants, the princely states, the kings of the soil, the slavery, stubbornly reject all cultural and technological changes, and are rich in the rich who have lost the scum.

The Land of the Dragon, the most powerful and progressive land mass in the Eastern Continent, was built with a unified imperial dynasty 'Liangxu', and the feudal system of dividing the feudal kingdoms. Many years ago, the Nine Kings Rebellion that swept through Liangxu has been completely pacified in the past two years, and the Liangxu Dynasty, which has returned to a unified state, is at an unprecedented, most powerful peak in history.

The imperial capital of Liangxu, the winter palace where the emperor reads, summons, and deals with government affairs every day.

Wearing a dragon robe with an ink plate on a white background and a purple and gold crown, Qiao Xuan stood in front of a huge bookcase, holding a huge brush, and carrying a pen on a large piece of paper sprinkled with gold flowers and as white as snow.

'The good wind lends my strength to sway for nine days'!

Qiao Xuan's words are majestic and powerful, and one stroke is like a knife chopping an axe, revealing an unbeatable domineering charm.

He was seven feet tall, with a beard, his hair was as colored as ink, his skin was as white as snow, and between his eyes opened and closed, divine light erupted several feet away. There are five-colored smoke clouds not only rising from the top of his head, but also thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, lofty mountains and mountains can be seen in the smoke clouds.

Several important ministers of Liangxu stood aside respectfully, staring intently at the tip of Qiao Xuan's pen.

Qiao Xuan did it in one go, ten large ink-stained characters were left on the paper, he took a large pen, took a few steps back, examined his own words, and nodded slowly: "Zhu Qing thinks that these few words are eye-catching?" ”

Without waiting for a few important ministers to speak, Qiao Xuan said coldly: "You know my temper, don't slip around and pat the horse, only find faults...... Hurry up, these words, are they eye-catching? ”

Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of several important ministers.

Qiao Xuan's eyes widened, and he was about to reprimand a few times, when his ears suddenly moved, put down the large pen in his hand, and waved his hand gently.

As if they had been granted amnesty, several important ministers hurriedly bowed, then took a few steps backwards and walked out of the Winter Palace respectfully.

Qiao Xuan turned around, and behind a huge screen carved from white jade behind him, a man wearing a gray cloak with a faint breath walked out slowly.

"There has been a change in the orbital instrument, and in Medland, an ancient presence has been recalled...... What's more, a new god appears. ”

Qiao Xuan put his hands behind his back, frowned, and looked at the man deeply: "Well, they should have the strength to deal with these." ”

The man shook his head slightly, "No, things are getting bad. The 'janitors' are waking up from their slumber, but this time they have been asleep for a little too long, so it will take a little bit of time for them to fully recover. ”

"I need you, go to Medland for yourself, and see what is really going on."

The man said softly: "There, after all, it is a place where the gods are raised, and the stakes are very important, and there is no room for mistakes. ”

Qiao Xuan snorted coldly, and he looked at the man a little unhappily: "The command came to me?" You need to remember that I am the lord of the ruins, the master of this dragon land, and even the entire Eastern Continent respects me. ”

The man smiled and said softly, "However, you are also a member of the El...... You used the power of the organization to quell the Nine Kings Rebellion in such a short period of time, didn't you? ”

Qiao Xuan glanced at the man deeply, waved the sleeves of his robe with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Come on, prepare the sailors, all the members of the Dragon Nine Sons fleet will set off, and the course will be ...... Medland! ”

Outside the gate of the Winter Palace, a respectful voice came.

The man shook his head slightly: "From here to Medland, take the waterway, and when you arrive, it's too late...... According to the will of the 'gatekeeper', the gates to Metland have been opened, so please bring enough strength and be ready to respond. ”

"Whatever happens in Medland, it's enough for you to take responsibility and not let the situation deteriorate too much."

A hazy light smoke rose up.

The man turned into a white-headed cuckoo in the green smoke and flew out of the Winter Palace lightly.

Qiao Xuan's face was gloomy, his hands were behind his back, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Hmph, thirty-two chanting mountaineers...... What's the Broken Name...... Hmph, hmph, the heart of such a secret society organization can be punished......"

"However, these years have been with the help of their strength...... Indeed, unfathomable. ”

"I'm only one level away from the janitor."

"If so, you can completely control this El...... Well, Medland, Medland, I want to ...... back then."

In Qiao Xuan's deep eyes, a touch of tenderness flashed: "I don't know what happened to their mother and daughter...... Tsk, the land of feeding the gods, such a dangerous place, should also take them out...... The Principality of Thousand Lakes can do something. ”

It's been a few years since I joined the El Organization.

It has been more than ten years since he became the absolute top of the El.

Medland is the land of the gods, and this is a top secret that he has only learned about in recent years.

The Land of the Gods.

This doesn't sound like a good number.

Stretching out his claws to Medlan and taking the initiative to do something, Qiao Xuan didn't have the courage for the time being - at least, he didn't have the courage until he figured out more hole cards from the El organization.

However, it makes perfect sense to borrow the Principality of Thousand Lakes and insert a shadow in Medland.

Medland, Port of Tulum.

Des turned into a smear of ashes and fled at full speed to the west.

Duolun and Him were still entangled in the air, their divine bodies tightly entwined, beating each other wildly, each blow making a loud sound that shattered the sky and the earth.

The hydra and the golden oak tree transformed by their divine power also bombarded each other frantically, and the great rift in the sky with a diameter of hundreds of miles led straight to the Dirac Sea, and the endless four basic elements poured down, frantically transforming into dark divine power and sun divine power.

The two divine powers are extremely opposed in terms of attributes, and they are naturally restrained from each other.

The darkness and golden light corroded wildly, and the extremely opposing energies annihilated each other, and then transformed into free basic elemental energy again. Under the urging of the two gods, the huge elemental tide turned into a circle of qi visible to the naked eye, surging wildly in all directions.

In the void of hundreds of miles around Tulun Harbor, the density of elemental energy is increasing rapidly.

100 times, 1000 times, 10,000 times......

One by one, the soldiers of the multinational coalition fell to the ground, and they all developed symptoms similar to 'drunken oxygen'...... Under the erosion of the insanely increasing concentration of elemental energy, they fainted and fell to the ground, their bodies uncontrollably integrated into the high concentration of elemental energy, and their bodies began to transform into a transcendent state.

The sea of strength, energy, and spirit of countless soldiers opened up one after another......

Elemental energy poured into the three seas they opened, rapidly expanding the three seas and enhancing their most basic transcendent powers.

But...... Their weak bodies could not withstand the impact of such a huge amount of elemental energy, and the flesh and blood of many soldiers began to tear apart, and their bodies began to disintegrate uncontrollably.

Margrethe III's eyes turned, and there was a scheming gleam in her eyes.

She looked at the people present who were unstable by the elemental tide, and suddenly let out a shrill laugh...... Behind her, the same black mist shrouded her, and a huge hydra with nine huge dragon heads roared out.

A huge spiritual fluctuation swept thousands of miles.

Margrethe III's face turned pale suddenly, and a large amount of cold sweat continued to pour out on her forehead.

The basic part of the Hydra breathing method passed down by the Delen Empire was forcibly entered into the minds of all the fainting coalition soldiers present by Margaret III with the incomparably powerful soul power.

Washed by the crazy elemental tides, the coalition soldiers who were infused with the basic breathing method directly began to instinctively cultivate the basic hydra breathing method in their flesh.

Their breath became quiet and deep...... Within them, dark fluctuations began to ripple faintly.

"Shameless!" The ambassadors of several countries and the nobles of the unified army roared in unison.

"Oh, I'm a pity...... I can't just watch these lads die so innocently, can I? Margrethe III shrugged her shoulders and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Or, go and persuade the noble crown to stop this ...... Senseless cannibalism? ”

No one was silent.

Even the gods of the church looked away.

Suddenly, the ambassador of the United Kingdom of Nice, who was present, and several generals of the unified army, jumped to their feet and screamed: "No, no, no, he went to the west...... The Lord of Death, he went to the west...... Who can stop him? Who? ”

There was a dead silence for those present.

Des, the lord of billions of coffins and graveyards, the legendary master of death.

Well, if you want to fight the gods, only the gods can.

But now that the two gods who have just been promoted to success, they are fighting lively, and they want them to stop Des, how is it possible?

As for the others......

Margrethe III spread her hands helplessly: "I'm still a little short of a safe promotion, and I haven't been able to eliminate the hidden dangers in my soul yet...... Unless you want an extra mad god to rival you...... Otherwise...... Which of you is confident and gives it a try? ”

The clergy of the Church, including the pinnacle demigods from the City of God's Cry, all kept their mouths shut.

Seeing such a huge change in his colleagues, what clergyman would dare to try to be promoted?

And the other ones have the strength of the demigods, and they are extremely strong...... They looked at each other hesitantly, then shook their heads.

They don't have the confidence to do it.

If they were confident, when Des returned to Medland just now, they would have followed Doren on the road to promotion.

No one stepped in to stop Des.

Des easily rushed to the edge of the mountains to the west.

He smiled strangely, and waved his right hand lightly downward, and a large area of gray gas filled the air, and in the defense line below, hundreds of thousands of mercenary legions gathered by the United Kingdom of Nice fell to the ground and turned into white skeletons.

Large swaths of blood rose into the sky, constantly merging into Des's body.

On the tattered cloak on Des's body, holes began to heal rapidly.