Chapter 105

Hiding all along.

Yet it filled his heart with bitter resentment.

He was, after all, a mighty deity, once full of vigor and pride.

How could he, like those filthy worshippers, hide underground!

But if he didn't hide—

What else could he do?

Once the God of Thunder found him—

He was certain.

He would have no chance of survival!

"Damn! Damn it all!"

He growled inwardly.

Desperate to possess the power to turn the tables and kill his foe.

Then brutally torture and slaughter the God of Thunder, venting his seething hatred.

"You're furious?"

At that moment—

A faint voice spoke.

"Leave me alone."

The God of Concealment snapped irritably.

"Is your divine domain near the God of Thunder?"

The faint voice continued.

Hearing this—

The God of Concealment trembled violently, snapping his head up.

How did this person know his divine domain was near the God of Thunder!

Could it be—

That this was a friend of the God of Thunder, helping track him down?!

His heart lurched with panic.

"I'm not a friend of the God of Thunder."

"On the contrary, I can help you slay the God of Thunder."

The faint voice showed not the slightest fluctuation.

Calm. Cold.

The God of Concealment's pupils shrank, fixing his gaze on the figure before him.

He was an extremely young deity.

Dressed in a dark gold robe, adorned with pale divine runes.

His exposed skin was unnaturally pale.

At his waist hung a slender sword.

"A Necromancy True Deity!"

The God of Concealment drew a sharp breath.

This was truly a True Deity!

A real god!

His expression instantly turned respectful:

"Why would my lord aid me?"

Almost instantly—

He chose to believe the True Deity before him.

The God of Thunder could never have enlisted a True Deity to track him down!

He—

Was not that important.

"Naturally, I have my reasons."

Jie Li Mai Ya spoke indifferently.

He flipped his right hand.

Two space rings appeared in his palm:

"The left one contains a Rank 8 bone dragon, already fallen into oblivion."

"The right one holds a soul flame, capable of reviving the bone dragon."

"With the bone dragon's aid, can you slay the God of Thunder?"

The God of Concealment was stunned, then overcome with ecstatic joy:

"A Rank 8 bone dragon!"

"With a Rank 8 bone dragon, slaying the God of Thunder will be effortless!"

The God of Thunder—

Doesn't he rely solely on that black dragon to show his power?

And a Rank 8 bone dragon—

Though the weakest of Rank 8 dragonkind—

But it is not comparable to a Rank 7 Black Dragon still in its growth phase!

"Very good."

Jie Li Mai Ya said with satisfaction:

"You swear to the City of the Gods..."

The Gwush Tribe.

Black Dragon Fu Luli, the Dark Ancient Tree Kalim, the Gwush Orcs, the Vibba people, the Rat People...

And the Grey Dwarves who migrated over half a year ago.

A vast, dark mass.

Kneeling before the expanded ancestral hall.

Regardless of gender or age, all prayed devoutly.

"Great God of Thunder, you have bestowed hope upon us; you are the master of all things—"

"Great God of Thunder, you are our ancestor—"

"May your divine power be eternal, may you protect us—"

"Please accept our sacrifice—"

Pope Huo Ge shouted fervently.

Behind him.

The other shamans and priests also cried out fervently.

Behind.

All the Orcs, humans, Grey Dwarves, and Rat People also shouted devoutly or with awe.

Before the ancestral hall.

A palm-sized object resembling a gate, carved with many struggling dragons trapped within, slowly vanished.

This—

Was precisely the Rank 6 Fenglongzhi Sect gate bestowed by the God of Hail back then, used by his followers to deal with Black Dragon Fu Luli!

And this time.

This Fenglongzhi Sect gate.

Was offered as a sacrifice!

In the Divine Realm.

Li Yue felt somewhat expectant.

A Rank 6 Fenglongzhi Sect gate.