Chapter 112

Clearly, the speed of the rat-men was holding back the bone dragon.

At the same time.

Fu Luli darted through the jungle while praying in her heart:

"Great Lord."

"I have discovered a follower of the Hidden God; they are marching toward Gruush."

"But among their followers is a Rank 8 legendary bone dragon..."

"A Rank 8 legendary bone dragon?"

In the Divine Realm.

Li Yue's expression tightened slightly.

The Hidden God.

How could a legendary bone dragon suddenly appear!

If such a devastating weapon existed.

There was no reason that half a year ago,

it would have hidden itself away, not revealing the slightest trace.

"Could it be that this bone dragon had not yet awakened last time?"

He murmured softly.

But that didn't make sense either.

The Hidden God is not the God of Undead.

How could he have the power to awaken a bone dragon?

If it was purchased—

He simply didn't believe it.

The Hidden God is not that wealthy.

How could he afford a legendary bone dragon?

A Rank 8 legendary bone dragon.

Can only be awakened from the corpse of a Rank 9 demigod dragon!

Moreover.

This involves extremely complex high-level divine arts.

Even demigods of the Undead path lack the ability to awaken a Rank 8 bone dragon.

Only a true deity.

Can awaken a Rank 8 bone dragon from the corpse of a demigod dragon!

This is an extremely precious legendary unit.

Placed in a lower plane.

Legendary.

Refers to a creature standing at the peak of an era, creating legends!

Each and every one of them is a legend!

Where could the Hidden God afford such a thing?

"There is something wrong here..."

Li Yue's eyes flickered.

But what the problem was,

he could not guess.

"Fortunately, this sacrifice yielded the Yulongzhi Sect..."

"Otherwise, we would be in serious trouble..."

A smile appeared on his face.

Although.

Even without this Yulongzhi Sect,

this divine war,

he would not lose.

After all—

Even if all his followers died out,

and his power was severely weakened,

his own strength would still far exceed that of a Third-Transformation Demigod!

But—

If his followers died out,

it would be like returning to square one overnight.

It would be an unbearable pain.

"Come then."

"Just to settle this—"

He whispered.

Looking at the floating Yulongzhi Sect beside him, he pointed lightly.

Suddenly—

This Rank 8 legendary artifact.

Flew out from the Divine Realm and landed directly on the head of the Dark Ancient Tree Kalim.

Pope Huo Ge's realm is still too low.

Li Yue feared he could not wield the Yulongzhi Sect properly.

And the Black Dragon Fu Luli.

As a dragon, she had no way to possess the Yulongzhi Sect.

Boom—!

Thunder surged, divine power trembled!

"My faithful ones."

"Take up your weapons and engage in life-or-death combat with the coming cultists of the evil god."

"This is a divine war."

A solemn voice rang out above the Gwush tribe.

Half-orcs, humans, gray dwarves, ratmen.

The four races within a ten-kilometer radius.

All paused for a moment.

Then—

Most revealed expressions of excitement and fanaticism.

Divine war!

Especially the half-orcs.

Each of their eyes burned with battle lust.

Each raptor stood on its two legs, its pupils crimson.

Under Yimen's command, the Berserker Knights began to assemble.

Over three hundred Rank 2 half-orc warriors followed behind.

The nearby Weibupa tribe.

Large numbers of human soldiers gathered rapidly under General Kasha's roar.

Also converging swiftly.

The Blade Edge Tribe.

One by one, burly gray dwarf warriors charged out, shouldering battle-axes.

At the forefront was the Blade Edge Tribe's chieftain, Sansun, a Rank 4 lord.