Chapter 119

Among them, the Thunder Cult has four.

High Priest Hog, Deputy Priest Ritt, Elder Glair, Elder Okalai.

Half-Orc Patriarch Yimen.

Also promoted to the legendary level.

And the Black Moon Elf clan.

Overwatch Captain Bibina, Black Moon Magic Instructor Captain Natiya, Black Moon High Priestess Captain Kailin.

"My followers."

"Six demigods."

"Eighteen legendary beings."

"One hundred and twenty-eight epic-level beings."

Li Li Li Yue’s expression was very happy.

The strength of such followers—

In the God-Making Tower.

It is estimated that they are in the top three.

He has the confidence to compete!

Whoosh—

He beckoned gently.

Immediately—

In the Seven-Colored Valley.

On the Seven-Colored Ancient Tree, drops of Seven-Colored Royal Honey flew up into the air.

Falling directly into the Divine Realm.

This—

Is also a change of a Golden Demigod.

Can collect items from the Immortal Continent.

No need for saints to send them in anymore.

"Fifteen years."

"A total of one hundred and twenty drops of Seven-Colored Royal Honey."

"Each drop can increase the chance of a Tier 6 Flying Sky promoting to Tier 7 Epic by 40%."

Li Li Li Yue’s gaze fell on the Thunder Legion camp.

Flicking his finger gently.

These one hundred and twenty drops of Seven-Colored Royal Honey were grouped in pairs.

Fusing directly into the bodies of sixty Berserker Knights and Silver Piercers closest to Tier 7 Epic.

Two troop types—

Thirty of each.

Boom!

Instantly—

These sixty Tier 6 Berserker Knights and Silver Piercers.

Their auras erupted violently, increasing rapidly.

They themselves.

Had a 20% to 30% chance of promoting to Tier 7 Epic.

At this time, fusing with two drops of Seven-Colored Royal Honey—

Promotion success rate.

Almost 100%!

Of course.

There is no such thing as 100% in the world.

If they don't want to promote themselves, they will definitely fail.

But—

Who wouldn't want to promote from Tier 6 to Tier 7?

All of a sudden.

Thunder Legion camp.

Sixty epic-level auras soared!

All other members of the Thunder Legion looked on with immense envy.

They knelt down piously.

Praying to the great deity, their faith becoming a few points more pious.

And these sixty Berserker Knights and Silver Piercers who promoted to Tier 7 Epic.

Knelt on the ground in excitement and ecstasy.

On the spot—

All pious believers promoted to fanatic believers.

In the Divine Realm.

Li Li Li Yue withdrew his gaze, looked into the distance, and whispered faintly:

"It is time to head to the other side of the Dragon Demon Mountain Range..."

"Fallen Angel, I am a bit impatient to see you."

(The previous chapter should have been six demigod followers, it has been corrected, please ignore if you see the correct content)

In the gloomy and dark Divine Realm.

Rolling demonic energy rose from the ground, forming thick pitch-black clouds in the sky.

Raindrops condensed entirely from demonic power fell.

Pitter-patter.

In every drop of rainwater.

It was as if invisible roars drifted over.

Crazy, dark, cold.

On the ground.

In a massive palace.

Cold firelight flickered, and torches were inserted all over the palace.

At the entrance of the great hall.

Stood two figures shaped like magic swords.

A terrifying sharp aura emanated from their bodies, their eyes evil and murderous.

This—

Is a very terrifying race among superior demons.

Evil Sword Demon.

In the great hall.

A figure sat high above, quietly.

Below.

Wilcottes stood cautiously, with respect on his face.

Although.

He waited for several months.

Before being received.

He was extremely dissatisfied in his heart.

But he did not dare to show it at all.

"Interesting."

"Light Angel, Demon Hunter?"

"No wonder Father asked you to come find me."

"These are all excellent collectibles."

With two ferocious demon horns on his head and pitch-black demon wings spread on his back.

With his long crimson hair flying, Ernest revealed an evil smile on his face.

He looked down at Wilcottes below:

"I can send three Bronze Demigods, ten legendary beings, and fifty epic beings."

"But—"

"I want your 'Evil Tree'."

Hearing this.

Wilcottes’s face changed.

He looked at Ernest in horror.

This 'Evil Tree'.

He hadn't had it for long.

How did Ernest know!

Could it be—

Among his followers, there is a spy for Ernest?

He was silent for a moment.

He still gritted his teeth and nodded:

"Okay!"

"But I need to wait until I slay the God of Thunder before I can give it to you!"

Evil Tree.

Although very precious.

It comes from the Endless Abyss, the trees beside the Demon Mother River.

Stained with the power of the Demon Mother River.

Capable of giving birth to 'Evil Fruit' that enhances demon strength.

But—

The hatred in his heart for the God of Thunder.

Completely overwhelmed his importance for this 'Evil Tree'.

Wiping out all his legendary and epic followers.

Slaughtering one hundred thousand demons.

If this hatred is not avenged.

He cannot swallow this breath no matter what.

He has no mood to comprehend divine jobs.

"Okay."

Ernest still had an evil smile on his face.

Quite satisfied in his heart.

Although.

Wilcottes’s 'Evil Tree' is only Tier 8 legendary.

The evil fruit that can be born.

Is also only Tier 8 legendary.

But—

The Tier 8 legendary evil fruit can already enhance Tier 7 epic demons.

To promote to Tier 8 legendary demons.

And—

The Evil Tree is stained with the power of the Demon Mother River.

The evil fruit it bears has the ability to break demon bloodline restrictions.

Extremely precious.

Soon.

Wilcottes returned to his Divine Realm.

A look of ferocious excitement appeared on his face.

Staring at the Dragon Demon Mountain Range.

As if he could see through the endlessly high Dragon Demon Mountain Range.

To the other side.

"God of Thunder, three demigods, ten legendary beings, let’s see how you block it!"

He whispered gloomily.

Even if the Demon Hunter promoted to legendary.

But—

A newly promoted legendary Demon Hunter.

Even if five of them join forces, they cannot block a demon demigod!

"I will cut off your head and extract your divine soul."

Exciting killing intent jumped in his eyes.

At the foot of the Dragon Demon Mountain Range.

The ground shook.

Goddess of Flame Joyce, who was focusing her gaze on her priest, looked on in a daze.

On the distant horizon.

Two thousand Berserker Knights over ten meters tall charged over.

They held giant axes, their foreheads tilted, jaws protruding, teeth exposed.

Their faces were all full of excitement and bloodthirst.

Looking extremely ferocious.

The Black-Scaled Dragons they sat on were tall and robust, with thick legs.

The dragon heads, which looked like Black Dragons, were full of cruelty and tyranny.

A pair of dragon eyes were densely covered with bloodshot eyes.

Every Berserker Knight.

Weighed over seven tons.

At this moment, two thousand Berserker Knights were running wildly on the ground.

Smoke and dust soared into the sky.

Rolling blood-colored evil aura rose like wolf smoke, condensing into thick blood-colored evil aura clouds above their heads!

And in the back—

A large area of silver-white light was blinding.

That was five thousand silver centaurs.

Their height also reached seven or eight meters.

Their eyes were sharp, as if they could pierce through everything.

In the sky.

Four bone dragons spread their wings, and the aura of the undead permeated.

Not far away.