Chapter 148

Actually willing to waste precious divine power.

To resurrect them, these humble servants!

For a moment.

His faith increased rapidly.

His whole being seemed to have sublimated.

Actually—

Transforming directly from a Saint into a Holy Spirit!

Wisps of purple lightning flashed on his body.

On his forehead.

An extra symbol of purple lightning appeared.

That is the mark of thunder!

It is the mark of being a Holy Spirit of a thunder-system god!

"Hmm?"

Li Li Li Yue was even stunned for a moment.

Looking in surprise at this Orc chieftain and Berserker Knight commander, Yimen.

A Holy Spirit?!

Actually, under these circumstances.

The first Holy Spirit was born?

Advancing to a Holy Spirit even earlier than Hog, the high priest of the Thunder Cult!

This—

Is truly an unexpected joy.

A Holy Spirit.

Does not just represent ten times more faith power than a Saint of the same rank.

This is also the best vessel for a god's descent!

Compared to a Saint.

It can carry more of a god's strength!

Even for a True God.

Any Holy Spirit is valued.

If Saints can still rely on the once-every-ten-years living sacrifice to accumulate.

Then Holy Spirits—

Only have the path of slow cultivation.

At the same time—

As Berserker Knight after Berserker Knight was resurrected and stood up.

All the Berserker Knights and Silver Centaurs present.

Had their faith piety increasing rapidly.

Death and resurrection!

This is a miracle!

It is the miracle shown by the great Lord!

"My Lord is merciful."

Hog said piously, slowly kneeling on the ground, prostrating himself.

His whole being.

Also seemed to have undergone sublimation.

Between his eyebrows, just like Yimen.

An extra purple thunder symbol appeared.

A Holy Spirit!

The second Holy Spirit!

"My Lord is merciful."

The other legends and demigods also knelt respectfully on the ground, saying piously.

"Unexpectedly, one resurrection."

"Actually resulted in two more Holy Spirits."

A look of satisfaction appeared on Li Li Li Yue's face.

Eighteen drops of pure divine power.

Resurrected over seventeen hundred sixth-tier Berserker Knights and eight Epic-level Berserker Knights.

And gave birth to two Holy Spirits.

Not a loss at all.

Whoosh—

He slowly closed his eyes.

Continuing the refinement of the eighth turn.

"Defeated!"

In the dim divine domain.

Pibor's face was pale.

The other numerous Golden demigods were the same.

Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with fear.

No need to think much.

They all knew.

The believers of the God of Thunder.

Surely before long.

Would kill their way to their lair!

And this battle had already gathered the vast majority of their strength.

Wiped out in one battle.

How could they possibly resist those terrifying believers of the God of Thunder?

Not to mention anything else.

Just the three Silver demigod-level Light Angels.

Were enough to make their believers despair!

"Go find Ernest!"

"They wanted to pick the peaches, but were caught in one net by the God of Thunder."

"It's no different from our current situation."

"Joining forces with them, we might still be able to slay the God of Thunder!"

"No matter how strong he is, he is not a True God."

"If he can kill one Nine-Turn demigod, can he really contend with the nine of them, Ernest and the others, and our hundred-plus Golden and Silver demigods!"

Pibor gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

Although—

He didn't have much confidence in saying this.

Believers defeated and fallen.

Whether for their side or Ernest's side.

It had a huge impact!

Even their strength.

Had all dropped by a turn.

And waiting for their lair to be destroyed—

It is estimated that dropping one turn won't be the end of it!

But—

This is the only way.

"Damn it!"

"Where did he get three Silver demigod-level Light Angels!"

Ernest roared.

This battle.

It can be said.

Was all ruined by those two Light Angels who suddenly popped up.

Otherwise—

It was possible to win!

"Behind this God of Thunder, there must be a True God standing!"

"And not just an ordinary True God, perhaps a Middle True God."

The Blood demigod Halse said gloomily, a hint of fear appearing on his face.

Without a True God standing behind.

How could a god from a newly born region.

Be so terrifying!

The lineup of believers is actually stronger than all of them in the southern region of the Demon Lands combined!

This—

Is completely impossible.

"What does that True God want to do?"

"Could it be that he wants to go to war with our demon-system True Gods?!"

The Lava Troll growled.

They also thought so.

Without a True God, or even a powerful True God, supporting him from behind.

How could the God of Thunder be so scary!

"Let's join forces with Pibor and the others."

"A final struggle."

Ernest took a deep breath, his expression cold:

"I will ask my father to bestow a lower-tier divine artifact."

"No matter how strong the God of Thunder is."

"He is still a demigod, not a True God!"

"A lower-tier divine artifact?"

Hope ignited in the eyes of the other demon demigods.

A lower-tier divine artifact, this is a terrifying weapon that only True Gods can forge and nourish!

Each one.

Is shockingly powerful!

It can even contain the power of a True God.

Delivering a blow of a True God!

A blow of a True God!

Just thinking about it made them excited.

No matter how strong the God of Thunder is.

Can he really block a blow from a True God?

Even if suppressed by the rules of the Immortal Continent.

And only able to barely touch the power of a True God.

But—

It is definitely far beyond any demigod!

Time passed.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

In the divine domain.

Li Li Li Yue opened his eyes.

A shockingly rich purple thunder burst forth.

A terrifying aura surged from his body.

This aura was so terrifying.

That if a Nine-Turn Golden demigod stood in front of him.

They would tremble and turn pale.

Even—

A True God who had ignited their divine fire and raised their divine kingdom.

Would have a solemn expression, not daring to underestimate him in the slightest!

"The refinement is complete."

"Is this—"

"What an eighth-turn demigod is?"

"Sure enough, both the physique and the divine soul have become much stronger."

"Even with the same degree of divine office control, I can exert even greater power."

He whispered to himself.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

His gaze turned toward Gewushi City.

It was time for the annual sacrifice again.

It had been a full eleven years.

Since becoming a god.

Looking at the ancestral shrine.

That large mass of Demon Mother River power.

A look of expectation appeared on his face.

After the sacrifice.

A hundredfold increase.

It was time to try and see if I could strengthen the Fallen Angel Rebirth Pool!

If it works.

Maybe in the future—

I could raise the Angel Rebirth Pool to the level of directly giving birth to four-winged angels!

Four-winged angels.

Born directly as Golden demigods.

Which demigod can have Golden demigods as believers?

Even a lower-tier True God.

Would find it hard to hope for!

And—

Even if I can't upgrade the Angel Rebirth Pool—

This mass of Demon Mother River power won't be wasted.

I will replicate the Thunder Titan Source Pool.