Chapter 22

【Realm of Deities Interface】

【Deity】: Li Yue

【Divine Portfolio】: Lei Ting, Gale

【Divine Name】: Admon Prosius Inlun...

【Divine Title】: God of Lei Ting, God of Gale

【Divine Rank】: Half-God, First Transformation

【Divine Power】: 0

【Power of Faith】: 173300

【Divine Artifact】: None

【Cult】: None

【Believers】: Gwush Half-Orcs

Li Yue looked at the information panel before him and gently raised his left hand.

Instantly—

A tiny, pale-green gale rose from his hand.

It quickly transformed into a Long Juanfeng.

Packed densely on it were countless razor-sharp wind blades.

For Deities,

they can all control a portion of the energy in heaven and earth through their Divine Portfolio.

Thereby condensing it into attacks like thunder, gales, lightning, or mountains.

This requires no consumption whatsoever.

It is also the most basic ability of a Deity.

Of course—

Consuming Divine Power can greatly increase the might of your attacks.

Even.

You can release terrifying Divine Arts belonging to Deities entirely with Divine Power!

"This is the Gale Portfolio..."

Li Yue whispered.

He felt.

Another portion of energy in heaven and earth came under his control.

One could say.

His cultivation had not changed.

But his strength had surged!

Even compared to Half-Gods of the Second or even Third Transformation, he would not be weaker by a hair!

Lei Ting plus Gale.

The power was far greater than before!

"And..."

"I can gain another Shaman..."

A smile appeared on his face.

Shaman.

They are the sages of the believers.

Any Shaman.

is a spellcaster.

And a Half-God.

normally, can only transform one Shaman.

Of course.

If your believers possess spellcaster talent

and cultivate into Shamans on their own, that is also possible.

But—

For races like the Half-Orcs, which have absolutely no spellcaster talent,

the Deity's transformation is required.

His gaze turned toward the outside of the Divine Domain.

At the same time, he transmitted a Divine Oracle.

Ordering Elder Pope Huo Ge.

to arrange a live sacrifice.

The sacrifice.

is that Juvenile Stage Black-Scaled Flying Dragon!

"Quick!"

"Hurry!"

"Remember, from this day forward, you are the slaves of the Gruush tribe!"

"Only by becoming true believers of my god can you shed your slave status and join the Gruush!"

The mighty Gruush half-orcs

drove more than one hundred and eighty half-orcs with sullen faces forward.