Chapter 248

City of the Deities.

Trillions of demigods.

But how many demigods possess demigod followers?

How many?

At most.

Probably not exceeding five hundred!

She has self-awareness.

She fully understands.

Let her cultivate demigod followers herself.

It is utterly impossible to succeed.

Naturally, she would not bother inquiring about such matters.

"To cultivate one legendary follower requires at least five drops of divine power."

"And to cultivate one demigod follower—"

"Requires at least fifty drops of divine power!"

Jie Li Mai Ya's voice grew colder.

"Fifty drops of divine power?"

The Spider Goddess trembled inwardly.

What an enormous sum this was!

Yet she immediately recalled a rumor she had once heard, and hesitated:

"I heard that in some places, divine offices are traded, their prices as low as twenty to thirty drops of divine power…"

She did not finish her sentence.

But her meaning was perfectly clear.

Why not spend twenty to thirty drops of divine power to purchase a divine office?

Then grant that office to a follower?

That way—

Would it not save more than fifty drops of divine power?

"Fool."

Jie Li Mai Ya's expression darkened:

"Divine offices are left behind by fallen true deities, each containing residual wills of the true deities."

"Without reaching the Demigod Realm, fusing a divine office will most likely drive you mad, twist your soul, or cause direct death—leaving you with neither follower nor office."

"Unless the residual will within the divine office has been utterly erased by the power of time."

"But such divine offices—"

"Are rare beyond reckoning."

Moreover,

He had another unspoken words.

That is, the value of divine offices—

Varies greatly.....

Divine offices priced at twenty to thirty drops of divine power are all relatively weak.

Some powerful divine offices—

Such as those of Tides, Jungles, and racial deities of various races—

Are worth ten, even a hundred times more than twenty to thirty drops of divine power.

"Then…"

The Spider Goddess gazed at Jie Li Mai Ya with pitiful eyes.

Jie Li Mai Ya's face was expressionless.

He withdrew from his hand a gray divine card.

The surface of this divine card was engraved with a massive gray magical array.

Gray divine light permeated the array.

"This is a 'Translocation Divine Card' crafted by a Space-type true deity."

"It can teleport your divine domain to a random location within three thousand kilometers."

After saying that.

He then withdrew another dark, lifeless divine card:

"This is a 'Concealment Divine Card' crafted by a Darkness-type true deity."

"It can conceal your divine domain."

"Unless a deity possesses the Concealment Divine Office, no one can detect your divine domain."

"Translocation Divine Card! Concealment Divine Card!"

The Spider Goddess stared fixedly, breathing heavily.

This—

Was undoubtedly the ultimate treasure for a demigod like her to preserve her life!

"Want it?"

Jie Li Mai Ya's voice was cold:

"Give me the coordinates of your divine domain."

"These two god cards are yours."

Three actions.

Three failures.

Causing him to lose a vast amount of divine power.

He thought.

These demigods are all unreliable.

In the end,

he might even have to act personally!

Although

invading the Immortal Continent

requires paying a staggering price,

for that Night Elf Mother Tree capable of birthing mid-tier elves,

he would spare no effort!

"Coordinates of the divine domain?"

The Spider Goddess's face shifted between gloom and anger.

Coordinates of the divine domain.

They are the greatest confidence a demigod can have when facing a true god.

If the coordinates of the divine domain are not leaked,

one basically has no fear of the Zhaoshang Sect coming to their door.

But once leaked—

then life and death are entirely in the other's hands!

However, she was also a decisive person.

Without these two god cards,

she would definitely fall to the hands of the God of Lei Ting before long.

In that case—

to exchange for survival,

giving the coordinates of the divine domain to Jie Li Mai Ya was nothing! 4.3

Moreover—

she knew very well.