Chapter 262

Became a student of a deity?

This—

How did it make him feel so dreamy...

Labo City.

Even though it was already night, it was still brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.

Huge magic searchlights were hung high on the city walls.

Illuminating a radius of two or three kilometers as bright as day.

Soldiers wearing cold iron armor and holding long spears stood on the city walls.

Their eyes were as sharp as hawks, scanning the surroundings.

Strands of baleful aura flowed from them, making one's heart tremble.

In the city.

The huge clamor was like the daytime.

Everywhere there were drunken alcoholics, cursing strong men, mercenaries lingering in the red-light district...

The entire city.

All shops were also open all night.

Bright magic lights were every ten steps, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night.

In the sky.

Grael held his staff, his expression calm, looking down at the scene below.

His pair of eyes had a faint emerald color.

He had merged with the 【Vegetation Divine Profession】.

Controlling the power of vegetation, it is a wood-type divine profession.

"Grand Duke Labo, legendary limit strength."

He whispered softly.

Behind the Nine Cities Alliance.

There is only one demigod.

That demigod—

Belongs to the city lord of 'Moer City'.

And Moer City is the core of the Nine Cities Alliance.

Whoosh—

He waved his staff gently and chanted a spell.

Immediately—

Green light descended from the sky.

Shrouding the Labo City Lord's Mansion directly.

What was strange was.

The entire city—

With seven or eight hundred thousand living beings of various races, no one discovered this green light.

Even—

There were two legendary beings in the city, and it was the same.

As if.

This green light did not exist at all.

In the green light.

A large number of spores, too small to be noticed, flew in the air.

Guards, servants, maids...

In their breathing.

They inhaled a large number of spores.

Immediately—

These guards, servants, maids...

All flashed with a faint emerald color, forming a rune, branded on their foreheads.

And the rich green light.

Aggregated together.

Rushing crazily toward a quiet room deep in the City Lord's Mansion.

In the quiet room.

Labo sat cross-legged, meditating.

As a legendary limit mage.

His greatest pursuit was to be able to break through the legendary realm and ascend to demigod!

Demigod.

That is the realm of deities!

Legendaries will die of old age.

But as long as one becomes a demigod, one will have infinite lifespan!

Beside him.

There were a large number of earth-type energy crystals.

Thick and rich earth-type energy rose in the quiet room, turning into mist.

With every breath.

It was inhaled by him in large quantities.

Suddenly—

Green light surged over.

"Hmm?"

Labo's eyelids twitched wildly, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

But before he could react.

A large amount of green light had already shrouded him!

Emerald spores surged crazily into his body!

"Demigod!!"

"No!!"

Labo showed horror in his eyes and roared unwillingly.

But in less than a minute.

The spirit in his eyes dimmed.

Replaced by—

Green pupils, and that strange green rune on his forehead.

But soon.

These all receded.

In the sky.

Grael wore a smile and whispered gently:

"This 'Parasitic Puppet' divine art is still quite useful."

"It's just a pity that with my realm, I can only control nine legendary-level beings at most."

Whoosh—

He stepped down.

Landing in the City Lord's Mansion.

Seven days later.

City Lord Labe announced that from this day forth, he would worship the great Lord of Thunder!

And—

In the city square, a massive idol was erected!

The idol's face was indistinct, but its eyes shone with purple light, appearing immensely majestic!

From this point on—

The Thunder Sect officially stepped onto the stage of the Tianlan Continent.

It began to proselytize extensively within Labe City.

With the full cooperation of City Lord Labe.

And the appearance of nine legendary-level clergy members.

Suddenly—

The Thunder Sect's reputation soared.

Many living beings in Labe City chose to join and worship the Lord of Thunder.

"What is Labe doing!!"

"Who gave him permission to fully cooperate with an outside sect in the territory of the Nine Cities Alliance!!"

Moxi City.

Grand Duke Mo Er roared.

A terrifying aura surged from him, vast and mighty, suppressing everything.

As the only demigod of the Nine Cities Alliance.

Although—

He had not been a demigod for long, only about ten years in total.

Yet—

He had long since considered the Nine Cities Alliance his own territory!

The living beings of the Nine Cities Alliance—

Should all be his believers!!

In the great hall.

Seven city lords at the legendary limit looked at their noses and hearts, none daring to speak.

None of them wanted to endure the wrath of a demigod.

They—

Could not afford to endure it either.

At the same time, they were secretly shocked.

How could that old fellow Labe suddenly worship some Lord of Thunder?

A strange deity they had never even heard of.

"Or perhaps—"

"Is it Labe himself, borrowing the name of a deity to gather faith and forcibly break through to the demigod realm?"

They were suspicious in their hearts.

"Send out the troops!"

"Send out the troops immediately!"

"I want to sever Labe's head! I want to trample that so-called Thunder Sect into the ground!!"

Grand Duke Mo Er bellowed, his eyes revealing a startling blood-red hue.

Following his command—

In just half a month.

An army of staggering scale.

Gathered from eight cities and marched toward Labe City!

In the firmament.

Grand Duke Mo Er rode a black tiger with two wings, his expression cold and murderous.

The other seven city lords followed behind.

Besides them.

There were eleven legends.

These—

Were the powerhouses of the Seven Cities Alliance.

Labe City.

Ge Lai Er, dressed in a high priest's robe and holding a staff, sat quietly above.

Below.

Four demigods sat to the left and right.

They were all wearing exquisite purple priest robes, their expressions peaceful.

These four demigods.

All looked very young.

They were all from the time when the Thunder Sect was still just a religious group.

Selected from among the humans and sent to the Dark Canyon to be cultivated as spellcaster seeds.

It must be said.

The magic of the Black Moon Elf Mother Tree was unfathomable.

Originally—

They should have had no possibility of ascending to demigod status.

But after several months of cultivation by the Black Moon Elves—

Their talents had all greatly increased.

And the four before them had originally possessed excellent talent.

After cultivation—

Their talent was naturally even more astonishing.

Ascending to the demigod realm in just over a hundred years.

"High Priest, if my guess is correct, that Grand Duke Mo Er should be a third-turn bronze demigod."

'Lao Sen', sitting at the head of the left side, spoke.

He had a head of brilliant golden hair, and his pupils were also golden.

He was one of the first.

Batch of human youths sent to the Dark Canyon to be cultivated.

And the one with the best talent among that batch of youths.

At this moment—

On the chest of his robe, seven stars were embroidered.

This—

Represented that he was a Seven-Star Priest of the Thunder Sect.

The Thunder Sect.

From top to bottom.

Divided into three ranks: Pope, High Priest, and Priest.

There was only one Pope, and four High Priests, all at the fourth-turn silver demigod realm.

Below them—

The Seven-Star Priests were all third-turn bronze demigods.

"High Priest, let me and Lao Sen take action and resolve them all at once."