Chapter 812

Dispatching demigod-level believers.

This significantly weakened the strength in their hands.

But—

Didn't they demand to establish a dynasty precisely to form a unified whole?

None of them were fools.

Naturally, they knew.

What would be more beneficial to themselves.

"Third."

"Since I am the Lord of the Dynasty,"

"Then you naturally must offer tribute."

"Every ten years, you shall offer tribute according to your varying strengths: one drop to six drops of divine power."

Li Yue's voice remained almost without any fluctuation.

The moment these words were spoken—

the expressions of many True Gods changed.

One to six drops of divine power every ten years.

Then in a thousand years—

that would be one hundred to six hundred drops of divine power!

For them, these Lower-Grade True Gods, this was absolutely a considerable number.

Silence.

All the gods in the great hall fell into silence.

The first requirement was to dispatch demigod-level believers to join the Dynasty's army.

In that matter—

no matter what.

the believers still belonged to them.

But now—

the divine power offered as tribute

would no longer belong to them!

"Everyone, the new era is not only riddled with crises, but also riddled with opportunities."

"May I ask, Alliance Leader,"

a Lower-Grade True God who had condensed six stars stepped forward, his expression solemn, and bowed, saying:

"If the Dynasty's army gains something, how will the profits be distributed?"

The gods trembled, their gazes all turning tightly toward Li Yue.

In the end,

they wanted to establish a dynasty.

One reason was to counter danger, the other—

was profit!

"It will be divided according to the strength you invest in the Dynasty's army."

Li Yue said calmly.

"In that case—"

"I agree to the Alliance Leader's third requirement."

the six-star Lower-Grade True God who had spoken said in a deep voice.

"I agree as well."

"Agreed."

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"Agreed."

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through the minds of all the True Gods in the great hall, and they all bowed, saying:

"Very good."

"One month from now, establish the Dynasty."

Li Yue revealed a slight smile on his face and gave the order.

Based on the current scale,

offering tribute once every ten years,

he would obtain two thousand seven hundred drops of divine power.

But—

this was only the current scale!

Once his cultivation improved further,

he could move against the surroundings and kill those few Mid-Grade True Gods.

At that time—

his dynasty would inevitably expand on a massive scale!

Since the last time he founded the Lei Alliance

and harvested two hundred and seventy thousand drops of divine power in one go—

He understood.

What it means to have strength in numbers.

This applies not only to mortals.

It also applies to True Gods!

If he were still fighting alone—

How long would it take?

To obtain 270,000 drops of divine power?

Hoo—

His body turned into faint light and vanished.

Eternal Continent.

In the valley.

Cornelia, the Moon God Elf, sat quietly on a branch of a great tree.

Her feet dangled casually.

Her exquisite and perfect face showed no expression.

Nora, the Golden Battle-Monster King, sat on the ground like a golden mountain.

Golden blood qi surged, like a rolling ocean.

On the other side—

Mingya, the Six-Winged Sky Dragon King, planted his thick feet on the ground like two giant pillars.

His six wings spread, shimmering with flowing light and color.

Various energies rushed in wildly, forming faint colored mist.

Additionally, two other Golden Battle-Monsters sat not far from Nora.

The aura on their bodies—

Was already no worse than Nora's.

Both were at the Realm of Gods level of Eighth-Transformation Golden Half-Gods.

After all—

1,500 years.

With the Tower of Ascension and the aid of True God-level Golden Battle-Monster essence blood.

Their realms naturally advanced by leaps and bounds.