Chapter 1106: The Headhunter Tribe

Lei En does not know how much Divine Power is required to upgrade his Divine Rank, and his understanding of the Supreme God's divine might is only superficial, yet he is fairly confident about it.

Because the Southern Continent has eighteen Loa!

These past days, while Lei Zhu Shen Bing explored the Southern Continent, he observed, from near and far, several Alo deities, each possessing an incomprehensibly massive Divinity. The "God of Night" Silik, whom he personally fought, has Divinity more than ten times that of Elder Sorim!

Sheng Jilesi, after ascending to demigod, gained a deep understanding of Divinity, and the MutatedPhone also established a standard Divinity unit.

It is estimated that Elder Sorim's Divinity is about five thousand units.

Originally, Sorim already had enough to ignite Divine Fire, but to slay Loha Xiya he consumed half his Divinity, which matches his own calculations.

So it can be calculated that Silik's Divinity reached fifty thousand units, five times the requirement to ignite Divine Fire!

And Silik's strength ranks at the bottom among the Loa.

Its arch‑enemy, the "God of Storms" Akidara, one of the most powerful Loa, was glanced at from afar by Lei Zhu Shen Bing; its strength is several times that of Silik, with Divinity estimated between two hundred thousand and three hundred thousand units, perhaps even higher.

The other Loa deities he has seen each possess at least forty to fifty thousand units of Divinity, with some reaching several hundred thousand units!

Each Loa is a Divinity treasure!

If we can defeat all eighteen Loa and devour their Divinity, obtaining three to four million units should be no problem.

Sheng Jilesi's breathing quickened briefly, and Lei En's heart also surged.

With so much Divinity fully converted into Divine Power, it should be able to raise the Divine Rank to the tenth level, right?

Moreover, there are potentially hundreds of millions of demon followers; even if they fall short of the Supreme God, dedicating decades to cultivating belief will not leave them too far from the Supreme God!

All is ready; only the east wind is missing.

Sheng Jilesi grasped the Divine Fire, injecting a strand of his own Divinity; instantly, the Divine Fire flared with light then vanished in an instant, merging into the depths of his soul. A wave of insight rose in his mind: he could transfer Divinity into the Divine Fire to bless believers, or wait until the Divinity fills it and then ignite the Divine Fire.

However, the Divine Fire is ultimately just a Divine Power converter, with a limited capacity.

The best place to store Divinity remains one's own soul; you can store as much as you wish, without any limit.

In his mind, Holy Lance Knights appeared one after another, half‑kneeling inside and outside the Radiant Cathedral, loudly reciting the Radiant Doctrine, maintaining a devout praying posture.

"It's time."

Sheng Jilesi thought, his whole body erupted with bright Radiance, like a sun yet not as scorching as a real sun; the light radiated warmth, harmony and hope, vast and holy, dispelling darkness and evil, as if he were the ruler of all things!

He paused, then spoke: "Children of Light…"

The voice traveled along ethereal lines of belief, crossing distant void planes, instantly reaching every praying believer, resonating in their minds.

The Holy Lance Knights widened their eyes.

They glanced at each other, seeing the same expression on the faces beside them, and instantly knew that the voice was not an auditory hallucination.

A wave of exclamations and excitement rose among the believers.

"Lord!"

"Radiance above, my Lord has answered my prayer."

Many devout Holy Lance Knights were teary‑eyed, their whole bodies trembling with excitement, emotions so intense they could barely maintain a praying posture.

In the cathedral hall, Lifen also wept profusely, yet she did not lose composure; instead she louder recited the doctrine of the Lord of Radiance. The Holy Blood Angel's voice echoed inside and outside the cathedral, instantly drowning out other sounds, calming the believers' unrest, and they all continued to pray in unison.

In an instant, each person saw a sphere of holy Radiance before them, within which a vague humanoid silhouette could be discerned.

The Radiance poured into their souls, feeling exactly as described in the doctrine.

"Lord Sheng Jilesi!"

"The deity has responded!"

The believers chanted the doctrine while silently invoking the revered name of the Lord of Radiance in their hearts, kneeling devoutly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Starting with Lifen, the Holy Lance Knights who have worshiped the Lord of Radiance the longest have approached ten years.

In ten years, their power has surged rapidly, reaching heights they once could not even dream of; their lives have been transformed dramatically. Almost daily they pray to Sheng Jilesi, and each time they advance a rank or make a contribution they have a chance to enter the Radiant Cathedral to receive a Divine Technique blessing, which deepens their devotion.

However, the Holy Lance Knights harbored varying doubts: why had their prayers never been answered? Not only themselves, even the most devout and strongest Holy Lance Knights seemed to experience the same.

A deity that does not answer its believers is abnormal.

Until today, the Holy Lance Knights finally heard the Lord of Radiance's response, and all doubts vanished in an instant.

"Children of Light…"

Sheng Jilesi said in an emotionless voice: "May Radiance illuminate your souls, protect your bodies, let the blood of Light rain upon you, endure for eternity, and keep all evils at bay."

As the words fell, grand shafts of holy light shimmered inside and outside the cathedral, like raindrops, showering the praying Holy Lance Knights.

The light merged into their bodies, granting each a blessing.

The Holy Lance Knights immediately sensed their affinity for holy light had risen a notch; they were not unfamiliar with this feeling—some had previously received the same blessing, called 'Gleam Blessing,' whose effect matches the rare Element 'Holy Light Affinity.'

This was a massive blessing, affecting tens of thousands; even Ai Lun E Si's most powerful deity seldom displays such miracles, underscoring the Lord of Radiance's generosity.

The Holy Lance Knights were stunned.

As the light faded, the Lord of Radiance's voice fell silent, yet the Holy Lance Knights' emotions grew even more intense, shouting loudly: "We shall not betray Sheng Jilesi's blood!"

The Lord of Radiance's doctrine echoed repeatedly inside and outside the cathedral.

The Dying Sun Plane.

Sheng Jilesi exhaled, gazing at the now empty Holy Blood Amber. He is only a demigod, able to borrow the Holy Blood Amber and Divine Fire to bless believers from afar; this is already the utmost he can achieve, and saying a few more words might expose his limits.

As for the precious Divinity, he did not touch it at all.

The Divinity figure on the phone interface was rapidly ticking, soon surpassing 6,500 units, an increase of nearly three hundred units over before the blessing.

Lei En, present at the prayer site, also observed that the overall faith of the Holy Lance Knights had become markedly more devout, with hundreds converting from casual believers to loyal believers, and a few zealots also increasing.

After a few minutes, the Divinity growth slowed, stabilizing around 6,600.

Lei En scanned the crowd, deep in thought.

If all ten thousand Holy Lance Knights were loyal believers, Sheng Jilesi could ignite Divine Fire immediately, but that is virtually impossible. Each person's upbringing differs, shaping distinct personalities; their attitudes toward the deity also vary. Some are innately detached from belief, independent, and no amount of kindness can make them fully worship the deity.

Having more than half as loyal believers is already a miracle.

The Holy Spear Knight Corps' faith power has been fully extracted; as long as it can be maintained, that's quite good.

The prayer ceremony lasted a long time and finally concluded with an impassioned doctrinal sermon by Li Fu Lin.

Lei En left first.

What followed was patient waiting, awaiting the opportunity to intervene on the Southern Continent.

Three thousand Thunder‑forged Divine Weapons were scattered across the Southern Continent, exploring various troll cities and tribes, observing the Loa deities, and most importantly gathering Ancient Saint knowledge from troll priests.

Around the Sunfire Tribe's Sa Er Ta city, Lei En deployed another thousand Thunder‑forged Divine Weapons, lurking within this several‑hundred‑mile radius to monitor the Sunfire Tribe's movements while also probing the situation of other troll forces in the God‑abandoned Land.

Time passed day by day.

Because of repetitive content, the Thunder‑forged Divine Weapons' rate of collecting Ancient Saint runes slowed increasingly, from initially mastering over a thousand runes in a day to dropping to three or four hundred after half a month.

More than another month passed, and sometimes only a few dozen new runes could be obtained in a day, the progress slowing further.

Nevertheless, Lei En was not anxious.

The translation app on his phone does not require mastery of all Ancient Saint runes; originally only a tenth was deemed sufficient, but later he found the runes too intricate and profound—having mastered a fifth still did not allow decryption, clearly a higher standard than deciphering other scripts.

On the bridge of the Augustus, Lei En sat at a metal table, appearing absent‑minded while a wide screen unfolded within his field of view.

Lines of densely packed text appeared on the screen.

He was organizing the Ancient Saint runes.

This ancient race, regarded by trolls as the "Creator" and the "Divine Race," divides its knowledge into two systems.

One is a script for everyday written communication, containing pronunciation and language; the other is a set of runes used to master energy‑application techniques, which can be written but not read. The two are successive, akin to the relationship between Chinese characters and classical Chinese, except the latter is written in oracle‑bone style—an extensive, complex, and precise body of knowledge, itself a profoundly deep discipline.

Lei En has already successfully deciphered the script used by the Ancient Saints!

As soon as he opens the translation dictionary, he can fully comprehend this script; although reading may incur slight errors due to the many linguistic branches among trolls, it does not affect grasping the original meaning.

Stone slabs, walls, and passages in the Ancient Saint altar bear a massive amount of inscription, totaling hundreds of thousands of characters.

Lei En spent an entire day reading through the material and found the text to be an exposition of the construction techniques and principles of the Ancient Saint altar; lacking the runes, his understanding remained superficial, grasping only the most rudimentary aspects.

How vast and profound!

He shook his head in admiration while studying the compiled material.

It is a system entirely different from the knowledge in his own mind; whether past‑life science or Ai Lun E Si's magic, the differences are enormous.

Regrettably, these passages contain no origin of the Ancient Saints.

There is neither description of their appearance nor their origin or purpose for coming to Ai Lun E Si; the Ancient Saints say nothing about themselves.

Lei En's curiosity was piqued.

Such a mysterious and powerful race profoundly influences the civilization of Ai Lun E Si's world—why did they come, and why did they leave?

Are they truly extraterrestrials?

"Perhaps other Ancient Saint altars contain records," Lei En thought. The texts he gathered are only from the Ancient Saint altar in the Storm Plane, whose contents are largely similar, but the Southern Continent's altars have some differences that might yield answers.

However, the hundreds of thousands of characters make no mention of themselves, clearly a deliberate omission by the Ancient Saints.

Lei En's spirit roamed beyond the heavens, then was abruptly pulled back by a message.

The message originated from a Thunder‑forged Divine Weapon on the Southern Continent, located in the Sunfire Tribe's region; after synchronously sensing it for a moment, it immediately rose.

"The opportunity has arrived."

Soon, Sheng Jilesi and a Sunfire duplicate stepped onto the bridge.

Lei En pulled them into the Pixel World, triggered castling, swapped positions with Reslin, and instantly entered the Southern Continent, appearing high above a spot not far from Sa Er Ta. He looked toward a direction beyond the city, opened a portal, and flew through.

One hundred sixty li east of Sa Er Ta, a fierce battle raged in the forest.

Lei En appeared in the sky, concealing his figure.

He glanced twice, instantly grasping the battlefield situation; both sides were trolls, with a huge disparity in numbers and strength.

At a disadvantage was a squad of Sunfire trolls; from the armor markings and rank it was clear they were Sa Er Ta's hunting party. A Sunfire Tribe hunting party typically has fifteen to twenty members, half ordinary Holy Warriors, four to six elite Holy Warriors, and the leader is inevitably a Mid‑stage Holy Warrior—that is, legendary.

Holy Warriors possess strength, defense, resistance, and regeneration superior to other tribal troll fighters; their Willpower is also extremely resilient, and a few even wield healing abilities, leaving almost no weakness.

Other tribes' trolls can only contend with Holy Warriors of the same tier if they have received Loa's blessing and possess unique abilities.

Thus, the Sunfire Tribe can hold its ground in the God‑abandoned Land.

Yet this hunting squad was on the brink of annihilation.

The enemies had not received Loa's blessing, and Lei En recognized them at a glance—they are the overlords of Place: Yin He Nie Luo in the God‑abandoned Land, forming the Head‑hunter Tribe composed of eight tribes led by the Blood Spear, Broken Bone, and Sharp Tooth tribes!

The Head‑hunter Tribe receives no Loa protection; they worship the ancient deity of the prehistoric era, the "Hunting God" Wu Lei Er Si.

Beyond the Southern Continent, Wu Lei Er Si also has many followers; He is a High God.

In the God‑abandoned Land, trolls who worship Him follow the oldest hunting ways, practicing the primal jungle law within their tribes—survival of the fittest, the strong reign supreme. They live by hunting, targeting not only forest beasts but also other trolls.

Clearly, this Sunfire Tribe unit fell into a Head‑hunter ambush; now surrounded by enemies nearly ten times their number, half their comrades have already fallen.

The most numerous among the Head‑hunters are "troll hunters," who use bows and spears to wear down prey from a distance, inflicting wounds.

Their arrows and spear tips are coated with potent poison, causing the prey to bleed and become poisoned.

The battle appears fierce but is actually one‑sided.

"Boom!"

The Sunfire troll captain finally seized an opportunity, launching a fireball into the sky that detonated rapidly aloft; the explosion echoed far, emitting a distress signal.

Lei En glanced at the surrounding forest; the nearest Sunfire troll was still over thirty li away, far too distant to arrive in time for rescue.

Unsurprisingly, those Sunfire trolls were doomed.

"Ah…" a scream rang out as the captain who had just sent the distress signal was pierced in the heart by a short sword from behind, the black blade exiting his chest. A shadow emerged behind him—a legendary Mid‑stage troll stalker.

"Captain!"

"Ke Er Sa Luo!" the Sunfire trolls in combat shouted in alarm at the sight.

(End of Chapter)