Chapter 1122: Twenty Thousand Divinities

"White Dragon?"

Ke Er Sa Luo squinted, seeing clearly the white figures diving from the high sky.

Their bodies are covered with pure white scales, they spread huge double wings, have four sharp claws under their bellies, long necks, a thick bony crown of horns on the back of the neck, massive heads with ferocious faces and mouths full of fangs, like the most savage beasts.

These features all reveal their identity: they are indeed White Dragons!

"Southern Continent also has giant dragons?"

Ke Er Sa Luo was surprised; although giant dragons are one of Ai Lun E Si's oldest races, in the Prehistoric Era their numbers were extremely scarce.

When the Southern Continent was sealed by the Ancient Sacred Altar, nearly four thousand years remained before the rise of giant dragons in the Second Era.

Therefore, in the troll language of the Southern Continent, there is not even a word for "giant dragon".

Thundercast Celestial Soldier infiltrated the Frost Axe Tribe to scout the situation and did gather intelligence: the Frost Axe Tribe worships a Loa called 'Gu Ge Li Si'.

Gu Ge Li Si means "white giant beast" in the troll language.

According to the trolls, Gu Ge Li Si is a huge flying beast with terrifying power and might, wielding ice power; its nest is built on the cliff of the coldest high peak of the Ke Le La Mountains. The Frost Axe Tribe sends a batch of hunted offerings there every few months, but aside from the tribe leader, very few trolls have ever seen it with their own eyes.

Although Gu Ge Li Si does not control a temple, its power is not far behind that of other Loa.

Now, looking at it, we see that it is in fact a White Dragon!

People fear the unknown most; once the mysterious veil is lifted and the truth revealed, they find it bland and uninteresting.

Ke Er Sa Luo couldn't help but laugh.

White Dragons are the lowest‑intelligence branch among the Chromatic Dragons, ferocious and barbaric, acting purely on instinct like beasts, dubbed the "Shame of Giant Dragons", and usually appear in family groups.

This White Dragon group is large, with a total of fifteen individuals!

Leading them is an ancient male White Dragon about seventy meters long; it must be the Gu Ge Li Si spoken of by the Frost Axe trolls.

Besides it, there are four elderly White Dragons—one male and three females—clearly its offspring, and the three females are also its mates. White Dragons have low intelligence, like beasts, so there is no taboo against incest.

The remaining White Dragons are also descendants of Gu Ge Li Si, ranging from prime‑age, adult, juvenile to hatchlings, all racing behind the ancient dragon.

"Roar..."

The dragon's roar carries far.

In the distance, between the snow‑capped peaks of the Ke Le La Mountains, more figures flew out, their numbers increasing until they reached several hundred.

These figures resemble White Dragons but are noticeably smaller, yet their speed is no less.

They swoop rapidly toward the Frost Axe Tribe, evidently obeying the White Dragons.

Ke Er Sa Luo's Soul Eye magnifies these white silhouettes in his view, revealing a flock of Icewing Dragons. These flying dragons are familiar; the Frost Axe trolls have domesticated a dozen or so, owned only by the tribe leader and the strongest hunters.

He just cut down several of them a moment ago.

He had thought Icewing Dragons were a branch of the Southern Continent's Pterosaurs, but now it seems they are the product of White Dragons hybridizing with Pterosaurs.

Needless to say, White Dragons mated with Pterosaurs, producing numerous hybrids, because the bloodline's suppression is wholly obedient to the White Dragon clan.

The White Dragons and Icewing Dragon flock grow ever more draconic, their roars and might spreading like a sky‑covering shroud.

The Frost Axe trolls, struggling in resistance, are invigorated, loudly chanting the Loa they worship; prayers of 'Gu Ge Li Si' echo in the cold wind.

The Radiant Legion's Holy Knights also saw the dragon flock on the horizon and instantly showed tension.

A towering golden figure rose into the air above the city, hovering hundreds of meters high, gazing at the incoming White Dragons.

"Chief!"

The Holy Knights, seeing Ke Er Sa Luo's figure, instantly steadied their hearts. In their eyes, the chief is invincible; even if Gu Ge Li Si is a Loa, what of it? The chief is also a Loa, and a Loa who truly wields temple power!

"Continue the fight!"

"Eliminate these cold‑blooded trolls until they lay down their weapons and surrender."

The Holy Knights' captains shouted loudly, hastening the assault on each defensive line of Ka Ta Lai City, "The strongest enemy is handled by the chief; we will focus on our own tasks!"

The Frost Axe trolls were forced to retreat step by step.

Ke Er Sa Luo watched the White Dragon flock, then gazed farther at the Icewing Dragons, his eyes sparking with interest. He was interested in the Icewing Dragons, as these flying dragons would make excellent mounts for the Radiant Warriors, forming a rapid‑response air force.

On the Southern Continent there are many beasts suitable as flying mounts, but each species' numbers are limited.

Mainly giant eagles and Pterosaurs.

It's rare to see a sizable group of Icewing Dragons; it cannot be wasted.

As for these White Dragons, never mind; the MutatedPhone's pet‑taming Master can subdue Icewing Dragons but has no effect on White Dragons.

In a single thought, the White Dragons' fate was decided.

Ke Er Sa Luo raised the Shattered Light Warrior's battle axe with his right hand, his left hand formed a void grip, coalescing a Dawn Sword, while his body surged to over five meters tall, his whole being ignited with holy light fire.

A terrifying aura radiated outward.

All the Frost Axe trolls in Ka Ta Lai City felt the dreadful pressure, even more frightening than the White Dragons; some trolls' limbs went limp and they collapsed, trembling all over.

Among the White Dragons diving down, Gu Ge Li Si unintentionally slowed, a look of apprehension appearing on the giant dragon's face.

"Loa?"

It was speaking in troll language, not dragon language.

Although White Dragons' habits are beast‑like, Gu Ge Li Si, an ancient dragon that has lived over two thousand years, can suppress beastly instincts, possesses great intelligence, far smarter than the fools it birthed, and feels the urge to retreat when confronting a powerful enemy.

Of course, as a giant dragon, its proud nature does not allow retreat without a fight.

"At least we must test the opponent's strength..."

"If we can't win, then we flee."

Just as Gu Ge Li Si formed this thought, he saw the giant troll above Ka Ta Lai flick its wings, its silhouette turning into a golden flash that rushed toward him at lightning speed, only visible clearly because of the distance.

In close combat, one might not even see the enemy's trajectory with the eyes.

"Too fast!"

Gu Ge Li Si muttered darkly that it was ominous.

What it fears most are fast enemies; the giant dragon's massive size is usually an advantage, but against foes as swift as lightning, it is almost a situation of being battered.

"We must retreat first..."

Just as Gu Gelisi's thought faded, a black silhouette reflected in the icy blue dragon eye.

It had never seen this race before; its size was smaller than a troll, its frame frail, no fangs in its mouth, no sharp claws on its hands—hardly the sort that could survive in a forest, and its pale, gaunt skin could not possibly contain power.

This "troll" wore a black robe, gripped a straight staff, and within its twin pupils a simple gate formed by a cluster of transparent worms.

Gu Gelisi sensed a "force".

It was not the power of muscle and claws, but an indescribable transcendent might; this feeble body was the master of the world, ruling over all things.

"How did he appear?"

In the next instant, Gu Gelisi saw an odd radiance burst from the tip of the opponent's staff, instantly enveloping himself and the surrounding White Dragons.

Then, the world fell silent.

The body that had been soaring at high speed suddenly halted midair; Gu Gelisi, who had undergone eight soul metamorphoses and possessed divinity, could resist Time Stop, yet his speed plummeted, his thoughts slowed, and his dragon eyes could only turn a minuscule angle.

"This... is... what..."

Gu Gelisi strained to shift his gaze, discovering all his offspring suspended in midair, like insects frozen in ice.

With its wisdom, it could not comprehend the concept of Time Stop.

But it knew it was in a dreadful peril and had to break free, when a flash of lightning‑shaped light surged before its eyes.

The light scattered, revealing a towering troll with wings on its back, wielding a war axe and a great sword; the mighty power that could command the world had no effect on him, and the strange troll that had unleashed that power appeared for a heartbeat before vanishing.

But the control remained!

Ke Ersuo hesitated not a moment, raised his axe, and cleaved the neck of a mature White Dragon.

The sturdy dragon scales were weaker than wood under his war axe; the cut was clean, yet because of Time Stop, not a drop of dragon blood spilled.

His figure flickered repeatedly within the Time Stop field.

Each flash was accompanied by a decapitation—either by axe or by great sword—easily reaping the White Dragons' lives.

Gu Gelisi's divinity erupted wildly, resisting Time Stop; his speed recovered to half, yet compared to Ke Ersuo he was still snail‑slow, unable to intervene, forced to watch helplessly as Ke Ersuo slashed each White Dragon.

In the final second of Time Stop, only Gu Gelisi remained among the White Dragons.

Ke Ersuo's figure flashed.

Teleport!

He appeared atop Gu Gelisi's head, stamped down heavily, unleashed a holy shock, Level 20 ultimate power exploding with tenfold damage in an instant; dragon scales shattered, blood sprayed and was instantly vaporized by radiant holy fire, and Gu Gelisi let out a painful scream.

"Aaa..."

The agonized dragon roar echoed through the heavens, drawing the battling trolls on both sides in Kata Lei City.

At that moment, Gu Gelisi realized his voice had returned, that he could roar like a dragon, and that the great power to command the world had vanished.

He immediately rolled upward, endured excruciating pain to fling the enemy off his head, and exhaled his most potent icy breath.

But it was too late.

A hundred‑meter Divine Technique sword beam sliced the dragon breath, expanding rapidly in view.

Poof!

Gu Gelisi's head separated from his neck, the dragon breath halted abruptly, and the anger, fear, and all light in his eyes dimmed.

Just then, the trolls, hearing the roar, looked up and witnessed the shocking scene.

Fifteen massive White Dragons fell from the sky.

Their heads were severed, bodies and heads separated, blood rained down like a storm, all the trolls stared dumbfounded at the sky, bodies rigid, until the dragon corpses crashed into the mountains beyond Kata Lei City, producing a muffled thunderous crash.

"Mighty Gu Gelisi..."

The Frost Axe Trolls' eyes were filled with disbelief; they had worshiped Luo A for over a thousand years, only to be slain in an instant.

Then boundless terror rose within them.

Ke Ersuo stood in the sky.

Bang!

Bang bang bang...

Amid shock and despair, some faith‑shaken Frost Axe Trolls tossed their weapons, indicating surrender. The Radiant Legion's holy knights had already received orders not to exterminate the surrendering foes, and the other Frost Axe Trolls, seeing this, likewise laid down their arms.

The battle ended swiftly.

The Frost Axe Tribe and Kata Lei City fell under Sunfire Tribe's rule; the Radiant Legion, seasoned in suppression, quelled scattered resistance, tidied up the aftermath, and launched a purge within the city.

However, Ke Ersuo's business was not over; he still had his eyes on the ice‑winged dragons.

The annihilation of the White Dragons frightened the ice‑winged dragons; they had not yet reached Kata Lei City, but fled in panic, scattering in all directions.

Ke Ersuo glanced at the crash site of the White Dragons; Reslin had already used a soul stone to harvest the draconic souls. The demonic souls of these fifteen White Dragons were worth a fortune, and their bodies were valuable material for forging a batch of demonic elixirs and magical gear.

However, the most precious were Gu Gelisi's corpse and dragon soul, imbued with divinity, to be given to Sheng Jilesi for extraction.

After a divine being dies, its divinity dissipates quickly and cannot be delayed.

Reslin became Lei En.

He stored Gu Gelisi's corpse in Pixel World, opened a portal, entered the ancient holy altar of Place: Yin He Nie Luo, tossed the corpse out, and Sheng Jilesi appeared, placing his hand on the still‑warm dragon corpse; instantly, a massive surge of divinity streamed along his arm into his body.

On Sheng Jilesi's phone interface, the divinity meter within the golden flames flickered rapidly.

Until today, Ke Ersuo had conquered the Hunte r Tribe and dozens of clans, ruling three million trolls; some trolls had already converted to the Radiant Lord, and the Sunfire Tribe's trolls grew ever more devout, raising Sheng Jilesi's divinity above 9,000!

Now, absorbing the White Dragons' divinity, he surpassed ten thousand in just a few minutes.

That is enough to ignite the Divine Flame!

If Sheng Jilesi wishes, he can transfer his divinity into the Divine Flame at any time, fill it, choose a divine office, and ascend to godhood in one day.

But he did not; his cold face showed no ripple, and he continued to devour divinity.

Divinity rose rapidly.

A moment later.

The ancient white dragon's corpse grew dim; although it still held powerful strength, it had lost the transcendent power beyond mortal species, and now it was merely an ordinary corpse.

Saint Gilles let go, and the divine value shown on the phone interface was: 31337!

Ancient Gregoris had been worshiped by the Frost Axe Tribe for over a thousand years; among the many Loa of the Southern Continent, its power ranked just below those dozen-odd Loa who had mastered the Ancient Holy Altar, making it a true demigod, and the divinity it possessed was more than enough for any other demigod to achieve godhood twice over.

However, for Saint Gilles, this was far from enough.

Saint Gilles sat on the Ancient Holy Altar, closed his eyes in contemplation, feeling the vast divinity within him; Lei En glanced at him from the side, then swapped places with Reslin.

Meanwhile.

Between the peaks of the Kelela Mountains, on the icy cliffs invisible to the trolls, portals opened one after another in the ice wing dragon's nest, from which emerged thunder-forged divine soldiers disguised as trolls, beginning to capture the ice wing dragons that had just been frightened back to their nests.

(End of Chapter)