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A red shadow flew past in the wilderness covered with black fog.

The startled monsters all raised their heads and looked around. There were only two kinds of people who dared to fly in the deep black fog: powerful monsters and those without eyes. A human-faced eagle was watching the situation, and the smell of blood coming from the red shadow made it salivate.

There were many monsters who had the same idea. But soon, they scattered in panic.

What the hell!? How did this guy attract the Green Tide!?

The green wave spread along the land, like a spreading virus that devoured everything. Nidhogg had already fallen in love with the excitement of being in the spotlight, and was so excited that he even performed aerial acrobatics.

The red-haired young man sat on its back, watching the dragon soaring freely with an expressionless face. Bleeding gushed from his right wrist. Once the wound healed, he cut himself again, completely realizing the blood-powered energy. This allowed the bone dragon to fly freely and unfettered, without having to worry about energy.

Oreius, who was already numb from the pain, looked blankly and muttered to himself: "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let you come..."

Nidhogg was immediately displeased when he heard this, and the fire of his soul in his eyes burned fiercely: "We are the best partners! Allies of justice! If you fight against evil, I will definitely help you!"

Hearing these words, people couldn't help but feel a little touched. Orelius patted the other person's head and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.

Elsewhere, the profiteer was flipping through the map in the West family's meeting room.

Humans have limited access to the Black Mist, so the owners have found the most detailed information they know so far. There are large unknown areas on the virtual 3D map, and the profiteers have difficulty finding the location closest to the two vests, and they are sad to find that they are all high-risk areas.

So far, the SSS-level monsters that humans know best are the Queen of Insects and the Lord of the Deep Sea.

The former is cruel and violent, and likes to abuse and enjoy himself. He is the monster closest to humans, and has built human-like cities in his territory. He is also the monster that most often takes the initiative to provoke wars and plunder humans.

The latter lives in the western sea all year round. Because the Sirens and the Vast Sky bloodline can go deep into the sea, and occasionally explore the edge of His territory, humans have some knowledge of the [Lord of the Deep Sea].

Except for the third one to confirm the territory, [Green Mist Tree], among the remaining two SSS-level monsters, [Skeleton Lord] is a special independent monster, a monster army, freely wandering in the black mist; [Cloud Lord] is the mount of the taboo [Monster Lord], following him.

Listening to the nobles' conversation, the profiteer made a suggestion slowly.

"I can teleport you over. But it's very expensive to transport a large number of strong people, and it's easy to attract the attention of other SSS-level monsters. If something unexpected happens, humans will lose a large number of combat power, and the consequences will be disastrous. And individual strength is too fragile in front of Him. Have you thought about what to do?"

"Just tell me, since you said so, there should be a way."

"Oh my, what a sharp eye. I do have a way."

The black-robed merchant's dagger was revealed. The bright red paint flowed on the mask, outlining a mysterious smile.

"First, let me introduce myself. I am the prisoner of the World Tree, a legendary trader, a gambler of fate, and a profiteer who sells miracles and disasters."

"I have made a bet with the devil and have the power to make deals. As long as you pay enough, I can do anything for you—"

"Instead of using a human-wave warfare, it's better to send in elite troops. As long as the two people over there can handle this matter, there's no need to send in more people."

The voice of a profiteer is as sweet as honey.

"So, would you consider spending some money?"

The bloodline members in the field looked at each other. They were silent for a few seconds and were surprised to find that the other party's words actually sounded good.

Why fight for something that can be solved with money? But the West has never been rich, and the nobles suddenly had an idea and slapped their thighs.

"Isn't the Son of God from the church here too? Ask the church to pay!"

Naturally, there are bishops stationed in the West.

When Canaan first arrived, the bishop even wanted to accompany him personally, but was rejected by the Son of God. Finally, he reluctantly assigned a strong team of clergy to accompany him.

Unfortunately, this team was not put to good use as he wished. Once they arrived at the nobles' territory, they were reduced to a home guard team.

The clergy were also helpless: they wanted to help, but the Son of God didn't need their intervention at all and spent all day hanging out with the people from the Noble Association.

Although these nobles are local giants, and it is easier to get things done by building good relationships with them, the clergy also want to show off in front of the Son of God so that they can be recognized. The Son of God only travels with people from the Noble Association. This must be the conspiracy of those dog nobles!!

This was not a conspiracy. As Aurelius got along with the nobles, Mason unconsciously became closer to them. The western nobles were blamed and received the collective hostility of the clergy.

So when the Western nobles sent someone to invite them, the Holy Order team became alert. They didn't believe that these nobles were so kind. Didn't they see that they wanted to go before, but they ignored them?

Sure enough, when they arrived at the room, they saw a smiling western nobleman and a black-robed businessman. Even the heads of the three major families were there, but his own son was missing.

The leader of the clergy felt a jolt in his heart, and the three family heads exchanged glances and came forward with a smile.

"Thank you all for coming. The Noble Association and the Church share the same hatred and are in the same camp to resist the black fog. I specially invited a few of you here today because I hope you can convey something to Bishop DeWitt..."

After hearing what they had to say, the clergymen's eyes were red with anger.

How shameless! This group of nobles is even more evil than they thought. They actually sent the Son of God into the black fog to threaten them to pay! Is this something that a human can think of! ?

The Western families themselves made the black pot real. The news was quickly transmitted to Bishop DeWitt through the communicator.

He and Santo are the highest level priests in the church. When he was young, he was different.

Now that he was old and cultivated his nature, his loose robe still contained a strong body. Upon hearing the news, the white-haired bishop smashed the heavy marble table with one palm.

The clergyman who reported the incident swallowed his saliva. Bishop DeWitt's eyes widened with anger and he shouted in a loud voice, "Go and get my staff, the heaviest one!"

The priest responded, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and asked cautiously, "Do you have money?"

DeWitt glared at him with a dark face: "Bring more!"

......

The profiteers are committed to lobbying, while the two men and one dragon in the depths of the fog are still struggling.

Relying on the map provided by the West, the Bone Dragon rushed to the most dangerous place nearby.

Those monsters were the overlords of the land, living a life that no one dared to mess with. Until a mechanical bone dragon carrying humans fell from the sky, the overlords were furious and wanted to fight back, but the bone dragon turned around and ran away smoothly. The monsters looked at their backs in confusion, and when they turned their heads, a green tide rolled in from afar.

Monsters: ...

They have never seen such a shameless person! !

The red-haired young man was busy following the instructions on the map: "Fly south, the monsters here are also quite powerful."

Nidhogg changed direction with an "Ooooh!" sound, and Oreus corrected him with a frown on his face: "Not this way, you are heading east now!!"

The silver-haired young man sat on the dragon's back, motionless as a mountain, listening with his eyes closed to the conversation between the man and the dragon.

In situations where they need to spend a long time together, Mason usually reduces the role of one of the avatars to prevent accidental crosstalk or consistency in details. However, Canaan's current situation is more complicated, and the pollution concentration in the depths of the black fog is a bit too high for him.

[Heaven] is like a little hamster that rolls into a granary, vigorously absorbing the surrounding black fog. The pollution that cannot be transformed in time accumulates in the body of the young man, and he feels like he has eaten something.

If there is a progress bar above Canaan's head, the prompt that pops up now will definitely be [Hatching Progress +1+1+1].

After this matter is over, we have to find a way to find some more World Tree Leaves and send Canaan back to the past to consume the pollution on his body. However, the most urgent task is to deal with the [Blue Mist Tree]. The silver-haired young man stood up and looked back at the scene behind him.

The land they came from was covered in greenery, and the green tide that absorbed so much life had evolved into a whole new ecosystem. Tall trees were connected in patches, and vegetation with animal bodies undulated in the gaps, looking like a big pot of pea soup with cheese cubes in it.

And in the middle of this pot of pea soup, the forest giant was chasing them.

The attacking methods of [Green Mist Tree] are very simple. He is not good at attacking, but he is a difficult opponent to deal with. Those under his control are resurrected continuously, causing the battle line to become longer and longer.

The green tide completely changes the place it touches, with poisonous spores floating in the air, causing physical changes if inhaled. Any creature that comes into contact with it will be transformed into one of them in an instant.

The bone dragon seemed to be circling like walking a dog, but in fact, if Canaan and the [Green Mist Tree] were not both types of perpetual motion machines, they would have crashed midway.

Even so, whenever Nidhogg tried to break through, the forest giant would grab a handful of green tide from the ground and make a weapon to snipe from a distance. The behavior was rough but the effect was excellent. They were dragged here. In a war of attrition, [Green Mist Tree] might not win, but He would definitely not lose.

"This won't work. We have to find a way to get rid of Him."

Fortunately, the help he was waiting for arrived soon.

A black hole appeared in the sky. The Green Mist Tree became alert the moment it was born and destroyed the teleportation hole with a spear.

But this is just the beginning.

One, two, three...

Black holes kept opening in the void, forming a wall of surging wormholes. The weakness of the attack was exposed at this moment. Destroy one [Green Mist Tree] and two will grow. Destroy two and four will grow. The illusory color flows at the other end of the hole, like a silent mockery of the gods.

While the Green Mist Tree was struggling to hold out, the three family heads and Bishop DeWitt slipped out from the smallest black hole.

It was completely meaningless for ordinary bloodline people to participate in a battle of this level. As soon as they rushed out, they were shocked to see the huge figure standing between heaven and earth.

"This is the [Green Mist Tree]..."

This thought flashed through their minds. In the eyes of the gods, they were just annoying bugs. Until the profiteer poked his upper body out of another black hole.

He immediately attracted the attention of the Green Mist Tree.

He remembered this human's ability, which was a bit tricky in this situation. [Green Mist Tree] changed its strategy, tore off a piece of "skin" from its body and threw it into the green tide.

This "skin" filled with plants and beasts quickly expanded, and the bird head in the center let out a sharp hiss, transforming into a large emerald green bird that soared into the sky. This thing was useless against dragons, but it was fully effective against those black holes.

The cold wings cut through the space, and the profiteer dodged like a cat. He poked his head out of another black hole and threw a coin out of his arms.

It split into several beams of white light in the air and fell on everyone, bringing unparalleled enhancement.

[Life Enhancement], [Attack Enhancement], [Shield Enhancement], [Agility Enhancement], [Ability Enhancement], [Attention Enhancement], [Premonition Enhancement]...

The combined effect of the two-digit additions far exceeds 1+1. Thanks to the financial resources of the Western family and the church, they can support such extravagance, otherwise they will never be able to experience such a wonderful feeling.

The translucent flower vines stretched out in a winding manner, and [Heaven] enveloped the three family heads and added many buffs to them.

The family heads had never felt such conscientious assistance before, and they couldn't help but be a little obsessed. If they had this kind of assistance on a normal day, would they still be beaten to pieces by the monsters?

The red-haired young man whistled generously: "Give Nidhogg another meal, put it on Shaken's account."

The blond nobleman far away in Partington couldn't help but sneeze. The paint on the profiteer's mask flowed, and a few seconds later, hot flames ignited on Nidhogg's body, forming a solid armor.

This is not the end yet, the profiteer took out a new coin from his sleeve and threw it into the air.

Staring at the coin, [Qinglanzhimu] had a strong premonition in his heart that he must not let it fall to the ground!

“——”

Along with hoarse screams, countless figures rushed out from the forest giant.

Margarita rode a bird-shaped monster and rushed over with an overwhelming army.

In contrast, the family heads took action at the same time.

The head of the Ferdinand family raised his head and howled, transforming into an invincible giant wolf. The long and mournful howl awakened the moonlight. The corrupted moon appeared from the clouds, and the dead monsters under the moonlight turned into wolves and followed the lord.

The head of the Bertram family transforms into a green swift dragon, which can not only affect the movement of the green tide, but also heal his companions, and his combat ability is also good. Unfortunately, his ability is suppressed by the [Green Mist Tree], and he is more responsible for rescue and movement tasks, and his wide wings become a platform for his companions to fight in the air.

The Shasha family is one of the three major families in the west. The surname sounds a bit strange, but as the name suggests, their ability is to control sand. The head of the family clasped his hands together, and the ground was covered with quicksand, forming a desert wasteland that swallowed up all life.

Bishop DeWitt returned to his old job and picked up the heavy staff. His attack contained the power of the Lord of All Things and Omnipotence, and the monsters that were knocked down had difficulty getting up again.

The four of them stood in front of the monsters, forming a fragile but unshakable line of defense. They were facing an enemy that they could not defeat. The green tide provided energy, and even if their bodies were torn apart, their heads chopped off, or their hearts pierced, these monsters would get up in the blink of an eye and bare their sharp fangs at humans.

Fortunately, strengthening and [Heaven] make humans equally resilient, and this war has turned into a showdown of wills between the two sides.

In the brutal battle, Margarita broke through the siege and reached out for the coin.

Just as she was about to grasp the coin, a slash of sword light slashed at her wrist.

The woman gritted her teeth and endured the blow, risking injury to snatch the coin for the god, but then she let out a terrible wail from her throat. The flames spread along the wound, burning her body.

Originated from the hottest core of a volcano, it is the favorite lair of red dragons. Enhanced by profiteers, it becomes a deadly shield and spear.

Nidhogg snorted complacently, and the red-haired young man took the opportunity to snatch the coin.

The moment he held the coin, the sound of the imaginary treasure falling to the ground was heard by everyone.

The bright red pigment was frozen into a tilted scale, and the profiteer snapped his fingers elegantly.

The reverse side of the coin has been found.

The black-robed businessman chuckled.

"Congratulations, everyone. The contract has been concluded."