Somewhere in the outer void, far away from the elemental plane.

Surrounded by an extremely dense and strange power, stands an extremely magnificent complex of buildings.

This temple is not made of material, or more accurately, it is not made of elemental matter, but it still shows a texture similar to elemental matter.

If someone observes from a distance from the perspective of the soul, those rolling strange forces are like clouds in the mortal world, and the temple is like a city in the sky standing above the clouds.

Right at the core of this 'Sky City', there is a huge suspended ring, in the center of which grows a huge tree as white and transparent as white jade.

There was a white jade lawn under the tree, with four people sitting on the lawn.

From the outside, the four people appeared to be two men and two women. Although they were in human form, they emitted light of different colors all over their bodies, and the surrounding void was also enveloped by a layer of faint strange light field.

Among them, there was a woman whose rune square around her body was obviously clearer and more concentrated than that of the other three.

From time to time, a condensed green ball of light would emerge from the light field, appear for a while, and then disappear.

The woman had thick, long, pure black hair that flowed down from her head like a waterfall, mostly covering her naked, plump and graceful white body, which was even more delicate than the surrounding white jade.

At this moment, she was sitting with her legs curled up under a big white jade tree, combing her long hair with one hand and supporting herself on the ground with the other.

"What a unique elemental life form, and very interesting to look at."

She said so.

The other three people heard this and had different reactions.

One of them, a thin man in a dark blue wizard robe, sneered.

"Lady Adele, you are unique, but you are also extremely arrogant and ignorant!"

The black-haired woman is the great being of level 17, the goddess of life, Adele.

"Dretan, I know you hate him, but don't be so harsh. After all, this is a rare and interesting thing that happens in a long time."

After saying that, she looked at another woman with emerald green hair, wearing a slanted robe that exposed the left upper body.

"Nelly, you said he moved Grenfell's head, did you find out where he moved it?"

Nellie, the lord of dreams, a powerful god of level 14.

A trace of distress appeared on her face: "I'm still looking for it, but I'm sure it must have moved, because I found that a memory of Grenfell disappeared out of thin air."

"Oh~ It's been so many days, you still haven't found it?"

Nellie spread her hands and said, "Unfortunately, I didn't find any. His manipulation of the living brain is very advanced, even better than Druitan's."

Druitan was dissatisfied again: "We haven't competed, how do you know he is better than me?"

"How can he, a short-lived elemental being, be superior to me?"

Adele said: "Dretan, don't be blinded by jealousy. Life constructed from elements can also give birth to great beings."

Druitan bowed slightly to the woman. "Perhaps, but it would take a long time to accumulate, and he is too young."

Nellie turned to the blond young man who had been silent the whole time and said, "Perry, normally you're not the most talkative person, why are you like a mute today?"

The blond young man sat cross-legged on the ground, wearing only a pair of simple leather pants, revealing his extremely muscular upper body.

He is none other than Perry, the god of the forest, a powerful god of level 13.

Actually, Dritan, who is less than level 13, is the weakest among the four gods.

At this moment, the forest god supported his chin with one hand and played with a little creature crawling around on the ground with the other hand, making the little creature run around in amusement.

After hearing the voice, he raised his fingers and picked up the little thing: "What is there to talk about? No matter how unique and interesting it is, it is still a mortal. In my opinion, it is just an insignificant light spirit."

"It appears in the morning and goes out in the evening, and then its short life ends, as if it had never appeared in the world."

Dritan laughed when he heard this: "Perry, you look down on him even more than I do!"

Nellie smiled and said, "Although I am a mortal, I already possess the soul of a legend. I am much tougher than a light spirit."

Perry asked: "Can it block the gun of annihilation?"

Nellie shrugged. "You're being too harsh. It's hard for us to even block this thing."

Perry was a little impatient: "Lord Adele, you summoned us to your divine court just to discuss a mortal?"

The black-haired woman shook her head. "Of course not."

She put away her casual expression and said, "It's about the birth of a new artifact."

"The gate of creation on the lost plane has shown signs of reopening. It is very likely that a brand new artifact will be born at that time."

"The bad news is that everyone wants the artifact, so the competition will be fierce."

"I want you to gather the saints in the mortal world, form a treasure hunting team, and try your luck in the Lost Plane."

"Of course, in order to cope with the battle that may break out at any time, the team must be as strong as possible, with as many people as possible, and each person must provide at least 10 saints."

"I also promise you that whoever's saint obtains the artifact will be the one to use it."

The remaining three listened attentively, with expressions of excitement and anxiety on their faces.

If Rosen was present and saw this scene, he would be amazed at the rich expressions of these Void Gods, to the point that they were almost indistinguishable from mortal humans.

After the goddess of life Adele finished telling the news, the lord of dreams Nellie immediately said, "Oh~ Now we have something to do."

The forest god Perry asked: "Lord Adele, will there be set rules like last time, or will it be a chaotic battle with no order at all?"

Adele shook her head: "The Supreme Lord Gomilel has fallen into a deep sleep. There is no one to take charge of the situation for the time being, so it is a huge chaos."

"Oh~~~ This is going to be fun. I guess a lot of people will die."

Adele said, "Everyone, do you have any questions?"

Druitan immediately said, "Sir, I have not yet completely mastered the plane, and I am afraid I cannot provide enough saints."

Adele glanced at him, a hint of dissatisfaction in her night-black eyes.

"Dretan, of course you can bargain with me now. When you need my help in the future, I will bargain with you as well, okay?"

Dritan's face turned grim: "I was wrong, Master Adele."

"I will definitely take control of the plane as soon as possible. But I still have some things to prepare. I will return to Druitan in half a year."

. . . . . . . . . . .

Atlassen.

Where the moon rises.

Osella once again stood at the door of the small tree house, with a sad look on her face.

"Dora, the Queen's Banquet at Metasilin has ended successfully. Terizel and the others did not take action, and they have not returned."

"They are most likely in trouble. Can you calculate what their current situation is?"

A few minutes later, Dora's voice was heard from the tree house.

“They were caught.”

"Members of the assassination team are currently being held in Yunshan Prison in Medasilin, while the three golden warriors are currently in Weilan, becoming captives of the Natural Emperor."

Osella was not surprised, as he had roughly guessed the answer, but when he actually heard it, he felt a strong pain in his heart.

"They are all talented warriors of my tribe. I also clearly told them to abandon the mission if the situation was not right. Why were they still caught?"

"I don't know, Osella. I can only predict the vague fate of a warrior, but I can't see the specific fate line."

"Okay, I'll go arrange a rescue now."

He could ignore the three legendary warriors of the lower elves.

But the three golden warriors could not ignore it and had to rescue the people at all costs.

"Don't go to the rescue!"

Dora's voice came from inside the house.

"Fate tells me that Veran is much more terrifying than Metasilin. Unless there is an all-out war, it will be in vain for anyone who goes there."

Osella was silent.

They are now unable to launch an all-out war because most of their main forces are in the Storm Continent.

The good news is that the war situation in Storm Continent is going very smoothly. It is estimated that in another year or two, the so-called Fusion Empire will be completely wiped out.

But in the past one or two years, they have been unable to look east.

He couldn't help asking again: "When will the master come back?"

He was extremely angry that the Holy Elf Empire, the kingdom of the powerful true God, was bullied by two mortal empires and had no way to fight back.

The fundamental reason for the current situation is that the master is determined to fight the fusion empire across the sea! Otherwise, the elf army with the golden seed will definitely be able to flatten all mortal kingdoms all the way eastward.

It was originally just a question to vent, but this time I got a reply.

"The master said that he will be back within six months."

This was a clear answer, and Osella's eyes lit up. She almost couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"I don't know, but that's what the master told me."

"Also, the master asked you to keep a low profile recently, focus on accumulating strength, and collect as many souls as possible."

"Whether these souls are from the Fusion Empire or from other mortal empires, we must get as many as possible."

"Finally, the master gave you a list and asked you to collect various resources according to the list. The more the better."

As he spoke, the vines in front of the tree house moved and handed a list to Osela's hands.

Osella took it with both hands: "I will do my best to complete the master's order!"

He left happily.

In the tree house, Dora was a little worried.

'Dretan has been contacting me more and more frequently. He may contact me at any time. I think he is really coming back.'

She now has an extremely powerful new master and is no longer worried about Dritan's return.

But Dritan's frequent calls to her kept her from leaving the treehouse and serving her powerful new master.

Although the new owner did not require her service frequency.

But she believes that this kind of service must be done, at least once a month, in order to enhance the relationship with the new owner.

Now that her plan was interrupted, she was very upset.

"Hey~ this damn Druitan, you really have nothing better to do. You left when you left, but why did you come back? Are you looking for death? !"

(End of this chapter)