He has a residence in this world, located at the foot of an unnamed lake, and its shape is like a dragon palace.

“Swish!”

A stream of water flowed into the Dragon Palace, and Hongqiu's figure appeared in the main hall, staggering towards the back hall.

"Owner."

Several fish monsters and maids came over, but were knocked away by him with a wave of his hand.

"Get lost!"

"Husband."

A graceful and beautiful woman opened the pearl curtain and walked out, with a worried look on her face: "What's wrong with you?"

"Xiaoyu." Seeing the girl, Hongqiu's frown relaxed slightly and he sighed, "I encountered an ambush when I went out this time. If I hadn't been blessed by the gods, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back to see you."

"ah!"

The woman's face changed drastically:

"Someone actually dared to kill my husband. Will he come looking for us?"

"Don't worry!" Hongqiu waved his hand: "Here is the water-calling conch shell given to me by the water god. If they dare to come, don't even think about going back."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and something in the void quickly condensed and transformed into a conch the size of a palm.

There are several round holes on it for playing.

The pseudo-fourth-level wonder—the water-calling conch! It was this thing that caused heavy rains over a thousand miles of land for nearly a month, turning the mountains and forests into a swamp.

Holding this object, even if there are restrictions on the power of laws, Hongqiu's means of use can be doubled.

"But just in case, let's wait until the rain stops."

After thinking for a while, Hongqiu picked up the conch and blew it gently. The rain that was pouring down from the sky outside suddenly stagnated, and then turned into streams flowing towards the conch. Soon the sky became clear.

The originally light conch became extremely heavy, and the sound of flowing water could be heard inside if one shook it gently.

It seems like there is a sea hidden inside.

When necessary, the water in the conch can be released and turned into a river dozens of miles long.

As long as you enter it, you will be constantly attacked within the limits of the world, and no one can withstand it.

"Um!"

After putting away the conch, Hongqiu's face turned pale. He sat on the chair with his hands covering his chest, and only recovered slightly after breathing heavily.

"Husband!"

The woman looked worried.

"It's okay." Hongqiu waved his hand, his face grim:

"That woman's claws were very powerful. They almost destroyed my dragon heart. It will be impossible to recover without a few months of recuperation."

“This matter is not over yet!”

"Notify the Black Dragon for me. I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes." The woman nodded her head, consoled the other party again, and then walked to the back room in small steps.

soon.

A black dragon appeared above the lake with a strange wind, and its body rolled over and turned into a black-haired young man.

“Plop!”

The black dragon fell into the lake, letting its body sink to the bottom of the lake, crashing into the transparent barrier and entering the Dragon Palace.

"Hongqiu!"

"Black Dragon!"

After the two men met, servants brought them wine and food.

"I already know about your situation. My two-headed bait dragon is also dead. The person who did it is quite powerful."

"Um."

Hongqiu nodded and said:

"At that time, the followers of the God of Light and the God of Death were also present."

"Um?"

The black dragon's face darkened. "It seems that the other followers have also begun to unite. The God of Light and the God of Death are both high-level gods. This is troublesome."

"Don't worry too much." Hongqiu glanced at the other party, seemingly not understanding his cowardice:

"As far as I know, these two gods have not yet sent down their sons, and they don't even have many high-ranking followers."

"There may be only these two middle-level followers nearby. It won't be difficult for us to deal with them with our strength."

"Hmm..." Black Dragon thought for a moment, "That's true."

"In addition to these two middle-level followers, there are two local natives." Hong Qiu said with a gloomy face: "Don't underestimate them. Although the cultivation of these two people has not reached the third level, they have many means and may have obtained high-level items left by the gods of this world. I was injured by one of these women."

"Local natives?" Black Dragon stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming, "The gods of this world have fallen, and the artifacts are most likely destroyed, but there must be a lot of good things left."

"This is an opportunity..."

"Are you sure they haven't reached level three?"

"Of course!" Hongqiu nodded: "My eyes are not obtained for nothing. I can see clearly whether there is a third-level expert or not. You should also know the third-level experts in this world."

"Yes." The black dragon responded: "Several grand dukes, they are now the talents that the gods are vying to recruit. With their help, the faith can be spread faster."

"Brother Hongqiu."

He said sternly, "According to my master's calculations, in half a year, the rules of this world will be relaxed to the middle stage of the second stage. By then, the means we can use will be greatly expanded, and it will be easy to deal with two second-stage natives."

Half a year?

Hongqiu calculated the time. Although he felt somewhat unwilling, he nodded in the end when he thought of his injuries.

“Speaking of which, I recently met two more friends who are interested in transforming into dragon bodies. Although they are not followers of gods, as long as they transform into dragon bodies, they will have the strength of the late second stage and can serve as helpers.”

Black Dragon continued, "One of them in particular inherited the legacy of the Thunder God of this world. He has a pair of huge hammers that can generate lightning. Even a third-level warrior would feel uncomfortable if they were hit by lightning."

"It's just right for him to avenge the Double Bait Dragon!"

* * * Dozens of miles north of the City of Death, there is a deep valley. After the continuous rain over this period of time, the valley has turned into a lake.

The rich scent of water element condenses here, which is just right for practicing wizards' water meditation method.

at this time.

A wizard tower was shrouded in a barrier, quietly sinking to the bottom of the water, with a faint halo illuminating the surroundings.

Carl sat cross-legged on the second floor of the wizard tower, practicing the Source Sea Meditation Method at full power to accumulate the energy of the Water of Life.

When his energy was accumulated enough, he immediately turned to practicing the Saint Demon Transformation.

The Holy Demon Transformation is like a greedy glutton, madly devouring energy to temper its physical constitution.

From time to time, Carl would take a few pills and drink a few bottles of potions to maintain this high-intensity practice.

I don’t know how much time passed.

"call……"

Looking at the empty ground around him, Carl couldn't help but let out a long breath and shook his head helplessly.

"From the City of Death, we obtained the elixir that Meivia had accumulated for hundreds of years, plus the elixir accumulated in the Magic Forest."

"Even if it's a good wizard family in the Magic Forest, they probably only have this much wealth. I've used it up in a few months, but my physique hasn't even reached level 40. The progress is so slow that it's outrageous."

"well!"

The data panel appeared, and the physical fitness column showed 39.4, which was a slight increase from a few months ago.

But this is at the rate of burning potions like crazy.

If there weren't so many potions, it would take at least five or six years of hard work to achieve this level of progress.

'No wonder even when the gods were here, there were not many guardians of the divine realm who practiced the Holy Demon Transformation. Although this method is powerful enough, it consumes too many resources. Without enough spiritual medicine, it is almost impossible to practice it to the third level.'

"But once you master it, your physical body will be able to withstand all kinds of secret techniques."

"If I can reach the sixth level and complete the second stage of the silver body, I can definitely withstand the attacks of the early third level."

It is never easy to fight against someone of a higher level.

It was fine in the early days.

A few knight squires can kill a knight, and a dozen knights can render the great knight helpless.

It takes dozens of great knights to trap the legend.

The gap between the second and third levels can hardly be made up by numbers, which shows how powerful the Holy Demon has become.

"It is worthy of being one of the top methods in the Divine Realm..."

After putting away the wizard tower, Carl rushed out of the lake and flew towards the City of Death.

In just a few months, the City of Death seemed to have regained new life, and the mental state of the people in the city was also completely renewed, no longer willing to accept the former lifelessness.

'It seems that compared to Mevia managing the city, the God's Domain followers are more suitable, with workers, farmers, soldiers and merchants each performing their own duties.'

"That's right!"

'If I didn't have this ability, I wouldn't be sent by the gods to this world to spread faith.'

"Mr. Karl."

As soon as I landed, a maid came up to greet me: "His Highness invites you to meet him in the back hills."

(End of this chapter)