Episode 12 – The Descent of the Gods Chapter 20 – Outcasts
The withered old man’s originally wrinkled forehead wrinkled even deeper.
“Martial God Sect Faun, and Linley?”
The withered old man’s eyes were hidden in green light, obviously pondering something.
Those nine silver-robed men had all been brought over by him from the Gobada Dimensional Prison, and their strengths were all at the limit of the Holy Realm. Without Linley’s help, Fahn alone would indeed need to put his best foot forward to kill one of the silver-robed men.
The stronger the soul, the more troublesome it was to control.
Even if Lord Beirut destroyed a silver-robed man, he wouldn’t dare to be the slightest bit dissatisfied. However, the fact that Linley and Faun had also killed two important henchmen was something that displeased him.
“Hmph, if I wasn’t busy with a major event right now, I would definitely step in and directly control you two brats, making you under my control for a thousand years!”
The withered old man let out a low raspy voice, and then a cold light swept through his eyes, “Since this is the case ……”
“Yale, quickly come to me.”
The withered old man’s voice was directly transmitted to Yale’s mind.
“Yes, Grand Sorcerer.”
Yale didn’t dare to disobey in the slightest.
Yale was now residing in a branch of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce, in a large canyon in the southwest region of the Baruch Empire. Mainly here, it was very close to the three major empires of Yulan Empire, O’Brien Empire, and Baruch Empire, and the slaves transported over from the three major empires could be quickly sent into the canyon.
As for the Grand Sorcerer it was in a secret room that resided in the core of the canyon underground.
It didn’t take long for Yale to arrive in this gloomy underground chamber.
“Grand Sorcerer.”
Yale respectfully knelt on one knee in front of the Grand Sorcerer, in front of the Grand Sorcerer, Yale had absolute loyalty.
The Grand Sorcerer nodded indifferently. With a flip of his hand, a transparent bottle with the size of a thumb flew out, and there was some small amount of liquid in this transparent bottle. This transparent bottle flew directly to Yale’s body, and Yale immediately took it respectfully.
“Yale, you mix the liquid in this bottle into a bottle of fine wine, then you take this bottle of wine to Linley’s place and buy Linley a drink. Remember, at all costs, you must make him drink it.”
The Grand Sorcerer ordered blandly.
“Yes, Grand Sorcerer.”
Yale’s voice didn’t hesitate in the slightest.
The Grand Sorcerer who was in the gloom indifferently nodded, “Alright, you can leave now.”
Watching Yale leave, the Grand Sorcerer also sighed darkly, “After drinking this Soul Silk Containing Venom, Linley will definitely die. It’s a pity, that Linley’s relatives and friends will definitely not spare Yale as a ‘murderer’. Yale is dead, it seems. I need to find another person in the Dawson Chamber to control.”
The sky was pitch black, but Yale was sitting on the Green Wind Eagle rapidly rushing towards the direction of the Dragon’s Blood Castle, and there were two guards riding flying magical beasts behind him. These two guards had some doubts in their hearts.
“Why is the president in such a hurry? It’s still late at night.”
“Who knows, these past few years, the President isn’t as jocular as he was in the past, and his entire person has become a lot more serious.”
While these two guards were talking softly in the back, Yale was looking at the northeast direction with a cold, expressionless face.
When the next day afternoon.
Yale and his group finally arrived at the Dragonblood Castle, the flying magical beasts descended.
“Arrived.”
Yale’s gaze fell on the Dragonblood Castle in front of him. A trace of emotionless indifference swept through his eyes.
Inside the Dragonblood Castle.
The hearts of Gates, Walden, Sessler, and the others in the Dragonblood Castle today were all a little restless, because when Linley had returned, he had already spoken to them in detail about the matter concerning the Dead City, and that the direct culprit who had caused the Dead City had been the silver-robed man.
However, the silver-robed man was under the control of a god-level powerhouse!
God-level powerhouse!
Those four words alone were like a mountain pressing down on Gates, Sessler, and the rest of them, and they all felt the pressure.
After eating lunch, Linley, Walden, Gates, Sessler and the others sat down in the back garden and talked.
“Don’t worry too much. Harry did say it after all. That God-level powerhouse doesn’t have time to care about this right now.”
Seeing how worried everyone else seemed to be, Linley couldn’t help but smile and persuade. “When that God-level powerhouse is done being busy. I reckon I’ll have stepped into the divine level as well.”
“Brother.”
Walden, however, said eagerly, “First of all, will that God-level powerhouse pause what he’s doing to deal with you? That aside, the most important thing is that even if you reach the God level, brother, will you definitely be able to deal with that God level powerhouse?”
Walden was extremely worried in his heart.
Linley had entered the Divine Realm and was only at the beginning of the Lower God Realm.
What about the enemy?
Who knew if it was an Inferior God, or a Mediate God? If the other party was a Mediate God, Linley had no hope of turning over a new leaf. Even if it was a lower god, the lower god gap was still very large. Beginning at the lower god realm, and the peak of a lower god, were they the same concept?
After all, a Saint Realm such as Linley could easily kill even an ordinary Saint Realm peak.
It wasn’t impossible for some peak Inferior Gods to kill a first-time God Realm powerhouse in one or two moves.
“Have some faith in me.”
Linley’s heart was still touched when he saw that Walden was filled with sadness, and he understood what his brother Walden had in mind.
Sessler also persuaded, “Walden, don’t worry too much. In another four years or so, the Martial God and his group will all be back as well, and the situation will be different again then. And what has your brother ever let you down? Have faith in Lord Linley.”
Walden nodded.
He looked at his elder brother in front of him, killing King Finlay, as well as making a name for himself in the O’Brien Empire’s imperial capital, and even fighting the then Hedson without a fight, to the point where nowadays he was able to become a god on his own by his own power alone.
“Brother, I believe in you.”
Walton also expected Linley to be able to deal with the enemy.
Linley, however, was much more certain than Walden in his heart.
First of all, if that mysterious God-ranked powerhouse came back in more than four years, by then, Di Lin and the others would have returned, and Di Lin owed himself a huge favor for giving the Godhead to him in the first place. Linley believed that Di Lin wouldn’t stand idly by.
Of course, this was an external force.
Linley’s greatest reliance was the Purple Blood Soft Sword! The Coiled Dragon Ring!
Divine artifacts were also divided into high and low.
Like the divine weapon giant axe used by the Flame Monarch in the sixth level of the Graveyard of the Gods, even Saint Realms were able to use the special abilities of divine weapon lands. Then this artifact was undoubtedly the lowest level.
The more difficult it was to use and the more demanding the conditions were, the more powerful the artifact would be.
As for his own Purple Blood Softsword, Linley himself even now only relied on the tough material of the Purple Blood Softsword itself to kill his enemies, and some of the special abilities contained in the divine artifact Linley simply couldn’t use. For example, Linley simply couldn’t freely change the size of the Purple Blood Softsword.
Divine artifacts could change in size, this was the most basic ability.
Even this could not be done. Obviously, the Purple Blood Soft Sword was not an ordinary divine weapon. In fact, when Linley’s spiritual energy came into contact with the internal baneful aura, he sensed a terrifying sight that also signaled the extraordinary nature of the Purple Blood Soft Sword.
The purple-blooded soft sword was one thing, and there was also the disk dragon ring!
To this day, Linley was still confused about the Coiled Dragon Ring. However, Lin Lei is sure that his own strength now can not touch a hint of the power of the ring, I’m afraid that the power of the ring is not weaker than the purple blood soft sword. It was even possible that it was stronger.
“When I reach the divine level, the divine artifact will naturally be able to be used.”
Linley was looking forward to it in his heart.
The true power of the Violet Blood Soft Sword and the Coiled Dragon Ring!
“My lord, President Yale of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce is here.”
One of the guards of the Dragonblood Castle ran to the back garden and respectfully said to Linley, who only secretly glanced at Linley with a hint of admiration in his gaze as well.
“Yale?”
Linley’s eyes instantly lit up.
“Quickly, quickly invite him over.”
Linley’s mood was suddenly great, for the three brothers from his teenage years, in Linley’s mind, the status was no different than Walden, his own brother.
“Yale?”
Walton frowned and said to Linley. “Brother, I forgot to tell you, more than five years ago, after the continental war began, Yale had once demanded the power to buy all the prisoners of war from us during the war, of course Sydney, although he made it difficult, but then he still agreed to the ground.”
“Eh?”
Although Linley didn’t know much about managing a country, he understood. Purchase all prisoners of war? That wasn’t something that could be purchased with money.
“It’s not a big deal. No need to be too concerned, I’ll just talk about Boss Yale.”
Linley didn’t think much about it. Directly, he said casually.
Walden heard Linley say this. Then he didn’t say any more. And at this time, they heard footsteps. Linley immediately greeted them towards the back garden garden gate, and sure enough, Yale also walked in with a big smile on his face, and as soon as he saw Linley his eyes lit up and he laughed loudly, “Old Three, it’s really not easy to see you.”
“I’ve got important things on my mind as well, come on, don’t say how much, sit down first and then talk.”
Linley immediately said warmly.
Linley said to Walton, Sessler and the others beside him, “Walton, you guys just rest first, Boss Yale and I haven’t seen each other in a long time, have a good chat. By the way, you guys make some arrangements, have a hearty dinner today, Yale is here for dinner today.”
Linley had originally planned that he would continue to go into seclusion after dinner today.
“Yes, brother.”
Walden nodded and immediately left with Gates and the others, Sessler frowned at Yale twice and finally left without saying anything.
The maids in the castle soon brought up fine wines, wine glasses, and so on.
“Boss Yale, what do you want to buy the power of all the prisoners of war for?”
Linley inquired suspiciously, Linley didn’t mean to question, he was just a little puzzled.
Yale pretended to be mysterious, “Trade secrets!”
“You guy, you’re still talking to me about business secrets?”
Linley burst out laughing, and he stopped pursuing this matter.
“It’s quite a coincidence that you’ve come, if I were to slow down by a day, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have the time to accompany you.”
Linley lamented, after all, he had only come out of seclusion last night, and after dinner today he planned to continue his closed-door cultivation. There was only so much time in between, yet Yale happened to come.
It had to be said that it was quite a coincidence.
“I had something passing by here, and when I saw the Dragon Blood Castle, I came in to look for you first, I also came to take my chances, and I didn’t expect you to really be here.”
Yale also said with a smile.
“Huh, what kind of wine is this wine of yours?”
Yale frowned as he looked at the wine in the cup.
Linley glanced at the bottle and shook his head, laughing, “How should I know? I don’t know wine land as well as you do, but I suppose the wine prepared in this Dragonblood Castle of mine shouldn’t be bad.”
Yale instantly laughed as well, “I know, you, a great genius, spends all your time on cultivation, you don’t have time to waste on wine. However, although this wine is considered to be good, it is not considered to be the very best. By the way, I have a bottle of good wine in my spatial ring. Old Three, come, let’s taste it together.”
Saying that, with a flip of his hand, Yale took out a small bottle of wine in two taels from his spatial ring.
“Such a small bottle?”
Linley was a little surprised.
“This was just researched and refined by a winery under the jurisdiction of our Dawson Chamber of Commerce, this drop of wine is a thousand times more precious than the same volume of gold, come on, taste it.”
Yale immediately poured a cup for Linley, and then also poured a cup for himself.
Yale raised his glass, frowned in mock dissatisfaction and said, “Old Three, what’s the hesitation? Are you not giving me face?”
“Haha, Yale, would I, the oldest three, dare not give your boss face?”
Linley laughed and raised his glass, “Come on, dry.”
Saying that, Linley didn’t hesitate and directly drank it all in one go, but when Linley drank it all, he realized that Yale wasn’t drinking.
“Boss Yale, why aren’t you drinking?”
Linley laughed and cursed, “You’re overdoing it.”
Yale, however, didn’t answer anything, only placing the wine cup back on the table, the smile that had been on his face also converging, only looking indifferently at Linley.