Lord of Plenty

The flesh mountain, which was thousands of feet high and pierced the sky, slowly moved on the devastated land. The bloody sky slowly spread around, as if sooner or later it would dye the world bloody.

The black and red turbid blood polluted the clear river, and the poisonous gas sprayed from the top of the mountain permeated the surrounding air. The flesh mountain constantly eroded the surrounding environment wherever it went. Normal life could not survive in such an extremely harsh environment. Only the holy blood giant tree named "Holy Mountain" and the holy people born under the tree could adapt to this harsh living environment.

It is hard to imagine that this thing is actually a tree?

It was not until Kun saw the so-called core of the holy mountain, the flesh and blood furnace, that he believed it.

"Master Xieyan, the blood sacrifice is about to begin, please move."

Kun, who was sitting on the top of the holy mountain, overlooking the blood-red land, and the holy people constantly drove away all the lives around, or captured and killed them and sent them into the flesh mountain, nodded.

"Master Aolian, you said there is more than one holy mountain, but one in each continent, a total of seven, right? That means there are seven holy kings like Sister Xie Yue?"

"That's right, but there are oceans between the continents, and the holy land is not very adapted to the environment of the sea. This is also an important reason why those weak spirits and insects can survive until now."

Aolian said softly to the butterfly-winged monster standing quietly behind Kun.

Kun was secretly shocked. Seven half-god monsters have been wreaking havoc in the spirit world for nearly a hundred years, and the spirits have not died. I don't know whether to say that these flesh and blood monsters are too bad, or that the spirits are too tenacious.

However, the spirits in the continent where he is are indeed about to become extinct, because the source of the destruction of this continent, the flesh and blood mountain, is very strong, or Xie Yue, as the master of the holy mountain, is very strong, a little outrageous.

After these days of testing, Kun found that although his subordinates were all incomplete fourth-level lives, each with its own flaws, such as the first guard in front of the throne, the attack power of the Shali was comparable to that of the old king, but the defense strength of the mental power was only at the level of ordinary third-level lives.

But the master of these monsters, Xie Yue, was not like his subordinates, relying on the "blessing" of the Holy Mountain to barely enter the fifth level, but on the premise of having a Holy King, he constantly sharpened himself, forced himself to break through the bottleneck and promoted himself, and then easily defeated the old king and devoured him.

In addition to his absolute control over the Holy Mountain, his overall strength is probably also at the top level among demigods.

Even if the "Holy Kings" of the other six continents are not as strong as Xie Yue, they are probably at the demigod level with the help of the power of the Holy Mountain.

"It's not easy."

Kun had a headache. The degree of saving the spiritual civilization has been upgraded from the hell level to the purgatory level.

He is just a small fertility magician. Is it necessary to embarrass him so much?

Fortunately, the fifteen patriarchs in front of the throne are not monolithic, and each has his own little thoughts. For example, after Kun gained a foothold in the Holy Mountain, the patriarch, Aolena, immediately joined his sect.

As a confidant of the old king, Aolena is in an awkward position. She neither gets the trust of the new king nor is she excluded by other patriarchs. Although she is strong, she cannot support herself alone.

After discovering Kun, the new king who suddenly appeared, she immediately attached herself to him as if she had found a backbone.

It happened that Kun did not know enough about this world, and needed an "old man" who had lived long and knew a lot to answer his questions, so the two hit it off.

Compared to the first time Kun came here, there was an extra bone throne in the throne hall.

The new throne is only one-third the size of the other one, but the specifications are the same. The skull of a spirit man is the base, and the head of a high-level saint is melted into the main body of the throne, which is placed on the left hand side of the original throne.

Kun appeared on the low throne, propping his head on his arm, and his inquiring eyes swept over the fifteen terrifying figures with surging blood in front of the throne.

A figure with two heads and armor on his body, after discovering that Kun's eyes were circling around his neck with interest, immediately shrank his majestic body that was so big that he couldn't hide it in fear.

Setting up another throne in front of the throne, this process was naturally not smooth sailing. The one who was shouting the most at that time was the head of the holy family named Ignashetuo (quasi-king level).

It was not until Kun, who was sitting on the throne, did not move, and the third eye on his forehead bloomed with a rainbow halo, and Ignashetuo twisted one of his heads off, that the throne hall was silent and no one objected.

It is true that only a king can easily crush the head of the family.

"Well, since everyone is here, let's start the blood sacrifice."

Xie Yue, who appeared on the throne at some point, waved his hand lazily, and the center of the throne hall suddenly squirmed, revealing the hellish scene below.

The throne hall is at the core of the meat mountain, on the upper level of the flesh furnace, and for the saints, blood sacrifice is equal to a feast.

The quality of the sacrifice is also equivalent to the specifications of this feast.

"No, no, I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

"Help, who will save me?"

Crying, wailing, screaming, humanoid, non-human, all living creatures were thrown into the flesh furnace one by one by the bloody monsters with strange looks.

The flesh furnace, at first glance, looks like the magma flowing inside this flesh mountain. If you look closely, the 'magma' is clearly a naked root of flesh, tangled, entangled, and squirming.

All the blood food that falls into the 'mouth' will be ruthlessly crushed and swallowed up.

Its name is the 'Melting Furnace'. It is only one of its true functions to melt all the old-era life in this world. The 'Melting Furnace' can also reorganize, birth, and hatch into its own race, the so-called 'Saint Race'. ’, all were born from this.

"Hissssss~"

As more and more sacrifices were pushed into the flesh and blood furnace, the blood energy condensed on the upper level of the furnace slowly rose up and flew into the throne room.

This is the life essence of hundreds of races purified by the flesh and blood furnace, and it is also the 'gift' given by the Holy Mountain after being supported by its descendants.

The real feast begins from now on.

A large mass of blood mist exuding a fishy-sweet smell flew towards the central throne, with half of it flying towards the central throne. Kun took away the remaining half and condensed it into twelve blood-colored pills no more than the size of a thumb. The remaining It was only shared by fifteen fourth-level parents.

As a serious mage whose desire for prying eyes is higher than his moral standard, Kun has not tried these rather evil "essences of hundreds of races". Unfortunately, this so-called essence is not as pure as the body he reborn from true nirvana.

The improvement that these blood mist gave him could not even keep up with the consumption of his subsequent treatment of these contaminations, and it was simply not worth the gain.

It's no wonder that these fourth-level monsters forcibly promoted by Roshan have such huge flaws. They are just paper tigers and bamboo strips.

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing to encourage others. He might as well just collect the blood mist that contained quite powerful energy and see if he could find a more reasonable way to use it in the future.

The current flesh and blood puppet has extraordinary potential. It is no longer the low-level eyeworm puppet that can be given up at will. Maybe in the future, this clone will be promoted to demigod earlier than the main body. This is of great significance to Kun. , naturally attaches great importance to it.

Not only did Xie Yue not have the slightest objection to Xie Yan, his cheap brother, not eating the gifts from the Holy Mountain, but he also agreed with it.

In fact, she doesn't 'eat' the essence of these hundreds of races.

Every time there was a blood sacrifice, she took the lion's share of the sacrifices because as the king of the saints, she had to do so.

But for her, these essences of hundreds of tribes, which are already a drop in the bucket, can be used to reward the parents, or to cultivate their own guards. They are not completely useless.

Seeing that the essence of the hundreds of tribes had been eaten, Xie Yue knocked on the skeleton gauntlet of the throne and said coldly:

"How long will it take before this continent completely belongs to us? Will the gifts of the Holy Mountain be spread to every corner of the world?"

Kun Wenyan, who was sitting at Xie Yue's starting position, flashed his eyes. After these few days of contact, plus the relevant information he received from Oliina, he knew that Xie Yue actually didn't care about the life and death of the spirit people.

What she wants is to completely bring this continent under the rule of the Holy Mountain, so that she can drive the Holy Mountain without any scruples and cross the ocean to other continents.

Why is there only one holy mountain and one ‘Holy Blood Tree’ in one continent?

Because everything else has been devoured.

The cruelty of the Saints is not limited to other races.

Destroying the spiritual beings to unify the continent is only the first step. Eat all the holy mountains of other continents and become the only winner, and the only master and overlord of this world from now on.

This is the true mission of the birth of the Saint Race!

A holy mountain and a continent can indeed only accommodate one 'king', but Xie Yue's ambition is far more than that. She wants to be the king of kings!

That's why she allowed the second 'king' to appear, and even planned to give birth to the second king.

She is confident and has the strength to match her ambition, and is not afraid of anyone challenging her position.

This is also her supreme dignity as the ‘King of Kings’ of the Holy Clan!

A bull-headed monster over five meters tall and covered in fat roared:

"King, the remnants of the spirit beings in the southwest have been completely eradicated!"

Patriarch He Feilian, who looked like a veritable ‘femme fatale’, continued:

"There is only one northern spirit shelter left, and the rest were completely destroyed before I returned to the Holy Mountain."

After saying that, he glanced at Kun on the throne with a resentful look.

Her tribesmen suffered heavy casualties, so they captured so many high-quality sacrifices. She wanted to show off her face in front of the king and improve her own strength. However, all the blood sacrifice gifts from the holy mountain were robbed midway. What a fool.

But Wang was very satisfied with the result, and she couldn't beat the 'flying eye fish', so she could only knock off her teeth and swallow it, knowing she was suffering.

Kun Quan pretended not to notice He Feilian's resentful expression.

If you want to take back the meat that fell into my bowl, it's impossible, absolutely not!