Start with Island Lord

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

Wrapped in a ball of extremely strong strange power, a magnificent building complex stands.

This temple is not composed of matter, or to be more precise, it is not composed 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 tumbling strange forces are like clouds in the world, and the temple is like a city in the sky standing above the clouds.

At the core of this 'City in the Sky', there is a huge suspended ring, with a large tree as white and transparent as white jade growing in the center of the ring.

There is a white jade lawn under the tree, and four 'people' are sitting on the lawn.

From the appearance, the four people are two men and two women. Although they are in human form, their whole bodies are emitting light of different colors, and there is also a layer of strange light field looming in the surrounding void.

There is a woman among them, and the rune square around her body is obviously clearer and more condensed than the other three.

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

This woman has thick and long pure black hair, flowing down from her head like a waterfall, generally covering her white limbs that are not even strands, plump and graceful, and are a bit more delicate than the surrounding white jade.

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

"What a unique elemental life and very interesting to watch."

She said so.

The other three people listened and had different reactions.

One of the slender men wearing dark blue mage robes sneered.

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

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

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

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

"Nelly, you said he moved Grenfell's head and found out where it was?"

Nelly, the Lord of Dreams, a powerful level 14 god.

There was a trace of distress on her face: "Still looking, but I'm sure it must have been moved, because I found that Grenfell disappeared out of thin air and a memory disappeared."

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

Nelly spread her hands: "Unfortunately, I couldn't find him. His manipulation of the life brain is very superb, even better than Dritan's."

De Ruitan was dissatisfied again: "We haven't competed before. How do you know he is better than me?"

"Why is he, a short-lived elemental being, superior to me?"

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

De Ruitan bowed slightly to the woman: "Maybe, but it will take a long time to accumulate, and he is too young."

Nellie turned to the blond young man who had been silent and said: "Perry, you are not usually the most talkative, so why are you acting like a mute today?"

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

He is Perry, the God of the Forest, a powerful level 13 god.

Speaking of which, Dritan, who is less than level 13, is actually the weakest among the four gods.

At this moment, the forest god was holding his chin with one hand and playing with a little thing crawling around on the ground with the other hand, making the little thing spin around.

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

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

Deritan laughed when he heard this: "Perry, you despise him more than I do!"

Nelly smiled and said: "Although he is a mortal, he already possesses a legendary soul, which is much tougher than a light spirit."

Perry asked: "Can you block the Spear of Annihilation?"

Nelly shrugged her shoulders: "Then you are too harsh. This thing is even hard for us to block."

Perry was a little impatient: "Lord Adele, did you summon 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 attitude: "It's about the birth of a new artifact."

"The door to creation on the lost plane shows signs of reopening, and a brand new artifact is likely to be born by then."

"The bad news is, everyone wants artifacts, so competition is going to be fierce."

"I want you to gather the saints in the 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 and the number of people must be as large as possible. Each person must provide at least 10 saints."

"I also promise you that whoever's saint obtains the artifact will be handed over to the person who takes the lead in using it."

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

If Rosen were present and saw this scene, he would be surprised by the rich expressions of these void gods, so that they are almost indistinguishable from mortals.

After Adele, the Goddess of Life, finished speaking the news, Nelly, the Lord of Dreams, immediately said: "Oh~ I have something to do now."

Perry, the god of the forest, asked: "Lord Adele, are there established rules like last time, or is it a completely disorderly war?"

Adele shook her head: "The Supreme Lord Gaumiral fell into a deep sleep, and no one was in charge of the situation for the time being, so it was a chaotic war."

"Oh~~~ It's going to be fun now, I guess a lot of people will die."

The 'people' in his mouth are naturally not mortals, but gods and demons.

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

Dritan immediately said: "Sir, I haven't completely controlled the plane yet, so I'm afraid I won't be able to provide a sufficient number of saints."

Adele glanced at him, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her dark eyes.

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

Deritan's expression turned serious: "I was wrong, Lady Adele."

"I will take control of the plane as soon as possible. But there are still some things I am not ready for. I will return to Dritan in half a year. In half a year."

. . . . . . . . . . .

Atlason.

The place where the moon rises.

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

"Dora, the Queen's banquet in Medasilin has ended successfully. Terese and the others did not take action and did not come back."

"There is a high probability that something happened to them. Do the math, what is their current condition?"

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

"They were caught."

"The members of the assassination team are currently imprisoned in Yunshan Prison in Meda Xilin, and the three golden warriors are currently in Weilan and have become prisoners of the Natural Emperor."

Osella was not surprised. 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 our clan. I also told them clearly that if the situation is not right, they will give up the mission. Why are they still caught?"

"I don't know, Osella. I can only divine the vague fate of the warriors, but I can't see the specific line of fate."

"Okay, then I'll go arrange the rescue now."

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

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

"Don't go to the rescue!"

Dora's voice came from inside the house.

"Fate tells me that Weilan is much scarier than Meda Silin. Unless there is a full-scale war, many people who go there will die in vain."

Osella was silent.

They are now unable to launch a full-scale war because most of the main force is in the Storm Continent.

The good news is that the war situation in Storm Continent is going very smoothly, and it is estimated that in one or two years, the so-called Fusion Empire will be completely defeated.

But in the past two years, they were unable to look away.

Once again he couldn't help but ask:

"When will the master come back?"

The majestic Holy Elf Empire, the kingdom of the powerful True God, was so bullied by two mortal empires without being able to fight back, which really made him extremely angry.

The fundamental reason for the current situation is that the master insists on going to the other side of the sea to fight against the fusion empire!

Otherwise, the army of elves using the golden seed and marching eastward will definitely be able to wipe out all the mortal countries.

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

"The owner said he will be back within half a year."

This was a clear answer that made Osella's eyes light up, almost in disbelief: "Really?"

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

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

"Whether this soul comes from the Fusion Empire or from other mortal empires, there must be as many as possible."

"Finally, the master also 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 flowed, passing a list into Osella's hand.

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

He left happily.

In the tree house, Dora was a little worried.

‘Druitan is contacting me more and more frequently. He may contact me at any time. He may really come back. ’

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

But Dritan contacted her so frequently that she couldn't leave the treehouse to serve her powerful new master.

Although the new owner did not require the frequency of her service.

But she believes that this kind of service must be done, no matter what, once a month, in order to enhance the relationship with the new owner.

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

‘Hey~ Damn Deruitan, you are so full and have nothing to do, you just left, why are you coming back? Looking for death? ! ’