The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Without the slightest hesitation, Artie immediately issued a call to arms at top speed.

Not only the elite forces of the Atlantis Kingdom, but also the druids of the forest.

Because this was a mess caused by Gai'ao Gai, all the druids who had benefited from Gai'ao Gai needed to contribute manpower and resources.

You have to say, this feeling of reversed roles is quite wonderful, the apprentice cleaning up the mess caused by the master.

Gai, this time the apprentice won't settle accounts with you, but if there's a next time, I'll spank your butt!

Old Prankster also received the news. In the past six months, he had been researching elemental physical attack spells while searching for the whereabouts of the Zerg in the forest.

The result was naturally nothing.

Moreover, he couldn't stop searching, which seriously affected his progress in creating spells.

Mainly because he had already secluded himself once, spending several years to break through to the Legendary realm.

As a result, not long after he came out of seclusion, two of his little friends were about to condense divinity and advance to become Nature Demigods?

This made Old Prankster couldn't help but sigh, it really is one step slow, every step slow.

Once the most infinitely glorious of them all, he had now become the tail end of the quartet.

In the past, Gai'ao Gai had selflessly played the role of the last one.

Just like the tortoise and the hare race, the Bearman, this tortoise, was about to run past the finish line, and he, the hare who dozed off in the middle, was naturally anxious.

But there was no way around it, there was still a way to snatch single elemental divinity from the elemental lords.

For his kind of composite element, if he wanted to condense divinity, he either had to rely on himself, or he had to snatch all the divinities involved.

Snatching divinity was not difficult, after all, it was a composite element.

The divinity needed for each element was actually not much.

Half a wisp was too much.

It's just that too many people needed to be offended at once. Not to mention Old Prankster himself, even the Council of Nature might not be able to withstand the pressure.

If his identity was really exposed, Old Prankster estimated that he would only be able to apologize with death.

After pondering for half a year on elemental physical attack spells against the Zerg.

Old Prankster suddenly realized a problem.

The Zerg was not a problem for him, but rather good luck!

And the Zerg had the characteristic of absorbing and optimizing the attacks suffered by dead individuals.

If he constantly attacked the Zerg with his composite spells, forcing the Zerg to evolve in the direction of resisting his composite elements.

Then a Zerg with composite elemental divinity would be born!

Old Prankster believed that with the superiority of his composite elements.

The Zerg that came out would definitely not give up this extremely excellent evolutionary direction.

So he wanted to find the Zerg more than anyone else, he even worried that the Zerg would be encountered and eliminated by some strong person in advance.

Today, he finally heard the news of the Zerg, and he found Artie, who was brewing magic potions in the school, at the first time.

"The Zerg has been found! ?"

Looking at Old Prankster's expression, Artie asked with some surprise:

"Why are you so excited? Have you already researched your elemental physical attack spell?"

Old Prankster nodded, then waved his hand casually.

"That's not important anymore."

In just half a year, Old Prankster had actually already achieved results, he truly was the most talented elemental druid in the quartet.

Old Prankster told Artie his idea, and Artie's eyes flickered constantly.

"It sounds feasible, but are you sure you can take down the seven-element composite divinity Zerg that will eventually emerge?"

He actually had a way to defeat this Zerg that completely countered Old Prankster, and absorb the other party's divinity. He truly was Old Prankster!

Who knew that Old Prankster looked at Artie as a matter of course.

"Who said I was going to subdue this seven-element composite Zerg myself? Isn't there you? Your Gourmet Divinity and Food God Flame are the natural counter to this group of Zerg!"

"Tell me yourself, since you joined the forest, have I helped you less? I only need you to help me this once, will you agree or not?"

"Are you loyal or not!"

The way you say that makes it seem like we are brothers.

But looking at Old Prankster's sincere eyes, especially since he had a plan to keep pestering you if you didn't help him.

Artie could only sigh and say.

"Help! I'll help! But you must follow my arrangements to promote the changes in the Zerg."

The number of Zerg must first be reduced to a controllable range before the seven-element composite elementalization plan can be promoted.

Artie suddenly asked curiously:

"How do you know that the Zerg that escaped will have divinity?"

Old Prankster chuckled.

"It definitely doesn't have divinity, but it must have Sin God power. Sin God power can also nurture divinity, at most it will have the unique twisted nature of Sin God power."

Artie frowned as he looked at Old Prankster.

"Don't try to take shortcuts and catch up with my master's progress by rashly trying some unacceptable evil path."

Old Prankster slapped him.

"What are you talking about, am I that kind of person?!"

"You are."

Old Prankster smiled slyly.

"I'm not stupid, all I need is half a wisp of elemental divinity, using the method of creating natural sacred objects, to contain the purified half a wisp of elemental divinity in my special seven-colored crystal."

"Then use this half a wisp of elemental divinity to guide the transformation of the elemental magic power in my body."

Directly absorbing the divinity born in the Zerg's body, which is obviously problematic.

He's not stupid.

What he wants to be is a Nature Demigod, not a Nature Sin God.

"Purify, you have a way to purify divinity with Sin power?"

Old Prankster directly asked him back.

"Isn't that your job?"

I… …

"You only have a wisp of Gourmet Divinity now, so the purified elemental divinity will most likely have impurities. If you eat it yourself, then the Gourmet Divinity in your body will help you digest it."

"That's the role of Gourmet Divinity, to create gourmet food and digest gourmet food, but we are different, without Gourmet Divinity, we can only use other methods."

"Or constantly inject the corresponding magic power into it to purify the divinity. After all, even a Sin God has a day to return to the right path."

The corners of Artie's mouth twitched.

"You don't mean to say that Sin Gods also have a chance to become gods and become orthodox gods, right?"

Old Prankster shook his head and said:

"Not only is there a chance, but that Sin God has already become a god. Although the godhood didn't last long, the Sin God fell due to a divine war, but his existence did give the Sin Gods hope."

Sin Gods are desperate for the world because they have no hope, so they want to destroy all the life they see.

There was no choice before, but now they want to be good people, gods!

"Who made the Sin God a god? Who would study this kind of thing for no reason?"

It has to be said that Sin Gods are a very powerful group in the universe, and they have great strategic value.

If the power of the Sin Gods can be used well, it would not be a problem to form a powerful pantheon.

Old Prankster glanced at Artie.

"Who else could it be, of course it's your supreme Elemental Dragon God! Besides him, who would care about a group of Sin Gods who are sealed up and have no value in the eyes of ordinary people?"

“Other Dragon Gods, at most, create three to five types of dragons. The Elemental Dragon God not only created the eight original elemental dragons but also expanded the elemental dragon group to twenty or thirty types later on.”

“They even researched a way to evolve ordinary lifeforms into elemental dragons. If this continues, won't the world be left with only elemental dragons, elemental pseudo-dragons, and dragons in the future?”

“Do you think the other gods would kill Him for the sake of faith?”

The Old Urchin saw through it all; the Elemental Dragon God's death wasn't unjust.

“Atilan, can I try out my Zerg modification plan now?”

Looking at the cheeky Old Urchin, Atilan was filled with annoyance.

“No! Have you looked at your strength? You can quickly suppress the number of Zergs if you go, but wouldn't the remaining ones be powerful Zergs?”

“You can't stop all the defenses. The army must hold the line first, build up their strength, and confine the Zergs to a very small area.”

“If there are enough resources, will the Zergs still use the corpses of their own kind to hatch larvae?”

They really would!

After going to the battlefield, Atilan discovered that the Zergs had spent half a year in the material realm.

It seemed they valued the corpses of their own kind even more.

The Bearman also said that if they couldn't retrieve the corpses of their own kind,

The Zergs would decisively give up.

Avoiding unnecessary sacrifices.

But now, sacrificing a large group of yellow bugs just to retrieve a purple bug.

“Old Urchin, go catch a purple bug and bring it back. We'll study it carefully.”

“Why me?”

Since arriving at the front lines, Atilan had been finding ways to order the Old Urchin around.

“If you don't go, am I supposed to go? If I delay the time to strengthen my Gourmet Divinity, causing the elemental divinity not to be purified to your requirements, don't blame me.”

The Old Urchin got angry and stood up to catch the Zerg.

He really couldn't afford to offend Atilan right now.

“Fine, I'll go. If the qualified elemental divinity isn't even half a strand, see how I'll torment you, kid.”

Atilan wasn't afraid of him at all because it would be at least a year or two before half a strand of divinity was purified.

By that time, he would have already completed his juvenile growth, reaching life level 17, even with his current Druid level of 12.

He wouldn't lose to the Old Urchin.

Level 12 Druid, because in the past six months, besides brewing potions for the elemental dragons having meetings in the sky,

He also had to brew potions for the outstanding students in the school.

You know, this kind of behavior of specially making tonics for individuals unexpectedly boosted his Druid level growth.

That rabbit, the Old Urchin, has really slept for too long; even he, this little dragon, is almost able to defeat him.

The fighting power of this group of Zergs in the desert is indeed very strong.

Even with Druids and Shamans providing healing, Atilan also brought the Scales of the Ocean from Sestius.

Even with more than a dozen elemental pseudo-dragons launching an offensive as vanguards, they couldn't suppress the Zergs.

Atilan had to intervene, or the Zergs would bite several pseudo-dragons to death.

The Old Urchin moved quickly, carrying the corpse of a purple Zerg and throwing it in front of Atilan.

“Why is it dead!”

The Old Urchin blew his beard and glared.

“These Zergs aren't ordinary creatures; they have no fear of death. If they can't beat me, they launch suicide attacks. They didn't want to live at all, so I had no choice but to beat it to death and bring it back.”

“Anyway, you just need to roast it with the Fires of the Food God, and you'll understand the special things about this bug. What difference does it make if it's dead or alive?”

Fine then.

Atilan released a burst of golden-red flames, roasting the Zerg's body, and soon a smell of roasted bugs wafted out.

Atilan gave a surprised 'eh' sound. He discovered a very peculiar energy inside this Zerg's body.

“Old Urchin, is this Blight God power?”

Atilan took out the extracted peculiar power and showed it to the Old Urchin. The Old Urchin was also very surprised.

Although he hadn't seen real Blight God power, he knew that the characteristic of Blight God power was distortion, not conforming to the laws of the universe.

And this power, although it had a distorted feeling, also had a feeling of conforming to the rules of the universe, and it was also a bit like natural energy.

In short, this power was very strange.

Suddenly, the Bearman walked in from the gate, clutching his chest.

“It's just a temporary command post; did you have to build a gate?”

Atilan smiled and gave his seat to the Bearman.

“Master, sit down. Building the gate is because after taking down the Zergs, we plan to transform this place into a new wilderness town to better carry out the greening of the wasteland.”

“To prevent the Zergs from occupying this land again. Master, why aren't you healing in the forest? What are you doing coming to a place like this?”

The Bearman sighed.

“After all, I was the one who brought these Zergs into this world. How can I not come forward to solve the problem? If I don't help you suppress the final Zerg King, you won't be able to burn the Zerg King to death.”

Atilan and the Old Urchin exchanged glances, their expressions a little strange.

If the Zerg King was burned to death by the Bearman, their plan wouldn't be realized.

Atilan gestured to the Old Urchin with his eyes, asking if they should tell the Bearman about the plan to intensify the situation.

The Old Urchin directly pretended not to see.

“Master, don't worry, it's just a Zerg. We can definitely eliminate it.”

The Bearman looked at Atilan curiously.

“Are you sure it's just one?”

Atilan nodded.

“According to the information we've gathered, the Zergs are divided into three colors: ordinary yellow, purple as commanders, and black Zergs that have only been discovered once by the reconnaissance unit.”

“That black Zerg made the reconnaissance unit feel unusually uncomfortable. Now that I think about it, it should be the one that came out with you, Master.”

Atilan had burned several yellow Zergs earlier, and their strength was indeed strong, but there weren't many special things about them. They gave him the feeling of being ordinary.

They didn't seem like Zergs at all; you could only say that they were a kind of Zerg lifeform.

Now it seemed that it was because the Zerg King added too little Blight God power in the process of creating the yellow Zergs, or even none at all.

As a result, the yellow Zergs gave people the feeling of being ordinary bugs.

“The reason why the yellow Zergs bring back the purple Zergs regardless of the number of sacrifices is because the purple Zergs contain this peculiar energy and must all be retrieved.”

“Master, it seems that this Zerg has been constantly absorbing the natural magic power of the magic net we built in the desert for the past six months, diluting the ratio of Blight God power in its body.”

“Remodulating this strange and harmonious power, making itself a lifeform that is tolerated by the rules of the world.”

The Bearman shook his head.

“No, the Zergs are already lifeforms tolerated by the Moonglade, and even the Godscourge seems to be undergoing some kind of change that I don't recognize, driven by natural magic power.”

The Old Urchin thought of something and blurted out.

“Natural Godscourge! Could it be that the rumor we heard back then was true?! The group of natural demigods sacrificed themselves to seal the Godscourge, just to turn the Godscourge into our power?!”