Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 69 Ghost Lord
When the Lord of Death saw that everyone had finished chatting, he said seriously, "It's time to get down to business."

She looked at Lin En and said seriously, "There is an agreement among the main gods that prohibits the random killing of low-level main gods. Because refining one more main godhead can increase the power of will, and enhance all aspects tenfold!"

"If any Lord God violates the agreement, we, the four Rule Masters, will unite and wipe him out!"

Lin En showed a hint of surprise and a serious expression appropriately. Even though he had known these rules for a long time, he had to pretend not to know them, otherwise he would not be able to explain the source of the information and avoid trouble.

At the same time, he guessed in his heart that a lot of information could be inferred from the words of the Lord of Death.

For example, the status of the four rule masters is superior to that of the seven law masters. This is certainly not because the rules are more powerful than the laws.

Lin En himself has practiced the laws and rules, and he knows very well that there is no difference in essence. It’s just that the practice method and process are slightly different.

Then the only thing that determines the status division is strength, or the supreme artifact!

Lin En looked thoughtful and asked with feigned curiosity, "Sir, may I ask, is our Rule Lord more powerful than the Law Lord?"

The Lord of Death smiled and shook his head, explaining, "Of course not. The Lord of Laws and the Lord of Rules are equally powerful. The reason the Four Lords of Rules hold the highest position is because the Lords of Destruction, Fate, and Life are all at the Great Perfection. Although I'm not at the Great Perfection, I possess the Heart of the Underworld, the ultimate treasure of the Underworld. As long as I'm in the Underworld, my strength won't be much inferior to theirs."

Lin En listened carefully, his heart a little shaken. Thinking of a possibility, he asked tentatively, "Sir, may I ask, have those three Great Perfection Lords ever sparred with each other? I wonder who is stronger."

He needed to obtain more information and analyze a more detailed and accurate timeline. Instead of asking other main gods later, it would be better to take advantage of now as it was a very appropriate occasion.

The Lord of Death smiled broadly upon hearing this, and said without a care in the world, "To be honest, neither Vivia, the Lord of Life, nor I really enjoy fighting. Around a trillion years after the birth of the universe, Uhtred, the Lord of Destruction, and Auf, the Lord of Fate, once fought. Uhtred was slightly inferior that time, and Auf, who I don't know what race he was, was able to defeat Uhtred. Although the difference was small, we were still amazed at his strength at the time."

"It's confirmed that there is no supreme artifact..."

Lin En was confident in his heart. He now had a very strong memory. In the original book, the Lord of Death mentioned that the Lord of Destruction and the Lord of Fate had competed with each other twice.

The first time was the one she was talking about now, and the second time was after the Lord of Destruction obtained the Supreme Artifact of Attack and the Lord of Destiny received the reward for ten consecutive victories in the Plane War.

At that time, the Lord of Destiny also obtained the supreme artifact of soul defense, but because it did not increase attack power, he was not favored by other gods at first. Unexpectedly, he still defeated the Lord of Destruction. The actual reason was that he had a tenfold bonus of the will power brought by the Lord of Light, the incarnation of the god.

Lin En thought to himself, “This is my chance!”

I made up my mind to pay close attention to all the special treasures born from heaven and earth. No matter whether they are useful or not, I will collect them first. If I am lucky enough and it happens to be the token of the Supreme God, I will make a lot of money.

The power of the supreme artifact is too strong. As long as he obtains one, his strength and sense of security will have a qualitative leap.

After all, Lin En was born in hell in this life, not in any material plane. When encountering danger, he has no natural safe haven to hide and can only fight it out.

The Lord of Death continued, "The Lord God Agreement also stipulates a limit on the number of Lord God Messengers... Lord God artifacts cannot be rampant at the god level..."

Lin En nodded and listened patiently one by one, remembering that these were common sense in the circle of the main gods.

The upper main gods have eight places for messengers, the middle main gods have four places, and the lower main gods have two places.

This is calculated based on the rank of the refined main god. Even if it is a lower-level main god who has reached the great perfection, although his status is roughly equal to that of a middle-level main god, he can still only recruit two messengers.

The Lord God can only give one main artifact to his children. If the messenger is killed, the Lord God needs to take back the main artifact.

The Death Overlord's tone became more serious, and he reminded him, "Lin En, you must recruit four Lord God Messengers as soon as possible, and take over the territory of the Ghost Lord God, coordinate the Ghost Army's attack on the material plane, and expand the power of faith of our Underworld Lord God!"

This was also the reason why she gave the Ghost God's relics to Lin En. Otherwise, it would take some time to nurture the main artifact. It was impossible for a dignified God to not have the main artifact himself but give it to the God's messenger first.

The Fire Refining Lord echoed nearby, "Yes. Over the years, due to the lack of a mid-level Lord God in the Underworld, the high-end divine power of the Underworld Army has been slightly inferior to that of the Lord Gods of other systems. As a result, they have lost several material planes rich in resources and densely populated areas. We must launch a counterattack to retake them."

Lin En was a little surprised, but he felt relieved after thinking about it. He was a middle-level main god, which meant that he could recruit four main god messengers. However, there were two different concepts between a palace lord-level powerhouse with a main artifact and one without a main artifact. As the timeline extended, the gap would continue to accumulate.

No wonder the Lord of Death, Refiner of Fire and other main gods of the underworld are anxious. The power of faith is related to whether one can assist in cultivation to the great perfection. This is a vital interest and must be fought for.

Lin En nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll go prepare it later."

Inwardly, he secretly shook his head, "Unfortunately, even the endless power of faith cannot help those without talent break through to Great Consummation. Your hopes are doomed to be dashed."

This is indeed a fact, but he cannot say it because he has no way to prove it.

However, Lin En also has to admit that developing the power of faith now is of great benefit to him, because the current timeline is not the period of Lin Lei in the original work, and the power of faith contained in the main godhead has not yet reached the point of being almost endless. This description is obviously the result of countless years of accumulation.

The more power of faith in the Lord of the Underworld one has, the faster one will be in practicing the rules of death.

The meeting of the main gods in the underworld came to an end, and the main gods dispersed one after another.

Before leaving, Lin En received a message from the Lord of Death.

She said in a meaningful tone, "You'd better cultivate the Law of Death to a level comparable to the five profound fusions of the Law System. Before that, try not to leave the Underworld."

The Lord of Death had said it so clearly and directly, and it would be naive of Lynn to still not understand.

He calmly transmitted his voice, "Thank you for your reminder, sir. I won't be leaving the underworld anytime soon."

The Lord of Death continued, "I have several recommendations for the Lord's Messenger... The war needs it now... This is a special period... The Lord's power can be appropriately rewarded..."

Gradually, the Lord God's Palace returned to its former coldness and loneliness.

The Lord of Death sensed that Lin En had left Nether Mountain. A hint of hope appeared on his beautiful face, and he whispered softly, "Great Perfection..."

Among the four rulers of rules, she is the only one who is not at the state of great perfection. It would be a lie to say that she is not embarrassed or doesn't mind this matter.

That's why she cares so much about the power of faith. In fact, the other masters are the same, including many middle-level gods and lower-level gods. Everyone has the ambition to become stronger.

The Ghost Lake stretches as far as the eye can see, with vast expanses of blue water, like a giant sapphire inlaid on the earth, sparkling in the sun. The cool water splashes against the waves, and a thin mist like smoke floats on the lake. Looking at the mountains in the distance, only the gray and hazy shadows of the mountains can be vaguely seen.

The soil beside the lake was stained dark red as if with blood, and a large number of beautiful and gorgeous red spider lilies were in full bloom.

The Ghost Army's headquarters was located here. Black castles stood on the scattered islands, and patrols often came and went with the metal lifeforms, their numbers as dense as an ant colony. Inside the dark red castle, covered in dark green ivy, a three-meter-tall man in black armor, with a beard as thick as brown steel needles, suddenly froze in shock, his expression becoming unusually respectful and reserved. Even his upright, muscular back and waist bent slightly unconsciously.

Kubens was filled with both shock and anticipation, thinking, "A new Ghost God has been born. I must be prepared to welcome him."

Soon when he felt the breath of the Lord God dissipate, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was the Lord of Death who contacted and notified him.

Not long after.

"Tsk...tsk..."

Above the Ghost Lake, a large amount of power from the God of Death surged like a rippling black ocean, emitting a terrifying aura, and the terrifying pressure immediately spread throughout the world.

Countless soldiers of the Ghost Army felt depressed, and looked up in horror at the sudden change in the sky.

"Lord...Lord God!?"

Suddenly, a large group of people knelt on the ground with a "crash". There were countless gods in the dark mass, and the place became dead silent in a very short time.

Kubens hurried to the shore of the red spider lily, only to see a somewhat blurry and mysterious giant black face gathered above the sky, gazing at the countless god-level ants with deep eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, as if observing these people, the Lord God's giant face said indifferently: "Who is the commander of the Ghost Army?"

Kubens shuddered upon hearing this, immediately raised his head, and responded respectfully: "Lord God, it is me."

Thinking of the words of the Lord of Death, a feeling of excitement and anticipation rose in my heart.

The majestic voice of the Lord God's giant face rang out, "I grant you the title of Lord God's messenger."

Then a black light flashed, and three objects flew over: a knife, a bottle, and a token.

The giant face of the Lord God continued, "This is the material attack main artifact for you, one hundred drops of Lord God's power, and the Lord God token."

Kubens was ecstatic, his face flushed with excitement, and he shouted loudly: "Thank God for the gift!"

"Continue to occupy the material plane according to the previous plan..."

After the giant face of the Lord God gave a few instructions, it disappeared into thin air. The terrifying pressure of death gradually faded away. After a long time, the countless powerful gods kneeling on the ground had the courage to straighten their backs and slowly stand up.

"I can actually see the Lord God. This life is worth it!"

"Mr. Legion Commander, congratulations on becoming the Lord God's Messenger!"

"Your Excellency is mighty! This is the messenger of the Lord God!"

The Ghost Army's deputy commander and team leaders came forward to congratulate him, their faces filled with envy.

"Haha, thanks to the Lord God's grace."

Kubens was also smiling happily, feeling extremely proud, with a sense of pride between his brows. After becoming the messenger of the Lord God, he was almost at the top among the countless god-level strongmen in the underworld, and only a very small group of people could compare with him.

In the distance of Ghost Lake, an extremely fast black figure was flying under the blood-red sky. It was Lin En. His speed was so fast that many upper gods could not even catch a trace of his shadow. Seeing this, their expressions were terrified. No bandit gang dared to stop such a strong man.

A wisp of the Lord God's power converged...

Lin En thought to himself, "Let's gather one envoy first. We can go to the Nine Netherworld to find the remaining three vacancies."

"Wow..."

The sea water was surging and waves were rising.

The endless, cold sea, like a man-eating monster, is the Underworld Sea! Its area is even more vast than the Sea of ​​Chaos in Hell!
There are a total of eighty-one districts in the Jiuyou Territory.

It is said to be eighty-one territories, but in fact there are eighty-one huge islands.

When the Supreme God of Death created the underworld, he left behind such a strange place, the Nine Netherworld, in the depths of the underworld sea. Eighty-one islands of similar size were arranged in a circle.

The fact that they are called islands is just a comparison to show the difference. Any of these eighty-one territories has a radius of millions of miles.

The sky had already divided day into night. Just as dusk was approaching, the sky was covered with frost clouds and a dark mist. Below was a raging cold current, with broken ice and waves clashing, making a very desolate sound. Looking around, there was only this kind of gloomy and desolate scene, which did not arouse any interest.

The eerie blood moon reflected on the sea, emitting a hint of red light.

Moon Shadow Island.

"call out!"

A black-robed figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and suddenly landed on the black sand beach outside the island. The sand here was crystal clear and as beautiful as pearls.

As Lin En's thoughts flowed, the lightning god's clone replaced the outside and also put on a demon medal. He took this from the demon castle on the way, just to make it easier to integrate into the underworld.

Entering the city, there is no curfew. It may be because there are few pedestrians on the streets, which is far less lively and prosperous than Hyde City. It is also incomparable to the Red Stone City on the Hell Blood Peak Continent. Not only are there fewer god-level powerhouses, but you can also see many holy places, including some young boys and girls and children.

The Jiuyou Territory is vast and sparsely populated, and the housing prices here are very cheap. Almost all those who stay here are god-level powerful people from all over the place, as well as their descendants. Many of them have never left the city since they were young and are ignorant of the outside world.

Lin En came to a restaurant called Blood Moon, sat at a table by the window, spent thousands of Nether Stones to order a few dishes and a bottle of wine. As he ate the delicious food, savored the wine, and watched the passers-by on the street, his mood gradually calmed down.

Only at this time can he be truly stable and quiet, instead of doing all kinds of things.

Lin En murmured softly, "I became the Lord God... It's like a dream..."

The chasm between transforming from god-level to main god has blocked countless god-level strongmen. No matter how brilliant and brilliant some of them are, they can't withstand the awe and despair of the word "main god".

(End of this chapter)