Origin Paradise!

In an instant, a suit of jet-black armor appeared.

Using the Overlord's Armor as the framework, Jiang He took out the Heavenly Dragon Robe as the lining and base material. His fingertips continuously seeped out Ancestral-level source blood, and the quality of this "ink" was extravagant.

Drops of primordial blood depicted alchemical patterns.

Pots of divine blood wine were piled up like mountains.

Jiang He severed his left arm three times in succession. Eventually, the Time Ring continued to recover. As for the most suitable bone material for him, it was naturally the Heavenly King's Sacred Body. Although the process was somewhat painful, he had long been used to it.

"The original blood of the vampire progenitor, the alchemical patterns correspond to speed."

"My knowledge base is now complete."

The incense of national fortune permeated the air, the power of gluttony flowed, the Heavenly Robe and the severed ink arm disappeared, and the most difficult refining and fusion process was completed directly. The Overlord Armor released a dark and profound black light, its aura rising sharply and becoming incomparably powerful. The patterns of nine blood noble rapiers were engraved all over its body. Normally, one engraving is a standard Great Knight construct armor, and the more engravings there are, the greater the cumulative difficulty of engraving.

After ten hours, Jiang He finished the alchemy, during which he had been using his divine mind throughout, resulting in severe energy depletion.

Unlike Ramanf's grand achievements in the second-order world alliance, which spanned past and present, Jiang He focused entirely on himself, choosing to further develop his masterpiece, the Heavenly Robe.

The advancement of the Evil General and the upgrade of the Heavenly Dragon Robe, two major practices, allowed him to successfully cross the Grandmaster level and complete his alchemical feat.

[Hint: You have advanced to Alchemy Master LV1]

"Advancing in alchemy depends heavily on timing and inspiration. If resources are plentiful, it's best to use soul crystals for advancement."

Jiang He couldn't help but think to himself that, as for the new armor, due to the influence of the Overlord's Armor and the Power of Gluttony, the final product would be a skill rather than an item.

[Name: Da Tian Yu Jiang · Wang Kai]

[Category: Active Skill]

[Quality: Sub-Legendary]

[Effect ①: King - Increases all base stats by 200%]

[Effect ②: River Defense - Sub-Legendary level Sturdyness/Sub-Legendary level Toughness/Sub-Legendary level Shock Absorption/Sub-Legendary level Blade Resistance/Sub-Legendary level Corrosion Resistance/Sub-Legendary level Energy Absorption/Sub-Legendary level Water Repellency]

[Effect ③: Heart of the Great River (100/100) - An extreme convergence of mysterious water elemental factors. It can consume the power of the Great River to resist damage and repair armor damage. The power of the Great River can be accumulated in areas with dense water elemental concentration.]

[Effect 4: Nine Swords Construct - Sub-Legendary Grade - Power of Speed]

[Note: The Overlord's Arrival! (Each activation consumes 1/12 of the energy value. Due to the lack of Hero, Sacred Realm, and Legendary energies, the Great Heavenly King Armor cannot currently reach its full potential.)]

Jiang He clenched his fist suddenly, his entire body covered in armor. It was pitch black, as if it had been forged from the abyss. Every inch of the armor gleamed with a cold black light. The heavy shoulder armor was like the head of an angry beast, with ferocious spikes extending from the joints, exuding a chilling killing intent.

The front of the breastplate is engraved with dense alchemical runes and dark red primordial blood patterns, faintly exuding an ominous aura. The arm guards and bracers fit together tightly, with layers of celestial scales covering the inlays. The skirt-like defense at the waist is like a blade hanging down.

The helmet covered his entire body, and golden flames flowed from two of Jiang He's fingers. As he plunged the helmet into the visor and slashed it open, a pair of scarlet eye slits were revealed. The towering helmet plume was like a burning black flame, and the entire suit of armor exuded a vast and oppressive aura, like a great demon returned from hell.

Chapter 644 The Sacred Treaty

Outside the secret chamber hall.

Feeling the overwhelming power within, Fisher stood frozen in place, the sword of death hanging over his head, and instinctive fear and awe rose within him.

"Is this the top expert who killed the Rock Lion?"

As Jiang He pushed open the door and stepped out, the interior of the secret chamber shattered one after another, and the Great Heavenly Imperial Jiang King Armor compensated for his relative deficiencies.

“Lord Rhine, President Chesia has instructed in advance that the manor has prepared a grand banquet for you,” Fisher said.

Jiang He stopped in his tracks. He had originally planned to leave directly, but his plans had changed.

The next moment, before the national fortune incense had dissipated, a jet-black immortal-grade lance was created. The main material of this thing was a small black sun, which was more than enough to be given as a reward.

"Don't let me down," Jiang He said.

“Understood.” Fisher was overjoyed.

The two walked one after the other to the banquet hall. Sunlight streamed through the windows along the way, making the castle look quite bright. In the manor, free peasant farmers were directing dark peasant slaves to harvest tobacco, waving tree whips in their hands, constantly driving and lashing them.

Fisher smiled obsequiously, “Lord Rhine, there’s no need to pity these fellows. The Dark People are the lowest of animals. I’ve done the math lately, and nine times out of ten, if the fruits and vegetables in the fields are stolen, it’s the Dark People who did it.”

boom!

Fisher strode to a servants' dressing room, kicked open the door, and found several dark figures huddled together. Upon seeing the sunlight, they immediately fled in panic.

“You see, the Dark People are no different from wild beasts. Despite repeated orders, some people still break the rules. They are often driven by instinct to take over their reason. This group has a fatal flaw.”

Fisher praised the Dragon Emperor's wisdom and might, saying that the old man's words were sometimes undeniably wise.

Dark people are prohibited from intermarrying with free people and have no human rights under the law. Under the confinement system, dark people are prohibited from entering most public places, especially in the capital. Some guard knights even lose control when they see dark people and frantically empty their hidden blades, but the price is only to compensate for economic losses and then take a leave of absence.

Jiang He didn't care at all; the status of the Dark People was none of his concern.

As the two arrived at the castle's front area, the surroundings immediately became noisy. In the three-story hall, rows of gambling tables were lined up, and on the underground floor, dozens of gladiatorial combats were underway, with strong dark slaves fighting each other. The primitive and bloody scene attracted a large number of people from the capital to watch, including luxurious private boxes specially prepared for nobles.

Due to Si Ning's exemplary role, manors and farms around the capital city began to engage in gladiator combat. Since gladiators were not considered human under imperial law, no one pursued responsibility for the deaths of gladiators. The gladiator league developed extremely rapidly, with the capital city as its core, and the count cities of various central provinces adopted the league model.

Around the blood-soaked arena, the free people were filled with enthusiasm, releasing all the pent-up frustration from the long-standing conflict between the Heavenly Father Cult and the Ten Gods Cult.

"Strangle him quickly, Niko!"

"Get up, I've staked ten gold coins on you!"

"Damn you, I'll kill you!"

The gladiator, a Dark Clan member, did his best to strangle his opponent. A large group of spectators beat their chests in frustration. The small merchant who had bet ten gold coins was furious. He went to the manor guards to pay up, and the guards immediately arranged for several Dark Clan maids to come over.

Jiang He stood on the relatively quiet top floor, observing the frenzy below. He already knew that Si Ning was definitely not a respectable businessman.

One by one, the maids brought the drinks to the table.

Fisher said respectfully, "Lord Rhine, President Chesia has invited Grand Secretary Kogia of the Imperial Council today."

Jiang He accepted the secret letter handed to him by Fisher. The status of the seven members of the Imperial Council was self-evident. This Grand Scholar was the previous president of the Alchemy Guild, a near-master alchemist with extraordinary knowledge, and currently served as an advisor to the Imperial Assassination Squad.

A near-master alchemist, theoretically, only needs time to advance to master, but this is also the biggest obstacle. Si Ning handed over a large amount of profits from the Gladiator Alliance in order to obtain the political protection of the Grand Scholar, and the Construct Empire Armor was obtained for this reason.

According to the letter, whether or not Jiang He attends the banquet is up to him. Moreover, the gold coins are only one aspect; what truly impresses the Grand Secretary is the continuous stream of information about the underworld.

“Rhine Augustus, a fallen nobleman from the North, did not have the foundation to be a quasi-master alchemist. At his age, his master-level skills were already astonishing. Moreover, the Grand Scholar was under the watchful eye of more than one god.”

Jiang He burned the letter, and Si Ning was still unaware that he had officially advanced to the Alchemy Grandmaster level. Of course, due to his recent achievement, his current alchemy skills and knowledge were still quite far behind those of Ramanf or other veteran grandmasters.

Not far away, a butler approached Fisher.

The butler spoke in a low voice, and Fisher frowned for a moment upon hearing this before cautiously approaching Jiang He's side.

"Lord Rhine, someone wants to buy the most valuable gladiator in the manor, offering 6000 gold coins."

Fisher was extremely tempted. A top-tier warhorse carrying heavily armored knights in a charge cost only 40-60 gold coins. This money had to be handed over to Rock Fortress, but the share was still considerable.

"You talk first," Jiang He said casually. The Underworld puppets needed soul silver coins to advance, and he certainly wouldn't let his own forces make money in the meantime.

Fisher immediately showered him with flattery, then instructed the butler to invite the buyer over, while simultaneously ordering a team of female servants from the Dark Clan to be transferred from the venue. If the deal went through, he wouldn't mind giving them some extras.

Jiang He casually found a seat and sat down. The banquet was right in front of him, with servants constantly replenishing the drinks. Hundreds of unique wines, such as the orcs' Blood Howl Honey Wine, the elves' Moonlight Wine, and the centaurs' Desert Rotten Wine, were displayed on the table.

Jiang He picked up a glass of dwarven lava liquor, and the dark tribe maid behind her stepped forward and introduced it to him:

"My lord, this wine comes from the volcanic fortress and is brewed from black rock wheat and salamander blood. The liquid is red like lava, burns the throat when it enters the mouth, and after drinking it, a thin stream of sulfurous white smoke comes out of the mouth and nose. Dwarves often drink it from iron chisel cups. It can melt ice and is also used as fuel for forging."

Jiang He remained silent, muttering something under her breath.

A moment later, an old man dressed as an adventurer led Dark Star into the top floor of the venue. Fisher, seeing this, turned ashen-faced and immediately roared:

"I am a free citizen of the Empire, and I will never sit at the same table with a black beast. This deal is off, get out!"

Dark Star lowered his head and clenched his fists. The Dark Clan maids looked at this free fellow human with shock and envy. Schultz was slightly displeased, but remained calm. He knew that his ideal of racial equality was not popular in the Empire.

"8000 gold coins, that's my highest bid."

"It's not about the gold coins." Fisher was furious, and he said, enunciating each word clearly, "You have actually made me lose face in front of the adults. Get out of here immediately, this is my last act of mercy!"

Normally, he would have been tempted, and he could ignore his instinctive dissatisfaction with the gold coins. But the Marquis of Rhine was there, and if he colluded with the Dark People, his own development might come to an end, which was an unbearable price to pay.

Schultz was puzzled by the extremely resolute attitude.

But Dark Star's wife was in this sinful manor. He suppressed his anger and smiled, "Please calm down, sir. To make up for my rudeness, I am willing to give you 6000 gold coins to fulfill our friendship. I only hope that I can give you a little face and choose a few Dark Clan maids. I can't go back empty-handed."

Whoosh!

Fisher took the Black Sun Lance from the butler and smashed the neck of a Dark Citizen maid. Amid screams, he picked up the head and displayed it to the crowd.

"Look at her brow. There's a circular indentation there, a curse from the sun on the bloodline of traitors. Dark people are born inferior; that's an indisputable fact!"

puff!

Dark Star charged forward, delivering a haphazard headbutt to Fisher's abdomen. The Dark People had no inherited training techniques, but the Knight of Great Achievement still unleashed tremendous power. A gale howled, the table shattered, and glasses of wine spilled. Fisher was thrown backward and embedded in the magic steel wall, his chest severely caved in.

Dark Star turned around, her eyes filled with annoyance, and said, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back anymore."

“It’s alright, I was planning to cause a big scene anyway.” Schultz removed his cloak, revealing the crossed swords pattern of the Holy War Army, and said calmly, “Destroy the den of evil called Fisher Manor. It will be a great achievement. Your comrades will rescue your wife, and every imperial noble in the manor who believes in the Father of God will be spared.”

"So your real job is rebellion!" Dark Star laughed. He had a very good impression of the Holy War Army because the Dark People were often rescued by these people, and even occasionally became warriors.

A thunderous impact, like a signal.

Fires raged around Fisher Manor. Today, Schultz, the main force, arrived. After ten hours of preparation during the day, the jihadists who had been lying in wait in the manor made their move.

puff!

Inside the secret room, the small businessman, who had bet everything, felt a chill run down his spine as a maidservant plunged a kitchen knife into the back of his neck, causing blood to gush out. Another maidservant, still screaming in pain, stared in disbelief.

Wow!

In the farm fields, the silent slaves who had been whipped suddenly rebelled, grabbing the tree whip and pulling the farmer down, then pouncing on him and biting him, venting their hatred.

Whoosh whoosh!

Beside rows of gambling tables, the elite of the Holy War Army swiftly hunted down nobles of the Heavenly Father Church. From the moment the Emperor made his statement and the Third Prince was to marry into the Medici family, the Ten Gods Church's counterattack against the Heavenly Father Church was already imminent. Fisher Manor was extremely large, and because it was newly built, it did not have deep ties with the major powers in the capital, making it undoubtedly the best choice at this stage.

Massive chaos erupted between the Dark People and the Holy War Army. Several Great Achievement Church Knights routed the manor guards. Cheers, roars, wails, and shouts of killing filled the sky. Dozens of minor and middle-class nobles who believed in the Father of God were executed.

"By the Ten Gods above, may my glory shine upon my blade!"

One by one, the holy warriors shouted.

Just half a month ago, Duke Vigrid integrated the ten churches of the Lunar God. The new Ten Gods Church adopted a pantheon model, and its cohesion and overall strength have undergone a near-qualification change, making it qualified to rival the Church of the Father.

Flames burned fiercely, and blood splattered everywhere.

The castle complex began to collapse. On the top floor wall of the venue, Fisher was in pain. He rushed out of the dented bricks, but Schultz caught the Black Sun Spear steadily. The gap between the Great Cause and the Holy Land was astonishing.

"You arrogant bastard, do you really look down on my gold coins?" Schultz sneered.

Dark Star grabbed Fisher by the collar and shouted, "Tell me where my wife is!"

With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Fisher laughed mockingly, "Who's your wife?"

“She is…” Dark Star stood frozen in place.

"Do you have a name? What about a surname? At the very least, you should provide some characteristics. Do you have the ability to describe them?"

Fisher said with feigned regret, "It's like wild animals in the mountains. At most, I know they are the hidden people. Who can tell who is who? You're making things too difficult for me."

"In the recorded history of the church, there have been more than one gods who wanted to bestow culture upon you in order to deal with the Church of the Sun, but you have neglected the fertile land and ruined the peaceful rivers, and in the end you can only hide underground."

"The present state of the Dark People is the future you have chosen with your own hands."

call!

Just as Dark Star was in a daze, Fisher suddenly charged up and raised his gun, but Schultz simply gripped it tightly and easily thwarted the enemy's attack. The difference in strength was despairing.

"You think you can resist with just a broken gun?"

Schultz punched Dark Star to wake him up, and said coldly, "I'm only giving you one last chance."

In the tense situation, all three people present were taken aback at the same time.

It was as if someone had returned from nothingness, and the lost sense of existence had become vivid again. Schultz suddenly turned his head and found a young nobleman sitting next to the long table. He had completely forgotten about the other person's existence, which was simply unbelievable.

Jiang He finished tasting the dwarven liquor in his hand, looked at the shards of the glass scattered on the ground, and remained expressionless.

call!

Suddenly, the Great Heavenly Imperial River King Armor, as black as an abyss, appeared all over his body. The power of the Heavenly Hunter and the power of speed erupted together, and in the blink of an eye, he snatched the Black Sun Cavalry Lance.

"impossible……"

Schultz stood rooted to the spot, his face filled with terror. Only he knew what that speed had meant.

"Lord Rhine!" Fisher shouted excitedly.

Jiang He thrust back, the gun flashing and blasting Fisher's head apart; the aftershock shattered the castle walls.