After going into the sea, I met the witch lady

Chapter 272 The war finally begins, Ryan vs. the true god-level spirit!
The dripping raindrops gathered into small puddles on the leaves with thick veins, and finally fell to the ground along the tips of the leaves, becoming part of the concerto in the rain.

Inside the tree hollow of an ancient tree.

"Crackling..."

The fire was jumping unsteadily, making the steaks with secret sauce sizzle and emit an enticing aroma.

Feeling that it was cooked enough, Ryan took the steak off and started to take a bite.

[Food Wars: Rusted Steel Dragon's Sorrow]: The soul of the wind permeates through it, speed +50%, and any attack will cause the enemy to fall into the "Wind Entanglement" negative state, reducing movement speed by 25%.

"Well... compared to the Ice Thunder Qilin, the effect is better."

“Although the taste is quite different.”

Ryan concluded.

Several hours had passed since he defeated the [Dream] Rusted Steel Wind Dragon.

After dealing with the spoils, he immediately found a place to sit and meditate.

The main purpose was to consolidate and improve "Shenwei·Sword Slash" as soon as possible before the feeling disappeared.

Now that his training has come to an end, he finally has time to grill the steak.

After eating and drinking, Ryan looked at his personal panel.

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[Level]: 26 (52%) → 27 (3%)

[Spiritual value]: 620722635 (6.2 million) → 820722635 (8.2 million)
[Spirituality]: 2365.6
【Physique】：4271.50→5136.09
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[Fantasy] Rusted Steel Wind Dragon is worthy of the top two-star status in Fantasy.

After Ryan's crusade was completed, it provided a large amount of experience points, allowing the traveling clone to break through to a new level in one fell swoop.

With his physique officially exceeding the 5000 mark, Ryan felt unprecedented strength.

When the surging blood and energy surged with all their strength, even the space around him began to distort as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

[Physique] exceeding 1000 is the threshold for entering demigod purely with the physical body.

If one wants to directly fight against a true god with his physical body, he needs at least a [Physique] attribute of more than 10000 points.

Of course, the value of [Physique] is the basis, and the specific power that can be exerted requires the assistance of various skills.

With the support of many special skills and Star Swordsmanship, one point of Ryan's strength can unleash destructive power beyond ten points of his strength.

And according to the improvement brought by the upgrade of the traveling clone, his physique can officially reach the realm of ten thousand points with just three more levels.

"call……"

After letting out a light breath, Ryan stood up and walked out of the ancient tree hole.

Outside the tree hole, the rain curtain was connected into one. Perhaps it was the fierce battle between Ryan and the [Dream] Rusty Steel Wind Dragon, or perhaps it was for some other reason. After the battle, it suddenly rained heavily.

Walking alone in the rain, Ryan was surrounded by countless tiny sword energies, blocking the rain out.

After searching the ancient forest area and making sure that no new dream-level special species had arrived, Ryan chose to return.

There is not much point in waiting here.

The second floor of the Demon Gathering Land is "refreshed" about once a day.

On the second level of the Demon Gathering Land, Ryan has defeated the [Dream] Mist Hidden Dragon and the [Dream] Rusted Steel Wind Dragon. According to the experience of the first level, if he successfully defeats a dream-level special species, the entrance to the third level of the Demon Gathering Land will be opened.

He was looking forward to it.

What kind of powerful special species will be waiting for him on the third level of the Demon Gathering Land.

Is the existence related to the source of the red light recorded in the hunting group's notes on the third floor of the Demon Gathering Land?
……

"Crackling~"

The noise woke Jasim from his sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling, his dazed pupils gradually focusing.

He got out of bed, changed his clothes, went to the window and pushed it open.

As the two wooden windows opened, the sounds that had been blocked outside rushed in all at once.

Looking from afar.

The main road, which usually has a lot of traffic, is now packed with people.

The buildings on both sides of the street were hung with banners and ribbons.

Colorful balloons slowly rise into the sky, forming gorgeous patterns.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement as they rushed in one direction.

Seeing the lively scene in front of him, Jasim was stunned for a moment, then he reacted: "The return ceremony has begun..."

This is a grand festival held once every hundred years in the Star Empire and the New World. On the day of the return ceremony, all participants can receive a variety of rare delicacies and wines near the festival square.

Not to mention, there are all kinds of wonderful performances. How could the residents of the Star Empire, who have a shortage of daily entertainment options, miss this opportunity?
Jasim looked ahead with a slightly distracted look in his eyes.

After conducting some reconnaissance near the Golden Cathedral yesterday, he returned to the hotel where he was staying without receiving any follow-up orders.

The control of the "Thread of Sloth" does not completely erase the controller's memory, but only has a subtle influence. Therefore, Jasim has a complete memory of his own.

Compared with the previous return ceremony, this return ceremony is far more impressive in both momentum and scale.

With nothing to do, Jasim decided to join in the fun.

He jumped out of the window, fell to the ground, and followed the flow of people.

The Star Empire has already issued a regulation that even legendary professionals are not allowed to fly in the air on the day of the return ceremony, and violators will face severe punishment.

Only demigod-level beings have the privilege of flying after registering in advance.

Jasim naturally didn't want to take this risk.

With the physical fitness of a legendary professional, he can move forward with ease even in a crowd.

Soon, the ceremonial square came into view.

The so-called ceremonial square is actually the large square in front of the royal palace of the Star Empire, which can accommodate 100,000 people at the same time.

A huge platform is located in the center of the square.

On top of it stands a giant stone sculpture over a hundred meters tall.

It was a carving of a mythical bird.

No one has ever seen the true appearance of the magical bird. After thousands of years, except for the first king of the Star Empire who was said to have signed a contract with the magical bird, there are almost no pictorial records of the magical bird even in the documents.

After receiving some delicious-looking snacks, Jasim found an area with relatively few people and ate his food in silence while enjoying the festive atmosphere.

Time passed, and soon it was nine o'clock in the morning.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The bronze bell rang nine times in a row, suppressing the chaotic noise in the ceremony square.

It is an ancient brass bell in the royal palace of the Star Empire, which is said to be a thousand years old.

According to legend, the first king of the Star Empire used nine bell rings to attract the gaze of the magical bird.

Therefore, the return ceremony held every hundred years begins with the ringing of nine bells.

After the long ringing of the bell, a magnificent performance slowly unfolded on the high platform.

Jasim watched silently.

The divine bird saves the world, the divine bird slays demons...

These programs are not uncommon, but because they are difficult to perform and require a large number of people, few activities will choose such performances except for the return ceremony.

When many performances were finished, it was already 11:30 in the morning.

The performers left the stage one after another, and the entire ceremony square suddenly became silent from extreme noise to extreme silence.

A figure appeared at the end of the entrance of the platform.
Wearing a crown that symbolizes the pinnacle of royal power and a golden imperial sword on his waist, he walked slowly to the center of the platform.

In the entire Star Empire, there is only one person who can be dressed like this.

The current king of the Star Empire - Alomon V!

There was a wave of cheers.

Even the vast majority of residents living in the capital of the Sta Empire have never seen the king's face.

Now that I see it, how can I not be excited?
Aromon V pressed his hands lightly, and the cheers seemed to be paused.

"My dear people, the once-in-a-century return ceremony begins again."

"The divine bird lowers its eyes, and the human race is reborn."

"It has been a thousand years since the founding of the Star Empire."

"To celebrate this great moment, the Empire will not collect any taxes for the entire year ahead."

"Oh oh oh——!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

More enthusiastic cheers rang out, and this time, everyone's voice was filled with genuine joy. No taxes meant that prices would be lower next year, and they would all be able to live a better life.

Aromon V quietly looked at the people in front of him with a faint smile on his lips.

Not until the cheers gradually died down did he turn around and face the 100-meter-tall divine bird statue.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the ancient bell rang again.

According to the rituals of previous years, at this time, Aromon V needed to complete the sacrifice to the statue of the sacred bird.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, this time, Aromon V did not do so. Instead, he turned around again and looked at the people.

The majestic voice spread all around.

"The king's power is granted by God. This is destined by heaven."

"However, there are thieves in the New World who seek to desecrate the sanctity of the royal power."

"On this grand occasion, it is time to get rid of the thieves."

"Just like in the past, the divine bird killed countless monsters."

The sudden announcement stunned everyone in the square.

Jasim in the crowd's pupils suddenly shrank.

Without waiting for anyone to react, Aromon V turned around and looked in the direction of the Golden Cathedral.

Even though it was half a city away, the tall golden building could still be clearly seen.

"Welcome the divine fire, descending from the sky!"

Aromon V raised his hands and spoke in an excited tone.

The next second, a golden-red flaming meteor rose up from inside the palace behind.

It soared high into the sky, and after reaching the top, it drew a parabola and crashed down in the direction of the Golden Cathedral.

It was a super giant lava ball with a radius of more than 100 meters.

Wherever it passed, a dark crack was left in the air.

Its speed is very fast. From rising to falling, it seems slow, but in fact it takes less than one second.

Golden light floated, and the Golden Cathedral was obviously on guard. The shadow of a huge golden tree emerged, forming a protective shield.

"Boom-"

The moment the two collided, time seemed to freeze.

The next moment, a huge shock wave and explosion spread in all directions.

On the high platform, the figure of Aromon V had long disappeared. Dozens of streams of light rose into the air at the same time, like blooming fireworks, and quickly swept towards the direction of the Golden Cathedral.

Jasim stood blankly in the crowd.

When he went to the Golden Cathedral to investigate yesterday, he felt that something big was going to happen.

But he could never have imagined that the royal family would choose to officially break with the Golden Church on such a grand day as the return ceremony.

Under the arrangement of countless imperial knights, the residents participating in the ceremony evacuated in an orderly manner.

In fact, there is no need to evacuate because the battlefield of the war is not here.

The dazzling golden-red lava ball disappeared, and the golden cathedral that appeared in the eyes of the world had cracks all over the surface shield, which turned into countless floating debris in the breeze.

The high priest in black robe and the high priest in white robe stood above the Golden Cathedral with extremely ugly expressions.

The power of the previous attack has far exceeded the limits of a demigod.

The golden-red flame of destruction impacted and reached the level of true god.

Yesterday, the incarnation of Aromon V came and issued a declaration of war, which has made the people of the Golden Church extremely vigilant.

But they didn't expect that the royal family had such a one-time explosive means.

The cathedral's shield disappeared, and the defensive line was lost. The next battle would definitely be very difficult.

The aura drew closer, and demigods from the royal family arrived at the battlefield.

Standing in the front was Aromon V.

The spiritual pressure on him was extremely powerful. Although it had not reached the level of a true god, it was far beyond the realm of a demigod. He was even more powerful than the two high priests in black and white robes.

A total of forty royal demigods were floating behind Aromon V.

Noticing the number of demigods on the opposite side, the black-robed high priest's eyebrows twitched.

Although their levels are not high, and most of them are only at the beginner and senior levels, the number is still too many.

After all, the number of demigods in the Golden Church is only in the early twenties.

There were originally more, but several demigods fell at the hands of Ryan Rayland...

After being surprised, the black-robed high priest calmed down.

The Golden Church has been able to take root in the New World for hundreds of years, so it naturally has its own foundation.

One of these is known to the world as the Spirit Man.

The immortal demigods, even if there are a large number of demigods on the opposite side, if a protracted war is fought, the final result will be victory for them.

The two sides confronted each other, but no one took the initiative to attack.

Because everyone present knew very well that they were not the key to determining victory or defeat.

In the eyes of the world, demigods are already extraordinary beings.

But they themselves know very well that in the eyes of the true god, the demigod is just a slightly stronger ant.

Silently, the spiritual body of the Golden Pope appeared above everyone.

His expression was calm and gentle. Even though the shield of the Golden Cathedral had been broken, it did not cause the slightest ripple in his eyes.

Under his gaze, a burly figure slowly emerged from the air.

On the scarred half-body armor are medals left over from countless past battles.

With muscular arms, one hand held a large red sword.

A head full of red hair, hanging back ostentatiously.

——The first king of the Star Empire has arrived.

However, compared to a king, his image is more like that of a warrior.

"Can you tell me what gave you the courage to attack the Golden Cathedral?"

There was a strong sense of curiosity in the Golden Pope's tone.

He really doesn't understand.

Why did the first king of the Star Empire, who was weaker than himself, dare to take the initiative to initiate a decisive battle?

Without waiting for a reply from the other party, the Golden Pope shook his head: "Never mind, it's not important."

"Your existence, in violation of the Supreme Golden Will, is the greatest impurity."

"New World, Star Empire, it's time to change the master."

His voice was flat, unilaterally announcing the fate of the royal family of the Star Empire.

After he finished speaking, the Golden Pope raised his hand, and a dark golden seed lay quietly in his hand.

A dazzling golden light burst out.

A huge crack over ten thousand meters wide was torn open in the sky above the royal capital.

A spirit slowly descended.

The pressure from the level of a true god poured down without reservation.

"It's time to end everything."

The Golden Pope raised his foot and was about to move forward.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and turned his head to look to the side.

The true god-level spirit who had just descended was attacked by some unknown force and fell to the ground with a loud bang, creating a terrifying huge pit with a radius of more than 100 meters on the ground.

Above the huge pit, a young man holding a sword in one hand and a gentle woman stood quietly in the air.

"It came just in time." Ryan twisted his neck.

"Yeah." Achloe smiled.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, the Golden Pope's face darkened, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

"Being distracted during a battle is not a good thing."

The low voice of the first king of the Star Empire sounded, and the greatsword approached, rapidly enlarging in the eyes of the Golden Pope.

(End of this chapter)