Panlong: Starting from Jiudingji

Chapter 129 Trip to Netherworld Mountain

"I won."

In the center of the seventeenth floor of the 'Cemetery of the Gods', a godhead flew out of Kabuqi's body and flew straight towards Beirut.

Beirut put it away conveniently, now is not the time to digest it.

"In the end, I relied on my natural talent to pass this level..." Beirut sighed as he looked at Kabuki's body.

To be honest, this opponent is the most difficult opponent I have ever encountered in Beirut. Of course, this does not include Plath, who just sparred...

Normally, the opponent's strength is enough to deal with an opponent with seven-star demon level strength.

Unfortunately, Beirut cannot return to normalcy.

Although today's Beirut only combines two types of mysteries, the third type of mysteries has just found its point of convergence, and there is still a big gap between the normal seven-star demon's fusion of four types of mysteries.

However, Beirut's strong physical fitness flattened the gap in this part.

What's a pity is that Kabuqi, who is good at destroying rules, is obviously not good at soul attacks, which gives him no advantage at all when facing Beirut.

Taking a deep breath, Beirut looked at Plath, "Plass, I plan to give up on this eighteenth floor..."

For a moment, it gave Beirut a feeling of tranquility...

Although Beirut himself doesn't know how strong his body is now, at least ordinary high-level artifacts can no longer harm him.

Kabuqi's corpse, which lacks only the godhead, proves this point well.

"What?" Beirut's originally endless confusion instantly turned into a mess, and the expression on his face even looked a little confused.

The stalemate between the two sides came to an end when Beirut used his own magical power.

"Hahaha, I am the caretaker of these eighteenth floors." Plath smiled at Beirut.

"Plass? Salazar?" The two people who suddenly appeared in Beirut were a little confused, "Why are you two on this eighteenth floor, undergoing the test here?"

"Beirut, what are you talking about?" Plath said with a surprised expression, "You have passed my test."

Beirut sat down cross-legged, preparing to regain his energy and continue climbing up.

"I have decided that you will pass this eighteenth level test directly."

Even though Beirut lags behind Kabuki in terms of mystical understanding, the strength of his body makes it impossible for the opponent to do anything to him.

They all die the same way.

Beirut calmed down his somewhat ups and downs, his eyes full of complexity, "So, the assessment on the 18th floor only needs your approval?"

Walking out of the space passage, Beirut found that he seemed to be at the foot of a hill, and the shadows of some buildings could be vaguely seen on the top of the hill.

After getting along for so many years, Beirut naturally had many discussions with Plath.

This is true even if you include those 'competitors' who have been released from dimensional prisons.

This is also the main source of confidence for Beirut to dare to try to pass the 'Graveyard of the Gods' this time.

Plath and Salazar looked at each other for a moment, and they both said in surprise.

Facing Plath's smile, Beirut's face turned ugly.

He conveniently collected the prizes placed in the space passage, and the next moment Beirut appeared on the last floor of the 'Cemetery of the Gods'.

'Your boy's strength is outstanding even among the seven-star demons. 'This is Plath's evaluation of him after discussing with Beirut.

Beirut's performance was worthy of Plath's evaluation of him. Before reaching the seventeenth floor of the 'Graveyard of the Gods', almost no one who appeared in front of Beirut was his enemy.

It has to be said that under the God-Eating Rat's innate magical power 'God-Eating', all gods are basically equal...

"Beirut, you are finally here." When Beirut looked determined and wanted to rush towards the top of the mountain, Plas and Salazar descended from the top of the mountain to be in front of Beirut in an instant.

Beirut even has a feeling that as long as he continues to swallow the essence of the godhead and refine it into his body, his body's strength will sooner or later surpass the superior artifact.

This Kabuki lived up to his reputation as the King of the Abyss, and was completely evenly matched during the battle with Beirut.

However, do you want to let yourself kill your friends for a reward with unknown consequences?
Beirut has no doubt that as long as he uses his innate magical power, he will definitely win.

Plath smiled brightly at Beirut, "So..."

'Maybe I don't need the help of the Lord God, so I can do it myself in Netherworld Mountain...' Beirut made a decision in his heart.

Under Beirut's gaze, Plath suddenly showed an expression of realization, "By the way, we don't seem to have told you..."

"give up?"

After recovering the energy he had spent, Beirut solemnly set foot on the space passage to the eighteenth floor of the Cemetery of the Gods.

Plath walked up to Beirut, patted his shoulder hard, and sighed, "I know your strength very well. As soon as your talent comes out, I will definitely not be your opponent."

It's just that this eighteenth floor seems a little different from what he thought.

He knew that he would never be Plath's opponent in a normal fight. Only by using his innate magical power 'God Eater' could he possibly win.

……

However, Beirut quickly broke away from this feeling. After all, he still remembered that he was now challenging the 'Graveyard of the Gods'...

However, the pleasure of speeding through Beirut came to an end when Beirut reached the seventeenth floor.

Beirut remembers all the help Plath and Salazar have given him over the years.

"Of course." Plath said with a matter-of-fact expression, "I'm not one of the imprisoned guys below."

"Isn't it unnecessary to fight even though you know you can't beat me?"

Looking at Plath's pie-like smiling face, Beirut suddenly felt that he was really stupid for being so entangled just now.

"Let's go. Is your prize for getting through the 18th floor still at the top of the mountain?" Plath pulled Beirut towards the top of the mountain.

When we arrived at the top of the mountain, the first thing that caught Beirut's attention was the eighteen mirrors, each of which was broadcasting the battle situation on each floor in real time.

"Don't worry about that yet." Plath stood at the stone platform in the center of the mountaintop and waved to Beirut, "Beirut, come here, this is your prize for clearing this level."

Beirut looked at the prize Plath had spoken of, a piece of parchment with runes on it.

"This is this?" Beirut looked at Plath doubtfully.

Plath smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when you tear it open."

Looking at Plath who was pretending to be mysterious, Beirut did not hesitate and reached out to pick up the parchment...

Deep in the underworld, Jie Ning, who was busy, suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt that the parchment he had placed in the 'Cemetery of the Gods' was finally torn open.

A smile appeared on Jie Ning's face.

"I wonder if it's this guy from Beirut..."

In an instant, Beirut looked at a huge human face gradually appearing in the sky...

It was Jie Ning.

Plath and Salazar immediately saluted respectfully, "Lord God."

Hearing the voices of the two people, Beirut, who was a little shocked when he saw the plane projection for the first time, also quickly followed suit and saluted.

"Plass, Salazar, you two have worked hard over the years, and it looks like you've done a good job." Jie Ning first smiled and looked at Plas and praised them.

Both Plass were a little excited when they heard this. In their hearts, Jie Ning and Zijing were both very special beings, and receiving praise from Jie Ning was enough to make them happy for a long time.

Seeing the excited expressions of these two people, Jie Ning felt helpless.

He had no choice but to put the excited two people aside, so Jie Ning turned his head slightly to look at Beirut beside them, "According to the rules I made, since you have torn the parchment I left..."

"I can accept you as my Lord God's messenger."

"Beirut, are you willing?"

Looking at the Lord God in front of him, Beirut hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and looked at Jie Ning and asked, "Lord God, I have a question to ask you?"

"Oh, what do you want to ask?" Hearing this, Jiening looked at Beirut curiously.

"Lord God, if I become your Lord God's messenger, can you help me take someone away from the Netherworld Mountain?"

"That's my..." Beirut paused for a moment, then immediately added firmly, "My fiancée."

"She was taken to Netherworld Mountain by a powerful upper god."

Jie Ning's figure paused slightly. He knew a little bit about Beirut's affairs.

After all, most of the other person's experiences over the years are related to the 'childhood stories' he once told Meni.

It's a classic reissue.

Behind Beirut, Plath and Salazar, who were still a little excited, looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes...

"Well, there shouldn't be a problem with this." Jie Ning said in a subtle tone, "At least as the messengers of my Lord God, they shouldn't embarrass you too much..."

Beirut did not notice the strangeness in Jie Ning's tone, but his face became serious. Is the power of Netherworld Mountain so great?

Even the Lord God is afraid...

'It seems that there is also the figure of the main god behind this Netherworld Mountain...'

After thinking about this clearly, Beirut made an immediate decision.

"Lord God, I am willing to be your Lord God's messenger." Beirut said respectfully to Jie Ning.

The curve of the corner of Jie Ning's mouth rose again, "Then welcome, Beirut, you will be my fifth messenger of the Lord God."

Theoretically, Jie Ning can have eight messengers of the Lord God.

But in reality, on the one hand, his death was caused by the danger of plane war, and on the other hand, ordinary strong men could not get into Jie Ning's eyes.

This allowed Jie Ning to have five messengers of the Lord God, including Beirut.

"Well, since you are willing to be my Lord God's messenger." Jie Ning looked at Beirut.

"I will give you a main artifact, a main artifact for material attack, a main artifact for material defense, and a main artifact for soul defense."

"From these three main artifacts, you can choose one."

Although Beirut doesn't know what the main artifact is, he is very aware of his weaknesses...

"Lord God, I want a soul defense artifact." Beirut said to Jie Ning.

"Okay." Jie Ning nodded slightly.

In an instant, a magic circle formed in front of Beirut, and in the next instant, an ink-colored ring and a token appeared in front of him.

Under Jie Ning's control, the ring and token fell into Beirut's hands.

After receiving the two items, Beirut looked at Jie Ning again.

"This ring is the main soul defense artifact I promised you."

"The remaining tokens represent that you are the messenger of the Lord God under my command. Of course, you can also use it to avoid the cost of using the teleportation array."

"Oh, maybe you won't need it in the future..." As he said that, Jie Ning suddenly remembered that if nothing else happened, Meni's disciple would be Beirut's wife.

The advantage of their lineage is that they can travel by themselves through the teleportation arrays all over the planes. After all, countless years have passed, and it can be said that each plane has its own exclusive teleportation array arranged by them.

Beirut was a little puzzled, but Jie Ning obviously had no intention of explaining.

"That's right." Jie Ning was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, "I have upgraded your 'Ultimate Wisdom' authority to level 8. From now on, you will have no restrictions on using it to practice."

"However, this can only help you integrate the four mysteries at most. The rest of the way is still up to you..."

With the last words left, Jie Ning's figure disappeared into the air.

Beirut opened his mouth, but before he could speak...

In desperation, he had no choice but to look at the two Plaths.

Plath seemed to understand what Beirut wanted to ask and said directly, "The 'wisdom space' you know is the creation of the Lord God you need to serve in the future..."

Beirut’s little eyes seemed to have gotten a lot bigger for a while.

……

In the underworld, Jie Ning began to think.

"Perhaps the bloodline of the God-Eating Rat can be cultivated in advance. Although it has not reached that stage yet, it can also be prepared in advance."

"It's just," Jie Ning frowned again, "It's still too difficult to make Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind achieve that step." "I don't have a soul mutation, so I can't integrate the mysterious laws of alien species. I can only learn from the existing rules. Find a way to recreate it..."

"Even though the current strength of Bana Continent is close to the highest plane, with the help of Bai Ze's innate magical power, I have already digested all the knowledge I gained from it."

"But, this is not enough..."

"It's still a lot worse."

Jie Ning looked at the huge blue ball of light in front of him, "Even if I concentrate most of the computing power of this 'ultimate wisdom' on my side."

"Countless years have passed, but one key point is still missing."

"Perhaps we still need to think of something from Lei Ding and the other four..." Jie Ning's eyes darkened.

……

At the foot of Netherworld Mountain, Beirut looked nervously at the mountain gate in front of him.

'Carolina, here I come. '

Just when Beirut was about to enter the mountain gate, a man in a golden robe appeared in front of him instantly.

"Beirut?" The man looked at Beirut and then asked.

"I am Beirut." Beirut looked at the guy who suddenly appeared cautiously, "I wonder who you are?"

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Beirut always felt that after he admitted his identity, the other person's eyes seemed to be softer.

"You can call me Jin." The man in gold robe is the companion snake 'Jin' of the Lord God of the Netherworld.

"However, our communication should be postponed until later." Jin interrupted Beirut's idea of ​​what he wanted to ask.

"First of all, Beirut, I hereby acknowledge your courage on behalf of Netherworld Mountain." Jin silently read the text that Meni had prepared for himself.

"From the moment you step into this mountain gate, our test for you will officially begin."

"Are you sure you're ready?"

Beirut's eyes were full of determination. He had been waiting for this day for too long. "Of course I am ready, otherwise I would not be here."

Jin moved a step to the right, and the mountain gate appeared in front of Beirut again.

"If you are ready, then please come in." Jin made an inviting gesture.

Beirut walked in without looking back.

Jin watched Beirut's figure disappear into the white mist. His original tense expression could no longer be maintained, and there were a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Beirut, I hope you can hold on." Jin's wife Yin Nawei and Carolina have basically become good friends who talk about everything. Of course, Jin also has a certain innate affection for Carolina's future husband.

"Over the years, Miss Mei Ni and Carolina have set up various magic circles all over the Netherworld Mountain..." As if thinking of something, Jin's expression still showed some lingering fear, "If it weren't for Mei Ni, The teleportation token Miss Ni gave me, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to get down from Netherworld Mountain.”

The next moment, Jin took out a black and gold token from his space ring, input his divine power, and his figure disappeared instantly.

In the palace on the top of the mountain.

Rias, Jie Ning, Meni... almost everyone in Netherworld Mountain is gathered here.

Jin Anjing, who had just returned, stood at the back of the crowd.

Of course, except for the main god of the underworld - Beina, she prefers to continue sleeping than watching this excitement.

In front of everyone, under a huge light curtain, Beirut was carefully groping forward in the white mist.

Seeing this scene, Meni looked at Jie Ning with some dissatisfaction, "Really, father, why did you give him the main soul defense artifact?"

"Now most of the magic circle I have prepared for so many years is now useless."

Jie Ning said helplessly, "Don't underestimate Beirut, although his progress in mystical fusion is still a little behind."

"But in terms of physical strength alone, I'm afraid not many people in these countless planes can match him."

"He doesn't want the main soul defense artifact, what else can he want."

Meni still muttered a little unconvinced, "No matter how strong he is, can he still be as strong as Hemmers?"

"Hammers still wants to obtain another main material attack artifact?"

Jie Ning shook his head, "Maybe it's still close now."

"The future is really uncertain."

"In terms of physical talent, there are probably few who can compare with Hemmers and this Beirut."

Rias, who had been listening, suddenly became interested, "It seems that you are very optimistic about Beirut."

Jie Ning nodded, "Yes, later I plan to ask this Beirut for a drop of his divine beast essence and blood to study."

"If there are no accidents, it may be of great help to my plan."

Hearing this, Rias was really surprised, "Really!"

Jie Ning nodded and looked at Beirut's figure in the light screen, "The fact that he can extract the essence of the godhead is the greatest help to me."

Listening to everyone's speech, Carolina did not dare to interrupt at all, but just looked at the light screen intently.

……

Walking into the white mist, Beirut moved forward cautiously.

Suddenly, he stepped on something, and a light emitted from his feet.

When Beirut reacted and looked at the familiar mountain gate in front of him, Beirut's expression became shocked for a moment.

"Am I being teleported directly?"

Beirut expected to encounter various attacks, but the result of being directly transported back to the starting point was something he did not expect.

Taking a deep breath, Beirut walked into the mountain gate again.

……

Looking at the extremely familiar place, Beirut walked through the mountain gate again without expression.

This was already the number of times he had been teleported.

"There's... on the left here..."

"Take three steps forward, there is also..."

……

Beirut skillfully bypassed the edges of each teleportation array and kept moving forward.

During this period, there were also some offensive magic circles attacking him, but Beirut had no intention of dodging.

After all, after experiencing the experience of stepping on the teleportation array and returning to the starting point due to dodging.

Beirut believes that his body is strong enough to withstand these attacks.

Finally, through trial and error again and again, Beirut could see the white fog around him gradually fading away, replaced by gray fog.

Meni looked at Beirut's performance in the light screen, his expression was quite unhappy.

According to her design, these teleportation arrays should be used for the opponent to escape.

After the injury, Beirut's landing point happened to be on the teleportation array.

But now it turns out that the attacking magic array has no effect on Beirut, but the teleportation array blocked Beirut for some time.

That made customs clearance in Beirut much shorter than Meni expected.

"Meini, it seems that these magic circles you set up cannot stop me." Jie Ning looked at Meni and teased.

"It's a good idea for you to use the teleportation array to waste time."

"But it would be more interesting if you modify the teleportation array that can change its position according to rules..." Jie Ning commented.

At this time, Meni did not want to say that these teleportation arrays were actually intended to protect Beirut.

However, what was inversely proportional to Meni's mood was the smile on Carolina's face.

In fact, having so many teleportation arrays was her suggestion. After all, Carolina didn't want Beirut to be seriously harmed.

It is precisely because of this that there are so many teleportation arrays as protective measures.

Unexpectedly, due to a strange combination of circumstances, these teleportation arrays actually caused obstacles to Beirut.

……

After the same experience, Beirut went from the gray fog area to the purple fog area with a numb look on his face.

At this time, there was already a figure waiting for him here.

"Congratulations on passing the test, Beirut." Jin looked at Beirut with admiration.

If he were allowed to break through these magic circles, he could do it like Beirut with ease.

"Come with me, Carolina is waiting for you."

Hearing Carolina's name, Beirut immediately cheered up and hurriedly followed Jin towards the palace on the top of the mountain.

"Jin, is there a main god in this Netherworld Mountain?" As the two were walking on the road, Beirut suddenly asked Jin curiously.

Jin already regards Beirut as one of his own, and naturally he will not hide it.

"Of course."

"Didn't you just meet one of them?" Jin smiled at Beirut.

Beirut was a little stunned for a moment. I have already seen someone?

Thinking about it, Beirut's eyes began to change when he looked at Jin.

Jin also felt the change in Beirut's eyes and instantly guessed what he was thinking, "Look over there."

Jin stopped and motioned Beirut to look towards the Netherworld Fruit Tree that the two of them had just passed.

"That is the Lord God of Netherworld." Jin said in a respectful tone.

Beirut quickly bowed to the Netherworld Fruit Tree.

The two continued to move forward, and Beirut suddenly reacted, "Wait, you just said this was one of them?"

A proud smile instantly appeared on Jin's face, "Of course, there are three main gods living on Netherworld Mountain, including the Netherworld Lord God."

Beirut suddenly opened his mouth in surprise.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the main god he followed had an expression on his face when he mentioned Netherworld Mountain...

Soon Beirut couldn't understand it anymore.

Because at this time, he had followed Jin to the palace on the top of the mountain.

When he saw Jie Ning, who was also sitting in the upper position, he couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

"Lord God?"

Jie Ning smiled slightly at Beirut, "Beirut, welcome to Netherworld Mountain."

"However, I guess what you want to see most right now is not us."

Hearing Jie Ning's words, Beirut's eyes instantly drifted to Carolina in the crowd.

Behind Carolina, Meni said softly, "Go."

Seeing Carolina leaving Beirut temporarily, Jie Ning looked at Meni.

"Xiao Meni, it seems that the 'story' you designed this time has completely gone astray."

"The male protagonist has already taken the heroine away."

"Hmph~" Meni snorted coldly, "I was just careless this time and miscalculated the strength of this kid from Beirut..."

……

At this time, Beirut, who left with Carolina, began to reshape the world view in Carolina's mouth.

For the first time, he truly realized the vastness of the world.

(End of this chapter)