Divine Realm: Starting with the Broken Bone Dragon

Divine Spell - Life Burning

Vidika still remembered the seriousness with which her grandmother passed on this divine art to her.

"As a god, you should cherish your own people and not treat them as tools. No matter what kind of people you awaken to when you awaken in the future, I hope you can cherish them and not use them as stepping stones to your godhood."

"Why, Grandmother? Aren't the Familias only there to make me a god?"

As a child, he asked a question out of curiosity.

"So, little Dika, what do you plan to do after you become a god?"

Grandmother asked with a smile.

"After becoming a god?"

"After becoming a god."

"Of course, it's to continue becoming an even stronger god!"

"What if you become the strongest god one day?"

He answered blankly.

"I wonder if this might mean my clan will live a life without ever fighting again?"

Grandmother smiled, said nothing more, but gently patted his head and told him stories from her divine realm.

"Grandmother, I think I understand."

Looking at the lion pride fighting fearlessly ahead, his voice became incredibly firm.

"Divine Art, Life Burn!"

Golden divine power burst forth from the sky, like the most dazzling fireworks, precisely falling into the bodies of each of their familiars.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much divine power left, and this divine spell could only cover about a third of his followers.

"Go for it!"

A gentle voice came, along with the divine power crystal that he had given away from the divine realm because of his selfishness.

"grandmother......"

In an instant, fireworks burst forth again, as if piercing the sky!

"Divine Art, Life—Burning!"

"Give it to me! Charge! Ah!"

A clear, angry female voice seemed to overlap with his voice, resounding through the sky!

He roared, filled with resentment and determination, burning all his divine power, along with his lifespan as a god!

One by one, the brown hair strands turned silver-white; in the blink of an eye, a full head of brown hair was replaced by white.

This time, it wasn't fireworks, but a magnificent meteor shower that engulfed all his kin on the battlefield.

The lions grew to enormous sizes, radiating a red glow, and pushed back the already defeated battle lines at the cost of their own lives.

Under the overwhelming force, no matter how tough the skeleton guards' bodies were or how sharp the skeleton archers' arrows were, they could not stop the advance of the battle line.

"What powerful divine magic!"

Jiang Mengyao was startled. This divine technique had extremely high enhancement, but the corresponding cost was also extremely high.

Unfortunately, she hadn't learned any divine arts and couldn't provide any help to her clan.

Of course, even if she had divine magic, she couldn't use it; she simply couldn't afford the divine power required to unleash it.

However—she also has her own 'divine magic'!

"Uncle Lin Fan, come back quickly!"

The shout traveled hundreds of kilometers and reached Lin Fan's ears precisely.

He turned around abruptly, his face darkening, and his figure instantly transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the battlefield.

From afar, he could see the lion pride charging fearlessly at the skeleton army, driving them into a rout.

He got angry instantly.

These soldiers all came out of his magic circle one by one, how can he let these guys bully him like this?

Anger surged in his heart (and eyes), and a long incantation was uttered from his mouth. Four enormous magic circles gradually formed beneath him, radiating terrifying heat.

"Fourth-tier magic - Flame Storm!"

In Lin Fan's eyes, the soul fire flickered wildly, but he still tried his best to control the magic circle and smash it in the designated direction.

boom!

A firestorm hundreds of meters high suddenly rose from behind the pride of lions, distorting the air as it swept towards them.

"No, I need to get back to the Divine Realm to rest right away!"

Lin Fan mustered his strength and rushed toward the intrusion passage at an extremely fast speed.

"Thank goodness we've arrived."

Lin Fan felt relieved, and the dragon lazily lay on the ground.

"Are you alright, Lin Fan?"

Jiang Mengyao looked worried and gently stroked Lin Fan's head with her hand.

"I told you, don't call me 'uncle,' I'm still young."

Lin Fan said weakly.

When he transmigrated, he was only 21, okay? Even after living in the God Realm for so long, he was only—less than 100?

Lin Fan began to doubt whether he had really lived this long; he hadn't felt anything at all!

"Tch—I don't believe it. A bone dragon as big as you must have lived for hundreds or thousands of years."

Jiang Mengyao rolled her eyes, not believing the other person's nonsense about being young at all.

"Alright, I've left 50 drops of divine power inside you. You should recover quickly~"

Jiang Mengyao withdrew her hand, and before Lin Fan could speak, her figure disappeared into the divine realm—she had to go and check on the clan, otherwise she would always feel uneasy.

Lin Fan was somewhat helpless. He had simply run out of magic power, and he would recover after resting for a while. There was no need to waste so much divine power on him.

He knew that Jiang Mengyao only had about 60 drops of divine power in total, and this time she gave him 50 drops, so he would have to live frugally for the rest of the time.

......

In the realm of Vidica—

Watching the skeleton legion turn the tide with Lin Fan's magic, Jiang Mengyao continuously issued divine decrees, adjusting the legion's formation.

She can command her legion much more easily than Lin Fan. There is no delay, no cost, and she doesn't even need to speak to command her kin as if they were her own arms.

Under her control, the skeleton army folded into a massive tortoise formation, giving the skeleton archers ample space to unleash their attacks.

As for the lions that managed to charge into the formation, they were met with an attack from dozens of skeletal tigers.

Three days later, even the skeletons, with their incredible endurance, were out of ammunition and supplies. They had run out of arrows, and even their ribs had been shot out as arrows by the skeleton archers.

Two divine phantoms appeared in the air, and an invisible force controlled the two groups of beings to separate.

Jiang Mengyao sighed softly—in the end, she failed to destroy the opponent's core divine domain.

"You've found a good prospect."

Outside the divine realm, Qin Feng squinted, seemingly lost in thought.

"Heh, how bad can your junior humans be?"

Rozam's tone was somber, and ripples appeared in the void behind him.

"How can I, a junior of the human race, compare to you, a newly born demigod who has already grasped a trace of the rules of protection?"

Qin Feng showed no weakness, and the void behind him also rippled.

In fact, as the gods who guard the public exploration area, this was not the first time they had clashed, but each time they were evenly matched and neither of them gained an advantage.

Otherwise, seeing such a talented junior, would they be here just spouting nonsense?

They've already started doing it.

"I think she's just as good. This time, your human race has won!"

Rozam, controlling the divine realm that was about to be exposed, turned and left.

"One day I'll deal with you in the world of the gods."

Qin Feng's eyes were dangerous as he controlled the Divine Realm to leave.

This place has already attracted the attention of too many gods; continuing this stalemate will only do more harm than good.