Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 91 Magical Fruit Tree
Ute asked Selvin a question back, and it was just gossip.

"Um, I was born in the sea of ​​chaos, and I was born unique. I named myself the Confused God Shark!"

"The sound waves I make casually can lure the prey, come to die!"

Selvin was quite proud when he said this, but he didn't say anything about his natural talent.

Innate supernatural powers are the secret of every divine beast. Unless they have been exposed, they are generally not said, because they are too easy to be cracked in a targeted manner.

"No wonder you can babble so much, it turns out you rely on this for a living!"

Ute thought silently in his heart, it was an alien version of the complaint.

"Your Majesty probably feels that the current management model is too extensive and wants to formulate a new system."

Anyway, he is a colleague, Ute still expressed some of his guesses.

"Chaos? I don't think so, the mid-god is automatically a leader of a beast, and the other gods are led, which is great!"

Selvin was about to start rambling again, so Ute quickly found a reason to run away.

Hundreds of years later, the teams going to Thunder Island returned one after another, Alcatraz Island, oh no, Elemental Island began vigorous reform and construction.

In the center of the island of elements, a majestic hall with a height of several thousand meters stands majestically, named the Temple of Domination, and the temple is as vast as a plain.

The Temple of Domination is built on a huge platform, and every boulder on which the platform is built has been cultivated and refined by divine power, making it as strong as an artifact.

Hundreds of meters down from the platform is a larger platform, on which several smaller halls have been built.

Among them, the one closest to the Dominant Temple is named Devil Temple, which serves as the headquarters of the Devil Castle.

There are many arenas built in the spare space on the platform, and every god-level can go up to defend or attack the arena, and the one who wins a hundred victories will be awarded the title of devil and have the qualification to challenge the hall master.

For the time being, there is only one master of the Temple of God—the demon king Damon, whoever is out of his mind will challenge him!
Those who are unwilling to challenge the palace master after a hundred victories will automatically become the centurion who dominates the temple.

Those who are unwilling to lead god-level soldiers still enjoy the status of centurion in the Dominant Temple. This time is 1 years, and the challenge will start again after 1 years.

Elemental Island.

Demon Temple.

On the tall throne, Daemon sat on it, listening to Colm's order to Remo.

"My lord, the master ordered us to set up branches in various places so that we can collect all kinds of news and magical items from hell."

Colm stood beside Damon and said softly.

"Are the branches in various places also called the Temple of Domination? Will it cause confusion?"

Demon King Daemon expressed his doubts in due course.

"The meaning of the master, the branches in various places are collectively called the Devil's Castle, which belongs to the Devil's Palace, and can also show the extraordinaryness of the king!"

Colm said.

That's right, Damon was enslaved by Franklin and became a general in the spirit world. Damon is not bad, at least he won't easily disappear in time.

The series of changes in Elemental Island were all Lei Mo's idea, how could this name maniac let go of such a good opportunity.

Due to the inertia of thinking in memory, and the fact that Damon's body happens to be a demon.

Out of bad taste, Lei Mo chose this name for the branch of the Devil's Temple. Didn't he know that there is a definite number in the dark.

"What about the function of the Demon Castle?"

Damon raised another question. He had never seen Lei Mo, but there was a huge illusory figure of Lei Mo in his soul.

"Collect sales information. The master said that there is no currency in hell. For the time being, use artifacts or godheads to barter. Precious objects or ores are also fine. Let's adapt!"

Colm said.

Dimon's doubts have not been solved. Although he has been born for countless years, he doesn't know what is a currency system and what is a general equivalent?

"You will be by my side from now on, just enough to convey the will of the ruler!"

The Demon King Daemon ordered directly.

"Obey Your Majesty!"

Colm said respectfully, without any arrogance because Damon was enslaved.

"Your Majesty, the Master still has a doubt that has not been answered, because the people or beasts he met were all born too late!"

"Excuse me, Master!" Damon responded quickly, facing Colm, but it was Lei Mo who was talking.

"The master asks you, how long has hell been born?"

Colm asked Lei Mo's doubts.

"At least a few hundred thousand years!"

Damon looked up at the sky, as if nostalgic, and said as if recalling.

"When I was born, there was nothing in hell, and I didn't understand anything. I just ate and slept, and time passed like that. I didn't think about time at all."

"Until one day, the rules of heaven and earth came down and asked me to choose whether to become a god outside the body or inside the body. I randomly chose the outside body, and then the pain of tearing my soul made me unable to live or die."

Daemon spoke slowly, with memories on his face and a calm expression.

Damon's avatar is only five meters tall, and only the top of his head has the horns of the devil. Otherwise, what kind of horror is this expression?
"It's been at least 10 years, because after becoming a god, I have the concept of time, and then I wander around in hell."

When it comes to breaking into hell, Damon's expression is full of brilliance.

"What I comprehended in adulthood is part of the rules of destruction. Destruction is also good at killing. My journey is full of blood and rain all the way."

Dimon's expression gradually became richer, and it was obvious that Dimon yearned for killing in his heart.

"Until one day, I found a magical fruit tree with gray branches and leaves, only a few meters high, with two fruits on it, one gray and one purple."

When Dimon said this, there was joy and fear in his expression.

"When I saw these two fruits, a group of demonic beasts around me were already bloody. When I saw this fruit tree, I couldn't control my body at all, and I directly joined the feast of killing."

Speaking of this, there was only panic in Damon's eyes, nothing else.

"Destruction is good at killing, and my innate supernatural power happens to be the ultimate killing skill. In the end, I was the only one standing."

"Then—then, I ate these two fruits, my soul fell into a deep sleep, and gradually weakened."

"I don't know how long it has passed. When I woke up, I was being bitten by a group of monsters. If the demon scales were not too hard, I would have become the excrement of monsters!"

The monsters that Damon mentioned are definitely not the kind of monsters in the material plane. How simple can a monster born in hell be?

"Later, I continued to wander through hell. During the killing, I found that I could integrate all my insights into my attack, and my attack power has also undergone earth-shaking changes."

"Obviously different perceptions, obviously different attributes. At that time, I didn't know the rules and rules, but I could feel the difference."

When Damon narrates a sentence, he will pause for a while, waiting for Colm to pass it on to Lei Mo.

"As time goes by, my rules of death and the laws of thunder and lightning have become gods one after another."

Speaking of this, Dimon is still a little proud.

"Before I eat the mysterious fruit, the avatar of the God of Destruction can no longer use other laws to comprehend, which made me understand the importance of the deity and the benefits of becoming a god outside the body."

Dimon's expression was solemn, apparently rejoicing at this discovery.

　I feel that asking for tickets is useless!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)