Lord of Plenty

Yongxu Continent, Fengrao Territory, in the dungeon of Blackstone Castle that has been designated as a forbidden area.

"Come, come to my sister, I have delicious food here."

Under the mother tree of abundance, Betty was holding a high-magic ore and teasing a dark yellow earth dragon cub the size of an adult iguana. It is said that this is the secret dragon taming technique that the Smith family will never pass on.

Although no matter how you look at it, it looks like training a dog.

So, the decline of animal trainers is not without reason.

Kun, who was lying leisurely under the tree and resting with his eyes closed, suddenly said:

"You said you are a dog trainer, can't you be quiet? You are disturbing me."

Betty quickly covered the outer ears of the earth dragon cub, lowered her head and said gently:

"He is not talking about you. We are noble dragons. How can we be dogs? They are all bad comments. Don't listen."

After that, she glared at Kun, who was lying leisurely under the tree:

"I am training dragons, training dragons, do you understand? I am disturbing you, but you are not lazy, are you doing something serious?"

Kun under the tree didn't even raise his eyelids, and said disdainfully:

"I am waiting for the apple on the tree to fall and hit my head to open the light of wisdom and enlightenment for me. Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you, you are just a third-rate wizard."

"..."

Betty, who was furious, wanted to throw the raw meat in her hand on the other's face.

Growing up, whoever saw her would praise her for her outstanding talent and extraordinary aptitude, saying that she was a talented beastmaster who could restore the glory of her ancestors.

As a result, she became a "third-rate wizard" in this person's mouth, but she couldn't refute anything.

After all, according to his standards, he himself was only above second-rate, and a master of the wizard world like Falcole was also classified as third-rate. In fact, he still overestimated her.

Bullshit!

He was just belittling her.

The guy with a mental disorder should be hit on the head by an apple for treatment. God bless him, I hope his mind will be more normal in the future.

Kun under the tree was indeed thinking.

He was thinking about when the old grape vines he planted would sprout, when the wool of the prickly sheep could be shaved and woven into clothes, and how to use the nest of snails copied from the samples of the sacred tree Matai agate snail.

At the same time, he was also thinking about when the darkest star in the sky would come, and whether the time left for him was enough or not.

He was not thinking about anything, his mind was empty, waiting for an apple to hit his head by chance.

Is it fate, or some kind of inevitability of history?

Mortals cannot see fate, and he can't see fate either.

But he can see grass breaking out of the dark underground, insects eating leaves, birds flying in the sky, and monsters roaring in the mountains and forests.

He can also see farmers working hard to take care of the farmland, and the plump ears of wheat will reward his hard work, but if the farmers are too greedy and burn too many trees as fertile new fields, they will also be retaliated by nature, or a flood, or a landslide.

If there are too many insects, birds will eat them, and if there are too many wild beasts, the grass and trees will be eaten up, and then monsters will run out and kill all these wild beasts that have nowhere to hide.

The world is harmonious and natural, as if there is an invisible hand combing and maintaining all the order in this world.

Perhaps there is no fate in this world, only "nature".

The golden flames in the sea of ​​​​spirituality surged and jumped violently, and countless whispers and murmurs echoed in the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

"Thank you, Lord. Today's steak is so delicious."

"It's a nice day again. It must be the Lord's blessing."

"God bless you. God bless you. I pray to the Buddha on the left and the abundance on the right. The red flag is in my heart. You must give me a monster, even if it's a low-level one."

This is the prayer of the residents in the Abundant Territory. According to the Church, it is faith.

The natives in the Abundant Territory are generally pious to him. The prayers are very clear. There are also some players' voices mixed in. They are confused and unsteady. The former are believers, and the latter are not even believers.

It's probably the kind of thing that doesn't cost money anyway, and it's not a loss to believe in it for three cents.

These prayers, which are more noble and powerful than ordinary spiritual power, wrapped Kun and rushed to the door that belongs only to the demigods again.

This time, Kun half stepped in, but after he threw all his faith to the Abundant Mother Tree under him, he naturally retreated.

"Ignite the divine fire and achieve a demigod body? Whoever wants to become a puppet-like god can do it. Anyway, this mage has no interest in it."

Kun opened his eyes from under the tree and showed a hint of sarcasm.

The avatar puppet in the spirit world has completely entered the demigod level after the second reincarnation, awakening its own divine bloodline, the true illusion blood pupil.

After these experiences of peeping at the demigod level, he also has research materials ranging from the remains of saints to the blood and bones of gods. Kun has explored the specific practice journey in this hero field.

Beginner mage, intermediate mage, high-level mage, and extraordinary three levels.

Legendary mage, demigod mage, god-level mage, and saint three levels.

The former is the process of mortals learning to master and manipulate power, and it is also an important process for insects to become butterflies.

At the peak of the third level, the first fork in the extraordinary will appear.

Should one accumulate enough strength to truly emerge from the cocoon as a butterfly, or should one take a shortcut and step into the realm of heroes by relying on the divine bloodline passed down by predecessors?

And the hero realm, that is, entering the third level of sainthood, is a process of gradually turning oneself into pure energy and getting closer to the essence of the world.

Why are the dwarfs and the Titans so blessed?

Because they are pure magic creatures, that is, the prototypes of gods born from nature. In theory, as long as they continue to absorb the same energy and purify themselves, they will ascend to the throne sooner or later.

But it is not so easy for flesh and blood life to transform into pure energy life.

Not only is the transformation process difficult, but the transformation time is also a big problem. It is very likely that the person will die before the transformation is halfway through.

The question is in front of us, where can we find so much power from the same source to transform ourselves?

The answer is very simple, two words, faith.

In fact, these two words can also be read as "eating people" in Kun's view.

As long as you eat enough people and absorb enough power from the same source, you can complete the transformation and move towards the supreme throne.

There is actually no difference between what the righteous gods and the evil gods do. Maybe the former looks more civilized and easier to accept?

But such a trick is not without cost.

The masses are ignorant, so the faith they provide is naturally confused and confusing.

Faith is a double-edged sword.

If you only see the throne hanging high, but you can't see the majestic figure bound by the majestic throne, then don't blame others for walking on this road of no return that is dragged by all living beings and cannot help yourself.

The so-called demigod level is to upgrade a small part of one's soul, or purify a trace of divine blood.

Martial arts demigods such as the clone evil eye purify their own blood.

This immortal glory can theoretically be passed down from generation to generation with the blood of their descendants, making it easier for future generations to step into the realm of heroes.

Since he has figured out the practice method of entering the third level of sainthood, Kun naturally has no interest in the so-called faith to become a god.

He can completely rely on the characteristics of the rich wizard who will get magic feedback when planting plants, and quickly accumulate enough power to complete his own upgrade.

And these beliefs in the rich territory are not wasted.

Kun doesn't need it, but a huge existence like the Mother Tree of Abundance needs it. If it grows normally and accumulates strength slowly, it will be normal for it to be stuck in the demigod level for tens of thousands of years.

"Yawn~"

Although he has not officially stepped into the demigod level, Kun, whose spiritual sea has expanded by another three points, stretched comfortably.

"Come on, come to me, little lizard."

With Kun's call, the gold-eating earth dragon immediately abandoned Betty, who was constantly trying to please it with delicious food in her hand, and ran to Kun's feet without looking back, and lay down docilely.

There was still a trace of demigod pressure that had not yet dissipated. The slightly glowing golden pupils looked down at the earth dragon cub at his feet. Kun touched the dragon scales that had begun to mineralize and said strangely:

"Isn't it quite obedient? Do you still need to train it specially? Or is your so-called dragon taming secret technique actually fake, just to deceive you, a group of unpromising descendants?"

"..."

Betty was so angry that her back teeth itched.

You are the fake one, your whole family is fake, Qing Jia is right, you are a high-level demon in human skin!

"Give me the contract of the Warcraft."

"What for?"

"Aren't you going to sign a contract with this lizard? I'll help you sign it."

"Can you really do it?"

Betty took out a contract scroll from the storage ring doubtfully. She didn't doubt whether Kun had the ability to help her contract the earth dragon, but wondered why this guy suddenly became so kind.

"Equal contract?"

Kun took the scroll and took a look, and immediately had no interest in the dragon taming secret technique mentioned by Betty.

Equal contract is the easiest contract for Warcraft to sign, but it is so troublesome to sign it.

Sure enough, the secret technique of thousands of years ago should have been thrown into the trash long ago because later generations didn't know how to update it.

Shaking the scroll, the flames rose and engulfed the scroll, and the contract array shining with a dark purple halo remained in the air.

"Om~"

Under Kun's strong pressure, the earth dragon cub tremblingly accepted the soul imprint of the contract array, and the array turned into an illusory scroll, two copies, one was immersed in the spiritual sea of ​​one dragon and one person, and the contract was completed.

"Come."

The tree roots turned over, and the pieces of ancient dragon corpses buried underground were turned out by the rich mother tree. When the earth dragon cub saw those corpses, tears immediately flowed.

Although this level of magic beast cannot speak, its wisdom is no different from that of humans.

"Fertile."

With Kun's order, the ancient dragon corpses that were turned out shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into flying ashes.