On the way to the next destination, the long-lost sunny weather.

Relying on the space ring, Donald put away his heavy boxes and luggage. The carriage that carried Donald and his group was obviously much lighter than before. Not only did he speed up, but his feet were even longer. He didn't have to slow down to recover his strength without running a few miles.

"Donald, how much room is there?"

Stephanie looked at the ring in her palm. After being reforged by the craftsmen, the ring looked more carefully carved. The quaint brass ring face and the space gem engraved with inscriptions were very harmonious.

"It's probably the size of two carriages. Speaking of which, the count of the blood clan is really a vampire... not only gives me treasures, but also gives me two strange things."

Donald held the ancient book of the demigod in his hand, and while saying, he raised his hand and used spells to cut off a branch as thick as an arm from the trees passing by.

The storage space inside this space ring is shown to be nearly three carriages under the detection of Donald's mental power. The quality of this level of space wonders can be called medium and is already a very rare existence.

As for another blood-colored robe, Donald has also figured out some basic usages in recent times.

It has to be said that the things that can be worn by the Vampire Earl are indeed not ordinary things. In addition to automatically adjusting the size according to the user's body shape and changing the color and style as you wish, this robe can also activate a layer of shield by consuming mental power, and its defense can probably withstand the frontal impact of the Bigby Vajra Fist two times.

Moreover, the Earl of the Blood Clan seemed to have made changes to this robe so that it can store blood and then activate a blood-colored shield. Its defense is stronger than the shield activated in normal state, which completely makes up for Donald's lack of defense against strange objects.

The mental power was floating in front of him with a wooden block. From the beginning, Donald's attention was not on Stephanie, but stared at the ancient demigod book in his hand. Compared to studying the blood-colored robe, most of Donald's energy was actually devoted to this ancient book during this period.

"We have already taken one-third of the journey this time...Stefanie, what do you think we will do after escorting Julia to the Temple of Justice?"

Donald put together the ancient book of the demigods and suddenly asked.

Anthony, who was riding a horse by the side, did not turn his head, but pulled the reins with his hands, let the horse approach the carriage, and pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

This question was asked by Donald some time ago.

"Return to Demingham?"

Stephanie's first reaction was naturally to go back to submit the task. She just thought about it and felt something was wrong. With their current strength and resources, it seems that there is no meaning to go back to Demingham. Will it continue to be an investigator under someone else's hands?

Perhaps Donald can be the investigation team leader at that time, and their team may become an elite investigation team.

Just...so what?

The Radical Investigation Bureau now seems to have only one official recognized identity.

Besides, after experiencing the previous incident of the director of the Special Bureau of the Special Bureau taking a large number of members of the Special Bureau of the Special Bureau to die, Stephanie was really afraid of when to come again.

"No, we don't need to go back to Demingham...ah~ I don't know, I can just follow you anyway. Wherever you go, where I go."

Stephanie was used to following Donald's decision, and this time was no exception. She shook her head and gave up thinking.

"Anthony, what do you think?"

Donald turned to ask Anthony again.

"It depends on what you want to do. You want to live a stable life. With the strength of a few of us, the non-religious areas of the empire can be nourished by any place. What Stephanie said about returning to Demingham is also a good suggestion."

The three awakened-level powerful men, not to mention being domineering, at least they don’t have so many concerns.

"Living a stable life? For the time being, I'm afraid it's not possible. I have two powerful enemies who have nowhere to go and have not been solved. If they don't die, I can't feel at ease."

Pain and Destruction, the owner of the other two powers of the demon Mineato, Donald has never forgotten these two people. He has been hiding in Demingham for so long, and no one has found himself in the past six months. This time he entered the inland to carry out a mission, he had a vague premonition that perhaps it was time to break up with these two people.

They must be eliminated not only to get back all Mineato's strength, but also to be able to completely solve their worries.

"Since you still have enemies, you need to have a way to deal with it. Strengthening your own strength is just one way. At present, even if our mission is a practice, after the mission is over, we can choose to continue traveling, take a look at the scenery of the Ryan Empire, or find a good place to cultivate our power on the way."

Anthony tightened the reins and was able to be called the enemy by Donald, with no doubt about his strength, so he proposed two general directions in a targeted manner.

First, continue traveling, take the initiative to find these two enemies, and practice along the way, and continue to strengthen your own strength.

Second, find a suitable place to be your own base camp, find ways to cultivate your own power in the local area, and wait for the enemy to come to you, and then you will naturally have the advantage in your territory.

"Are you going to choose from two choices... This escort mission is still a long way to go, and we still have time to think about it, and think slowly."

With Anthony's suggestion, Donald fell into thinking again, weighing the pros and cons of these two directions.

After a while, before Donald made a decision, the branches in front of him had been carved by the invisible slaves.

There is naturally a reason for cutting this wood before.

Donald looked at the wooden statue with an eight-point appearance to himself in his hand, rubbing the inscriptions looming on the bottom and back of the statue with his thumb. He has not gained nothing in his study of the ancient books half-body in the past few days, but this statue is his result.

The statue, which was previously used as the carrier object of the power of faith, has been successfully made!

But his appearance became Donald himself.

"Donald, when did you start to like making wood carvings for yourself? The carvings are still yourself... Why didn't I know that you were so narcissistic?"

Stephanie noticed the wood carving in Donald's hand and came over and said with some teasing words.

"Are you imitating Claremont?"

Anthony hit it.

"Look at others, you can see my real purpose at a glance. I don't know what I'm thinking all day long."

Tugging Stephanie's cheek, Donald said helplessly.

"But what do you do when you imitate Claremont? Do you also want to become a god... Wait, the strange book you have been reading from Claremont these past two days is not his theory of becoming a god?"

Taking the statue of God in Donald's hand and looking at him, Stephanie looked at Donald in disbelief, and then asked again,

"You've succeeded?"

"It's only half the success, and there's still one step away, give me the statue."

It is naturally no use to carve a statue with inscriptions. The ancient demigods mentioned that the gods use the power of faith at will, because they themselves can accommodate the power of faith provided by believers and use it anytime and anywhere. Until now, no creature in the mortal world can break this shackles.

So a compromise that came to mind was to create a transformer, which was to transform the power of faith into a force they could use in some way. The inscriptions on the wood carving and the magic array engraved inside the wood carving are his research results.

Although the ancient book of Demigod mentioned this method at the end that it was just a compromise, and it was not a root cause, for Donald, a foreign disciple who had not even reached the level of dominance, he would not have so much to ask for.

The key now is how to connect with this statue and truly activate this statue.

There is only one method mentioned in the ancient Demigod book, the soul mark!

Perhaps the effect of soul fragments is better, but it is impossible to rely on only one statue to collect the power of faith. If each statue has to separate some soul fragments, even if Donald is a wizard, he will probably become a fool because of the large number of soul fragments.

"Stop in front, I want to try to activate the statue."

We have already tried to make an experimental product, so of course we have to find a way to try it.

Anthony and Stephanie were also curious about this magical method. They were deeply impressed by the teleportation and special control methods of energy that the Clermont Sage had shown before.

"I may become... different from usual later. If you think it's strange, stand a little further, but don't get too far. I need you to protect me by your side."

Using the soul mark requires the most realistic state of one's own soul. Donald did not observe it carefully in the spiritual world, but he could also vaguely realize that his soul image might be a bit strange.

"No problem, we will help you pay attention to the situation around you."

Stephanie waved her hand and made a gesture of no problem. Anthony held her hands with both swords, while Lilo was sitting outside the carriage with Julia where Donald usually sits.

"That's good, I'm going to start."

Sitting cross-legged on a nearby dry grass slope, placing the ancient book of the demigod between his legs, looking at the mantras and seals recorded on it, Donald started to think quickly, chanting and forming seals one by one.

Not long after, he fell into a special state, and his head, which had just lowered, drooped completely.

And the next moment when this situation occurred, gray mist spread out from Donald's body, quickly wrapping his entire body in.
Chapter completed!