Somewhere in the endless, beginningless and ending sea of ​​void floating is a magnificent and magnificent palace.

This is the Pantheon.

There are many saints in the hall, with tens of thousands of seats, but at this time it was only one-fourth of the seats.

The gods on the throne have different appearances, mainly divided into five divine systems, namely the demon god with a big octopus, the Titan god with purple skin, the vampire ancestor with sharp teeth, likes to wear ethereal gauze skirts, and the charming fairy with a faint figure. Finally, it is an angel bathed in the white holy light, with feathered wings on the back, and white and golden eyes.

At this time, the gods raised their heads slightly and looked at the light mirror above their heads. Some were pondering, some were discussing in a low voice, and some were surprised.

In the middle of the temple, it is also the highest place, and there is also a circle of magnificent and exquisite thrones in various styles.

There are 36 seats in this circle of gods, basically all empty, with only one seat sitting.

To be precise, it is a human-shaped light and shadow, with a layer of streaming golden light on the surface, and the specific appearance cannot be seen clearly.

The golden figure looked down at the gods below, making a round, gentle, and slightly majestic voice: "Silent! Silent!"

The Pantheon suddenly fell into death silence, and each god sat on his throne like a sculpture, motionless.

The golden light on the platform was circling and jumping, and the voices from the throne were unaware of by the men and women: "Gods, please look at the light mirror. This person in the image is the dragon descendant who has been making trouble in the mortal battlefield recently. He is named Liu Hao. He has been born for 22 years..."

Before he could finish his words, one of the Titan Gods made a thunderous voice: "Lord of Light, since it is just a dragon descendant, I will look for it now and give him a thunderous punishment, which will turn him into ashes in an instant!"

"No hurry, wait until I finish."

The Lord of Light raised the volume slightly and continued: "Although it is only a dragon descendant in the mortal world, he has quite powerful power. No one knows what he is planning in his heart, nor what he will do in the future. But judging from his past actions, this dragon descendant will greatly affect the direction of this war in the mortal world, and it is very likely that it will help the Tang Dynasty win the war."

As soon as these words were spoken, the gods immediately became furious.

"No, the power of the Tang Dynasty can never be expanded any more, these untrustworthy people must be destroyed!"

"Why wait until he goes to the battlefield, we will launch a sneak attack and crush it into powder?"

"You are so savage. Why don't you win him over into the extraordinary alliance?"

"Wait, don't forget that the true gods are not allowed to participate in the battlefield of the mortal world. This is the iron rule set by the Celestial Committee!"

The temple of the gods was noisy, like a market.

After a long time, the Lord of Light spoke again: "This dragon descendant was too arrogant and greatly destroyed the agreement 120 years ago. I have obtained the permission of the Celestial Committee. If he appears on the battlefield again, then the gods in this place can partially ignore the war contract before 120, show up to a limited extent of power over 15 on the battlefield, and snipe them!"

"Wow~"

The Pantheon, which was in a turmoil just moment ago, became silent the next moment.

After a long time, the fairy queen wearing a translucent gauze dress giggled: "This dragon descendant is so majestic that he can't find an opponent in the mortal world, so he has to go out and act like a real god?"

The Titan God King at level 18 roared: "Shut up, you prostitute!"

The fairy queen, who was also at level 18, turned cold: "Uranos, you, the unsuccessful god king, your stupidity is known to everyone, and you still have the face to despise me?"

"Pu~Pu!" A lot of lightning began to explode on the body of the Titan God King Uranus, and it seemed that he was about to take action.

The fairy queen was not afraid at all, giggling, but the gauze dress on her body gradually became thicker, becoming a fog that seemed real and illusory.

"Okay!" The Lord of Light roared: "Don't waste time on unnecessary verbal disputes. Keep talking about the serious matter!"

A man with a gentle and gloomy face and wearing a blood-red cloak whispered: "Lord of Light, are you sure this person is really just a mortal dragon descendant?"

The Lord of Light nodded slowly: "I'm sure. Because, since he appeared, I have been observing. He has never shown any power over level 15. His most powerful is not power, but his various skills. He is a super air combat ace, a land war god, or a great wizard. He has reached the peak of mortals in almost all fields. Combined together, he has formed an extremely powerful combat power."

The gloomy man brows slightly, "Is there such a generalist in the mortal world? Could he be their messenger?"

When he said this, the man raised his hand and pointed at the ground beneath his feet, with a hint of awe on his face.

The Lord of Light denied: "I asked, but they did not answer me. But judging from the style of the dragon descendant's behavior, the possibility of the messenger is not very high."

"Oh~~ Since I am sure I am a mortal, even a generalist cannot stop the real god from killing me. I have no problem." The man sat back on the throne of the god.

The Lord of Light looked down at the gods and continued: "Although the Heavenly Council allowed the True God to enter the field in person to deal with this dragon descendant, the war contract is still valid, so some basic rules must be paid attention to."

The gods said in unison: "Lord of Light, please give me instructions."

The Lord of Light said: "First, no power over 15 shall be displayed on the battlefield, and only used in private shall be allowed. Second, you shall not appear on the battlefield in real form, you must use the appearance of a mortal. Third, if you want to deal with him in public places, you must use the weapons of a mortal, fighter cannons, dense arrays, swords, etc.."

The Titan God King shouted: "There are too many restrictions!"

The Lord of Light smiled faintly and said, "No, not many, he is just a mortal after all. Although he is strong in strength, his reaction speed, physical strength, and energy are all mortals. And you are gods who are not sleepless and will not be tired. Can you be less than a mortal if you are slightly restricted?"

The Titan God King shook his head: "How is that possible? I just feel a little frustrated."

The Lord of Light said: "This rule is actually protecting you. Don't forget that the great magicians of the Tang Dynasty also have the power to kill the true gods, and the silent people underground, and do not want the powerful magic to appear on the battlefield. A hundred years ago, even the two supreme true gods fell because of this. Haven't you learned your lesson?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gods disappeared.

The Lord of Light continued: "I know that all the true gods who fought took certain risks. The original intention was not to slaughter mortals, but to maintain established rules. Therefore, the Heavenly Committee issued a reward order that any true god who fought to kill the dragon descendants could obtain 100 spiritual source stones. If they could kill the dragon descendants, they would obtain 500 spiritual source stones."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the gods suddenly lit up.

A spiritual source stone contains a large amount of spiritual quality, and spiritual quality is the fuel for gods to maintain divine fire. Generally, a level 15 true god who works hard for one year will probably get 1 spiritual source stone.

Now you can get 100 spiritual source stones as long as you go to battle. This reward is really generous, and the gods cannot be moved.

After a long time, the Fairy Queen suddenly laughed: "Lord of Light, you only mentioned the reward for killing the dragon descendants. What if you can persuade him to serve the extraordinary alliance?"

The Lord of Light smiled faintly: "This is also a method. If a god can find a way to persuade him, let him join the extraordinary alliance, and act according to the rules, I will personally reward him with 500 spiritual source stones. With the reward from the Heavenly Committee, it will be 1,000 yuan."

"Hiss~~~"

The gods took a breath of air conditioning, and the income of 1,000 spiritual source stones was too rich, enough to make the gods fight for it.

But how should we persuade this dragon descendant?

Each god began to think about his brains and began to think about his plans.

The Lord of Light finally said, "All the true gods, let's start acting now."

The gods responded: "Yes, Lord of Light."

Then, the gods on the throne disappeared one after another, and in the end, only the Lord of Light and a group of archangels who remained silent all the time.

Among the angels, the angels with 8 wings on the back of the top, and each pair of wings was filled with a rich buttery holy light. He stood up and bowed slightly to the Lord of Light: "My Lord, what are your instructions?"

The Lord of Light waved to the 8-winged Angel: "Come here, come and come to me."

Angel McColler leaned down and lay on the steps of the throne of the gods. He climbed to the foot of the Lord of Light like a puppy, reached out to hold his calves, and said humbly: "Ah~ Praise my Lord~ Praise the Lord of Light~"

"Sit up straight."

McColler did so.

The Lord of Light leaned over slightly, approached McColler's ear, and whispered softly.

As McColler listened, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but whisper: "My Lord, is he really that powerful?"

The Lord of Light had finished speaking, sat upright again, his body covered with endless and colorful golden light, endless magnificence and majesty.

"Go, my servants, do what I say."

McColler stopped asking, lay on the ground, humbly retreated back to his throne, and then hundreds of archangels sang tribute chants and slowly disappeared into a white holy light.

The Lord of Light's eyes turned to the light mirror again. In the mirror, the dragon descended no longer pondered and was chatting with a full-time mother with a child passing by. He seemed to have told some joke, and the young and beautiful mother was trembling with laughter.

No matter from which perspective, this guy is a mortal who can't be more vulgar. But who would have thought that he actually had the great power to crush Leon Morgan?

The Lord of Light whispered: "Dragonborn, Dragonborn, how powerful are your power?"

With so many gods trying to test, you should be able to get a rough outline, right?
Chapter completed!