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"We're finally out!" When he thought of the power that the demon sword unleashed at the end, Simba's heart was still trembling. "We really ran out of ammunition and food."
Wang Zhong was also exhausted. He raised his head and lay down. With Solomon's final words and some of the fragments that he understood, Wang Zhong could faintly guess the entire situation. It was slightly beyond his imagination. Humans were too insignificant. They were like toys for a three-year-old child …
If it was anyone else, their worldview would have collapsed. However, Wang Zhong was not an ordinary person. At this moment, he even felt a sense of relief. Whether it was pursuing eternal life or following in the footsteps of a more powerful civilization, these things were extremely dazzling to young people, but at this moment, he was not interested in them at all. After the life and death battle that concerned two great civilizations ended, what appeared in Wang Zhong's mind was the insignificant but peaceful city of Tianjing. Of course, he could not do without the company of his lover and relatives … If he returned to Tianjing to settle down, he did not know if Uncle Wang and Aunt Shea would come back to see him.
He let out a long breath and lay down in relaxation. He could not leave this place and could only wait for the six god-leveled experts to finish dealing with the demon sword and come out.
"Lao Wang, Lao Wang!" Beside him, Simba was still excited. Just now, it was because of his existence that victory was decided. As expected, Lord Simba was a great existence that could not be missed. "What exactly did you decide? What a satisfying victory! "
Simba chattered curiously. He was only the executor of the fate roulette, not the maker or decision-maker. Wang Zhong was the one who made the decision. Just now, the situation was urgent, and Lao Wang did not reveal it to him. As a result, this naturally gossipy person could not help but feel an itch in his heart.
Wang Zhong laughed. "Take a guess?"
"Did you decide that the devouring space had become weaker? Or did you decide that your ruler's domain had become stronger? " Simba scratched his head. This great sage was stumped. "If that's the case, it doesn't make sense. Those two powers were both stronger than you. As long as they were involved, the success rate should be very low. However, I felt that the success rate was 100% …"
"Why do you think Solomon threw away the demon sword and gave up the battle in the end?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.
"Ah?"
Simba was dumbfounded. With his and Wang Zhong's understanding of solomon, he was indeed not someone who would easily choose to give up.
"I asked Solomon to temporarily 'recover' his Heroic Soul." Wang Zhong smiled. "He's only at the Heroic Soul Stage, so he's not qualified to guide the demon sword. Thus, although the power of the demon sword is still very strong, it's just like a plate of loose sand. It's no match for a ruler. When he sensed the changes in his body and realized that he only had the power of a Heroic Soul, do you think that he would have the courage to continue fighting with me other than giving up? "
"Oh …" Simba was dumbfounded for a long time. He had never thought that Lao Wang would make such a judgment even if he racked his brains. Furthermore, with the power that the Fate Roulette had absorbed, the success rate of judging a Heavenly Soul whose strength was far inferior to Wang Zhong's was very high.
Simba only came back to his senses after a long while. "F * ck … Old Wang, you're so sneaky!"
It couldn't help but swallow its saliva and said with a look of disgust, "No matter how shameless Solomon is, he only uses external forces to strengthen himself. You … are too cheap! It's so pitiful to be your opponent! "
"That wasn't his own ability in the first place." Wang Zhong rolled his eyes. "He wasn't my match in the first place."
"… Damn you!"
Outside the phoenix ruins, they waited for three days.
Even though the six god-leveled experts were very powerful, Wang Zhong could sense that the power that the demon sword had released at the final juncture was even more powerful than any of the six god-leveled experts. As a result, Wang Zhong was slightly apprehensive as he waited.
Finally, after a full three days, the six god-leveled experts reappeared beside the transmission array.
As compared to their high spirits when they entered, the six god-leveled experts were now in an extremely sorry state. All of them looked extremely exhausted and were covered in injuries. Sacred Teacher Timo even needed Uncle Zhang's support to stand. Meanwhile, the Octopus Sword God was being carried by Dhomuta and seemed to be on his last breath.
However, even though they were in such a sorry state and tired state, they could not hide the joy and excitement on their faces. There was a long, golden box in the ceremonial god Domiguer's hand that was covered in runes, as if something was sealed inside. Wang Zhong could sense waves of pure, rich, and powerful aura that did not seem to belong to this world. However, it was different from the brutality and evilness that the demon sword gave off. This powerful aura was filled with hope and connected to an unknown future.
"My dear friends!" Ceremonial God Dhomiguer laughed out loud. "Please come to the Mizobudapi Imperial City. Friend Timo's injuries need to be treated. With the biological healing standards of the Mizobudapi World, I believe that he will be able to recover as quickly as possible!"
"Thank you." Uncle Zhang and Sacred Teacher Timo did not decline. Now that the important matter had been settled, it did not mean that it was over. As the representatives sent by the Patriarch Society, there were still many follow-up details that needed to be discussed in detail. Treating Sacred Teacher Timo was just a nice excuse.
"Wang Zhong." Meanwhile, Sword Faction Suzerain Dhomuta smiled and looked at Wang Zhong, who had waited here for three days. "I'll give the Nebula Sword to you. The grudges from before have been written off. The Sword Faction Academy welcomes you at any time."
Other people might think that this was very normal, but only those who knew Sword Faction Suzerain Dhomuta knew how difficult it was to make this simple-minded Sword God give up on his hatred. This was definitely not just because Wang Zhong had made a great contribution, but also because Dhomuta had given Wang Zhong's greatest affirmation and recognition.
Dhomiguer smiled. He had been worried that this old friend of his would seek revenge on the humans. Now, it seemed that he had worried too much.
"Let's go."
At that moment, he hugged the golden rune box with his left hand and waved his right hand in the air. Wang Zhong did not sense any spatial fluctuations, but a transmission gate had already appeared in front of him.
Wang Zhong was slightly awestruck. As expected, there was a distance that was difficult to cross between different realms. As expected of the Sacrificial God Warlock God, who was known as the strongest among the Octopus people. His control over the rules of space had truly returned to its natural state. There was no dazzle in the sky, and using it was as natural as breathing. This was the true path.
On the other side of the transmission gate was the imperial city of the Octopus people.
The moment Wang Zhong successfully defeated solomon and the six god-leveled experts entered the space to suppress the demon sword, news of the civilization test had already spread to the imperial city through Dhomiguer. They had already made various preparations to celebrate. At that moment, the entire city was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. There was a sea of people everywhere, and countless members of the royal family, who wore golden phoenix clothing, lined up in a massive ceremonial formation and anxiously waited beside the transmission array.
When they saw Dhomiguer walk out with the golden rune box, even though they were mentally prepared, all the members of the Octopus royal family were so excited that they could not control themselves. Some even had tears streaming down their faces and wailed loudly. An Octopus person wearing a crown knelt in front of Dhomiguer and excitedly took the rune box from his hands. Then, he stood up and raised it high above his head.
The entire city instantly erupted into a frenzy after a moment of extreme silence. The ceremonial formation started to play a strange drum music that was filled with celebration. Various excited cries and cheers were mixed in with the festive drum music. It seemed extremely excited and crazy.
Wang Zhong and Uncle Zhang stood beside Dhomiguer and looked at the celebration that filled the city. They could not help but be affected by the atmosphere. Even Wang Zhong, who did not understand the entire situation, could sense how heavy the price that they had paid to suppress this celebration was. However, to the humans and the Octopus people, cooperation was definitely a good thing. After all, they were about to face a brand new and terrifying group. It would be extremely foolish to settle old scores now.
At that moment, many members of the Octopus royal family, who had wanted to kill him, came over to shake hands with him. They used their clumsy human language to invite him to the grand gathering and various celebratory activities at night. The atmosphere was just right. Suddenly, they heard an anxious voice screaming from the crowd on the street. "I am a hero! I am a hero! Don't stop me! I want to speak to Master! "
The voice was slightly familiar. Wang Zhong turned around in surprise and saw a few Octopus people guards in charge of maintaining order on the street holding up a Polylegged person. It was Tatamu. It only had four legs left, and there were bandages wrapped around its broken legs. It was struggling with all its might and claimed to be a hero. How could the guards believe it? Naturally, they wanted to capture it as a troublemaker.
Tatamu was probably excited when it saw that Wang Zhong had finally noticed it. Its tears flowed wildly like a tap that had been opened. It wailed loudly. "Master Wang Zhong! It's me, your most loyal servant. I finally see you again. Please take me away! "
Wang Zhong laughed. It seemed that ever since they parted at the phoenix remains, this fellow's life had not been very good.
He had stayed in the Octopus people's imperial city for three days. Although he had been served with all sorts of high standards, frankly speaking, the Octopus people's food was not delicious. Furthermore, their maid culture was too much for Lao Wang. They were too enthusiastic and served him in all sorts of details. Every time he rejected them, he had to put in a lot of effort. He had even made the Octopus people maids tear up. It was as if Lao Wang had done something wrong to them.
During this period of time, he had talked to Uncle Zhang once. Uncle Zhang had fulfilled his promise and told Wang Zhong the so-called truth.
There was an absolute center in the Fifth Dimension that had been created by dozens of peak civilizations. It was the place closest to the higher dimensions. All the powerful civilizations in the Fifth Dimension had joined in and gathered their strength to step into the higher dimensions. This alliance of various civilizations was also known as the Dimensional Star Alliance.
Civilizations that entered the Star Alliance had the right to share the knowledge reserves of all civilizations of the same level according to their civilization level. They could also exchange resources with each other. This was a fatal attraction to any civilization. It was the most important and fastest way to rapidly soar. However, it was very obvious that there was a threshold for civilizations to enter the Star Alliance. According to the rules of the Star Alliance, only civilizations that were level-4 and above were qualified. Furthermore, once a civilization reached level-4, they only needed the guidance and introduction of an existing civilization in the Star Alliance. Then, they would be able to join the Star Alliance after passing the Star Alliance's test.
Furthermore, hundreds of years ago, the Octopus people had obtained this chance to take the test. At that time, the Octopus people were far more powerful than they were now. However, at the crucial moment of the test, a human visited them. That human was the Holy Saint Teacher who had unintentionally wandered here. The powerful Holy Saint Teacher was very friendly with the Octopus people at first and had even become a guest of the Octopus people's royal family. He also understood that the entire Mizobudapi World was talking about this civilization leap that they were excited about.
However, the difficulty of the test was beyond imagination. The Octopus people, who were full of confidence, saw that they were about to fail. The Holy Saint Teacher tried his best to turn the tide, but even though they passed the test, they still failed in the end because of the interference from an external civilization. However, the Star Alliance gave them a chance to take a make-up test. However, the Star Alliance's "bad taste" made them speechless. Only war could cause the Angel of Misfortune to descend, and this Holy Battle had occurred. They were meat on the chopping block. Both sides could only continuously increase the stakes and try their best to reduce their losses.
Fortunately, this was still within the acceptable range of the Star Alliance. "Based on our current understanding of the situation, there are many standards for the level-4 civilization test in the Star Alliance. If it is a test of martial power, then the main standard is to measure the combat level of a Saint-leveled expert. Thus, the test mainly looks at the potential of a Saint-leveled expert from a civilization. Thus, we, as god-leveled experts, cannot interfere in the test. We never thought that the power of the demon sword would reach such a level. I really don't know if the Star Alliance is deliberately making things difficult for us, or if our understanding of Saint-leveled experts is far inferior to that of the high-leveled civilizations in the Star Alliance. "Uncle Zhang sighed.
"Fortunately, we have you. If not … no matter what, we have finally passed the test. The ceremonial god has obtained the key to the Star Alliance. Yesterday, he contacted the person in charge of the Star Alliance. The Mizobudapi civilization and the human civilization will join the Star Alliance as a level-4 civilization. At that time, the human civilization will also be given a transmission key. We are prepared to build the transmission point in the Holy City.
"There will be many conveniences after joining the Star Alliance. With our authority, we can share the various knowledge of the level-4 civilizations in the Star Alliance, regardless of whether it is in terms of technology or cultivation. We can also conduct trade with the other level-4 civilizations in the Star Alliance. At the same time, we will receive a certain degree of protection from the Star Alliance. At the very least, we will not have to worry about any high-leveled civilizations destroying the human race for no reason. Although we have to pay sufficient resources to the Star Alliance as a membership fee every year, which will be a huge burden, overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Next, the human civilization will enter a period of rapid development.
"Furthermore, as a level-4 civilization that has joined the Star Alliance, the human race will receive several hundred qualifications to enter the divine territory every year. That is the center of the Fifth Dimension and also the gathering point of the various top civilizations in the Star Alliance. I heard that there are better cultivation conditions there and can give the elites of various races a chance to pursue true immortality."
Wang Zhong simply smiled and did not comment. Compared to the distant so-called Star Alliance, there was only a figure waiting for him in the base in his mind.
The war had ended.
In the eyes of the ordinary soldiers who did not know what was going on, the end of the Holy War was as abrupt as the beginning. The day before, they were still fighting in a bloody mess. The next day, the humans and the Mizobudapi people had signed a treaty of peaceful coexistence.
In this Holy War between the humans and the Octopus people, there were no losers. Regardless of whether it was the humans or the Octopus people, they had obtained what they needed. The Dimensional Star Alliance had finally sent their noble will to the Holy Land of the humans and the Mizobudapi World. They had conducted a civilization rating for both sides. In the end, the human civilization was rated as a "level-4 civilization" by the Dimensional Star Alliance. To the humans, this was a historic leap.
Naturally, the Holy Land was satisfied with this result. After receiving the Star Alliance's rating, this war and all the sacrifices had real value. Furthermore, to the humans, being a level-4 civilization was a massive leap forward. The minimum requirement to join the Star Alliance was to be a level-4 civilization. Everything in the Star Alliance was tempting to the humans. Most importantly, the humans were no longer a "slaughterhouse" that the high-leveled civilizations could do whatever they wanted. Ordinary people did not know, and even many people in the Holy Land did not know. This was a secret of the Patriarch Society and had been left behind by the Holy Saint Teacher.
The various beliefs of the humans came from the influence of other civilizations. Simply put, those high-leveled civilizations treated the humans as playgrounds or pig farms and wantonly harvested their beliefs. As for how to turn their beliefs into power, it might represent power above the Heavenly Soul Stage. Furthermore, all of this originated from the Star Alliance. How to join the Star Alliance, control one's own fate, and obtain the protection of the rules had become the only mission of the Patriarch Society for the past few hundred years.
"Everyone, after 300 years of preparation and planning, we have finally achieved our wishes!"
"Cheers!"
In the Holy Land Patriarch Society, a group of patriarchs cast aside their usual solemn and respectful demeanor. They were as happy as children who had used all sorts of methods to obtain their favorite toy.
"To — the Holy Saint Teacher."
"As well as the sacrifices that have been made for this."
"History will not forget them."
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
Although being a level-4 civilization was the lowest standard to enter the Star Alliance, they were still protected by the rules of the Star Alliance. This meant that other members of the Star Alliance could invade them at will. At the same time, 100 people were allowed to enter the Star Alliance to train every year. The people from the Patriarch Society wanted to enter the Star Alliance the most, but it was a pity that they did not have this opportunity. In the eyes of the Star Alliance, they were all old and useless people who had stagnated for many years and had destroyed their ability to continue moving forward. Thus, the Star Alliance had strict requirements for these 100 people!
"They must be in the Foundational Stage before the age of 40 on Earth!"
In human terms, this meant that there were 100 Heavenly Souls who were not over 40 years old!
The Foundational Stage was one of the most basic conditions for survival in the Star Alliance. This was something that could not be discounted.
This was definitely an extremely harsh condition. Humans in the Heavenly Soul Stage were not rare, but it was really difficult to find those who were under 40 years old. Usually, it was thought that there were many geniuses in the Holy Land, but if one really wanted to find them, the number … would simply drive the patriarchs crazy. On one hand, they wanted the warriors in the Holy Land to not suppress their realms and to quickly increase their cultivation in order to obtain this opportunity. On the other hand, they opened up the Earth. The Federation, the Empire, and every inch of land that was inhabited by humans had begun the selection process. The patriarchs were helpless. The conditions were harsh, and they could only count as one person. As for whether they were suitable, whether they had a sense of belonging to the Holy Land, or whether they were loyal to the humans, they no longer cared. After all, this concerned the life and death of the human race. A place like the Dimensional Star Alliance was definitely more inferior than the Holy Land.
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