Drip … Drip …
Heavy rain continued to fall from the same spot. It looked like it was raining heavily, drenching the entire ground.
"It's this kind of rain again …"
Angola raised his head, looked at the heavy rain in front of him and said.
At the moment, he was hiding in an abandoned house. Aside from him, there was a young girl standing beside him.
The girl was not very old, looking to be around 15 or 16 years old, but her appearance was extremely beautiful. Her face was incomparably exquisite, incomparably perfect, causing everyone who saw her to be moved and feel stunned.
It was the beauty of life, and it was also the absolute superiority of life.
The girl in front of him had a life essence that far surpassed others. Just by looking at her, he could feel her unique charm. It was like a poison that strongly attracted others.
At the moment, hearing Angola's words, the girl did not say anything. Silently, she looked at the rain before her. Her expression was calm, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Standing at the side, Angola was already used to seeing the girl's reaction.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked as he looked at the girl.
"Nothing …"
The girl replied in Silence. Her expression was calm and indifferent, and her blood-red hair fluttered in the wind. She looked incredibly beautiful.
In response, Angola shrugged and did not mind.
They stood there for a long time until the rain stopped. Only then did they walk into the distance.
Of course, with their current strength, even if the rain was ten times stronger, it would not affect them much.
The reason why he was standing there, aside from subconscious habit, was to appreciate this rare scenery.
In the eyes of the world, the Waste Region was a barren place. It was a dangerous, barbaric, and backward place.
This place was filled with barbarian tribes, orcs, and other races. Legend had it that there were even man-eating Ogres that had appeared and occupied this place.
To a certain extent, this could be considered a forbidden area. Anyone who entered it would most likely not be able to come out.
However, in the past few decades, the Waste Region, which was feared by the world and viewed as a backward place, gradually began to have the aura of civilization.
A huge empire was established here. In just a few decades, it rose from the ground and rose rapidly.
In the Desolate Region, a large number of savage tribes were united, and a large number of dangerous areas were opened up. This caused the area to gradually become inhabited, and the number of merchants who came and went gradually increased.
This was the Adil Empire.
Due to the difference in time, two hundred years had passed in the Magus World, but not even sixty to seventy years had passed in the World of Gods.
In the span of sixty to seventy years, Adil built in this wilderness and began to build the foundation of an empire.
Even though the Wasteland was barren and filled with all sorts of dangers, it was nothing to Adil.
Although this hell was dangerous, as long as the dangerous races that lived there were eliminated and people from other places were moved here, it would become a fertile land sooner or later.
In the past few decades, Adil had been actively attracting people and absorbing the barbarian tribes in the Desolate Region. He had also issued policies to encourage the reproduction of the population.
After a few decades, the vast and boundless Desolate Region was gradually filled with people. Some of the cities were now considered prosperous, comparable to other countries.
They did not pale in comparison to some of the more prosperous cities.
After all, sixty to seventy years might be the blink of an eye to Adil, but to mortals, it was the time of several generations.
A few generations can change everything.
The vast and boundless Desolate Region was gradually filled with people.
At this moment, in the heart of the Adil Empire, Adil Silence looked up at the sudden heavy rain in front of him.
To mortals, a few decades was the time of several generations, but to him, it was like the blink of an eye. Nothing had changed at all.
He was still the same as before, handsome and elegant, with long hair hanging down his back. He looked like a youth, and nothing had changed at all.
Compared to Adil's main body in the Magus World, the only difference was that he did not have the special characteristics that belonged to the elves. He was more human.
Their races were different.
"It's raining again …"
Standing on the spot and looking at the rain in the distance, Adil raised his head in Silence and muttered to himself.
After staying in the Desolate Region for decades, even if he did not pay special attention to the weather, he could gradually understand the changes of the four seasons in the Desolate Region.
The Desolate Region was vast, but the rainfall was far less than that of the countries in the south. The climate was more arid.
Normally, it would rain only a few times a year. Adil had to think of all ways to avoid the drought and prevent the farmland from being damaged.
But this year's situation was very unusual.
In the past, this heavy rain would not happen even once in a few years, but this year it had happened continuously. Up until now, it had rained no less than ten times.
This abnormal situation was obviously out of the ordinary, and Adil was a little concerned.
"The world is starting to react on its own …" A voice sounded behind Adil.
Marr wore a black robe and held a scepter in his hand. With a smile on his face, he walked to Adil's side in Silence.
"Decades have passed, and the battle between the gods has finally begun …"
He looked at Adil in front of him and said seriously, "In the coming period, the originally silent gods will appear one by one. My Lord, you need to be prepared."
"I understand …"
Adil nodded in Silence, his expression calm and not surprised at all.
The ancient gods were about to awaken and return. He had long since expected this.
Marr was just reminding him once again.
In fact, it was not as if he had done nothing in the past few decades apart from building his own empire.
Through Marr's Fate ability, he had sent people to search the surroundings, and even personally walked around the ancient ruins to explore the secrets of the gods. He had gained many things from there.
In these sixty to seventy years, his strength had far surpassed that of when he was still at the Grade 4 realm.
He had reached the Grade 5 realm.
Grade 5 was a very special state in this world, and it was a clear dividing line.
In this world, Grade 4 was already considered a Legend, the peak that mortals could reach.
Grade 5 was the limit of Legends, surpassing the limits of Legends and truly reaching the limits of mortals.
Above the fifth step was the domain of the gods.
Grade 6 was known as a demigod in this world, and only those who had ignited their godfire had the right to reach this level.
Of course, for Adil, he did not need to go through so much trouble.
With the power of the world and his own bloodline, he could try to reach Grade 6 as long as he had enough time, which was the demigod level of this world.
However, if he did that, his attributes from other worlds would be completely exposed to this world.
Not only would he be targeted by the will of the world, but he would also be completely exposed to the eyes of the gods who were about to awaken.
When that time came, it would not be a good ending.
As such, if possible, Adil decided that it was best to rely on this world's methods and not expose his unique existence.
With this in mind, he spent many years searching for the ruins of the gods and exploring many dangerous places.
Perhaps it was luck, but he did not find any divine weapons or broken pieces of divinity, but he did find many other things related to the gods.
For example, some broken pieces of divinity.
The so-called divinity pieces were actually simplified versions of divinity. They had the characteristics of divinity, and were something formed by the combination of the laws and the world's power of this world.
It contained part of the power of the rules that the gods had once mastered, as well as the world's power of this world. To a certain extent, it represented a key to this world.
Only with this key could one truly enter the realm of the gods.
Of course, this kind of thing could be considered precious, but it was also not valuable.
Compared to a complete piece of divinity, this kind of divinity was extremely thin, and the power of rules and world's power contained in it was very little.
It might be very precious to mortals, but for existences above Grade 4, the increase was not that great.
Unless one could have a lot of divinity, accumulating little to make a lot, continuously superimposing, and using quantity to produce a qualitative change.
However, for Adil, these pieces were indeed very useful.
The Slaughter Blood in his body was still playing a role all these years.
Through the Slaughter Blood, he transformed the power of slaughter, and then used a unique secret method to transform it into power for other bodies. It was enough to make the divinity grow continuously and bear lush fruits.
Now, in addition to the power of slaughter of the God of Slaughter and the power of the God of Blood Moon, Adil's body was filled with the power of other gods.
He even obtained some of the divinity of the God of Darkness and the God of Night Watchers through Angola and Sylner.
At this moment, all kinds of messy powers were mixed in his body, each representing an extremely powerful essence, which was above Grade 6.
His whole body was like a hodgepodge.
Of course, to some extent, it also represented great power.
At this moment, Adil was at the top of the Grade 5. Even if he had not reached the peak, he was not far from that level.
He only needed an opportunity to reach the peak of the Grade 5 and approach the realm of the gods that seemed so far away.
And now, this opportunity seemed to have arrived.
The dormant gods were about to officially awaken. At that time, as time continued to develop, the divinity of the gods would continue to appear.
With Adil's current strength, as long as he obtained a broken piece of divinity, he was confident that he could ignite the fire and truly step into the realm of the gods.
Of course, that was a matter for the future.
At this moment, standing in Silence, Adil raised his head and looked into the distance.
In an area that ordinary people could not see, a pure purple soul was descending, slowly falling into a hell. Its whole body shone with the same aura as Adil's.
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