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Finally, he felt the pressure from the thunder slightly change color, but it was definitely not a panic attack, and his expression was still as calm as before. With a flatten of his hands, a cosmic space replaced the entire background world. Countless stars shone with divine light, splitting the chaotic yet concentrated elements.

"With the Soul Power as a foundation, even the purest of power cannot surpass the rules of a god."

With a grab of Thunder's hand, all of the god race undead in the sky settled down. Although their expressions were unnatural, and some were even warped by anger, they had no way of resisting against this kind of deprivation of power, and could only allow Thunder to toy with them.

"Do you understand?"

Thunder stopped and looked at god race undead in the sky.

"Are we really lost?"

The fire of soul in Thunder's hands emitted an illusory brilliance, as it swayed, it could disappear at any time. Such a state was terrifying for any undead, no matter how strong they were before they died.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice finally drifted out from the underworld Paradise, "Poor god race, you have finally realized how shallow your skills are. Although it's a bit late, there's still room for turning back. "

All the god race undead s looked around, obviously not knowing that there was someone beside them that could deceive them.

Thunder did not make any movement, only seeing a black shadow walk out from the front of Thunder. This was a tall old magician, with a dignified demeanor that carried a bit of vicissitudes of life, but his eyes were as bright and spirited as torches, as though they could pierce into a person's soul.

A god race undead asked in a stern voice, "How long have you been hiding by our side for?"

old magician replied with a smile: "It's been a long time. When I arrived at the underworld, I immediately sensed your special existence. Although the other underworld emperors did not dare to offend you guys, I still came. I don't remember the exact time either. I only remember it for a very long time, at least a hundred years ago. "

The faces of the god race undead disciples were exceptionally unsightly.

To stay by his side as an existence surpassing oneself for more than a hundred years while being unaware, how ironic was that? The arrogance in the god race undead s' bones was instantly battered to the point that their skin was not even covered. They did not know how to handle the situation in front of them like this.

Thunder asked with a smile, "You are the Undead Tutor Rodríguez?"

old magician laughed and gave a tacit confirmation.

Thunder then continued, "You have already succeeded in obtaining the kindling of divine fire, but you have never been able to find the divine position you belong to, so you asked the Great Dragon for help, and in the end came to underworld. But you have been here for so long, and your power is only stronger than before.

"You know very well."

Rodríguez was a little surprised, as he was very surprised with this strange God of Lightning.

Although Rodríguez knew that Thunder was a True God and his God Power was at least at Elementary Gods's level, Rodríguez was not a useless trash. It had been a hundred years since the kindling of divine fire, and the God Power that had been accumulated was naturally not something an ordinary semi-divine could compare to. At the very least, Rodríguez felt that even if he could not defeat Thunder, he could still calmly escape without facing danger.

But in Thunder's heart, things were completely different.

Rodríguez decided, and asked: "I remember that the God Grace plane is the Great Dragon's word, he wouldn't have allowed other gods to be born, if not I wouldn't have fled far away from the underworld. Since you were able to come here and successfully advance from the weak deity to the lower deity, it can be seen that your strength has matured to the point where even that old undead dragon had no choice but to compromise. "

Thunder replied with a laugh, "That's right, he had no choice but to compromise. Furthermore, he would never be able to compromise with others ever again."

What kind of person was Rodríguez? He immediately understood the meaning behind Thunder's words and questioned: "You can't compromise with anyone anymore, do you mean that he's already dead? Who killed him? "

Thunder replied with a laugh, "Other than me, who else do you think can kill him in the God Blessing Dimension?"

Rodríguez shook his head and replied, "Impossible. Although the divine spark that the Great Dragon inherited was incomplete, the power it possessed completely exceeded what you or I could imagine. It is only his existence that allows us to persevere in our plane and not fall into it. Otherwise, the Abyss and Demon World would have flattened our divine plane long ago. "

Thunder did not want to explain anymore, so he asked directly: "Rodríguez, do you know how many planes there are in our crystal wall world?"

Without even thinking, Rodríguez replied, "Our crystal wall world is very small. We only have the Grace plane, the Abyss plane, Demon World, and underworld four planes in total. In the time of the gods, the Grace plane was the main plane and was the most powerful, while the Demon World and underworld were controlled in the Chaos Faction. The Abyss Plane was the prison of the gods and was the place where the gods exiled the intelligent race who had violated God's might. "

"I understand the place of exile."

Thunder finally understood the situation. However, he immediately summoned the Magic Wheel he got from the Blood City and asked: "And what is that surface traveler? Could there still be a transcendent existence that can freely traverse crystal wall s? "

"You actually have a Dimensional Teleportation Wheel!"

Rodríguez's eyes almost popped out when he saw it, but in the end he sighed and said, "Yes, there is a unique job in this world that allows one to freely travel through crystal wall s. In ancient times, this profession was very prosperous. Even the gods themselves were planar travelers. However, when a mysterious plane traveler in the Abyss Realm unified the entire plane in an extremely short period of time and publicly declared war on the gods, the gods began to expel them and even encircled them, causing this profession to decline. Although the Dimensional Teleportation Wheel in your hands is the lowest level of planar travel, there is no doubt that you are a Planar Traveller. "

"As expected of a teacher of the Undead. Sir's knowledge is sufficient to make a so-called God like me blush."

Thunder did not need to be hypocritical. At his level, strength was strength, weakness was weakness, there was no need to deny it, and there was no need to deceive oneself. Admitting one's weaknesses and praising the strengths of the other was something that every god should do. Of course, the God of Lies and other special gods were exceptions.

"You are a very strange god, very different from the gods in my memories!"

The Rodríguez didn't even try to hide his feelings as he said sincerely: "To be honest, this is the first time I've met such a talkative God like you in hundreds of years, and the first time I've heard of it. What's even weirder is that I don't think you have any ill intentions towards me, I don't need to worry about anything bad happening to you."

Thunder replied with a laugh, "Yes, I'm not that cruel and easy to kill. A god to me is only a type of power. My heart is still a mortal."

Rodríguez thought for a moment, then asked: "Is the Great Dragon dead?"

Thunder replied, "Yes, he was killed by me. Even his shattered divine spark is in my hands."

Rodríguez's body fiercely trembled, and the onlookers of the group of god race undead were all dumbstruck, not knowing how to express the shock in their hearts.

However, the Rodríguez doubted his words: "Impossible, with your divine power, you simply cannot kill him."

Thunder replied, "There is nothing impossible in this world. There was once a semi-divine who controlled two clans who wanted to slaughter gods together with a Ranker from the entire plane. There were also mortals who dared to come here to threaten gods, what was impossible with this world. Moreover, my powers can split into five clones, so all of my strength added together is enough to contend against the Great Dragon. Outside of that, I have grasped the laws of creation, so how could a mere Dragon God Rules be my opponent? "

"Rules of Creation!"

Rodríguez was so shocked that he lost his composure.

When the Thunder Hand flattened, the Profound Universe appeared.

The Rodríguez calmed down: "Un, before I felt that your power of laws was very mysterious, but I didn't feel that it was noble. Now that I'm the one who's in the dark, I made a huge mistake. If I get caught in it, even if I get ten times stronger, I'll still die. "

Rodríguez, who was still in fear, loosened up because he felt that Thunder indeed did not have any intention of killing him.

Thunder invitation said: "Go back, go back to the Grace plane, there are no more tyrannical Gods like the Great Dragon there."

The Rodríguez asked: "Although I feel that you are very easy to talk to, my strategy is very unwise. Are you really willing to share the grace of God with other Gods? "

Thunder laughed and replied, "I'm not that stupid. Controlling a certain amount of power is enough. Benign competition, in which objects compete with each other, is an indispensable part of the rules of creation. "

"The item is in the heavenly lake …"

Hearing that, Rodríguez's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, as though he had understood something.

Thunder said, "Right now, I'm not the only God in this God's Grace plane. In the coming hundred years, two deities would appear in the Elves, and one had already been born in Behemoths, and the second was also about to appear. As for the human race, almost all of the human Gods are my subordinate gods. I believe that you are aware of my strategy. "

"Understood."

The Rodríguez asked: "If I return to the God Grace plane, once I become a god, if I don't move closer, I will have to go to the Northern Lands to develop myself?"

Thunder nodded and replied, "That's the theory. But you can also try to go to the desert kingdom, or the Wilderness beyond the sea. "

However, the Rodríguez smiled and replied, "No, I believe there are quite a few Undead Magician in the continent. It is enough for me to build a foundation of faith in the Northern Kingdom."

"I respect your choice."

With regards to the Rodríguez choosing to go to the north and not willing to become his own subordinate, Thunder had long since been prepared for it, so he naturally wouldn't mind.

After all, if the Rodríguez was included, the structure of the Northern Lands would become one of the top three places in the Wen text. The God of War and the God of the Harvest of Man from the east, the 'Book' Undead Tutor from the human kingdom in the north, while the Lord of the Night's' House 'Lord of the Night and Xue Min Te had cut the relatively barren north. To Thunder, this was definitely a pretty good situation.

Right now, the biggest problem lied with the Rodríguez's position.

Thunder did not allow a position powerful enough to challenge him to appear. Lord of the Night who had the possibility of becoming a new Blood God, and Blood Grace who had the possibility of becoming a God of Ents, did not have much of an impact on the lightning. However, the problem was that if the Rodríguez continued to develop like this, it was very likely to become a Death God, or other powerful Deities like Magic, Undead, or Nether Mushroom etc. This question must be clarified.

The Rodríguez was a smart person and took the initiative to say, "Great God, Death God, magic, and the Undead, these Gods will greatly affect you. Even if you are willing, I do not want to fight for them. If my divine position is too powerful, even if your distinguished self did not intervene, the other Gods would definitely be the first to annihilate me. After all, an overly powerful God was born. "

"What about your direction?"

Thunder was not so easy to fool.

The Rodríguez pointed at his body and said, "Soul, my Divine Job will be the God of Souls."

Thunder's eyebrows creased slightly, but he didn't express anything.

Rodríguez said, "Give me a hundred years, I will definitely be able to seal the gods!"

Thunder also said, "If you can give me a hundred years of recuperation time, I won't need to worry so much."

Thunder and Rodríguez laughed at the same time.