Slaughter God’s Journey to Immortality - C87

“Where is this space?” The High Priest replied, “This is an independent space opened up by His Majesty the War God. As you can see, it was originally connected to our real world’s main plane, and this was also the place where the War God Shrine was at that time. However, during the subsequent battles, the High Priest was extremely worried, so he used his divine power to separate this place from the main plane. “Alright, since you’ve received your present, I’ll send you out.” Werther hurriedly said, “My injuries haven’t recovered yet …” The High Priest laughed, “This is the War God Shrine, the holy land of the Beast Race. After all, it’s not a good thing for you to stay here, and your father has already sent people to ask the Beast Race several times, hoping that you could return to the Klein Empire as soon as possible. Something big seems to have happened. ”

Werther’s heart stirred. He asked, “What’s the big deal?” The High Priest shrugged. “I’m only responsible for praying to the gods. I don’t care about anything else.” Werther was furious, but he couldn’t say anything else. The High Priest laughed, “I have been getting along very well with you little fellow, if you have time, you can come find me at the Beast race. The High Priest laughed,” I have gotten along very well with you little fellow, if you have time, you can come find me at the Beast race. Werther asked, “Then what about the patriarchs of the Tiger and Wolf Clans? Does the Beast King intend to kill them? ”

The High Priest revealed a mysterious smile, “Every Beastmen are the most pious subjects of the War God and the Beast God. They were just muddle-headed and did not see the situation unfold. “Alright, I’ve said a lot. Goodbye!” Pointing at Werther, Werther felt his surroundings spin, followed by a chaotic flash of light. He was completely unconscious from then on.

When Werther regained his senses again, the sunlight on his face made him realize that he was back in the desert again. Sitting up and feeling better, Werther couldn’t help but feel a belly full of fire, looking left and right at the place where he was sucked into the War God’s space, he also calmly set off, first quietly sitting cross-legged, using the pure Ether Qi released by the Tree of Life to nourish his whole body once. This kind of innate zhenqi was truly marvelous, it could even heal the injuries of his soul.

When his vitality had recovered to a certain extent, Werther stood up, identified the direction, and set foot on the road back to Klein. He did not plan to completely condense all the acupuncture points in his body in this desert. Firstly, it would take too long, and secondly, his father was worried that he had absorbed too much fire elemental energy, so he was afraid that he might be able to convert it into chaos true qi. However, the fire poison was not enough, and it would not be good for his body.

Traveling alone in the desert, he didn’t have to worry about supplies, but he could enjoy the peace and quiet. After walking for a month, he returned to the desert kingdom of Loke. He then entered the capital city of Morales and found a small inn to stay. Last time when he was cultivating, he had accidentally caused such a big commotion, so he had to keep a low profile. Late at night, Werther was lying on his bed resting. Suddenly, his ears twitched and he sat up. He said coldly, “Since you’re here, please come in.” With a chuckle, a young man dressed as a desert warrior walked in. Behind him were eight fully armed warriors, standing respectfully at the entrance. This youngster was Prince Fitz. Smiling, he said, “Sir Werther is indeed formidable. This prince has intentionally restrained his aura, but you still noticed.”

Werther said coldly, “I recognize your aura. You and the other Sword Saint have followed us all the way to the central desert of the Beastmen Tribe. Looking at your attire and your followers, are you the prince of this country?” Fitz clapped his hands and laughed, “As expected of the one who defeated that bastard Karov, you have a unique vision. I am Prince Fitz of the Kingdom of Loke. On that day, my teacher, the Flame Sword Saint, Lord Rune, secretly protected your caravan all the way to the territory of the Beastmen. Therefore, I have instructed my subordinates that once Sir Werther comes to my country again, they must immediately report to me. This prince will personally come to see a young hero like you. ”

Werther pursed his lips. This guy had been trying to get close to them since the very start. Moreover, he had been following the caravan at first, but it was obvious that he was hostile towards them. He directly said, “Your Royal Highness, if there’s anything that is worth your late night visit, please state it clearly.”

Fitz said, “That was refreshing! To be honest, the main purpose of my visit was to discuss a deal with your country. The Beast Race received secret support from your country. Furthermore, not long ago, the Beast King had also consolidated the internal conflicts within the Beast Race and subdued the two races. Soon, they would send out troops to declare war on Kaiser! This big battle would surely not end until one of them was killed. This was also a godsend opportunity, as long as you take the opportunity to send troops to attack Caesar, even if Adolf, that madman, a soldier of war, were to be defeated by the gods, it would be impossible to redeem the fate of Kaiser’s demise! And my Empire of Loke is willing to help your country deal with the Kaiser Empire! ”

Werther said coldly, “What are the conditions?” Fitz laughed. “The conditions are very simple. As long as you admit that our Roarke Empire is the only kingdom in the desert and then give us some of the territory of Kaiser you acquired, that’s fine.” Werther was amused in his heart. Why did all these people who wanted to form alliances come looking for him? The Rock Heel was for the survival of the entire tribe, but the Prince of Fitz was for the satisfaction of his own ambition.

Werther’s eyes darted around. “Your Royal Highness, thank you for being the new prince and for telling me such an important decision, but I am only a small Baron in the Klein Kingdom. I am just a lowly noble, and can’t help you at all.” I think you should invite someone else. ”

Fitz’s eyes flashed, and he smiled, “Sir Werther, you are too modest. Your father is the most popular minister in the Klein Empire, and it is not surprising that he will become Prime Minister in the future. Since you have the power of a Sword Saint at such a young age, and also with Nicholas of the Holy See personally approving you, you must be the rising star of the empire in Klein within three years. However, Sir Werther, you don’t have to mind it too much. It’s not that I want you to express your opinion now, but I just want you to pass this kindness of mine to your father.

Werther lazily said, “Your Highness, don’t worry. I’ll definitely pass on your kind intentions. Alright, late at night, I’m also tired. I won’t be sending Your Highness off.” Please do as you please, Your Highness. ” Fitz’s lips trembled slightly. He stared at Werther for a long time before nodding. “Alright, it’s already late. Please rest early. This Prince won’t disturb you any longer.” He turned around and left. His subordinate came forward and whispered, “Your Royal Highness, this fellow doesn’t know what’s good for him. Do you want …”

Fitz slapped him across the face and cursed, “Bastard! This is our country’s honored guest, if you can’t even invite him, you better listen carefully. Anyone who dares to speak such words will be demoted to a slave! “Scram!” He left in big strides. It was just that he had personally witnessed how this young master Roland could fight against Rommel’s Fighting Fist, and Roon had also said that if he fought, even he did not have absolute confidence in winning. Thus, even though he was furious, he did not dare to start a fight, and furthermore, he still needed to rely on him to contact the Klein Kingdom.

In the room, Werther sneered as he listened to Fitz’s conversation with his men. He paid no heed to Fitz’s suggestion and turned off the light to sleep. All he had to do was tell his father and let him think about the rest. Early the next morning, Werther expected that Fitz would send someone to wait on him, and without a word of greeting, he fled, heading north to the Klein Empire. At the edge of the desert, at the border of the Klein Empire, Werther suddenly had a feeling. He raised his head to look at the sky and couldn’t help but open his mouth wide. He saw a silver-colored creature spreading its wings and swiftly flying towards the north from thousands of meters in the sky. Werther had seen this kind of creature in countless pictures. He recognized it at a glance as a group of creatures standing at the top of the pyramid of species in this world — dragons!