Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After acquiring the Weapon Card, Lin Xiao no longer hesitated. With a deep voice, he said, “I want to challenge the bonus test.”
“Excellent!”
The class teacher levitated the crystal dice in his hand in front of Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao reached out to grab it, and he shockingly found out that this item was a strange and unique one. It could isolate the influence of any form of energy, including Divine Power. It was just right to be used as a dice. Even if a True God were to toss this item, the outcome would still depend on their luck.
“Hooh!”
Holding the dice, he gently exhaled and tossed it. The crystal dice fell onto an invisible screen in front of him and rolled several times, and the number 11 appeared before his eyes.
“What the heck?!”
Lin Xiao’s face fell.
His luck was terrible. The elevenfold difficulty gave him a bunch of mixed feelings.
Class teacher Wu Hai’s expression wasn’t that great either. With a trace of regret on his face, he said, “You’re pretty unlucky. Try your best.”
He couldn’t do anything about this outcome. Although he wished for all his students to become successful, the resources he had weren’t infinite. He could only provide the chance to his best student.
To assess whether a student was excellent enough, he would rely on their performance in every combined classroom and test.
Lin Xiao’s performance this time caught him by surprise, but he couldn’t do anything about his terrible luck.
“You have one month to prepare.”
After Wu Hai uttered this sentence, his projection turned into a ray of golden light and left the Divine Realm.
“Unfortunate!”
“Very unfortunate!”
He and tutor Zhen Wenzhuo sighed simultaneously. Looking at each other, Wu Hai said, “Watch over him. I’ll go observe the other places.”
Inside Lin Xiao’s Divine Realm, both teachers gave him a death sentence. He himself, on the other hand, wasn’t feeling too dejected.
An elevenfold difficulty may be terrifying, but it wasn’t that he was completely powerless in retaliation. It was just that his losses would be massive. But if he could complete the test and obtain the Divine Realm Card, it would have an unimaginable effect on his future development.
Divine Realm Cards were too hard to come by. What’s more, it was a super rare Legendary 5-Star Divine Realm Card, and the land type it would provide was very, very awesome. The card could literally alter the overall structure of his Divine Realm, allowing him to transform his entire game plan in one go.
At present, his Divine Realm was basically all water, which was still okay in the early stages. However, approaching the middle and late stage, the terrain would greatly hamper his development.
Land in a Divine Realm must not consist of one single type. Having just one type of land may cause one to be very strong in one aspect, but it would also leave a massive weak point. His Divine Realm only had one race in the form of Murlocs. If the situation didn’t change, it would make it so that he could only add in aquatic races in the future.
Such a configuration may make him almost invincible in the waters, but it wouldn’t work if he was placed in other environments.
When he reached eleventh grade next year, the difficulty of the regular combined classes and monthly tests would increase greatly, especially the monthly placement test. It was very likely that they would be asked to invade some extremely small plane fragments, and this would require them to go to different environments.
It would be fine if he was sent to a similar watery environment. But if the planes he were to invade had a desert terrain like that of the arid Gobi desert, how far would his army of aquatic Murlocs make it?
For a long time, Lin Xiao had been thinking about how he could bring about some changes. Now that the opportunity had presented itself to him, how could he not seize it?
A month to prepare wasn’t that long. He immediately had his consciousness possess his vessel in the form of the Murloc leader and gathered every Murloc in the center of the tribe.
This time, he didn’t do anything extra. He directly announced that a very powerful group of enemies would soon invade the realm, and the Great Lord of the Grey Mist had bestowed upon them weapons to assist them in their battle.
Then, the prayer ceremony began.
He didn’t have to find a reason, but the necessary rituals were still a must. After all, this was a world of Gods. In front of his believers, he had to maintain the secretiveness and prestige a God should have at all times.
When the more than 600 Murlocs surrounded the altar at the center of the tribe, their numbers still seemed pretty considerable as they covered an extremely large area. However, it was estimated that many of them would perish a month later. This wave of attacks would definitely inflict great harm on their vitality.
As the prayer drew to a close, accompanied by a faint melodious singing, the phantom of a golden portal appeared above the altar. It looked just like the Door of Heaven. Two seemingly powerful golden-armored warriors opened the Door of Heaven, and a group of little palm-sized angels flew out and sang while surrounding the Door of Heaven.
The Murlocs around the altar were stunned to see this scene. Seeing this, Lin Xiao issued a heavy cough, and the Murlocs hurriedly lowered their heads and prayed even more piously.
At this moment, Lin Xiao’s real body, hovering above the sky, felt that at this very instant, more than fifty True Believers had become Devout Believers.
“What a damned pity this is!”
But the arrow was already on the bow. It was too late to regret it.
As a dazzling ray of golden light struck the central altar from the Door of Heaven, the Door of Heaven slowly became illusory and eventually vanished.
On the altar, there were piles of short spears measuring only 1.5 meters with a total of 1,000.
The Murloc leader walked up to the altar, drew a short spear, raised it high up, and shouted, “These are the weapons the Lord of the Grey Mist has bestowed upon us. My children, raise your weapons and defeat the invaders!”
A short spear was hurled outwards. The Greymist Murloc nearest to the altar subconsciously caught the short spear. When it raised its head and saw its leader’s oppressive gaze, it subconsciously groveled and shouted at the Sacred Emblem on the altar, “Almighty Lord of the Grey Mist, I, your faithful servant, am willing to sacrifice my humble life.”
“Excellent!”
The Murloc leader drew a short spear and threw it to another Murloc Fighter, and watched the Murloc as it loudly declared the same oath.
Short spears were thrown out one after another. One-by-one, the Greymist Murlocs raised their short spears and sworn their oaths.
This was the fanaticism of religion. When the atmosphere was appropriate, when a sufficient number of beings with the same ideology were gathered in one place, they would be able to affect the minds of the others.
This wasn’t only a psychological effect, but also a spiritual effect.
When the two were superimposed, even if a non-believer were to stay in the tribe for a long time, the entity would succumb to the religion in spite of itself.
The weapon distribution only lasted for a day. The ritual was carried out for the first part of the Murloc Fighters and the most pious group of Murlocs. At later phases, it would no longer be necessary, because over time, the ferventness of one’s spirit would always calm down at some point. Mobilizing emotions by then would be of little avail.
All the Greymist Murlocs were given their weapons, and Lin Xiao’s incarnation personally led them in training and mastering the weapon.
The short spear was actually one of the most suitable weapons for Murlocs, and it just happened to be able to exert the power of the ability Salted Fish Spike. Unleashing this ability with the stone-tips of bone knives would never be as powerful as using the ability with Refined Iron spearheads.
One month passed. Lin Xiao’s incarnation had been leading the Murlocs in their training. At present, all the Murlocs could already unleash the ability with their new weapons.
When the time arrived, Lin Xiao’s real body above the skies of the Divine Realm felt a slight vibration over the entire Divine Realm. The portal that appeared once again. Groups of Serpentmen walked out of the portal under the leadership of even stronger Serpentmen leaders and arranged themselves into a formation.
On the other side of the coastline, the entire Murloc tribe boiled up. All the tribal Murlocs walked out of the tribe, gathered outside the tribe under his command, and flocked to the north of the beach in a disorderly formation, as before.