Mythic Card Master: Start with a Knight

late at night.

Crono and Elena left the Wizard Tower.

In the room of the Wizard Tower, Chu Ming looked at the vast snow outside the window, and his consciousness had entered the Kingdom of God.

His consciousness drifted towards the heaven and earth of the Kingdom of God, like a god overlooking the heaven and earth.

After the belief in the godhead was completed, some changes occurred in the country.

This world made of pure divine power and spirit gradually moved closer to matter. Hundreds of thousands of Sunyan people lived in it and expanded the material territory. One floating continent after another appeared in the empty Kingdom of Chaos God.

The mountains, rivers, seas, forests and deserts above are all there, like a small world independent of the main world.

"My God."

Baiye and Cyrus sensed Chu Ming's arrival. The two people who were still carrying the wood growing in the Void Forest stopped and knelt down on one knee.

Chu Ming's expression was calm and his voice was serious, "Bai Ye, Cyrus, from today on, I allow you to go down to the world and spread the faith of Sun Flame and Judgment."

"The end of the world is coming, and we should be prepared to deal with it."

The two giants were startled, and then joy filled their hearts.

In fact, they are different from the creatures on the mainland. Their bodies are completely constructed of divine power. After leaving the Kingdom of God, they are equivalent to wood without roots, and their divine power will dissipate after it is exhausted.

If you want to walk in reality for a long time, you must construct a material body that can accommodate the soul, and this requires divine power.

Even though the two giants would like to return to the human world for a visit, the end is coming and consuming every ounce of the gods' power is a sin.

Chu Ming looked down at the two giants, "I promise to the people of the Kingdom of God that after the end of the world, I will build a body for everyone to walk on earth."

For him, the cost of casting a material body was negligible. What was troublesome was the casting of the divine bodies of the two divine disciples.

Since he dared to spend a lot of divine power to mold the bodies of the two divine disciples, he was naturally sure to obtain more power of faith.

Chu Ming waved, and his eyes returned to reality. The body in the wizard tower penetrated the wall and flew out of the barrier city in an instant, arriving in a snowy field.

The divine brilliance bloomed on the ice and snow, and the giant bones condensed with a faint light. Two giant skeletons appeared, the sinews and blood vessels spread, and red flesh was born in the light.

After a while, two giants wearing battle armor and with flowing black hair stood in the ice and snow, exuding a terrifying aura.

Chu Ming held the godhead in his hand and said softly: "Baiye, Cyrus, wake up."

"Shhhhhh!!"

Spiritual light flew from all directions and fell into the giant's body.

Baiye and Cyrus opened their eyes suddenly, and their bodies spontaneously glowed, causing the wind and snow to stop instantly.

"My God."

The two knelt down and saluted respectfully.

Divine light emerged from Chu Ming's body, and he floated slowly, "Go, let the world see the power of Sun Flame and Judgment."

"There are still vacancies for ten divine disciples under the throne of God. I hope you can find someone with divine grace in the human world."

"Yes, my God!"

The giant shouted in a deep voice, and then gradually walked into the wind and snow with heavy steps.

It wasn't until Baiye and Cyrus disappeared from Chu Ming's perception that he came back to his senses.

"Beliefs in the God of Sun Flame and Judgment will be spread by believers. I don't need to worry. I just hope that I can gain enough power of faith as soon as possible."

In fact, the belief in the God of Sun Flame and Judgment has already spread all over the world and is well known to the world, but not everyone will choose to believe in gods beyond their knowledge.

The basic base of his faith is in southern Xinjiang, but the total number of believers there is only more than three million, which is nothing compared to the entire population of 800 million in southern Xinjiang.

The total number of believers in Fengyang Empire and Northern Empire is only more than two million, and there are almost none in the Orc Empire.

After passing the barbaric expansion stage of faith, the next step is to form a church group, build temples and churches, and reach out to people around the world to gain more faith.

This step will take decades at least. If there is no rush, it is just a casual move by Chu Ming. If he wants to survive the end of the world, he must eventually return to himself.

Chu Ming waved and looked at the history book, which still showed nineteen pieces of royal blood.

He murmured: "It would be troublesome for me to break through the limit of twenty before I complete my divine power, but if it is now..."

Divine light surged in his eyes.

"God's grace has come."

The divine head emitted a shocking light, breaking through the wind and snow. The sky and the earth suddenly became clear, and a divine light fell from the sky and fell on Chu Ming.

"Successful!"

The dark creatures and followers of the evil god that he had killed over the years... came to mind again.

He floated slowly, his whole body seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, warm and comfortable, the divine power transformed his body, the blood of all his limbs gathered together, and a piece of king's blood quickly condensed out.

Twenty!

The growth of bloodline power continues, like a wild horse running wild, gone forever.

Twenty-one.

Twenty-two.

……

Thirty pieces.

……

Forty!

The divine light slowly disappeared, and Chu Ming floated in the sky. His body was as transparent as glass crystal, his muscles exuded a metallic luster, and his golden blood flowed in his blood vessels, just like a divine messenger descending from heaven. It was unbearable. Heartfelt reverence.

He waved his hand, and the history books flew over and golden light surged.

[Salt-burning Half-King Ren Brick]

[Quality: Legend Half King]

[Race: Human Race]

[Skills: Heroic Secret (burning fuel), Blood of the King (forty pieces), Resurrection Body, Tribulation-Half-King's Thunder, Half-King's Spirit (seven billion), Half-King's Life]

[Mysterious methods: Burning Fire Sun, Extreme Intention Flame Fist (Advanced), Burning Sun Flame Spear (Advanced)]

[Spells: Seed of Adaptation (Exceeding Limit), Summon Tree Kingdom (Level ), Blood Roar (Level ), Forest Shock (Level ), Space Shuttle (Level ), Wood Spirit Magic Clothes (Level )... 】

[Law: The law of life (the end of all things, the activation of blood, the growth of wooden guards, the heart of vegetation)...]

After this baptism of divine power, the royal blood in his body not only broke through the limit of twenty pieces, but also reached the terrifying level of forty pieces.

This was something that even the legendary Black Scale Dragon King Herbert had never achieved. His amount of king blood was twice that of Herbert at his peak.

In other words, if he lights the divine fire now, he will definitely become a god!

But he now has a new goal and is in no rush to light the divine fire right away.

"Lighting the divine fire now will only make you a more powerful lower god, and it won't be of much help in fighting the devil."

Chu Ming's eyes flickered, "My goal is the seat of the upper god."

"Thinking about ascending to the High God, I need to personally see what happens after fifty pieces of king's blood. I have to make some preparations..." In fact, when he accepted the baptism of divine power this time, not only was his bloodline power transformed, but even the scale of his magic power increased instantly. It grew by one billion to reach seven billion.

"My mental power has become stronger, but I have also become more and more confused."

"Where is the limit of mental power, and what level needs to be reached to reach the myth..."

He is the first mage in the Second Magic Age whose mental power has reached such a terrifying level. He has no predecessors to learn from, so he can only explore alone.

"It would be great if I could gain access to the knowledge of the ancient mages."

Thinking of this, Chu Ming lowered his head and looked at the bracelet on his wrist.

"I wonder if the magic power of seven billion can touch the magic staff. Let's try?"

The whirlpool appeared and Chu Ming entered the Palace of the God of Law.

Like before, he poured his spiritual power into the magic staff. The dark body of the staff emitted colorful divine light, and the rust continued to fall off and turned into ashes.

Under Chu Ming's gaze, this time the light came to the middle of the staff, and his energy was just exhausted at this time.

"has hope!"

Chu Ming was shocked. The last time he touched the Staff of the God of Magic, he only restored a small part of the Staff of the Magic God. Unexpectedly, his mental power could now restore the staff to the middle position.

If his spiritual power continues to grow, breaking through 7 billion, reaching 8 billion, 9 billion, or even 10 billion, there may be hope of picking up the staff of the God of Dharma.

"If you just rely on my meditation, it will be difficult to increase the magic power to 10 billion even if it takes hundreds of years. You have to find a way to obtain many gods' legacy."

In fact, if he transformed his body with the help of the divine power of Sun Flame and God of Judgment, his current strength would reach the level of a divine disciple.

But this is meaningless. After all, the power of foreign gods is not his own power, and it may even prevent him from igniting the bloodline divine fire.

Divine grace can only help him get so far. If he wants to move forward, he must obtain more divine things left over from the age of gods to cleanse his body.

"But fortunately, I already have some clues."

Chu Ming exited the Dharma God's Palace and returned to the snow.

He walked towards the barrier city and flew towards the Orc Empire with his spiritual power.

……

The former site of Beast King City, in the temporary negotiation council hall.

The Fengyang envoy and Narender and other orc rebels were sitting at the negotiating table and negotiating face to face.

The Fengrang envoy sitting on one side of the negotiation table was sitting on pins and needles, pretending to be calm.

"Sage Narend, the merger of the two empires is a good thing for both humans and orcs... The empire admires the deeds of the rebel army, but the provincial system has existed since ancient times and has passed the test of time..."

The old Fengyang envoy's tone was a little weak, and he was screaming inwardly.

The old man's name is Otakar Nozir. He is the dean of the Imperial College and the speaker of the lower parliament of the empire. He has a high status in the Fengyang Empire. Even the royal family has to pay tribute to him. But now he seems to have made a mistake. Like a child, he can't even lift his head.

Because of the man across the negotiating table, the legendary sage of the Orc Rebel Army, a human wizard.

And in his heart, the man has another identity - Narender, the guardian of the empire!

He was convinced that the so-called rebel sage in front of him was the great figure who expelled the dark taboo thousands of years ago and assisted Lord Edel in rebuilding the empire.

The hero of his lifelong study.

Even Ancestor Andrew has reappeared in the world, and Otakar is even more convinced that the young man in front of him is the sage Narender back then.

All of this may be the will of the God of Life.

Thousands of years ago, the Empire Guardian Narend saved the empire from danger. Thousands of years later, he preserved the resistance within the Orc Empire and led the Orcs back to their homeland. Everything is so familiar.

Otakar originally thought that it would be a simple matter to negotiate with a weak rebel force in the Orc Empire with the current strength of the empire. Unexpectedly, he saw Narender on the negotiating table.

Moreover, the man questioned the provincial system he proposed back then, which gave the old man a headache.

Negotiating with deceased ancestors...who has this experience?

After Narender listened quietly, he smiled and said: "Mr. Otakar, the provincial system proposed by the guardian of your country is not suitable for the current situation of the Orc Empire."

"Becoming a province of the Fengyang Empire and allowing humans to establish a city hall to rule the orcs, I don't think any orcs would agree."

As soon as Narender finished speaking, Curxiu, who was standing behind him, snorted: "What you humans say sounds good, but what you think in your heart is worse than the other, of course, except for the sage."

"Hmph, I'm telling the truth. We don't trust you humans. If you let humans rule us, we won't agree even if we risk our lives."

As the mouthpiece of the orcs and a powerful beast king, Curxiu had to seriously consider what she said.

Otakar said cautiously: "Mr. Narender, Miss Crusch, please allow us to leave the table temporarily to discuss."

Narender smiled and nodded, watching the Feng Yang envoy walk out of the conference hall.

A few minutes later, an urgent message was transmitted from Beast King City to the Fengyang Empire, and soon it was transmitted back again.

"Is this true..."

"His Royal Highness Andrew has confirmed it."

Everyone in the mission whispered, and after a while they seemed to have made up their minds and entered the conference hall.

Otakar returned to the negotiating table, and the old man asked respectfully: "Mr. Narender, what do you think?"

Narender drew his finger on the map and circled the entire orc empire.

"We can let the Fengyang Empire establish the administrative system of the empire in the desert, but we must divide the Orc Empire into an autonomous region. The proportion of Orc officials must not be less than one-third, grant national status to all Orcs, and allow intermarriage..."

The orc generals behind Narender raised their ears and listened quietly, nodding half-underlyingly.

The Orc Empire existed in name only, and the small rebel army could not possibly be a match for the Fengyang Empire. If they could win the power of autonomy, it would be the best outcome.

The nearly illiterate orcs were satisfied with the conditions proposed by Narend.

As for the Fengyang Mission, Otakar and the think tank behind him also felt Narender's goodwill. There are differences between humans and humans, let alone humans and orcs.

After careful consideration, rashly establishing the Orc Empire as a province does not seem to satisfy all the Orcs, and I am afraid that it will cause constant trouble in the future.

However, they can still discuss the conditions mentioned by Narender.

Otakar coughed and said seriously: "Your Excellency Narender, we respect your suggestion, but the conditions for dividing the entire Orc Empire into an autonomous region are not reasonable..."

Narender smiled slightly, as if he had expected that the old man would raise objections, and he did not expect to settle the matter in one go.

A few hours later, Narender and a group of orcs walked out of the conference hall. The first round of negotiations ended, and it was basically confirmed that the orc empire would be merged into the Fengyang Empire. As for how to merge, they are still under discussion.

However, Narender estimated that no matter how bad the result was, it would not be much worse.

"Kurxiu..."

Narender was about to speak when suddenly his mind moved and he felt the arrival of Chu Ming's spirit.

"Narende, where has the knowledge of the beast god come to?"

(End of this chapter)