Chapter 217: There’s No Loss Anyway
Translator: 549690339
Ji Xiaoxiao gradually frowned as she listened to Moore.
This mystical realm was a typical western fantasy mystical realm. There were mages, swordsmen, and gods of faith.
The arcane realm was very large, and the powerful gods were high above. They relied on divine spells and divine power to control several large empires.
For the sake of their faith, the empires had been fighting for years. It seemed that in the minds of the gods, war was the best way to show miracles.
Through war, the gods used the most direct way to make their strength deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. They also fought for believers through war.
BoxNovel.comTherefore, once the gods found out about the news of the Otherworld, they would definitely start a war.
Land, resources, ownerless believers…All these could make them go crazy.
“You’re also participating in the war?” Ji Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
“No, no, no!” Moore waved his hand.” Why would I join a war? I have less than three hundred believers. If I were to really go to the battlefield, those high-level mages would be able to kill me with a fireball…’
“You’re so weak!” Ji Xiaoxiao was shocked.”
Moore straightened his neck and said unhappily,’”‘How can this be called weak? The magic that the mages mastered came from a few Elemental Gods that had existed since ancient times. They were extremely powerful.
Hundreds of years ago, a genius mage had subdued several Elemental Gods and ascended to the position of Archmage. The power of his magic had become even more terrifying. Some powerful spells were even as powerful as divine spells!
That was why it wasn’t that I was weak. It was just that those spells that were cast by praising the Archmage’s name could borrow the power of the Elemental Gods and Archmages. To a certain extent, those weren’t spells, but divine spells that could be mastered through practice…How many believers did they have? How many believers do I have? A confrontation between a god’s divine persona and divine power. How can I be weak…”
The more Moore spoke, the more aggrieved he became. Then, he started to say something difficult to understand, such as ” The God of Thief is essentially just a thief. It’s normal for thieves to have no magic resistance ” , or ” The difference in the number of believers is there
If Moore hadn’t been pressed to the ground by Ji Xiaoxiao, he would have started to wipe his tears as he spoke.
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a long time and said, “I can help you develop believers and make you stronger…”
According to Moore’s description, although Ji Xiaoxiao was confident in the strength of Great Xia, those powerful gods were not easy to deal with.
This was especially true for gods who could cast divine spells on their believers. The more powerful a god was, the more ridiculous the divine spells they would bestow on their believers.
There were even gods who could cast the Undead Divine Spell on their believers!
It wasn’t that they weren’t immortal, but they were extremely difficult to kill. Once this mystic realm started a full-scale war with Great Xia, it wouldn’t be a joke.
Those gods were high and mighty, and everything they did was for the sake of faith. When they were in the mystic realm, there would be a war every three to five days. If they really discovered the existence of Great Xia, the consequences would be unimaginable!
There were powerful martial artists in Great Xia and even a large number of experts in the starry sky, but there was an upper limit to the mystic realm!
With the secret realm in hand, they could attack or defend. The experts of Great Xia could not enter and could only be beaten passively. At that time, who knew how many people would die.
Taking a step back, even if they did not start a full-scale war, the countless holy statues on the border would definitely suffer!
Therefore, Ji Xiaoxiao planned to support Moore and make him stronger, so that the gods of the secret realm would fight each other.
“How can you help me?” ” Although you’re very strong,” Moore said helplessly,” that’s only because I’m not good at fighting. As far as I know, some gods who have clergy in fighting are much stronger than you.”
“Who said I wanted to help you fight?” “To put it bluntly, isn’t becoming stronger the same as preaching?” Ji Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.”
“Missionary…Now, other than the Holy Church of Light and the Church of the Dark, no other sects are allowed to exist..
“Sigh, we all think of ways. Let’s give it a try. At most, we’ll die. You won’t lose anything, right?”
Moore was dumbfounded.
‘At worst, it’s just death’ and ‘no loss’ could be put in the same sentence?!
Eight Treasures Stronghold.
Ji Ruo patted his butt and stood up.
Although Josie was tight-lipped, Ji Ruo still got the information he wanted.
It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Ji Ruo had a general understanding of the situation in the new Mystery Land.
“How was it? Did you get anything out of it?”Gu Shaoxuan asked curiously.
“How is that possible? I don’t even understand what she’s saying.” Ji Ruo shrugged.”
Ji Ruo could tell him the information he had just obtained, but there was no need to tell Gu Shaoxuan.
This guy wasn’t in the establishment. He just happened to be sealed in the Eight Treasures Stronghold. It didn’t matter whether he knew or not.
Moreover, Gu Shaoxuan’s passion towards death made Ji Ruo uncomfortable.
Death should be heavier.
Gu Shaoxuan smiled and said,” You’re right. I thought you could understand when I saw you chatting so happily with her. ‘”‘
“I really don’t understand.”
Ji Ruo said,” I was just bored and came over to ask. I didn’t get anything out of it and I don’t understand anything.”‘
“Alright then.”
It was close to noon when a strong wind suddenly blew and a loud noise came from the sky.
A military transport plane hovered above the Eight Treasures Stronghold. The people responsible for escorting Josie had arrived.
“Eh? Little Ruo, why are you here? Didn’t you go to university?”
Ji Ruo knew the person in charge of the escort this time. He had met him when he was planning the new martial examination system. His name was Zhang Wenjie, and he was from the General Affairs Division.
“Uncle Zhang, long time no see.” “I’ve already graduated.” Ji Ruo scratched his head. ”
“You graduated?” Zhang Wenjie was surprised.” How long has it been?”
The First Martial Arts School was born because of [Dying Fantasy], and its actual location was inside Chen Zai’s body. The powerful body of this martial artist who had surpassed the four realms of martial arts was the best protection for the students.
Because of this, it was not easy for the First Martial Arts School to communicate with the outside world. Moreover, Chen Zai was focused on education. There was no need for everyone to know that a student had graduated.
” My situation is a little special…” Ji Ruo didn’t linger on this topic. He pulled Zhang Wenjie aside and whispered,” Uncle Zhang, as you know, I’m a little talented in language. I’ve already helped you ask the thief about the general situation. This is the general situation…”
Ji Ruo’s performance in the Myriad Beast Mountain was no secret. Almost all of the higher-ups knew that Ji Ruo had a special talent for languages. If it wasn’t for the fact that Ji Ruo’s talent was unique to him, he wouldn’t have needed to go to university. He would have long been dragged to help translate the foreign languages of the demon creatures…
Zhang Wenjie’s expression gradually turned solemn.
“I understand. Little Ruo, you’ve been a great help again…By the way, why don’t you come back with me to help compile the language?”
Ji Ruo smiled and refused.” I don’t think so. Uncle Zhang, you know that I can listen and talk, but I really can’t participate in the compilation of the system.””
“Alright, Uncle Zhang, I won’t force you. The situation is urgent, so I’ll bring the thief back first.
“Okay, goodbye, Uncle Zhang.”
Chapter 217: There’s No Loss Anyway
Translator: 549690339
Ji Xiaoxiao gradually frowned as she listened to Moore.
This mystical realm was a typical western fantasy mystical realm. There were mages, swordsmen, and gods of faith.
The arcane realm was very large, and the powerful gods were high above. They relied on divine spells and divine power to control several large empires.
For the sake of their faith, the empires had been fighting for years. It seemed that in the minds of the gods, war was the best way to show miracles.
Through war, the gods used the most direct way to make their strength deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. They also fought for believers through war.
BoxNovel.comTherefore, once the gods found out about the news of the Otherworld, they would definitely start a war.
Land, resources, ownerless believers…All these could make them go crazy.
“You’re also participating in the war?” Ji Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
“No, no, no!” Moore waved his hand.” Why would I join a war? I have less than three hundred believers. If I were to really go to the battlefield, those high-level mages would be able to kill me with a fireball…’
“You’re so weak!” Ji Xiaoxiao was shocked.”
Moore straightened his neck and said unhappily,’”‘How can this be called weak? The magic that the mages mastered came from a few Elemental Gods that had existed since ancient times. They were extremely powerful.
Hundreds of years ago, a genius mage had subdued several Elemental Gods and ascended to the position of Archmage. The power of his magic had become even more terrifying. Some powerful spells were even as powerful as divine spells!
That was why it wasn’t that I was weak. It was just that those spells that were cast by praising the Archmage’s name could borrow the power of the Elemental Gods and Archmages. To a certain extent, those weren’t spells, but divine spells that could be mastered through practice…How many believers did they have? How many believers do I have? A confrontation between a god’s divine persona and divine power. How can I be weak…”
The more Moore spoke, the more aggrieved he became. Then, he started to say something difficult to understand, such as ” The God of Thief is essentially just a thief. It’s normal for thieves to have no magic resistance ” , or ” The difference in the number of believers is there
If Moore hadn’t been pressed to the ground by Ji Xiaoxiao, he would have started to wipe his tears as he spoke.
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a long time and said, “I can help you develop believers and make you stronger…”
According to Moore’s description, although Ji Xiaoxiao was confident in the strength of Great Xia, those powerful gods were not easy to deal with.
This was especially true for gods who could cast divine spells on their believers. The more powerful a god was, the more ridiculous the divine spells they would bestow on their believers.
There were even gods who could cast the Undead Divine Spell on their believers!
It wasn’t that they weren’t immortal, but they were extremely difficult to kill. Once this mystic realm started a full-scale war with Great Xia, it wouldn’t be a joke.
Those gods were high and mighty, and everything they did was for the sake of faith. When they were in the mystic realm, there would be a war every three to five days. If they really discovered the existence of Great Xia, the consequences would be unimaginable!
There were powerful martial artists in Great Xia and even a large number of experts in the starry sky, but there was an upper limit to the mystic realm!
With the secret realm in hand, they could attack or defend. The experts of Great Xia could not enter and could only be beaten passively. At that time, who knew how many people would die.
Taking a step back, even if they did not start a full-scale war, the countless holy statues on the border would definitely suffer!
Therefore, Ji Xiaoxiao planned to support Moore and make him stronger, so that the gods of the secret realm would fight each other.
“How can you help me?” ” Although you’re very strong,” Moore said helplessly,” that’s only because I’m not good at fighting. As far as I know, some gods who have clergy in fighting are much stronger than you.”
“Who said I wanted to help you fight?” “To put it bluntly, isn’t becoming stronger the same as preaching?” Ji Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.”
“Missionary…Now, other than the Holy Church of Light and the Church of the Dark, no other sects are allowed to exist..
“Sigh, we all think of ways. Let’s give it a try. At most, we’ll die. You won’t lose anything, right?”
Moore was dumbfounded.
‘At worst, it’s just death’ and ‘no loss’ could be put in the same sentence?!
Eight Treasures Stronghold.
Ji Ruo patted his butt and stood up.
Although Josie was tight-lipped, Ji Ruo still got the information he wanted.
It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Ji Ruo had a general understanding of the situation in the new Mystery Land.
“How was it? Did you get anything out of it?”Gu Shaoxuan asked curiously.
“How is that possible? I don’t even understand what she’s saying.” Ji Ruo shrugged.”
Ji Ruo could tell him the information he had just obtained, but there was no need to tell Gu Shaoxuan.
This guy wasn’t in the establishment. He just happened to be sealed in the Eight Treasures Stronghold. It didn’t matter whether he knew or not.
Moreover, Gu Shaoxuan’s passion towards death made Ji Ruo uncomfortable.
Death should be heavier.
Gu Shaoxuan smiled and said,” You’re right. I thought you could understand when I saw you chatting so happily with her. ‘”‘
“I really don’t understand.”
Ji Ruo said,” I was just bored and came over to ask. I didn’t get anything out of it and I don’t understand anything.”‘
“Alright then.”
It was close to noon when a strong wind suddenly blew and a loud noise came from the sky.
A military transport plane hovered above the Eight Treasures Stronghold. The people responsible for escorting Josie had arrived.
“Eh? Little Ruo, why are you here? Didn’t you go to university?”
Ji Ruo knew the person in charge of the escort this time. He had met him when he was planning the new martial examination system. His name was Zhang Wenjie, and he was from the General Affairs Division.
“Uncle Zhang, long time no see.” “I’ve already graduated.” Ji Ruo scratched his head. ”
“You graduated?” Zhang Wenjie was surprised.” How long has it been?”
The First Martial Arts School was born because of [Dying Fantasy], and its actual location was inside Chen Zai’s body. The powerful body of this martial artist who had surpassed the four realms of martial arts was the best protection for the students.
Because of this, it was not easy for the First Martial Arts School to communicate with the outside world. Moreover, Chen Zai was focused on education. There was no need for everyone to know that a student had graduated.
” My situation is a little special…” Ji Ruo didn’t linger on this topic. He pulled Zhang Wenjie aside and whispered,” Uncle Zhang, as you know, I’m a little talented in language. I’ve already helped you ask the thief about the general situation. This is the general situation…”
Ji Ruo’s performance in the Myriad Beast Mountain was no secret. Almost all of the higher-ups knew that Ji Ruo had a special talent for languages. If it wasn’t for the fact that Ji Ruo’s talent was unique to him, he wouldn’t have needed to go to university. He would have long been dragged to help translate the foreign languages of the demon creatures…
Zhang Wenjie’s expression gradually turned solemn.
“I understand. Little Ruo, you’ve been a great help again…By the way, why don’t you come back with me to help compile the language?”
Ji Ruo smiled and refused.” I don’t think so. Uncle Zhang, you know that I can listen and talk, but I really can’t participate in the compilation of the system.””
“Alright, Uncle Zhang, I won’t force you. The situation is urgent, so I’ll bring the thief back first.
“Okay, goodbye, Uncle Zhang.”
