The system was set three years in advance, but the universal deities still hadn't arrived.

Chapter 149 First-Order Hell-Type Morse
"Tsk tsk, the temperature of this scorched earth is as high as 300 degrees Celsius. It seems that the flame of a lighter is about this temperature."

"This is simply not a place where ordinary creatures can exist."

Zeng Shen received feedback through his Eye of Peeping and instantly understood why his clothes had caught fire as soon as he arrived in this divine realm.

At the same time, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, my fire resistance has been upgraded to level 5, which can withstand temperatures up to 2500 degrees Celsius.

Otherwise, one would not be able to stay in this divine realm to increase knowledge, broaden horizons, and gain benefits.

In the end, they can only slink back to where they came from, wasting 100,000 survival points in vain.

Just as Zeng Shen was thinking this.

Above his head, the gray-white smoke that had been drifting slowly suddenly churned and coalesced into a giant phantom face.

This giant, illusory face has grayish-brown skin, blood-red eyes, and huge fangs and teeth; its face is rectangular.

On both sides of his face were rows of sharp bee stings. When Zeng Shen looked at him, he felt that he looked like the scorpion demon in the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather.

As soon as the giant phantom appeared, its pupils turned and looked down at this divine land. Its huge mouth with fangs let out an angry roar.

"You scoundrel, how dare you invade my divine realm while I am busy preparing for the divine war?"

"No way, I was discovered so quickly? Was my invisibility really activated for nothing?"

Hearing the roar from above, Zeng Shen was surprised, frustrated, and confused. How could he understand the words of this deity? Just as he was about to dispel his invisibility, a notification sound suddenly rang in his ears.

[Warning! Warning! The host has invaded the SSS-level divine domain of a Tier 1 Hell-type Morse, triggering an early warning from the opposing divine domain. Once detected, given the host's current strength and combat power, a confrontation would be a 50/50 affair. Please proceed with caution and remain calm.]

Zeng Shen stared at the giant, terrifying face above his head, and listened to the notification in his ear, his lips twitching.

It turns out this guy didn't notice me.

It's just a warning from the opposing divine realm when you invade it.

Can't help but.

Zeng Shen breathed a sigh of relief and continued to remain invisible. At the same time, he silently threw a spying eye at the giant face phantom formed by the smoke.

[Real name: Moss]

[God's Name: God of War of Purgatory, Lord of Hellish Lands, King of the Battlefield]

[God Rank: 1 (4/1500)]

[Divine: Hell (Rare)]

[Godhood: War]

[Cleric Roles: Plunder, Scorched Earth]

[God's Domain: Scorched Earth Purgatory (SSS Rank)]

[Divine Skills: Heavenly Firefall (Low-level), Fire Rock Giant (Low-level), Hellfire Tornado (Low-level), Lava Mud Pool (Low-level), Earth Fire Iron Cage (Intermediate-level), Scorched Earth Transformation (Intermediate-level)]

[Divine Gift: Language of All Spirits: (Intermediate) Allows direct communication with all races without any cost. Under the intermediate level, all followers will gain the ability to communicate with all races.]

[Divine Fire: 3561]

[Faith: 121546]

[Believers: 3546.]

[Analysis: These demons from the Abyss Star possess a natural resistance to fire and an unimaginable fanaticism for war and slaughter.]

Looking at the information on the Morse Demon's panel, Zeng Shen immediately gained a lot of useful information.

First, he knew why he could understand the demon man's roar.

It turns out that this was due to the influence of his innate ability to speak the language of all spirits.

Secondly, there is the pantheon.

The rare Hellish pantheon, a Tier 1 pantheon, requires 1500 pantheon experience points to upgrade to Tier 2.

To advance from Tier 1 to Tier 2, one needs 3000 God-Tier experience points.

If we infer from the fact that the required experience for advancing to a higher godhood is doubled based on the density of the pantheon, then we can make a similar inference.

Their own pantheon is more likely to be a rare pantheon than a legendary pantheon.

Although it is unlikely to be a legendary pantheon.

This made Zeng Shen feel a little regretful. After all, every bit of God-level experience required for advancement represents an improvement in the four-dimensional attributes, which, to put it bluntly, is potential.

However, Zeng Shen thought about it again and felt that he should be satisfied.

Because among all the pantheons he encountered on Earth, not a single one was legendary.

There are only three rare deities encountered.

Those are Bai Qi from the God of War faction, and Tidiya and Kekelin from the Angel faction.

Therefore, it is clear that this legendary pantheon must be an existence that is almost unimaginable.

"You scoundrel, do you think you can evade my detection skills by making your followers invisible and disguised? Quickly state your god's name, and I will not kill followers of nameless people."

Hearing the demon Moss above him trying to make him show himself, Zeng Shen couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"With the basic temperature of your divine realm, what kind of followers could I possibly bring?"

Zeng Shen couldn't help but mutter to himself. After briefly glancing at Mosi's skill descriptions, he closed his character panel.

Followed by.

He reached out and plucked a few sprigs of Crimson Fire Grass from the ground, storing them in his backpack space, intending to take them back to his divine realm space to plant and propagate them.

These red-hot wild grasses are extremely difficult to pull out.

And it's very resilient.

Zeng Shen spent a lot of time pulling out fifteen fir trees and put them in his backpack. Then he pulled out one more fir tree, took out a transparent and soft leather boxing glove, and made it into a simple pair of underwear to wear.

Otherwise, he would feel like an exhibitionist when he walks.

"You incompetent wretch, how dare you invade my divine realm, yet you hide away using some kind of tool, afraid to manifest your consciousness in the void? Are you afraid of my revenge in the real world?"

Zeng Shen listened to the furious Morse above him, but he ignored it and turned to walk to the grove of ten rare Purgatory Durian trees.

Each of these hellish durian fruits has seven fruits the size of a winter melon.

Zeng Shen focused his consciousness slightly, activated his telekinetic technique, and made all the durian fruits on a durian tree in the Purgatory rotate clockwise.

all of a sudden.

The fruit on this tree separates from the branches due to the potential energy generated by the rotation.

In an instant, Zeng Shen saw the Purgatory Durian Tree wither rapidly, losing all its vitality.

"What's going on? These fruit trees wither as soon as the fruit is harvested?"

"I was thinking of taking the fruit and then transplanting the tree, but it seems that won't be possible now."

Zeng Shen sighed with slight regret, controlled the Purgatory Durian Fruits, flew them to his front, and stored them all in his backpack space. Then he walked to another Purgatory Durian Fruit tree.

This time, instead of picking the fruit, he used even more faith power to activate his telekinetic magic and uproot the fruit tree from the hellish soil.

As a result, when he tried to put the whole fruit tree into his backpack, the tree withered immediately, leaving only seven durian-sized fruits.

"That's strange, that's odd."

"Could it be that these fruit trees can't survive once they leave this hellish land?"

Zeng Shen asked in confusion, then flew to another durian tree in the Purgatory, his consciousness focusing.

This durian tree, residing in a vast amount of hellish soil, slowly rose from the earth.

As a result, this durian tree, which grew in hell, withered away just as quickly the moment it was removed from the ground.

"Good heavens, it turns out these trees can't survive without this land."

Zeng Shen came to a conclusion and abandoned the idea of ​​transplanting the Purgatory Durian Tree. He then continued to collect the fruit from the next Purgatory Durian Tree.

Simultaneously.

He would occasionally glance at Moss, whose blood-red eyes blazed with rage, above him, wary of being discovered while stealing the fruit.

When Zeng Shen walked towards a solitary durian tree ten meters away, he focused his consciousness and separated the fruit from the tree, storing it in his backpack.

As he walked toward another durian tree in the Purgatory, he had just activated his telekinetic magic.

The demonic figure Moss above his head suddenly turned its blood-red eyes toward him and roared angrily:
"Unforgivable! You sneaky, despicable believers dared to steal my Hellfire Durian Fruit and the Iron Cage of Earthly Fire."

Many thanks to Baizou for their two months of support.

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