Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 233 Even eating and taking
This is an era full of change.

Humanity is gradually transitioning from primitive society to civilized society, from the tribal era to the city-state era, and even the gods are undergoing dramatic changes, with many mortals becoming powerful and aspiring to become gods.

The woman before him was undoubtedly one of them. As a legendary powerhouse with a five-star gold mark, Duncan sensed the immense magical power hidden within her the moment he saw her!

In this day and age, deities are also constantly being updated and iterated.

In ancient times, the gods were called primordial gods. Many of them were born through bloodline, meaning their offspring were born to rule the mortal world.

The Bloodline God ruled humanity during a dark age that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

As the dawn of civilization appeared, a new kind of deity emerged in the rich southern region. They were called the 'Gods of Faith', meaning they did not have the bloodline of the original gods and were not born gods. Instead, they relied on their own efforts to gradually master certain divine laws and ascended to become deities through the faith of mortals.

When the 'belief in the gods' appeared, the original priests and shamans transformed into priests. It was a mutually beneficial process: mortals provided the source of faith for the gods, and the gods gave back to mortals the ability to cast spells.

The concept of divine magic is still a new term, and it is only mentioned in a very few places.

The emergence of the gods triggered a great change in the world. Many powerful mortals saw the possibility of becoming gods. As a result, countless hidden legendary beings tried to condense their own myths and legends, and in this way, to master a certain concept of divine law.

The old-fashioned bloodline gods are also actively transforming. Some beings who became gods through bloodline are also absorbing and digesting the power of faith, and transforming from bloodline gods into faith gods.

Without a doubt, the god of strength, Kord, is one of them.

Because His legend has been very active over the past few centuries and has spread to other places, it even brought out Hyjal, who was by Duncan's side, as a mortal with the concept of power to create a legend of a mythical hero.

However, not all deities will proactively adapt to the changes of the times.

Some bloodline gods have been on the throne for too long. Not only are they unable to adapt to the changing times, but they also regard the 'gods of faith' as ​​potential enemies, suppressing them and even launching wars to destroy their secular faith foundation.

This is also one of the reasons why there was constant warfare in various places during the city-state era.

There is only one kind of being that doesn't care about bloodline or faith: the primordial gods and ancient gods who are embodiments of some concept. Their existence is so ancient that even if they do nothing, myths about them still exist.

Of course, they are all ancient relics, and as long as they do not threaten the 'gods of faith', no one bothers them.

The emergence of churches and pastors was driven by the faith in the gods.

The foundation of all faith in the gods is the race of 'humanity', because human society has the potential to embrace all changes.

If we want to make a comparison...

This is the era of the Investiture of the Gods in Western countries. The original gods gradually retreated into the background, and the strong who embarked on the path of the Investiture of the Gods began to take over the laws and authority of the entire world!

Inside the tree house.

The alluring and seductive Greya walked ahead, her full, moon-like buttocks making the barbarians stare wide-eyed. Hyjal, however, was much more restrained than before, because he also vaguely sensed that the witch in front of him was not simple, and that he might not be a match for her in a real fight.

"This is the potion you need."

"Giant Strength Potion!"

The beautiful witch pushed open the door to a small room, her gaze falling on Hyjal, and slowly said, "It is an alchemical potion that I spent several years concocting."

"Extremely precious."

"I can give it to you, but what will you give me in return?"

Upon hearing the beautiful witch's words, everyone instinctively turned their gaze to Duncan.

At some point, he had become the first choice for negotiations with the Barbarian Warband.

Duncan had been standing at the back of the group, as the dragon bloodline he was imprinted with was beginning to take effect; the witch had sensed a faint magical fluctuation when she first glanced at him. But now he couldn't hide anymore. The group in front of Duncan parted to make way, and as if a key figure had made his entrance, Duncan suddenly stood in front of Hyjal.

Even Hyjal stood next to him at this moment, because the dwarves' magical weapons were really useful, much better than the junk given by the tribal shamans!

The big shot has arrived.

The beautiful witch in front of her immediately focused her gaze, because as a legendary witch, she could sense the presence of magic, and she always felt that there was something wrong with Duncan.

Barbarians are not good at magic; a barbarian should not possess magical winds.

Duncan's human form still only has a tiny bit of mana, but compared to other barbarians, it's already an astonishing amount, at least two or three times theirs.

"Our valiant and fearless battle is the best reward for you!"

As soon as Duncan opened his mouth, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even Hyjal was shocked. He couldn't comprehend such a complex problem with his limited understanding. He could only humbly learn and see if he could grasp anything.

He thought Duncan wanted to buy him, but they actually didn't have any money left.

It was all ruined by a bunch of idiots fighting!

They lost everything they had.

Upon hearing Duncan's words, the beautiful witch in front of her was taken aback for a moment. Then, a playful, amused expression appeared on her lips as she stared at Duncan and said, "Are you saying that I should give you such a precious potion for free?"

This barbarian is quite shameless; it's rare to see a barbarian so skilled in negotiation.

"Do not."

Duncan slowly shook his head and said, "It's not free, it's mutual cooperation."

"You just invented it, didn't you?"

The witch Greya nodded, her expression haughty, and puffed out her snow-white, full breasts, saying, "That's right. Only I can concoct such alchemical potions on this land."

Hooked.

Duncan replied calmly, "Yes."

"But the world does not yet know its name, much less you, the inventor of this magic potion."

“You’re not the only wizard skilled in alchemy.” “If you don’t spread this quickly and make your name known, perhaps one day a powerful wizard will invent a similar potion and become a legendary alchemist.”

When Duncan spoke of 'legend', his tone changed noticeably.

The beautiful witch also sensed something and stared intently at Duncan before her, having the illusion that her disguise had been seen through by a barbarian.

Reputation, legend.

These are the things she is currently pursuing urgently, because she has already sensed the limitations of being a mortal and it is difficult to go any further.

The current magical civilization does not support ordinary people becoming six- or seven-star magicians through arduous training.

Although the ceiling of this era is very high.

However, mortals' understanding of magic is not deep enough, just like there are no higher-level martial arts manuals. She is stuck at the level of a five-star gold mark and can only create her own martial arts.

Many powerful individuals with divine bloodlines crossed this threshold directly by relying on their innate bloodline, but for a mortal like her, it was extremely difficult to do so.

The descendants of gods are born with a trace of the laws.

Hyjal is a typical example; this guy possesses a trace of the law of power within him.

We will make you famous!

"Wherever we go, we will spread your fame and the powerful potions you have created."

"Whether you're pursuing wealth, power, or something else."

Duncan then leaned down slightly and said, "You will need us."

"And it still needs to be verified in actual combat, right?"

"No one is more suitable than us."

Duncan's words completely silenced the beautiful witch before her. Her eyes lit up as she looked Duncan up and down, as if trying to see through him. These were clearly not words a barbarian could utter. She pondered and said, "You're right."

“I can give it to you.”

It became.

But Duncan still needs to push his luck.

He raised his head, looked directly at Greya, and said slowly, "Perhaps you can offer us some additional assistance."

"After all, this is a collaboration."

"If you can win a resounding victory, your fame will spread far and wide."

"We fight for glory in every region."

"You need a bit of legend too."

"In the future, our footprints will cover the entire continent, and the glory we win will make your legend famous."

In short, we are excellent thugs, boss, give us some more money.

Our glorious achievements also owe a part to your legendary status!

Duncan is trying to take everything, including the food.

After all, the other barbarians are a bit weaker, so we need to make some extra investments to ensure their survival, so that none of these silly gourd brothers will fall.

The beautiful witch was almost amused and annoyed. Her full breasts rose and fell slightly, but no one cared anymore. The simple-minded barbarians stared at Duncan in astonishment. They hadn't expected him to take so much and not just eat, but also take. If they had known he was so eloquent, they would have sent him to negotiate earlier.

But after calming down, Greya looked thoughtful. She looked at the group of people in front of her and pondered for a moment before saying, "I do know someone."

"She can be a great help to you."

After saying that, she picked up a delicate crystal bottle from the drawer, which contained a pink-colored potion, and said softly, "She comes from the Rose City in the south. She is a priest who serves the goddess of love and has the magic to heal injuries."

"She has always wanted to get a potion from me that would make people fall in love with her."

"Take this to her, and she will help you fight the giants."

A love potion?

There are actually such things?

Duncan reached out and took it, looking at it curiously, then said nothing more.

—"Love Potion (Alchemical Artifact): A magical potion with a weak hallucinogenic effect. It has a certain aphrodisiac effect and, after being used on a target, will give the target the illusion of being in love. It is ineffective on targets with high physical strength and willpower."

Isn't that just... you know?

Duncan carefully took it to avoid accidentally breaking it; there were a group of big men here, and it would be unbearable to watch if someone got hit.

"Where is she?"

Haigar couldn't help but ask.

The witch Greya glanced at him, her gaze still fixed on Duncan, and said softly, "She's in a town at the foot of the hills. You'll find her when you get there."

"She likes to dress up in a flamboyant way."

With that, she waved her hand and said, "Everyone else, get out. You, stay here."

The beautiful witch gazed at Duncan before her, and said softly, "I have something I need to discuss with you privately."

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(End of this chapter)