Elf: How do you cultivate immortality in the elf world?

Chapter 341 The Cult Reduced to Sacrifices

“Having more divine artifacts means having more options,” Freya said coquettishly.

Land from:"……"

Speaking of Mewtwo's divine artifacts, Lu Li actually thought of two things, but he wasn't quite sure if these two things had ever been created.

As we all know, the concept of Mega Evolution is quite amazing; it can be used by everything from legendary Pokémon to ordinary Pokémon.

Mewtwo is one of the few gods that can Mega Evolve using a Mega Stone.

If these two things exist in this world, then those two Mega Evolution Stones would definitely be considered unique divine objects.

Lu Li said, "Once we get to the real world, we can search for it properly."

This thing is useless, but absolutely indispensable.

Having this item is like having a ticket to get in touch with Mewtwo. No matter if Mewtwo is a god or a legendary Pokémon, it is still a first-level god.

Freya nodded happily. She didn't take the others' advice to search carefully to heart at all. After all, the world was so big and there were so many secret realms. Searching for them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Lu Li is different; he's got a cheat code, and he's already witnessed the power of that cheat code.

Freya left happily, showing genuine joy compared to the preoccupied Li Ning and Peng Kazo.

After Freya left, Lu Li stared at the documents in his hand, speechless for a long time.

Life is fragile, and Lu Li originally thought there would be many top trainers in the world.

After all, the powerful Elite Four level trainers are known for their longevity, not to mention that powerful trainers also have a longer lifespan than ordinary people.

However, after seeing the personnel losses listed in the data, Lu Li once again witnessed a stark and bloody reality.

All beings beneath the divine are but ants.

The war between the Kyushu Alliance and the Three Monkeys Alliance has been going on for nearly a month, and the losses inflicted on both sides are not actually very large, at least the losses at the Dojo level and above are very few.

Over the course of a month, the number of dojo-level powerhouses who perished in this war, combined on both sides, did not exceed double digits.

When Mewtwo appeared on the battlefield, the death toll of top trainers instantly surged to three digits, including the fall of two Elite Four level powerhouses.

Mewtwo only appeared for less than half an hour.

Lu Li thought of the top trainers who died in the Tide of Death. It was said that almost all of the top Flying and Dark-type trainers in the North American League had died, and it could even be said that their lineage had been cut off.

Fortunately, Mewtwo wanted war, not destruction.

otherwise……

He had been thinking about how terrifying the resources of those top-tier families must be.

Take Catherine's family, for example.

The Catherine family is a family that has existed for a thousand years; such a family could even be considered young.

Based on the frequency of one Master Trainer, two Champion Trainers, and five Elite Trainers being born every 100 years.

The Ekaterina family possesses at least 10 Master-level Pokémon, 20 Champion-level Pokémon, and hundreds of Elite Four-level Pokémon.

This is just a conservative estimate. In fact, a Master Trainer cannot have only one Master Pokémon, and the same is true for a Champion Trainer.

If we calculate it this way, the Catherine family could practically take on all the alliances in the real world single-handedly.

Before today, Lu Li had overlooked an important thing: this world is not absolutely safe.

Every cataclysmic crisis is a tribulation for those top families, and many top elves will inevitably perish in the process.

Without these calamities, Lu Li suspected that this world might have degenerated into an absurd world where champions were less valuable than dog masters.

It's no wonder that truly ancient families choose to go to secret realms; there's no other way, the risks in the real world are too high, especially when calamities are unpredictable.

It's no wonder that these ancient clans and dynasties refer to the real world as the "lower realm."

There's no way around it, the real world is just too dangerous.

For ordinary people with shorter lifespans, it's alright; they may only encounter such events once or twice in their lifetime, or they may never encounter them at all.

But for those top-tier elves who can live for a very long time, that would be a real ordeal.

The longer you live, the more calamities you will encounter, and no one can guarantee that they will not die in the next calamity.

"What an outrageous world."

Once again, Lu Li sighed inwardly, deciding to go back to meditation and cultivation since he had already been woken up and couldn't fall back asleep anyway.

…………

The religion created a god. This news spread throughout the world in just half an hour.

Even the remnants of those secret realms were shocked by this news.

How could humans possibly create gods?
How could humans create gods?
Finally, those aristocratic families of the secret realm could no longer resist and descended to the mortal world.

This time, the cult has truly become an enemy of the entire world.

Headquarters of the Cult of God.

As the world's most famous dragon champion, Ryuto stood on the edge of the ruins like a lackey.

Compared to those masters who stand tall in the sky, Longdu is like a greenhorn.

With a pale face and a slightly trembling voice, Lance whispered to the Pokémon beside him, "This is terrifying, Dragonite. We shouldn't have come here."

The Dragonite beside him was equally trembling with fear, not daring to make the slightest movement, for fear that any unnecessary action would attract the attention of those powerful individuals.

"A level two god... There really is an elf who can reach that level." Peng Chongshan murmured solemnly.

There are at least four level-two god-level experts and more than forty master-level experts. It is no exaggeration to say that if a great war breaks out here, the real world can almost be declared to have restarted.

With his spine broken, the cult leader, leaning miserably against a block of cement, cried out in a sob, "It's all gone! Our cult truly has no data on creating gods. When that god was born, the god-creating base was destroyed directly, and there are no file backups."

When others doubt that you have a god, you'd better actually do.

This statement has now been embodied here.

A religion!

A colossal structure that had stood in the real world for tens of thousands of years was reduced to ruins in less than half a day.

This is the consequence of being an enemy of the whole world.

Everything happened so suddenly. He was still ordering all members of the cult to search for God's traces when these sanctimonious, high-and-mighty adults arrived.

Their arrival was both sudden and perfectly coordinated.

He didn't even know how this group of people had managed to pinpoint the cult's headquarters so precisely.

The religion has tried to resist, but the result is what it is now.

The entire cult was reduced to ruins, and apart from him, the pope, there were no other survivors.

Both trainers and Pokémon were wiped out by these high and mighty "gods".

It's important to know that the Divine Cult has a strong foundation, and with him as its leader, the cult boasts as many as three Master-level trainers.

But it didn't work.

Their fighting was even confined to the area of ​​one city by this group, and their desperate resistance did not cause any other harm to the outside world.

Normally, a battle between a master-level trainer can affect an entire continent.

An old man wearing a cloak said, "We don't need your answer; we can find it ourselves."

He was one of the four powerful individuals present who had reached the level of a second-tier god.

"Aladdin! Hypnotize him."

The old man gave a command to the elf beside him.

A purple light flashed in the eyes of the Alakazam that had stepped into the realm of a second-level god.

The cult leader, who had initially been filled with despair, gradually became listless, like a puppet on strings. Everyone who witnessed this felt a chill run down their spines.

A master-level expert was so easily hypnotized into a puppet.

"Does the cult still have those materials on creating gods?" the old man asked.

"Nothing."

Hearing this, some of those who were prepared were not disappointed.

"How exactly did your religion create God?"

"It is not that we created God, but that we hastened the time of that God's birth."

Everyone seemed to be deep in thought, and at the same time, they breathed a sigh of relief.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If the cult were really that powerful, their headquarters wouldn't have been so easily captured.

"Looks like this guy is worthless. All that excitement for nothing." The cloaked old man arrogantly uttered these words before disappearing with Hudi.

Realizing they had made a wasted trip, the group's expressions were not good. As the old man left first, the other powerful figures did not linger.

After all those high-ranking figures had left, Long Du finally let out a heavy sigh of relief and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

"The pressure is too much. I wish I hadn't come," Long Du complained to Peng Chongshan beside him.

Peng Chongshan said with a smile, "It was worth the trip. It's good for young people to broaden their horizons, so they won't be so narrow-minded and complacent."

But in fact, Peng Chongshan was also not at peace. He had not expected that so many giant crocodiles were hiding in the mortal world.

I thought I was strong enough, but I never expected...

"A second-level god... Is that really a realm that humans can set foot in?" Peng Chongshan thought in disbelief.

Before today, Peng Chongshan, the patriarch of one of the eighteen major attribute families, always believed that the limit of a normal elf was the realm of gods.

But to everyone's surprise, elves could become second-level gods.

Longdu nodded in deep agreement: "Yes! This world is more wonderful than we imagine."

"Should we take that one back?" Long Du asked, pointing to the leader of the Divine Cult not far away.

Peng Chongshan shook his head: "No need, he's already brain dead, beyond saving."

The behemoth that was the religion was gone just like that. When they heard that the religion had created a god, they all agreed that the religion would reach a terrifying peak.

However, reality is incredibly cruel. This so-called pinnacle is actually just a sacrifice to the new god, and the cult is merely a offering for the birth of that god.

Upon hearing this, Longdu noticed that the leader of the Divine Cult had stopped breathing.

"A trainer who has stepped into the realm of gods, actually died like this..."

Longdu didn't know what words to use to describe him.

Is it hasty?
It's not that bad, after all, the leader of the cult is facing more than 20 master-level trainers and four sect leader-level trainers.

Is it tragic?
Not really, after all, the leader of the cult was beaten so badly that he had almost no chance to fight back.

Is it tragic?
At least this guy's body was intact.

Peng Chongshan said, "Let's go back. This world is about to descend into complete chaos."

Long Du nodded.

…………

Dark Web Headquarters.

The islands were known as the New World.

Gently stroking the cat next to him, Banben listened to his subordinate's report with narrowed eyes.

The religion is gone, or rather, it's on the verge of disappearing.

With its headquarters captured and its high-ranking combat forces wiped out, the cult is nothing more than a grasshopper in autumn.

The cult "created" gods, but the cult itself is gone, and the remnants of those secret realms failed to obtain the information on creating gods.

It seemed there were no winners in this battle.

But in reality, the true victor had already been hiding in the shadows.

"Step back, we don't need to pay attention to the cult anymore." Banben waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to step back.

The room seemed to fall into an eerie silence once again.

An old man's voice suddenly rang out.

"My clone is dead, and we've only obtained half of the data for creating a god. Are you sure you want to continue the god-creating project?"

“Of course! All the resources on the dark web will be directed towards you. I only have one requirement: to create a controllable Level 1 God.” Banben said in an unquestionable tone.

"I need the DNA of that new god."

Banben frowned slightly. Their Dark Web didn't have the ability to obtain the DNA of the New God, and it was impossible for the Dark Web to confront the New God over this matter.

He's not one of those fools in the cult who thinks they can float around without a foothold just because they have a little power.

While benefits often come with risks, there is no need to take risks when the risks outweigh the benefits.

Creating a first-level god is certainly very tempting, but it would be unwise to gamble everything on the entire dark web.

Sakamoto frowned and asked, "Is it necessary?"

"No, but if I had the chance, I would be more certain."

Sakamoto said, "Let's leave it at that for now. I'll try my best to find a solution."

It doesn't have to be a necessity. We can try the dark web later, but if it doesn't work out, then forget it.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

After the old man left, Ikamoto contacted his secretary via video call.

"Order our spies remaining within the Cult to begin absorbing the remaining forces of the Cult and then integrate them into the Dark Web," Banben commanded.

"Yes!" the short-haired woman opposite replied.

"Then, in the name of other forces, post a bounty on the dark web, offering a high price for the artifact of that new god," Banben instructed.

"Yes."

"Finally... accelerate our penetration into South America. My intuition tells me that this world is going to get more and more exciting, and we in the dark web can't fall behind."

"Yes."

After the video call ended, Ikamoto slowly stood up.

“Foolish fellow! I told you long ago, the real behemoths are hidden deep in the water, what you’ve seen is just the tip of the iceberg.”

"Without enough patience, it's impossible to become the final victor," Ichimoto muttered to himself.

…………

Kyushu Alliance.

The religion is gone.

Upon receiving the message, the alliance president lit a cigarette with his right hand trembling slightly.

It took several minutes to calm down, and it disappeared without a sound.

At least for him, the cult simply vanished without a trace.

Because he didn't sense any fluctuations from the master-level war at all. You have to know that the headquarters of the Divine Cult is located in the Monkey Three region, not far from the Nine Provinces Alliance.

(End of this chapter)