Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 136 Questioning Dennington

"Hmm! Something's not right with this power!"

Dennington's expression changed upon suddenly coming into contact with the Death Demon Sword. His surprise and disbelief were mixed with astonishment. He clearly felt the strength and peculiarity of this power, which could actually resist most of the power of will!
"Peng!"

A huge explosion followed, accompanied by a deafening roar.

A terrifying black mushroom cloud rose slowly, flames raged, and the air was filled with the scent of death.

Dennington was forced back a thousand meters by a single sword strike, his palm throbbing with pain. He casually brushed away the dust, his gaze fixed intently on the projected image of the main god opposite him, and asked curiously, "Is this also one of the main god's powers?"

Although he was highly valued by the main god and had accumulated a lot of information about the main god over the long years, most of it was superficial. This was the first time he had actually fought the main god, even though it was just a projection clone and not even a god clone.

I had heard that the projection of the main god did not possess the power of will; it was just that the body was entirely composed of the main god's power, and its strength was comparable to that of an ordinary palace lord. Logically speaking, it was no match for a Great Perfection Upper God. I was originally planning to hold back a bit, but now it seems that my understanding was not comprehensive enough.

Lynn smiled and shook his head, explaining, "No, these are some of my special techniques. You should keep them to yourself and not tell anyone."

He secretly compared the differences...

In fact, this battle was not fair. It is only natural that the magnetic field power of a god-level being can suppress the will power of a perfect level being. Dennington suffered from the disadvantage of the difference in realm.

Lynn silently calculated that if it were the death magnetic field from the time of a high-level god, it would most likely not be able to withstand the power of Dennington's will.

He thought to himself, "I'll find an opportunity to use my lightning-based divine clone to spar with Dennington."

Dennington suddenly realized and nodded, assuring her, "Yes, I will keep the secret for God."

He was indeed impressed and curious, but wisely refrained from asking further questions, as this involved the secrets of the supreme god.

Lynn smiled, believing that Dennington wouldn't do anything foolish, as it wouldn't benefit him at all.

As can be seen from the details in the original work, high-level gods who have reached the Great Perfection generally disdain to serve as messengers of the main gods, unless the main god they serve is also at the Great Perfection, in which case it is a different story, such as the Lord of Destruction or the Lord of Fate.

Lynn thought to himself, "I also managed to snatch the chief messenger from Utrecht. Luckily, Dennington, whom I recruited in the God of Life, wasn't that special back then."

In reality, he said, "Let's continue."

"Exactly what I want!"

Dennington nodded with a smile, his face showing a eager and combative expression.

He was originally worried about how to subtly hold back and save face for the main god, but now he just wants to unleash his full power, after all, he has only just broken through to the Great Perfection!

"Boom...boom...boom..."

A projection avatar of a death-type main god and a death-type high-level god at the Great Perfection level were engaged in fierce battle. The shockwaves from their battle spread and swept across the entire material plane, including the sky, land, and ocean. The space, as thin as tofu, cracked open with numerous fissures, revealing a brightly colored, turbulent world on the other side.

At the summit of a mountain covered with countless bones stands a black castle.

Sensing the collision and battle between two terrifying auras in the world, a woman in black robes ran out of the castle, her face pale. Her divine senses were terrified by the earth-shattering, world-ending scene, and she was so frightened that her heart pounded and she broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is Lord Dennington's aura. Who is he fighting? Could it be a powerful figure sent from another plane? But this is just a small, resource-scarce place!"

The Candle Nether Plane is a very small material plane with an environment suitable for cultivating fire, darkness, and death laws. About five hundred years ago, it was invaded and occupied by the Ghost Army, which drove out the original fire god worship.

Because of the small territory and population, the Ghost Army did not invest many resources, so it dispatched three god-level powerhouses, including the Plane Guardian, to be stationed there, one mid-level god and two low-level gods.

At this moment, everyone was affected by the battle between Dennington and the mysterious powerful figure, trembling with fear and trepidation.

The message was delivered to the army of ghosts in the underworld through a divine avatar, and after several transfers, it reached the ears of Frederick, the chief god's messenger.

“Interesting. I’ll go and see who could have forced Dennington into such a fierce battle.”

Although the information suggests that the other party is also a powerful being of the death element, this doesn't prove anything. It's normal that there are also powerful beings who cultivate the rules of death in the main god camps of other planes.

Teleportation array activated...

As soon as Fredericks descended into the Candle Nether Plane and released his divine sense, his expression immediately changed drastically.

"Lord God!"

He sensed the aura of the Ghost God and was also shocked by Dennington's strength, wondering when he had become so powerful and terrifying.

But soon, Fredericks realized what was happening and exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and delight, "This Dennington has become a Great Perfection High God!"

Although strictly speaking, Dennington was loyal to the Azure Leaf God of the Realm of Life and to the Ghost God of the Underworld, the messengers all knew that these two gods were the same person.

He and Dennington had a close relationship, having collaborated on many material planes, and were considered fairly familiar friends.

The moment his divine sense covered them, Dennington immediately spotted his friend and colleague, and laughed, "It's Frederic. He probably got the news and came to check."

Lynn suddenly retreated a distance, gathering his vast and profound power as the God of Death, and said with a faint smile, "That's enough. We've fought enough. We can go to a smaller god-plane to exchange ideas sometime in the future. The space of this material plane is ultimately too weak."

Dennington nodded and smiled, "It's certainly not pleasant."

The two exchanged a smile, looked down at the ravaged land, and each unleashed their willpower and magnetic field to restore parts of the environment. After all, this was one of the sources of faith for the underworld, and damaging it would also harm their own interests.

Dennington flew towards the teleportation array.

Lynn said indifferently, "Go tell him what he shouldn't say."

"Come to the Underworld when you have time; I have some questions for you."

After saying that, he disbanded the projected clone.

The original being in the underworld closed its eyes to recall and organize the faint inspiration gained from the battle with Dennington. Even if it could not take this opportunity to overcome the bottleneck, it could still deepen the development of the power of death-type moves.

The further one progresses in cultivation, the harder it becomes to make even the slightest improvement, so he naturally wants to seize every hard-won opportunity.

"Dennington, you've broken through to the Great Perfection stage!?"

Frederic saw his friend flying towards him and asked tentatively with a complicated expression.

Dennington nodded and readily admitted, "Yes, just recently, so the Supreme God was interested in sparring with me."

He paused for a moment, then said seriously, "The Supreme God asked me to remind you what you shouldn't say."

To avoid any misunderstanding, he transmitted his thoughts telepathically, saying, "The projection avatar of the main god has a rather special strength..."

Frederic quickly nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll pretend I was never here."

He thought to himself, "No wonder." He knew the strength of the main god's projection avatar, yet it had fought so fiercely against a Great Perfection Upper God just now. Suddenly, he frowned and said with concern, "There are still three god-level powerhouses from the Ghost Army in this plane."

Dennington's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "Let's help the Supreme God handle this little matter."

Fredericks nodded, not minding. As a messenger of the Lord God, he should do his duty to help the monarch he serves solve all sorts of small problems.

He chuckled and joked, "Lord Dennington, how does it feel to be a Great Perfection High God?"

Dennington laughed, "I can now kill my former self with just a glance, what do you say!"

Frederic was shocked and envious. He took a deep breath to calm himself and said with a smile, "When I tell others that I have a high-level god friend, they will be so envious."

His lightning-based laws were just one step away from being broken, but it was an insurmountable barrier that left people in despair.

Dennington laughed and said, "Let's go, let's handle it together."

After dealing with this minor matter, Dennington went to the Underworld to formally visit Lynn's divine avatar. He knew that although the Azure Leaf God was the main god of the Life God Realm, he spent most of his time residing here.

Lynn received a report from a green-haired elven maid, smiled, and had her invited in, showing no indifference towards the other god-level powerhouses.

"Please... the Supreme God is actually being so polite to this Dennington."

The elven maid was shocked. She had served the God for many years and occasionally dealt with high-ranking members of the Ghost Army who came to pay their respects to the God. She had never seen the God show such respect to a god. She immediately dared not be negligent, suppressed her arrogance, and quickly went to greet him.

"Mr. Dennington, please come in."

The elven maid politely led the people into the main god's palace.

Upon entering the spacious and cool hall, Dennington looked up and saw the chief god, clad in a black and gold robe, seated on a pure black throne, looking down at him with a smile.

"Greetings to the Lord God."

Dennington bowed slightly, a sight that once again surprised the elven maid, who was not kneeling before the chief god.

At this moment, Dennington, the person involved, was also not at peace. He thought to himself, "The aura of the supreme god is unfathomable. Standing in front of him, I am like a humble and insignificant ant."

Having just broken through to the Great Perfection Upper God realm, Dennington's pride and arrogance reached their peak. He even looked down on most of the main gods, thinking that they were just born early and had good luck.

But the moment he faced the true form of the main god, his unbridled arrogance diminished considerably.

Lynn said to the maid, "You may leave."

After the maid left, he asked Dennington seriously, "Tell me about all the changes that have occurred since you advanced to the Great Perfection stage. You are not allowed to hide anything."

He wanted to test whether Dennington knew about the Chains of Law.

"It's the Supreme God..."

Sensing the seriousness of the Supreme God, Dennington dared not be negligent and recounted all the details.

He doesn't know anything about the Laws of Chains!
Lynn was pleased and continued, "Did you sense a special power...?"

He carefully observed the entire process, using the magnetic field to sense Dennington's emotional fluctuations and determine whether he was lying.

Dennington nodded, his expression hesitant, and said uncertainly, "I seem to be able to sense a special fluctuation emanating from the main god, but it is very subtle, and I can hardly sense it unless I am standing here."

Lynn's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively withdrew her magnetic field power, then looked at him and asked, "And now?"

Dennington carefully sensed it, shook his head, and said frankly, "I don't feel that way anymore."

Lynn felt relieved, thinking to himself that it was good. He had always been very wary of using magnetic field power, precisely to guard against this situation.

As expected, the souls of those at the Great Perfection level are more sensitive. This was true for Dennington, not to mention the other Great Perfection main gods. His previous cautious approach was indeed correct.

"You come with me."

Lynn was unaware of the details of Dennington's thoughts, but he could sense the subtle changes in the magnetic field fluctuations, from high-spirited and arrogant to cautious and humble. He smiled slightly, stood up, and walked towards the depths of the hall on his own.

Seeing this, Dennington followed and went to the quiet bedroom.

Lynn raised his hand and emitted a black beam of light. The hidden spatial portal slowly opened, creating a vortex-shaped passage that rippled.

As they passed through the spatial portal one after the other, the environment suddenly changed, and the spatial pressure seemed to have lessened somewhat.

Dennington looked around at his new surroundings in surprise, then looked at the Supreme God and asked, "Where is this place?"

Lynn explained with a smile, "This is a miniature death dimension..."

Some matters involving the supreme deity are difficult for even gods to know, not because they deliberately conceal them, but because they usually have no specific reason to share them.

"The supreme god has this kind of authority..."

Dennington was surprised, envious, and incredulous. Even with his perfected experience, he found this method to be heaven-defying. He secretly lamented how much favoritism the world showed to the main god.

There is no supreme god.

The highest-ranking gods who have reached the Great Perfection are the true emperors who rule the world, but unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

As they spoke, they flew to a desolate, black plain.

As far as Dennington could see, the earth was covered in a dark black, without a single undulation, as silent as a huge black slab of stone.

There was no sound of wind, no sound of flowing water, and no sound of life; the absolute silence made even the sound of one's own heartbeat seem particularly abrupt.

The ground was cracked, with fissures resembling the earth's hideous wounds, yet not a single wisp of green could sprout from them.

There was no tenacious sprouting from the soil, nor any graceful swaying in the wind, only boundless desolation stretching endlessly into the distance, as if time and life had come to an abrupt end here.

Lynn said calmly, "Although this is not the real underworld and the space is relatively weak, it is still much stronger than the material plane, enough for us to fight without restraint."

Dennington readily agreed, "Alright, since the Lord God is willing, I'm happy to oblige."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn's Saintly Realm body leaped out from the soul space, while the God Avatar disappeared instantly. The speed was so fast that even Dennington, who had been observing, could not detect the slightest trace.

Lynn waved and laughed, "Come on, let's start with the first round. We'll only fight with the rules of death and our bodies. We won't use any other divine power or weapons."

Danning immediately understood; the Supreme God clearly intended to use him as a whetstone to cultivate the rules of death.

(End of this chapter)