I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Lady Dotia shouldn't have been allowed to hold the sacrificial ceremony. If she were still alive, how would those despicable people from that country dare to invade?"

Faced with the attack from that country, the people of this country, who were suffering repeated defeats, were somewhat desperate.

at this time.

"boom--!!"

A figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed in the very center of the battlefield, causing a loud explosion.

The intense impact caused a ring of dust to spread out from it, with dirt flying everywhere, burying and obscuring the view of everyone around the battlefield, including Daruka, making it impossible to see what was happening.

"What happened?"

Something fell from the sky! Was one of the dragons shot down?

Amidst the dust, Xue Jing, dressed in black tactical gear, slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on the dozen or so flying dragons in the sky.

"Then first..."

"Let's catch these fish that slipped through the net first."

Xue Jing took a deep breath, and amidst the roar of a dragon, a powerful true dragon was born from within his body.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately shattered into powdery energy, which, after being shaped by Ruyi, returned to its true dragon form.

It then split in two: one part surged into the blood, igniting countless sparks, while the other part surged into the muscles, stirring up wind, clouds, and thunder.

Xue Jing's figure vanished from the spot in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in the air, in front of the nearest flying dragon.

Before the dragon and the soldiers of the other country riding it could react, Xue Jing threw a punch that struck the dragon's head.

At the same time, he suddenly had a thought, and with the help of the [Hidden Dragon Ruyi Force], he added a touch of softness to the already formed punch.

"puff--"

With a muffled thud, Feilong flew backwards without uttering a sound, and the person from the other country on his back was also thrown away.

As it flew backward, the dragon's entire body began to swell wildly, like boiling water, with countless large bulges appearing. As it crashed into another dragon, its entire body exploded, spewing out a sky full of blood, flesh, and bone fragments.

The dragon that was hit was sent flying backwards, just like the previous one, its body bulging out. When it collided with another dragon, it exploded.

Such scenes occurred one after another, with one dragon exploding and crashing into another. In a short time, ten dragons exploded and died in succession.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang -"

The continuous explosions, the blood mist and bits of flesh filling the air, brought everyone on the battlefield to a standstill.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the sky, their eyes glazed over, motionless.

It wasn't fear or shock, but utter incomprehension.

What is happening before them now is beyond the limits of their imagination.

Why can some people jump so high?

Why is it that someone can send a dragon flying with a single punch?

Why did the dragon explode after being knocked away?

Why did the other dragon explode after it collided with it?

I don't understand at all, I don't comprehend it at all, it makes no sense.

Xue Jing landed lightly on the ground, looked at the result of his punch, nodded, and was quite satisfied.

"This move is called 'Thunder Flame Boiling Cauldron - Passing on the Flame After the Fire Ends'."

He looked at the few remaining dragons and snapped his fingers.

Black energy swirled around him, transforming into black flames that formed an armored giant with only his upper body.

The giant held a black bow, assuming a posture of drawing the bow and nocking an arrow, and several black arrows appeared on the bowstring.

“Swish, swish, swish, swish—”

The arrow flew out and accurately pierced the necks of the remaining dragons in the sky, killing them and sending them crashing to the ground.

The giant then turned around and swung his giant fist at the stunned soldiers and Daruka on the ground.

"boom--!!"

With a sweep of his giant fist, he stirred up a cloud of dust and sent all the soldiers and Daruka flying dozens of meters away.

"Boom boom boom boom——"

The roaring sounds rose and fell, and all the people of this country stood at the city gate, staring blankly at the scene of the giant god relentlessly crushing mortals.

The soldiers of that country began to flee, crying and screaming, wishing they only had two legs, desperately trying to get away from that terrifying, pitch-black giant.

Before long, everything settled down.

The Shadow Flame Giant transformed into black flames and gradually dissipated, and Xue Jing himself slowly stepped out from within the black flames.

His figure resembled that of a death king emerging from hell.

Upon seeing the figure shrouded in black flames and dressed in a robe that resembled both a god and a demon, the people of this kingdom immediately snapped out of their daze, knelt down without hesitation, and respectfully prostrated themselves on the ground.

All the creatures before Xue Jing, including all the Daruka, knelt down.

In the quiet atmosphere, the massive city gate slowly opened, creaking loudly.

A dozen or so figures, dressed in significantly more luxurious clothes than the others, emerged from the city.

All of the dozen or so people were men. The youngest one looked to be over forty years old, while most of them were elderly people with white hair.

Trembling, they walked up to Xue Jing.

The elderly man at the head of the group cautiously began, "I am the Grand Elder of the Council of Elders of this country. May I ask who you are...?"

Xue Jing glanced at him but didn't say anything.

At this moment, the Shadow Flame Lion on the hillside, carrying Renia on its back, leaped and bounded quickly to Xue Jing's side, then lowered its body.

Renia slid off the Shadow Flame Lion, hesitated unsteadily for a few moments, touched her chest, calmed herself down, suppressed the nausea, and then slowly walked to Xue Jing's side, half a step behind him.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Xue Jing slowly spoke:

"Renia, you'll be translating for me from now on."

“Tell them.”

His tone was completely flat.

"—From this moment on, I am the king of this country."

"Who is in favor and who is against?"

……

Chapter 165 Plant Contract Lv6, Nice weather, perfect for slaying dragons (4K)

Within the city of this country, there is a rather large open square.

The square is circular, with countless ancient-looking blue stones, bearing the marks of time, placed along its edges. Each stone is engraved with different mysterious characters.

In the very center of the square is a high platform built of wood.

Xue Jing was sitting arrogantly on the high platform at that moment.

Beneath him was an old wooden chair woven from branches and vines.

Looking down at the people of this country who were carrying various sacrificial items to lay out in the square, Xue Jing yawned.

The sudden invasion of that country did him a small favor, allowing him to directly demonstrate his personal martial prowess to the elders of this country without needing any other reason.

After that, things became quite simple. After he had Renia translate the sentence, there was a moment of silence, but no one dared to stand up and object.

The elders immediately knelt down, deeming the man a hero, and pledged their allegiance, welcoming this outsider to be the king of their kingdom.

Xue Jing had no intention of indulging in the emperor's fantasy. He immediately ordered a dragon god sacrificial ceremony to summon the pure-blooded dragon.

In principle, this proposal must be approved by a vote of the elders. Once more than two-thirds of the elders agree, the ceremony will be held, and the shaman will be notified. The shaman will then conduct an ancestral worship ceremony to consult the first shaman. After obtaining the first shaman's consent, a date will be selected...

It's really troublesome anyway.

However traditional or complicated the rules, nothing is non-negotiable under the absolute deterrence of force...

Under Xue Jing's completely "skipped" command, all procedures were omitted, and the construction of the altar began directly on the same day. It is expected that all preparations will be completed by noon tomorrow, and the ceremony to summon the dragon god will be held.

Xue Jing was unfamiliar with how the altar was built and couldn't help, so he could only sit on the throne idly as a 'supervisor'.

Out of sheer boredom, he opened the panel and took a look.

[Possessing Divinity: 1271]

After killing the dozen or so dragons from that country, although each one was weak and could not provide much divinity, the harvest was still quite considerable, totaling more than five hundred divinities.

In addition to the more than 700 he originally possessed, the number of divine beings he now holds has reached four digits.

"How much divinity have I gained since entering the border region?"

Xue Jing recalled for a moment.

It cost 1,200 divinity to upgrade Shadowflame by one level.

The plant contract was upgraded three levels, bringing the total divinity to 1,600.

The two together amount to 2,800. Adding that to the 1,200 I currently hold, and subtracting the 500 provided by [the person in the mirror]...

This border region has provided him with approximately 3,500 points of divinity so far...

The harvest is approximately seven divine relics!

In addition, the constant battles with dragons yielded regular skill experience points...

"This is getting a bit too fast," Xue Jing mused.

What remains are the last pure-blooded dragons.

I wonder how much divinity it would provide if we could kill it?

Or perhaps... what one can gain is more than just divinity.

As Xue Jing was pondering, Renia, standing beside him like a maid, spoke softly: