I'm not just human!

"Master, yes...yes!"

Xia Fa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Okay, then eat as much as you like."

He had actually guessed long ago that the bee eggs should be able to devour the corpse of this demigod-level supernatural creature. The reason was simple: these bee eggs came from the "physical" Poison Patriarch Veronica!

In the face of a physical being, even a ruler is no match for it, so what is a demigod?

call out!

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out from the tree hollow, and the bee egg crashed into the giant deer's body, then began to dart around inside its three-meter-long body.

Anything that comes into contact with its translucent egg membrane—whether it be bones, muscles, organs, blood, fat…everything—will be absorbed by it instantly.

It felt like a red-hot steel ball falling into a giant deer sculpted from snow.

Xia Fa was quite surprised, but also somewhat pleased.

You have to understand, this is a demigod-level supernatural being!

Even in his Silver Throne state, he couldn't completely cut it with his claws alone; at most, he could only damage some of the outer skin and muscle.

And this bee egg of mine devoured its corpse so easily, as if there was no obstacle at all!

"Bee eggs from a real body, truly extraordinary..."

Xia Fa sighed inwardly, but since the bee egg was now his pet, the stronger it performed, the happier he would be.

"By the way, after fighting this demigod-level supernatural creature for so long, my progress in understanding the secret contract..."

It was clear that the bee eggs would take a long time to be devoured, after all, the three-meter-tall giant deer was far too large compared to its pea-sized body.

Therefore, Xia Fa simply decided to understand the progress of the secret agreement right here in this tree hole.

"Keep an eye on things for me, and let me know if there's any danger."

Xiafa communicated with the bee eggs through spiritual intuition.

"Okay...okay, leave it to me, Master!"

Bee Egg responded decisively, which already showed a certain boldness.

Xia Fa shook his head and chuckled, but felt somewhat relieved. He immediately leaned against the off-white tree wall and entered a meditative state.

Gradually, he felt himself transform into a luminous sphere, flying towards the domineering, majestic contract standing at the boundary between his mental and astral bodies.

……

At the same time.

The entrance to the Mist God Hunting Grounds.

Squeak!

The twelve-wheeled carriage stopped outside the hall. The door opened, and Chestnut was the first to peek out, its furry ears twitching as it looked outside.

"Huh, those noble students don't seem to be here."

She had barely murmured a sentence when a girl's urging voice came from behind her.

"Why worry about them? Chestnut, let's get off the bus first. This time we have twice as many people as they do, we absolutely cannot lose to them!"

Chestnut gave a blank "Oh" and was the first to jump out of the car.

Behind her, a woman with an extremely hot figure, completely shrouded in a white priest's robe, also holding a staff, stepped out of the car.

Her high heels touched the muddy ground as she stepped off the car with remarkable lightness, her eyes darting left and right like a chestnut.

"They weren't there after all. They probably went into the Mist God Hunting Grounds first..."

Immediately afterwards, more than sixty young men and women stepped out of the twelve-wheeled carriage, which resembled a bus, all dressed in white or emerald robes.

Glenn was prominently featured among them, but Ethan and Fensny were not present.

As for the clergy of lower rank in the Church of St. Vivian, it was even less likely that they would come.

These sixty-odd men and women represent roughly half of the young archbishops or deacons in the entire Kingdom of Augu.

Some of them lived in parishes far from Augustus's capital and were transported there via a long-distance ritual teleportation array.

"We can't waste any more time. Let's go in right away. There are more than sixty people. If we lose to more than thirty of them, it would be a huge disgrace to the church."

The woman with the hot figure waved her hand, giving orders; she was clearly the unseen leader of the group.

Chestnut nodded its little head but didn't say anything.

Glenn, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, stepped forward and laughed:

"Don't worry, how could they possibly lose? Their strongest players are only Poincaré and Off, and there's also Daponz, who shouldn't be underestimated. The rest are just average, don't you agree, Ianser?"

The fiery beauty named Ianther nodded and said:

“That’s true. We have three whale-level hunters on our side, plus you and Chestnut who just broke through to elephant-level. Our chances of winning are very high. In short, just like we planned, we will form teams of three and hunt together, while advancing in all directions of the Mist God Hunting Grounds.”

Suddenly a voice came from the crowd:

"What if we encounter a Mist Scale Dragon? Are we just going to split the 300,000 gold pounds?"

Ianse replied without hesitation:

"You can discuss it yourselves when the time comes. Anyway, I'm not going to become Prince Justinian's squire. Besides, given the Mist Scale Dragon's vigilance, it would be very difficult to encounter him."

As they talked, they entered the entrance to the Mist God Hunting Grounds, and each of their hunting permits trembled slightly.

But as soon as they stepped inside, the church's elite members, led by Ianse, were stunned.

This was because they saw that their "great enemies," Off, Poincaré, and Daponz, were gathered with a dozen or so noble students, discussing something intensely and excitedly.

The sound could be faintly heard.

“I’m telling you, for us superhumans in the field of mechanical secrets, the All-Encompassing Forge is definitely the best. Why do you look down on the All-Encompassing Forge?”

"Tch~ Did I say I looked down on him? I just prefer the Celestial Spirit Master, that's a supreme-level secret contract that can subdue Celestial Spirits!"

"The Silver Throne is still better, anyway, my father, uncles, and other elders all highly recommend the Silver Throne."

“Poincaré, of course you’d be willing to sign the Silver Throne. If you could transform into a three-meter-tall metal humanoid like that one, and with your two advanced secret contracts, ‘Lava Burst’ and ‘High-Temperature Propulsion,’ wouldn’t you be invincible?”

"That's not entirely true. I'm not invincible. For example, if I were a demigod, I probably wouldn't be able to defeat the Overlord..."

Upon hearing the contents of this conversation, Ianser, Chestnut, and Glenn were all stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they had just heard.

Discussing the secret treaty of the overlords is nothing unusual; they discuss it and dream about it regularly.

Especially the two overlord-level secret contracts, "Forge of All Things" and "Eternal Conditions," which are considered semi-public information within the church, are the subject of much discussion.

Information about the "Silver Throne" is extremely scarce, almost entirely top secret.

At the same time, people like Chestnut and Glenn, who either had demigod grandfathers or had profound backgrounds, also understood that there were definitely more than three types of overlord-level secret contracts, and they had vaguely heard of the other overlord-level secret contracts.

But what about that three-meter-tall metal humanoid that those noble students mentioned earlier...?

Judging from what they said, it seems to be... the secret ability displayed by the extraordinary individuals who signed the Silver Throne?

And what's more, they actually encountered one alive?

Ianser and Chestnut exchanged a glance, both seeing the utter surprise and seriousness in each other's eyes.

No longer caring about the face-saving squabbles between the noble students and the church elites, Ianser immediately stepped forward and spoke forcefully:

"Poincaré, what were you just saying? Did I hear that right?"

Auf and the others had actually noticed the arrival of the church's elites long ago, as early as when the twelve-wheeled carriage arrived outside the Mist God Hunting Grounds.

They deliberately leaked this information to see the reaction of these church elites, in order to confirm whether the extraordinary person who signed the Silver Throne was indeed a church elite.

But now it seems... that's not the case.

Poincaré felt a sense of relief, but his face remained impassive as he said:

"Oh? You're here. You're here quite early."

Glenn, disregarding everything else, stepped forward and said:

“Poincaré, don’t be like this, tell me quickly, you haven’t really encountered a superhuman who signed the Silver Throne, have you? My God, this…”

Auf, perched atop the traveling slime, snorted condescendingly and said:

"I might as well tell you, not only did we encounter that future extraordinary monarch, but we even... witnessed him kill a demigod-level supernatural creature!"

Chapter 131: Comprehension progress greatly increased, new abilities acquired!

Hunted down a demigod-level supernatural creature?

Whether it was Glenn, Chestnut, or Ianser, their pupils dilated in shock upon hearing this news.

Daponz then added with a chuckle:

"Moreover, that future extraordinary monarch has not yet reached the demigod level; at most, he is only at the whale level, or perhaps even the elephant level."

The church's young elites stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if they couldn't believe what they were hearing.

Glenn was stuttering:

"Really...really? You're not kidding me."

As a member of the Augustus family, he had known Poincaré and Ofe since childhood.

However, due to the difference in talent, and the fact that the other two were offspring of angels, he was quickly left far behind.

He has only just broken through to the Elephant level, while the other two are already at the Whale level and are on their way to becoming demigods, although it will probably take them another ten years or so.

Auf said in a rather strange tone:

Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, see for yourselves.

She stretched out her fair little hand and pointed to a big tree not far away.

The church elites looked up and gazed in the direction she was pointing.

Then, they were all stunned.

There stood a towering tree, two meters in diameter, now riddled with three holes, the entrances surrounded by recently solidified silver metal.

Not only this towering tree, but also more than a dozen others behind it, all had been pierced with one large and two small holes, and the entrances of the holes were all covered with that strange silver metal.