Dragon Tamer

Chapter 635: Chapter 637: Divine Oracle Flag

“The journey might be a bit long, but Brother Zhu, you can come with me to Xuange Divine Country. I’ll ask the Holy Monarch for help. She is the most incredible Prophet, and even the God Xuan Ge consults her about many matters. The Holy Monarch is very fond of me, and once I tell her that you saved me twice, she will definitely help you, even if it might offend some deity,” said Mi Rong.

Although it might be somewhat challenging to achieve, Mi Rong was determined to find a way to have the Holy Monarch help Brother Zhu.

This statement from Mi Rong indeed awakened Zhu Minglang.

Right, what’s the use of blindly guessing here? Go find one’s own God-selected lucky star, the Star-Painted Lady!

She could prophecy the grace of a True God that the entire Tian Shu Continent coveted, so she could also verify his conjecture about the man with the surname Bai!

“Ah, have I become too arrogant lately, dealing with the Yama Dragon and the Sparrow Wolf God? How can I keep a low profile and gradually progress?” Zhu Minglang felt a headache coming on, realizing one truly shouldn’t get too carried away.

Fortunately, for the time, neither of these two major problems would directly come looking for him.

There was room to maneuver, and besides, the unrefined appearance of the man with the Bai surname did not look like that of a majestic deity. Focus on the matter at hand, then after returning, talk to the Star-Painted Lady, and let her help eradicate this baseless guess for good.

Zhu Minglang’s pace steadied once more, even quickening slightly with excitement as he entered new territory, intrigued by novel sights and the uniquely charming women by the street, creating a feast for the eyes.

“Ah, to speak disrespectfully for a moment, has our revered Sparrow Wolf God forgotten about us? The city becomes terrifying at night in recent years, the Qingdeng Ancient Tower grows dimmer, and our monthly prayers for protection here receive not even a sliver of response. Moreover, it has been a very long time since the Sparrow Wolf God has shown itself, and no miracles have occurred in Divine City anymore…” sighed an elderly woman pushing a small wooden cart selling cakes by the street.

This sentence happened to reach the ears of a certain individual, and hence his pace became steady and careful once again.

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He then went to the Division Conference Gathering Place, where a resplendent golden temple stood.

The temple was ruled by God’s Descendants who worshipped the Sparrow Wolf God, but unfortunately, the Sparrow Wolf God never showed its true face. All paintings, wall carvings, and imprints of the Sparrow Wolf God showcased a figure draped in a luxurious beast robe from behind, its head obscured by the robe’s hood.

Inside the majestic and solemn temple, the managers of this Divine City were mostly emulating their deity, clad in impressive and dignified leather beast robes with little decoration, minimalist yet neat.

“Little Rong!” At this moment, a voice called out from the side.

“Big… Brother?” Mi Rong looked at the burly man who approached in surprise, as if her brother had somehow come back from the dead!

“This is great, I thought you were buried together with those filthy Sacred Refugees. To see you safe and sound is a testament to the prayers I’ve offered these days for you!” Mi Zhongyun said with a smile.

For some reason, Mi Rong found her big brother increasingly hypocritical and unreliable.

She and the God-selected Big Brother went back to the Crater Basin, and her own big brother was nowhere to be found. Clearly, he had run away on his own after seeing the Yama Dragon!

How could there be such a big brother? Once back, she must tell the Holy Monarch about his behavior!

“Brother Zhu saved me; Brother Zhu is so powerful,” Mi Rong said, pointing at Zhu Minglang. Her cheerful smile beamed with radiance as if he were her own beloved big brother!

“Oh, oh, thank you so much for taking good care of my little sister. As it happens, my men are either dead or severely wounded, and we are in need of people. Why not join our ranks in the Xuange Divine Country for the time being and help me seize a Divine Oracle Flag? Once we enter the Supreme Court, you can have any land you wish,” Mi Zhongyun offered generously.

It was like a king bestowing territory upon his newly appointed general.

However, Zhu Minglang had seen too many of such haughty attitudes recently.

One has to admit, the pleasure that arises most genuinely within one’s heart comes from an innate sense of superiority.

Not the kind that is achieved through personal effort and trumps others, but merely the feeling that one can easily trample others underfoot without doing a thing.

No matter how much the world turns topsy-turvy, those who revel in the joy of being above others will never diminish.

Take Zhu Minglang, for example, as he walked through the bustling Divine City, he did not merely notice the beautiful women of the city, but also the men. Eventually, he concluded: even in God Territory no one is more handsome than I!

“That’s a fine offer, but what exactly is this Divine Oracle Flag?” Zhu Minglang nodded, accepting Mi Zhongyun’s proposal.

Zhu Minglang currently lacked a valid identity in the Tian Shu God Domain, and he needed someone like Mi Zhongyun to pave the way and integrate into the society.

“Have you heard of the Doujian God?” Mi Zhongyun said, and without waiting for Zhu Minglang to reply, continued with his usual arrogance, “It’s quite normal that you don’t know him; after all, he is the most low-profile among the thirty-three True Gods, but his strength is no less than that of the Hua Chou God.”

“Oh? And what does the Divine Oracle Flag have to do with him?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Doujian God is a god of rules. His power lies in setting various rules for the mortal world. The Divine Oracle Flag is one of his masterpieces, used in large-scale ruling wars or in battles amongst the God Clan,” Mi Zhongyun explained.

“Setting rules on the battlefield?” Zhu Minglang asked, puzzled.

“For instance, that Divine Oracle Flag. Do you see it, the golden one?” Mi Zhongyun pointed at a flag on display within the Sparrow Wolf Temple.

“What’s the use of that?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“As long as you plant that flag within the city-state you intend to conquer and give it enough time to draw energy from the earth, it will transform into a War God Puppet with absolute dominion over the battlefield, assisting us in capturing the city,” Mi Zhongyun said.

“What’s the strength of this War God Puppet that’s born?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Not even three Peak King Level strongmen might be a match for it, and its role isn’t reflected in its cultivation base. Its ability to destroy city walls, suppress armies, and restrain the Dragon Beast Army far surpasses that of three Peak King Level warriors. As long as we can give birth to it, even if we are outnumbered by the enemy, we can win with ease,” Mi Zhongyun said with a smile.

Zhu Minglang was secretly alarmed.

The Divine Oracle Flag was designed for warfare??

It was like using the power of gods to launch a conquest. There were no gods in the world of the Supreme Court, and without knowing the function of the Divine Oracle Flag, if they surreptitiously sent people to plant it within the borders of Ancestral Dragon City-State, the people would be clueless about what was happening, and the War God Puppet would appear inside the city, delivering a devastating blow to the defenders!