I have an Apocalypse City - Chapter 1691

Chapter 1691: Chapter 1692: Divine Belonging Chapter 1691: Chapter 1692: Divine Belonging Song Jian’s luck was really too bad. You must know, he had mastered three Powers of Law and was just a step away from upgrading to a mid-level Divine World deity. Regrettably, the great disaster struck, directly demoting him to the Legendary Realm.

Even after being reduced to the Legendary Realm, Song Jian’s strength was not to be underestimated, and as his power gradually broke free from its seals over time, he viewed the Legendary Realm with disdain.

Unfortunately, Song Jian’s luck was really too awful. Originally, he wanted to quickly ascend to divine status and capture a city as his stronghold, gathering resources. However, he hit a snag and, had he not resorted to a secret technique at the last moment, he might have been obliterated in the City of Hope.

Song Jian received the news of Song Jian’s promotion to the Divine World and he couldn’t believe it–a divine favorite had ascended to divinity so quickly, which filled him with resentment.

Afterward, Song Jian tried to attack some lower-level cities, and his luck wasn’t too bad. He managed to capture two second-tier cities. However, such cities had no potential for development. After pillaging them, he left them behind without a second thought.

It was precisely because he had captured these two small cities that his whereabouts were exposed, drawing a large group of Legendary Realm powerhouses who wished to “hunt gods.”

At first, Song Jian didn’t care–however many came, he would slay just as many. Even if he couldn’t kill them, he could drive away these hyena-like hunters.

But as time passed, more and more aspirants wishing to become gods through “god hunting” appeared, and Song Jian gradually started to feel overwhelmed. He wanted to hide for a while, but unexpectedly, in his last stand, he met with a tough match.

In this battle, Song Jian killed more than thirty Legendary Realm powerhouses, but in the end, he was defeated, his left hand was rendered useless, and the final blow, a mental strike, left Song Jian unconscious. Fortunately, his body’s survival instinct led him to again cast an escape secret technique at the last moment.

While he lay severely injured and on the brink of death, he happened to fall in front of Zhao Ming, sparking a murderous intent within Zhao Ming.

It was precisely this trace of murderous intent that awakened Song Jian from unconsciousness. In the nick of time, he dodged Zhao Ming’s curse-level powerful skill.

In the past, Song Jian would not have given a minor character like Zhao Ming a second glance, smashing any such irritant to death with a single blow, but now, the greatly weakened Song Jian, looking at Zhao Ming who was in a near-death state, had a different thought rising in his mind.

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How long had passed, Zhao Ming slowly regained consciousness. Opening his eyes, he found to his surprise that he wasn’t dead and was lying in an underground cave.

Above him were large stone pillars, and pure spring water slowly dripped down along the pillars, drop by drop, falling to the cave floor.

In the dim environment, Zhao Ming saw a figure, bare-chested, standing by a pool formed by the dripping water, washing his wounds.

“That saint!” Zhao Ming tensed up immediately and couldn’t help but shift slightly.

“Awake?” Song Jian opened his mouth wide, giving Zhao Ming a smile filled with fresh blood that was particularly ferocious, startling Zhao Ming.

“You, you didn’t kill me?” Zhao Ming checked his stats. His Vitality Points limit seemed to be restricted, recovering only to about a third, and could not increase further. His Mental Strength limit was even more severely limited, to a mere ten points.

The current Zhao Ming probably couldn’t even match an ordinary person–a single most basic handgun could claim his life!

“So eager to die, huh? I can oblige you!” Song Jian finished bandaging his wounds and slammed his iron rod down with force.

“Clang,” a collision echoed through the cave, and Zhao Ming waved his hands in fear, saying, “No, no, want to live, want to live…”

“Heh heh, would you be interested in becoming my subordinate deity?” Mie Tian carried his iron rod, took steps toward Zhao Ming, and although his face was filled with smiles, his eyes were filled with a deep coldness.

“Subordinate deity?” Zhao Ming was stunned, never expecting that Mie Tian would actually offer to make him his subordinate deity.

If it were in the past, becoming the subordinate deity of a divine being would definitely make anyone in the game world jump with excitement.

But now, with the existence of saints, with the possibility of ascending in a single step, the temptation of becoming a subordinate deity wasn’t as great as before. However, when presented with the opportunity, Zhao Ming was still very excited!

“Can I really?” Zhao Ming doubted.

Mie Tian sized up Zhao Ming and couldn’t help but sneer, “Why can’t you? If it weren’t for my quick thinking, I would’ve almost died at your hands…”

Zhao Ming’s face stiffened immediately, realizing that he was still in a hostile relationship with Mie Tian.

“Don’t be afraid. As long as you obediently listen to me, not only will I spare your life, but I will also help you advance to divine status and become my subordinate deity. How does that sound?” Mie Tian, smiling, pointed the iron rod at Zhao Ming and asked.

Zhao Ming, seeing the iron rod pointed right at the tip of his nose and feeling the chill it emitted, couldn’t help but shiver and quickly nodded in agreement, “Okay, okay, I’m willing, willing!”

“Hahaha, good!” Mie Tian nodded in satisfaction, pointed his iron rod at Zhao Ming, and said, “From now on we’re family. Since we’re family, first hand over all the healing items in your bag to me. Once we reach the Divine World and return to the Divine Temple, I’ll give them back to you!”

Mie Tian knew that divine beings all had their own storage space, and that even if one were beaten to death, at most only one-tenth of their items would drop, so it was better to have them hand over the items willingly.

Upon hearing this, a look of realization crossed Zhao Ming’s eyes; Mie Tian was interested in his recovery elixirs.

But at this moment, being a lamb on the chopping block, even if Mie Tian wanted everything in his bag, including the equipment on his body, Zhao Ming would definitely agree, for his life was precious.

Nowadays, Zhao Ming didn’t dare to hope for the status of a subordinate deity; as long as Mie Tian didn’t pursue the fact that he had ambushed him, didn’t kill him, Zhao Ming would be very satisfied.

In no time, a large pile of recovery items lay in front of Mie Tian.

“This, this is an Advanced Recovery Elixir, which can restore one thousand six hundred Vitality Points in a single use with only ten seconds cooldown. This is a Vitality Pill, which can restore a total of three thousand Vitality Points in thirty seconds in a non-combat state, and this is…” Zhao Ming took out all the recovery elixirs from his bag, including some of blue quality.

Mie Tian glanced at them, looked expressionlessly at Zhao Ming, seemingly uninterested in the elixirs before him.

Zhao Ming shivered inside, and with a gritted teeth, hesitantly took out a silver-quality potion from his belt and handed it to Mie Tian, “This is an A-grade Gene Modification Potion, which not only can instantly restore 80% of Vitality Points but can also heal disabilities like severed limbs. After taking it, there’s a chance to increase 0-3 free attribute points…”

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