As long as you do not have conflicts with the gods and are targeted by the great gods, a commanding demigod can live very well in any world.

Take a young dragon teammate who once took risks together for example.

The water dragon clan, who was not at most twenty years old and called himself Jiuming, although his strength was only about the first-level commander, could already make a name in the well-known high-level world "Traveling to the West to Subdue Demons". As long as you don't provoke pets and boys who come down to earth in the mortal world, or be targeted by that team of demon-subduing masters and disciples, you can act freely on the earth, or even become a mountain king in a certain place.

No matter how dangerous the situation on Earth is, can it be even more dangerous than a higher-level exploration world?

This is his hometown of Dechimus!

He still doesn't know the situation in his hometown!

"No matter what, it cannot be more terrifying than the 'world of creation', right?"

With this idea in mind, the man picked up the package and prepared to set off. He laughed at himself: "There are at least one or two gods stationed in every planet in that place. If it is an important planet, there will even be a god stop!"

His figure was blurred and seemed to be integrated into the world around him. Dechimus used the "Walking in the Void Realm" and entered the spiritual realm. He was ready to go to his lover Chris's former home, collect the breath of her parents, relatives and friends, and then use prophetic spells to find where they are.

However, just as he was about to start the action, Decimus suddenly stopped his actions.

"who!"

Turning his head alertly and looking behind him, he saw the sparse trees on the hills shaking in the wind, and the moonlight hangs in the fine clouds on the dark sky, outlining the outline of the edge of the clouds.

But these are just illusions.

In the perception of the caster, he sensed a trace of secret, but not natural magic fluctuations. This fluctuation appeared within less than four hundred meters around him, and gave him a dangerous prediction.

Four hundred meters, for the commander, it was almost a moment. At this distance, it was almost impossible to dodge the raid. So before yelling, Decimus had already blessed more than three enhanced spells by silent casting, and opened the package in his hand, activate the "Alchemy Armor·Stone Armor" stored in it, and was about to enter a full combat state.

At the same time, through elemental perception, he outlined the position and shape of the enemy now in his soul's vision.

However, just as Decimus, who had already entered the combat state and was about to absorb all the earth elements within hundreds of meters around and condensed his own combat form, really saw his "enemy", he was stunned again and motionless.

Because what appeared in his soul's vision was not what he imagined, but just a "leader".

Instead, there are four commanders at the peak, plus dozens of extraordinary peaks!

——What's going on?! Why are so many strong people suddenly appearing?!

——Four demigods, dozens of senior professionals... Where did this come from?!

"What's going on!"

Decimus couldn't help but be shocked.

Such a lineup, even if it is placed in the bloody battle of the abyss, is an extremely elite team. It is not the arrival of the abyss demon lord, or the devil consul leads the personal guards to encircle and suppress it, and it is impossible for it to be completely eliminated.

If there is another ordinary god (the overlord earth immortal) among them, then you can completely seize part of the abyss and slowly plan to become a new abyss lord! It is not surprising that if it is a righteous god (the immortal celestial immortal), he monopolizes abyss, turns it into a nest, and becomes a member of the master messenger behind the bloody battle!

"Mr. Dechimus, please do not resist."

It seems that because I was discovered, I was too lazy to continue hiding.

Along with a wave of magic power, among the powerful American Federations who appeared together, a man with long golden hair and a feminine face slowly walked out.

He has the ability to be the leader and his smile is very friendly, but the soft smile is extremely dangerous in Deqimus' eyes, like a lurking poisonous snake: "My name is Crosel, a senior executive of the American Federation, the NW Foundation, and the president of the Hongsnake Group."

"Because of our Void ritual reaction, there was obvious and abnormal Void fluctuation in the direction you were in, so I guess that a powerful pioneer space explorer was coming here, so I led the team here to greet you."

"...What do you want to do?"

When Decimus heard the other party say the four words "Pioneer Space", Decimus's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

At this moment, he sensed that the surrounding spiritual world had been blocked by magic circles, and he had been stamped with more than a dozen dimension anchors, so it was impossible for him to escape by teleportation or elementalization.

When he faced the battle head-on, he was just a spellcaster. After being countered with a large number of emergency spells, he would not say that he could defeat four powerful men of the same level and who seemed to be prepared for it. It was a problem whether he could survive the three seconds before the battle.

However, the only thing that is thankful now is that the purpose of these extraordinary people is not to destroy themselves, but to talk to themselves.

"...What do you want to talk to me?"

Taking a deep breath, Decimus said in a deep voice: "In advance, I have not been on Earth for the past five years. If I want to ask about this, I will know nothing."

"We know, Mr. Explorer of Pioneer Space."

The blonde man was very satisfied with De Chimes' attitude that he had actually given up completely.

"The scales from my Lord and my Lord's apostles tell me that you have an unknown 'ancient Lord' breath."

The president of the Holy Snake Spirit Prayer Club, a senior executive of the NW Foundation, and a whitewashed leader of the mysterious organization, Crosel smiled and looked at the man who looked a little lonely and seemed to have suffered a great blow.

He whispered: "It seems that you have encountered something irreversible? But don't worry."

Speaking so, Crosel seemed quite fanatical to draw a circle on his chest - of course, it might be an egg in terms of arc.

Then he said loudly: "Then make a wish to my Lord!"

"Under the light of the daylight, your sorrow will be smoothed out!"

"Sacred!"

After Crosel, all the NW Foundation members who followed him, that is, the whitewashed Holy Snake Spirit prayer meeting members, shouted: "My Lord is merciful!"

"ha?"

Decimus looked confused by the strange prayer that suddenly arrived.

He looked at Crosel in front of him with an incredible gaze: "Wait, who do you say your Lord?"
Chapter completed!