NovelHubTo these gods, Clint and Nash were merely first-tier mortals. The old priest had already given them an easy way out. If they refused
again, they might provoke the highest ruler of the realm, and the consequences would be easy to imagine.
Hence, the two reluctantly accepted the talismans. Inmediately, the talismans disappeared, merging into their bodies.
It turned out that many gods had requested reincarnation after a huge amount of their numbers were annihilated by the
He had long wanted to drive away the idle and sycophantic gods currently residing in the god realm and took advantage of this
opportunity for a major overhaul.
Of course, new candidates were now needed to fill the vacancies. Thus, the old priest had to descend to the mortal realm and use
Nash and Clint to find new candidates.
The old priest mentioned there was no rush. During this period, he would also be busy with other matters, so selecting candidates
was the last step. Hence, he gave them ample time.
However, he was not going to wait idly either. Periodically, a few gods would reincarnate, adding more talismans to their
possession. The longer they delayed, the more talismans they would accumulate. Naturally, the two had little choice and had to
After passing on his instructions, the old priest vanished.
The two quickly collapsed into their chairs, wiping the sweat off their foreheads.
Nash stared at the talismans in his hand with a troubled expression.
“We already have close to ten talismans. Where are we supposed to find candidates for these?” Clint said with a look of
helplessness.
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Nash replied, “We have no choice but to take it step by step. But he didn’t specify the criteria for evaluating these talismans...
That's a problem.”
Nash pondered for a moment then started listing various possibilities. “First, there’s cultivation level. But obviously, there are
hardly any martial artists with a higher cultivation than ours in Drakonia.
"If we use this standard, we might not find anyone. What else is there... Character, maybe?”
“Character? Are you sure?” Clint asked.
Nash shook his head. “I'm not sure. What do we do? That old guy said if we can’t find candidates, we'll have to take their place
ourselves.”
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