Chapter 434 — The Mythic Trial Begins (Happy Birthday, Weila)

"That was a long sleep." At the heart of the flames, the full form of the colossal creature emerged. It had a humanoid body; its legs, abdomen, and arms were packed with black muscle, and a few stray bristles of deep crimson clung to its hide, forming flame-like patterns.

Its head stunned many factions, for it was the head of a pig. Though its face bore demonic flame patterns and its long tusks radiated menace, that unmistakable snout made its race plain at a glance.

Among the many Totem Nations, a group of unremarkable pig-headed people trembled, stretching out their arms toward that titanic figure. No one had imagined that the Boar God, described by the World Tree clone as immensely powerful, would turn out to be a deity resembling the pig-headed people.

"Lord Boar God, as agreed, I leave the rest to you," the giant green World Tree eagle said to the Boar God from the sky.

"Understood, little Jiaqi." The Boar God glanced at the green giant eagle, its voice immense.

The exchange between the World Tree clone and the Boar God shook everyone once again.

Wait—wasn't the World Tree supposed to be Lan Yanzhi's clone? By all rights, shouldn't its status be very high?

Even a deity of the Mythic Age should have been gestated by Blue Star...

Everyone felt that there were still secrets they did not know.

The Boar God looked at the World Tree clone. Others might not understand, but as one of the deities who had struck a bargain with Lan Yanzhi and slumbered in Inatella, how could it not know?

The World Tree was called Blue Star's clone, but in truth it was merely a spokesperson created by Blue Star to hasten the revival of myth. More than a clone, it was like a child that had inherited some of Blue Star's will and power. In terms of status, it was merely a junior to the divine beasts that had lived through the invasion war.

After all, if they had not guarded Blue Star together, Blue Star would long since have been utterly destroyed, and the World Tree would never have been born.

"So these are the so-called human Beastmasters." At that moment, the Boar God looked toward the hundred thousand living beings gathered around it and toward the demigod experts hidden in their separate dimensions, an expression of keen interest on its face.

Its massive tusks gleamed, and its red eyes shone with curiosity.

Because it had slumbered so long, the power within its body was now exceedingly faint—equivalent only to the Overlord level. And because the world's laws were incomplete, its divine skills had degraded to quasi-divine skills. Even so, the pressure it radiated was still formidable.

After all, it possessed the blood of a god. Even the demigods could not properly gauge this Boar God's strength.

"Grr..." A faint hot wind blew from its mouth. It swept its gaze around, then said, "More than anything else, let's just see some strength."

The colossal Boar God raised its thick arm. White flames gathered and gradually formed a blade of fire. Along the blade, dozens of meters long, white flames like liquid rose layer upon layer, brimming with life force—a vitality that stirred the heart.

Boom!

The Flame Blade was thrust into the ground by the Pig God.

"This—" At that moment, every demigod was shaken.

Because the Pig God had just utterly outclassed them with that single move. When it came to mastery over the power of rules, none of them could compare to this Pig God. Their opponent... had casually condensed what appeared to be a mythic-tier resource—a blade of flame imbued with quasi-rule power?!

"Next, right here, with humans as the participants, only fire-type creatures may be sent into battle. You will determine who is strongest. The strongest shall obtain my former weapon. It contains the Rule of Life."

"It is called the 'Soul-Rising Blade.' One slash can grant life to the lifeless, turn a seed into a divine plant, shape flesh for a soul. It was my weapon in those days. Though now battered and broken, for beings who have not mastered divine arts, it remains a treasure beyond compare. Come, let me see your strength—let me see who can claim this Flame Blade that holds the Rule of Life, who can take the Fire of All Beings." It laughed heartily, gazing upon the multitude of living things.

A mythic-tier resource!

At that moment, across the seven nations, all who possessed fire-type beasts—

—every Beastmaster felt their heart burn. Every fire-type Overlord of the Totem Nation had eyes blazing with fervor. Even the Totems and demigods leading the teams stared at the Soul-Rising Blade with fanatical desire.

Without question, this was a mythic-tier resource that could grant immense enhancement even to a demigod.

Its value was such that even a Totem might be tempted to alter its own attribute and re-evolve toward the fire element for its sake!!

"This resource—I, Ponkham, claim it!!!" At that moment, the Flame Dragon King, heir to the Dragon Empire and self-proclaimed strongest fire-type creature among the World Tournament contestants, had dragon eyes filled with the flames of greed.

Hahahaha, even heaven favored it.

Who would have thought the very first mythic trial would require a fire-type creature?

The strongest fire-type?

Was that not a description of itself?

The Totem of the Origin Land was of wood and lightning dual types. The son of the Tyrant Dragon King from the Dragonman Empire was pure dragon-type—dragon-type containing partial wood and water natures, not a fire dragon, evolving toward the Azure Dragon.

Neither of these two Totems had the qualifications to compete. Among the aces of the seven nations' upper four, Ye Xing specialized in the power of the stars, his beasts spanning all attributes. Though he had a fire-type beast that cultivated solar power, it was not his ace and no match for it. Snowfield's Andrei was ice-type, Divine Wind's Jossen was mechanical-type, and Glory's Amelia was also light-type.

Among the aces of other demigod factions, none specialized in fire either. The Night Forest and the Demon Nation were dark-type, the Endless Sea was water-type, the Ghost Sea was necromantic-type, the Far North Icefield was ice-type, the Void Court was spatial-type, the Eternal Desert was earth-type—

—by this reckoning, no one could compete with it.

Hahahahaha.

It possessed invincible Overlord strength, and combined with its contracted servant's "Armorization" talent, among Overlord-tier fire-types, it had absolutely no rival.

Even if this Fire of All Beings did not seem like something that could boost its combat power in the short term, so long as it obtained this, the World Tournament would not have been a loss—even if it could not claim the ultimate championship, it would not be a loss.

This, at the very least, could guarantee that after the mythic revival, it would step onto the path of godhood. This was clearly the inheritance of this Pig God!!

"Holy crap, fire-type."

At the same time, equally thrilled as the Flame Dragon King was the Flame Time King.

"Hehehehe." Beside Lin Shuo, there also came a trem—

—bling laugh of excitement. Shi Jin's eyes burned with fire as he said: "Fire-type is good, fire-type is good, a winning start!"

"This one, we'll give to Crimson Pupil too! So it stops saying I play favorites every day."

He and Crimson Pupil working together—no matter what, this resource had to be claimed. Mine, mine, all mine.

Happy birthday to Operations Officer Vera. In two hours, at midnight, there will be another update—an extra chapter for our rich lady~