Chapter 529: Chapter 303: 3 Divine Techniques_3
However, if a single Grass Flying Dragon were to continue its bloodline, in one generation, all the Grass Flying Dragons would be its descendants. If they continue to breed with other dragons, their bloodline might become diluted, it’s uncertain whether they would degenerate or not.
If Ange doesn’t want their bloodline to degenerate, he must modify several GrassFlying Dragons to allow their offspring to pair with each other. After a few generations, their bloodline will be far apart and there will not be any worries about inbreeding, thus increasing their numbers could be possible.
Engrossed in his work, Ange suddenly felt a throb in his chest and immediately looked towards the south.
“What’s wrong?” Noticing his abnormality, Negris hurriedly asked.
Ange didn’t say a word and directly pulled out the Bronze Book.
When his body appeared on this plane, Negris also felt the throb: “Divine Fire? Has someone ignited the Divine Fire?”
The ignition of Divine Fire has a strange mechanism that seems to cause a throb that the entire plane can feel.
Ange’s Goddess of Beauty and the God of Farming’s Divine Fire were lit on the Light Sea Plane, so they were sensed by the Goddess of Redemption.
“I, I, I...” Dyson stuttered, unable to speak.
Yes, those fire thieves. The Gods of Light disappeared for over a thousand years, but during these thousand years, the Church of Light functioned as usual, devotees dedicated themselves faithfully. Couldn’t they ignite a few fires of faith?
Of course they could, but it was stolen, stolen by Dyson and his predecessors. They parasitized the Church of Light and claimed themselves to be fire thieves, stealing all the seeds of fire that could help them ascend to godhood.
Dyson even used extra fires of faith to ambush Harvey once.
Unfortunately, they didn’t have the ability to ignite the fires of faith and they couldn’t accomplish their dream- to become a god.
However, looking at the sizzling divine power, Dyson found it hard to believe, because Guliani had helped him realize that dream and ignited his divine fire.
“Now you have a choice, serve our Lord, or die.” Guliani said with a smile, maintaining his usual genial image, but his words sent chills down Dyson’s spine.
Dyson looked at the specter behind Guliani, slowly kneeled down, bit his teeth and asked: “Are the evil gods that Anthony mentioned you guys?”
“No, our Lord is merely a shadow of the light.” The corner of Guliani’s mouth twitched: “Anthony just made up an excuse and happened to be right.”