Extra Trial

With the Weapon Card in hand, Lin Xiao no longer hesitated and said in a low voice:

"I've decided to accept this extra trial."

"Very good!"

The Class Teacher tossed the Crystal Dice in his hand, and it hovered before Lin Xiao. He reached out and caught it, only to discover in surprise that this thing was a special wonder capable of blocking the influence of any power, including divine power. It was perfect for use as dice. Even if a true god got hold of it and threw it, the number rolled would still depend on luck.

"Whew!"

He blew lightly on the dice in his hand and tossed it. The Crystal Dice fell onto an invisible light screen before him, rolled a few times, and displayed the number eleven.

"Damn!"

Lin Xiao's face immediately fell.

This luck was truly terrible. Eleven times the difficulty—it was absurd.

Class Teacher Wu Hai did not look much better either. With a trace of regret, he said, "Your luck isn't very good. Do your best."

There was nothing he could do about this result. Although he wished every student could succeed, the resources in his hands were not unlimited. He could only give them to the most outstanding students.

And whether a student was outstanding enough depended on their performance in every major class and test.

Lin Xiao's performance this time had surprised him greatly, but with luck this bad, there was nothing he could do.

"You have one month to prepare."

After saying that, Wu Hai's projection turned into a streak of golden light and left the Divine Domain.

"What a pity!"

"What a pity!"

He and the tutor, Zheng Wenzhuo, sighed at the same time. After exchanging glances, Wu Hai said:

"Keep watch here for now. I'll go check on the other places."

Within the Divine Domain, while the two teachers had practically sentenced him to death, Lin Xiao himself was not too dejected.

Eleven times the difficulty was terrifying, but he was not completely incapable of resisting. The losses would merely be severe. But if he could complete the trial and obtain a Divine Domain Card, it would have an unimaginable impact on his future development.

Divine Domain Cards were simply too rare. Moreover, this was a Five-Star Divine Domain Card of precious extraordinary quality, and the type of land it added to the Divine Domain was so suitable. It could practically change the overall structure of his Divine Domain and let him transform it in one stroke.

His current Divine Domain was basically all water. It was fine in the early stages, but it would severely limit his development in the middle and later stages.

A Divine Domain's terrain types absolutely could not be too singular. A single terrain type might be extremely strong in one aspect, but it also meant having enormous weaknesses. His Divine Domain army consisted of only one race, the Murlocs. If he did not change things, he would only be able to add aquatic races in the future.

When he entered his Second Year of High School next year, the difficulty of regular major classes and monthly tests would increase drastically. Especially in the monthly placement exams, they would most likely be made to attempt invasions of some tiny Plane Shards, which would require them to enter different environments.

If they were all water environments, that would be fine. But if the Plane Shard they invaded was a desert plane or an arid wasteland plane, wouldn't his aquatic race be unable to even get there?

Lin Xiao had considered how he should transform in the future long ago. Now that the opportunity lay before him, how could he possibly let it slip away?

One month of preparation time was not long. He immediately descended his consciousness into the Murloc Chieftain's body and summoned all the Murlocs of the tribe to gather in the center of the settlement.

This time, he did not bother with any empty formalities. He directly announced that a very powerful enemy would soon invade, and that the great Lord of Gray Mist had bestowed weapons upon them for battle.

Then came the prayer ritual.

There was no need to make up a reason, but the proper ritual still had to be performed. This was, after all, a world of deities. Before his believers, he had to maintain the mystery and majesty of a deity at all times.

More than six hundred Murlocs gathered around the altar in the center of the tribe. Their numbers looked quite impressive, a vast dark mass. Yet after one month, who knew how many of them would die? This wave would definitely leave them badly weakened.

As the prayer neared its end, accompanied by faint, melodious singing, a golden phantom of a doorway appeared above the altar. It looked like the Gate of Heaven. Two seemingly powerful Golden Armored Warriors opened Heaven's Gate, and teams of palm-sized Little Angels flew out, circling Heaven's Gate as they sang.

The Murlocs around the altar were stunned by the sight. Seeing this, Lin Xiao coughed heavily, and the Murlocs hurriedly lowered their heads and prayed even more devoutly.

At that instant, Lin Xiao's true body above the heavens of the Divine Domain sensed that more than fifty True Believers had become Devout Believers.

"What a fucking waste!"

But the arrow was already on the string. It was too late for regrets.

As a dazzling golden beam shot from the Gate of Heaven onto the altar, Heaven's Gate slowly became ethereal before finally disappearing.

On the altar, however, lay a pile of short spears, each only one and a half meters long. There were a thousand in total.

The Murloc Chieftain stepped onto the altar, pulled out a Short Spear, raised it high, and roared:

"These are the weapons bestowed upon us by the great Lord of Gray Mist! Children, take up your weapons and defeat the invaders!"

He threw the Short Spear. The nearest Gray Mist Fishman instinctively reached out and caught it. Raising his head and seeing the Chieftain's oppressive gaze, he instinctively prostrated himself before the Holy Symbol on the altar and shouted:

"Great Lord of Gray Mist above, your devout believer is willing to offer his humble life to you."

"Very good!"

The Murloc Chieftain drew another Short Spear and threw it to another Murloc Warrior, watching as he loudly declared his oath.

One Short Spear after another was thrown out, and one Gray Mist Fishman after another took up a spear and swore their oath.

This was the fanaticism of religion. When the atmosphere was strong enough, when enough people shared the same belief, they would always unconsciously change the ideas of others.

It was both a psychological effect and a spiritual one.

With the two layered together, even a Non-believer who remained in the tribe long enough would unconsciously develop faith.

The weapon distribution only followed this process for one day. The first group of Murloc Warriors and the most devout Murlocs all went through it, but there was no need afterward. Given enough time, the fervent emotions would always cool down, and trying to stir them up again would yield half the result for twice the effort.

After all the Gray Mist Fishmen had received their weapons, Lin Xiao's incarnation personally led them in training and helped them become proficient with their weapons.

Short Spears were actually among the weapons best suited for Murlocs, and they could perfectly bring out the power of the Salted Fish Thrust skill. How could using Bone Blades and Stone Awls to unleash the skill compare to using Refined Iron Spearheads?

A month passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Xiao's incarnation had continuously led the Murlocs in training, and by now, every Murloc could use this skill with their new weapons.

When the time arrived, Lin Xiao's true body above the heavens of the Divine Domain felt the entire Divine Domain tremble slightly. The Portal that had appeared before emerged once more. Teams of Snake-Men, led by increasingly stronger Snakemen Leaders, marched out from the Portal and formed ranks.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the coastline, the entire Murloc tribe erupted. Under his command, every Murloc left the settlement and gathered outside it, surging toward the northern beach in the same disorganized formation as before.