Self-Recommendation

"My physical strength is no different from when I was equipped with the Crimson Blood Armor."

Aier had already anticipated this.

After all, whether it was the Crimson Blood Armor or the Crimson Blood Sword, the materials were both derived from the Crimson Blood Beast King.

Then, Aier repeated his previous attempt.

"Snap—"

"Hiss—"

This time, Aier's index finger easily left a red mark on his arm, causing him to gasp in pain.

"That hurts!"

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

After blowing on the red mark on his arm a few times, Aier understood.

By refining raw materials, he could only obtain the properties of those materials.

By refining finished equipment, he could obtain the properties of the materials as well as the additional abilities of the finished gear.

If he were to refine the Crimson Blood Armor and the Crimson Blood Sword, Aier would not only increase his physical strength, but he would also gain additional boosts to his offense and defense.

"In that case, I'll refine the Crimson Blood Armor first!"

While refining, Aier could not receive the stat bonuses from items in his equipment slots.

Therefore, Aier decided to refine the Crimson Blood Armor first.

In any case, even without the Crimson Blood Armor, Aier's physical defense was comparable to a Low-God Artifact of material defense.

Having one extra material defense artifact wouldn't provide a significant boost to Aier.

Conversely, if he encountered a battle, Aier would have much stronger attack power while wielding the Crimson Blood Sword.

Once the Crimson Blood Armor was refined, Aier's physical strength would increase, and even if his attack power couldn't match that of wielding the Crimson Blood Sword, it wouldn't be far off.

Furthermore, as Aier's strength increased, the efficiency of refining items in his equipment slots had also improved significantly.

Refining an artifact would only take a little over forty years.

In other words, in less than a century, Aier's strength would see an all-around improvement!

"Greetings, Lord West."

"You are Aier?"

"Yes, Lord West."

Aier lowered his head, bowing to the arrogant-looking young man before him.

"I recall that you have been a god for less than two hundred years, right?"

West looked at Aier with a frown, his tone filled with undisguised disdain: "With someone like you, you still want to accompany me to Caeles City?"

"When the time comes, will you be protecting me, or will I be protecting you?"

Every thousand years, the Crimson Blood Tribe would take the Crimson Blood Essence Ore produced to the city to sell, and purchase treasures that could assist in cultivation for Lord Olga and Lord West.

As the leader of the Crimson Blood Tribe, Olga would only leave the Crimson Blood Tribe if the items being sold were extremely precious or if he needed to purchase rare treasures.

After West became a Mid-God, the person leading the caravan to Caeles City became West.

Of course, there was also a High-God who had refined a Godhead among them.

Nominally, all the god-level experts traveling to Caeles City with West were considered his guards.

If they encountered an irresistible enemy, they were all expected to stay behind to stall the bandits and buy time for West to escape.

Precisely because of this, everyone in the caravan was a powerhouse personally selected by West.

"Lord West, the Godhead I refined contains the Earth-Walking Profound Mystery."

"In terms of combat ability, I may not be much to look at."

"But when it comes to concealment and reconnaissance, I pride myself on having some skill."

"If we encounter enemies, I am confident I can lead Lord West to evade the divine sense of a High-God!"

Aier said solemnly.

In order to secure a spot to go to Caeles City, he didn't mind revealing some of his methods.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, West raised an eyebrow: "Since you say so, then prove it to me!"

"Morrison!"

"Lord West."

Following West's words, one of the guards behind him stepped forward.

"Aier, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"Morrison is a High-God. If you can't evade his divine sense, I will make you pay the price for deceiving me!"

"Now, begin your performance!"

"Understood, Lord West."

Aier bowed slightly to West, and then, right in front of everyone, his entire body sank into the ground.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, the members of the guard, including West, no longer wore mocking expressions of amusement; instead, they became a bit more solemn.

The divine sense of a god-level powerhouse is a form of extraordinary perception that transcends the five senses.

Within the range of its reach, everything perceived is clearer than what can be seen by the eyes or heard by the ears.

However, divine sense is not omnipotent.

Its permeability through solid matter is quite poor.

Certain special materials or magic formations can block or shield divine sense.

The divine sense of a High-God in the Infernal Realm has a range of about ten thousand meters, a hundred times the distance of a Low-God.

But even for a High-God, it is very difficult to extend their divine sense more than ten meters underground.

In other words, if Aier's ability to merge with the ground allowed him to dive deeper than ten meters, even a High-God would be unable to find him.

A few drops of cold sweat dripped from Morrison's forehead.

Because he became a High-God by refining a Godhead, his soul had not been baptized by the laws of heaven and earth, and the strength of his divine sense was significantly weaker than that of other High-Gods of the same rank.

Using his divine sense to probe underground, he could only reach a depth of about seven meters.

Yet, within the range of his divine sense, he could not perceive Aier's aura at all.

In fact, if he hadn't seen Aier sink into the ground with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that someone could actually submerge into the earth.

"Interesting!"

Unlike Morrison, West saw this scene and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

As the son of the Crimson Blood Tribe leader, West was well-traveled and knowledgeable; he knew that the world contained special lifeforms, divine beasts, and even super divine beasts.

These beings all possessed abilities that differed from ordinary people.

Perhaps Aier belonged to such a special lifeform?

Judging by what Aier said, could this ability even carry others?

"Lord West, I wonder if I have passed your test?"

Aier did not hide underground for long; after a dozen seconds, he surfaced from the ground and asked West.

"Very good, Aier. Your ability has earned my approval!"

"From now on, you will follow behind me!"

"Thank you for your recognition, Lord West."

"One High-God, two Mid-Gods, five Low-Gods..."

In the sky, Aier, flying in the center of the group, swept his gaze over them, judging the strength of everyone in this party heading to Caeles City based on the divine power radiating from their bodies.

The High-God was Morrison.

He was also the strongest member of this team.

On Morrison's chest, he wore a badge featuring a demon's head.

Aier had seen this same badge on Olga when he went to purchase a Godhead from him last time.

If he wasn't mistaken, this was the symbol of the strong in the Infernal Realm—the Demon Badge.

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