Wind-Attribute Defense Divine Artifact

In the encampment of the Heavenly River Legion, within the private courtyard of the Ice Blade Squad, the members of the Ice Blade 123 squad sat gathered together.

Fukaloss smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, full of high spirits: "This mission was a complete success; we've reaped a massive harvest!"

Blair raised an eyebrow slightly: "Miss, we only killed three of the enemy's god-level experts."

"I already confirmed it at the mission hall just now." Fukaloss waved her hand: "There were eight targets. Two were wiped out by other squads during this period, and we took care of three. The remaining three never showed their faces; they've likely already fled our territory."

Under the eager gazes of the group, she cleared her throat and deliberately drew out her tone: "Ahem—now, let the distribution of the spoils begin!"

The items seized from the previous great battle were laid out one by one.

The three Sanctuary magical beast corpses were precious food for those Sanctuary experts struggling in the wilderness, but to them, having latched onto a god-level backer, these were merely side dishes.

As for the remains of the Black Knights, although they were converted from human Sanctuary experts and would not be dragged away by the Underworld after death, they were inedible. Their bones were at most useful for forging weapons, holding little value.

Julia said indifferently: "Most Sanctuary experts in the Evil Royal City are converted into undead; the spoils after their deaths are naturally much lower than those of normal Sanctuary experts."

Gideon rummaged through the enemies' spatial rings, muttering: "There are over a dozen Sanctuary corpses in here, both human and magical beast. They must have hunted these in our territory."

"Only this many?" Barn blurted out subconsciously.

Gideon's honest bear-like face glared at him fiercely: "This is already quite a lot! They've only been infiltrating for twenty years, and they had to constantly dodge the patrols of the Heavenly River Legion."

Declan asked curiously: "I'm actually more curious, why do they collect so much flesh and blood? With so many god-level experts in the Royal City, their divine power should be quite abundant."

Blair explained: "Some rare plants and special magical beasts must be nourished by flesh and blood. The elemental energy within the Royal City is barely enough to supply its internal residents, so they can only use flesh and blood to supplement nutrients. For example, the Sword Ghost of our Ice Prison Royal City can only gestate a Blood Sword after consuming enough flesh and blood; the spirit fruit trees in the Royal City also cannot do without flesh and blood fertilizer."

Fukaloss clapped her hands: "Alright, alright, on such a happy day, let's not talk about these buzzkills."

She pushed the truly precious spoils to the center.

"Keep some of those Sanctuary corpses and god-level corpses as backup food; I'll take the rest to the Royal City to sell for resources. As for these—these are the real big prizes."

The Divine Artifacts seized after recently slaying two god-level experts were prominently displayed:

A blood-red long spear, a black iron hook, and a piece of metal armor.

The Skull-Eating Mantis was clearly extremely confident in its own carapace, or perhaps it had become a god too recently, as it didn't even possess a single defensive Divine Artifact.

Fukaloss said: "These two god-level experts couldn't have been gods for long; even this long spear hasn't fully transformed into a true Divine Artifact."

Julia stared at the blood spear, her eyes flickering: "Is this a blood spear gestated by a Spear Spirit? The grade is quite good."

"Exactly." Fukaloss nodded: "The principles for the Abyss's Sword Ghosts, Spear Spirits, and Blade Demons to gestate weapons are all the same. The lowest grade is silver-gray, with power approaching a Divine Artifact; once it turns blood-red, its power is not inferior to a low-level Divine Artifact. To become even stronger, it depends on the individual god-level expert's gestation."

She then took out a large sword wreathed in blood energy and shook it as if showing off:

"This is the mission reward I exchanged for the badges of those three Evil Royal City god-level experts. Originally, one god-level expert badge was worth one gray blood sword, but the mission officer saw that I completed the task beautifully and made an exception to give me this blood-red greatsword. Its value is ten times higher than the gray ones!"

"Miss is mighty!"

The group cheered in unison, and even the usually cold Julia and Blair followed suit with light applause.

"There are four decent Divine Artifacts in total. Barn contributed the most in this battle, so you pick first."

Barn's heart stirred.

He actually wanted that blood-red long spear the most—the material itself was comparable to a Divine Artifact, and once he became a god and refined it himself, its power would exceed that of an ordinary Divine Artifact.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he ultimately reached out and took the wind-attribute metal chainmail Divine Artifact.

Although the Tiger-pattern Warrior had a strong physical body, there was still a gap compared to an Undead Warrior, and it was even less comparable to wearing a defensive Divine Artifact directly. Survival came first; everything else was secondary.

"The rest of you, pick."

But the remaining few just watched, and no one moved.

Gideon and Declan were magical beasts and couldn't use humanoid offensive Divine Artifacts, and the defensive Divine Artifact had already been taken by Barn; Blair's body was condensed from ice, making it impossible for him to even wear armor, not to mention he already had a battle axe; Julia was even wealthier, as the longbow in her hand was clearly not an ordinary item—Barn even suspected it was a mid-level Divine Artifact—and her leather armor also faintly emitted divine power fluctuations. The descendants of god-level powerhouses truly were well-equipped.

Fukaloss smiled: "Since none of these suit you, I'll keep them for now and distribute them as rewards later. As for right now—"

She opened her palms, and three crystal-clear godheads, each exuding a different aura, floated silently: one earth-style, one wind-style, and one darkness-style.

"We killed three god-level experts this time; you can each choose one of these three godheads as a reward!"

Barn shook his head firmly. As a transmigrator, he could not accept the path of refining a godhead.

Julia and Blair also shook their heads in unison; they had gone out to train precisely to become gods through their own efforts.

Gideon stared at the earth-style godhead for a long time, but ultimately gritted his teeth and shook his head—he was only one step away from the god-level and didn't want to throw away all his previous efforts.

Declan stared at the darkness-style godhead, his dark-gold pupils struggling.

Barn looked at him without trying to persuade him. In a hellhole like Gobada, even with a god-level expert covering for them, no one could say they were absolutely safe. He respected his partner's choice.

A moment later, Declan also shook his head gently: "Forget it."

Fukaloss took back the godheads with satisfaction: "As expected of the people I chose; your wills are all firm enough!"

She then took out several Soul Gold Beads and distributed them to the group: "Two for everyone, except Barn."

Barn immediately leaned in eagerly: "Miss, what about me? My soul was severely damaged!"

"You already took a defensive Divine Artifact, and you still have the nerve to ask for more?"

Barn sullenly pursed his lips—he had intended to extort some benefits, but it was clear he hadn't succeeded.

Julia asked suspiciously: "To take out eight Soul Gold Beads all at once, were those two god-level experts that wealthy?"

"They aren't theirs; they're my own stock." Fukaloss said nonchalantly, fully displaying the confidence of a wealthy woman: "Once I take these godheads to the Royal City to sell, I can exchange for another batch."

She clapped her hands and announced:

"The mission is successfully completed. Everyone, get some good rest, and we'll have a feast tonight to celebrate!"