“This is the Necropolis of the Gods. Many Deities have died here. It is normal that they left behind some divine artifacts.” Linley knew very well that divine artifacts weren’t nearly as valuable as divine sparks.
The sixth floor was so hard to defeat that for there to be a total of three divine artifacts here wasn’t too strange, actually.
“There are two more divine artifacts here. How should we divide them?” Bebe stood next to the divine artifacts and said in a loud voice.
“This…”
Everyone was silent. Many people turned to look at Linley.
On the sixth floor, the person who had truly rendered the greatest merit was Linley. But of course, Rosarie and the Six-Eyed Golden Ni-Lions had contributed as well. In terms of dividing up the divine artifacts, only people who had contributed should be awarded the divine artifacts.
Linley didn’t say anything.
He had already taken one of them. If he took too many, others would feel unhappy as well.
“Everyone, let me take this scimitar. I won’t take any of the other divine artifacts that appear in the higher floors. In addition, consider this as me, Tulily, owing all of you a favor.” Tulily said with sincerity. “This scimitar truly is the type of weapon which I like the most.”
Scimitar.
The warriors of the great plains to the far east commonly used scimitars, and Tulily himself had reached an extremely high level of skill in using them.
Only…at Tulily’s level, ordinary ‘good’ weapons weren’t as effective as Tulily’s fists. However, divine artifacts were different. Divine artifacts were usually wielded by Deities, and from this, one could imagine how powerful they were.
“Linley, what do you say?” Fain and Desri looked at Linley.
Tulily also looked hopefully towards Linley. Truthfully speaking, Tulily rarely was so nervous, but he truly was worried right now that Linley would refuse. If Linley didn’t agree, there was nothing he could do…after all, on the sixth floor, Linley had essentially saved his life.
“I have no objections.” Linley smiled as he spoke.
Although Tulily was at a very high level of enlightenment, he still felt a strong surge of excitement in his heart.
“Linley, thank you.” Tulily said solemnly towards Linley.
Tulily wasn’t a very good talker, but these two words, ‘thank you’, included boundless gratitude.
With Linley having no objection, Rosarie naturally had no objection either. As for the others…none of them were qualified to object. Tulily immediately grabbed the blood scimitar. “With this scimitar, my power will multiply several times over.” Tulily was boundlessly excited.
“Alright, the scimitar has been distributed. The magistaff?” Bebe pointed at the magistaff.
“Boss, Delia needs a magistaff, right?” Bebe said.
Rosarie, a Grand Magus Saint, had wanted to claim this divine artifact of a magistaff for herself, but hearing Bebe’s words, she no longer could speak.
Linley was paying attention to the look on Rosarie’s face.
“There will be divine artifacts on the seventh and the eighth floors as well. And it’s hard to say whether Delia will need a divine artifact or not.” Linley said mentally to Bebe. He wasn’t a person who couldn’t see the big picture. He immediately laughed and said, “It is better if we make immediate use of this divine artifact. That way, we have a better chance of surviving in the higher floors.”
Linley looked at Rosarie and Desri. “Rosarie, Desri, the two of you are Grand Magus Saints. You two decide who this divine artifact will go to.”
“Rosarie, you take it” Desri immediately said.
On the sixth floor, the various experts would prepare for roughly a month, and Rosarie and Tulily grew accustomed to their new divine artifacts as well. The first group of ten major experts all remained here on the sixth floor, while only three of the experts in the second group remained. The others had all given up and returned to the fifth floor.
One of the three experts remaining in the second group was Olivier.
Higginson had given up. Clearly, Hayward’s death had negatively impacted him quite a bit. After all, the upcoming seventh, eighth, and ninth floors would not be any less dangerous than the sixth floor.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Next to the flowing river of lava, Desri spoke out. “Let’s go!”
Linley, Tulily, Rosarie, Fain, Rutherford, Olivier, and the others all rose to their feet. Everyone had reached their peak condition over the course of this month.
Including Olivier’s group of three, the thirteen experts continued up into the stairway to the next floor.
Necropolis of the Gods, floor seven!
“Whew!”
As soon as the thirteen experts of the Yulan continent entered the seventh floor, they felt a breeze.
“How comfortable.” Linley’s lips had a hint of a smile about them. Compared to the scorching hot environment of the sixth floor, the environment of the seventh floor was much better.
The seventh floor was a desert world, but Linley and the others had entered an oasis amongst the desert. This oasis was extremely large, at least ten square kilometers in size. The thirteen experts carefully inspected their surroundings, all of them on their guard.
“There’s water in the distance.” Bebe saw the lake in the middle of the oasis, and couldn’t help but feel excited.
“Hey? What’s going on with the plants in this place? Why is the grass here so sharp?” Desri frowned as he spoke.
Suddenly…
The ‘oasis’ suddenly moved, and tens of thousands of tendrils of vegetation rose into the sky, as this ‘oasis’ of ten square kilometers in size suddenly enveloped all of the experts within. Linley, as well, was suddenly trapped in this prison of countless blades of grass and leaves.
“Not good.” Linley’s face changed dramatically, and a devilish flash of violet light suddenly flashed out in his hand.
“Ah!” A miserable scream split the air from afar.
In the blink of an eye, another expert had been heavily injured or killed. Who knew which of the thirteen it was?