Breeding Dragons From Today

"You still can't advance to become a god?"

Raziel looked at Joelson, frowning slightly as he asked.

Joelson's situation was special. If not for the fact that all twelve systems had been upgraded, the level of insight he had displayed would always be that of a deity.

Thus, he couldn't tell what level of Insight Joelson had reached.

"So many divine sparks for you to absorb but you're still unable to break through to the god level?"

Some of the most powerful experts were already beginning to feel dissatisfied.

During this period of time, almost all of them had been harvesting the power of slaughter for Joelson but the results weren't satisfactory.

Joelson swept him with a calm glance. Dark Red Lightning shot out from his eyes, and the unintentionally terrifying power he revealed caused the latter to subconsciously take a few steps back, his face pale.

In that instant, he had almost thought that he was going to die.

Raziel's eyes lit up slightly, he said, "It doesn't matter. The profound truths of the laws aren't that easy to comprehend, much less the profound truths of the supreme laws of destruction. Jonson's current power should be close to that of a god. This is within our expectations."

Raziel's expression became slightly excited, he said solemnly, "Everyone, things have already come to this point. Don't say that I didn't warn you. We no longer have the chance to regret it. Whether we succeed in escaping or die here will depend on the next Selection Day!"

All of the participating experts had solemn looks on their faces as they silently nodded.

In their hearts, however, Joelson felt much more relaxed than they had imagined.

He had the ranch space as his path of retreat. He could leave at any time but, if he really couldn't, he would return to the ranch space.

It would be best if he succeeded in charging out of the Land of Slaughter. If he failed, at most, he would just stay in the ranch space for a bit longer.

He had a lot of time. He could completely slowly train to become a god or even a highgod in the Land of Slaughter, then wait until he had absolute confidence before leaving.

A month quickly passed.

During this period of time, Raziel and the others had done their best to collect the last batch of slaughter divine sparks for Joelson.

The divine spark fruit trees in the space of the ranch had already been filled with fruits.

The Du Lu, Steel Dragon, and Lightning were also filled to the brim. Their power had long ago reached the peak of the divine realm. After they had digested the energy within their bodies, they would be able to advance to the demigod level.

The dragon's talent was so good that it made people jealous. Before its potential was exhausted, there was no such thing as a bottleneck.

And the dragons within the ranch had the deepest potential.

In the sky, the black-golden sun, which was like an enormous eyeball, slowly rotated, shooting out rays of golden light, wiping out those hidden eliminated.

"Now!"

When the last ray of golden light dissipated, Raziel shouted and took the lead to erupt with strong killing power.

The others saw the same thing.

During this period of time, they had especially absorbed a lot of killing power, so that they could become the top 100 winners on this day.

Another 100 rays of golden light descended. Joelson felt a force lifting him up into the sky, flying quickly toward the top of the Land of Slaughter.

He was getting closer and closer to the black-golden sun.

The closer he got, the more he realized that it was indeed like a huge eyeball.

At the center of the black-golden sun was a deep white hole. It seemed to be the entrance to an unknown place.

"Get ready!"

Raziel's reminder rang in everyone's ears.

They were getting closer and closer.

Joelson and the others passed through the white hole.

Everything before them was pitch black. When the light once more lit up, what appeared before everyone's eyes was a terrifying blood-red light.

"Ah!"

Miserable screams rang out continuously.

It was those demigods who had also been selected as the top hundred victors.

As expected, it was just as they had expected.

The so-called victors being able to leave the Land of Slaughter was nothing more than an enormous hoax.

What welcomed the victor wasn't freedom but the butcher's knife that landed on his neck!

"Kill!"

A low growl rang out.

Raziel was the first to charge forward, his body erupting with a terrifying might.

The boundless earthen yellow light in the void gathered towards him. The earth-type laws rolled about like giant pythons, transforming into an earthen yellow sea.

Joelson's pupils constricted.

An elemental sea!

The symbol of becoming a god!

Raziel decisively chose to instantly become a god after leaving the Land of Slaughter.

Immediately afterward, three more elemental seas gathered.

The other three most powerful experts were advancing, including Tobias.

The terrifying blood-red light was offset by the elemental sea.

"You dare?"

An angry voice rang out from behind the blood-red light. A figure appeared in front of everyone, emitting a terrifying might that belonged to a god.

"Hahaha!"

Within the earthen yellow sea, Raziel's aura continued to rise. He raised his head and laughed loudly, then said in a carefree manner, "As we expected, the overseer is only at the early stage of the god level!"

"What? Damn bastard, it's actually you!"

Raziel laughed halfway but his voice suddenly became extremely cold.

The yellow sea rippled and turned into a tsunami, rushing towards that figure.

"Earth arcane power, Earth Pulse!"

A strange fluctuation came from under Raziel's body. Even the void couldn't help but tremble under this fluctuation as if it would shatter like a piece of glass at any moment.

The annihilation spear appeared in Joelson's hand. He was about to attack together with Raziel.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Freeze!"

A voice that was as cold as a ten-thousand-year-old glacier echoed in the void.

Endless Ice and snow covered the void. Raziel's figure was frozen on the spot. The earthen yellow sea also froze.

Joelson's pupils constricted slightly as he suddenly turned in the direction of a person.

"Tobias?"

Raziel called out in disbelief, "What are you doing? Have you gone mad?"

Tobias had a calm look on his face.

"Wind-style arcane truths, Pulsation!"

"Fire-style arcane truths, Explosion!"

Two more god-level arcane truths smashed against Raziel's body, and the terrifying power sent him flying like a ragdoll.

Simultaneously being attacked by three gods, Raziel was instantly heavily injured.

"Why?"

Raziel spat out blood wildly from his mouth but he didn't pay any attention to them at all. Instead, he stared fixedly at them.

These were all the most powerful experts who had charged out of the Land of Slaughter together with him and had just barely become gods.

Tobias took a step forward, standing at a high place, staring down at him. He said coldly, "Because we are the Watchers!"

With that, Tobias's face melted like a candle. The rest of them did the same. They all turned into the same cold face.

He was handsome and cold. The color of his hair was different but his eyes were also blood-red.

Looking at this face, Raziel seemed to have seen something unbelievable. His eyes widened and he was stunned.

He kept mumbling to himself.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"How can you be Barnard?"

Joelson's heart trembled slightly.