“One must be a body refiner of a higher level in order to beco a Wild God. Your body doesn't seem strong enough.”
Zelda had noticed that Zen knew nothing about it. So Zen decided to learn more by asking questions.
A body refiner needed to have a strong body.
And Zen could beco a body refiner only if he cultivated his body to what seed at the mont to be a terrifying level.
Even though Zelda exuded a strange power, her body wasn't strong enough.
Zelda glanced gently at Zen, obviously thinking that Zen had asked a very stupid question.
Luther smiled at this. He didn't know what kind of guy he had brought back with him. It looked like Zen didn't belong to this world. What was more, he seed to have minimal to no common sense when it ca to worldly things.
Fortunately for Zen, Zelda was patient. She turned to him and said, “If you don't know anything about the Wild God, you can follow .”
She then walked out of the thatched hut.
Zen followed her without hesitation.
In the ground outside the thatched hut, Zelda turned at her waist to look at Zen, smiled sweetly, and made to untie her clothes.
“What?” Zen was shocked, unable to understand what she wanted to do.
To his surprise, she cast off her thick clothes to reveal a brown bodysuit that hugged her body and outlined her exquisite figure.
The surface of this suit was lined rather strangely.
She let out a strong breath.
“Hooo...”
The breath left a visible light in its wake that was pale yellow in color.
Zen still looked at Zelda, confused and wondering why she was doing this.
Zen could feel a primitive energy surging through Zelda, touching almost every part of her body.
There were very few people in the divine land who could use power like this. Most of them used their life vitality on blades.
For example, if Zen used his strength source, his power wouldn't have spread all over his body like the way Zelda's power was flowing through her.
And then, Zelda said, “Grow!”
At this command, her body began to swell rapidly.
Zelda was only about four feet tall, but she quickly outgrew Zen.
Eight feet!
Ten feet!
Fifty feet!
One hundred feet!
The girl who had previously looked weak had instantly turned into a hill, and was now looking down at Zen.
The force in her body turned violent, and her temperant changed almost instantly. She seed to have turned into a beast from the depths of the savage land.
“What is going on?” Zen exclaid, shocked.
He had witnessed skills that changed the size of a person or thing in question. So treasures or weapons could also do that.
There were also a few special theurgies that could do this. Creatures with a special blood power could make their bodies swell in a short ti.
Zen's body would beco larger even when he poured the strength source into his body.
But the thod that Zelda had used was completely different from the other existing theurgies.
As her body swelled, every part of her body beca larger, and her aura grew stronger to fit her huge form.
She had taken off her clothes because she knew that
when she grew larger, her clothes would strain against her growing bulk and be ripped apart.
The bodysuit she was wearing could expand along with her figure. It still clung to her.
“This is the power of the Wild God,” she said, looking down at Zen.
At this mont, Zelda's fist was bigger than Zen's.
But the changes that were taking over her body and the increase in her size seed to be beautifully harmonious.
Luther was accustod to such scenes.
Zelda was the one who took care of every single trouble that they faced.
Zelda was the God of War and was responsible for guarding the tribe. Without her, the tribe would have long been destroyed.
And since Zelda was so powerful, no one in the tribe could defeat her. It was also because of this that every ti the tribe wanted to chase Luther away, Zelda would stop them.
“Zelda, you can spar with him!” Luther chuckled.
Zelda's eyes flashed at this.
With her insight, she knew that Zen's strength was sothing. After all, he was a True God.
However, this was a world where most warriors cultivated to beco Wild Gods, and cultivating to beco a True God was just an auxiliary thod.
“We can have a try,” Zen said, smiling.
Zelda nodded. “Be ready then. I'll attack you soon. Also, you need to be very careful. I have great strength,” she reminded him.
She then turned her body abruptly, causing a violent wind to sweep across the tribe's thatched huts.
“Hooo...”
Zelda's fist, which was about ten feet wide, ca crashing down towards Zen.
Zen's eyebrows twitched as he saw her fist make its way towards him.
Zelda wasn't kidding. Her strength had indeed increased multi-fold once she had turned into a giant!
Zen stood still, his arms curved in front of him to protect his body.
The strength source in his body suddenly exploded with a bang.
His fist had collided with Zelda's huge one!
Zelda was of the opinion that people who focused on cultivating to beco a True God were weak, which was why she had deliberately suppressed her own strength of the Wild God and only used about forty percent of it.
The young man, Zen, seed to know nothing and his background seed strange. But he had saved Luther and she thought that it would be inappropriate if she slamd him into pieces.
But when their fists collided, she could feel an imnse power radiating from this young man, the force of which seed so irresistible!
Once Zen had blocked Zelda's fist, he suddenly pulled back his elbow.
The strong force moved along his arm, and Zelda's huge body began to retreat.
Every ti she took a step backward, the ground shook and a muffled sound could be heard.
Her body expanded in size to beco dozens of tis bigger, but she was still very agile. She took a few steps backwards before turning and steadying herself. She stared at Zen's gleaming eyes and said, “You have such a strong power!”
She was no longer looking down upon Zen and had beco even more cautious.
This ti, she unleashed ninety percent of her strength towards Zen's head.
The two collided again.
Zen stood still, the muscles on his arm bulging. He was blocking Zelda's punch with just one hand.
Luther's eyes bulged at the sight of this.
Zen hadn't even turned into a Wild God! Nor did he have the power of a Wild God. But he was using his own strength to resist Zelda's all-out blow. And this was confusing the heavens out of Luther!
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