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"Lorent praised, compared to the young Roy, what talent am I?"

The red-haired youth shook his head, not accepting Lorent's praise, and instead praised Roy.

"Hey, you still want to deceive me?"

After teasing Charles, Lorent pointed to a tall strong man over two meters in height and said, "This is Mark from the Keule tribe, a mid-level god of the earth element. You can get to know him better."

After introducing these two people, Lorent did not speak again, and the other twenty-odd god-level beings actively chatted with Roy, introducing their tribes and names.

At this time, Roy could roughly guess that the Zakharias tribe and the Keule tribe that Lorent introduced were probably like the Morgan tribe, large tribes with upper-level gods supervising them.

The rest were either medium-sized tribes with mid-level gods in charge, or small tribes with only lower-level gods in charge, which Lorent did not pay attention to.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone had a better understanding of Roy, and their concerns eased slightly.

At least, from Roy's current performance, he did not seem like the type of person who was enthusiastic about ruling and expanding, but rather a powerful ascetic.

After a satisfying meal, the god-level powerhouses from these other tribes began to quiet down.

They knew that the main event was about to begin.

When a new god-level powerhouse joined a tribe, the tribe would hold a celebration to inform the surrounding tribes of their increased strength.

The celebration served to determine the extent of the tribe's improvement and how other tribes should view them in the future.

Roy was a mid-level god, so the only ones who could measure his level were Charles, also a mid-level god of the fire element, and Mark, a mid-level god of the earth element.

These two were among the top three experts in the Zakharias tribe and the Keule tribe respectively, and their match later would determine the position of the Morgan tribe.

"Hahaha, young Roy, as fellow mid-level gods of the earth element, why don't the two of us have a play first?"

Charles and Mark looked at each other before Mark stood up and invited Roy.

"I couldn't ask for anything more than Mark's guidance."

"Then let's go."

With that, Mark flew directly into the sky.

The battle of god-level powerhouses caused too much destruction to the environment.

This is the territory of the Morgan tribe, and fighting on the ground would displease Laurent.

After nodding towards Laurent Morgan and Alva, Roy followed closely behind Mark and flew into the sky.

"Hoo, hoo..."

The speed of a mid-level god is much faster than that of a lower-level god.

A few seconds later, the two had already flown tens of thousands of meters high and faced each other.

Fighting at this height had much less impact on the ground.

"Quiller tribe, earth mid-level god Mark, please!"

"Morgan tribe, earth mid-level god Roy, please!"

After exchanging salutations, Mark took out a giant sword nearly two meters long and twenty centimeters wide, holding it in his hand.

Then, with a step in the void, he quickly closed in on Roy, swinging the giant sword towards him.

"Mountain Collapse!"

Faced with Mark's attack, Roy waved both hands, and two arcs of earthy yellow crescents intertwined, meeting Mark's sword.

"Lone Moon Sand Dune!"

"Boom!"

The collision of the two crescents and Mark's sword produced a huge booming sound. Mark's "Mountain Collapse" shattered the two crescent sword energies released by Roy, but it also forced him to stop.

"This is the Earth Pulse Secret?"

Feeling his sword energy being shattered, a flash of understanding appeared in Roy's eyes, recognizing the profoundness contained in Mark's attack.

With his five fingers outstretched, a small yellow sand tornado formed in Roy's hand and was thrown towards Mark.

"Sandstorm!"

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

The small yellow sandstorm, in the instant it was thrown by Roy, expanded into a massive desert tornado over a hundred meters wide and high, engulfing Mark inside.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

In the sandstorm, Mark suddenly had an extra suit of armor on him, radiating a yellow light that kept the sandstorm at bay.

"Is this Roy's promotion to divine level as a magician?" Mark wondered. He hadn't expected to be forced to use a defensive artifact so early in the battle.

Before ascending to divinity, people's cultivation was divided into warriors and magicians.

After reaching the divine level, everyone comprehended the profoundness of the laws. Magicians could use divine power to strengthen their bodies for close combat, while warriors could use the profoundness of the laws to launch long-range attacks. Both sides were basically on the same level.

However, there were still differences in their fighting styles.

Like Mark, he was more adept at close combat.

He raised the giant sword in his hand high and brought it down forcefully in front of him.

"Earthquake!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The ripple of the profound radiated from Mark's sword, instantly dispersing the giant "sandstorm" created by Roy.

After dispersing the sandstorm, the remaining momentum of Mark's attack quickly flew towards Roy.

"Desert Dagger!"

Roy swung his right hand downward, and countless yellow lights gathered, forming a straight line slashing towards Mark.

In an instant, these gravel shattered the residual ripple of Mark's "earthquake" and pierced towards him.

Mark used his cross sword technique to block, causing a loud boom and dispersing the earth-colored divine power, pushing Mark back a hundred meters.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Next, Mark evaded several of Roy's Lone Moon Sand Dunes attacks using an "S-shaped" footwork, quickly closing in on Roy.

"Sandbound Coffin!"

Seeing this, Roy extended his left hand, and instantly, five earth-colored lights snaked towards Mark. Mark danced his sword in both hands, shattering the five lights attacking him.

However, to Mark's surprise, after these lights were shattered, more kept coming towards him.

Soon, the five yellow lights wrapped around Mark's limbs and neck, fixing him in mid-air.

In the Morgan tribe square, generally, you couldn't see the figures of god-level powerhouses fighting. You could only judge the situation of the battle based on the sound of explosions in the air.

However, the battle between Roy and Mark was easy to understand.

Because since the battle began, Roy's body hadn't moved at all.

From Roy's attack direction, they could figure out Mark's position.

From the current situation, although he was a newly promoted intermediate god, Roy had already suppressed Mark.

"Good!"

As for the god-level powerhouses watching Roy and Mark's battle, their opinion of Roy became even higher.

From the current battle between the two, Roy was using the arcane of "Earthen Elements" and Mark was using the arcane of "Earth Tremors".

In terms of the strength of their arcanas, the basic arcane "Earthen Elements" was weaker than the intermediate arcane "Earth Tremors".

But looking at their battle, it was clear that Roy had the upper hand over Mark.

This meant that Roy's arcanas had a higher amplification effect on the arcanas than Mark's.