Global Deities: My Talent Comes from the Stars

Chapter 28 The Kobold's Summoning

The gladiator returned to his cage, and a panel appeared before the god who had been watching him.

"Evolutionary Hunter (Situation Progress 100%)"

"Gained Trait: Extraordinary Talent"

"Introduction: This species possesses innate talents, with leaders exhibiting even greater talents, and the maintenance costs for leaders are reduced."

After a long time, the Evolution Hunter has finally completed another round of the game.

Liang Jiu looked at the pop-up notification panel and felt a little emotional.

Is it a "gifted talent"?

He had assumed that most of the recent battles involving his kin had occurred with the kobolds. Given the faint blood connection between the kobolds and dragons, the trait that would emerge from this conflict would be [Dragon Scale Transformation].

As expected, the Star Beast traits that could only be obtained through events in the original game are not so easily obtained here.

Fortunately, strange traits like oviparity didn't randomly appear on kobolds.

But if we want to evolve into [Dragon Scale Transformation] in the future, do we really have to slay a dragon?

Think no more.

Liang Jiu gathered his thoughts and refocused his gaze on Xin Zang.

Deep within the Avici Hell.

Shinzo frowned slightly as he looked at the clean clothes that had been thrown in on the floor.

He couldn't understand what these alien races were up to.

Outside the cage, the kobold guards didn't dare to approach, only huddled at a safe distance from the passage, muttering incessantly.

Xin Zang knocked on the iron fence, somewhat speechless.

A muffled thud startled the kobolds, who shuddered and took several steps back in unison.

Finally, several kobolds pushed and shoved outside the passage, seemingly drawing lots to identify the unlucky one.

One of the defeated guards reluctantly moved out of the crowd.

From a distance, it stammered as it called out to the cage:

"The abbot ordered... to tell you to get dressed, put on the shackles yourself, and not to make any unnecessary movements!"

"Being chosen by the abbot is a blessing you've accumulated over eight lifetimes. I advise you not to be ungrateful..."

After uttering those harsh words, the kobold looked at them as if it had seen a ghost and darted back to its companions.

Shinzo roughly understood what had happened outside.

For some reason, that old dog-headed man wanted to see him; it was unclear whether it was a trap or something else entirely.

However, when soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it.

The fighting over the past few days has greatly improved his combat experience. Each time he was healed by divine power, his already strong physique was further enhanced. He was confident that he could break out if things went wrong.

Xin Zang picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on.

A wide-sleeved robe, of decent quality, dyed with dye, a rare find that cannot be replicated in the Xin clan.

But when worn by a hunter accustomed to combat, it only makes him feel restricted and constrained.

After dressing, Xin Zang fastened the iron shackles to his wrists. The metalwork of these shackles was not as good as what he had learned in the blacksmith shop these past few days.

He saw that he had locked his hands himself.

Only then did the kobolds outside dare to step forward, open the iron bars, and escort him out.

Walk out through the dark passage.

Not far along, Xinzang ran into the mixed-race drow he had fought the day before.

Her hands were also handcuffed behind her back, but she skipped and hopped with light steps, seemingly in a very good mood.

In the higher dimension, Liang Jiu's gaze naturally fell upon her.

A light blue information panel then appeared:

"Hybrid Drow Elf"

"Rank: Transcendent First Tier (Person Killer)"

"Characteristics: Favored by shadows, mixed-race body"

"Faith: None (Those who have forsaken God)"

"Introduction: Hybrid offspring born from the union of humans and drow elves. They inherit some of the talents of the elves, while also possessing some human characteristics. However, due to their mixed bloodline, they are not accepted by either race and are often wanderers."

The remains of the gods' retinue left behind in this world?

But her extraordinary profession of "family killer" is rather intriguing.

[The Slayer]: Your hatred for the elves manifests as a violent, bloodthirsty rage. As you progress, you learn to overcome obstacles, making it easier to kill your sworn enemies. You adapt to sunlight and can even resist enemy magic. Eventually, you can even alter your appearance to resemble your hated foe.

How many normal elves can a half-breed drow born in this Pure Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas encounter in their lifetime? How does one acquire this profession?

Upon seeing Xin Zang, the drow elf's lips curled into a smile.

"Honey, we meet again. Did you miss me?"

Xin Cang turned away, not wanting to pay any attention.

This foreign woman acts erratically, her methods are unpredictable, and she cannot distinguish between good and evil, always making people feel that she is dangerous.

Unexpectedly, the drow elf nimbly slid to the side, slipping out of the escort range of the two kobold guards, and whispered in Xinzang's ear.

"Have you thought about what I told you before?" she giggled. "We can join forces and kill those kobolds."

Before she could finish speaking, the terrified guards beside her raised their long, iron-tipped sticks and shoved her back.

The warm breath brushed against his earlobe, and Shinzo's cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly.

As a race similar to humans, the drow elves are also quite beautiful.

For a young hunter, such methods were somewhat beyond his capabilities, leaving him momentarily at a loss for what to do.

He turned his head with a straight face, trying to hide his strangeness, but his whole body trembled.

A familiar figure appeared beside him at some point.

The divine being was walking beside him.

"god……"

Before Xin Zang could speak, his voice was silenced by Wei Li.

He was already used to the gods' elusive and unpredictable methods.

He quickly suppressed his shock and maintained the composure of being escorted, so as not to let the guards around him notice anything amiss.

"This mixed-race drow's methods are indeed sophisticated; it's normal that a young man like you can't handle it."

Liang Jiu's voice echoed in Xin Zang's mind.

"But you don't need to be so wary of her. She has a lot of ulterior motives and is bound to cause some trouble. For the time being, she's someone you can cooperate with."

Xinzang lowered his eyes and silently memorized the god's teachings.

As soon as he finished speaking, the escorting team stopped.

The deity beside him disappeared, seemingly having gone elsewhere.

Xin Zang looked ahead, and at the end, two heavy, copper-clad doors were slowly pushed open by the guards.

The scent of sandalwood wafts through the air.

The scene behind the door was like two completely different worlds from the outside; it was hard to imagine that such a building would appear inside the dueling arena.

This is a magnificent inner palace.

The towering dome, inlaid with luminous crystals and covered in gold leaf, illuminated the hall as if it were daytime. The supporting pillars on either side were carved with intricate and exquisite Buddhist reliefs—however, most of the originally dignified Buddhas and Arhats had their faces deliberately altered, replaced with dog-headed figures. Several golden statues of dog-headed Arhats stood on either side, exuding an imposing and stern aura.

In a corner of the main hall, boxes of rare treasures and extraordinary minerals were casually piled up, openly displaying the wealth accumulated by the nobles of the Southern Kingdom over thousands of years.

On the lotus platform directly in front of the main hall,

The old abbot opened his eyes and looked at the two people who were brought into the hall.