A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

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Accompanied by the sound of complex transmission shafts and mechanical joints moving quickly through the deep and winding passages, the oil-filled vehicles connected end to end and loaded with supplies completed the ninety-degree sharp turn without any hindrance, and Get over those uneven areas in the ground with ease.

Because these so-called "cars" actually don't have a single tire at all, and they all rely on a mechanical arm support structure like a multipod centipede to complete their movement.

The reason why it is designed like this is very simple.

Whether it is the ice on the surface world or the complex tunnels in the underground world, neither wheeled vehicle can normally pass through it in the traditional sense.

The former can cause serious skidding, while the latter can get stuck and overturn due to complex terrain and very steep and narrow passages in some areas.

Only this thin, long, turning and flexible vehicle can move quickly and smoothly.

In particular, the complex mechanical joints can not only break the ice to prevent slipping, but can also use the walls of the tunnels in the underground world as support points to overcome obstacles such as deep pits and underground rivers.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes and experienced it for several days, the members of the expedition team would never have believed that they could have completed the journey in less than twenty hours, which originally took them more than half a month or even a month.

There is no need to worry about attacks from monsters, beasts and marauders in the dark along the way.

Because if the opponent dares to get close, those mechanical limbs with very sharp ends will stab him to death mercilessly, often cutting the whole person in half at once.

"This is simply the easiest, most comfortable, and safest surface exploration I have ever experienced in my life. With these vehicles, we can even try to establish connections and trade with other surrounding settlements and cities."

The team leader gently touched the fully automatic operating system and electronic screen in the cab, his eyes filled with deep shock that cannot be described in words.

Because he doesn't even need to do anything now, he just needs to tell the machine which direction to go, and the rest can be completely handed over to the control system.

You must know that since humans entered the underground world, basically everything including food, medicine, clothing, daily necessities, etc. has been very scarce. But if you want to find out the most lacking key thing, then everyone will not hesitate to say four words "Transportation".

Although at the beginning, residents of various cities brought a large number of vehicles, excavation machinery, oil, batteries, and power generation equipment.

However, as time goes by, the oil is quickly exhausted in less than a few years, and the power generation equipment and batteries are gradually scrapped. In the end, they can only rely on cattle, horses and other livestock that have adapted to the dark environment.

This also means that the connection between the gathering place and the gathering place is firmly limited to the upper limit of the food supplies carried, which is the scope of a few days.

Because both humans and animals need food and water.

Most areas of the underground world are desolate and dead, and it is impossible to supplement these outside.

Therefore, a large city that controls some technologies is often used as the center, radiating to the surrounding villages and small towns.

The latter provides the former with food, meat and other agricultural products, while the former provides the latter with the tools necessary for production and necessities including salt.

This is why all cities will form expedition teams to continuously go to the surface to collect supplies.

Whether it is steel products, salt necessary for human survival, or medicines that can cure diseases in prosperous times, they are all very rare and precious to the people living in the underground world.

Unless there happens to be an iron mine, salt mine, or coal mine near the gathering place, you can only rely on this ant-like method of moving little by little.

When setting off from Stalagmite City, this team relied on a few mutated cows, but when they arrived in an area with temperatures close to subzero, they killed them and turned them into pieces of meat to carry with them as food.

"All of these are gifts from the great Prince of Darkness. We must always be in awe and gratitude."

The older woman sitting in the passenger seat suddenly raised her head and interrupted the team leader's thoughts about the future.

The latter's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately agreed with a sneer: "That's right! We should all be grateful and remember our mission, and we must spread God's faith and salvation to every corner of the underground world. Only in this way can we be worthy of him. generosity and kindness.”

The woman glanced at the other person and said meaningfully: "Just remember it. If one day you betray your faith or get lost in power and wealth and neglect your missionary work, you don't have to wait for the great prince of darkness to personally punish you. I will Cut off your head first."

Hearing the naked and undisguised threat, the leader felt his scalp numb.

He knew very well that the woman beside him was an out-and-out fanatical believer, and she had no doubts about the existence of gods in the world before meeting Greia.

Now that he has witnessed the power possessed by the Prince of Darkness, he naturally gave up all of himself without hesitation. He has been instilling doctrines into others along the way, as if he wants to become the future leader of the church.

Especially those young people who were already easily incited began to unite around them to form a terrifying force.

Coupled with those incredible magical arts and magic, even the nobles of Stalagmite City may not be able to resist it if they are calculating mentally or not.

Thinking of this, the team leader quickly took a deep breath to clear the little calculation from his mind, and then asked with a serious face: "What do you think we will do after we go back this time? You have to know that we suddenly have to bring so much supplies and transportation If you take the tool back, those nobles will definitely become suspicious."

"Hmph! So what? We are the apostles of the great Prince of Darkness. If they know better, they will immediately accept the gift and become believers. If they dare to resist, it will be disrespectful to God. Kill them all without leaving any one behind."

When she said these words, the woman's eyes flashed with a creepy and fierce light, obviously she was not joking.

Because as her understanding of the Shadow Magic Network continues to deepen, she has gradually realized how huge the power and potential she and others have.

To put it bluntly, with the little armed force in the hands of the nobles of Stalagmite City, as long as the expedition team gathered a round of spells to hit the opponent, their morale would collapse and they would disperse in minutes.

After all, in the barren environment of the underground world, there are simply not enough people who are out of work like professional soldiers to support, and the treatment is not much better. They can barely get enough to eat, coupled with the general superstition, once you see Supernatural magic and magic are 100% inflicted with fear.

"Damn it! Are you crazy? A lot of people will die. What His Highness the Prince of Darkness wants is for us to spread our faith and inspire more believers to save mankind from destruction and despair."

The leader was obviously frightened by the madness of the crazy woman in front of him.

As the eldest person in the entire expedition, he had been born in Stalagmite City since he was a child and had a deep affection for the place. He was also very aware of how fragile the city's governance and economic structure was.

Once order is lost and chaos breaks out, the originally small population may be cut off in half.

"Why, do you have any better way?"

The woman stared at the other person's dim eyes with a half-smile.

"Anyway, leave it to me first. If I fail, it won't be too late for you to start a bloody storm."

After hesitating for a moment, the team leader couldn't help but take over the matter.

"Very good, then I'm looking forward to your performance. Don't forget, the great Prince of Darkness is watching our every move."

After saying that, the woman stopped paying attention to the other person and started to close her eyes and meditate.

After marching like this for almost two or three hours, the long convoy finally arrived at a large open area. From a distance, many light spots like stars could be vaguely seen.

Those are lights powered by hydroelectric generators.

There is a thick reinforced concrete wall directly in front, and there is an underground river not far away. The rapid water flows by the side, providing sufficient water for a large pasture covered with moss and fungi.

Groups of cattle and sheep were eating the food leisurely.

The person responsible for taking care of the sensory herd stood there, staring dumbly at these giant centipede-like vehicles, completely losing the ability to speak.

However, compared to his reaction, the soldiers standing on the wall raised their weapons nervously and shouted loudly: "Stop! This is Stalagmite City! Who are you?"

"Hey! Guys! Don't you even recognize me?"

The leader opened the car door and jumped out, stood where the light could reach and pretended to be relaxed and waved.

"Oh - my God! Oris, you...where did you get these big guys? No! Calculating the time, you should not be back for at least another month and a half. Also, your skin Why did it become so dim?”

The leading officer obviously recognized this man who was a household name in Stalagmite City, and immediately raised his arm to signal his men to put down their weapons.

After all, the social status of the expedition leader is much higher than that of his "watchdog".

Everyone in the city, from the nobles to the common people, must maintain the minimum respect for them.

Otherwise, if you get sick, you may not even be able to buy some life-saving medicine.

"Some unexpected things happened. It's not convenient for me to go into details. Anyway, open the door first and let us in. You know, we may have brought back thousands of tons of supplies this time. It's not safe to leave them outside."

The leader, known as Oris, deliberately pretended to be proud.

"What? Thousands of tons! Have you made a fortune this time? Based on the 15% profit the expedition can earn, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life."

There was unconcealable envy and jealousy in the officer's eyes.

"Hehe, okay, stop talking nonsense, open the door quickly and let us in. You know, the nobles in the parliament are still waiting for my good news."

After saying that, Oris directly threw the bottle of wine he was carrying up from below.

The officer skillfully caught it and unscrewed the lid, raised his head and took a sip. He immediately exclaimed with bright eyes: "Good wine! Hurry, open the city gate and let our heroes enter the city. With these supplies, we will be ready for the next few days." It will be a lot more comfortable for a month.”

Soon, with the creaking sound of the winch, the heavy door finally slowly rose.

Without saying a word, Ollis returned directly to the oil truck and directed these large vehicles to pass quickly, and finally stopped in the square only one step away from the core area.

Naturally, it was impossible to hide such a big movement from the residents in the city.

In just about ten minutes, a dense crowd gathered around the square.

Some skinny poor people and children stared directly at the goods secured by ropes and tarpaulins.

If there weren't some soldiers with weapons here to maintain order, they would definitely rush up and loot.

Because for a group of people who are in a state of hunger, all qualities, etiquette, shame, and dignity are all false. Only food that can fill their stomachs is real.

In fact, the reason why they gathered here was to see if they could pick up any debris that fell on the ground when they were unloading.

"Alas - these poor children are so pitiful. Let's take out some food and give it to them later."

Looking at the children who were so thin that they were almost skinny, Rebecca could not help but reveal a trace of pity in her eyes.

"Don't worry, the supreme true God has arrived, and it won't be long before they escape from the sea of ​​misery with the gift of the Prince of Darkness." Another female member comforted in a low voice.

"Can you really ignore the cold with the shadow physique and not have to eat?"

Rebecca looked up and down at her teammate's dull complexion and slightly weird pupils with slightly curious eyes.

After all, everyone in the expedition team except her gave their faith and accepted the transformation of the shadow's physique.

The female member smiled and explained: "Didn't you notice that we didn't wear those heavy warm clothes when we were in the surface world?

It is of course impossible not to eat, but the need for food and drinking water has indeed been reduced a lot.

Even if you don't eat or drink for several days, you won't feel hungry or weak.

Because we can already draw energy from the Shadow Weave for a living.

This is why we firmly believe that the great Prince of Darkness will help all mankind escape suffering and despair and enter a new era. "

"Escape from suffering and despair..."

Rebecca subconsciously glanced at the cathedral in the distance that was incompatible with the surrounding low-rise houses, and her eyes revealed strong disgust and hatred.

Just when she wanted to continue asking about how it felt after acquiring the shadow physique, a slightly fat old man in the distance pushed through the crowd and came to the square with a dozen more well-equipped guards.

Upon seeing this, the team leader Aulis immediately stepped forward with one hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "Welcome, your distinguished Speaker Bran."

"Are these the gains of your exploration?"

The eyes of the old man known as Speaker Bran instantly shone, and he walked straight to a gasoline truck and motioned to his followers to open it and take a look.

The latter quickly took out a dagger to cut the fixed rope, took down a heavy bag from above, then cut a small opening and grabbed a large handful of white crystals from inside.

The old man pinched a little and put it in his mouth. He immediately exclaimed with wide eyes, "It's sweet! It's sugar! You actually got so much sugar?"

You must know that since entering the underground world, most people have completely said goodbye to sweetness.

Since sugar cane, beets, flowers and honey cannot be grown here, if you want to eat sweets, you can only rely on expedition teams to search the surface world. They can only bring back about ten kilograms at most each time, which is an out-and-out top-notch luxury product. .

Only the ruling class at the top of society have the opportunity to enjoy it, and there is no place to buy it if they have money.

But now, there is a whole bucket with forty or fifty bags, each bag weighing at least fifty kilograms.

In the next few minutes, Speaker Bran quickly inspected the other trailers behind the oil truck and found that there was almost everything from grain to condiments to indispensable salt, as well as priceless power generation equipment.

There are even various types of medicines that are most in short supply in the city.

In particular, he urgently needs specific medicine to treat heart disease.

"Incredible! It's incredible! Tell me what happened? Where did you find so many rare and precious materials, and what happened to these strange means of transportation?"

As if possessed, the old man swallowed a few pills to stabilize his overwhelmed heart, and then he stuck his head into the cab. As a result, he saw those electronic touch screens full of technology at a glance.

Unlike the lower class of society who have long been cut off from the inheritance of knowledge and history, he and his family were senior bureaucrats who took refuge in the Refugee Committee and have retained many books and notes from those years. Therefore, it is clear that even in the prosperous era, humans did not issue such a s things.

"Are you sure you want me to say it here?"

Team leader Aulis asked in a lowered voice, pretending to be mysterious.

moment!

Speaker Bran turned around and glanced at the nobles who came with him. He seemed to understand something, and immediately ordered: "Follow me! Not only you, but other members of the expedition team must also come together."

"As you wish..."

Ollis agreed without hesitation.

Just like this, while other people's attention was firmly attracted by the supplies that were being unloaded on the square, the expedition team, as the biggest contributor, quietly followed Speaker Bran into the inner city where only nobles and their servants could approach.

After settling the others, the old man took the team leader to the study alone and poured him a glass of wine found in the surface world: "Now you can tell me what exactly you encountered during this trip to the surface world. Especially you And the weird skin color of your team members.”

"We actually met a god."

Aulis opened his mouth and threw Wang Zha directly.

"god?"

Speaker Bran was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Are you referring to the god described in "Divine Revelation" who brings the Doomsday Judgment?"

Ollis quickly shook his head: "No, of course not.

The god we meet calls himself the Prince of Darkness.

He not only revealed to us the truth about the destruction of this world, but also gave us magical powers, as well as the materials and transportation he brought back.

The most important thing is that all of us witnessed with our own eyes how he used his divine power to create a warm and comfortable area in the cold surface world.

Anyone who steps into it will immediately feel as if they have entered some incredible enchantment.

There's even plenty of greenery and colorful flowers. "

"What? Are you sure this is not a joke, or that you accidentally took some hallucinogenic mushrooms or drugs?"

Speaker Bran frowned subconsciously, obviously not believing this statement.

"I assure you, this has nothing to do with hallucinations. If you don't believe me, I can show you a little bit."

As he spoke, Ollis pulled out the dagger he carried and cut a wound in his palm.

Dark red blood flowed out instantly, dripping onto the ground.

Just when the old man was puzzled by this act of self-mutilation, the team leader instantly used his priest level to release the most basic zero-ring magic [Cure Minor Injuries].

Even though this magical spell is quite inconspicuous in the continent of Faerûn, even priest apprentices and other magical spellcasting professions can easily cast it. At best, it can only make senior professionals feel a little uncomfortable.

But in fact, for civilians, this is enough to put half a foot in the door of hell.

Because converted into numerical values, [Inflict minor damage] can cause a little negative energy damage, while ordinary civilians only have a mere two to four points of health.

One-half to one-fourth of his vitality was suddenly reduced. It would be strange if he did not suffer from a serious illness.

Therefore, as a living person, Speaker Bran immediately felt the cold energy surrounding the other party's fingertips, and shuddered involuntarily.

Before he could react to what was happening, the wound on the leader's hand that was still bleeding just now healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is?!!!!"

The old man's pupils suddenly dilated, he quickly took out the medicine bottle and took a few more pills, covering his chest with a pale face.

"This is the gift of the great Prince of Darkness.

He gave us near-eternal life, a constitution that never gets sick or is afraid of cold, and the magical power you just saw.

I know that you have been troubled by heart disease in recent years, and you almost survived and died several times.

But now, you can instantly regain your health and vitality by embracing this gift with your faith and spiritual world. "

While saying this, Oris took out a potion that exuded a dark and cold atmosphere from his pocket and gently placed it on the table.

"Gift..."

Speaker Bran felt that his whole body suddenly became extremely hot.

If he had witnessed the magic just now, he would not have believed these lies.

Because the religion in the city was a tool of rule created by his ancestors in conjunction with other nobles in the city to fool the lower class people, that's why it was built where the poor gathered instead of in the inner city.

But at this moment, the old man's heart was obviously shaken.

He knew very well that his heart problem could not be solved by medicine. According to the records in those ancient books, he needed to undergo surgery to replace a new and healthy heart.

Although with his power and status in Stalagmite City, he could get as many fresh hearts as he wanted, doctors today were no longer capable of performing such a difficult and complicated operation.

On the one hand, there is no corresponding medical equipment, and on the other hand, there is no experience in this area at all.

Therefore, Speaker Bran can only rely on these drugs to stay alive.

If you fail to take care of yourself and suddenly have a heart attack, you may leave this world in a matter of minutes.

No powerful person would want to die, and he was no exception.

Looking at the potion placed on the table, the old man took a deep breath, raised his head and asked seriously: "Can this thing really restore my health and gain eternal life?"

Aulis nodded without thinking: "Yes. But the prerequisite is that you must believe in the great Prince of Darkness and make all the residents of Stalagmite City convert to him."

"As long as you have faith?" the old man confirmed again.

"Well, just faith. Because wealth, material possessions, and power mean nothing to a true god."

Ollis was forthright in his assurances.

He understood that the other party was worried that the rise of the church would threaten and destroy the existing power structure, so he gave him a reassurance.

But this is just a delaying tactic.

Once all the people in the city transform into shadow bodies and believe in the Prince of Darkness, the power of the nobles will inevitably transfer to the church.

Because the reason why the nobles can establish a stable city lies in their mastery of knowledge, technology, and methods of producing food and tools. Without them, the common people would not know how to maintain the city's transportation.

If a riot was launched to overthrow the nobles, everyone might starve to death.

But after obtaining the shadow physique, people's dependence on these things will be greatly reduced, and devout believers may also obtain power given by God.

This also means that the aristocratic rule system originally established by controlling the means of production will inevitably be gradually replaced by theocratic power dominated by faith.

Of course, Aulis would not say these words to Speaker Bran.

He is still waiting to find a good position under the church system, or even become the supreme power in a region.

"Okay! From now on, I am a believer in the great Prince of Darkness and am willing to establish faith for him in this city."

After that, the old man opened the seal of the medicine bottle and drank it.

In a blink of an eye!

A coldness from the depths of his soul swept through his body.

He could even feel some indescribable energy entering his body and even his soul.

In just a few seconds, the originally pale skin turned gray, and at the same time, the eyes were able to see further in this dark environment.

The most important thing is that after the potion began to take effect, Speaker Bran could clearly feel that his overwhelmed heart was no longer uncomfortable. To be exact, even the beating had become much slower, but what was incredible was that the originally old heart However, his body became younger and younger, even returning to the state of about forty years old.

In fact, the reason why he didn't ask anyone to test the medicine but drank it directly was to prove that his faith was pious enough.

Seeing the changes in the other party's body, Ollis raised his glass meaningfully and said: "Welcome to join us, dear Speaker."

"Hahahaha! This feeling is so great! Praise the great Prince of Darkness. My family and I will serve him for generations to come."

Speaker Bran felt the changes in his body, as well as the rejuvenated face in the mirror, with the light of ambition shining in his eyes.

What does the immortal shadow physique mean?

It means that he can become the eternal ruler of this city, even organize everyone to launch a war to unify the underground world, and finally be crowned the emperor of all mankind.

In this way, as the team leader Aulis successfully brought down Speaker Bran, who held the highest power in Stalagmite City, the entire aristocracy soon drank the potions one after another and became half-shadow creatures.

Following the transformation are the soldiers who maintain order and security, and finally the civilians at the bottom.

During this period, the church and the deceitful church in the city also tried to resist and instigate believers to launch a riot. As a result, they were suppressed by iron and blood before they could be organized, and all the participants were killed without leaving a trace.

In the end, Stalagmite City was completely dyed in the color of the Dark Prince Graia in just a few days.

Not only that, they also held grand religious ceremonies and celebrations, and then sent troops to continuously preach to the surrounding small gatherings, converting all the population into half-shadow creatures.

As more and more half-shadow creatures are born, a stable shadow magic network node is finally formed here.

Shar, the goddess of the night from Faerûn, descended a very weak incarnation through this node.

Seeing the fanatical religious enthusiasm in the area around Stalagmite City, and the dark power that was constantly expanding outward based on it, she immediately pursed her lips and praised in a voice that only she could hear: "A complete darkness without any light. This world is amazing! Dear Grea, you really didn’t disappoint me.”

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

The Prince of Darkness instantly appeared next to the Goddess of Night through teleportation magic.

"Of course! I like the tranquility it brings here. Now tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"

Saying that, Shar turned around and stretched out a hand to gently caress Greya's cheek, revealing undisguised doting in his two black eyes.

"Forget the reward, just try not to fight against my father in the future. Because there is no way you can defeat him."

The Prince of Darkness stared at this beautiful goddess, both his tone and expression were very complicated.

Because of the mutual attraction of dark essences, his innate closeness to Shar is even greater than that of his mother.

Therefore, he did not want the relationship between the other party and Zuo Si to become too tense, or even become an unrelenting enemy.

But when the goddess of the night heard this, she immediately responded with a smile: "How will you know if you don't try?

Don't worry, for your sake, I won't touch his bottom line again.

Okay, don't mention those disappointing things at this time.

Let's enjoy this rare tranquility together. "

As the last word blurted out, Shar directly opened his arms to hold Greia in his arms, and hummed an ancient lost song from his mouth.

Since her avatar is two meters tall, and the Dark Prince Graia's normal height is only about 1.7 meters, the latter's entire face is buried in her chest.

…

At the same time, far away in the floating city of Mutahar, the New Phyrexia Demon Judges from all time, space and universe gathered together. Even Jinji Tasha, who had been busy with research, took time to appear in the conference room.

The purpose of their gathering here is simple, that is to launch an unprecedented grand battle to completely sweep the universe where the planet Azeroth is located and turn it into a stable and reliable rear area.

The reason why Zuo Si, who had just returned from the Marvel Universe, dared to issue such an order was that, on the one hand, his strength had been greatly improved, and he was confident enough to defeat the Dark Titan Sargeras even in a head-to-head confrontation. On the other hand, The cool down of the big killer card [Tong Zhao] has been completed.

In addition, the universe where Azeroth is located is not like Faerûn's spellcasting environment, which will cause high-tech creations to fail, so big killer weapons such as space fleets and cyclone torpedoes can be used.

"The great father of New Phyrexia, my legions have long been prepared and can launch a full-scale attack on the Burning Legion at any time."

As the highest military commander of New Phyrexia in the universe, and also the demon judge of the black faction, Xiori was the first to stand up and express her determination and high fighting spirit.

You must know that since signing a truce agreement with the Burning Legion and remaining only on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal on the planet Azeroth, she has been secretly accumulating strength and constantly absorbing knowledge, technology and power from the shimmering oil from other universes.

Not only can they crush the so-called endless demons of the Burning Legion in terms of numbers, they can also surpass them in terms of weapons, equipment and technology.

If she couldn't win in this way, then she wouldn't have the shame to stand here and find a place where no one was around to dismember herself as soon as possible.

The green demon judge Fulin Kai also expressed his stance: "My beast army has also been assembled and is at your disposal at any time. Please be sure to put us on the most intense and cruel battlefield. Only in this way can we obtain evolution."

"My Flame Legion has just completed the upgrade. No matter how strong the defense lines and fortresses are, they will be destroyed by our flames and artillery fire."

Two dazzling flames burst out from the eyes of the red devil Banwabas.

Only the white demon judge Elenon dragged her chin gracefully like a lady and said: "Sorry, great father of New Phyrexia, my white faction is at a critical moment in creating the Soul of All Machines, and there is nothing we can do for the time being. Go to war for you.”

"It doesn't matter. We have gained an overwhelming advantage in terms of military strength. The only problem is how to capture all the Titan souls."

Zuo Si expressed his understanding very generously.

Because if he remembered correctly, even if the body of the Titan of Azeroth is destroyed, his soul is immortal and has great power.

"By the way, Fulinkai stole the seeds of the World Tree from Kaldheim time and space not long ago. I am trying to combine it with the super-dimensional lighthouse to create a network that can transmit across time and space. In this way Even without those perfected planeswalkers, we in New Phyrexia can still use this network to teleport, and even let the shining oil flow in it."

Blue Demon Judge Jinji Tasha also hurriedly reported the good news.

"Oh? How much longer will it take?"

Zuo Si was obviously very interested in this.

Because New Phyrexia originally used the seeds of the World Tree in Kaldheim time and space to create the famous "Cave Tree", which can carry out large-scale troop transmission without the help of planeswalker sparks, thus opening up the "Return of All Realms" One” crazy war.

Now he already has a hyperspace beacon connecting the multiverse. If he adds the "cave tree", God knows what wonderful combination will happen.

Jinji Tasha replied enthusiastically: "It will probably take a few months. I will report to you personally then."

"That's right. If we complete this project, we won't have to have as much trouble mobilizing troops in the future as we do now."

An approving smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.

"Father, do you need me to transfer Zariel back from the front line of the bloody battle? Anyway, the fighting there is not very intense now, and there are also the first-level lord Bayer and the newly canonized great devil lords sitting here." The Succubus Queen Malcanthet asked.

"Um--

not needed for now.

I also have the Eternal Evil God and the newly awakened Lord of the Abyss, Argus, on my hands, which should be enough to deal with these Titans.

As for other forces who dare to intervene at this time, the worst case scenario is that I will directly summon the Eldrazi to raid their hometowns.

In addition, let Onixiz be prepared. I may let his Infernal Dragon Legion serve as a mobile force on the battlefield at a critical moment. "

Zuo Si thought for a moment and made his choice.

Zariel, the Archangel of Khorne, was a powerful weapon that he had been sharpening on the front lines of the bloody battle, intending to make it into a sword unparalleled in the world to be used at the most critical moment.

It is obviously far from the time to enable it.

"Understood, I will prepare everything for you at the rear."

The Succubus Queen Mecanshute took the initiative to step forward and kissed the back of Zuo Si's hand affectionately, her eyes still full of admiration and attachment as before.

Zuo Si gently stroked the opponent's cheek like a pet, quickly glanced at the demon judges present in the conference room, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "In the name of the father of New Phyrexia!

I declare that the war against the Burning Legion officially begins from this moment!

Gentlemen, let us crush the demons and their Titan masters and bring the entire universe under our control.

No matter who dares to block our progress, they will step directly over. "

"Under your leadership, Great New Phyrexia will be invincible!"

"Praise the Shimmering Oil! It will bring ultimate order to the entire multi-distant universe!"

"We will eventually realize the lofty ideal of the unification of all worlds!"

…

With the almost fanatical cheers of the Demon Judges, the entire floating city became restless.

Even those experts in various fields who were deaf to what was going on outside the window and were only engaged in research stopped what they were doing and came out to see what was going on.

After all, this is the first time such a large-scale war mobilization and dispatch has been carried out in Mutahar Floating City.

In particular, the gathering of the huge demon army in the ninth level of Baator Hell has made all forces in the universe where the planet Toril is located become nervous.

After years of continuous development and crazy troop explosions, as the Devil Prince with one person under ten thousand people, Zuo Si's huge military power has made many hostile gods and demon lords sit on pins and needles, fearing that he will be attacked. object.

Especially those Devils Astartes that have only begun to be mass-produced in recent years. Each of them has power that is not inferior to that of high-level Devils, but they can be mass-produced very cheaply.

Coupled with the special magical power mecha given by the shining oil, it will definitely be an outright nightmare for the enemy once it joins the battle.

At present, there are only twenty thousand troops stationed on the front line of the bloody battle, and they can easily suppress demons and yugoloths that are more than ten times their number. They have achieved such illustrious military exploits that even Asmodeus personally He was awarded the Legion of Honor designation.