A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Find some fun for your eternal life? Haha, it seems that the familiar magic goddess is coming back."

Feeling the slight vibration from the magic network around him, Zuo Si chuckled and muttered to himself.

Because he understood that Midnight was just gradually returning to the essence of the magic network - chaos.

After all, the first generation magic goddess Misriel was in the chaotic neutral camp, representing the original and most primitive state of the magic network.

The second generation magic goddess Mistra was more strange. Due to some unknown reasons, she often wavered between the lawful and chaotic camps, but generally speaking, the tendency presented was still chaos most of the time, and those numerous voters and lovers were the best proof.

As for the third generation magic goddess Midnight, she was obviously neutral and kind at the beginning.

But later she began to gradually deviate towards absolute neutrality, and now she has crossed the central axis and developed towards chaotic neutrality.

It can be predicted that she will become more and more similar to the previous two in the end.

Whether it is the mystery and elusiveness of the first generation magic goddess, or the willfulness and debauchery of the second generation magic goddess, they will gradually become part of her character.

This is determined by the core nature of the magic network, and it is not subject to Midnight's personal will.

To some extent, it is really sad to be deified in this universe.

No matter what ambitions, aspirations and wishes they have when they are mortals, they will inevitably become less and less like their original selves after becoming gods.

Let's not talk about the distant past, just look at the three people who successfully became gods as mortals after the turbulent years, Midnight, Kelemvor and Xirik.

Kelemvor, who has become the god of death, is becoming more and more indifferent, and the kindness originally brought by his mortal nature is gradually fading, and the whole person exudes a cold and ruthless atmosphere.

After all, how can a god who deals with the dead all day long be sunny and cheerful?

Of course, this is almost one of the common characteristics of all death gods.

Not to mention Xirik, who is a typical psychopath whose sanity is backfired by divinity and priesthood. He has long been completely cut off from the mortal self who was struggling between good and evil.

If there is anything left from his mortal days, it is the deep hatred for his two teammates, Midnight and Kelemvor.

Midnight is also gradually abandoning what she insisted on when she was a mortal and becoming more and more like the second-generation magic goddess.

So although there are countless geniuses and ambitious people in the continent of Faerun who want to become one of them, Zuo Si always treats them as trash, and even regards gods as chess pieces that can be manipulated and fooled.

Because as long as you understand the nature of a god, what he desires and what he wants to achieve, there is theoretically a lot of room for operation.

After all, gods are not like mortals. They are very easy to be coerced and bribed to change, or even change their positions under the influence of external environmental factors.

This is just like Tyr, the god of justice, will never give up the pursuit of fairness and justice, Ilmater, the god of suffering, will not give up the rescue of the poor at the bottom of society, and Bane, the god of tyranny, will not give up his support for those powerful dictators.

The purity of gods makes it much easier to deal with them than with mortals.

At least that's what Zuo Si thinks.

Just as he was thinking about what changes the transformation of the goddess of magic at midnight would bring to the world, the god of war Tempus, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't hold back any longer and walked straight over and asked directly: "What were you talking about with the mother of magic just now?"

"Nothing, just about the war launched by Asmodeus and some more private personal issues." Zuo Si shrugged and replied.

"Ha! What a coincidence! I also came for this war. I believe that with your wisdom, you should have guessed my intention, right?"

Tempus was obviously the kind of god who didn't like to beat around the bush, and he directly stated his intention.

Because it was not difficult to guess, it was completely obvious.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Of course.

As a warrior and god of war, you naturally hope that this war that affects the entire universe can continue.

In fact, according to my judgment, it will indeed evolve towards a long-term and lasting war like a bloody war.

But if you want to intervene, I think it is not the time yet. You should wait until both sides have fought a round of war and determined the future eternal battlefield.

At that time, you and your believers can freely join either side as mercenaries."

"You mean... the invincible devil army under Asmodeus will be blocked somewhere?"

Tampas's eyes light up slightly and show a very interested expression.

Because from what he observed, there is no one in the entire Seven Heavens Mountain who can stop the Lord of Hell from winning like a crushing victory.

And judging from the posture, Asmodeus is completely going to destroy the entire plane and the Seven Fierce Associations of the Heavens.

This is the revenge he has been planning for tens of millions of years or even longer, and he will never stop before achieving his goal.

"That's inevitable.

Because even if the good camp can't hold on, aren't there still the elements in the inner planes?

Don't forget, when the Queen of Chaos swept the universe with demons, many elemental dukes and princes intervened.

The first rule of this universe since its birth is the balance of camps.

No matter good, evil, order, or chaos, no side can suppress the other side and dominate the entire universe.

If anyone has such thoughts and assists in actual actions, the most powerful neutral camp will intervene and make him face the reality.

I admit that the great Lord of Hell does have unfathomable wisdom and strategies, but as long as he is still within this framework, he cannot escape the restrictions of the rules.

The only suspense is how many members of the Seven Fierce Council of Heaven will die in this war, and to what extent the Seven Heavens Mountain will be destroyed.

As for the complete fall...

I can assure you 100% that such a thing is absolutely impossible.

Because other reverent planes will not allow it, and the inner elemental planes will not allow it. "

Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave his own judgment openly.

"So this is why you didn't join in? Do you know that Asmodeus can't win?"

Tempus raised his eyebrows and seemed to understand something.

Zuo Si chuckled and explained: "I "part of this reason.

After all, I am a person who hates to lose, and what I hate more than losing cleanly is to get into an endless tug of war.

Like the Blood War, besides letting the Khorne Angel Zariel go to the front line instead of me, have you ever seen me take any other actions?

I won't do stupid things like this where the input and the return are completely disproportionate.

I used to get involved in the Blood War because my relationship with Asmodeus was a subordinate relationship, so I had to fulfill my obligations.

But now, he and I are equal in status, so there is no need to play this game with him that is doomed to have no return. "

"Well, it seems that you will not stand on my side this time, right?"

Tempus's face showed a trace of disappointment.

After all, he wanted to join forces with this planeswalker to do something big.

"No!

Quite the opposite.

My goal is actually the same as yours, which is to stabilize this war as soon as possible, and then change from fierce fighting to relatively mild confrontation like the Blood War.

In fact, with the help of the goddess of wealth Waukin and her church, the ninth plane I rule has begun to sell weapons, potions and equipment to those planes of worship.

In this way, the gap in weapons and technology between the two sides can be quickly narrowed.

I can also get your fellow believers and church involved if you are interested. "

Zuo Si calmly extended an invitation to the god of war.

Because this is a war that may affect many planes and countless gods.

The pitiful smuggling volume of the Church of Wakin alone cannot meet the huge and hungry demand of the entire upper plane.

As for the ban issued by the Lord of Hell, it has long been reduced to a piece of waste paper in his eyes.

I believe that Asmodeus must know this with his intelligence, but both sides are smart people and no one is stupid enough to expose it.

Because the King of Demons is a purely rational political creature through and through.

If he tears his face, what benefit can he get from it?

The answer is obviously no.

Not only will he lose important sources of weapons and equipment and souls from other planes and universes, but he will also establish a dangerous enemy for himself for no reason, and even cause the current political structure of the devil to be torn apart.

So compared to the enemy getting a small amount of weapons and equipment, leaving Zuo Si, the planeswalker, in Baator Hell can ensure the maximum benefit.

Therefore, the Lord of Hell will only turn a blind eye to the enemy's aiding of the Ninth Layer Arms Group.

Even if someone who doesn't know what's good for him leaks this matter, Asmodeus will only choose to kill and silence them, and then announce to the public that there is no such thing at all, and that Soth is innocent, loyal to Hell and has never violated any laws and rules.

Although it sounds outrageous and dark, this is the quality that a mature and rational politician should have.

After all, compared with the huge benefits that Zuo Si can bring, the loss he caused is insignificant.

This is why Zuo Si firmly believes that if a person is kind, he will never be good at politics. If he is If a person is good at politics, he can never be kind.

The two are fundamentally opposed.

As for the set of rules followed by the Seventh Heaven Mountain, they are not qualified to be called "politics" at all, but are closer to a group of rigid machines that only follow the rules and regulations.

Once there is a problem with the rules and regulations, the internal system will fall into chaos in minutes.

In contrast, the devils on the evil side will find ways to bypass or take advantage of loopholes.

"It is worthy of being the devil prince who built the ninth level of hell from scratch, second only to Asmodeus, the great devil. "

The Crimson Knight was obviously smarter than his father, and he immediately understood why the other party dared to do such an operation without fear.

To be precise, she was frightened by the unspoken tacit understanding between Zuo Si and Asmodeus, as well as their extremely rational political thinking.

She also understood why many scholars would say that the devils of hell are the most terrifying conspiracy masters and political machines in the universe.

The most terrifying thing about the devils is that they clearly know that their fellows around them may be enemies, but they can form a tacit understanding and even cooperation while constantly fighting each other.

No one will easily turn against each other before they are absolutely sure, but will maintain a superficial unity.

If it were a demon or a yugoloth, they would have started stabbing each other in the back a long time ago.

"Haha, you're flattering."

Zuo Si smiled at the goddess of strategy.

He still had a good impression of the daughter of the God of War.

After all, in Faerun, such rational goddesses are rare.

Even if the faction factor is excluded, most goddesses are either willful, paranoid, crazy, too naive and idealistic, or they are full of thoughts about making trouble and making big things.

"So how do you plan to cooperate specifically?"

The Red Knight took over from Tempus and began to prepare for the negotiations.

To be precise, almost every time the latter signed some agreements with other gods, she would come forward to check to prevent her father's chaotic nature from breaking out and falling into a trap.

Zuo Si responded very straightforwardly: "The way of cooperation is very simple.

I will provide weapons, equipment, potions and corresponding prices, and you will use your neutral identity to sell to the army of the good camp.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will not be responsible for delivery, let alone provide any after-sales service.

I will not even go through normal trading channels, but smuggle them out.

You don't need to bring back the money you get after selling, just purchase the raw materials on the list from the other party directly.

After returning, I will exchange your share for what you need, including money and various goods and services.

As for the proportion of sharing, let's hold it at 40% and 60% for the time being.

You get 40% and I get 60%."

"Selling arms as a middleman?"

Tempus touched his chin and was obviously not very interested in this kind of business behavior.

Because there is nothing related to business in his priesthood.

"Father God, this is to balance the power of both sides, so that you can intervene in this unprecedented grand war as soon as possible and more safely, and it can also increase your influence." The Crimson Knight persuaded solemnly.

"Okay, let's do this first. I will let the church and believers cooperate with you, and you just need to take charge."

After saying that, Tempus threw the stall directly to his daughter and chose to leave directly.

He had already obtained what he wanted to know, and the rest was nothing more than patiently waiting for the best time to cut in.

On the contrary, the Red Knight stayed to discuss with Zuo Si for two or three hours, and signed a contract after repeatedly confirming that there were no problems.

In the end, the God of War Tempus and his daughter Red Knight also sent people to the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level and began their careers as arms dealers.

In just a few weeks, they sold all kinds of weapons, equipment and potions everywhere.

Compared to the cunning and greed of the followers of the goddess of wealth, Woking, the biggest advantage of the followers of Tempus and the Red Knight is sincerity.

They never raised prices and did not care about profits. They just wanted to deliver the goods in their hands to the army in need as soon as possible, and then watch the two sides fight evenly on the battlefield.

Over time, a good business credit was established.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Zuo Si.

After signing the contract with the Crimson Knight, he returned directly to the palace in Kalin Port.

As the rule of the West Coast Empire became more and more stable and popular, this most important, most populous and prosperous city in the south of the Faerun continent has completely changed.

If it weren't for the magnificent and huge palace, people could hardly see any trace of the past.

Almost all the ancient buildings have been demolished, and the streets have been planned and rebuilt over and over again, and they look a bit like modern metropolises on Earth.

Countless airships, magic ships, and small aircraft in the sky travel back and forth between various places and even different planes.

On the ground, there are carriages, magic vehicles driven by puzzle locks, and a public transportation network similar to the subway underground.

Electric lights and magic lamps have completely replaced torches and oil lamps, and even the torches with eternal flames have all been replaced.

A wide variety of shops, services and entertainment venues are scattered throughout the streets and alleys, and the port is extremely busy all year round.

Most importantly, due to the popularity of magic mazes, ordinary people can also enjoy the convenience of magic through specific spells.

But this also directly led to the complete elimination of pure manual labor professionals.

Whether it is the dock area or the airship loading and unloading area, you can no longer see those shirtless workers carrying goods, only warehouse managers who use spells to make boxes float in the air.

As for those eliminated manual laborers, basically all of them were forced to leave the city and settle in villages and towns without magic mazes.

Only there can they still find jobs to support their families.

It can be foreseen that with the aging and death of these people, and the decline in the demand for manual laborers in society, the quality of the entire empire's population will take a big step forward.

Everyone is optimistic that the great West Coast Empire will continue to develop at a high speed and lead the world into an unprecedented era of prosperity.

Even many scholars have begun to claim that the empire has surpassed the civilization established by the elves in all aspects, as well as the Netheril era that was often praised by spellcasters in the past.

Candle Castle even wrote the "Miracle Chronicle" from the year Zuo Si arrived in Faerun.

The bureaucracy claimed that under the rule of the empire, no one had died of poverty, hunger, and cold for many years.

This is a great achievement in Faerun, and it is definitely worth writing about.

In short, in the eyes of most people, the future situation is not as simple as good, but a very good one.

Only Zuo Si himself knows that the West Coast Empire is not far from touching the ceiling of development.

Because this is a world with limited technology, and no matter how magic develops, it is difficult to truly benefit the lower class.

After all, the threshold to become a mage and the financial resources and resources required are there.

Especially genius, no matter when and where, it is always scarce.

So Zuo Si has changed from actively developing this empire he built with his own hands to maintaining it.

After a simple meeting with the ministers and listening to their reports, he went straight to the harem to see his queen and his daughter who was enjoying the joy of family.

"When did you come back?"

Aisha hurriedly stood up and knelt to her husband.

"Just came back. You seem to have a good chat?"

Zuo Si glanced at little Annie who was sitting obediently on the chair, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because this rebellious little thing was surprisingly honest in front of his mother.

Could this be the so-called "distance creates beauty"?

Due to the short time they spent together and the unconditional doting, there was no conflict between little Annie and her mother, so they were naturally closer?

Aisha smiled and responded: "Of course. This is my baby daughter. Even if she suddenly grows up so much, I can still recognize her at a glance."

"Oh? Did she tell me what she did in the past two years?"

Zuo Si asked with a smile.

Instantly!

The girl who was very well-behaved in the last second showed a horrified expression in the next second, and kept signaling with her eyes not to say it.

Obviously, she didn't mention a word about rebellion.

"Isn't it just traveling in different time and space and collecting things that interest you?"

Aisha blinked in confusion.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "You underestimate our daughter. Do you know? Not long ago, in the civil war of the Drow God System, she used a super magic after her planeswalker spark awakened, and instantly exploded the incarnation of the Eye Demon Great Mistress."

"What...what? What did you say she exploded?"

Aisha's pupils suddenly expanded, contracted, and expanded again, and her whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

You must know that she is at least a descendant who has received the teachings and personal guidance of Shane VII, and is also a magician with a spellcasting level of LV15.

Yes, you read it right.

With almost unlimited resources and the guidance of a large number of legendary magicians, the queen of the West Coast Empire has become a high-level magician who masters the eight-ring magic.

So it is impossible for her not to know what the incarnation of the Eye Demon Great Mistress means.

That is a terrifying wild god that is comparable to the powerful divine power. It existed at the birth of the universe and is the ancestor of all eye demons.

Such an existence that even gods fear and revere, but her own daughter killed an incarnation?

How is this possible!

If this news came from someone else, she would think that the other party was joking.

But the problem is that the person who said this now is her husband, the biological father of her daughter.

Based on Aisha's understanding of Zuo Si, she doesn't think her husband would joke about such a thing.

"The incarnation of the Eye Demon Mistress. Yes, the one who rules the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Eyes."

Zuo Si repeated it very straightforwardly.

The next second...

Aisha was so excited that her eyes rolled up and she fainted directly.

But before she fell on her back to the ground, Zuo Si hugged her and gently laid her flat on the chair next to her.

"Damn it! Why did you tell your mother about this? She is just a mortal!"

Little Annie stood up and questioned angrily.

"Why, you can't hold your temper?

I haven't told him that you created that magic to deal with me.

If you really care about Aisha so much, you'd better remember that no matter what happens, we are an inseparable family.

Next time you want to do something, you'd better consider whether it will hurt this family."

As he said, Zuo Si reached out and gently stroked his daughter's hair and cheek.

This time the girl didn't do any evasive action, but showed a slightly fearful look, and at the same time glanced at her mother who fell into a coma due to excessive emotional excitement.

If it was before when she was not sensible at all, she would not consider her mother's feelings.

But now, as her mental age continues to increase, she has gradually begun to have her own things to care about and fear.

As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless.

Only newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, just like newborn human babies are also fearless and dare to put anything they catch into their mouths.

When they are in their teens and twenties, they feel that the whole world is waiting for them to conquer, and they will definitely be able to stand out and realize their inner ideals, and even become the leaders of the times.

But when they enter society and suffer a beating, they will gradually understand how difficult it is to be an adult. It turns out that the world does not revolve around them, and they are just ordinary people.

The huge sense of gap can even make some people psychologically unbalanced and start to blame their mediocre parents for giving birth to them and allowing themselves to accept this cruel fate.

After all the hard work, they finally find a stable job and start getting married and having children, and they begin to place their hopes on their children, hoping that their children will not follow their own old path and can change their destiny by studying hard and entering a prestigious school.

But soon they will find that their children are not geniuses, but just ordinary people like themselves.

Not to mention getting into a prestigious school to achieve a class leap, it is not easy to get into college and graduate smoothly.

Therefore, in Zuo Si's view, the lives of most ordinary people are actually divided into three stages. First, they are subject to the mediocrity of their parents, then they accept their own mediocrity, and finally they accept the mediocrity of their children.

When all three stages have been experienced, a person has been completely domesticated by society, or the ruling class.

Although little Annie, a quasi-god and planeswalker, is far from mediocre, she has now begun to understand fear and awe.

This is obviously a very good start.

Because only by knowing fear and awe can people be tamed.

"Sorry, father, I was wrong before. Please don't tell mother those things. I don't want her to worry."

For the first time, little Annie chose to lower her head and admit her mistake.

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly, he held his daughter's face and whispered softly: "No problem, I promise you will keep it a secret. After all, you are my beloved daughter. No matter what you have done wrong, you can be forgiven as long as you are willing to admit it."

"Thanks……"

The girl's face turned slightly red and she looked awkward and embarrassed.

"Okay, now use your magic to wake her up. Later, the three of us will have a meal together. Later, I will officially announce that you are the only legal heir to the West Coast Empire."

Zuo Si, who is proficient in psychology, obviously knows when enough is enough, and immediately stopped further pressure, and instead adopted a fatherly posture.

In this way, a warm family gathering was soon held in the hall of the Queen's palace.

Although Ayesha was a little unable to accept it at first, her daughter, who was only a few years old, could actually defeat such a terrifying existence as the Beholder Mother.

But after repeatedly confirming that little Annie was not injured, and not even a hair fell out, worry quickly turned into pride.

After all, no matter what, this is a piece of meat that fell from her body.

Moreover, the sight of father and daughter living in harmony made Ayesha relieved of her worries, and she privately discussed with Zuo Si whether to practice another trumpet.

Due to the traditional education she received from Kalingshan since she was a child, she actually deeply admires having more children. It's not enough to just have one daughter. It would be better to have several sons.

At that time, the rule of the entire royal family will be completely stable.

Zuo Si only superficially agreed to this and fulfilled his obligations as a husband, but he had no intention of impregnating Aisha again.

Because through the several existing heirs, he has confirmed that the seeds of the Dark Void are too unstable and will lead to many unpredictable and dangerous situations.

Especially Ayesha, who is now one of her daughter's few weaknesses, must not have any accidents.

In contrast, little Annie, who has always wanted an obedient younger brother or sister, fully supports her parents' trumpet practice and even gave her a name.

Just when Zuo Si was taking a rare vacation to enjoy training his daughter, far away in the kingdom of Talona, ​​the goddess of natural circulation, another of his children was about to be born.

To be exact, the entire country is currently in a state of turmoil due to this little guy.

"Wei... great goddess, the sacrifice you want is ready."

A female petitioner knelt on the ground trembling from a distance.

Because not far away, there are countless corpses piled densely, including humanoid creatures and non-human creatures like giant dragons and beasts.

There are so many of them that they form a huge pit of bones that is not necessarily deep.

And the culprit of all this is the round belly of my own goddess.

The terrifying son of God who is about to be born will continue to devour the life force and kill the surrounding animals or plants in an instant.

And the unlucky guy who was killed cannot be resurrected in any way, not even the goddess herself.

Those who can do this are basically ancient evil objects.

For example, the Nightmare Serpent Dendel, and another example is the Chaos Demon Dog Kozif.

"Very good! My baby happens to be hungry too, so let him eat this last meal and prepare for birth."

With that said, Talona stood up from the lounge chair and walked straight to the balcony outside, looking down at the sacrifices that seemed to sense their own fate.

The fetus in the belly seemed to understand what the mother said, and immediately released a terrifying aura that swept over the creatures who were driven to the edge of the pit.

The next second...

Their bodies began to fester, decay, and die without any warning.

The whole process was so fast that there was no time to feel the pain before he was completely dead.

The most important thing is that this is not death in the ordinary sense, but that even the soul has completely disappeared.

When the golem began to sweep the corpses into the pit of bones, a sharp pain came from Talona's abdomen, causing her to hold on to the wall and let out a low roar of pain.

"Great... great goddess, do you need me to inform Lord Soth? After all, he is the father of the Son of God."

The female petitioner asked cautiously with a trembling voice.

Talona immediately waved her hand: "No, don't tell Soss yet. Wait until I give birth to confirm the identity of the child. Get out now and keep everyone away from here."

"As you wish!"

The female petitioner did not dare to hesitate at all and directly activated the magic to teleport away.

Not only her, but other petitioners around her also had the same reaction.

They had witnessed all kinds of horrific scenes of the goddess during her pregnancy, and they were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would be swallowed up by the Son of God when he was born.

After everyone ran away, Talona just endured the severe pain and laughed like a madman: "Hahahaha! Finally... my and Soth's first child is about to be born! Come on, dear baby , let me see what you are."

The words have not yet been spoken!

An invisible force directly pierced the goddess's abdomen, opening a slap-sized hole in it.

You must know that Talona is now an out-and-out powerful god, and she is also the god of nature. The defense and shield she has blessed on her are enough to withstand a divine impact of the same level.

But now, this kind of defense has been easily torn open.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

The pain caused the goddess to scream.

But she didn't take any action, and instead allowed a bloody and indescribable thing to crawl out of her stomach.

It looks so distorted that gender, or even race, is impossible to discern.

Just when Talona thought this was her child, the bloody and indescribable thing suddenly exploded without warning.

boom! ! ! ! !

The powerful impact instantly leveled the entire building and the surrounding hills to the ground.

She herself also took several steps back before barely regaining her balance.

Then, she saw a scene that shocked and couldn't understand her.

I saw that the flesh and blood flying all over the sky in the explosion were dying in an incredible way, and then they were put back together again, finally forming a shape that seemed human but not human.

Talona didn't even care about the huge hole in her stomach, but wanted to get closer to check the situation.

But in just a moment, the former disappeared out of thin air, with no intention of communicating with the mother who gave birth to him.

Damn it!

This is really troublesome!

Talona's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Because she never expected that this child, who was very obedient during pregnancy, would run away immediately after birth.

If I had known this, I would have called Zuo Si over to take charge of the aftermath.

But now it's too late.

"Great goddess, are you okay?"

A petitioner teleported over instantly, staring with concern at the bloody hole in the abdomen that was healing at an extremely slow speed, with nervousness and concern in his eyes.

Because according to the god's recovery speed, an injury like this would normally only take a few seconds to heal.

But now, although he is also healing, the speed is many times slower.

The remaining blood seems to be affecting the divine power.

"I'm fine. But the newborn child escaped for some reason. Send people to trace it immediately. I want to know where he went as soon as possible."

Talona gave the search order with an anxious look on her face.

"What?! You...you lost the Son of God?"

The petitioner felt his scalp numb and the whole sky collapsed.

Which ancestor should they go to who regards all life as food?

What a joke!

It is estimated that if you encounter it, you will basically die, and you won't be able to run away even if you want to.

The question being asked is that the order given by the goddess is absolute and must be carried out whether you like it or not.

Finally, after a flurry of excitement, countless spies left the country and began to go to the nearest plane to inquire for information.

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At the same time, it is located on the second level of the Seventh Heaven Mountain.

Asmodeus is confronting the allied forces of the Seven Celestial Spirits across a river.

As Mochulia is called the "Golden Heaven", although the air here is very thin, it is full of positive energy symbolizing hope, and golden light fills every corner of the entire plane.

In sharp contrast to the first floor which only has night, the second floor has only day but no night.

Huge tombs and mausoleums everywhere are buried with noble warriors who fought to death for good and just causes.

This is their resting place, and it is also a country where the dead are buried.

Every archon has two ultimate desires.

One is to be able to go to the highest level of the mountain - Cronias - in his lifetime, because that symbolizes the recognition of the will of the plane. It is said that all those who enter the seventh level never return.

The second one can be buried in Mochulia after death, where he can receive sacrifices and respect from his followers together with other companions who died in battle.

The former is a wish while alive, while the latter is a wish after death.

But now, Mochulia is no longer peaceful as usual. The mighty demon army has completely ignited this level. The fires and ruins of cities and villages that can be seen everywhere are enough to make anyone in the good camp feel angry.

Just when the battle was about to break out, the Son of God who had escaped from Talona suddenly appeared above the two armies without any warning.

This time, however, he was no longer in a shape that looked like a human, but had tentacles covered with spikes extending from his body.

Before the Sub-Earth Clan could react to what was happening, this dangerous little thing crashed into the ground with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, countless tentacles flew around like an explosion, forming a shocking tentacle spray.

Thousands of Sub-Earth Clan members were directly pierced and then pulled back to the Son of God.

Their bodies, which originally emitted golden and silver light, rotted and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they all died before they even had time to wail.

But the energy that was swallowed was transformed and preserved in another horrifying way.