They can neither be purely kind nor bad, and are always swinging between good and evil.

But now, South has discovered the weakness in human nature of escaping pain and longing for simple happiness.

And has the ability to exploit this weakness to continuously lure them into the abyss of evil and depravity.

But he did not do this directly, but put a choice before us, that is, we can inspire and redeem them in our own way.

In this way, the two sides can cooperate to gradually pull those middle-swingers who are neither good nor bad to the two extremes of good and evil.

From it we can obtain high-quality, virtuous souls who break free from darkness and long for light.

And he can obtain high-quality evil souls who have witnessed the light but resolutely chose darkness."

"Oh - damn! This method sounds exactly like what he did before."

Thom instantly felt the "familiar formula and familiar taste" from it.

"Yes! This is Soth, a person who can always make offers that you can't refuse."

Tyr's voice revealed indescribable complexity.

Because he knew very well that Zuo Si's sword was not aimed at those mortals who truly believed.

Instead, it focuses on those superficial believers and pan-believers, refining and pushing them to both sides of the good and evil camps in its own way.

Since these people's beliefs and will are not firm, most gods usually don't care much about them changing their alignment and beliefs.

After all, mortals are inherently fickle.

"So this is the true purpose of the ninth level?"

Tom asked in an uncertain tone.

Just when Ilmat was about to answer, a perfected succubus suddenly walked out of the chaotic alley in the darkness, bent down and bowed gracefully.

"Three distinguished guests, please come with me. Lord Gramir and Queen Malcanthet have been waiting for a long time."

"Soth didn't come?"

Tyr was stunned for a moment.

Because in his opinion, these two people are obviously not qualified to make decisions for the master behind them.

"No. His Excellency the Prince is dealing with more important matters. He will not personally intervene in matters here in the short term."

Having said that, the perfect succubus ignored the reactions of the three gods, raised her hand and tapped twice in the dark alley.

moment!

A mysterious secret door opened out of thin air, revealing a deep and void passage.

You don't need to ask to know that this is not a real negotiation place at all, it is just the location of an entrance.

After all, no one knows how many spies and spies are hidden in the Gate of Desire.

Talking in secret in a place like this where there is no privacy at all is just a way of causing trouble for oneself.

Although Thom wanted to ask "what is more important right now than the upcoming war between good and evil", he was stopped by Ilmat.

The three of them followed the perfect succubus through this space tunnel.

After just a second or two, the vision suddenly became clear.

In all directions, in huge factories that seemed to be constructed from countless dimensional spaces, countless fully automated assembly lines and New Phyrexia creations were working desperately to produce various weapons, equipment, and all kinds of incredible super life forms.

The terrifying quantity and terrifying production efficiency made the three gods involuntarily look horrified.

Because they have no idea what Zuo Si wants to do by producing so many weapons, equipment and soldiers.

You must know that the troops stored in those planet-sized super fortresses alone are enough to bulldoze both good and evil parties who are preparing for a decisive battle.

Especially the pipes, which are even more caliber than the super cannon called "Hell's Roar" in Asmodeus's hand, are frightening just to look at them.

After all, in the previous war, a somewhat arrogant good god tried to resist the bombardment, but the entire incarnation was instantly shattered.

Since then, the gods have understood one thing, that is, this cannon really has the power to severely damage or even kill gods.

However, due to the long charging time, with the god's perception and movement speed, it is impossible to be hit as long as it is not entangled by another god and cannot move away.

But even so, the "Hell's Roar" is still an out-and-out killer weapon. No fortress or defense line can withstand its destruction and ravage.

But now, the enhanced version has been mass-produced here.

Tyr, the God of Justice, really wanted to ask Zuo Si who he wanted to deal with by producing so many destructive weapons.

Anyway, he didn't think it was used against himself or the coalition forces of the good camp.

Because it is completely unnecessary to use nuclear bombs to kill mosquitoes.

This is as if a large country in the east of the earth suddenly started to conduct live-fire exercises with an army of two to three hundred thousand people, and the surrounding small countries did not panic at all.

After all, these small countries know very well how much they weigh, and there is no need to go to war in such a big way if they really want to attack them.

"Isn't this Baator Hell?"

Ilmat, who has always been good at observing, immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Yes, this is another time and space called Mirrodin, and it is also the origin and birthplace of New Phyrexia. But now I prefer to call it God's Domain."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, Gramir walked gracefully through a dimensional gate and appeared in front of the three gods.

Behind her were the succubus queen Malcanthet, the angel of Khorne Zariel, the infernal dragon Onixiz, the faceless man Erinikas and other subordinate level lords and the unique form of the great devil.

All of them are direct descendants trained by Zuo Si.

Although the reputation of many of these people is far less than that of the generals and dukes of other lords in the hell realm, gods like Tire and Ilmat know very well that they have most likely been sent to other times and spaces.

He has performed many missions with the universe.

Perhaps the corruption and even destruction of some worlds were planned by them.

Especially Zariel, who was constantly being sharpened as a sharp sword, even Tyr, who was a powerful god, felt uneasy.

From this fallen devil, he felt the aura of destruction condensed from war, killing, destruction and death.

What's even more terrible is that all those present at the highest level of the ninth level of Baator Hell have divine power and godhead.

"When did you become gods?"

Tom's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Of course it is a generous gift from the great master.

As long as he wants, he can turn any of his subordinates or mortals into gods at any time.

Have you discovered anything else?

All creations with some status here possess divinity and godhead.

Because Mirrodin has completed its dimensionality upgrade.

It is completely above time and is in an extra-dimensional space that no mortal can easily touch.

So you don’t have to worry about being eavesdropped or having information leaked here.”

When saying these words, Gramir's tone revealed strong pride and pride.

After all, in the universe where the planet Toril is located, this is a power only possessed by a very small number of gods.

Obviously, she was openly and unabashedly showing her strength to the good coalition forces, including the Three Saints Alliance, so that they could understand in the most intuitive way the consequences of the Ninth Level's involvement in this war.

This undoubtedly surprised the three gods present.

After all, there is a serious lag in the outside world's understanding and recognition of Zuo Si.

They realized this a long time ago.

Almost every time Zuo Si clashed with the enemy, he would come up with something new that he had never seen before.

The reason is also very simple!

Whether it is a god or a quasi-divine power, it is basically impossible to know what kind of power this planeswalker with a spark will gain in other times, spaces and universes.

It's just that the God of Justice never expected that the other party would already expand to such an extent after not seeing each other for a while.

Ilmat, the God of Suffering, frowned even more, seeming to realize that the price that might need to be paid in this negotiation would be far higher than previously expected.

Tom clenched his fists nervously and subconsciously, his eyes full of vigilance.

Only Tyr, the God of Justice, remained calm, raised his head and asked directly: "Can you make the final decision on Soth's behalf?"

Gramir nodded without thinking: "Of course! The great master has given me authorization, and I can make the final choice on his behalf in this battle between good and evil."

"Very good! So what are your conditions? Or what do you want to gain from this war?"

Tyr continued to test calmly.

As a god who had abandoned fantasy and reality long ago, he knew very well that the coalition forces of the good camp no longer had much room for bargaining.

The most important thing at the moment is to ensure that the balance between good and evil is not really broken.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Our request is very simple, that is, the direction and outcome of this war must be performed according to the script set by the master.

First, Zafkiel, who embodies the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain plane, must die.
To be continued...