Chapter 433: The time to retaliate has finally arrived.
Tick-tock——
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
Along with the slight sound of liquid dripping on the ground, everyone could clearly see a series of dark red, even somewhat black blood flowing out from the wound in Cyric's abdomen where the hot sword penetrated him. Without a doubt!
That's divine blood!
Blood containing the most essential power of divinity and gods!
As a member of the powerful gods, the blood of the Prince of Lies, like Lathander, the Lord of the Morning, possesses power unimaginable by mortals.
You must know that the latter was only the next four drops of blood shed after being injured by the silver fire, and they could be called artifacts.
Its abilities include that as long as anyone can please the Lord of the Dawn, they can obtain effects similar to "theosophy" through these drops of blood, and directly ask questions to get some "yes" or "no" answers from Lathander. p>
If you are a believer, priest or paladin, you can also use divine blood to perform "Cure Fatal Injury" four times a day, "Resurrection of the Dead" once, and "Regeneration" to regenerate limbs or internal organs once every two days.
A "restoration technique".
In addition, it also has the ability to detect and identify lies, and at the same time refuses to be held by non-believers by raising its own temperature.
Just four drops of divine blood possess such power, so it becomes even more powerful when the number is large.
The most typical example is that the blood shed by the elven god Corellon and the orc god Gruumsh in a certain battle came together to give birth to the ancient evil object - ityak-ortheel.
, also known as the Elf Devourer.
Like the Chaos Demon Dog Kozif, this thing is also a god-like monster that cannot be killed by normal methods.
It's just that it takes a longer time to resurrect in the Abyss, requiring a full ten years, instead of just a few days like the former.
At present, the beast god Mara controls this ancient evil to a certain extent, and will summon it to the gathering place of elves in Faerûn every once in a while to carry out killing and destruction.
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It can be seen that the things contained in divine blood are not much worse than divine power, and it even has the ability to create divine-like beings, ancient evil objects and even demigods out of thin air.
At this moment, Cyric, who had been pierced through the abdomen by Zariel, flowed out divine blood containing evil and crazy power. The amount of divine blood that had gathered on the ground formed a large puddle, and began to penetrate deep into the depths of the desolate land and the entire noisy tunnel plane.
Producing some kind of weird resonance.
In just a few seconds, everything within a radius of several kilometers has already shown obvious changes besides being eroded by the divine blood.
Whether there were other petitioner legions or the elemental creatures that followed the Wind Elemental Prince across planes, they all instinctively sensed the danger and wanted to stay away at extremely fast speeds.
Unfortunately, those unlucky ones who didn't react quickly enough or were too close were not so lucky.
They were all pulled into the bottomless underground cracks by an inexplicable force.
Because the terrain of the Noisy Tunnel Plane is extremely complex and changeable, it is all composed of giant tunnels that are spiraling and twisting around each other in solid rock.
Moreover, every tunnel will be filled with strong winds whistling by, making it difficult for ordinary people to even stand firm.
So if you don't have strong flying ability, it's basically a daydream if you want to move quickly here.
However, Zariel, who was completely immersed in the pleasure of fighting and killing, did not notice this. Instead, he licked the divine blood on his palms and fingers, grinning with a creepy smile. "Hahahaha!
So this is the taste of divine blood?
It’s really surprisingly good.
In this blood, I tasted the taste of fear.
Dear King of Lies, tell me are you afraid of impending failure?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Get out of here!"
Being injured by a god-like lord of the hell plane obviously made Cyric, who calls himself "the only true god in the kingdom", fall into a rage, and a huge vortex of energy suddenly burst out from his body.
Its astonishing destructive power, even Zariel didn't dare to attack it easily, instantly flew thousands of meters away with the help of the high maneuvering speed provided by the flickering oil jet engine.
You don't need to ask to know that this is a kind of "divine power storm" with extraordinary divine power.
The essence of this energy vortex is the power given by the god's own camp, so it can cause unimaginable huge amounts of damage to the opposite camp.
Only those gods with high enough influence and level can possibly release it.
Obviously, Cyric's camp is evil and chaotic, so he definitely poses a terrible threat to the devils of the lawful evil camp.
If an ordinary devil is caught in the storm, even the most advanced Hell Fiend will be turned into dregs or powder in an instant.
The only ones who can fight against it to a certain extent are the Dukes of Hell and the plane lords who possess quasi-divine powers.
This is why Zuo Si, after careful consideration, agreed to Asmodeus joining Hell and becoming a great devil.
In front of a creature like God, if there is no divine power to confront it, it would be too easy to suffer a big loss in a head-on battle.
But once you have divine-like power, the advantages of gods are no longer so obvious.
At least after becoming a level lord in hell, you can obtain the right to distribute the "sacred energy" squeezed from the soul in your own ruling level.
And this "sacred energy" can resist divine power to a certain extent.
Therefore, as long as any level lord in hell has enough energy reserves, it is much more powerful than all the secondary demon lords in the abyss, as well as most of the entire level lords who are not so famous.
Even the otherworldly divine servants who are lower than the Blazing Sky Divine Attendant will often go to the abyss with missions to kill a certain demon lord to increase their performance.
Of course, there are exceptions like the Three Giants of the Abyss, some of the more famous ones who have almost monopolized the beliefs of their own race, most likely the dual identities of demon lord and god like the Spider Goddess Rose.
After releasing the divine storm to force Zariel back, Cyric quickly stopped the bleeding wound on his abdomen and released a huge black fog from his body, which gradually condensed into a human form.
I saw his eyes shining with a frightening red light, and his mouth was muttering like a lunatic.
"Unforgivable...
Unforgivable!
How dare you, a lowly bastard, attack and harm the great and only true God!
I'm going to tear your body apart!
Eat your flesh and blood!
Let your soul be completely annihilated after enduring endless pain!
I am the High King Cyric!
The source of all disputes and conspiracies in the world!
Lord of lies and deception!
No mortal or god can go against my will!
The only thing you should do is obey!"
"Pfft hahahaha! It seems that father is right, you are really ill."
Zariel stood in the sky and laughed mockingly.
Not only her, but the gods watching the battle from behind quickly expressed their contempt and disdain for this unreasonable speech.
Although the gods have long known that Cyric's madness is due to him reading the "Cyric Sutra" compiled by himself using the lie priesthood, his current consciousness is not under the control of reason.
But the problem is, so many years have passed since the birth of the entire crystal wall, and even the gods have changed several times, but this is the first time in the world that a god has been brainwashed by an artifact he created.
This alone can be called "the shame of the divine world".
Not to mention Cyric's series of dazzling and jaw-dropping moves since he became a god from a mortal.
Among them, the parts in the last few chapters of the "Cyric Sutra" that slander the god of gods, Io, have made everyone see the highest state of seeking death.
Some gods with darker thoughts, such as Shar, have begun to suspect that Cranvor became the god of death and the god of tyranny Bane was resurrected. Maybe it was all the means of His Majesty Io.
After all, in this crystal wall system, if you want to become a god, you must obtain his consent.
Otherwise, whether it is to become a god from a mortal, or a god from another world wants to enter, or a dead god is resurrected, it will be impossible to succeed.
Although this god does not express his position clearly every time, he usually just silently acquiesces.
It can tear apart the priesthood and divine power that originally belonged to the three gods of death. Its essence is to weaken Cyric's power that originally stood at the apex of powerful divine power.
"Shut up! How can a dirty devil like you evaluate the great Cyric!"
Accompanied by a piercing scream, Cyric instantly used his divine power to teleport directly from where he was to Zariel's side, waving the artifact in his hand and stabbing him hard.
Making the same move with him was the huge shadow behind him.
"You know? You look like those losers who have been poked in the painful spot."
Zariel sneered and sarcastically said, then frantically drew energy from the hell plane to strengthen himself, and faced him without any fear.
The next second...
Boom!
The hell energy that symbolizes order collides directly with Cyric's crazy chaotic power.
The explosion that occurred in just an instant directly tore apart the huge tunnel under our feet, and the roar spread rapidly along the media into the distance.
Some of the weaker petitioners were immediately shattered into dazzling blood mist just by being touched by sound waves and shock waves.
The dazzling white light is a thousand or ten thousand times brighter than the sun.
The sky full of gravel, dust and the ubiquitous strong wind mixed together, eventually turning into a terrifying gravel storm.
The energy aftermath contained in it can easily wipe out swarms of wind elemental creatures.
Through the sky full of wind and sand, gravel and rain of stones falling from above, the gods clearly saw the scene of Zariel falling from the sky and hitting the ground hard.
There is no doubt that she lost in this direct collision of forces, and she lost quite miserably.
Not only were most of the mechanical structures on the body completely collapsed and damaged, but almost all the wings on the back were broken off.
A large amount of black shimmering oil spurted out from the body, quickly contaminating and eroding countless corpses and skeletons around him, and some even seeped into the ground, mixing with the divine blood that Cyric had previously shed. Infestation!
Plunder!
Absorb!
After realizing the huge gap in physical power with his opponents, Zariel completely activated the latent hive consciousness that originally belonged to Phyrexia creatures.
She needs more and more powerful power to continue fighting, and even defeat this terrible god in front of her.
Obviously, Cyric fully demonstrated his powerful divine identity in this blow.
Although he is stupid, ignorant, extremely inferior and arrogant, and currently completely crazy, his divine power is not weak at all.
Quite the opposite!
Because of its crazy nature and the characteristics of the noisy tunnel, it is also blessed by the will of the plane.
"The Daughter of War seems to be unable to hold on any longer. We have to help her."
Tyr, the God of Justice, was the first to pull out his beloved "Sword of Judgment" and planned to join the battle.
But before he could teleport over, Tempus, the God of War, stopped him and said in a voice full of joy: "Don't worry! Zariel hasn't given up yet.
She also has a strong will to fight, and sincerely desires to challenge opponents stronger than herself.
This is a great spirit that cannot be blasphemed!
The most precious quality in war!
In the name of the God of War!
I will give her my divine power!"
As the last word was blurted out, a blood-red beam of light composed of divine power fell from the sky and poured directly into the body of the white Angel of Khorne who was half kneeling on the ground.
Almost at the same time, Bane also raised his iron fist and said in a deep voice: "In the name of tyranny! I will also give her divine power to help her gain enough strength to fight against Cyric."
Instantly!
Another black beam of divine power shrouded Zariel's body.
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Power!
Incomparably powerful power!
Zarrell can even feel the shimmering oil in his body cheering, and transports these divine powers into the shimmering oil engine at extremely fast speeds, upgrading, transforming and strengthening the entire body.
Not only that!
The shining oil that has been integrated into the infecting underground has also become particularly active with the help of divine power.
In just a few seconds, the mountain made of millions or even tens of millions of corpses under her feet, as well as the divine blood that Cyric had flowed out before, were digested and absorbed, and poured into her body continuously.
It is converted into energy and is continuously compressed, compressed, and re-compressed.
Thousands of corpses shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and black oil spewed out from the inside. In the end, even the bones would be decomposed.
When all the corpses disappear, all that can be seen is a huge lake of shimmering oil.
Such a weird and horrifying scene immediately made the coalition of gods feel an inexplicable fear that could not be described in words.
As the only God of Knowledge who knows part of the true situation, Ogma does not dare to disturb Zuo Si who is reading "The True Biography of Cyric" to the Prince of the Wind Element.
I can only suppress my curiosity and continue to use the extraordinary power - true knowledge, trying to figure out what happened to Zariel.
This ability can only be used by very few gods with the "Knowledge" priesthood.
Soon, with the roar of the oil engine that was tens of thousands of times greater than before, the damaged metal structure of Zariel's body was instantly covered by a piece of white light armor that looked like bone.
At the same time, the massive gleaming oil images around him were affected by the strong gravity and poured into his body at an incredible speed.
In the end, the mechanical Angel of Khorne, glowing with metallic light, completely turned into a "white bone spirit", with a white bone giant sword in one hand, and a bone chainsaw that kept making harsh noises in the other hand. p>
"Now, let's start the second round."
Zariel raised his head and announced to Cyric that the battle would continue.
At this moment, this crazy woman is shining with the light of two kinds of divine power, as well as the blessing of the sacred energy from the hell plane. She is obviously many times stronger than before.
"Damn Tempus! Bane! Just wait for me!"
Cyric glared at the God of War and the Dark Lord fiercely, and without saying a word, he once again raised the triangular sword in his hand, intending to gather his divine power to completely kill the devil in front of him, or at least expel him back to the plane of hell.
But before he could lock his target, he discovered that Zariel had disappeared from the spot instantly.
At this time, he remembered that the other party had just received the infusion of divine power. He was no longer a pure lord of hell, but was equivalent to a quasi-god or demigod with abundant divine power but no priesthood.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
When Cyric remembered to give himself divine protection, Zariel with a crazy bloodthirsty smile on his face had already appeared behind him, and he picked up two weapons and slashed them down at the same time.
Cang!
The King of Lies successfully blocked the opponent's giant sword with the long sword in his hand.
But he no longer had any weapons in his hand to stop the chainsaw coming from the side.
The next second...
Buzz buzz buzz——
Tear!
"Ahhhhh!
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Accompanied by the terrifying sound of the electric saw cutting into the flesh and the heart-rending screams, half of Cyric's waist had been cut open, and the dazzling dark red divine blood was splattered everywhere as if it was free.<
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Zariel, who had experienced many battles, didn't give him any time to think or react, and kicked him from mid-air to the ground with a backhand kick.
Bang!
The "only true God" was once again forced to perform his most annoying public embarrassment.
What is a bit regretful is that most wounds that are fatal to mortals are actually no different from skin wounds to creatures like gods.
Even if Zariel received the divine power granted by Tempus and Bane, he still could not truly harm the essence of Cyric's god.
In just a few seconds, this crazy guy got up from the ground again, roaring hysterically, and rushed towards Zariel to fight with him.
But this time, Cyric could no longer crush the Angel of Khorne with his overwhelming superiority in power as he had done before. Instead, he had to compete with him in terms of combat skills and experience. As expected, he was defeated.
Big loss.
As one of the few supreme commanders in the bloody battle who likes to lead the charge and doesn't care about his own life or death, Zariel's combat skills, experience and madness even amazed the god of war Tempus, not to mention that he was promoted from mortal to god.
Cyric.
Therefore, from time to time, the latter would be cut with a huge wound that was deep enough to show the bone.
Sometimes Zariel would take a certain amount of damage to himself as a price to lure Cyric into revealing a bigger flaw, thus taking the opportunity to severely damage his opponent.
However, since she is not a real god after all, she cannot directly attack and damage the spiritual essence like the battle between gods, and ultimately falls into a war of attrition in the competition of divine power.
Whenever the Angel of Khorne is about to be unable to hold on any longer, one or two gods on the coalition side will step forward and grant her divine power so that she can continue to hold off this lunatic Cyric.
On the other side, after Zuo Si recited the entire "The True Biography of Cyric", the wind elemental prince finally got rid of the influence of "Cyric Sutra" and regained his sanity, and immediately gave orders to all the wind elemental creatures under his command to counterattack. p>
The demons, monsters and petitioner legions loyal to Cyric were fighting side by side with these wind elements to resist the fierce impact of the coalition forces one second, but they tasted the bitter fruits planted by their own gods in the next second. p>
They had no idea what was going on, so they were torn into pieces by millions and millions of wind elemental creatures around them.
Just the body-burning explosion caused by the death of Balor Fire Demon was like fireworks, blooming continuously on the battlefield.
An explosion can clear everything within a radius of tens of meters.
Fresh lives die every minute and every second!
The demons, devils, wind magic bats, angels and various monsters fighting in the sky above are falling like raindrops.
There is no doubt that this is an unimaginable huge loss for both warring parties.
But there is only one person who is enjoying the benefits of this killing feast.
That is the planeswalker who has been frantically absorbing energy of different attributes from the beginning, and is almost losing money - Zuo Si.
Especially after successfully helping the wind elemental prince regain his consciousness, he not only successfully abolished Cyric's last trump card, but also signed a secret contract with the other party when the gods were not paying attention.
Now, not only can Zuo Si use legendary magic to summon the clone of the youngest Prince of Elements, but he has also received the blessing of the Prince of Elements. He can control wind and airflow at will, and forcefully charm any wind elemental creature, including powerful elemental elders, regardless of saving throws.<
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Not only that!
As long as he is willing, he can transform himself into invisible wind and gain innate invisibility and flying abilities.
"Thank you for your help, Lord Soth, otherwise I would have been deceived by the King of Lies for how long."
Yan-Xi-Bin said through the buzzing sound of the air current.
Through the secret agreement just now, she already knew that the human-looking creature in front of her was actually the lord of the ninth level of Hell, the second-largest figure after Asmodeus.
Zuo Si smiled and responded: "You are too polite, it's just a little effort.
After all, neither I nor the gods of Toril want a war to break out with the elemental plane.
Compared to this, I am more curious about how you were deceived into reading that evil divine book?"
"Cyric, that insidious and cunning guy, deliberately disguised the artifact he created as a book filled with ancient mysterious knowledge, and then asked me to pick it up and read it out of curiosity."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, the Wind Elemental Prince immediately became annoyed and furious, and even the air flow around his body became extremely fast.
It’s no different from ordinary elemental beings.
The real princes of the elements all have extremely high intelligence, and some are very good at plotting conspiracies.
For example, the prince of the earth element, who is also from the evil camp and has been her enemy for a long time, is known as the "Tyrant of Stone" - Oremoch.
Therefore, when they are deceived and calculated, they often have a strong sense of shame like other intelligent creatures.
"Didn't you cast a prophecy spell to detect it before reading it?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in disbelief, shocked that the other party dared to be so "reckless".
That is truly a high-level artifact!
If it were me, if I picked up such a book halfway, I would have to find out the origin and confirm that there are no serious side effects before I dare to open it
"I was careless.
After all, since the birth of this universe, there has never been anything as weird and neurotic as the "Hyrik Sutra".
This thing is simply not an artifact that a serious god can create.
It's more like a joke, a very bad and terrible joke.
I really can't imagine what it would be like if that book spread throughout the universe."
The Prince of Elements complained in a very annoyed tone.
Zuo Sishen nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Cyric's brain circuit is different from that of a normal god.
Even the many chaotic and evil gods who live in the bottomless abyss, as well as the most insane demon prince Demogorgon, all look so sane compared with him.
I think it might be more suitable for him to go to the abyss and become a demon lord.
After all, the will of the abyss likes this kind of lunatic and lunatic who will always be unexpected no matter what they do."
"I also think Cyric is suitable to settle down in the Abyss.
This guy can gather so many demons to work for him in a short period of time, which can already explain a lot of problems.
By the way, do you still need my help in the next battle?"
Seeing that the battlefield defense line in the distance had completely collapsed, and both the petitioners in the country and the improvised mob were running for the road, the Wind Elemental Prince immediately asked in an uncertain tone.
Obviously, the wind elemental army's defection completely destroyed Cyric's attempt to use the home field advantage to repel the coalition of gods.
At this moment, his army has completely collapsed and no longer has any will to fight. The entire country is exposed to the attack of the coalition forces.
The Devil Legion, which was still hiding behind to preserve its strength, is now like a tiger coming out of the gate, appearing directly behind the opponent through teleportation magic, specifically picking out those weak petitioners.
In a short time, millions and tens of millions of unlucky people were attacked and captured.
In order to prevent escape, the devil also thoughtfully prepared strong shackles to lock the feet of these guys together one by one.
In this way, as long as a small number of troops are sent, they can be successfully escorted back to the hell plane.
Zuo Si narrowed his eyes and roughly judged the situation, and quickly responded: "No need. What will happen next will be a civil war among the gods in the world of Toril. As an elemental lord, there is no need for you to get involved." "In this case, I will take the first step. Remember to give me a copy of any interesting mysterious knowledge. I am willing to exchange it with you for specialties from the wind elemental plane."
After saying these words, the Prince of Elements turned into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.
Disappearing together with them, there were also a large number of wind element elders and other wind element creatures.
Less than half a minute after her front foot left, the goddess of magic Midnight and the god of death Kelanvor appeared out of thin air beside Zuo Si.
The former even said bluntly: "Soth, ask Zariel to withdraw. She has done enough today. Leave it to us next."
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"That's right! Cyric and I have a lot of old scores to settle."
Cranvor's eyes flashed with deep hatred.
Different from the previous two generations of grim reapers, this one was born as a standard warrior, and his behavior was sometimes quite simple and crude.
Not long after he became the God of Death, he sent an incarnation to a certain level of the bottomless abyss to activate "Wushuang", and bewilderedly hacked to death the demon lord who took advantage of the chaos and entered the hazy realm to plunder the most souls.
Yes!
You read that right!
In the eyes of many people, Kelanvor didn't take it seriously at all.
And according to the information revealed by the ancient god of death, Yeager, the new god of death plans to continue hunting demon lords, a sport that is beneficial to physical and mental health.
In the future, as long as there are demons who dare to enter the Twilight Realm on a large scale, Kelanvor may send another incarnation at any time to kill the lord who planned all this.
He wanted to tell the other lords in languages they could understand, such as killing and death, that from now on the underworld of Toril would not be a public toilet where demons could come and leave as they pleased.
I have to say that this is absolutely great news for mortals.
They no longer have to worry about being robbed by demons during the journey from entering the Realm of Obscurity after death to arriving at the City of Judgment, and are finally taken to the abyss to be corrupted and degenerate into miserable larvae.
"As you wish!"
Seeing that the powerful couple was ready to take over, Zuo Si immediately gave a retreat order to Zariel, who was enjoying the battle with Cyric.
Although the latter was a little reluctant, he still chose to obey the order in the end. He instantly dodged to avoid the opponent's attack, then started the flickering engine and flew back.
Just when Cyric wanted to seize this opportunity to launch a counterattack, he suddenly felt that two malicious powers were locking onto him.
The next second...
The goddess of magic and the god of death sandwiched him on the left and right.
"Cyric! Do you still remember the debt you owed during the turbulent years?" Midnight sneered and asked.
"Debt? Ha! Can you stop making me laugh?"
Cyric's eyes shone with hatred and malice.
For him, there is nothing more unacceptable than seeing two former teammates become as powerful as himself.
"Midnight, don't talk nonsense to this guy. When we push him to the ground and beat him up, he will naturally remember everything."
After saying that, Kelanvor picked up his heavy sword and slashed at him.
Without saying a word, Cyric raised his sword to parry. As a result, he blocked it, but failed to block the spell of the goddess of magic.
I saw a frightening blue light flashing in the air, and then his whole body was caught tightly by a huge force field containing divine power.
Kelanvor seized the opportunity, picked up the hilt of the sword, and smashed Cyric in the face.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each of his blows would deform the latter's pale and acerbic face, and even occasionally splatter teeth and blood.
From their skillful cooperation, it is easy to see that Midnight and Kelanvor are not just lovers, but have established an extraordinary tacit understanding as early as when they were mortals taking adventures together.
You don’t even need verbal or eye contact, you can directly know what the other person wants to do next and how you should cooperate.
In addition, the goddess of magic who controls the magic network actually possesses the most powerful power above the gods, so Cyric unsurprisingly became a sandbag for Kelanvor and Midnight to vent their inner anger.
The worst thing is that whether he wants to attack or defend, he has to pass the level of the Death God Kelanvor first, and he cannot pose even the slightest threat to Midnight.
The serious consequences of allowing a spellcaster to release spells at will are clear to anyone with some common sense.
So the scene looks like Cyric has been controlled by Midnight using various divine spells, and then has to endure the beating from Kelanvor.
You must know that as the goddess of magic, Midnight is completely unrestricted when casting spells.
Whether it is ten-ring, eleven-ring or twelve-ring magic that is forbidden to mortals, or raw energy like silver fire extracted from the core of the magic network, you can use it however you want.
Soon, Bane, the god of tyranny who also had a grudge against Cyric, joined the beating team while waving iron gloves.
The fourth person to take action was Shar, the goddess of the night, who had full points of grudge attribute.
She will never forget how badly Cyric scolded her before.
In short, the time to take revenge has finally arrived.
I don’t know if they have all agreed upon it, but all the gods specifically greet Cyric’s disgusting face when they attack.
After a while, the self-proclaimed “only true god in the kingdom”’s originally thin appearance swelled into a pig’s head.
As the instigator, Zuo Si stood not far away, enjoying the show of the gods beating Cyric with great interest.
He even recorded all of this through magic and planned to take it back to Faerûn and broadcast it repeatedly to the people in his area of control to ensure that this guy's faith would never resurrect on the west coast.
After all, faith is an idealistic force.
This is why almost all gods must maintain a sense of majesty and mystery, so that mortals will feel awe after seeing them.
If this kind of scene of being beaten by a group of gods until he was almost unable to take care of himself was broadcast, Cyric was basically equivalent to a social death.
Any rational mortal would not choose such a guy with neither reputation nor majesty as his patron saint.
As a result, Cyric's influence will become smaller and smaller, until it is reduced to a small church that can only survive by hiding in the dark and spreading like a mouse.
Thinking of this, an extremely sinister smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.
"Father, why don't you let me continue fighting that crazy god?"
Zariel, who had returned to the form of a heavy mecha, asked in a low voice.
Zuo Si replied softly: "Because it's time for this farce to end.
The power you currently possess is enough to compete with gods to a certain extent.
But it is almost impossible to kill a powerful god.
Therefore, instead of continuing to waste time and remaining divine power, it is better to let the gods vent their inner dissatisfaction and anger towards Cyric.
By the way, the No. 1 Shimmering Oil in your body should have mutated under the influence of divine power and divine blood, right?"
"Yes.
The shimmering oil in my body has preserved all the divine blood without a drop.
At the same time, it also retains part of its divine power.
Right now they are mutating and evolving at an unimaginable speed.
A new variety of shimmering oil should be formed in a month or two at most.
Father, I have a hunch that this new type of shimmering oil can compress the energy squeezed from fallen souls and transform it into real divine power.
This also means that we can create in batches powerful legions that can pose a threat to the gods.
Maybe...
You should also try to accept the transformation of Shuoyou, so that you can gain power that is comparable to the gods or even superior to them."
When he said these words, Zarrell's eyes shone with excitement and enthusiasm.
In her opinion, it is really puzzling and regrettable that Zuo Si, as the Creator, did not accept the transformation of Shuoyou.
"Don't worry, the current Shuoyou is far from perfect. It needs to continue to improve and evolve to meet my requirements."
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, and he casually found an excuse to excuse himself.
Transform yourself into a half-organic, half-mechanical form, just like Yawgmoth did?
Stop kidding!
He plans to continue on the path of planeswalker, like the old dragon Nicol Bolas and the spiritual dragon Ugin, to achieve a perfect and eternal state without any flaws from body to spirit.
Unless Shuoyou could evolve to exist in the form of pure energy and utilize it like divine power, Zuo Si would not inject the black viscous liquid into his body.
"Shining Oil isn't perfect enough?! That's it..."
An expression of sudden realization appeared on Zarrell's face, and then he knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of Zuo Si's hand affectionately, solemnly promising: "Please rest assured. I swear on my life and soul that I will continue to improve."
No. 1 oil until it meets your requirements."
"What I have in my hand is more than just No. 1 Glitter Oil.
When the shimmering oil in your body stabilizes, remember to bring me a few samples.
I need to use it to promote the evolution of other models of shimmering oil.
I want to see if Shuoyou can infect creatures like gods after learning to transform and use divine power."
As he spoke, Zuo Si stretched out his hand to open the heavy mecha covering Zariel's body. His right index finger gently scratched the fair skin under the opponent's neck, and finally rested on the protruding huge oil engine.
Through the translucent isolation layer, he could clearly see that the hot shimmering oil inside was boiling, intertwined with the divine blood dropped by Cyric.
To be precise, Shuoyou is trying to use the remaining divine power to decompose and absorb the power contained in these divine blood.
It may be that Yawgmoth ruled Phyrexia and invaded too many times and spaces
I have fought against creatures like gods before, and may have had an in-depth understanding and study of the sparks of ancient planeswalkers, so the sparkling oil can actually absorb and transform divine blood to a certain extent.
Although this process is very, very slow, every time a part of the divine blood is successfully digested and absorbed, the working efficiency of Shimo Oil will increase exponentially.
At the same time, Zariel's body and soul will become stronger and stronger.
If nothing else goes wrong, when all the divine blood is absorbed, this white angel of Khorne will reach a level equivalent to ancient evil objects or weak divine powers.
"The world is really becoming more and more interesting."
Zuo Si pursed his lips with a playful expression, then retracted his fingers and cast his gaze into the distance, admiring the crazy and heart-breaking behavior of the Mechanical Angel Legion and the Devil Legion teaming up to scrape the ground three feet apart.
At this moment, the huge fortress-like palace that the "One True God" built for himself has disappeared, leaving only a deep pit like a ruin, and even the foundation has been dug clean.
As for the things inside, everything has been emptied out long ago.
Any valuable minerals in the country have been occupied by a large number of oil machines and exploited in a predatory manner.
If the difficulty of mining is really too great, just pour oil directly into it.
Anyway, a guideline should be implemented, that is, take away what can be taken away, and let the shining oil infest and devour what cannot be taken away. Even if it doesn't work, it must be completely destroyed, and absolutely not leave even a little bit for Cyric.