"Wake up! Believers of blood and killing! I will give you infinite power and drive out all these invading devils!"
Barr's angry roar echoed throughout the huge kingdom.
After being beaten by a group of "justice" organized by the Devil Legion, he realized almost instantly that his situation was not good, so he decisively began to call for help.
After all, this is the country of the murder god.
Even if he has died and turned into a remnant soul, Baal can still use the power of his son Yagasura, the demigod, to achieve some operations.
Along with the roar from God, countless mortal petitioners and demons who believed in him stopped hunting each other, and emerged from their hidden dark corners to be strengthened by the red light beams falling from the sky. Soon Wu Yang
It surged out like a tidal wave and merged with the demon army that was constantly being sent over.
Especially those demons who took refuge in Baal were originally the mortal enemies of the devil.
The hatred between the two sides has long since turned into an instinct deeply embedded in the genes following the bloody battle.
Therefore, after meeting, without even a word of nonsense, they immediately began to fight crazily in a harsh environment where magma, flames and toxic gases were spewing out everywhere.
Others are trying to rush in and destroy the huge portal being built to prevent the devils from sending more reinforcements, or even build a permanent war fortress.
But unfortunately, the devils, who are famous for their cruel discipline and lawful tendencies, have already established a strong defense line. Whether on the ground or in the sky, they are like copper and iron walls, blocking out enemies several times their size.
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Once the portals at the back were built, the demon army that was waiting for them on the ninth level of Baator Hell immediately rushed over to join the battle.
Although the low-level native devil army at the beginning did not gain an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield, it just maintained the front line and continued to slowly advance forward, leaving more space for the rear to build a large and strong fortress. p>
But with the arrival of the real elites, the rabble in Baal's kingdom, which only emphasized individual strength and assassination skills and seriously lacked experience in cooperation and large-scale legion combat, soon showed their true colors and were retreating uncontrollably. p>
Although with the blessing of the magical chicken blood, they can often kill more than three or four enemies in a single fight, this advantage will disappear in an instant once it evolves into a battle between thousands of armies.
To be precise, those superb killing skills don't have much room to display on a crowded battlefield.
Often, once they rush to kill the devil's vanguard, they will immediately be knocked down by the devils who come up from behind. The third and fourth devils will then launch attacks of opportunity from the side, kill them quickly and then follow them.
The affiliated legion moves forward.
Suppose the enemy invests a lot of troops at a certain node, and the individual strength is extremely strong.
Then the Hell Fiend Commander will immediately order this part of the demon army to retreat in an orderly manner, creating a pocket array sunken in out of thin air.
Then invest more elite troops on both wings to find the enemy's subsequent weak points and launch an assault, striving to cut off the opponent's retreat and provide backup to complete the encirclement and annihilate them.
Since both sides have a large number of flying units and units that can cast unlimited teleportation magic, the process of the war is more complicated and three-dimensional than modern wars on earth.
Not only the situation on the ground and in the air must be considered, but also the elite commandos who are suddenly teleported at one's own weak points to play the center bloom.
Fortunately, the senior commanders and generals among the devils have long been trained in bloody battles. Their keen battlefield sense, vision, execution ability, and judgment are estimated to be at the level of "military gods" in the eyes of mortals, and there is no need for Zuo Si.
Just let the laypersons be distracted and direct, and let them freely develop their talents.
Among them, as the elite among the elite, whether it is Zariel's Angels of Khorne Legion or Mecanthet's Mechanical Succubus Legion, they have shown their terrifying strength as the main force in the next stage of the bloody battle.
The moment the large-scale teleportation was completed, the former immediately took over the responsibility of the little devils, lust demons, and horned demons to suppress the enemy's air units, and defeated those demons and petitioners who dared to fly into the sky with overwhelming force.
Airborne combat.
The latter gave full play to the characteristics of non-Ruihua, bringing a large number of war machines made of metal, bones, and flesh, and giving them simple intelligence through shining oil.
Some of these big guys, which can easily reach tens of meters, tens of meters or even hundreds of meters, can help the demon army move forward like a mobile fortress;
Some establish long-range firepower projection positions in the rear areas to cover and fire areas with the largest number of enemies and the most violent attacks;
Some took off and became air-to-ground turrets and combat platforms for the Angels of Khorne.
Although the number of these legions may be less than one-thirtieth of the total military strength of the ninth level, and even the lords of several subordinate levels and their main generals did not show up, they have already shown the ability to push the entire kingdom of gods.
Ping’s terrifying strength.
What's even more frightening is that Shuoyou will also infect and transform enemies on a large scale, continuously creating more cannon fodder, and then growing like a snowball.
To a certain extent, this is an upgraded version of the Cyberpunk Army of the Undead, basically no different from the Necrons.
The only difference is that Shioyou's creation is not powerful enough, and its amazing potential has not been fully unleashed, and it cannot produce super weapons such as spaceships, star destroyers, and colossi.
Otherwise, most of time and space will not have even the slightest room for resistance in front of Phyrexia, and will be completely wiped out in a physical sense in minutes.
But for now, it is obviously enough to deal with the petitioners and demons in Baal's kingdom.
Devils who know how to be "thrifty" will even allow petitioners to surrender captives, and then stuff them all into huge crystal prisms made with magic, intending to take them back to Baator Hell to squeeze energy.
As for the captured demons, they will not be wasted. They can be thrown into the arena of the cyberpunk city for performances, for the gladiators to execute them in the most gorgeous, bloody and cruel way, bringing unprecedented senses to the audience.
Exciting.
In fact, as the ninth level becomes more and more famous and has more and more visitors, many devils have unknowingly become particularly concerned about "money".
Because in the huge cyberpunk city, those with money can really buy everything, even power, status and power.
It's just that it's different from what ordinary people understand by "money".
Compared with worthless precious metal currencies such as gold and silver, the "money" they understand is real resources such as souls, slaves, gems and magic items.
No devil will hold a large amount of gold and silver currency for a long time, and even if he gets it, he will spend it as soon as possible.
Some evil businessmen and gang members keenly sensed the opportunity to make a fortune, and began to sell slaves from other dimensions in large numbers, or set traps to let those visitors sink into a life of indulgence and indulgence, and eventually degenerate and sign a contract to sell their souls.
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By providing slaves and selling their souls in contracts, they not only earned a large amount of gold and silver currency from the devil, but also developed a huge underground industrial chain.
Almost every visitor who enters a cyberpunk city has his or her soul secretly marked with a price.
As long as there is a devil who is willing to bid, this group of profit-seeking guys will help complete all the preparatory work until the customer gets the ownership of the soul.
What they don't know is that while they are doing these crazy things, their souls are constantly being eroded by the power of hell.
Once you die, you will inevitably become the dark soul that the devil loves most.
He thinks he is a hunter, but in fact he is a higher-level prey...
This is the black humor that devils like to see most, and they are deeply fascinated and intoxicated by it.
Of course, Zuo Si has never been particularly concerned about what happened in his hell territory.
As long as he can maintain stability and continuously provide himself with energy to upgrade the planeswalker spark level, he doesn't care if the ninth level turns into a scene of dancing demons.
After all, the more he gets to know Nicol Bolas, the more he feels the overwhelming power of this elder dragon planeswalker in all directions.
No wonder, as a twin brother, Wu Jin didn't even have a record of defeating or tying him in the twenty-five thousand years of fighting with each other. He just kept losing and losing, and was even killed twice. If I had to find one flaw in Nicol Bolas, it would probably be his arrogance.
But if you want to take advantage of this, you need to at least obtain the same strength as the elder dragon planeswalker Ugin, otherwise everything is empty talk
So Zuo Si is now more eager than ever to obtain energy that can quickly improve his hard power.
Currently maintaining the form of a big devil, he is spreading his dragon wings, looking down at Yagasura who is controlled by Baal. One of his hands is holding the artifact staff, and he is exuding an amazing aura, completely like the one in myths and legends.
The Demon King of Destruction.
At this time, Baal also got rid of the entanglement of those demons with the help of believers, and transformed into a giant beast with four legs on the ground like a ravager, and the intensity of his divine power has been constantly rising.
If Yagasura, who had just awakened and gained the power of a demigod, had a divine power level of one, then under the control of Baal, he has already reached about six.
According to the standards given by some books and scholars in Faerun, this is no longer a demigod with weak divine power, but has reached the standard of weak divine power.
If it were another hell lord who found that the target he had to deal with changed from a demigod with weak divine power to a weak divine power, he would have chosen to retreat tactically.
After all, starting from a weak divine power, the god's performance in battle will become quite unstable, or fluctuate greatly.
The weakest among them can't even defeat the stronger demigods.
However, a very small number of weak divine powers can defeat or even kill powerful divine powers in some special periods.
There are also some weak divine powers that are simply the appearance of another powerful divine power.
Fortunately, Baal is not the kind of god who has many aspects and spreads his faith to other material planes. His influence is only limited to the continent of Faerûn on the planet Toril.
What's more, the divine power that seems very threatening in the eyes of other hell lords, in Zuo Si's eyes, is all precious energy that can upgrade his planeswalker spark by leaps and bounds, and it is also compressed.
So not only did he have no intention of retreating, but he was intensifying his efforts to create a sense of oppression, forcing Baal's remnant soul to extract more divine power from the Blood Throne to strengthen Yagasura.
In this way, only after killing the son of Baal can we seize the energy contained in the opponent's body.
Boom!!!!!
After another electric confrontation, Barr finally noticed something. He first glanced down at his paws, then raised his head and stared at his two blood-red eyes and asked: "You have actually been fighting through the battle since just now.
Steal my divine power?!"
"Oh? Did you finally find out?
I thought that with your IQ, you would have to wait until at least a quarter or more of you were sucked away before you would react.
But it's a pity that it was discovered too late.
The divine power you extracted from the Throne of Blood can no longer be returned."
Zuo Si pursed his lips with a mocking smile.
He now finally understands how Baal dared to ambush the Earth Mother Goddess Chantia on Moonshadow Island, and attempted to kill her. Then he conspired with Melkor and Bane to steal the Tablet of Destiny.<
/p>
In addition to being ambitious enough, the main thing is that the ignorant are fearless and have very reckless thinking and action patterns.
Especially in the process of fighting and killing, the god of murder is very susceptible to the influence of primitive instincts and impulses and loses his mind, unscrupulously venting his power without considering the consequences.
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This may be the influence of the priesthood, or it may be that Baal was like this when he was still a mortal.
But in Zuo Si's eyes, an impulsive personality is always easier to deal with than a calm, rational and steady personality.
He summoned the demon army and assumed a very aggressive posture, just to completely anger Baal and make him extract divine power from the Blood Throne at all costs.
Now that this goal has been achieved, it is time to reap the fruits of victory.
"Don't even think about it! I will never allow you, a damn thief, to steal the Blood Throne! It belongs to me!"
Barr suddenly waved his fists and hit the ground hard.
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by two deafening loud noises, his huge body rose into the air with the help of reaction force, and he opened his teeth and claws and pounced on the big devil floating in the air.
Facing an enemy who had already reached a weak level of divine power, Zuo Si did not dare to neglect. He immediately gave himself stronger power through divine power, and then raised the artifact staff to shoot out an astonishingly powerful silver flame.
Baal is also a ruthless person. He directly releases the divine shield to wrap the vital points of Yagasura's body, allowing the silver flames to burn unimportant skin, muscles and bones.
When he came closer, he suddenly stretched his body, waved his two huge fists and smashed it hard.
With the blessing of divine power, the power of this huge beast has already exceeded the limits that mortals can imagine, and even produces a terrifying effect like nuclear fusion with just the movement of a fist.
Along with the dazzling white light that is countless times brighter than the sun, it instantly illuminates a radius of hundreds of kilometers, followed by terrifying shock waves and loud noises.
All the demon legions and Baal believers who came even slightly closer were evaporated by the indescribable high temperature in an instant, leaving not even a bit of bone residue behind.
Because this is not a flame at all, but an out-and-out divine impact.
Those who are a little further away can clearly feel the severe pain caused by the shock wave lifting and tearing their bodies, and finally they are dying.
Only a handful of lucky ones who reacted successfully managed to escape beyond the affected area by means of teleportation magic.
When the fireballs and mushroom clouds that soared into the sky gradually dispersed, they finally saw that at the center of the explosion, Zuo Si, who looked much smaller than his opponent, had actually grabbed the fist thrown by Barr, and with the help of a more powerful
The brute force slowly bent it, and there was a terrifying sound of broken bones and broken muscles.
"I'm sorry, this is not up to you. What's more, do you think you are the only one who has such a thing as divine power?"
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si in the form of the big devil suddenly burst out with silver fire symbolizing the core energy of the magic network, constantly burning Yagasura under Baal's control.
Forcibly, everything above the opponent's wrist was burned into coke.
But this is just the beginning!
In just a few seconds, another divine power entered the arm along the burnt wrist, and in less than a minute, large red spots appeared on the forearm, which then began to rot and grow from the inside.
Pieces of fungi spawned by divine power.
There is no doubt that this is the power of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease.
In her eyes, it would be no problem for her chosen one to directly summon one or two incarnations, let alone borrow some divine power.
Finally, with the blessing of the god-like power of the Lord of the Ninth Level of Hell, Zuo Si forcibly made Baal's huge body kneel in front of him, raised his feet and stepped on the opponent's head into the soil in a very insulting gesture. "No!!!!!! This is impossible! I am the great god of murder!"
Barr obviously couldn't accept such a reality and struggled and resisted crazily, trying to break free from the power that restrained him.
Unfortunately, he died a long time ago after all. He only used his remaining soul to control the sons who relied on himself to grant divinity and reluctantly appeared, unable to display his original strength at all.
Especially Yagasura couldn't even completely spiritualize himself.
Even if he was forcibly promoted to the level of a weak divine power, he still could not pose any threat to Zuo Si, who showed several trump cards.
What's even more frightening is that during the constant struggle, Barr felt that the divine power in Yagasura's body was constantly decreasing, being stripped away, and eventually becoming weaker and weaker.
If you want to get rid of this situation, you must extract more divine power from the Blood Throne.
But the problem is that he now knows that the purpose of the hateful big devil in front of him is to plunder divine power. If he continues to extract it, wouldn't it be playing into the opponent's plan?
Therefore, it was neither a matter of smoking nor a matter of not smoking. He was immediately caught in a dilemma.
But the idea of the remnant soul of the murder god was obviously not within Zuo Si's consideration.
The sparks in his chest are flashing with bright and dazzling light, continuously converting the plundered divine power into pure energy.
Soon the spark level was raised from LV25 to LV26.
When the divine power in Yagasula's body was about to be drained, he actually rose to level 27.
And with the side effects caused by the influx of huge divine power into the body and even the soul, the majesty and aura displayed by Zuo Si at this moment was more like an evil god than Baal, who was kneeling on the ground as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
After completely squeezing his opponent dry, he looked at Barr's eyes full of hostility and hatred and said: "As food, the nutrients you provide are quite rich. I am very satisfied with it, and at the same time I am even more looking forward to getting the Blood Throne."
The remaining divine power stored in the internal memory."
"You won't succeed!
I still have many children.
They will become stronger and stronger as they continue to kill.
I will soon be resurrected in one of them.
Then don't think you can win as easily as you do now.
I am the great god of murder, the object of fear and awe for all mortals.
Now that I know your abilities, it will be your turn to pay the price next time we meet."
Like many failed villains, Barr gave up control of Yagasura after saying a harsh word.
Just when the latter began to slowly regain consciousness and wake up from the controlled state, he suddenly felt something grabbing his head, and then a strong squeezing feeling and severe pain came from his head, and then he completely lost his mind.
Awareness.
When he woke up again, he found that his soul had been stuffed into a dazzling gem.
The one holding this gem is none other than Zuo Si in the form of the great devil.
Not far away lay a giant corpse with its head crushed.
There is no doubt that Yagasura recognized the body as his own, and also realized that he had been killed, and even his soul had been captured and imprisoned.
"Sir, the petitioners and demons in the kingdom of Baal have escaped. Do we need to pursue them?"
A pit demon commander flew over from a distance to ask for instructions from his loyal lord.
"No, no need, just let them go. We can withdraw the troops after cleaning up the battlefield a little."
Zuo Si, who had achieved a great harvest, was obviously satisfied and waved his hand to reject his subordinate's proposal.
"Withdrawal?
But we obviously just won a battle.
Why not keep pushing forward?
There are many petitioners and souls in this kingdom of gods, just like ripe fruits growing on trees waiting for us to harvest."
The Hell Fiend Commander asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Because it's not yet harvest time.
And if Baal is pushed into a hurry and directly opens a permanent portal to the bottomless abyss, this place will become the front line of a bloody battle in minutes.
We are not ready for another bloody battle.
So let’s stop here for today’s warm-up.
Don’t worry, there will be many wars and meritorious promotion opportunities waiting for you in the future.”
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and patted the Hell Fiend Commander's shoulder to encourage him.
As a superior, "painting the pie" for your subordinates, so that they have a strong sense of expectation for the future, and use your subjective initiative to create more value in the following work, this is one of the abilities and skills that must be mastered
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Under his deception, a group of high-level devils who were looking forward to expanding the scale of the war so that they could make meritorious deeds and continue to climb the ranks gave up their original ideas and secretly prepared for the next larger-scale war.
As the huge army retreated in an orderly manner, Sancho, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time, walked out of the shadows, put one hand on his chest, bowed to his mentor, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, my performance has disappointed you.
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"Disappointed? Why do you say that?"
Zuo Si returned to his human form, looking at his disciple with a half-smile.
"First, I shouldn't use Niali's head to stimulate Yagasura and let him suddenly gain the blessing of demigod power;
Secondly, I did not seriously read books about divine power, divinity, faith and so on, so I did not understand the power possessed by demigods at all;
Third, I was so confident in the magical power I had that I ignored that the confrontation between gods was essentially a collision of divine powers. As a result, I was unable to organize an effective defense against Yagasura's attack.
and counterattack.
In short, I made too many mistakes this time."
When he said these words, Sancho had a look of shame on his face, lowering his head and not daring to look at his mentor.
Obviously, since defeating Irenicas at Sonnisla, he has developed a sense of pride and complacency in his bones that "I am powerful."
It's just that this kind of pride and complacency is well hidden and is not directly expressed. Instead, it subtly and continuously affects thinking and consciousness.
After all, Sancho is still just a boy, and he has not even entered puberty like Imoen.
The reason why I used to be more cautious, calm, and rational than many adults was completely forced out by cruel fate and a strong sense of crisis.
Because if he cannot become stronger in a short period of time, he will die in the killing of the sons of Baal.
But when you feel that you are strong enough and able to protect yourself, the repressed child side of your personality will rear its head again.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head and explained: "No, you are wrong, I am not disappointed by your performance.
Because the power of demigods is not something you can deal with.
As for using Niali's head to stimulate Yagasura to gain the power of a demigod, it is actually just something that will happen sooner or later.
As the God of Murder opens the Throne of Blood to all the remaining Sons of Baal, it is almost inevitable that the five descendants will gain the power of demigods.
Even if you don't provoke Yagasura, but join forces with Davian to kill him, a similar situation will inevitably happen when you meet the next five descendants.
Rather than fighting against those sons of Baal who have fully mastered the power of demigods, Yagasura, who has just gained the power of demigods, is actually a good experience package.
He can help you understand what you need to do to fight a demigod to avoid being crushed by a powerful god.
And I can feel that you don’t seem to want to move forward on the road to god, right?"
As these words blurted out, Sancho suddenly fell into silence. After a while, he nodded slightly: "Yes, you were right.
I can feel that the stronger I am, the easier it is to be restrained by some invisible force.
Then thoughts and consciousness continue to develop in a unique and very extreme and pure direction.
This is obviously not the result I want.
I hate this kind of divinity that makes people unable to maintain their rationality, and I hate even more that their thinking becomes less and less like themselves under the influence of faith."
"So you are afraid, afraid that once you gain the power of a demigod, you will completely lose yourself. Even if you finally give up and become the new god of murder, you will not be able to change back."
Zuo Si bluntly expressed the deepest fear in his heart for his disciple.
The price a mortal needs to pay to become a god is very high.
No one knows this better than him.
Let’s take a look at the newly appointed Death God Klanvor.
In the beginning, I often maintained an intimate relationship with my mortal lover, Midnight. We often went out for dates, flirted, and maybe even did some exercises that were good for our physical and mental health.
But now?
The third-generation magic goddess has begun to complain that Kelanvor has gradually become cold towards her.
It is estimated that it won’t be long before the two powerful gods completely part ways and become strangers.
Obviously, Klanvor's performance is the most typical result of divinity replacing mortal nature.
Therefore, anyone who attaches great importance to "self" will inevitably have strong feelings of rejection and panic when they feel that divinity is gradually replacing mortal nature and that they are becoming less and less like their original selves.
"You are right.
I am afraid that if I go too far on the road to becoming a god, I will lose my current self and become something else that is unimaginable.
By that time, I may happily accept the Throne of Blood and become the new God of Murder.
So please help me!"
After saying that, Sancho bent down again and bowed deeply.
Zuo Si lowered his head and was silent for a moment, constantly searching for knowledge and memories related to gods in his mind, and finally responded with regret: "Sorry, I can't help you this time.
Because I have never become a god, and I don’t know what it’s like to experience divinity replacing mortal nature.
The only thing that is certain is that this is an irreversible process.
If you are really afraid of this, just stay in your current state and wait for it to be over.
After all, after suffering such a big loss, your father will probably start to strengthen the remaining five descendants at any cost, including the elector who betrayed him.
I need to speed up the process a little bit."
"So you plan to end it yourself?"
Sancho suddenly raised his head with a look of surprise.
Because in his opinion, once the mentor is defeated, it means that he does not need to continue to stand in the front and fight against those brothers and sisters who are so powerful that they are not much different from the true gods.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right. I just got the ticket issued by the blazing god, so I don't need to worry too much anymore. Let's go back, let's go back and plan carefully, and try to get the rest at once
The five descendants will be dealt with."
Just when he was about to take his apprentice away from this purgatory place, a volcano not far away suddenly erupted with a massive amount of hot magma.
Davion, the flame dragon knight who had fallen inside before, was finally resurrected with full health supplemented by the energy of the fire element. He spread his wings and dragged his huge body to fly down from a high place and landed on the ground, transforming into a human form.
"Master, I'm extremely sorry. It's all because I'm too weak that you had to take action personally."
"No, this is not your fault. I will make a small upgrade to you later, so that when you face demigods again, you won't be as powerless as you are now."
Zuo Si comforted his most trusted follower, and then took the two of them directly away from the place that had turned into scorched earth.
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At the same time, far underground in the northern part of Kalingshan where the Mir Forest meets the Marching Mountains.
A young dark elf woman with a curvy figure is standing on a huge stone platform to accept worship from believers.
Thousands of dark elves, gray dwarves, mind flayers and beholders were kneeling on the ground, praying fervently and piously.
Some of them have relatively high perception attributes, and have even established stable faith connections with them, and have been given divine spells.
There is no doubt that anyone who knows anything about gods and religion knows what this means.
The object of their worship is no longer just the son of Baal, but the true God who truly deserves the name.
This young dark elf is Xander, one of the "Five Descendants".
When she was still a mortal, she was already a legendary priest and mage who practiced both Sin and Olympus like Zuo Si.
Moreover, the combined professional levels of both sides exceed LV50, making it the strongest first echelon even among the five descendants.
Right now, the eyes of this drow demigod are flashing with red light, and powerful divine power is flowing through his body and even his soul.
Although she is not sure why she suddenly gained such power and authority after having a strange dream, the substantial increase in power is undoubtedly exciting and joyful.
For this reason, Xian Dai specially held this unique prayer, and also killed a thousand goblin slaves to add to the fun.
The excitement of blood and death filling the air made her feel unprecedented pleasure, and she firmly believed that the Throne of Blood must belong to her in the end.
"Great goddess! Your humble servant is here to ask for instructions. What should we do next?"
A male drow took the initiative to step forward, knelt down on one knee and held Xander's bare right foot, kissing the instep and toes affectionately, with fanatical admiration in his eyes.
After all, as a dark elf from the evil camp, the gods he can serve are very limited.
Especially after betraying the spider goddess Rose, if you can't hold the thigh of another god tightly, the ending will definitely be very, very miserable.
But now, this drow male no longer needs to fear the pursuit from Rose.
Because there is a powerful goddess in front of him who can protect him.
Even if you die in battle, your soul will have a relatively safe place to go.
In fact, the dark elves who defected from the Underdark before us all have similar ideas.
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.
After all, no matter how cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel the God of Murder is, he is still far stronger than the chaotic and evil Rose who governs internally with high-pressure and autocratic rule.
"How is Yagasura's army doing now?"
Xian Dai raised her big toes and gently pinched the nose of the handsome man in front of her, with a smile full of provocation and temptation on her face.
You don't need to ask to know that the latter is not only one of her best followers, but also her daily companion to vent her desires and enjoy pleasure.
Otherwise, if it were any other lowly male who dared to do such offensive behavior, his head would be crushed in an instant and turned into a headless corpse to be fed to spiders.
"According to the spies' reports, Yagasura's fire giant army has completely collapsed, and he has completely disappeared in a red beam of light. If nothing unexpected happens, he is probably dead by now, even if he is not dead after losing his army.
Nor can I be your opponent."
The man quickly told everything he knew.
"Oh? Has Yagasura failed?
It seems that this West Coast empire is even more powerful than imagined.
Now that Yagasura is out, let's shift our target to Abazig.
This blue dragon is a pretty formidable opponent.
He has built his lair into an impregnable fortress, and it is not easy to break in."
As Xander said that, she put her entire right foot into the male drow's arms and rubbed it up and down, and finally stepped on his face.
I don’t know if this is torture or reward for the latter.
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On the other side, deep in a cave in the Gobi Desert, more than two hundred kilometers away from Xiandai's lair.
A blue dragon whose size was more than twice as large as its counterpart in ancient times had also just woken up from a strange dream. It was unbelievable to find that the divine power in his body had suddenly quadrupled.
The urge to kill and die immediately made him feel better than ever.
Obviously, this huge blue dragon is Abazigh.
In terms of individual combat effectiveness, he may still be above Zhen Dai, a dual cultivator of Sinnoh.
After all, the dragon race has been an out-and-out king since birth, not to mention that Abazig is the oldest son of Baal.
Time has given him more time to learn, research and understand the divinity and power in his body.
Moreover, after gaining more divine power, this guy was not as ecstatic as Xiandai. Instead, he frowned and whispered: "It's so strange.
Why am I suddenly dreaming?
And why did he suddenly receive such amazing power from the Throne of Blood?
Something must have happened behind this.
Most importantly, is this sudden increase in power just mine, or has all the Sons of Baal gained it?
If it’s the latter, then someone will soon be tempted to take action.”
Thinking of this, Abazig took a deep breath and instantly activated the interdimensional teleportation magic from his lair to his own small space in the Kingdom of Baal.
Just when he was about to try to ask a question to the huge statue standing in the center of the space as usual, a figure with blood-red light all over his body suddenly fell from the sky.
Like all other sons of Baal, Abazig once dreamed of his godly father, so he recognized Baal in human form at a glance, and immediately backed away warily and asked: "This is impossible! Aren't you already dead?
Is it done?"
"Yes, I am indeed dead, and what is standing in front of you is just a fragment of my soul.
Listen, son.
I know your mind is full of doubts and confusion right now.
But I don’t have time to explain too much, you need to listen carefully next.
This is related to the ownership of the Blood Throne and your own life and death.
A powerful devil has set his sights on my legacy. He has killed Yagasura and will soon attack you and others.
In order to prevent the position of the God of Murder from being usurped, I hope you can shoulder the heavy responsibility and kill this damn thief and robber.
If you achieve this, I will personally crown you on the throne."
When saying these words, Barr's tone was full of sincerity, and he showed his "fatherly love" without hesitation.
But Abazig didn't know that before that, his father had already said similar things to Melissa, who is currently the strongest...