With the complete disappearance of Aman'Thul's star soul, the collapsed space and chaotic time flow in the laboratory soon returned to normal under Zuo Si's control.
Even the machine that collapsed under the Titan's powerful power was restored to its previous state under the dual effects of time retrieval and reality distortion.
If it weren't for Eonar, who had transformed into a big cat form and was still trembling at her feet, and the platinum disc that shone with metallic luster, she would have even thought that everything that just happened was an illusion.
Jinji Tasha and Vashtor, who were particularly anxious to confirm the results, had now returned to the entrance of the laboratory and were using a lot of machines and spells to test the environment inside to ensure that there were no traps or potential dangers.
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After all, although the two of them are constantly strengthening their bodies and various abilities through technological iterations and upgrades, they are not combatants in the final analysis.
Jinji Tasha, in particular, has not participated in a single battle since receiving the baptism of the new light oil, and has no record of even visiting the front line in person. He always stays in the safe rear to conduct research.
In his opinion, he is equivalent to the brain and nerve center of New Phyrexia, and is the most important demon judge in the entire force except Zuo Si.
The rest of the Demon Judges are just replaceable high-level "consumables", and it doesn't matter even if they are accidentally killed.
Anyway, Shuoyou has a backup function, and it won't take long to clone or recreate one.
To a certain extent, this blue demon judge is very "lucky" and can even be described as "timid". He will retreat as soon as he senses something is wrong.
But this is not because he is afraid of death.
Under the influence of the Glimmer Oil, it would be impossible for any New Phyrexia creation to have such thoughts.
He just didn't want to die inexplicably in such a meaningless and worthless situation, and it would also make him look very stupid and imbecile.
After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger, Jinji Tasha walked into the laboratory and asked in an uncertain tone: "Great Father of New Phyrexia, have you successfully seized the power of Aman'Thul?
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"Well, yes. The machine you built is very good, and it meets my requirements perfectly. As a reward, this platinum disk that stores the memory, knowledge, consciousness and personality of the oldest Titan soul will be handed over to you.
Deal with it."
After saying that, Zuo Si instantly fired a mage's hand and handed the disc to the opponent.
Because these things are completely worthless to him, but to crazy researchers like Jinji Tasha, they can be used to create powerful New Phyrexia creations.
After all, Aman'Thul in the Platinum Disk now only has a string of data left, which can be added, deleted, modified and copied at will.
If used properly, the combat effectiveness of Shuoyou's batch production of cannon fodder can be greatly improved.
"Thank you very much. Don't worry, I will make something that will impress you."
Jinji Tasha took the platinum disc and inserted it into his body to store it, preparing to take time to think about how to maximize its value.
You must know that he is a typical "technical person". He always feels that there are no difficulties and problems in the world that cannot be solved by improving technology.
If it cannot be solved, it must be that the technology mastered is not advanced enough, and more, deeper, and more dangerous in-depth research must be conducted.
Moreover, he attaches great importance to efficiency and hates waste. Even a stone on the roadside must be decomposed into basic particles and reorganized with shimmering oil.
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I hope you and Vashtor can use their talents to contribute more to the development and growth of New Phyrexia. Now, take me to see the cave
Jingshu, I can’t wait to see this epoch-making shimmering oil creation.”
"It's our pleasure. Please follow me."
Jinji Tasha put one hand on his chest and bowed, then turned around and led the way towards the huge hyperspace beacon tower in the center of the floating city.
But this time, he did not go to the top spark above the spire that connects the endless time and space of the multiverse. Instead, he reached the underground part more than two hundred meters deep below.
As the floating city of Mutahar gradually replaced the Mirrodin space-time and became the de facto brain and heart of New Phyrexia, its volume and area have expanded countless times.
Now its size has expanded to the equivalent of a satellite rather than an island, and the interior has been transformed by Shimmering Oil into a behemoth similar to a living fortress.
The internal passages are even more complicated, like a super maze.
Without guidance from the central control room, even scientific researchers who have lived here for a long time will 100% lose their way.
Many laboratories are modular single rooms that can be split, merged, and reorganized according to the needs of research projects to ensure that researchers can obtain the equipment, tools, and experimental materials they need.
In addition, Jinji Tasha has also set up a complex incentive mechanism to give each researcher a dual-track score, one part of which is ability and the other part is contribution.
The former determines what level of experiments a researcher can participate in, while the latter determines whether he or she is qualified to lead research projects independently.
Countless geniuses from across the multiverse gather here, and then compete crazily with each other and become involved, just to gain the right to participate or lead in the research topics they are interested in.
Many people even privately call Mutahar Floating City the "City of Truth", eager to unravel the mysteries of the multiverse here and find the ultimate answer that haunts them.
Because only here can they have access to knowledge, technology, and environments that are completely different in each time and space that they have never had access to before, and at the same time obtain nearly unlimited resources and energy.
If necessary, you can also go to a certain area to conduct on-site inspections, collect samples, and set up a small laboratory.
It can even use a certain planet or a galaxy-sized star field as a testing ground to test some extremely terrifying and destructive things.
For example, the identical replicas that are constantly being improved, as well as the super biological weapons created by merging twisted indescribable life forms called ancient gods and ancient gods in certain time and space.
Of course, not all experiments are related to killing, destruction and destruction. Occasionally, there are also parts that create new races and new civilizations.
Anyway, here, researchers feel like they are gods and creators from above. As long as they get permission, they can create, destroy, and interfere with one or more existing races and civilizations at will.
The feeling of being outside the "box" and above everything else is simply more addictive and unstoppable than anything else.
Passing through the intricate and ever-changing corridors, Jinji Tower took Zuo Si to the core of the floating city.
I saw an extremely spectacular towering tree that has taken root here deeply, absorbing the surrounding sparkling oil as nutrients to thrive, and has continued to break through the ground to form a huge canopy that almost covers the entire floating city.
Compared with it, the so-called "World Trees" in Azeroth are like saplings that have just sprouted out of the ground.
Countless roots and branches have broken the boundary between the real universe and the dark void through the power of shimmering oil, and are constantly spreading within the latter. With the help of signals captured by the hyperspace beacon tower, they are connected to each time and space and even the universe.
Come together.
Especially the energy accumulated at the bottom of the trunk and roots of the tree has exceeded a certain critical point to the point where even Zuo Si himself was frightened to see it.
He can guarantee that if this power is released, its destructive power will never be much worse than that of the artifact in his hand - Tongzhao after it has been charged for a long time.
After all, Tongxiong draws power from the dark void, while Cave Tree draws power from endless time and space.
The level caps of both are the level of the multiverse.
Moreover, the cave tree in front of us is far from complete, and there is still room for continued growth and expansion.
"It's incredible. Is this the crystallization born from the seeds of the World Tree of Kaldheim?"
Zuo Si raised his hand and gently pressed it on one of the thick tree roots, feeling the terrifying energy contained in it and the passage that continued to extend in the dark void.
To be honest, he had never been able to figure out how a world somewhat similar to Nordic mythology could create such an incredible life form.
Could it be related to the fact that time and space is divided into ten completely different realms?
Because these small realms need to be connected together to form the basic conditions required for a complete time and space, this is why the World Tree, the only creation other than the Planeswalker Spark that can resist the erosion and assimilation of the dark void, was born?
Or maybe this time and space is even more special, hiding some unknown secrets?
Due to Kaldheim's ability to resist the infection of Shimmering Oil on a large area, Zuo Si always prohibited the New Phyrexia forces under his command from entering, and only sent the Green Demon Judge Fulinkai to steal the seeds of the World Tree.
And according to the creation legend of this time and space, the birth of the entire world originated from a seed, and the World Tree later grew from the seed.
If this legend is true, then the seeds of the World Tree should come from the dark void, coupled with the original rules formed before the birth of the world.
"Yes, the great father of New Phyrexia.
To be honest, the first time I saw the seeds of the World Tree taking root and sprouting, I was deeply shocked by its power and potential.
But the reason why the cave tree can become what it is now.
In addition to its origin from the mother body itself, more importantly, it draws huge energy from New Shuoyou and other time and space.
And as time goes by, and the number of time and space it can connect continues to increase, it may even be possible to reunite the entire fragmented multiverse.
Not only will the great ideal of New Phyrexia - the unification of all realms - be realized, but you will also become the unrivaled Great Demon God and the ultimate Planeswalker God in the entire multiverse.
Your will is the will of the entire multiverse, and your thoughts are the laws behind everything."
When he said these words, Jinji Tasha's tone was full of excitement and enthusiasm that could not be described in words.
But Zuo Si shook his head and responded: "Don't be happy too early.
We still know very little about the cave tree, and we don’t know whether it has some unknown limits or potential risks.
Moreover, there are too many types of mixed glitter oils now, especially physical glitter oil and subspace glitter oil that need to break the isolation for final fusion.
Because I need to make the oil more perfect until it can enter the body and become an indispensable and important component like blood.
So there are still many problems you need to overcome, so don't waste too much time on the cave tree.
At this stage, just keep observing.
By the way, as far as I know, the world tree of Kaldheim secretes an incredible viscous liquid - titanium crystal. A certain god can also extract something called [World Jade] from it, which seems to be able to resist the shining oil.
of infection.
I wonder if Fulinkai brought back some samples?"
"I'm so sorry.
Although Fulinkai mentioned these two things, it was obviously too overwhelming for him to fight against the gods of Kaldheim with his own strength.
After all, in that time and space, titanium crystal was a treasure that only gods could touch and use. Mortals might die unexpectedly even if they got close to it. Many artifacts were made with it.
As for the World Wine, only Esika, the God of the World Tree, can produce it.
The gods of Kaldheim's plane and space must take the nectar of the world regularly to maintain their divine power.
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No demon judge is qualified to initiate such an action before obtaining your authorization."
Jinji Tasha explained in a very regretful tone.
If possible, he even wanted to send troops to capture the entire Kaldheim immediately, and turn the only mature World Tree into the property of New Phyrexia at all costs.
Zuo Si obviously noticed the blue demon judge's thoughts and warned solemnly: "Don't attempt to invade Kaldheim.
At least not until I figure out the details of this world and the number of planeswalkers.
Because the world nectar can resist the infection and perfection of the shining oil.
Once a certain planeswalker brings news of the invasion of New Phyrexia to other time and space, then this war may evolve into a war between us and the entire new generation of planeswalkers.
Maybe it will attract the attention of Nicol Bolas, Ugin, Teferi, my cheap teacher Sorin and other ancient planeswalkers.
Remember, I don’t like surprises, and there is no need to increase my chips by taking risks and gambling.”
"As you wish."
Jinji Tasha hurriedly lowered his head deeply, not daring to look into those eyes that exuded golden light and endless majesty.
Vashtor on the side observed this scene carefully.
As a new member, he obviously does not understand the character of the father of New Phyrexia, so he rarely expresses his opinions actively.
However, the strength and caution shown by Zuo Si at this moment made this "half-immortal" feel very pleased.
Unlike Jinji Towers, who had never suffered any setbacks or failures, Vashtor was only a demigod in the subspace in the Warhammer universe. He was suppressed by the four Chaos Evil Gods of Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle and Slaanesh for a long time.
, and even once became a pawn in the opponent's game.
Therefore, when making important decisions, he is more inclined to carefully consider the chain reactions and risks that may be caused by all parties, and then calculate the benefits of success.
Zuo Si's warning to Jinji Tasha obviously made Vashtor feel very safe.
Because he also feels that with the current strength and scale of New Phyrexia, there is no need to take risks or make desperate moves. All potential enemies can be exhausted and killed bit by bit with step-by-step development.
Thinking of this, the God of Technology and Creation stepped forward and said in his unique voice: "Great Father of New Phyrexia, I have an immature suggestion about the Star God."
"Oh? What is it?"
Zuo Si asked back with interest.
"It's about the super weapon that your Shimmering Avatar is forging.
I thought maybe the Necron's method of releasing huge amounts of energy to tear the C'tan apart was not the most ideal one.
Based on the research on Titan's star soul, I think we should do the opposite and concentrate the energy collected from stars to create a singularity with a mass and gravity close to infinity.
Then the super gravity possessed by the singularity will in turn bind the Star God.
After all, since they can be torn apart by energy impacts that exceed the critical point, theoretically they will also be absorbed by the gravity that exceeds the critical point.
And all you have to do is to first shatter the Death Horror's outer skin to expose its energy form, and then throw the singularity into it.
Anyway, even if it fails, it will just take a little more time to collect stellar energy again.
But once you succeed, you can make the Star God a part of your own power just like you did with those Titan Star Souls."
Vashtor spoke out his inner thoughts in one breath.
"What do you think is the success rate of this?"
Zuo Si showed a thoughtful expression and was obviously a little moved.
You must know that his Shimmering Oil incarnation has embedded a large number of Star God fragments, so he is very aware of the huge potential possessed by this top-level life.
If the outsider Saranoga can be completely swallowed, the power of the incarnation of Shimmering Oil will immediately gain a qualitative leap, and it can even confront the Tyranids' hive mind head-on, completely lifting the fog that shrouds the entire Warhammer universe.
Vashtor replied firmly: "More than 70%. Because the Star Gods are generally the embodiment of the physical rules of the universe, they cannot ignore or even distort the physical rules to a certain extent like subspace creatures. The most important thing is
Even if you fail, there will be no visible losses or consequences, so you can feel free to try boldly."
"Interesting, I will consider it."
Zuo Si neither agreed nor refused immediately, but gave a very vague reply.
Because this decision needs to be made after he sees Saranoga with his own eyes.
After all, according to what was learned from the Silent King Szarak, who was the only one to leave the Milky Way and go to the wider universe, the dangers and terrors outside the Milky Way were beyond the imagination of the species and civilizations born in the Milky Way.
This is why even though the Necrons have the technological level to leave the galaxy and colonize the outside world, they still stay in their hometown without going anywhere.
Szarak also went out for a while and returned honestly to protect the galaxy from foreign invasion.
Maybe all the galaxies in the entire universe, except for the Milky Way, have been occupied by the Tyranids.
It has even given rise to many conspiracy theories.
Some researchers in the Human Empire believe that the Tyranids may have been transformed by the survivors who fled after the defeat of the Ancient Saints by using their immature super technology.
Because the insect swarm consciousness has many similarities with the ancient saints.
For example, they all have the power of immortality, can change and distort the laws of physics, have been above the cycle of life and death from the beginning, can create life as they please, regard planets, galaxies and galaxies as a whole, and treat all life equally.
etc.
The Eldar, who once fought against the Necrons for dominance in the galaxy, believe that the Tyranids may have been created by the Silent King Szarak.
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No matter what the truth is, it is enough to show that the galaxy is an extremely special existence in the Warhammer universe.
And the outsider Saranoga floats on the outer reaches of the galaxy.
Zuo Si didn't want to make too much noise and spread it to the inside of the galaxy.
Just when he began to consider which method to choose to deal with the last complete star god, far away in the Pearl of the North in Faerûn, the city of Neverwinter, Eribes, who succeeded Nasir as the lord, was lying on a soft bed.
On the big bed, I listened to the report of the bureaucrats sent by the West Coast Empire to assist me in reform and rule.
At this moment, she was no longer as strong as usual, and she didn't even wear armor. Only the two-handed giant sword that was always burning with the flames of hell was still placed on the weapons shelf not far away.
Of course, it's not that I don't want to wear it, but that my bulging belly can't be stuffed into the armor at all.
And from the flashes of pain and frowning expressions on her face from time to time, it is not difficult to tell that she is already in labor and may give birth at any time.
In order to prevent possible accidents, several senior priests are waiting nearby at any time.
Even the Prince of Darkness, who always eludes the dragon, came all the way to witness the birth of this younger brother or younger sister.
For Grea, it is the responsibility and obligation of his eldest brother to ensure that his younger brother or sister will not be as rebellious as his older sister.
As for his father's lover, Aribes, in his eyes, is nothing more than a reproductive tool, just like his mother who is immersed in beautiful fantasies all day long, and is completely controlled and dominated both physically and mentally.
He couldn't even understand why Zuo Si would waste time and energy on these mortal women when he already had everything he wanted, appearing every once in a while to satisfy their physical and psychological desires.
If you really enjoy the happiness brought by this kind of behavior, wouldn't it be better to change it to a new one every day?
You must know that on that cold and dark planet, Greia recruited a group of young, beautiful, and pure girl believers to serve her on the advice of the Goddess of Night.
But he basically tastes it and then throws it aside and ignores it after it loses its freshness.
Aribes obviously didn't know how low her status was in the heart of the Prince of Darkness. After hearing the official's report, she immediately questioned: "You said that the surviving barbarian tribes in the Neverwinter City Forest and the Mountain of Beren
The villages and towns to the south are not willing to be included in our rule? Why? Are the conditions I offer not generous enough? Or do they think they can resist my army? "
"Madam, the above two are not the most fundamental reasons. The reason why they refused is because they feel that they have already joined the Trade Alliance and are nominally affiliated to the West Coast Empire. There is no need to go through the trouble of finding a master for themselves."
The official gave an explanation with a wry smile.
He clearly understands the thinking of these tribes, villages and towns.
But the problem is that the new lord of Neverwinter, who is ambitious and wants to do something big, doesn't think so.
"Hmph! A bunch of wallflowers on both sides of the fence. If you don't give them some color, those guys will never give up their power willingly."
Aribes sneered, then turned her gaze to the Prince of Darkness, and asked with a half-smile: "Dear Grea, what would you do if you were in this situation?"
"Me? I'll just ignore them."
Greia gave her answer without thinking.
This obviously surprised Aribes, who raised her eyebrows and continued to ask: "Why? I thought that with your character, you would definitely kill them all without mercy."
The Prince of Darkness replied in a very calm tone: "Because neither the barbarian tribes in the Neverwinter Forest nor the villages and towns south of Beren Mountain have much value.
My father once said that the strength of an empire is not directly related to its territory on the map, but is positively related to its effective rule.
This effective rule refers to the efficiency of extracting resources from the occupied land.
Whether it is materials in the traditional sense such as food, steel, cloth, condiments, or as another vital resource - population.
Let’s take the simplest example.
A country with a very large land area, but its administrative efficiency is very low. It often doesn't even know how many people it has, how much arable land it has, and how much steel it can produce every year. It can only rely on reports from feudal lords at all levels below.
The other country only has one-tenth the area of the former, but its administrative efficiency is surprisingly high. Not only does it know how much arable land, population, and tax revenue it has, but it also knows the annual output of steel and various daily necessities. If necessary, it can
Conduct nationwide emergency mobilization.
Who do you think will win if a war breaks out between these two countries?"
"Of course it's the latter. Because they are more fully prepared and can effectively allocate the resources at their disposal to the maximum extent."
Aribes gave the answer after thinking for a moment.
Because this does not require much professional knowledge, and things like one city against one country and winning the war often happen in Faerûn.
Greya nodded slightly: "That's right.
Therefore, my father always emphasized effective rule from beginning to end, rather than playing the game of coloring on the map like some idiots who naively thought that as long as they conquered a certain area, it would become part of their own empire.
Only when the population and resources produced by occupying the land exceed the cost of ruling it can it be regarded as effective rule.
Otherwise, forcefully occupying this land will only bring a heavy burden.
In the same way, if you send troops to conquer these barbarian tribes and villages that are nominally subordinate to the West Coast Empire, not only will you not be able to make them sincerely surrender, but you may also arouse strong resistance.
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But in this way, the tax revenue that would have been brought to the empire would be instantly wiped out. At the same time, it would also have to withstand the huge pressure and condemnation brought by public opinion and morality, as well as the troops that must be stationed to ensure that large-scale rebellion does not break out.
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In other words, it will change from a positive asset to a negative asset.
The more such land there is, the weaker the West Coast Empire will inevitably become, and when it exceeds a certain critical point, it will be like a giant stuck in the quagmire."
"So your point is to just ignore them?"
A flash of light flashed in Aribes's eyes. She was undoubtedly amazed by the words of the Prince of Darkness. She secretly sighed that she was indeed the heir of Zuo Si. No wonder she was able to swallow the incarnation of Cyric, the Prince of Lies, just after she was born.
"Yes.
For these tribes and villages with little centripetal force, instead of using force to force them to surrender, it is better to assimilate them bit by bit through economic and cultural means.
It won't be long before all the older generations die and the new generation becomes the leader, and they will naturally blend in willingly.
After all, they have been basking in the glory of the empire since childhood, enjoying the prosperity and strength brought by the powerful empire, and feel honored to be a part of the empire.
What's more, my father had set the tone a long time ago, that is, the annexation of the North should be done slowly, and there is no need to be too hasty.
As long as a few self-sufficient large cities are incorporated first, the remaining small villages and towns will not have anything to fear.
Because after they got used to the convenience brought by prosperous trade, they simply could not afford to lose it all and return to the poor and hard life of the past.
Once they leave the empire's trade network, many villages and towns will not be able to survive."
While saying these words, Grea's eyes never left Aribes' protruding belly.
the reason is simple!
He has sensed that some astonishing power is about to break out of his shell and come to the world in another form.
"Ah!!!! Damn! I...my stomach hurts!"
Aribes suddenly grabbed the sheets and let out a scream, followed by sweat soaking through her hair and body at an extremely fast speed.
You must know that as a voter of Zuo Si, her physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary mortals. Normally, you don't even need to hire a priest for such small things as giving birth to a child, you can just take a few minutes to do it yourself.
But now, not only was her face and lips pale in pain, but her limbs were also twitching violently uncontrollably.
The originally round belly was rolling like waves, and occasionally you could see fleeting energy beams.
"What is going on? Why was everything fine one second and then like this the next?"
A maid asked loudly with a nervous and anxious look on her face.
"You ask me? How do I know!"
One of the busy priests rolled his eyes angrily.
Although she had delivered babies for many families in Neverwinter City, this was the first time she had delivered a child for a powerful godlike and planeswalker like Zuo Si.
And based on the experience of little Annie and Grea, this child is probably not a mortal, so no matter what happens, it is possible.
Another elderly female pastor even got under the quilt, trying to confirm whether there was a formed baby in the womb.
But as soon as her front feet got in, her back feet were thrown out by a huge force, smashing through the window at the back. She fell directly from the second floor onto a flower bed on the street and broke one of her legs.
Obviously, this unborn little guy is obviously a bit shy and doesn't want anyone to see him.
Seeing this situation, the priests who had just been busy conducting physical examinations immediately stopped all actions.
On the contrary, Grea walked straight to the bed and released his dark divine power to comfort this little guy who didn't know whether he was a brother or a sister, and prevent him from directly erasing the entire city of Neverwinter from the map after being stimulated by the outside world.
Maybe it was because she felt the love and care from her brother, or maybe because she was no longer prying from others, Aribes' originally restless stomach finally calmed down.
Just as she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, more severe pain instantly swept through every nerve in her body. Her originally pale face instantly turned red and veins popped out, and her whole body floated off the bed.
In a blink of an eye!
A terrifying spiritual scream swept through the entire city of Neverwinter.
Except for her mother, Aribes, and her brother, Graya, everything else alive died suddenly in an instant, even the rats in the sewers were no exception.
Not to mention mice, even mosquitoes and plants are like this.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable gray-white color enveloped the sky over the city, as if it was separated from the material plane and pulled into another space completely composed of spirit and soul.
"This...where is this place? What happened?"
Aribes looked around in shock, completely unable to believe that the city she ruled had turned into a ghost in just a moment.
Not only her, but the souls of those who died suddenly were also confused. Many people even didn't realize that they were dead.
Sudden!
The voices of the two children echoed in everyone's ears.
"Hehehehe! Everyone come and play with us!"
"Now I am counting down to ten. During this period, you should try to find a hidden place to hide. I will look for you after ten numbers. Anyone caught will be eaten."
"That's right! Eat it! Eat it! I like delicious souls the most!"
"Brother, if you eat them all, no one will come to play with us."
"It doesn't matter, let's eat half of it first. When we catch one, we will toss a coin to decide whether to eat or not."
"What a great idea! It's settled!"
"ten!"
"Nine!"
"eight!"
"seven!"
…
Accompanied by the slightly childish countdown, all the souls in the entire city of Neverwinter finally came to their senses, showing expressions of extreme fear, and quickly searched for a place to hide like crazy.
Some even rushed directly outside the city, or prayed to the gods they believed in.
But the moment the former approached the city walls and gates, it was directly grabbed by invisible hands, and then thrown into a big mouth that opened from the sky or the ground to swallow it.
The latter received no response at all, even from the priest.
Obviously, anyone with a little knowledge of religion and planes knows that this means that this place has been shrouded by some kind of power that is comparable to divine power, or it is in a space that is isolated from divine power.
In this case, no matter how powerful the gods are, they cannot sense what is happening inside, let alone send an incarnation to save themselves.
However, unlike the fear and despair of mortal souls, the Dark Prince Graia laughed happily. While laughing, he sighed: "Incredible! They are actually twins born from death, spirit and soul? What should I call them now?
What about you, dear brother and sister?"
"Don't worry, dear brother, I'll get back to you after we finish playing this game."
"That's right. We are very hungry. We must eat some souls to fill our stomachs first."
As soon as they spoke, the newly born twins used their own power to pull out several of the souls hiding in the wood behind the house.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!"
"No! Don't eat me! Please!"
"Don't eat me either! Go eat them! My soul is not delicious at all!"
These ordinary people were clearly terrified.
If only their souls weren't left, they would most likely wet their pants.
But unfortunately, this kind of begging for mercy could not impress the twins.
I saw a coin suddenly appear out of nowhere, and then it was suddenly thrown into the air by a force, spinning and rolling to the highest point, and then quickly fell to the ground.
"Aha! That's the front! This soul can be eaten! I'm not welcome!"
A big mouth suddenly appeared out of thin air and swallowed the soul of the adult man standing behind the coin, before the latter even had time to scream.
Then the coin floated in front of the second person and was tossed high again.
But this time it fell on the opposite side.
Just when the woman thought she was lucky to escape, a big hand suddenly appeared and grabbed her, and then tore her soul to pieces in an extremely cruel way and threw it into another picture that was obviously different from the previous one.
Chewing hard in the mouth makes a creepy crunching sound.
"Dear brother, it's not good for you to blatantly violate the rules of the game. What will happen if they stop playing with us?"
"Hmph! I changed my mind. Tails means eating it, heads means not eating it."
Hearing what the twins said, Dark Prince Graya couldn't help but smile and reminded: "I sincerely suggest you stop this game. Because I am 100% sure that my father will not like it."
"Father?!"
There was an obvious hint of awe in the voice of the girl among the twins.
But the boy responded in a disapproving tone: "So what? By the time father comes over, we will have eaten all these souls long ago. Will he still kill us?"
The words have not yet been spoken!
A dazzling red light suddenly flashed in the air, and then a figure appeared out of thin air and said meaningfully: "It's not enough to kill you, but it's okay to teach you an impressive lesson..."