Sword Master Bahuang Chapter 1532 The Purpose of the Gods The sudden display of great strength by the Gods shocked all the tribes in the Central World. However, after being shocked, all the tribes also had the same question.
That is, since the Gods have such great strength, why do they have to fight on two fronts?
You must know that the number of Great Saint Emperors revealed by the Protoss has reached fifteen. With such strength, there is no need for the Protoss to actively provoke the Demons. They will deal with the Orcs first and then counterattack.
Turning around to deal with the demons, isn't that a sure-win situation?
But now, the Gods and the Orcs have not yet decided the winner, that is, they have not sent more Great Saint Emperors to the Orcs, but have directly declared war on the Demons again.
As a result, the Protoss' two-front battle, which was originally a stable win situation, has now become a stalemate.
Fighting on two fronts, whether facing the demons or the beasts, the gods do not have much advantage. In this case, what are the gods trying to do?
Obviously they can be easily defeated one by one, but the Gods want to do the opposite, which makes the world confused.
Among the human race, Xiao Chen naturally knew about the God Clan. At this time, Xuanyuan Ling was sitting opposite Xiao Chen and asked in confusion, "Third brother, why do you think the God Clan did this? Fifteen people
Great Saint Emperor, the gods can completely dominate the central world, why did they provoke the demons again before the battle with the beasts was over?"
Xuanyuan Ling also couldn't figure it out. After hearing this, Xiao Chen fell into deep thought and said softly, "There is only one explanation, and that is that the Gods don't want to win, or that the Gods don't value winning or losing."
"Don't want to win? Third brother, is there such a thing as not wanting to win a war in this world?" After hearing Xiao Chen's words, Xuanyuan Ling replied.
When any war breaks out, I believe no one wants to win, because since you don’t want to win, why bother fighting? Just surrender.
Xuanyuan Ling seemed to disagree with Xiao Chen's point of view, and Xiao Chen didn't care. After a pause, he continued, "The Gods may want to achieve a certain goal through war, but this goal has nothing to do with winning or losing."
This is Xiao Chen's guess, and I have to say that Xiao Chen's guess is indeed accurate.
The Gods really don't care about winning or losing. What the Gods want is a fight, a fierce battle, because fighting will kill people, and if you endure it for a while, your soul will die.
However, at this time, there was a huge formation in the underground palace beneath the City of Gods. There was also a blood pool in the formation. At this time, not only the power of souls was gathering from all directions.
These soul powers are the real purpose of the Gods. They do not need to fight to determine the winner, or in other words, they are not prepared to let the war end at all, because only by continuing the war can the soul powers gather here in an endless stream.
The only function of this formation is to forcibly absorb the soul that has not dissipated as soon as the warrior dies.
It requires a huge amount of souls. Such a large number of souls can only be obtained during the Hundred Clans War. In normal times, it is naturally impossible for the Gods to blatantly absorb so many souls, otherwise, people will definitely notice it.
But it was different during the Hundred Races War. The major races fought in a melee, and it was normal for people to die. Since the Gods secretly collected these souls, naturally no one could find them.
The Protoss' goal is these souls, so they don't want the war to end, and they even want to make the war more intense, because the more intense the major races fight, the more souls the Protoss can get.
The purpose is souls, but no one knows what these souls are used for. Perhaps only the great sage of the gods and the red-robed figure know.
At this time, in the underground palace under Tianshen City, a red-robed figure stood by the blood pool. Although nothing could be seen on the face covered by the red robe, if someone was here, he might be able to feel the red figure at this time.
The excitement in the heart of the robed figure.
That's right, he was excited, watching souls constantly pouring into the blood pool, and the blood pool was also boiling at this time, with blood bubbles constantly coming out. At the same time, there were also traces of indescribable phenomena in the surrounding space.
of fluctuations.
"It's almost done. It's almost successful. It's just a little bit away. It's just a little bit away."
In his heart, the red-robed figure secretly thought, but at this time, a great sage from the divine race standing not far from the red-robed figure spoke.
"Messenger, are we a little impatient? What if we are noticed by the will of heaven if we do this? Wouldn't it be a waste of all our efforts?"
The great sage of the gods was a little worried, but as soon as he finished speaking, the red-robed figure did not move, but suddenly, the great sage of the gods flew out upside down, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
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The Great Saint Emperor was seriously injured with one blow. Although he did not see the movements of the red-robed figure, all of this must have come from his arm.
Turning around to look at the great sage of the divine race who was seriously injured by a blow, the red-robed messenger's masculine voice came out again, speaking in an extremely cold voice.
"These things are not something you should consider. If there is a next time, just jump into the blood pool and become nourishment. Get out."
Hearing this scolding, the great sage of the gods did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He immediately struggled to get up, nodded in horror and said, "Yes." Then he left the blood pool directly.
After drinking away the great sage of the protoss, the red-robed figure turned to look at the blood pool again, and indifferent voices came from his mouth. The voices were so small that they were almost inaudible.
"It's coming soon, in three more days, the gate to the Immortal Realm will be completed in three days. Even if it is discovered by the will of heaven in the Seventh Wilderness, what will happen? Haha, haha..."
As he said that, the red-robed figure couldn't help laughing loudly.
The purpose of the gods wanting so many souls and who the red-robed figure is are all a mystery.
And all of this, the hundreds of tribes in the central world have not noticed until now, not only the hundreds of tribes, but even the will of heaven in this central world has not been aware of it at all.
The red-robed figure seemed to be an invisible man. No one knew how long he had been lurking in the central world, and no one knew what he wanted to do.
However, from the fact that he was able to seriously injure a Great Saint Emperor with just one blow, it can be seen that this red-robed figure is definitely not a simple person. In other words, his cultivation level may have exceeded the recognition of everyone in the central world.
Know.
Also, from what he just said, it is not difficult to tell that he may not be from the central world, but from another place, a place that the world has never heard of.