Chapter 951 Rainbow Light

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"Is this world the world where the evil god lives in seclusion as Zhao Yan said? It looks very peaceful."

Just stepping into this area, "Rainbow Light" Sun Yao took a deep breath. The air here was much better than the previous heavy industry world.

The observations of Lu Ping'an and his team can only be regarded as superficial in the final analysis. Each ethnic group in the multiverse has its own derivation and operation logic.

In a sense, the Yu Clan civilization is somewhat similar to the Soviet Union in a certain era, which is the way of overall management, but on a larger scale.

Some worlds are responsible for population, some are responsible for culture, and some are responsible for industry. However, 90% of the world is dominated by light industry and agriculture, which allows it to have sufficient strategic resources, human potential resources, and an extremely stable social structure.

Sufficient strategic depth is the foundation of this civilization, but the slow and insensitive development reality and the lack of enterprising diplomatic thinking are the root causes for new star civilizations like humans to dare to come forward to fight against each other.

"I don't know why Mr. Zhao invited us here this time. It's hard to imagine that in such a world where there is no money to be made, there is actually an evil god living in seclusion."

"Wine Glass Dancer" Su Xingying was a little uneasy. She was opposed to her mentor coming. She always felt that Zhao Yan was not a good person.

Of course, since there is a mixed-blood banquet, there are no "good things" in the human definition here, but among a group of bastards who challenge the bottom line of morality, Zhao Yan is also the one who is the least good.

"Light of the Rainbow" Sun Yao shook his head. This was never what he cared about.

Unlike the newly promoted Zhao Yan, although they are both seventh-level experts, this one is a veteran.

"What I care about is opportunities, opportunities for development."

The group of people from Blood Feast are not doing well here.

As long as there is a world that requires force, strong people are always welcome. If there is no oppression from the coalition of gods released by humans, they will do quite well.

However, the human side took the most violent revenge within its capabilities that no one expected.

The black crows that brought bad luck were naturally disliked, and when humans reported their evil deeds and their "self-eating" nature, their reputation was already bad.

If character can be modified, how can the biological instinct of "eating scavengers" be modified? These people are born villains. The more advanced their will is, the more determined their path will be, and the less likely there will be a way back.

To take them in and recruit them, you will definitely have to bear additional costs. Whether it is reputation or reality, someone will definitely recruit these "high-quality combat forces", but that is not necessarily the case at the moment.

Such a general trend, these high-level professionals of the Blood Banquet can also clearly see that sooner or later the human alliance of gods will leave, and sooner or later intelligent creatures will forget it, especially when the "harm" is just hearsay.

When the time comes, they can change their identity or even change their race, but with their outstanding strength, they will still be able to receive quite good treatment.

If there was really no hope, they would find ways to escape now.

However, not only Zhao Yan, but other high-level professionals also have little patience.

"The deal with the evil god is actually a good thing for us."

If they are ordinary professionals and extraordinary people, it is naturally a good thing for them to trade with these righteous gods of the Yu Clan.

The patron saint of the race, with resources, connections and even reputation, can naturally afford high-level combat power like them, but

".Our path, there is no turning back."

Every world has light and darkness, legal businesses, and more or less gray or even black.

For the people of the Blood Feast, evil gods are actually more suitable than righteous gods. Their lives require more life irrigation, and the normal order camp is not suitable for them.

This is not to say that all "evil gods" are heretics. Civilizations in the multiverse are often multi-faceted. They need internal "guardian gods" and "civilization gods", as well as external "gods of war" and "gods of conquest". "God", "God of Slavery".

Some things are unpleasant to say and cannot be put on the table, but that does not mean they are "illegal".

All along, most of the people in the Blood Feast have been waiting, waiting for a camp of gods that is dirty enough and extreme enough to come and make deals with them and accept them.

For them, the most hurtful thing was actually Blood Crow's betrayal. Blood Crow was a "bird". As a god, he chose a new ethnic group and became one of the patron saints of the ethnic group.

With the help of other gods, Blood Crow is completing his transformation.

After paying a huge price, he will become the subordinate god of a certain big boss god and at the same time obtain a new priesthood and domain. ,

This is a normal thing. High-level civilizations absorb the resources, assets and even gods of low-level civilizations. Just like the original Moon God and Lord of Seals, they all adjusted their clergy and reconnected with the world.

This is undoubtedly a great road, and even vaguely a cleansing path from the evil god to the righteous god. It is the only way to completely integrate into the new world.

But obviously, it was a naked betrayal to his old brother who was still following him.

"Fuck, Blood Crow only cares about getting ashore on his own. It's so heartless." But at this time, there was no one to complain about.

There are still some old brothers who will follow Him, but I am afraid that He can no longer provide the "upward ladder" that other old brothers need.

People's hearts have been dispersed, otherwise the lower-ranking people would not have been expelled, and the middle-level and even high-level people would be panic-stricken.

Some people are getting ashore, but some people are not able to do so at all.

"We can't adapt to a peaceful life anymore. I feel a little uncomfortable these days."

"Rainbow Light" Sun Yao looks like an ordinary middle-aged office worker, and his name is the standard pseudonym of Blood Feast.

Then Zhao Qian Sun Li added a single word of title, as if he was a clone.

Joining the Blood Feast and taking on a false name is tantamount to abandoning the life of a normal person in the past.

After seventy years of following the path of Blood Feast, and becoming a regular-level existence, his life has long been like a river of blood that has absorbed countless souls and flesh.

For the sake of his own cultivation, and for himself to survive and go further, he didn't even remember how much "bread" he had eaten.

Ten thousand, ten thousand, or more?

He has experienced battlefields, and he can't remember how many life-and-death fights he has had. Earlier, he was a "warrior", but now, he is like a middle-aged uncle who is so tired that he might go to bed at any time.

He was fed up, he was irritated, but he still couldn't stop.

It's not because of the joy that killing brings him, nor because his strength requires new "blood food", but because he simply cannot understand a life without killing.

At this moment, walking on the street, his trance-like eyes were still lingering on the backs of the heads, necks, and hearts of those mortals.

He didn't have bad intentions, or even murderous intentions. He just wanted to taste the blood soaking in his heart with his own hands, and wanted to crush the other person's Adam's apple to see if the other person could cry out when he died. He wanted to...

"Master Sun!"

And the shouts of his companions, or rather half of his disciples, brought back his sanity.

Only then did Sun Yao notice that he had reached out his hand unknowingly, and a single black light gathered at his fingertips.

There was almost another massacre on this street.

"Haha, let's go. The agreed place is here. Let's see what Zhao Yan is thinking. If he has nothing to do with me, then I will crush his laryngeal cartilage and listen to the sound."

(End of chapter)