The angry roar of the God of War resounded throughout the world: "Despicable God of Shadows, why did you plot against us!?"
The God of Shadows looks like a giant humanoid light bulb, with a shadow gathering from the light, like a humanoid creature with a huge magic lightbulb on its back.
Because the light was too bright, I couldn't see the details of the shadow. I could only see the movement of the eyes and nose, and the God of Shadows said with a slightly confused voice: "Why are you still alive?"
"King, you have protected us. The God of War and Forging officially pledged allegiance to the immortal king in exchange for his protection!" the God of War roared.
The voice of the God of Shadows sounded: "You have turned your back on the light and actually served the dark dead. You are guilty."
The God of War jumped to his feet in anger: "I'm taking you Bada, you were the one who plotted against us first. Why did you plot against us? Aren't we allies!?"
"There are only shadows under the light, so we don't need any allies. The storm of faith is coming soon. Let me lend you two godheads." Shadow said dimly.
"Ah! Go to hell! I'll smash your godhead first!" The God of War roared angrily and smashed the thunder hammer in his hand towards the God of Shadows.
I saw a flat-headed sledgehammer spinning and hitting it with a violent electric light. The God of War, the God of Forging, and the God of Shadows and the God of Arbitration of the Church of Light started fighting.
This was a tragic battle. The God of Shadows was smashed in the head with a hammer from the God of War, and he himself was split in half by a sword of arbitration.
The powerful God of War was killed, and the God of Forging was unable to defeat the God of Arbitration, and his head was chopped off.
The God of Forging stared at the God of Arbitration angrily and watched the God of Arbitration take out everyone's godhood, including the God of Shadows.
Then, a flash of light from an unknown place exploded.
The gods of the God of War and the God of Shadows were shattered on the spot, and the God of Forging and the God of Arbitration were severely damaged.
The illusion gradually disappeared, and everyone was stunned. They never expected to see such a record. The dwarf god was plotted by the gods of light? The god of war and the god of forging are loyal to the immortal king? The God of Arbitration uses their godhead to withstand the storm of faith?
"What is the storm of faith? Is it the soul storm that your majesty said? What is this? It exploded two godheads on the spot, and even the arbitration who hid behind was injured? Is the god of arbitration just injured?" Anthony murmured murmured.
Then, an angry roar came from not far away: "The despicable gods of light actually dare to plot against the God of War and the God of Forging! Brothers, chop this archbishop to death first, and then smash the Church of Light!"
That voice and tone were exactly the same as the God of War in the illusion just now. Ange thought that the God of War was resurrected, but when he turned around, he saw the Bronze Hammer rushing over with twelve Thunder Guards.
Anthony's tailbone froze: "No, we are now the archbishop and the ascetic, have we become enemies?"
Thirteen dwarves charged in groups, with unparalleled power. The Dwarf King's Bronze Hammer, who was at the edge of the arrow, had muscles bulging and petrified. With a strong grip, the hammer in his hand flashed with lightning.
Holding the handle of the hammer tightly with both hands, the Dwarf King jumped up with all his strength, and the hammer head tore out large swaths of electric light, as if tearing apart a large area of space, and then brought them all together and smashed them down with all his strength.
If the Thunder Guard's demonstration on the way here was one, then the hammer hammering copper was at least five times more powerful.
Anthony was frightened. When the strength exceeds the normal level several times, no matter how clever it is, it is meaningless. Even if the hammer hits the ground next to it, the explosion will be powerful enough to knock everyone away.
Just when the hammer of the copper hammer was about to hit, Ange raised his hand, and a purple-gold hand bone held the hammer. Then in front of everyone, Ange completed Locke's transformation and turned into a purple-gold body. skull.
"Mourning...Mourning the Lord of Death?" Ange lifted the copper hammer and weapons in the air, and was stunned by this sudden change.
One is the shock of why Ascetic Monk An suddenly turned into the Lord of Death, and the other is the shock that the Lord of Death received his strongest blow with bare hands, carrying Bada, is this an illusion? Are you still in the illusion of the God of War chessboard?
Anthony rubbed his hands and said: "Your Majesty Bronze Hammer, our own people, our own people, like the God of War and the God of Forging, we have pledged allegiance to the immortal king."
"... one of my own?" Tong Chui murmured, letting go of the hammer and jumping down.
Ange stuffed the hammer into the Palace of Rest, and then took out something. A dozen Thunder Titans, Night Watchmen, foul-mouthed horses, etc., in turn, surrounded the copper hammer.
When the transformation time came, Ange returned to his original appearance. Tongchui looked over in fear. He didn't know that Ange had changed back when the time for his transformation was up. He thought that Ange had taken control of the situation, so he took the initiative to change back.
Anthony smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty Bronze Hammer, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. The gods of light are so abominable that they actually plotted against the God of War and the God of Forging."
Tongchui responded subconsciously: "Yes, it's too abominable. You betrayed the covenant and plotted against your allies."
"No, no, no, Your Majesty the Bronze Hammer, it was the gods of light who betrayed their covenant and plotted against us." Anthony emphasized.
The copper hammer sensed the surging holy power on Anthony's body and couldn't turn his head.
After reading the records on the God of War chessboard, Bronze Hammer felt boundless anger in his heart. The God of War and the God of Forging were actually plotted by the gods of light? And use their godhead to withstand the storm of faith?
These despicable humans! Kill them!
Bronze Hammer launched an attack on the Archbishop of Light and the Ascetic An without hesitation, wanting to avenge the God of War and the God of Forging. Unexpectedly, the other party turned into the Lord of Mourning. He removed his strongest attack with one hand and told him: Everyone They are all our own people...
This change was so fast that he couldn't even turn a corner.
"Are you pretending to be the Archbishop of the Church of Light?" Tongchui asked doubtfully.
"No, no, I am the Archbishop of the Church of Light and the Acting Pope of the Holy Church." Anthony said with a smile, his eyes were sincere and his expression was sincere.
"Then...you betrayed the Church of Light?" Tongchui asked.
"How can you say that? It was the light that betrayed us." Anthony corrected.
"Yes, yes, it was the light that betrayed us." Tongchui felt the charm of language for the first time.
After some communication, Bronze Hammer gradually determined one thing. Archbishop Anthony and ascetic An were really heretics of the Church of Light.
But now one of them is the archbishop of the Eastern Diocese, and the other is an ascetic monk with a high reputation, the kind who is qualified to run for the Pope.
Originally, they were supposed to be in different camps, but after watching the record playback, they found that the God of War and the God of Forging had pledged their allegiance to the Immortal King, and they became the same camp again.
"No one believes me. Yesterday, I was a staunch ally of the Church of Light, but today I have become an enemy. Yesterday, you and I were still allies. I didn't expect that today, huh? We are still allies." Tongchui sighed.
The camp has been changed, but the allies are still the same. Who would believe it?
"Yes, no one will believe you if you tell me. If you tell us, we won't admit it. Instead, we will say that you are spreading rumors. After leaving this door, I will still be the Archbishop of Light, and he will still be the ascetic monk An." Anthony said with a hint of warning. arrive.
Tongchui's heart tightened and he nodded hurriedly, yes, no one would believe him if he said it. Without evidence, everyone would just think he was spreading rumors.
It seems that he has to keep his mouth shut to avoid offending his allies, but it is difficult for the dwarf to keep secrets. Who doesn't drink some wine? After drinking too much, he can't even remember what he said.
Taking out the drive core from the God of War chessboard, Ange and his party prepared to leave.
Tongchui asked coyly: "For the sake of our allies, can you sell us the drive core?"
Anthony glanced at Ange and found that he had no expression, so he responded: "This is a godhead, what did you buy it for?"
"Hiss—godhead?" Tongchui's eyes were as big as copper bells and he shook his head: "I can't afford it."
After loading the others back to the Palace of Rest, Ange and the two left the dwarves' territory. Watching their retreating figures, Tong Hammer opened his mouth hesitantly several times, and finally only dared to murmur in a low voice: "My hammer …”
His hammer was taken away by Ange. It was the hammer of the Dwarf King, the master of forging technology of the dwarves today. It was the best in terms of materials and craftsmanship, and it was just gone.
After losing sight of those dwarves, Nigris and Duroken, who were projected on Ange, finally quarreled. Ever since they watched the entire record playback, their quarrel has not stopped. The focus mainly focused on whether the Storm of Faith is What.
"The storm of faith is the storm of the soul, it's just called differently." Duroken said.
"If the storm of faith is the storm of soul, then what is the wind of rest? We have discussed before that the storm of soul is probably the wind of rest. Your Majesty asked the witch to be careful of the storm of soul because he asked her to be careful of the wind of rest." Negris asked rhetorically. .
"That means that the conclusion we discussed before is wrong, and the wind of rest cannot create that effect." Duroken said.
"Couldn't it be that the soul storm and the faith storm are not the same thing?" Nigris asked in confusion.
"No, if it's as bad as the Wind of Rest, the king doesn't need to tell the witch to be careful at all. Only that weird flash of light needs to be careful." Duroken said.
Speaking of that flash of light, Nigris' attention couldn't help but be drawn to it, and he was too lazy to dwell on the difference between the two: "What on earth is that flash of light? Why is it so weird that two gods exploded at once? , even the God of Arbitration hiding behind was injured."
"I can't see clearly, it's just a flash of light, I don't know what it is." Duroken said depressedly.
"Alas, this shoddy God of War chessboard doesn't record anything clearly at all. It can be recorded more clearly with a door lock." Nigris said with disdain.
Anthony couldn't help but interjected: "It may not be the reason for the Ares chessboard, maybe that's just the flash of light."
"What do you mean?" Nigris asked.
"I don't know exactly when the flash occurred, but I didn't feel anything unusual during the time when Wang disappeared. In other words, that flash of light was not visible to everyone." Anthony explained.
"Not everyone can see it? Who can see it?" Duroken asked. His words didn't sound like a question, but more like a guiding question, allowing people to focus their thoughts on him. The question goes up.
Who can see it? What disappeared during that time? Gods!
"So, only the gods can see that flash of light?" asked Nigris.
"But why would the king ask the witch to be careful?" Duroken murmured.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through the minds of the three of them: "The witch has divine power!"
Anthony slapped his thigh fiercely, unable to help but get excited about this speculation.
If the storm of faith or the storm of soul are the same thing, and it targets gods, then the most likely reason is that the witch has a godhead, so the king asked her to be careful.
"Okay, okay, let's assume this for now. Let's jump to another question, why does His Majesty want to kill the gods? Let's assume under what circumstances, His Majesty needs to kill the gods?" Negris asked again.
"Could he be like the God of Shadows and use his divine power to withstand the storm of faith?" Anthony speculated.
Du Luoken has a different opinion: "The storm of faith should be a storm of faith power. Maybe it is trying to cut off the source of the storm. One less god, and one less source of the storm."
"Is it a chain reaction? Every godhead affected will provide energy for the storm?" Negris asked.
Nigris, Antony, and Durokan are all figures with the intellectual ceiling of the world, and each has his or her own strengths. When they gathered together, they quickly came up with a lot of hypotheses and inferences, and they didn't know which one was the best. Is the truth.
Ange listened silently. The hand that penetrated the world had already reached into the space, watering and fertilizing it.
Everyone's joys and sorrows are different. They chatted enthusiastically, but Ange only thought that they were noisy, and growing things was fun.
For a vegetable gardening skeleton, growing things is his greatest duty.
The previous godhead was harvested and the god flower withered. Ange dug it up and replanted new seeds. After a period of time, new buds grew out and gave birth to a new godhead.
If the quick-death halo is not used to accelerate it, this will be a long process. Those elven druids back then took hundreds of years to grow the body of a god.
However, compared to the Godhead, elf beans will be his main target for planting next. After repeated simulations, he has summarized the various growth characteristics of elf beans, and they can grow and sprout without the fertile soil of heaven.
This will greatly break the restrictions on planting. If elf beans can be grown on ordinary soil, it will be a food revolution, because one elf bean can meet the needs of an ordinary person for one meal.
The Elf Bean in Heaven has been harvested for several times, and he now has enough seeds to spread the Elf Bean planting area.
But before that, he had to put away the half of the godhead. The dried flower buds he dug out would be a good place to store the godhead.
After it dries, it shrinks to the size of a watermelon, shaped like a selaginella ball, just enough to hold the godhead.
But after taking it out, Ange discovered that some strange changes had taken place in his godhead.
"Grown up?" Nigris and Durokan were called back.
Ange nodded. The very weak change may have increased by tens of thousands of times, but it did increase, not dissipate. In the past, if this godhead was left in an empty place, it would dissipate slowly, so Ange used it. Dried flower buds to hold it.
But now, not only has the godhead not dispersed, but it has grown. Let alone growing, it has changed if it does not decrease.
"Could it be these divine patterns? Zobada, you must have used the divine patterns to create the godhead of the God of Forging, right?" Nigris was dumbfounded and couldn't help but said excitedly:
"If that's the case, then if you try your best to plant blank godheads and then engrave the divine patterns of the disappeared gods on them, wouldn't it be possible to recreate all the known godheads? I happen to know all the divine patterns, so let's do it like this."
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