Everyone who sees this divine war knows that this battle is expanding.
It's even getting out of control.
The divine war that originally took place in Euclid's sacred mountain can be regarded as a civil strife in the Euclid's divine system.
After all, most of the Oran God System, which was destroyed many years ago, has been integrated into the Euclid God System.
The two have long been integrated in name.
At this time, with the addition of the Sotan pantheon to the battlefield, it evolved into a war between two huge pantheons.
Perhaps, the Euclid God System, which has suffered heavy losses, will be quickly captured by the Suotan God System.
But... who knows?
Before the results come, no one can be so full of words.
When the eyes were focused on the battlefield between the Euclid God System and the Suotan God System, a riot was about to occur in the chaotic land millions of miles away from the Euclid Mountain.
The Land of Chaos is not affiliated with any major pantheon, but it is located between the three major pantheon civilizations of Euclid, Nameria, and Basimi. It is a real no-no zone.
Many small pantheons were born here, and then competed for limited resources and land.
There are dozens or even hundreds of god battles taking place here every day, but no god will come to intervene.
With the occurrence of a large number of divine battles, this originally fertile land gradually dried up and turned into a barren land.
Some gods chose to leave and no longer compete for this barren land.
But there are still some gods who remain and are full of attachments to this place.
The dry land, the blood-red scorching sun, and the endless wind and sand are everything here.
The boundless grains of sand are like killing knives, cutting the skin of every passerby.
On the endless blood-red Gobi desert, a dark cave suddenly opened.
The black figure was thrown out like a rag doll and fell hard to the ground. The solidified blood was not so conspicuous against the blood-red sand, making the man look like he was asleep. generally.
Euclid's main god, Federer, who represented the harvest and the moon, was struggling to open his eyes at this moment, looking at the blood-red crescent moon hanging in the sky, and then closed his eyes again.
Although this place is extremely far away from the sacred mountain, as long as the moon rises, under the illumination of the moonlight, his wounds will slowly recover.
After a few minor cuts healed, Federer struggled to sit up.
Slowly absorbing some of the energy in the moonlight.
Most of the wounds were actually not serious. Under the moonlight, the wounds had even healed.
But the two most important penetrating injuries could not be repaired by Moonlight.
Because it was a wound torn by the main god of Sotan with a divine weapon. Without the blessing of the sacred mountain and the power of authority could not be exerted to the maximum, Federer could not repair such a wound with only this weak moonlight.
Standing up with his body propped up, Federer could already feel the sound of whimpering coming from far away. It was obviously the sound of wind passing through the sand. The slight shaking of the ground indicated that the wind was very, very strong this time.
Federer smiled bitterly and staggered towards a mushroom-shaped stone pillar not far away, obviously trying to find a larger stone cave to hide in!
The howling wind and howling blood-colored dust roared outside the huge stone mushroom, but there was deathly silence in the cave. Only the occasional flash of black light showed that there were still people here.
At the sacrifice of the god of communication, Federer crossed a distance of millions of miles and came to this desert. It was obviously more than just an escape.
After suppressing the wounds on his body, Federer put away his makeup to cover up the injuries, changed into a dazzling outfit, and then carved out strange runes.
The light of the runes shines in the bloody desert.
There seemed to be many unlucky things flying fast in the howling wind.
On the seemingly dead land, there were several more figures in black robes.
They are the gods who are attached to this land.
These gods are the outcasts among the gods.
Most of the priesthoods belong to the undead, desolation, curse, lost, wailing, etc.
If such gods cannot accurately restrain the radiation of their own divine power, they are destined to be exiled... to barren lands like the Land of Chaos.
Of course, most of these gods also like to stay in barren places and feel the silence that is like death, but better than death.
"Everyone! The God King has summoned you."
"It's time to return to Euclid Mountain and offer your loyalty to the God-King."
"Perhaps... you can get the award from the God King this time and escape from this barren land." Federer said, with no urgency in asking for help in his tone, but with a consistent sense of pride.
Many unknown gods were silent and looked at each other.
Finally, one of the unknown gods in black robes stretched out his skeletal fingers and said to Federer: "We feel the violent vibration of divine power coming from the direction of the sacred mountain. May I ask...who are we at war with?"
Federer said: "The Oran Rebel Gods...a group of stubborn guys, this time we will completely destroy them."
"If the God King hadn't gone to the sky to look for clues to becoming the God above the gods... these Orans would not have been given the opportunity to rebel against the gods."
Federer concealed the truth about the Sotan invasion.
For ordinary gods, the Sotan pantheon is famous after all.
Although these unknown gods were subdued by God King Euclid many years ago, they are not necessarily very loyal.
Federer tricked them into rushing for help, and also made up his mind to let these unknown gods serve as cannon fodder in the war between gods.
In this way, we can delay the time and let the Euclid God System seek real support. No matter how bad it is, we can still wait until the Euclid gods who went to the sky return.
Many unknown gods seemed to be weighing whether to fight for the Euclid god system.
Although the faces and expressions of some of them cannot be seen, it can be seen from their body movements that they are already moved.
Integrating into the mainstream pantheon society has always been the wish of a large number of unknown gods.
Not just because they have the same joys, sorrows, and joys as ordinary people, and they yearn for group life.
What's more, once they are accepted by the mainstream gods, they will receive the blessings of the gods, their unknown divine power will be restrained, and they can begin to travel the entire world and look for new opportunities.
Instead of being trapped in a barren land like now.
If you step outside without permission, you may be attacked by other gods.
"Wait a minute! I smelled blood in the desert... It's the smell of divine blood."
"This blood comes from you...the great god of fertility, the god of the moon...His Majesty Federer!" said an unknown god.
As soon as he finished speaking, Federer was surrounded.
All the unknown gods began to carefully screen and look at him, and soon they all saw through Federer's disguise.
