Regardless of the situation on the Dagoda side, on Raven's side, the entire god coefficient of hundreds of gods and more than 10 million god warriors are enjoying a magnificent spectacle.

The World Tree is changing.

The huge branches of the tree dance flexibly like the tentacles of an octopus, and they are like a girl coiling her hair, and there is an indescribable agility and beauty in the movement.

As everyone knows, the World Tree is weaving a battlefield at this node according to its own wishes - the Tianwang Mountain Battlefield that determines the survival and life and death of nearly 10 world civilizations in the two camps.

Every branch turned into a green vine at this moment, and countless strange vertical lines flowed on the branches, streaking through the shining green light. These vertical lines are also occasionally bent at an angle of 30 degrees, but after a short bend, they will become vertical lines again. From a distance, it looks like there are many more combs on the branches of the World Tree.

Mortals could only see bursts of soft green light on the branches of the World Tree.

In the eyes of God, this is the possibility of the evolution of one world after another. Each stripe is a collection of laws that record the support of the branches of the World Tree and the attributes that adapt to the world born on it.

For a while, Raven and several other gods were stupid.

The branches of the World Tree continue to deform, and a rudimentary shape can be seen.

The venue for the decisive battle is divided into two areas, the upper area is just enough to perfectly carry the five worlds such as Ori, while the lower half is slightly smaller, which is obviously prepared for the Celtic world.

The upper and lower zones were connected by a large branch of the World Tree, and the spiral twists reminded Raven of skewers. Nine warps are nine defense zones, and it is obvious that as a defender, you can arrange defense lines in the nine defense zones at will.

At this time, the will of the World Tree came.

"Raven Yunfield, as the supreme god of the five worlds including the Ori World, as a preferential treatment for moving the world to the node in advance, it is up to you to decide the priority, choosing the defender or the attacker. The defender is allowed to set up various environments at will at will, and place your army into a nine-layer defense zone to drain the attacker's energy. ”

"What about the attacker?" Raven asked.

World Tree Will added: "The attacker must break through at least one layer of defense every 72 hours, otherwise the branches of the World Tree supporting the attacker will wither, and all attacking worlds will instantly fall into the void and disintegrate." Moreover, even if the attacker breaks through the nine-layer defense zone, it must defeat all the worlds of the defender to be considered a victory. ”

After listening, whether it was Raven or Raven's subordination, his first reaction was - harsh!

Harsh to the extreme! It's simply not to give the attacker a way out!

Almost the moment the World Tree announced the rules, all Raven's Servants felt that this time it was a sure win.

Throughout the ages, those who came to the battlefield first were naturally qualified to arrange the battlefield and turn the battlefield into their home field. Do a lot of fortifications to deplete the other side's living forces.

Originally, the five worlds on Ori's side, both in terms of world volume and the quantity and quality of the God's army, were all above the four worlds of Celtic, and even if they were consumed, they could be consumed to death.

And this still doesn't win!?

Almost the moment the World Tree's will left, Raven's Supreme Temple erupted in cheers.

"Victory!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Look how those bastards fell!"

The temperature in the temple was rising rapidly, and the hope of a low-hanging victory made most of the gods almost forget that it was a life-and-death battle, and regarded it as a satisfying game of hunting.

The opponent's world, the fragments of the opponent's divinity and godhead, all the treasures and beautiful goddesses of the opponent, seem to have been their own trophies.

There was a bumpy smell in the air.

That's when ......

"Humph!" Raven snorted coldly, pulling the gods out of the wonderful fantasy and throwing them into the icy hell.

Many gods had blank expressions on their faces, and they looked at Raven on the throne of the Supreme God with a cold expression.

Raven's gaze swept from left to right, from top to bottom, and the only consolation was that the Ultron gods, who had almost destroyed the world, were the most sober.

"Do you think that the stronger side, the one with the advantage, will surely win?"

When the words fell, the hearts of the gods were shaken.

"Then I'll tell you one thing - our opponent in the final battle is definitely stronger than ours. The level of divine power of the other party's supreme god is much higher than mine, and the number of the other party's gods is also more than ours. If you still have such naïve thoughts, then there is no need to fight the final battle, let's kill ourselves directly, anyway, it is also a share of food, it is better to destroy here? ”

Knowing that Raven was saying the opposite, none of the gods dared to argue.

"Do you all think like this, 'How can the world of Orry fail?' , 'His Majesty Yunfield is invincible'. Thank you very much for your blind trust in me, and thank you for your trust in the new Ori. But trust does not mean that you can give up your efforts, and trust does not mean that you are qualified to be arrogant! ”

When he said this, Raven's heart was empty.

In a sense, it is also the consequence of his Raven. His perfect command has led to a magnificent streak of victories. Because of this, victory after victory paralyzed the spirits of the gods, allowing arrogance to grow and spread from their spiritual seas, quietly eating away at their will.

However, most of the beings do not have this consciousness at all.

They think that they have taken refuge in the strongest gods, and they can naturally keep their god position, keep their future, a simple side, but in exchange for eternal victory, is there anything more refreshing than this?

They were all anesthetized by victory, just like the Protoss who were overthrown and destroyed by corruption and erosion.

If they weren't Raven's gods, Raven might have left them to fend for themselves, just like countless perdition dramas have been staged in the long course of history.

Since they are Raven's subordinates, Raven has an obligation not to let history repeat itself.

For some reason, Raven felt very sober, as if he was immersed in a world where everything was quiet, and all his thoughts were extremely agile.

But there was a voice in my heart that kept telling Raven - not enough!

Not enough!

To break through from the final battle, lead so many living beings, and lead so many worlds to have a foothold in the high-dimensional world, the power you have at this moment is not enough!

Be brave and wise.

Think carefully and decisively.

Only in this way can he lead such a huge subordinate force to bring his own fate and the fate of countless people who depend on him Raven with him, fight against the damn fate of destruction, and fight a bloody way.

Looking at the trembling gods below, Raven let out a long sigh.

"It doesn't make sense to defend it, this time, we're the attackers. Those guys who were the most blindly optimistic just now, I don't care what kind of priesthood you are, what position you are in, or which god you belong to, you will play the striker for me. (To be continued.) )