Leng Yi handed over half of the Divine Stone of the Ancestral God Temple—in fact, the Divine Stone did not exist originally, and was just created by Leng Yi—to the God of Bewitchment, and after releasing the magic circle to him, he summoned the gods who were about to set off with him.

"The strange hands left here by the abyss are just to drag us down so that they can achieve their true purpose" Facing the gathered gods, Leng Yi said his lines according to the script.

Hearing the words of the ancestral god, the gods were very shocked in their hearts, but because of the power of the ancestral god, they did not dare to turn their heads and ears now, and easily questioned the discovery of the ancestral god.

"Their real purpose is to get to the roots. ”

"What!" "Can you go to the root?" "Ancestral God, can you explain?" After Leng Yi said the next sentence, the god still couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, and he became confused.

I've been pretending to be B for a long time, and now I have experience.

Leng Yi knew that in the face of the doubts of the gods, at this time, he should not give them any answers, and the gods who could not get the answers would be confident in what they said in their minds, and by the way, they would make up for the loopholes they didn't expect and put on lofty reasons.

"It's not the root, it's close to the root, I'm the first god under the root, so I know the meaning of what they do, we must stop him, otherwise all our gods won't be able to escape the end!"

Well, say some lofty empty words, refer to some Ragnarok content, how scary and how to say, but remember, don't involve specific execution content, if you do this, you can give the gods a chance to make up for it.

In fact, more importantly, Leng Yi designed this plot by himself, but he didn't know why the abyss wanted to invade the root, but in short, Leng Yi designed it this way, and in the end, the ancestral god sacrificed himself to thwart the plot of the abyss.

The conspiracy has been foiled, and then it makes sense to think about why the abyss invades the root? After all, if the gods really ask why, and they can't answer, isn't it very low?

Then, a hundred years after the war, Leng Yi went to browse the inner thoughts of the gods, and saw which god had the highest reason for this war, and he adopted the idea of this god.

Thinking of this, Leng Yi had to praise his cleverness.

After handing over the battlefield of Styx to the God of Bewitchment, Leng Yi summoned a new portal and let the leader enter.

As for the battlefield of the Styx, now that the strange hand has been beaten half to death, after the large army leaves, although it is impossible to counterattack with the magic circle, it can still be done with a bit of entanglement. Even if you can't do it, isn't there still a cold game to come to the rivers and lakes to save the emergency.

The gods followed the ancestral gods through the gate of time and space to the place known as the Root.

The appearance of the Root Land, when Leng Yi was thinking about the script before, he had been thinking, what can be used to reflect the B grid of the root? After thinking about it, the first few plans were pushed to redo because they felt that the B grid was not high, and finally, a long-term memory came to Leng Yi's heart.

The Bourbon god did not become a fallen god, but was also chosen by the ancestral god to let himself go with him to the Land of Roots.

After passing through the Gate of Time and Space, the Bourbon Poseidon saw a snow-white world.

All the buildings in the city, without doors or windows, are paved with snow-white steel, and are unusually tall, and the tallest is a tower that reaches into the sky.

The sky was no longer full of stars, but the starry sky was strangely centered on the tallest tower, and began to spiral in all directions, like a silver platter.

"Here it is... The Land of the Roots?" Seeing this strange place, the gods couldn't help but be in a trance, wanting to explore something related to the roots from the architectural style here.

Of course, they may be happier in their hearts that they no longer need to fight against the monsters of the abyss like they did in the battlefield of the Styx, with mortal archers.

Leng Yi knew in his heart that this was nothing unusual, but the gods were a little shocked when they saw this style of steel city for the first time, and after seeing too much, they felt that the B grade was not high, but fortunately, Leng Yi only let them come this time.

"Peace-loving" cold game, consciousness retreats to the title interface, and controls the next process in the form of playing games, after all, he is not good at fighting.

"The abyss is in the tower, and all the gods come with me!"

With the order of the ancestral god, the god followed the ancestral god and flew in the direction of the highest tower. In the distance, the gods had not yet noticed, and as the gods approached the tower, the gods discovered the change in the tower.

The shadow of the tower is actually in all directions.

Seeing this, the ancestral god rushed headlong into the gap between the tower and the ground, and under the stunned gaze of the gods, the ancestral god directly penetrated through the shadow.

"This... Can I go in too?" Seeing the ancestral god rushing in like this, some of the gods were a little worried. However, a few bold gods didn't think too much about it, and followed the ancestral god and rushed into the shadows.

The Bourbon god was the second group of gods to rush in, and after rushing in, the Bourbon god was thrown out of the shadow after a period of uncomfortable experience of not being able to see anything when he opened his eyes.

In the place where it was thrown out, there was a white clearing, the floor was white, the walls were white, the ceiling was still white, and if it were a human being, it would be easy to suffer from snow blindness.

The area of the site is very large, and the door representing the exit of the venue is also very large, giving people the illusion that they have become smaller.

However, at that time, Bourbon Poseidon didn't have time to look at the venue, and after he came in, as soon as he looked up, he saw three old acquaintances, the strange hand on the battlefield of Styx, and this time three came up in one breath.

Fortunately, this is no longer the battlefield of the Styx, the Bourbon Poseidon has not moved, and his mind has come out, and he scans the whole body of this strange hand, and then breathes a sigh of relief.

The strength of this strange hand is not more than Er'er, although it is slightly stronger than himself, but it is not as strong as the one on the battlefield of the Styx, which is desperately strong.

In this space that the Bourbon Sea God entered, there were some gods besides himself, but he didn't see the figure of the ancestral god, and the Bourbon Sea God understood that it should be the shadow of the entry, and what kind of teleportation formation was there to teleport the gods to different directions in batches.

The Bourbon god turned his head to look at the gods who were in the same space as him, and the eyes of several gods looked at each other, nodded in unison, and rushed towards the strange hand to start a battle.

After leaving the River Styx, the gods were finally able to unleash their full strength. The divine domains of several gods opened, overlapping each other, and then launched an attack on the strange hands.

Rapid fighting, fierce fighting, I don't know how long it took, the three strange hands finally fell under the attack of the gods, although the strength of each strange hand, is a little higher than the gods, but the number of gods is far more than the strange hands.

After a group fight, the monster hand let out a final scream and turned into pus.

After solving the strange hands, the gods around the Bourbon Sea God did not immediately leave this room and explore other spaces, because although they killed three more strange hands with fewer enemies, the consumption of the gods was also very large, and they needed to recover.

"Hahaha! happy!" said another deity sitting not far from the Bourbon god of the sea, whose body was contaminated by the pus of the strange hand, and was constantly using his divine power to resist the erosion.

Despite this, the god still had a lingering smile on his face, and the depression of the previous day of fighting on the River Styx was swept away.

Hearing the emotion of this god, the Bourbon Sea God also thought deeply, although this battle was also thrilling, but compared to the previous battle in the Styx, it was very comfortable.

In the battle of the River Styx, his own group of dignified gods, like Bourbon sailors, huddled into a narrow boat, afraid that they would fall into the water, and then stood firm on the boat and shot at the enemy with their bows and arrows.

Not to mention that the combat power has been greatly weakened, and the faces of the gods have been lost! Except for the environment of the River Styx, if you want to say that it is the Bourbon sailors attacking the barbarian tribe, the Bourbon Sea God will believe it.

"But the strength of these strange hands is so weak," one of the gods questioned as he recovered, "far less than the one in the River Styx." ”

"No, no, you haven't thought about it carefully, the reason is actually very simple" A Sven god shook his head and retorted to the other party, "First, the size of the tentacles, the size of the tentacles here is only half of the Styx's, and the monsters, usually the bigger the stronger, so the Styx, I guess it is the strongest; ”

Hearing this god's explanation, several gods showed expressions of sudden realization: "Reasonable, reasonable, it turns out that this is the case, sure enough, we didn't think it through." ”

"But there's a third point," Sven's god said, shaking his head, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being questioned by the other gods, and the third point started and stopped deliberately.

And hearing that this god deliberately broke the chapter, several gods couldn't help but be curious: "May I ask Your Excellency, what is the third point?"

"Think back to the tail of the monster hand that fought us," Sven's god squinted and touched his chin.

Hearing the reminder of the god Sven, the Bourbon god mobilized his memory and saw that the tail of the strange hand fighting against him in this space was a small and pitiful tail like a broken arm.

"Little tentacles, what does this mean?" the god asked Sven curiously, recalling the tail.

Sven clapped his hands: "Yes, it's the tail!" The tail of these strange hands is broken, and I used to be a member of the sharp knife team, I clearly remember that the tail of that strange hand in the Styx River spread directly to the depths of the abyss!"

"What does this mean?"

"I guess, it's just a guess, the organization of the strange hand, before they executed the plan, just like the formation laid by the ancestral god, set up a formation, which enhanced the strength of that strange hand, so that the strange hand would be so strong above the Styx. ”

"Oh, I see! Your Excellency is so clever. ”

"Speculation, it's just speculation," the sven-like god postponed with humility with a smile on his face, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was proud of his guess.

Leng Yi likes this kind of gods the most, they can freely testify and automatically fill in the places they didn't expect to give a reasonable reason.

Just as these gods were touting each other, there was a sudden tremor in the room they were in, as if there had been an earthquake.

"What's going on!" "I don't know!"

On the battlefield of the River Styx, the strange hand that was barely supported by two fingers suddenly let out a smug and crazy laugh, which made the fallen gods on the field feel a big drum in their hearts.

"The Tiger of the Dead Path is just laughing wildly, don't care!" Although he didn't know what was going on, the god of demagogy made up a reason to appease the gods.

But in the next moment, the strange hand told the reason for his wild laughter, and this reason shocked all the fallen gods on the field.

"Ancestral God! Our real purpose this time is not to invade the roots, but to lure you into the trap! You have already fallen into our trap, Ancestral God!"