"The bloody battle of the Abyss is about to begin," Tyre roared, "I don't think we should waste our time here in vain!"

But his friends and allies, Ilmot, the god of suffering, the god of weeping, and Rosada, the lord of the dawn, remained silent, and their attitudes made it impossible for Tyre, the god of justice and justice, to leave, even if he didn't want to be here in the first place. www.biquge.info It was a crippled meeting of the gods, and in the starry halls, each god could only see the architecture and decoration of his imagination - Tyre saw a solemn gray stone building, with lampstands and decorations made of black iron, and the soft copper letters inscribed on the walls all the provisions of the law, and on the wide altar hung the scales of black iron, one for good and the other for evil, and now they were leaning towards the evil side without limit.

What Rosada saw was a vast temple and sanctuary of alabaster, the sunlight flowing into the interior through the glass ceiling, making it bright and clear both inside and out, the clean water warming in the sunlight, the shadows of the laurel trees, and the cushions adorned with tassels under the trees. Ilmot, the god of suffering, the god of weeping, could only perceive the unbearable smell of putrid smells, from the vomit of the sick or the festering wounds of the wounded, mixed with the pungent smell of herbs, and he sat on the floor, with nothing but dirt under him, perhaps a little straw, and new wounds constantly appeared on his body, as he had promised, to bear calamity for the unfortunate all the time.

At the beginning of the bloody war between the devil and the devil, to the end (temporary end), all the good gods, as well as the neutral gods, and even some evil gods must be prepared, the scope of the bloody war is not limited to the bottomless abyss or the nine layers of hell, they can happen anywhere the demons and demons can reach, and these bastards often start to attack the former's kingdom or plane together, after several turmoil, even the softest gods will take the most severe and profound attitude towards the bloody war。 At this time, the three most important gods of the good gods, Tyre, Ilmot, and Rosada should all patrol the weak defenses, but the god of conspiracy and strife demanded that a meeting of the gods be called, even if Tyel scoffed at it - the point is, this was also set by the god Io, and they could not ignore one of the requirements of the gods, and even abide by the decisions made at the meeting or accept the judgment - Unrelated gods can be shunned or ignored, but the associated gods must still be present.

"Hold on, my friend. Ilmoth said that the relationship between the three gods was a bit like that between Baldwin, Kerryben and Cremar, and Tyre and Rosada, and that they formed an alliance because Ilmot was both a respected friend of Rosada and Tyre, "The appointed time has not yet come, and if," he said, "if they don't make it on time in the end, then we can leave immediately." ”

"I'm worried that while we're stuck here, that dastardly Shirek will do something harmful to my followers. "Ciric has not done much before, trying to drag a god, and then disguise himself as his image to descend into the other party's temple to issue a decree and provoke a holy war, involving a maximum of three gods, and when they arrive in a hurry, they can only hold back a mouthful of old blood on their chests - can you blame the believers? Of course not; can you blame the other side of the war? No, even rabbits will fight back when they are hurt; so can you blame Ciric? Not even so, because Ciric's priesthood is conspiracy and strife, and this is his duty, not his crime. In the end, they found that there was no other way but to blame themselves.

And just as the words dissipated in the air, a vague and hazy force threw itself into the meeting center of the gods, and the smoke rose from the ground, and out of it came a woman in a long black tight dress, her skin was pale, her fingers were slender, and she was all shrouded in vague shadows from the knees down, "Marsk, the god of thieves." Tyre said in disgust.

The Lord of the Dawn cast a mocking look, it is a well-known secret that the god of thieves Musk once tried to use the once mortal Shirek to steal the priesthood and divine power, and the other is that after his defeat, he became a vassal of Shirek without shame, although as a god, he would not be stupid enough to give everything away, but when he was with Shirek, he could be cautious, or humble enough to appear as a woman, and still make the gods feel ashamed- The gods almost all take male and female avatars, but Musk only does this because Shirek often appears as a male thief, lest the narrow-minded god of intrigue and strife trouble him.

Sure enough, he was followed by Ciric, the god of conspiracy and strife, whose arrival allowed Tyre to see him thrown into a black hole from which he could never get out, Rosada to see his temple collapse and the old and filthy priest to live in humiliation by begging, and Ilmot's ears rang with a scream of unwillingness, which was uttered by the humans who had not been appeased by his priest as they were on the verge of death.

At the last moment came the orc god Kawuha, who was pleased to see a huge altar of men, women, children, old men, orcs, giants, humans, gods, demons and demons fighting each other, blood rushing like a river, corpses piling up into mountains, and he could easily manipulate the life and death of any of them. But in the next moment, a ray of morning light shot into the bloody slaughterhouse, everything, the sacrifices of the endless battle, the blood, the corpses all melted into the pale golden light, the orc god Kawuhao let out a roar, in the meeting of the gods, invading the other party's realm can be regarded as a challenge, except for the god Io, who can easily bind the gods and throw them into the main material plane in the form of essence, no one will act rashly.

"We are invited by you. The Lord of the Dawn said in disgust, "If there is such a meeting, then ask your questions as soon as possible, for the bloody war is imminent, and wasting time here needlessly will only cause our anger to stack like thunder—even for you, Kawu, you will not want to be baptized by them." ”

Kawuha might have wanted to say something, but he was immediately stopped by Ciric, "That's exactly what we thought. He asked bluntly, "Who took the essence of the nine-faced dragon god Io?"

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In fact, the Storm Tower, like the rest of Zerata's buildings, is connected to a barren half-plane behind a long, dark corridor. The ground is muddy and swampy, and hurricanes, torrential rains, and lightning reign - only a handful of scattered buildings stand here, small and cold, but of course the newlyweds of the bloody war will choose to hide in them and catch their breath rather than stand outside to meet the ravages of rain and lightning. But as every demon likes, the number of buildings is far from enough to accommodate everyone, let alone some people prefer to be alone, and the resulting fights and killings happen all the time, but this is exactly the style of the bottomless abyss, as a wise man said, the ratio of blood war to civil war is always one to hundred, he said, if one demon dies in a blood war, then a hundred demons must have died in the civil war. It was so true that the demons, greatly moved, managed to plunge him into the abyss, stretching his tongue and nailing it to a stone, on which every demon who passed by was happy to sharpen his sword.

There are also some smart newcomers who don't go near those buildings at all, lightning and torrential rain are terrible, but they are nothing compared to the lurking crisis, but when they see a warm fire in a certain building, they can't help but curse.

The fire elemental spider burned, and it only took a few breaths for the damp ground to become dry, and then quickly, the cold in the building was also driven out- It was a crude building, the only thing that was commendable was that it was made of stone blocks of more than twenty feet in length and width, with walls on three sides and ceilings on top, and no stone bricks or mud were used, which meant that there would be no gaps, but if you looked closely, you could see that every minute corner was left with ominous dark marks, and marks of being ravaged by ice, snow and flame, and even the scratches and crashes left by metal weapons were clearly visible. The souls of the other world studied for a while, and returned to their original position, their current body would not be affected by the cold or heat, but it still liked the feeling of warmth.

If that wasn't jealous enough, then an obsidian bowl on top of the fire elemental was probably insane enough, filled with water purified with a water purification ball—in the bottomless abyss, the torrential rain also carried toxins and terrible acids, and about a dozen eggs rolled in the water, the shells were black and translucent, and as for where these eggs came from, the half of the demon hunting spider placed at the door to keep out the torrential rain probably speaks very well- Poor lady, not only was her home taken away, but she was also disemboweled, her child was taken, her back armor was used as a shield for the abuser, her long feet were pulled off, the poisonous bodily fluids were drained, and she was roasted directly in the flame, and by this time the fat fragrance had spread irrepressibly to a distance of a hundred miles.

Among demons, devouring their own kind has always been a wonderful way to increase their strength quickly, but at this time, they can't help but feel related - should they really call the priests of the good gods to see, do these humans really need their protection? If it is forgivable to bring scrolls, runes, knives and forks, no, swords, fire elemental creatures, then what about pepper, salt, fennel, sage, and Majoran powder? To charm the enemy's mouth, no, eyes? The owner of the Tower of Storms, a Balor's face is stiff, and this idiot is simply a picnic bar Picnic bar Picnic - in order to save what little dignity he has left, he summoned more Demon Hunters, but was rejected by the Demon Hunters - it is one thing to die in a bloody battle, or to die after being summoned on the main material plane, but what is it to replenish the ingredients for the guy who has eaten the spider eggs and gnawed on the spider feet, and is still standing in the doorway towards the endless rain curtain in melancholy? Unless Barlow can be sure that he won't use any more demons for dinner, not for lunch, breakfast, or snack.

The soul of the other world is indeed melancholy, in its broken memory, the longest crab leg it has eaten is no more than a small arm, but the long feet of the demon hunting spider can poke from one end of the cave to the other, it can only take off one of them with regret, the flame burns the fluff outside, the juice is contained in the smooth carapace, without leaking a single bit, as soon as the spider foot is opened, after the salmon red steam dissipates, it is the outer layer of red, the inside of the snow-white delicate leg meat, elastic, delicious, and the juice inside is even more delicious, although poisonous, it must admit that their bodies may be born to enjoy food- You will never feel really hungry, you will never lose your appetite and taste buds because you are full, and most importantly, you will not gain weight after eating!

Spider eggs are cold, and even if their contents freeze in the heat, they will instantly half-freeze as soon as they leave the flames, and even if they are destroyed, they can instantly bring down a greedy Hellcat - but all the other souls have - is very much like ice cream, the kind of ice cream that is quite incredibly expensive...... The sweetness is light, the milk is full, the texture is delicate, and there are eggshells as containers...... It bit down on the eggshell regretfully, perhaps because the "egg" was so delicious, and the eggshell was just a slag.

――Have you ever thought about it...... The lich asked, with a headache.

――What?

- If the bloody war starts, you will be surrounded by demon hunting spiders......

- That's great!

- No, I mean, they'll probably be happy to eat you first......

- Then if I get along with them, they won't?" asked the otherworldly spirit.

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- It's okay, it's not a bad thing to be stupid once in a while, said the soul of the other world.

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- There's still half of it, if you don't want to ......

- Keep it for me, said the lich, I'll teach you a spell, yes, use it to make sure that the fresh ingredients don't spoil and dry up.