Chapter Ninety-Eight: Opportunity in the Cracks
What level of strength Kun Zhou is Yan Lun doesn't know very well, he hasn't seen Kun Zhou make a few shots, strictly speaking, he hasn't seen Kun Zhou fight at all, not only him, but most of the heroes in the temple have never seen Kun Zhou make a move, because he represents the highest combat power of the Wan Clans.
The hall of the Hall of Glory Temple, this heavy identity is enough to show that even if he has not seen another hall so far, the status of Kun Zhou is still in his eyes, no matter where he is, his status is the most direct symbol of strength.
Yan Lun's return made everyone very excited, so far the battle of the Escape Star Field has completely become a thing of the past, although this star field was lost, but soon everyone resumed their previous trajectory, Yan Lun temporarily stayed in the Temple of Glory for the time being, Kun Zhou was seriously injured, it was the heaviest since he was born.
The Temple of Glory, in Kun Zhou's room, he was still as before, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.
"Are they telling the truth? Is your injury really that serious? ”
Yan Lun hoped to hear better news from Kun Zhou, otherwise he would be very guilty.
Kun Zhou nodded, with his movements, there would be red gas oozing out of his body and then dissipating in the air, as if blood was evaporating, in fact, every time Kun Zhou moved, it would be like this every time, giving Yan Lun the feeling that he was dying.
Seeing Yan Lun's expression, Kun Zhou looked gloomy:
"Don't look at me like this, I feel like I'm finally here, don't worry, I can't die, as long as I don't wipe me out in an instant, no matter how serious the injury is, I can repair it, but this time I met Arthas, his frost aura condensed my main soul, I can't reorganize the particles to recover, I can only slowly dissolve this cold qi, this process is estimated to take a hundred years..."
Yan Lun was silent, and Kun Zhou patted the table:
"Don't use such an expression, a hundred years is very fast, but I can hardly use my divine power in these hundred years, and now my main soul is frozen, and once the power in it is used, it can no longer be recovered, it will prolong the time for me to recover, so I can only be a hands-off shopkeeper."
These words made Yan Lun a little speechless, haven't you always been the shopkeeper?
"Why is there no demonic energy on the undead knight's body, I thought it was the person you sent to pick me up at first, and now that you are so seriously injured, there is no trace of demonic qi erosion on your body."
Hearing Yan Lun's question, Kun Zhou stretched out his hand, and a hair-like golden divine power appeared in the palm of his hand, but in the next moment, the divine power aura was suddenly wrapped in a white cold air, and it fell directly to the ground and shattered, Yan Lun was surprised, this is the best character Kun Zhou in the sequence of all races! Even the Origin Divine Power was completely blocked and restrained.
"I can't let anyone else see this, and I must not let the outside world know about my injury."
Kun Zhou smiled bitterly, Yan Lun understood what he meant, if the news of Kun Zhou's temple hall was spread that he was seriously injured, it would definitely shake the military morale of all races, and even cause panic, but at this time, why wasn't Yan Lun confused?
"Is the Undead Knight injured?"
Yan Lun asked, Kun Zhou shook his head:
"No, I tried my best to hold him up for a few minutes, this is my price, recuperate for a hundred years~ If you want to hurt him.."
Kun Zhou didn't finish speaking, but Yan Lun also understood, so the problem came.
"As the Venerable of the Temple, you are still like this, I believe that other gods are definitely inferior to you, not to mention the hero level, even his projection cannot be close, and according to what you said last time, the Undead Knight is only ranked fourth among the Seven Demon Gods. In other words, any one of their seven demon gods can make us suffer a devastating blow, plus the other demon gods under their command, as well as the demon clan and the demon lord, these combat forces should be able to destroy us. ”
Yan Lun looked at Kun Zhou and said his question, Kun Zhou smiled:
"You want to ask, any one of the Seven Demon Gods can destroy us, but why have we been in a tug-of-war for so long, right?"
Yan Lun nodded, that's what he meant, could it be that these demon gods are bored and want to play around like this?
Kun Zhou Dao:
"Trolls are not soft-hearted, and they can't try to give us a breather, they are jealous."
Yan Lun almost laughed, how could it be? Would such powerful trolls be afraid of this little bit of power?
"It's not us that the trolls are afraid of, it's all the enemies."
Kun Zhou added, Yan Lun was surprised:
"Oh? Do trolls have other enemies? ”
Kun Zhou sighed..
"Their enemies are other demon gods, and many things are not what you think."
According to Kun Zhou, the trolls are the true murderous and brutal people, and they have no mercy even for each other, even the Seven Demon Gods.
They compete with each other, in fact, the seven demon gods have their own camps, they regard everything outside of themselves as enemies, including other demon gods, they don't want to destroy each other all the time, and even destroy the other six demon gods, they are their own, as for the alliance of all races, it is even more impossible to give up, but compared to the strength of all races, they obviously think that other demon gods are enemies that should be treated with caution.
Therefore, they are reluctant to rashly attack the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, especially the Glory Temple, otherwise other demon gods will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob, for ten thousand years, the forces between the seven demon gods have run in to a comparable level, and everyone is unwilling to spend their strength to attack the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, which is not enough of a threat to themselves.
In the final analysis, in fact, the alliance of all races is a seemingly weak but actually tricky existence, first of all, the territory of all races is still very large, even if it has now shrunk to one or two percent of the universe, but after all, there are many people and they are widely dispersed, if any demon god wants to attack, it means that the power in his hand must be divided into countless shares and divided into the universe, and the number of trolls themselves is not much, which means that their attack power must be greatly reduced.
This is also the reason why the troll clan sometimes attacks a certain star or battlefield clan, they can eat away little by little, and use time to wear out the alliance of all races.
Moreover, the Temple of Glory is a big trouble, here brings together all the elite strength and top combat power of all races, even if any demon god can defeat the Temple of Glory by himself, he will definitely have to pay a lot of price, take the undead knight as an example, he can defeat Kun Zhou, but Kun Zhou also dragged him for a lot of time, and retreated, and also rescued Yan Lun from his Ice Peak Palace, although he was seriously injured, but don't forget that the level of the main god of the universe in the temple adds up to about ten.
Yan Lun let out a long sigh.
"In other words, we have been able to survive in a desperate situation 10,000 years ago to the present, and the main reason is that the cold war between them has become an opportunity for us to be caught between them?"
Kun Zhou nodded.
"That's right, we've been waiting in the cracks, 10,000 years of life in the cracks, it's really not easy..."