The god of knowledge and learning, Nulki, is a very fanatical deity who has been tirelessly collecting all kinds of knowledge since the moment it was born, and his instinctive motivation to learn has made him a model for many knowledge-obsessed scholars, and a deity they believe in throughout their lives. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But not all knowledge in this world can be learned, and not everyone is willing to share their knowledge, and this unexpected situation overwhelms this simple god.

The humble learning can no longer impress the other party, the exchange of knowledge can not arouse people's interest, the great contrast hits this god who regards knowledge as his life, the desire to learn makes it want to crave some knowledge that cannot be obtained, but the obstacles of reality make it return again and again in vain.

Finally, one day, this nerd-like god came to his senses, and he knew that what he could not obtain by peaceful means could be obtained by other means. It is very clear what the other means are, and there is no lack of deception, deception, and power in the infinite knowledge.

Knowledge is constantly being renewed, and the apostles of Newerki's agents in the world convey updated knowledge to Newleki's realm every hour, but the speed of collecting it day and night far exceeds the speed of knowledge renewal.

The unsatisfied gods began to set their sights on the knowledge that they could not get.

When the owner of a piece of knowledge refuses to share it with the gods, the life of a person is almost at an end.

The dark green tentacles, which used to be just dark green, were stained with blood at some point, and the eyes attached to the tentacles, once only curious, are now tainted with cruelty.

The soft tentacles were now stained with a lot of blood, and although the blood mixed with various races had faded on the tentacles, the smell of blood remaining on them was still clear.

Mufat could still smell his own blood, as well as his compatriots, on these tentacles.

The tentacles that were about to cast their magic on the witch doctor behind them were turned into clouds that dissipated into the air by the orc warriors who swarmed in, and many warriors joined them, and Mufat, who was alone in support, was able to temporarily relax.

The orc's sharp axe mercilessly cut off the tentacles that Nuleki had spread to the human world, but it also paid a very heavy price in casualties, and a third of the orc warriors who joined the battle had already been killed.

In a short encounter, the difference between gods and mortals has been exposed.

The severed tentacles were only an insignificant part of the tentacles for Newerki, and the moment the tentacles were cut off, a new batch of tentacles grew out of the book.

Unlike the tentacles just now, the current batch of tentacles all have a different number of eyes.

The dense eyes are very unsettling, and looking at these eyes will also produce all kinds of hallucinations, and the orc warriors with weak mental resistance will suffer immediately.

The crazy orc warrior pointed the sharp axe in his hand at the companion next to him, the flying blood, and the sound of the sharp axe entering the body all stimulated the beast nature in his heart. The remnants of reason are also lost under the instinctive bestiality of the body.

The temporary defection of the orc warriors wiped out the slightest advantage they had gained, and the orc witch doctors who could not handle it well would all fall here.

Nulaki is just a god who is not good at fighting, but the orcs who are fighting against the mad demons have caused a one-sided slaughter, and the fighting ability of the gods is vividly reflected at this moment.

The racial domination of mortals can be replaced, but the rule of the gods in the world has not changed so far, and the absolute gap in strength cannot be made up by numbers.

Although Mufat could not accept such a reality, he was prepared to deal with it in the plan.

The constant influx of magic power in his body allowed him to squander it to his heart's content, although it could not be compared to the boundless magic power of the gods, but it was the only reliance on his current victory.

Soft white light burst from the green orc's strong muscles, and the light that should have been calming became manic, and the abnormal light enveloped the entire longhouse, and the frenzied orc warrior immediately stopped his axe attacking his companion and aimed his weapon at the disgusting tentacles.

No spellcaster would believe that such a spell cast by Mufat was actually a calming spell! None of the witch doctors present had ever seen a violent calming spell.

But when I think that the Prophet was once an apostle of Nulki, it is also relieved that Nulkki does not simply collect knowledge, but also uses this knowledge to create new knowledge, the most famous of which is all kinds of magic magic.

The superior calming technique is undoubtedly the masterpiece of Newerki, but Mufat, who is now a student, uses the tricks taught by his teacher against his own teacher.

Once again, the tentacles were fiercely attacked by the orc warriors, but the tentacles with eyes were more agile and smarter, and various offensive spells were close to the orc warriors.

Although the tentacles cast low-level spells, none of the orcs could withstand the attacks of a single god.

The scorched bodies were scorched, turned into ice cubes, or turned into scattered blood flowers, and one life after another fell at this moment, and the tentacles with eyes were like weeders, cleaning up the green weeds called orcs in the field.

Mufat was furious at the sight of his warriors being harvested one by one, but now his main job was to suppress his anger.

The anger that could not be expressed was vividly reflected in Mufat's hands, the surging magic gathered in the hands, and a large amount of magic power was transformed into irritable flames regardless of loss, and the ultra-high temperature had already burned the mammoth carpet beneath his feet.

The Prophet's wooden longhouse was not able to withstand a massive attack of Mufat's, and the giant logs that made up the longhouse had vanished, turning into scattered sawdust in the air.

When Newleki saw the situation outside the longhouse, he involuntarily stopped his chilling attack.

The green orcs now obscure the horizon in the distance, and the format weapons in the hands of the green orcs are now specks of phosphorescent light in the green ocean.

Newerki guessed that the soldiers of the entire green orc tribe had gathered here, and Murfat seemed to have made a lot of preparations for today, and the eyes above the tentacles met the thousands of eyes present, and in the eyes of these orcs read a mood called anger.

Angry eyes are often seen, but it is the first time that Newleki has seen so many angry eyes, the eyes are not capable of killing, and it does not care too much, what really makes this god care is the weapons in the hands of some orcs.

The eyes above the tentacles can clearly see that the inside of these steel pipes has spiral lines, and at the end of these spiral lines, a round iron ball can be seen hidden in the darkness.

"You've already made weapons from another world?" Newleki had now forgotten about fighting, and his curiosity about these weapons led him to ask out inappropriate words in an inopportune place.

Now that the weapons that existed in the otherworld had finally appeared in front of him, Newleki hoped to be able to study these crude imitations now, but the powerful attack power of these imitations pulled the gods' thoughts back to reality.

The unknown explosive sent the round iron ball out along the rifling of the iron pipe, and the huge attack power and the speed that was difficult to capture instantly smashed a tentacle into a thin cloud.

Bang bang bang......

The deafening sound brought out iron balls with amazing speed, and these iron balls immediately satisfied the gods' desire to study weapons, and now let the gods understand the power of this otherworldly weapon first!

In just a moment, the huge dark green body that Nulaki had grown out of was riddled with holes in the raging iron ball, and most of his flaunting tentacles were also lost in the first round of attacks.

Newelkit's curiosity led it to a fatal situation, but the god's amazement was not over, for the remaining eyes now saw the orcs pushing an even greater iron pipe up.

The four orcs stuffed an iron ball with a diameter of one meter into the iron pipe, which was twenty meters long, and the smiling orc slammed the tail of the iron pipe with the torch in his hand.

Rumble!!!!!

The huge shock wave generated by the iron pipe tossed the surrounding orcs into pieces, and the sturdy iron ball rushed towards the god's remaining body with terrifying kinetic energy.

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To the west of the continent, the god-killing battles carried out by the orc tribes could not affect this place.

But it was a very special woman who was deeply affected.

The pale skin was constantly gushing with dark green gas, and the purple eyes were now occupied by green mist, but this mist rose into the sky and finally dissipated into the clear blue sky.

The bloodless lips of the "Newerki ......" were now at last, and Alicia was now feeling the beauty of freedom once more, and the dark green mist could no longer hide the madness in her purple eyes.

"Newleki...... Other...... I want to go ......" may be because I haven't been active for a long time, and my throat pronunciation is also intermittent.

"For this day. "After a short period of adaptation, the female mage, who had died once, was able to make a normal and smooth voice.

"I've been preparing for ten years!"

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