The gods are not ancient evils, they are the creatures of the gods.

Although they do not have a godhead or priesthood, they still ignite the spark of divinity and need to abide by the rules of the multiverse.

In order to survive, the gods must fulfill the obligations of the priesthood, because that is the importance of their "existence."

Their actions must conform to their own priesthood, and they must achieve the maximum effect of the priesthood with the minimum "cost".

Similar to the gods, they also have to consider the input-output ratio when choosing to prove the meaning of their "existence".

The destruction of the creatures of the lower realm, with the same amount of power, is far lower than the "benefit" brought by the destruction of mortals to the gods.

That's why that Zeukskel didn't forcibly enter the Acid Mist Canyon plane through the connection of the blood of the gods to prove himself.

It's not that he can't do it, but the Acid Mist Canyon plane doesn't tempt him much for the time being, and this is just a place for the demons to fight for the time being.

"If you feel that there are enough mortals, and you are still the kind of person with strong vitality, will you attract the gods?"

Quies pondered. In his mind, a somewhat crazy idea gradually took shape, and the details of the operation were quickly perfected.

The huge acid mist canyon, if there is the largest number of creatures in the lower realm, it must be the heterotopic mercenaries under the command of Queth.

However, the young blue dragon had no intention of sacrificing them, at least not for the time being, because he had other options.

Krifia gathered the dragon army and found an important piece of information, which was basically consistent with what Grazter had said before:

The Minotaur King made a comeback this time, and it seems that he did not lead the demon army, but brought many half-demon Minotaurs with him.

Theoretically, half-demons or half-purgatory, they can't really be considered pure demons of the lower realms.

Although they possess similar abilities and temperaments, their bodies and souls are not one like real demons.

If killed, the souls of the half-demon minotaurs will most likely enter Buffyment's realm like mortals with faith.

That Zeukeskel should have had a lot of interest in destroying such a creature, and maybe he would be able to induce it to succeed.

"You still need to experiment first, last time I suffered a big loss, Buffyment will probably not come to provoke single-handedly. ”

Quis made up his mind, "As long as you encounter a half-demon minotaur, immediately capture it and sacrifice it, and see how the gods react." ”

Thinking about this clearly, looking at the blood of the gods on the experimental table in front of him, the young blue dragon said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"You're sure to enjoy a delicious 'big meal' and there's a 'little dessert' before the meal that won't disappoint you, I said. ”

Immediately afterward, Quest looked at Sneijder beside him, and the two looked at each other, and then began to prepare to cast spells together.

After all, the Blood of the Gods is still a dangerous item, and now that it has been placed in the Traction City, it must be left behind.

One by one, the arcane spells were recited by the two powerful spellcasters, and the temperature in the cold laboratory suddenly rose.

The ice shell on the bench began to melt, and holes opened in its four corners, and four chains shot out.

"Shadow Cage!"

"Phase Anchor!"

The four chains twisted together, enveloping the uncertain blood of the gods and putting a shackle on it.

These chains were trophies that Quis had previously obtained, and they were attached to the chain demon general who wanted to evolve into a hidden demon.

They have the ability to communicate with the shadow plane.

Although this ability is limited in the current Acid Mist Canyon, it is not too much of a problem to link the shadows of objects.

If Zeuxkel's blood suddenly erupted, the most intractable threat would actually be the freezing cold around him.

Ordinary mortals could barely resist - even if they didn't attack on their own initiative - and the cold that it involuntarily emitted could freeze mortals into ice lumps in a few breaths.

But with this shackle, when the Ice God suddenly erupts, his influence will first be transferred to the shadows outside the traction city.

Although this is only a stopgap measure, at most to move the frozen center from inside the city to outside the city, this distance must not be underestimated.

As long as you are prepared, you can reduce some casualties by opening the locks or letting the heating system in the traction city work.

After doing this, Quest still didn't leave the lab, and let the half-lich Snead take care of his work first.

After all, through the blood of the gods, Zeukskel has passed on many temptations to him, and it is difficult to ensure that there will be no problems if he is guarded by others.

As for the daily work arrangement of New Prosperity Town, with his own partner plate to operate, Quith basically won't worry too much.

As a result, according to the original plan, this traction city quickly encroached on the scattered fortresses of Batow.

The bowels of a city are not idle for a moment, and often just after digesting the resources of one fortress, another fortress will be swallowed by the traction city.

To make things more efficient, Shay of the Wizard Clan has set up a makeshift workshop entirely for the production of work-based constructed creatures.

Ogre witch doctors and half-sheep apothecaries have also become busy, making "energy ointments" around the clock to feed the soldiers who take turns in battle, as well as the hard labor that works hard.

In this way, New Prosperity Town gathered the strength of the original Batow Expeditionary Corps while methodically approaching the Shattered Canyon.

Because of the super efficiency of this mobile fortress, the "poison running rules" set by Stim gradually lost their effect.

Entangled a large number of worm demons, according to Stim's regulations, the worm tyrants who wanted to destroy each Bato fortress one by one actually appeared to set off a tide of worms, but they couldn't find the target embarrassingly.

All that was left for the worms was the devastated ruins of the fortress and the deep ditches left behind by the crawlers that dragged the city over the ground.

The worm demons, who were anxious to fight, even had many infighting because they couldn't find a target to vent their desire to kill.

If it weren't for the presence of the Worm Tyrant, these demons gathered together would have been able to inflict great casualties on their own side.

This strange phenomenon soon spread to the Broken Canyon, where the dwarf god and the minotaur king received the message almost simultaneously.

Buffyment suddenly burst into a rage, accusing Stim of formulating the "bullshit no" game rules, and repeatedly asked to take the initiative to attack.

But the dwarf god still couldn't make up his mind:

He is the "god of virtual games" and must fulfill the responsibilities of the priesthood. And for any game, it is very taboo for the publisher and producer to adjust the basic rules frequently.

But his reasons simply could not convince Buffett.

Your problem is your own problem, and the Minotaur King says that it has nothing to do with him, and that all he needs is to wash away his shame.

"One last question, dwarf cub, will you let my legion attack and give me the command of the worms at the same time?"

The tip of his nose spewed gas full of filthy energy, and Buffyment stood at the door of the legion camp with a machete in his hand, looking at the dwarf god in front of him with an unkind look, gritting his teeth.

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