"This world, is it the world where the evil god Zhao Yan said lives in seclusion? It looks calm."

As soon as he stepped into this area, "Rainbow Light" Sun Gong took a deep breath, the air here was much better than the heavy industry world before.

Lu Ping'an's observation, in the final analysis, can only be regarded as a superficial view, each multiverse ethnic group has its own derivation and operation logic.

In a sense, the Yu civilization is somewhat similar to the isotope of the Soviet State in a certain era, which is the one that plays the overall management, but on a larger scale.

Some of the world's population, some of the world's culture, and some of the world's industry, but ninety percent of the world's light industry and agriculture have given them sufficient strategic resources, human potential resources, and an extremely stable social structure.

Sufficient strategic depth is the confidence of this civilization, but the slow and obtuse development reality and the unenterprising diplomatic thinking are the root causes of the new star field civilization like mankind that dare to come up and touch the porcelain.

"I don't know why Mr. Zhao invited us over this time, it's hard to imagine that in such a world where there is no oil and water to fish, there is actually an evil god living in seclusion."

"Wine Glass Dancer" Su Xingying was a little uneasy, she was against her mentor coming over, she always felt that Zhao Yan was not a good thing.

Of course, since the mixed-race feast, there is no "good thing" in the definition of human beings, but among a group of bastards who challenge the bottom line of morality, Zhao Yan is also the least of them.

"Rainbow Light" Sun Gong shook his head, he never cared about this.

is different from the newly promoted Zhao Yan, although he is also a seventh-order powerhouse, this one is an old brand.

What I care about is opportunity, opportunity for development."

A group of people from the blood banquet are not good mixed here.

As long as it is a world that requires force, the strong are always welcome, and if there is no oppression from the gods and goddesses put by humans, they will mix quite well.

However, the human side has taken the most violent retaliatory backlash that everyone expected, within the scope of their capabilities.

Black crows that bring bad luck are naturally disliked, and their reputation has become stinking when the human side reports about their evil deeds and their "self-eating" nature.

If the character can be corrected, how can the biological instinct of "scavenging" be changed? These people are all villains by nature, and the more high-level they are, the firmer their will, the more stable the road, and the more impossible it is to turn back.

Accepting and recruiting them will definitely have to bear additional costs, whether it is in reputation or substance, there will definitely be people who will recruit these "high-quality combat forces", but not necessarily at the moment.

With such a general trend, these high-level professionals of the blood banquet can also see clearly, sooner or later, the alliance of human gods will leave, and intelligent beings will forget sooner or later, especially when "harm" is just hearsay.

When the time comes, they will change their identities or even different races, and with their outstanding strength, they will still be able to get quite good treatment.

If it's really hopeless, they're going to find a way to get away now.

However, not only Zhao Yan, but also other high-level professionals did not have much patience

"The deal with the evil god is actually a good thing for us"

If it was an ordinary professional and an extraordinary person, it would naturally be a good thing for them to trade with these righteous gods of the Feather Clan.

The patron god of the race, who has the resources, connections, and even reputation, can naturally afford to raise a high-level combat power like them, but

Our path, there is no turning back."

There is naturally light and darkness in every world, there is a legal livelihood, and there is more or less gray or even black.

For the people of the Blood Feast, the evil gods are actually more suitable for their lives than the righteous gods, and they need more life irrigation, and the normal order camp is not suitable for them.

This is not to say that all "evil gods" are heretical, the civilizations of the multiverse are often multifaceted, and they need internal "guardian gods" and "civilization gods", as well as external "gods of war", "gods of conquest" and "gods of enslavement".

Some things are ugly to say and can't be put on the table, but it doesn't mean "illegal".

All the while, the people of the Blood Feast were mostly waiting, waiting for a camp of gods who were filthy enough and radical enough to come and trade with them and take them in.

For them, the most hurtful thing is actually the betrayal of the blood crow, the "bird", as a god, he chose a new race and became one of the guardian gods of the race.

With the help of other gods, the Blood Raven is completing its transformation.

He will receive a new priesthood and realm while becoming a subordinate of a certain big god after paying a great price. ，

This is a very normal thing, the high-level civilization absorbs the resources, assets and even gods of the low-level civilization, just like the original moon god and the seal master, all of them are connected to the world again after adjusting their priesthood.

This is undoubtedly a great road, and even vaguely a whitewashing from evil gods to righteous gods, and it is the only way to completely merge into the new world.

But obviously, to the old brother who still follows him, it is a naked betrayal.

", the blood crow only cares about going ashore by himself, it's too ruthless." But at this time, the complaint could not find a target.

There are still some old brothers who will follow Him, but I am afraid that He will no longer be able to provide the "ladder up" that other old brothers need.

The people's hearts have been dispersed, otherwise there would be no reality that the lower ranks will be expelled, and the middle and even high-level people will be panicked.

Some people are going ashore, and some people are simply impossible.

"We can't adapt to a peaceful life anymore, and I'm a little uncomfortable these days."

Looks like an ordinary middle-aged office worker's "Rainbow Light" Sun Gong, whose name is the standard kana of the Blood Banquet.

The name of Zhao Qian, Sun Li and the addition of a single word is like a replicant.

And joining the blood banquet and taking a false name is equivalent to abandoning the life of a normal person in the past.

After taking the path of the Blood Feast, after seventy years, he has become a rule-level existence, and his life has long been like a river of blood that has absorbed countless souls and flesh.

For the sake of his own self-cultivation, in order for himself to survive and go further, he doesn't remember how much "bread" he ate.

Ten thousand, ten thousand, or, more?

The battlefield he experienced, he doesn't remember how many life and death fights, he was a "warrior" earlier, but now he is like a middle-aged uncle who is so tired that he may go to bed at any time.

He was disgusted, he was irritable, but he still couldn't stop.

It's not because of the joy that killing brings him, or that his strength requires a new "blood food", but because he simply can't understand the days without killing.

At this moment, walking on the street, his trance-like eyes are still lingering in the back of the heads, necks, and hearts of those mortals.

He doesn't have bad intentions, he doesn't even have killing intent, he just wants his hands to taste the taste of the blood soaked in his heart, and he wants to crush the other party's Adam's apple to see if the other party can wail when he is dying.

"Master Sun!"

And the cries of his companions, or half of his disciples, brought back his senses.

Only then did Sun Gong notice that before he knew it, he had reached out and a single black light converged at his fingertips.

Almost, there was another massacre on this street.

"Hehe, let's go, the agreed place is here, let's see what Zhao Yan is thinking, if he has nothing to do to play with me, then I will crush his throat cartilage and listen to the sound"

(End of chapter)