As Shar's plot to unleash the nightmare serpent Dandell to destroy the world is exposed, it is inevitable that there will be another jump between the gods of Torreel.

Although many gods know that this goddess of the night is basically not planning some conspiracy in secret, or on the way to do things, she basically will not stop for a moment, and no matter how many times she fails, she will never give up.

But playing "Exploding Stars" directly still opened their eyes, and they strongly criticized and condemned them one by one in the meeting of the gods.

Tyr, the god of justice who is often elected as the arbiter, believes that he wants to unite the power of all the gods to seal Shar for at least a thousand years to punish his madness for his devastating intentions.

But in the end, it had to be stopped because of insufficient evidence.

After all, as long as the goddess of the night bites her death and refuses to admit it, the other gods will not be able to get any substantial evidence, and without evidence, she cannot be judged for her crimes.

When it comes to observance of procedural justice, Tyre is quite persistent.

In many cases, he will even defend his enemies out of his "righteous and outspoken" nature, such as the former Three Gods of Death, or Shirek, the Prince of Lies.

Otherwise, the other gods would not have given him so much trust, and handed over the power of judgment and law enforcement to him several times.

Of course, as the most just god in the continent of Faeron, Tyr also paid a very painful price for this, losing an arm and an eye.

The right hand was set by the gods to limit the trap set by Kozf, the Chaos Dog, and he put his hand in Kozf's mouth as a guarantee.

But as a result, the gods treacherously did not keep their promises, so the ancient evil creature bit off Tyr's right hand in retaliation, and devoured all the blood, divinity, and divine power.

No one knows if the right hand was devoured by the Chaos Dog Demon and could not be recovered, or if Tyr himself felt pain and shame from not keeping his promise, so he voluntarily gave up the devoured right hand.

Anyway, he's been appearing as a one-armed disabled person ever since.

As for the eyes, they were pierced and blinded by Io, the god of the gods in the turbulent years.

The reason is that as the god of justice, Tyr failed to fulfill his duties, allowing thieves to steal important tablets of fate, and allowing the gods to fight each other more and more fiercely.

Since then, Tyr has been playing the role of judge in the Council of the Gods.

So although his proposal was ultimately not approved due to lack of evidence, it disgraced Shar, and the whole conspiracy could not continue at all, so he had to renounce his faith in the Jungle of Chult according to the ancient agreement, and disclose the two gods he had killed and replaced around the time of the turbulent years.

Similarly, this exposure has also made many gods have a strong vigilance and vigilance against the goddess of the night, and there is no way to make any big moves in a short period of time.

At this moment, Shar was sitting on the black throne in his kingdom, staring at the image displayed in the gray smoke with cannibalistic eyes.

And this image is nowhere else, it is the Wizard's Tower in the Old Town of Askatra.

Zuo Si himself obviously noticed something unusual, standing alone on the semi-enclosed rooftop outside the top of the tower, smiling and waving at the evil, deep, and dark divine power of the goddess of the night, without the slightest hint of nervousness or panic.

Since the Mage Tower has been strengthened in various ways from the inside out, even the powerful divine power cannot see through what is hidden inside the tower.

The only thing the gods know is that he hides countless secrets and a portal to other planes within his mage tower.

After a full minute, Shar crushed the armrest of the throne with a click, and said in a hateful and vicious tone, "Good!

Very good!

I really can't believe that I didn't take the initiative to trouble you, and you actually took the initiative to block me.

Not only did it sabotage my plans in the jungle of Chult, but it also pushed me to the opposite side of the gods. ”

Clearly, the Goddess of the Night already knows who is the real mastermind behind this.

After all, she and Su Lun had been fighting with each other since the beginning of their founding, and knew that with each other's way of thinking and skills, even if they discovered the truth, it would be absolutely impossible to think of directly convening a council of gods to make the matter public, and then unite all the gods to fight together.

What's more, she also had a short fight with Zuo Si in the Chult Jungle.

It's just that what Sha'er didn't expect was that he was already so deeply hidden, or through the creation of Ai Shouduo's face, it was normally impossible to be recognized.

Until now, she couldn't figure out what the basis for Zuo Si's judgment was.

You know, even the dinosaur god Utao doesn't know anything about it.

If she could, the Goddess of Night would be eager to descend an avatar to talk to the young man standing on the semi-enclosed roof at the top of the Mage Tower.

But alas, it is simply not possible to do so now.

Not to mention that she is currently being stared at by several powerful and medium divine powers, Zuo Si's growth rate alone is far beyond her expectations.

Whether it was the identity of the Great Devil, or the large number of divine allies standing behind him, or the elusive ability of the traveling mage, Shar felt very jealous.

What's more, today's Faeron is no longer like before, where he can dispatch incarnations at will.

One of the most important reasons why the gods Io brought the gods down to the mortal world in the turbulent years was that they felt that they interfered too much in the affairs of mortals.

So after the turmoil is over, all the gods are trying to reduce the number of times they come to incarnate as much as possible.

Even if they descend to an incarnation, most of them will disguise their identity and guide them in the manner of a wise man or a sage, rather than rudely demanding that believers obey their orders.

"Great Goddess, do you need me to gather a hunting party of the elect and give him some color?" A dark angel asked cautiously on one knee.

As a creature of the goddess of the night, she could clearly sense her master's anger, chagrin, and unhappiness.

But Shar shook his head slightly: "No, no need.

Even an assassination squad made up of voters is hardly a threat to Soth these days.

We have to find another way to make him pay for what he has done.

By the way, how is the preparation on the side of the Ghost City?

How long do they have to return to Pheren? ”

"As far as I know, Teramant Tanshur and his sons have been secretly observing and gathering intelligence.

If nothing else, it is estimated that after the turmoil caused by the Sons of Baal is over, the interdimensional teleportation will begin.

Due to the length of time they have been away from the material plane, they appear to be very careful.

At the same time, Teramante Tanshur also appointed Hajhona as his deputy to carry out a systematic data collation and evaluation of the various countries, city-states and forces of Ferron. ”

The Dark Angel told all the information he had in his hands.

Due to the complexity of the power struggles within Netherworld, from the arcanists who adhered to the original Netharel tradition, to the priests and followers who later defected to the Church of the Night Goddess, they were not entirely under the control of Shar.

To be precise, the relationship between the two parties is more like cooperation or mutual exploitation than a very obvious subordinate to the superior.

"What is Revaran Tanshur doing?"

Shar touched his chin and asked meaningfully.

This is her supreme leader and chosen elect in the Church of the Ghost City, and the eldest son of the lord of the city, Tairamant Tanshur.

Whenever it comes to using the power of Ghost City to accomplish something, Revaran becomes the perfect sounding board.

"Revaran is spreading the prophecy you gave to the people, and convincing all the inhabitants of Nethercity that their mission is to return to the physical world and restore the glory of the Nethrel civilization with their own hands." The Dark Angel replied without thinking.

"In that case, then go and inform him to speed up the progress, I want to see the Netherworld appear in the sky of the Enook Desert as soon as possible."

As he said this, Shar's eyes flashed with a chilling black glow.

The Dark Angel seemed to realize something, and raised his head and asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure, "Are you going to use the power of the Netherworld City to sabotage Soth's plan to annex the Northlands?" ”

Shar sneered and asked, "Why not?"

Don't forget, the ruins of the original Netherel are the Onook Desert, and right next to it is the Northlands.

The most important thing is that it is not convenient for me to attack Soth himself right now, so it is also a good choice to attack the country and power he created.

However, the strength of Yin Soul City alone is far from enough.

Take this ancient map with you to find the heart of the bog of Boem.

To deal with a guy like Soth, you need at least the power of the level of god-like power, Aragami, and primordial. ”

"Understood. I immediately went to arrange for someone. ”

The Dark Angel took the map with respectful hands, his face full of awe.

Having lived for an unknown number of millennia, she knew very well that Borim was one of the Lost Seven Gods of the Nethrel era.

In their quest for godhood by the three gods of death, Bane, Baal, and Mirkor, they successfully killed Borim with the artifact Zasman's dagger plunged into his heart.

Today, this remnant of the heart is buried in an unknown place.

Once you find it and pull out the Zasman dagger, a large amount of mud will erupt from the wound, eventually forming a huge lake of mud.

Borim will also be reborn from the mud lake.

At that time, it will only need to be captured and sealed, and then eroded with the divine power of the goddess of the night, distorting it from Aragami into a half-shadow, half-dark god or ancient evil.

This has been done more than once.

Seeing his dark angel disappear at the end of a dark realm, Shar turned his gaze to Zuo Si on the other side of the gray smoke, pursed the corners of his mouth and said in a categorical tone, "You will know what happens if you offend me, Soth." I promise. ”

Zuo Si apparently didn't know that the Goddess of the Night had already begun to take revenge.

After waiting for the divine power fluctuation to disappear, he returned to the Mage Tower to enjoy the final performance of Aberdell and the others in the Dark Regions.

Of course, even if you know, you won't care too much.

After all, if he dared to send the news to Midnight and Suren, he was mentally prepared to be hated and even retaliated by Share.

As the so-called soldiers come, they will block the water and cover the earth.

Considering that one of the oldest twin goddesses likes to fan the flames by hiding only in the shadows, there is almost never a precedent for jumping out of the way.

Therefore, the possible threat is actually far less than that of a madman like Ciric.

What's more, in terms of playing with intrigues and tricks, Zuo Si believes that he is definitely not much worse than any evil god.

It's a big deal to have a secret contest to see who has the best wrists.

To sum up, he didn't take Shar's revenge seriously at all, but looked forward to the goddess of the night coming to play with him.

Anyway, even if it is a big trouble, there is the goddess of the moon Su Lun and her allies in front of her, and she doesn't need to have any worries at all.

……

On the other side, far away in the dark region of the Wildas Forest, in the dark region, a long-brewing series of conspiracies and traps have finally come to the surface.

The vault of the First Family's mansion in Despanna was littered with blood, entrails, rotten flesh, and shattered bones.

Some of them belonged to slaves who had been killed during the sacrifice, while others had been torn from the Mother of Adulles a few seconds earlier.

Right now, the last half of her body was hanging from the spikes on the wall, the position below her waist was long gone, and a bloody spine hung down from the end, making everyone who saw it involuntarily feel their scalps tingle.

A large Barlow Flame Demon Lord was grinning with a dragon egg covered in silver scales, laughing in a mocking tone, "Hahahaha!

Haven't you realized you've made a mistake by now?

Your daughter, Phiri, has already secretly dropped the egg while she was preparing for the ceremony.

Not only did she succeed in deceiving you, but she also pushed you into the abyss from which she will never recover. ”

"What? This...... How is this possible! Firi! What did you do? ”

The mother of Adulles endured the severe pain and asked the eldest daughter not far away.

Her expression was so hideous and terrifying, and with the blood all over her body, she looked like a demon.

But Fei Li did not hurry to take out another dragon egg from his pocket, and replied proudly: "I'm sorry, mother, I won this game of usurpation and power.

I have successfully calculated you, and from now on I will be the new head of the family.

As for you, it's better to die honestly.

Don't worry, when you die, I'll use this dragon egg to fulfill the will of the gods and kill all the damn surface elves.

In doing so, I will replace you as the most favored High Priest of Ust Naza, firmly in the hands of the First House and the Council of Lords.

I swear I will do better and better than you. ”

There is no doubt that what is being staged now is the classic scene of the dark spirit "Mother and Daughter".

If any high priestess wants to ascend to the throne and become the head of the family, she must first eliminate the sisters who are in front of her, and then kill her mother and replace them.

This is how the drow transfer of power is carried out, full of intrigue, cruelty, deceiverment, and bloodshed.

If a mistress waits for her mother to die of old age and gains power through succession, then she will be looked down upon by the mistresses of other families as a weak waste.

"The new mistress? Do you think you can hold down a few other top-ranked families? ”

The mother of Adulles held on to her last breath and stared at her eldest daughter not far away, her eyes were very complicated, with anger and resentment, but also a hint of relief.

From the moment she became a housewife, she knew that sooner or later she would have to have such a day.

After all, this way of passing on power is what the spider goddess Rose encourages and advocates.

When a family's head mother begins to grow old and lacks strength, her ambitious daughter sees an opportunity to kill her.

Only in this way can we ensure that all the mistresses are the strongest, most ambitious and capable leaders in the family.

"Don't underestimate me, Mother.

As long as I complete this sacrifice and kill all those surface elves, I will be able to gain the supreme favor of the Queen of God.

Not to mention, I and them have successfully stolen the dragon egg from you, and completed a series of powerful mercenaries that are impossible to challenge, including bringing back the blood of the mind snatcher and the eye of the elder. ”

As he spoke, Phiri delicately walked up to Aberdell, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the cheek of the Son of Baal in the form of a dark elf, both his eyes and movements were full of teasing.

As an animal who habitually thinks with his lower body, Aberdale subconsciously wanted to do something in response.

But before he could put it into action, he felt a piercing pain coming from his lower back.

When I looked down, I saw that it was Jahira who had twisted the flesh on her waist.

Moment!

Aberdell, who was still boiling in the fire one second, became a good baby who didn't squint the next second.

No way.

As the saying goes, one thing descends one thing.

Since the death of his adoptive father, Grion, Jahira has been the only one who has been able to control him and make him willingly obedient.

Firi noticed the small movement between the two, pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled playfully without breaking it, and directly sent the dragon egg in his hand to the hand of the Baro Flame Demon Lord, and solemnly requested: "I hope to complete the transaction with you just now on behalf of my mother." ”

"Huh, are you sure?"

The Baro Flame Demon Lord pursed the corners of his mouth, and a nervous and uneasy smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm pretty sure!"

Firi didn't realize the hint of the powerful demon in front of him, and nodded without thinking.

Just as she was full of anticipation, the Lord of Barlow Flame suddenly grabbed her left and right arms without warning, and then tore hard at the same time.

Click! Click!

With the crisp sound of bones breaking, the two arms were dragged down by the terrifying brute force.

Piercing blood gushed down the arteries, staining the surrounding floor and walls red.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!h

The sharp pain caused Firi to let out a wail on the spot, twitching uncontrollably all over his body, and at the same time shouting like crazy: "What are you doing? I've already given you the dragon egg! ”

"Dragon eggs?

Hahahaha!

Idiot!

Do you think the dragon eggs in your hands are real?

Just as you deceived your mother, the Son of Baal also played tricks on you.

How's that, didn't expect it?

This is a wonderful play where betrayal hides betrayal, and deception hides deception.

You think you're a hunter, but you're actually the prey. ”

The Lord of the Baro Flame Demon stretched out his tongue and licked the blood stains on his face, and opened his arms to pose with an extremely intoxicated appearance.

As a chaotic and evil creature bred in the abyss, such a scene of mortals calculating with each other, betraying each other, and stabbing each other in the back can undoubtedly make him feel indescribable pleasure.

In particular, one of them is the heir of the famous murder god Baal.

"Nope!

That's impossible!

What reason does he have to lie to me?

I can give him everything he wants!

Whether it's power, status, or passion.

If he chooses to betray, what kind of benefit will he get from it? ”

Firi turned to look into Aberdell's eyes, as if trying to get an affirmative answer from the latter's mouth.

"You're wrong, stupid dark elves.

Do you think that the people standing here are your compatriots?

In fact, they all come from the surface.

Therefore, it is not at all interested in the conditions you offer.

There is only one thing they want, and that is the egg of the silver dragon. ”

With that, the Lord of the Barlo Flame Demon released a spell that instantly dispelled the transformation spell that had been blessed on all members of the team.

In the blink of an eye, Sancho, Jahira, Aberdell, Aemon, and Minsk all showed their original forms.

Only Viconia, which was originally Drow, did not change.

Seeing this, the Adulles mistress immediately erupted into a burst of hysterical laughter, as if mocking the eldest daughter who had screwed up as a result of her own cleverness, and then swallowed her last breath and died.

As for Firi, he wanted to pounce and bite Aberdell's throat as if he was crazy, but he was trampled to death by the Lord of the Baro Flame Demon before he could climb far, and even the internal organs were squeezed out of his mouth, and the scene was so bloody that people wanted to vomit.

After all this was done, the demon stared at the youngest boy in the group with great interest and asked, "Young Son of Baal, do you want to make a deal with me with that dragon egg?" ”

"No, I don't want to."

Sancho refused without hesitation.

He wasn't stupid, knowing that a minor Abyss Lord couldn't give him great power at all, at best some spell-like abilities, magic weapons, and demonic blood.

These things can't even compare to the divinity and divine power that the Sons of Baal bring.

And even if you really want this kind of power, you don't need to take a huge risk to make a deal with the demon, you can find your own mentor.

"yes, that's a shame."

The Baro Flame Demon Lord showed a disappointed expression, but he didn't say anything, and directly chose to leave the material world and return to his hometown in the Bottomless Abyss.

After he disappeared, the team members let out a long breath.

Ammon patted his chest even more palpitatingly: "God, I feel like my heart is about to jump out." Is that the Minor Abyss Lord? It's horrible, it's breathless. ”

"yes. Now we finally have the dragon egg in danger, and we can finally get out of this place. ”

Aberdale secretly glanced at Firi, who had been trampled into meatloaf, and sighed slightly.

Because the two have had more than one "in-depth" communication in the past few days, it is still a little unbearable to see each other die so miserably.

Although when doing this kind of thing, he usually walks with his kidneys and not his heart, but he still has feelings after a long time.

What's more, the dark elves have a lot of tricks in this regard, and the degree of openness is far from being comparable to that of the surface world.

"Don't be careless, you're not out of danger yet.

It was at least three or four kilometers from the house of the first family to the gate of Ust Naza.

Our transfiguration magic has been dispelled, and it will take at least a few thousand drows to fight if we do. ”

Sancho reminded with a serious expression.

"Then kill it!

The valiant Minsk and Bub had long wanted to give these evil dark elves a little color.

Let's add a saga to the chapter of the Great Adventure.

Come on! Justice will prevail! ”

With the last word blurted out, Minsk drew his sword and opened the door of the room directly, slashing at the defenseless First Family warrior at the door.

Burst!!!!

The +5 Adamantite Two-handed Sword created by the Dark Elves' high-level blacksmith blessed with evil magic tore through the chain mail on the opponent's body on the spot, splitting the whole person from the shoulder to the abdomen with a terrifying opening, and all the internal organs and blood flowed out at once.

You don't need to ask to know that this guy is 100% dead, and there is no need to rescue him at all.

"Squeak! Chirping! ”

The yellow-skinned mouse Bubu on Minsk's shoulder let out a scream that I don't know if it was fear or excitement.

After the first blow, Minsk did not immediately draw his sword, but snatched the one-handed sword from the deceased's body, directly dealt with the other guard cleanly, and then rushed into the hall like a barbarian berserker and began to slaughter every dark elf he saw.

He ...... What's he doing? Crazy! ”

Amon only then reacted, and shivered as he looked at the blood and dead bodies on the ground at the door.

There's no way not to shake!

Because Minsk's actions amounted to a direct open declaration of war on the tens of thousands of dark elves in the city.

"Damn! Minsk! Come back! Come back! ”

Rao is nervous Aberdell also panicked at this time, and hurriedly rushed out to pull back his brother, who had experienced the test of life and death, but his brain was not very good.

But sadly it was too late.

Some of the more clever high-ranking priestesses, sensing that something might have happened in the secret room, immediately rushed outside to gather the mages, priests, and warriors of the family, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to seize power and become the new master mother.

As they made a fuss, the entire Ust Naza City also noticed something was wrong, and began to gather forces to find out what had happened to the first one.

The Second and Third Families joined forces and marched towards the First Family's garrison with their armies, apparently believing that this was a good opportunity to take their place.

"Alas—there's a big problem now.

Get ready for battle, and we'll be greeted by a storm of tempest and death.

If you don't want to die, do your best to tap your full potential.

Otherwise, our lives will end here. ”

Sancho said with a desperate look on his forehead.

He couldn't believe that the plan that had gone well had been ruined at the last minute by the second fool of Minsk with a very ridiculous impulsive act.

"I've told you a long time ago that uncertainties like this need to be removed from the team as soon as possible, but you just won't listen. Well, now he has pushed us all into the abyss of death. ”

Viconia made no secret of her disdain and disgust for Minsk.

If it weren't for the fact that this bald fool could play the role of meat shield and cannon fodder in a battle for a while, she would have wanted to kill him first to vent her anger.

"Well, now is not the time to argue. We have to come together to get through this. Sancho, have you gotten in touch with the silver dragon? ”

Jahira decisively chose to change the subject, not wanting the team to have another conflict at this time.

Sancho nodded slightly: "It was notified from the moment I got the dragon egg."

Adaron is preparing a magical ritual to completely destroy all of Uster Nassa.

All we have to do is hold on for a while, and when the magic takes effect, the drow will scatter and flee on their own.

At that time, we will be able to escape through the gate while there is chaos. ”

"Be careful! The Dark Elves have attacked! ”

With Aamon's voice echoing through the hallway, a loud bang knocked the locked door away.

A group of drow male warriors who were heavily armed and blessed with a large number of divine skills swarmed up, obviously trying to kill them all.

Aberdell, who was at the front, didn't hesitate for even a second, and directly turned into a killer to meet him.

In the blink of an eye, blood is splattered!

With the powerful power of the Son of God, several dark elves were torn apart in just a few seconds.

But Aberdell also paid a pretty heavy price.

After all, the weapon enchantment level of the Drow elite generally starts at +3, and it is often used by direct members of the noble family at +4 or +5.

Therefore, even the Killer form could not withstand such a powerful weapon attack.

A single slash will immediately leave a horrible wound.

But fortunately, Aberdell is not alone.

Minsk, which turned on the fury, took cover from the side.

Sancho, Jahira, Aemon and Viconia threw the arcane and magic at the door like they didn't want money, and they were stunned to block the enemy's onslaught in a short time.

Hundreds of corpses were piled up in dense clusters, and the viscous plasma had already stained the ground black and red.

No negotiations!

No compromises!

Only crazy battles and killings!

If you stand outside and look at it condescendingly, you can find that the sky above the First Family Mansion has been shrouded in energy like blood mist.

The divine power in the bodies of the three sons of Baal is accumulating and growing with the killing.

Especially Aberdell, who was controlled by the God of Murder, the killer form continued to expand, and began to evolve in the direction of a gigantic ravager.

And all drow killed by it will become undead.

"What kind of monsters are these?!"

The Dark Elf High Priestess who was directing the attack exclaimed in disbelief.

"Don't ask me! I don't know! Maybe it's Firi's ghost! Anyway, we're going to have to kill these guys of unknown origin. ”

Another high-ranking priestess kept unleashing magic to heal the wounded warriors who had retreated.

As the two sides battled back and forth around the passage, none of them noticed that two figures had descended into the dark corner of the cave overhead, admiring the situation below.

"Are you sure we don't need to help us just like that?"

Adalon, who had transformed into an elf form, subconsciously frowned.

Especially when perceiving the dragon egg in Sancho's backpack, nervousness and anxiety were clearly revealed.

She obviously wanted to go down immediately and take her own dragon egg back and keep it safe.

Zuo Si's projection replied with a smile: "No, at least not yet."

After all, they are all sons of Baal and must fight and kill to make themselves stronger.

The dark elves of Ust Nasa are a good whetstone to help my disciple in his final transformation.

When they can't hold on, it's too late for you to go down and help.

Also, what did you think of my proposal? ”

"I ...... I haven't figured it out yet. ”

Adalon's demeanor was clearly avoidant.

"It's better to hurry, because time is running out for you.

If you wait for your body to begin to age irreversibly, even infusing the purgatory bloodline will not prevent death from coming.

When the time comes, even if you regret it, it's too late. ”

Zuo Si glanced at the silver dragon beside him, and urged in a low voice.

You don't have to ask to know that this proposal is to transform Aidaon from the Ancient Silver Dragon to the Ancient Purgatory Silver Dragon.

Extend your life through the power of Bato's Hell and even become an immortal being.

"I know what you mean, and I know that this is the only option, but I can't get over the psychological hurdle." Adalong explained with a wry smile.

Ever since she deviated from the good camp and had the idea of not wanting to die, she had the idea of using the power of hell to prolong her life, and reunited with her soon-to-be-born partner and stayed with her for a long time.

I have to say that the ethical relationship between this dragon couple is also messy enough.

The wife gave birth to a reincarnated husband.

So what about them being considered husband and wife in the future?

Or is it a mother and child?

What should I call it if I reunite and give birth to a new offspring?

Zuo Si gradually understood why the Faren Continent was so open in terms of ethics and sexuality.

It's all the result of all kinds of magic, magic, and miracles.

Among them, resurrection, reincarnation, and the difference in lifespan between various races of decades or even hundreds of years, as well as how many years after being petrified and suddenly rescued, are simply natural ethical killers.

The slightest carelessness can lead to ethical confusion.

"There's nothing you can't get over. All you need is to let go of the past, not care about the world, and embrace your own future. Zuo Si whispered in the ear of the primeval silver dragon.

"Embrace your own future......"

Adalon's heart was visibly moved when he heard this, and his eyes continued to sparkle with longing.

Just as she opened her mouth to say something, portals to the bottomless abyss suddenly opened.

Hundreds of demons and elemental creatures came out from the other side.

Obviously, these otherworldly creatures were summoned by mages and priests.

Unlike the very low percentage of mages of the human race on the surface, the ratio of casters of the dark elves can be said to be quite exaggerated, often reaching fifty to one or even thirty to twenty to one.

If there are 20,000 dark elves in a city, the number of spellcasters in them will be hundreds or even thousands.

This is almost unimaginable in the surface world.

And due to the abundance of mineral veins in the Dark Regions, it is easier to obtain expensive magic materials such as gems, and the casting level of Drow Mages is also much faster.

The sudden influx of numerous demons and elemental creatures was the straw that broke the camel's back.

No matter how hard Sancho tried, he couldn't deal with so many difficult otherworldly creatures at the same time.

Seeing this, Adalong immediately asked, "Is it okay to get to this point?" Your disciple and the rest of the adventure party are afraid they won't be able to hold on. ”

But Zuo Si shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry, let alone underestimate the potential of the Son of God." Wait and see, the real show is just beginning. ”

As these words came out, Sancho, who had just used up the time stop half a minute ago, finally showed the power he had already acquired, but had never used.

I saw that he stimulated a large amount of divine power and divinity in his body to the limit, and then his body began to expand rapidly, deform, and wrap the surface with a carapace as hard as granite.

"It's ...... Killers? ”

Adalon's eyes widened in disbelief.

Because the boy's transformation bears no resemblance to Aberdell's killer form at all.

Especially after the transformation was completed, Sancho did not lose his mind at all, and his two blood-red eyes were swollen and could clearly see the pupils that emitted a blue glow.

"No, not the killer, but his own power.

To be precise, my lovely disciple has already achieved transcendence on a philosophical level to his divine father.

Now he is on the path to becoming a new god.

How's that, isn't it excellent?

To be honest, I didn't expect him to get this far in such a short period of time. ”

Zuo Si pursed the corners of his mouth and praised without hesitation.

"New Gods ?!!"

Adaron stared at the boy who had completed his transformation and turned into an afterimage and rushed into the middle of the creatures of the otherworld, the Drow mages, and the priests.

With each kill, Sancho's strength grows at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

And he retains his sanity and spell-casting abilities, and will suddenly unleash some instantaneous arcane magic and spell-like abilities during battle.

In particular, the heavy rock carapace covered by the body was obviously added to increase the defense through magical abilities.

Once the damage is reached, the boy will regain his normal state with a standard cast animation.

In this way, he will be able to achieve a long combat endurance by constantly killing, without worrying about being stabbed into a sieve by the Dark Elves' adamantite enchanted weapons like Aberdell.

In addition, Sancho's claws are significantly larger after transformation, and they look like sharp double-edged short swords.

Often, a single hit can inflict massive damage on multiple enemies at once, while also providing lifesteal.

"It's incredible! Is this the Son of God? Adahlon exclaimed.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, this is the son of God."

Because of their divine relationship, their learning speed and growth speed are far beyond the reach of mortals.

If it goes on like this, when the knockout round of the Sons of Baal enters the final round, it will inevitably be a battle between the quasi-gods and the demigods.

I'm looking forward to seeing where Sancho and Aberdale will go in the end.

Whether to choose to become a god and embark on a transcendent journey, or to surrender all the divine power and divinity to become a mortal. ”

"What about the girl named Ammon? Isn't she also the son of Baal? Adalon's tone was full of doubt.

It is impossible for Ammon to be a god, or that her personality dictates that she has no interest in becoming a god. I've laid out a future for her, a life that satisfies curiosity without being too dangerous. ”

After that, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the silver dragon beside him, and concentrated on admiring Sancho's performance at such a critical juncture.

He is now more and more convinced that this lucky little guy still has a lot of potential to tap, and maybe he can become a powerful helper and ally for himself......