The cult is waiting for the evil god to recover, what are we waiting for?

"Now I can only ask Your Majesty."

Thinking of this, Kertros was also ready to meet Cermesius.

Because only his words have a proposal for the Moyrkasa Empire on the front line, but if he asks directly, not to mention it will make the Queen of the Moyrkasa Empire angry, and he also feels that one of his subordinates who is not on the front line is commanding her.

After all, she is a queen, and being taught by a subordinate will not make her lose face?

So Cortros had to meet Kermesius, because he was the emperor of the Crotia Empire, and he was the same as the queen of the Moyrcasa Empire, and with his proposal, the queen of the Moyrcassa Empire should also pay attention to it.

"Your Majesty!"

Arriving at the palace, Celtheus addressed Kermesius on a high seat.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that it was Celtheus, Kermesius asked with a frown.

"Now that the evil gods are recovering, and the Cult of the Evil Gods only has a few ninth-level archmages, and there are many more ninth-level archmagists in our four empires than them, so I implore Your Majesty to propose that the alliance of the four empires directly wage war against the Cult of the Evil Gods!"

Corteros's words were sonorous and powerful, and at the same time his face was determined.

Alas~

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sigh.

"Your Majesty, isn't this an opportunity?"

After hearing Kermesius sigh softly, Cortros immediately asked suspiciously.

"Brother, you don't know anything!"

Kermesius shook his head helplessly.

Queltlos: ?

"The number of the four countries alliance on the front line is roughly the same as that of the Cult of the Evil God, but if I send the remaining ninth-level archmages over, it will be difficult to stabilize the current situation in the Klotisia Empire, after all, the rest of the families are eyeing each other, and now in this special period, it is not possible to arrange the ninth-level archmages out, and cultivating a ninth-level archmage is not just as simple as requiring manpower and material resources."

Dermesius stood up, walked up to Cortlus as he spoke, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"This ........."

"Moreover, even if there are only a few ninth-level great mages in the Evil God Sect, there are quite a few ninth-level magisters, and if they have too many eighth-level magisters, if we lose ninth-level archmagists, we will inevitably be directly at a disadvantage."

As Kermesius turned and walked towards his throne, he spoke at the same time.

"Are you just waiting for them to come?"

Kertrus was reluctant and clearly did not want such an outcome.

"Now that our four empires have used all the magic crystals to cast god-killing weapons, there is still more than half a year before the casting is completed, and when the time comes, even if the evil god appears, it will be able to strike a blow."

Dermesius continued.

"A weapon for killing gods? Isn't this an artifact? ”

Keltrus was startled, and his tone trembled slightly.

"This is not an artifact, at most it is only a quasi-artifact, because the weapon created only has power, no divinity, and is not considered an artifact."

"Also, to create an artifact, what you need must not be the ordinary materials produced by the Karlasde Continent, even if you have materials, you can't create an artifact without the ability to fuse these materials."

Hearing Kermesius say this, Cortlus also spoke helplessly at this time.

"Then I'll quit first."

Kertellos knew, both sides were waiting.

On one side, the evil god is restored, and on the other side, the god-killing weapon is waiting for the casting of the god-killing weapon.

Although the four empires have forged god-killing weapons here, he is very puzzled, this god-killing weapon must at least need energy, right? Where will they find this energy?

Unable to think of it, Celtellus didn't think much about it, for the thought of it gave him even more headache.

"I just hope the evil god recovers a little slower."

Quelmesius tapped his finger on the handle of the throne, muttered quietly, and fell asleep.

Don't look at him just sitting here and not going anywhere, but the thing he has to deal with is the most troublesome, he hasn't been able to rest well in the past few days, he originally wanted to rest, but he was approached by his brother to ask, and now he leaves.

In a hidden mountain range.

Jingle !!

The sound of hammers striking was loud for a hundred meters, but a hundred meters away were guarded by the armies of the three empires.

The temperature is very high, and there is a black fog rising from the top of the mountain.

It's an active volcano, and on the mountainside, there's a huge hole in it, and sound comes from it.

"It's so hot! Thankfully, the blacksmiths of the Dwarven Empire can withstand the heat inside. ”

"Who's to say it isn't! It's just that it's just that they are suffering, and these days there are dwarves who are constantly being stunned by the heat. ”

"It's okay if there's nothing big going on, but what's going on inside? Even those of us who are comparable to the eighth-level knight king can't know. ”

Three men in different styles of armor sat on a stone table and spoke aloud.

"You know what? Knight King of Aetre. ”

As a man with a thick beard spoke up, another younger, fairer knight king also looked at the dwarven knight king named Ettler.

"I don't know, Your Majesty didn't tell me, obviously this thing is extremely important, and even the progress has to be transmitted back in time, I'm afraid it was discussed by the three Majesties above."

Aettler shook his head.

The three of them were all knight kings chosen by the three empires, so this task was given to them.

"Alas~ There is still a ninth-level great mage from each of the three empires around, it must be extremely important."

The more delicate man spoke up, his helmet with a sun-like pattern, apparently the Knight King of the Krosia Empire.

"Don't continue this topic, in case of suspicion, the three of us will definitely be arrested and pursued."

Aettler took a glass of cloudy wine and drank it down, apparently trying to end the conversation.

The other two also nodded and said no more.

Inside the cave.

The fiery red magma fell straight down from the nine heavens like a waterfall, and on the side there was a waterway about three meters wide for the magma to flow over, a group of dwarves with long beards were only one meter three or four, and the long beard was constantly waving the hammer in their hands, and next to them, there were orcs with hairy bodies and human faces and animal ears, and fierce as cattle were stopping and loading a cart loaded with spars of different colors and pouring them into the magma.

At this time, on this magma river, there is a huge and incomparably large silhouette of a longbow with different patterns flying, which makes people marvel after seeing it.