"Hahahaha! Look! I told you there must be more demons in this giant underground cave!"

"Go! Kill them all!"

"I'm going to smash their heads!"

"waaaaagh!"

"waaaaagh!!!!!!"

…

Accompanied by the excited roars of the orc boys, hundreds of green-skinned warriors armed with guns and melee weapons rushed into the passage inside the mountain and launched a charge at the densely packed demons inside.

It was not difficult to tell from the shocked and stunned expressions on the faces of those fallen Rogues and high-level demons that they were completely frightened by the enthusiasm and enjoyment shown by the other party.

After all, under normal circumstances, when humans in the Sanctuary world encounter the forces of Hell, their first reaction is often fear and terror, and then they immediately want to turn around and run away.

But these orcs were not afraid of their own hideous and terrifying appearance, but also of their powerful strength and magical abilities. Instead, they rushed up roaring as if they had discovered treasure.

And judging from the number of people, it is obvious that our side has the advantage.

Clearly, these demons did not understand that the Orks' obsession with war had nothing to do with numbers.

Even a small tribe of only a few thousand people dared to charge against a position of tens of thousands of people equipped with heavy weapons.

Because war to them is a bit like the relationship between narcotics and drug addicts. Even if they know they will die, they still want to enjoy it first.

Whenever a war breaks out, the waaaaagh force field formed by the large-scale gathering of orcs will constantly stimulate their nerves, and then secrete a hormone that makes them feel extremely happy.

"Kill these stupid and ignorant mortals! I want to use their heads as decorations!"

A high-ranking demon was obviously enraged and gave orders to his legion.

Although he had recently heard that a group of half-mechanical, half-flesh green-skinned monsters had occupied the Dark Forest and killed all the demons active there, he regarded it as an excuse for failure by some rubbish.

After all, ever since the advent of Andariel, the demon lord who controls pain and torture, even the monastery that served as a war fortress has fallen.

Under the torture and temptation of the devils of hell, countless rogues have fallen and become servants of the forces of hell.

There is nothing left in this land that can stop the demon army from conquering it.

However, after fighting with the Orcs, this high-level demon realized that he was wrong, and extremely wrong.

In just a few seconds, these orcs taught him a good lesson with the various strange-shaped guns and ammunition in their hands.

The demon's tough skin and magical protection that were strong enough to withstand swords and crossbows were pierced by seemingly insignificant bullets.

And at the moment of contact, it seemed that an invisible force broke down their defenses.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the most speechless and puzzling "power of thinking" of the orcs.

Because they think "I think this bullet can injure or even kill the enemy in front of us", the force derived from the waaaaagh force field will act on the bullet, weakening the opponent's physical defense to a certain extent, and even producing an effect similar to a decomposition force field, disintegrating the touched matter from the molecular and even source level.

Of course, this power is not omnipotent, but depends on the number of orcs and how firmly they believe in this matter.

Generally speaking, melee weapons are much more effective than ranged weapons.

The most important thing is that these orcs who have been transformed by metal are extremely difficult to kill. Even their skin that is not wrapped in metal has become extremely tough because of the Hulk's furious blood.

The fireballs of the Fallen Mage would usually only cause the skin to become slightly charred.

The blades of ordinary fallen demons can't even cut, and may even be bounced away directly.

Only those giant, ape-like, hairy beasts with magical weapons with additional attack effects can pose a fatal threat to them.

Just like that, hundreds of orc boys used the strange weapons in their hands to defeat the demon army.

When they ran out of bullets, they would just switch to axes and machetes and rush forward for hand-to-hand combat. Even if they were seriously injured and fell down, as long as they had a chance to catch their breath, they would be repaired by the oil, and then they would get up and continue to fight. Their ferocious and terrifying posture stunned the demons.

They had been fighting with the High Heavens for who knows how many tens of millions of years, but had never encountered such a difficult enemy.

What's even more terrible is that the shouts and explosions of the battle attracted more orcs from the surrounding areas, eventually forming a green frenzy that was enough to destroy everything.

An orc called "Big Skill Master" who was over three meters tall, with strange devices hanging all over his body and one of his arms completely covered by a huge cannon barrel flashing with silver electric light, just laughed wildly and fired a shot at the demon, and the whole cave was instantly covered by a silver lightning storm.

The largest number of fallen demons, zombies and skeletons disappeared without a trace almost in an instant.

The Fallen Rogues, Beasts and Goat-Headed Demons that are resistant to magic still have some blackened remains left.

Not to mention the demons, even the orc boys who didn't have time to dodge fell to the ground in this destructive thunder. The flesh and blood parts turned carbonized and charred, while the mechanical parts turned red and even melted due to overheating.

There is no doubt that this is the power possessed by the Orc "Great Master". Even the Astartes of the human empire in the Warhammer universe have to be extra careful when encountering them.

If you are not careful, you will be reduced to ashes in front of those strange weapons, or even no ashes will be left.

After a successful attack, the crazy orc did not stop, but grabbed a fart spirit from his side and stuffed it directly into the entrance of the metal pipe hanging under his other arm.

In a flash!

This unfortunate guy was squeezed by some invisible force, and a large amount of shiny oil and blue unknown liquid gushed out of his body and were then sucked into the pipe.

The next second...

The gun barrel, which had stopped producing electric light, began to crackle again, and the dazzling electric arc continued to make crackling sounds in the air.

As for the unfortunate guy who was stuffed in, he was now completely dead and turned into a pool of soft flesh and blood without any skeleton to support him.

Needless to say, the orc "Master of Skills" actually charged his weapon by consuming a fart spirit.

This simple, crude and completely unreasonable result is the most terrifying thing about the orcs' "Anxunsi" technology.

Because you have no idea what those messy-looking things are in their minds, and what kind of destructive power they cause.

When facing Orks, the only common sense is no common sense.

Even two devices that look 90 percent similar can have completely opposite functions.

Relying too much on past experience will only end up killing you.

Watching the mighty orc army pushing the demons that had been wreaking havoc on this land for a long time into a dead end little by little, and finally chopping off the head of the leading high-level demon and hanging it on their weapons as decoration, and constantly making excited shouts of waaaaagh, a female Rogue warrior who was hiding in the dark to scout finally couldn't help shivering, and quickly began to retreat cautiously under the cover of night.

At this moment, the clothes under her leather armor were completely soaked with sweat, and even her eyes revealed fear and panic.

The savagery, ferocity, fanaticism, fearlessness of death displayed by the Orks in battle, as well as the terrifying weapons that had never been seen before, were more demonic than demons themselves.

The female warrior couldn't even imagine what would happen to all the sisters who escaped from the monastery, including herself, if these green-skinned monsters killed all the demons in the surrounding area and discovered the Rogue camp.

With great anxiety, she quickly crossed the dangerous wilderness and reached the only safe place in the land as quickly as possible.

Although this town was built temporarily, with even its walls made of rows of wooden fences and only a stone bridge connecting it to the outside, it is still a safe haven for countless refugees, merchants, and travelers.

Especially after the monastery, the only passage to the east, was completely occupied by demons, many people who originally planned to go to the pearl of the eastern desert, the city of Lu Gaoin, had to stay here, so the overall feeling was a bit crowded.

As there are not enough houses, most of them have to make do with shacks or tents.

The shortage of a large number of survival supplies, including food, has also put people on the brink of emotional collapse.

The hungry women and children stared with their green eyes at every person who came back from outside, wanting to confirm whether the other person brought back anything edible.

The female warrior ignored these hungry ordinary people, but went straight to the highest military commander of the camp, Kasha, and reported everything she had seen.

After a few minutes, this rude, impatient, and stubborn woman showed a very puzzled expression and asked, "You mean, a group of monsters that we have never seen before suddenly appeared near the Dark Forest, and then they killed all the demons entrenched nearby, and are heading towards the monastery and our camp at the same time?"

The female warrior nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, Captain.

These monsters are extremely terrifying, brutal and warlike.

They would even cut off the heads of demons and use them as decorations.

And no matter how heavy the casualties are, they will never retreat even a single step.

In my opinion, they may be much more difficult to deal with than demons.

With our current numbers, weapons, and equipment, we estimate that if an encounter occurs, we may not be able to hold out for even ten minutes."

"Damn it! What on earth is going on in this world? First, the demons from hell suddenly appeared, and then a group of monsters even more brutal than the demons came. Is this the legendary doomsday?"

Kasha rubbed her swollen forehead and couldn't help cursing under her breath.

But despite cursing, she immediately found the only remaining high-ranking nun and spiritual leader of the church, who was also her adoptive mother.

"Akara, according to the scouts' description, a new and more deadly threat has emerged in the dark forest east of our camp.

These guys are a group of ugly green-skinned humanoid creatures covered with a lot of metal devices.

They wield some of the most powerful weapons we've ever seen that unleash lightning, fire, and explosions, and even demons are no match for them.

Most importantly, the enemy was advancing on the monastery and our camp at the same time.

It won't be long before they discover this place."

"What? A monster that even the devil can't match?"

Akara showed an expression of shock and disbelief.

Because apart from the angel army from the higher heaven, she really didn't know what other forces could defeat the endless demons from hell.

Kasha nodded seriously: "Yes. You'd better think of a solution quickly, otherwise only death will be waiting for us. No, maybe it's not just us who will be destroyed, but the whole world."

Hearing this, Akara fell silent, and his face, which had become old due to sorrow, seemed to have several more wrinkles.

Because she knew that Kasha and the female Rogue warriors under her command would not lie or exaggerate.

But the question is where do these monsters that can defeat demons come from?

Why have I never heard of it before? Just as the senior nun was constantly searching for clues about the Orcs in her mind, a deafening voice suddenly rang in her ears.

“The doomsday bell has sounded!

This world is doomed to destruction! Both heaven and hell will eventually be submerged in the green tide! If you don't want to be buried with it, take your people and head west immediately.

There is the only way to escape from this world.

Remember, you must arrive within a week, otherwise the opened door will be closed permanently."

"Who? Who is it!"

Akara turned around and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but unfortunately there was nothing around her tent.

Kasha asked with a strange look on his face: "Have you been stimulated and become mentally ill? Or is your old brain confused?"

"Didn't you hear that voice?"

Akara looked up with a puzzled look.

Kasha shook her head: "I didn't hear any sound. And I suggest you lie down and rest for a while. Otherwise, if anything happens to you, there will be no one to treat anyone in the camp who gets injured or sick."

"Well, maybe you're right, I do need a break."

Akara did not refute this slightly rebellious adopted daughter, but silently pondered what the voice just now was, and whether it was a prophecy or enlightenment.

But what she didn't know was that she was not the only one who heard this voice in the shelter world.

Some tribes and towns that believed it to be true began to migrate to the designated locations with their families. Before long, they saw huge portals standing on the plains, valleys and seashores.

Tens of thousands of humans with the blood of angels and demons, full of expectations for a better life, resolutely passed through the portal and arrived in another world.

They did not realize at all that the moment they were freed from the influence of the World Stone, the demon blood in their bodies would no longer be suppressed, and it would not be long before they would begin to awaken and gain power beyond that of angels and demons.

In fact, in this universe, these seemingly ordinary humans are the most powerful and terrifying beings.

It's just that the higher-level Heaven and Hell fear the great potential of mankind, so they suppress it with the help of the World Stone that created the sanctuary.

Once the Worldstone is broken or leaves its sphere of influence, these long-suppressed forces will quickly emerge like a volcanic eruption.

"My lord, how do you plan to arrange these immigrants from another world? Will you settle them separately to keep their bloodline pure, or will you let them integrate into existing towns and allow them to interbreed?" a lich from the Arcane Mystic Society asked cautiously.

Jinjitasha answered without hesitation: "According to the description of the great father of New Phyrexia, these humans from Sanctuary are not mortals, but direct descendants of Anu, the creator god of that world.

In terms of bloodline and nature, they should all be true demons.

So I think half of them should be kept separate to keep their bloodline pure, so that we can better study the power contained in their blood and souls.

As for the other half, let them mix and intermingle with the local residents and see if we can create something interesting.

Note, if you find that any of these immigrants suddenly begins to grow in strength rapidly, do not delay, bring him or her to see me immediately.

In addition, I allow you to conduct experiments that interest you, but be careful not to cross the line, otherwise you will bear the consequences at your own risk. "

"I understand. Please rest assured that I know what can be touched and what cannot be touched."

The lich raised his head, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Because he had read the legend about the origin of Sanctuary, he knew how valuable these demon descendants who called themselves "humans" were in research.

It can even be said that the tiny fragments formed after the body of Anu, the god of creation, split into pieces, themselves contain divinity and divine power.

No wizard with a strong thirst for knowledge can resist such a huge temptation.

If a portion of these divinity and divine power could be extracted, whether used to create various divine artifacts or to strengthen oneself, it would bring unimaginable benefits.

Therefore, in the eyes of the liches of Jingitaxia and the Arcane Mystic Society, the immigrants from Sanctuary are simply precious living experimental materials. They must be well fed and well watered, and then they can create more villains when they have nothing to do.

Similarly, these immigrants who thought they had been enlightened by the prophecy were also shocked by the floating city world that had undergone several rounds of transformation and became extremely advanced and prosperous.

Whether it is the space battleships floating in the sky for dozens of kilometers and blocking out the sun, the large agricultural machinery that automatically plows and harvests instead of manpower, or the herds of livestock eating grass under the care of drones, as well as the magic spires and high-rise buildings that soar into the sky in the city, and the super-large transport planes coming and going, they are all miracles that they cannot even imagine in their dreams.

That huge sense of separation even caused many people of humble origins and the lower class to develop a strong sense of inferiority.

They subconsciously felt that this should be the world where gods lived, and that the mysterious voice was the enlightenment and salvation from the great gods.

Before long, these people were taken to villages and towns built specifically for them by liches that descended from the sky and commanded thousands of New Phyrexian creations.

Even the registration, identity and genetic sampling of each person were completed through the electronic system.

About a few hours later, the collected blood was sent to a brand new laboratory that had just been established.

As more and more valuable space-time are discovered with the help of the super-space beacon, small laboratories like this one responsible for a single project are increasing every day, so Jinjitaxia has long established a complete set of complex and complete review and monitoring systems.

Compared to the demon descendants in the world of Sanctuary, the Blue Demon Judge is obviously more concerned about the performance of the orc army when it faces angels and demons next.

After all, the monastery where Andariel and his legion are entrenched is not comparable to those guerrillas and scum in the wild.

Moreover, Jinjitasha was not sure to what extent the power of this demon king could reach.

Is it the divine power of a demon lord that occupies an entire level of the Abyss?

Or a demigod or weaker god with divine power?

Given the current size and number of the Perfected Orcs, could they gather a strong enough Waaaaagh force field to counter the divine power? While Jinji Tasha was unhurriedly advancing his plan, Zuo Si had already brought his daughter to the Seros time and space.

As a result, as soon as I arrived, I saw an extremely explosive scene.

I saw a monster as big as a city with thousands of tentacles and a big mouth full of sharp teeth. It was releasing a terrifying dark force that was distorting everything around it.

The residents of the entire city have been almost completely corrupted and turned into Faceless People of varying sizes with slightly different appearances.

"This is... the Ancient God?"

Zuo Si's eyebrows jumped in disbelief.

But he soon discovered that this monster actually had no self-awareness and was only acting on primitive instincts.

He also recalled the last time he came to this time and space. It seemed that he released a little power of the Ancient Gods to a few unlucky guys who were blind and twisted them into indescribable gadgets.

But the question is how did these gadgets grow out of control to their current size?

Normally, shouldn't the major temples immediately take action to destroy it after discovering it?

Just when Zuo Si was a little confused about the situation, a familiar figure emitting holy light suddenly descended from the sky and sighed in an exhausted tone: "Thank God, you are finally here."

Silver armor, a white cloak and hood, and a holy sword that radiates golden light.

Just by looking at her attire, one can immediately recognize that this person is none other than the planeswalker Elspeth, who is skilled in using white mana.

“What’s going on here?”

Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.

"It's Ashiok! This crazy guy summoned a horrible nightmare that looks very similar to you. He first slaughtered the priests and believers of the gods to weaken their power, and then started a war between gods.

He wanted to plant the seeds of fear in the hearts of the gods.

At present, Heliod, the god of the sun, Iroans, the god of victory, Phenac, the god of deception, and Nylea, the goddess of hunting, are all dead.

The most important thing is that as fear begins to spread rapidly among gods and mortals, this space and time is irreversibly turning into a nightmare.

Ashiok's power began to grow stronger and stronger, and even the supreme god of the sky, Kruphix, began to be helpless against him.

If this guy can't be stopped, the world will be engulfed by endless fear and nightmares.

These powerful monsters you feel now were created by Ashiok in some way.

Once it appears in a city-state, it won’t take long for it to have an irreversible impact on a person’s spirit and soul…”

Elspeth concealed nothing and quickly spilled out everything that had happened during this period.

In particular, Ashiok forcibly killed the sun god Heliod in public, cut off his head and hung it on the top of the latter's temple which was stained with his own blood, completely shattering the mask of arrogance and conceit of this god of time and space.

Coupled with the first fire ignited by the god of pleasure Xenagos, the mortals' original devout faith and worship of the gods quickly collapsed.

After all, God cannot bleed. If he bleeds, he will no longer be God, not to mention being tortured and killed in public in an almost humiliating manner.

Kruphix, the sky god who holds the highest authority, begins to be helpless against Ashiok, which is a sign that the power of the gods of time and space in Theros has been greatly weakened, or even collapsed.

"Haha, he really deserves to be the next Nightmare King of the Scourge. I really underestimated him."

Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.

He was obviously well aware of how powerful the nightmare born from Jinjitaxia's fear was, and that it definitely possessed the power to kill gods.

But no one expected that the other party would go to such a big length, trying to turn the entire space-time of Seros into a nightmare world as the source of his own power.

If this plan succeeds, Ashiok will complete his transformation and become the fourth planeswalker qualified to sit at the table and become a chess player after Nicol Bolas, Ugin and Zoth.

Because he had the first space-time that had been completely transformed into a nightmare, he could transform the second, third, fourth, and even hundreds and thousands of them, and his power would grow like a snowball.

What's more, in a place like Theros that has gods, once the gods are consumed by fear and nightmares, they will definitely become beings that are no less powerful than the Immortal Gods.

"Aa ...

Little Annie was obviously attracted by the sudden appearance of Elspeth, and immediately stretched out her chubby arms to grab the shining holy sword in the other's hand.

"Who is this cute little guy?"

Only then did Ai Zipei notice that Zuo Si was holding a baby in his arms, and her originally sharp eyes suddenly became gentle.

"Annie, my daughter."

At the moment he spoke, Zuo Si used extremely skillful movements to stop the little ancestor from releasing his power to seize the holy sword.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but during the time he was raising his daughter personally, he became more and more sensitive to changes in energy, and his reaction speed also improved a lot.

In the beginning, he was just cleaning up the mess caused by little Annie, but later, little by little, he was able to nip the danger in the bud the moment she took action.

Now it has become a subconscious reaction without thinking.

If anyone dared to cast a spell in front of Zuo Si right now, even if they used super magic skills to cast spells instantly or instantly activated planeswalker spell cards, he could interfere and counter them to a certain extent.

"Daughter? You're married?"

Elspeth was visibly startled.

After all, Zuo Si doesn't look very old, at most in his early twenties, and he doesn't look like he's married with children.

Zuo Si smiled and explained, "It's a political marriage, in order to promote the merger of the two countries into a powerful empire. In addition, don't be deceived by little Annie's appearance, she is an out-and-out little devil and a dangerous person."

When Elspeth heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes in annoyance: "How can you say that about your own daughter? Look at her, she's so cute, just like a pure and innocent little angel."

"The little angel you mentioned has personally injured or even killed thousands of people since he was born. The most serious one was that he shattered everything within a radius of 500 meters into atoms. Although I handled the aftermath afterwards, this is only the actual damage that has been caused, and those that were stopped in advance are not counted at all."

As he spoke, Zuo Si lifted up the still giggling little Annie and told him everything she had done.

cute?

A pure and innocent little angel?

Stop it! Anyone who understands the instincts and nature of children would not say such a thing.

These stereotypes are nothing more than the desire in human genes to protect their offspring.

The most important thing is that ordinary babies are too weak to pose any threat to adults no matter what they do.

Otherwise, if they knew that a baby had the ability to kill adults, how many people would think he was cute? "You have to be kidding, right?"

Elspeth obviously didn't believe that the cute little guy in front of her could be such a terrible and dangerous person.

"Here, you hold her from now on."

Zuo Si handed his daughter to the other party without any further ado, and began to cast magic to detect Ansuoko's location.

The result was as expected.

As soon as he got out of his control, the little ancestor immediately did something big.

A flash of green light appeared at Annie's fingertips, and the armor and clothes on Elspeth's upper body disappeared instantly.

Before she could react to what was happening, the former had already pounced on her and began to lie on her chest and suck hard.

"ah!!!!!"

Elspeth, who had always been conservative, could not stand this. She immediately let out a panicked scream and directly activated a card, using the cloak that appeared to cover her naked upper body. Her face and neck turned red with shame and anger.

But she obviously couldn't blame little Annie, who had an innocent look on her face and was blinking constantly.

After all, sucking breast milk is a baby's instinct.

Zuo Si gloated and joked, "Well, now you understand how hateful she is, right? Take this, and put it in her mouth the next time she wants to suck it."

"This is……"

Elspeth stared in amazement at the pacifier in front of her, which was carved from an unknown crystal and radiated amazing energy from the inside out.

"Little Annie has been a quasi-divine being since birth. You can think of her as a natural demon god, so she doesn't need to eat like an ordinary baby. This thing is mainly to deal with her instinctive sucking on my chest."

After saying that, Zuo Si stuffed the pacifier into Ai Zipei's hand.

Needless to say, the fact that he could carry something like this with him meant that he must have had similar experiences, and more than once.

"Damn it! You must have known this would happen, and you deliberately made me look bad, right?"

Elspeth blushed and glared at the other person fiercely, then stuffed the pacifier into Annie's mouth and put it down, and changed into another set of armor at an extremely fast speed.

After she was dressed again, she picked the little guy up again and asked in an uncertain tone, "What are you going to do?"

"What to do?"

Zuo Si asked back without turning his head, with the brilliance of arcane magic flashing in his eyes.

"Of course, it is to crush Ashiok's evil plan." Elspeth said as a matter of course.

"Don't worry. Before taking action, I need to find allies and collect intelligence." Zuo Si pursed his lips and smiled comfortingly.

"You have allies in Theros?"

Elspeth was visibly stunned.

Because in her impression, the other party should have only come to this time and space once, and stayed for a very short time.

"Haha, benefits are always the best bond. With them, I can become friends with anyone, even God. Please wait for me here for a while. I'm going to meet an old friend."

After saying this, Zuo Si instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared from the spot.

Just a second later, he appeared at the banquet of Xenagos, the god of pleasure.

Even though the entire space-time of Theros had become chaotic due to the fall of several gods, and the entire world began to fall towards a nightmare, this guy didn't seem to care at all, and was still organizing his believers to enjoy themselves.

At a glance, the entire banquet hall was filled with naked men and women hugging each other and indulging in debauchery.

The only difference is that the divine power in Xenagos has become stronger than before.

The reason is very simple.

The apocalyptic scene on Theros has plunged many mortals into despair, believing that destruction is only a matter of time.

Instead of living in fear and struggle in the little time left, it is better to let go of everything and enjoy yourself. It will not be a loss even if you die in the end.

With this desperate mentality, people began to break the shackles of ethics and morals, pursuing only the purest physical pleasure and doing their best to satisfy their various dark desires.

Therefore, Xenagos may be the only god among all gods whose power has not decreased but is constantly increasing.

I have to say, this is a bit ironic.

"Ah! look who is here! My dear friend, it is such a delight to see you at a time like this."

The God of Pleasure pushed away the woman and man lying on him, stood up from the huge chair, holding a golden cup full of wine in his hand.

The Hellfire who stood beside him and served as his think tank bent down and bowed to the lord he was loyal to.

"You seem to be doing well?"

Zuo Si looked at this guy with great interest, who voluntarily gave up the spark of a planeswalker and chose to become a god.

Xenagos laughed in response. "Hahahaha! That's right! Don't you realize that I am now one of the most powerful gods in Theros? It's all thanks to that guy named Ashiok. He made all mortals turn to pleasure to escape nightmares and doomed futures."

"Have you seen him?"

A strange light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

The God of Greed took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Yes, I have seen him.

And I witnessed with my own eyes that he summoned a nightmare that was 90% similar to you and directly killed the sun god Heliod.

To be honest, if your subordinate hadn't confirmed it repeatedly, I would even think that the nightmare was you.

Can you tell me where Ashiok got this nightmare from? Please don't tell me this has nothing to do with you.

I am not a fool, and I will not believe such a lame lie."

"Ashiok fashioned this nightmare from the fear of one of my men."

Zuo Si did not try to hide anything.

Because he knew that there was no need to conceal the situation at this point, and a decisive battle to the death would definitely take place.

And the God of Pleasure is exactly the ally that needs to be won over.

"So you knew about this a long time ago?"

Xenagos's expression changed slightly.

"Yes, I know, but I didn't expect Ashiok to dare to play so big, and I didn't expect the gods of the Theros plane to be so useless that they couldn't even solve a nightmare with less than one-third to one-quarter of my power."

When saying this, Zuo Si's tone was filled with naked and undisguised contempt and disdain for the gods of time and space in Seros.

After all, if these gods were a little more powerful, Ansok would not have been able to succeed so easily.

You have to know that in order to transform a space-time into a nightmare world, first of all, more than 70% of the world's population must be immersed in fear and nightmares.

If these gods had discovered this earlier and united to take action, they would not have ended up in this situation today.

"Ha! Well said! These gods who are used to being high and mighty are indeed a bunch of rubbish! But what I didn't expect is that your power is so strong."

Xenagos obviously looked down on those native gods, just as those native gods thought he was a shameless man who usurped the throne.

"How about joining hands with me to reshape this world?"

Zuo Simian extended the invitation with a smile.

"Do you wish to declare war on Ashiok?"

Xenagos's expression suddenly became very serious and tense.

He witnessed the death of the sun god Heliod, so he knew how powerful the Nightmare King was.

Otherwise, if the gods had any way out, they would not sit idly by and watch Theros continue to transform into a nightmare world.

"Yes, I will not only declare war on Ashiok, but also on the gods of the plane of Theros.

Since they are not fulfilling their duty to protect this world, there is no need for them to exist.

And you, my friend, you are the king of gods who is qualified to sit on the throne.

Come, let us unite to bring a little shock to Theros, a Ragnarok."

After saying that, Zuo Si took the initiative to stretch out his right hand with a chilling smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)