Silvanus might have noticed it, but His Majesty the Thunder God's attitude and actions towards Eldas seemed to have blinded his eyes...

Thinking of this, Talos sighed lightly.

"Silvanus, let's split up our forces. In compliance with the will of the great sun god, Pero, we must clear this layer of the abyss in a short period of time."

"Okay, I'll go northwest."

Silvanus nodded and flew towards the northwest with his gods and believers.

But before leaving, Silvanus's eyes paused for a moment on Talos's back.

"My dear friend."

Hearing Silvanus' voice, Talos paused.

"What's wrong?"

His voice was much calmer than before.

"During the war, put away your unfathomable wisdom. We have only one goal, and that is to repel the demons and prevent the invasion of the Endless Abyss."

Obviously, Silvanus also saw something.

But his choice was completely different from Talos'.

Perhaps it was due to the complicated relationship between Eldath and Krober, or perhaps it was due to Silvanus's own unique personality, that he became one of the very few gods among the powerful group of gods who could truly regard Krober as one of his own.

I remember once he said without reservation:

"Those who, relying on their own weak strength, dare to reject such a powerful being, if one day His Highness Pero becomes disappointed in you and chooses to abandon you."

"Then there is no doubt that you will be the first batch of pitiful victims to be ruthlessly sent out to appease the wrath of His Majesty the Thunder God."

You know, Silvanus is a well-deserved god of nature. To be more precise, it would be more appropriate to call him the god of wild nature.

It is this overly strong wildness that makes him look a little rough and unruly at times.

However, at the same time, this wildness also gave Silvanus an intuition as sharp as that of a wild beast.

As we all know, beasts have always respected the strong.

In their world, they always firmly follow the cruel but extremely realistic law of survival of the fittest - the strong are the strong!

In order to continue to survive tenaciously, one must willingly submit to the strong.

Because of this, for Silvanus, no matter who it is, as long as they have strong enough power, they are worthy of his awe and respect.

Even though Krober was just a strange god from the outside world with great divine power, in the eyes of Silvanus, he was still a terrifying existence that could easily take his life, and he never looked down on him.

And Talos is obviously much more "human" than him.

This also led to the fact that he, the powerful God of Storms, had some grudges against Krober.

Others may not know it, but his heart is as clear as a mirror.

Ever since His Majesty the Thunder God appeared out of nowhere like a divine soldier sent from heaven and displayed his astonishing strength, Talos has been racking his brains all the time to figure out how to obtain even the smallest bit of the origin of thunder.

Because as long as he can get what he wants, he can make the storm he controls even more powerful and gain the blessing of thunder power.

However, ideals are full, but reality is extremely skinny.

His Majesty the Thunder God's control over the origin of "thunder" is extremely tight and watertight!

To make matters worse, the world of Faerun is unable to naturally give birth to a powerful force like thunder.

As a result, Talos's originally well-planned plan never came true.

“…”

Talos stood there in silence for a long time, his heart filled with resentment and helplessness.

After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses and muttered to himself through gritted teeth:

"Hmph! If anyone dares to claim that you, Silvanus, are unintelligent and uncalculating, I will without hesitation extract their soul and burn it in the blazing divine fire for a full thousand years to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Hearing this, Silvanus smiled slightly and responded softly:

"Thank you for your compliment and reminder, my dear friend."

After saying that, Talos waved his hand gently, turned around and walked away, soon disappearing in the distance.

Looking at his receding figure, Silvanus said goodbye:

"Goodbye, my dear friend. May we all successfully achieve our respective goals."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and hurriedly embarked on his own journey. After all, there were still arduous tasks waiting for him to complete.

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This war.

Oh no.

If we have to give it a more accurate name, perhaps "plundering operation" would be more appropriate.

After all, the essence of this action is not fierce fighting and large-scale confrontation in the traditional sense, but a crazy grabbing and plundering of resources and wealth.

What is surprising is that such an action lasted for nearly half a year, but if you think about it carefully, it did not exceed the plan they had made in advance by much.

You know, the endless abyss is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Each layer of the abyss was previously an independent and complete world, with a unique ecological environment, civilization system and even powerful magical power.

However, when the demons launch a bloody invasion and successfully conquer these worlds, the abyss consciousness will exert its mysterious power, ruthlessly pulling the entire world into itself, making it part of the abyss.

Because of this, the area of ​​each layer of the abyss is vast and boundless, beyond people's imagination.

If an ordinary mortal without any special abilities were to explore one of the layers of the abyss on foot, it would probably be difficult for him to complete the entire circle in his lifetime.

Fortunately, the military members involved in this operation were no ordinary people.

Even the weakest soldier in the team is a professional who has undergone rigorous training and possesses professional skills, with physical fitness and combat qualities far beyond that of ordinary people.

It is precisely with the help of such an elite army that they can march at an extremely fast speed, exterminating demons and collecting resources at the same time.

However, they all tacitly left the central area empty.

Because there, the four great divine powers of the world of Faerun were fighting fiercely with Babaculo.

After half a year of fighting, even with the powerful vitality and physical strength of the great divine power level, plus the bonus provided by the abyss world, Babakulo has run out of energy and is about to give up.

"Damn you maggots! I won't let you win so easily!"