One day, the world was thrown into chaos!
Every living creature underwent bizarre mutations under the influence of an unknown force.
And it wasn’t just the creatures…
Human civili...
Then comes the quest for divinity...
Hmm... no, I already have a trace of divinity, but this is obviously not enough.
If one seeks to truly become a god, not by relying on the Kingdom of God, but by becoming a god who holds authority, what should one do?
Competing with other righteous gods? You must be joking.
From the look of the goddess of nature, you can tell how powerful the righteous gods are.
Actually...he currently has two preliminary ideas.
One is to take the path he and Zhang Zimin had discussed and start with extraordinary power.
However, there are too many uncertainties, and who knows how long it will take to make any progress in the research on supernatural powers.
Another one...
Start with the evil god!
They are obviously weaker than the true gods, but they undoubtedly hold power.
And...
Meng Yi snorted coldly.
There is a ready-made target, the God of Killing.
You can try to erode the other party's authority, or...
With a snap, the eyeball that had been rolling on the table was caught in his palm.
He suddenly sat up straight.
How much divinity has the God of Slaughter lost?
A strand of silk was lost in Jing'an City, a strand was taken away by the goddess of nature, and perhaps a strand is still left in Wu Tong.
Does the evil god have much divinity?
Moreover, divinity and the wielding of power are closely related. What would happen if the God of Slaughter lost even a trace of his divinity?
Will the Godhood be lost? Even if it isn't, will it be greatly shaken?
Meng Yi's frown relaxed. It was obvious that the God of Slaughter was easier to deal with than the righteous gods.
This path to becoming a god seems to be more reliable than the first one.
"Ha ha ha ha."
In the empty conference room, Meng Yi couldn't help laughing out loud. What should he say?
In this situation, it is hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey.
If the God of Slaughter does not come, there is really nothing I can do to him.
Is it now...
He narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that he had allies in the real world.
As long as we can successfully gather the people from the City of Nature, upgrade a few genuine second-level warriors, and add Xiao Wu and the Red Angel...
It seems that in terms of strength, he can plan to become the God of Killing.
The only problem is, the God of Slaughter is also plotting against him!
Meng Yi's expression turned serious. With the previous lesson in Li Ancheng, he would no longer regard the God of Slaughter as a chaotic madman.
The eyeball on the table began to roll around between his palms again.
The small light bulb slowly landed on his shoulder, and he looked at the table with a tilted head.
Meng Yi frowned, his eyes unfocused...
After experiencing the joint obstruction of Zhang Zimin, the Great Arbitrator, and Xiao Wu, the God of Slaughter must have realized that his own strength in the real world was insufficient.
If He still wants to plot against me, then He must completely admit defeat...
What will you do?
A new blood sacrifice? Without Zhong Qing's cooperation, relying solely on "He" and Wu Tong, even with all the slaughter believers, it is definitely impossible to carry out a blood sacrifice on the scale of 100,000 people.
The major fortress cities would not allow a first-tier sub-god to descend and do whatever he wanted.
Then we can only find another way out... New help...
Who can the God of Killing turn to?
Meng Yi took a deep breath and said to himself: Make assumptions from the worst-case scenario.
In the short term, the only threat to me could be the Blood Priest...
The Weaver may have discovered some problems.
So... the God of Slaughter dared to contact the righteous gods? Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Besides, how did the God of Slaughter know that the Blood Priest might target him? It doesn't make sense...
Meng Yi laughed at himself in his heart, thinking that he was overthinking it.
Immediately, his scalp felt numb.
wrong!
The God of Slaughter didn't need to know that the Blood Priest might be targeting him. He just needed to find someone...
The state is not right, righteous god!