Chapter 565 Dear God of Murder Baal, is that you? (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)



The sky was covered with dark clouds where the sun would never be seen, and there were strange stones with painful human faces growing all around. There was an endless desolate plain, and rivers and streams were red like blood. Even the air was filled with the smell of death...

This is the kingdom of Baal, the god of murder, a place that will make you feel extremely scared, painful and depressed at all times.

Only in such an environment would the souls of mortals be quickly driven crazy by enormous external pressure after completing reincarnation, becoming cold and bloodthirsty.

After the death of all Baal's followers, they will inevitably continue to hunt each other in this desolate country to satisfy the god of murder's desire for violence, blood, and death.

In addition, there are evil creatures from the lower planes, such as demons, yugoloths, devils, etc., who will also join this endless killing game in order to hunt souls.

Judging from the layout of the kingdom and the set rules, it can be said that among the three gods of death, Baal is the one with the lowest level and the least pattern, taste and rational thinking.

Just as the outside world commented, he was a beast that succumbed to primitive instincts and impulses.

Even when his influence was at its peak, his followers and the church did not dare to openly build temples, but instead carried out secret activities in hidden and dark places.

Otherwise, once they show up, they will definitely be besieged by the local lords and other churches.

After all, when these guys carry out assassinations and bloody sacrificial rituals, they don't care whether the targets are civilians or nobles, the lower ruled class or the upper ruling class.

Therefore, the ruling class generally believed that the actions of Baal and his followers posed a huge threat to the safety of themselves and their families and must be ruthlessly eliminated.

This is why the faith of Baal is generally concentrated in towns where thieves guilds are rampant, public security is extremely poor, and various illegal activities are rampant.

Only in places that are chaotic enough will people who see no hope be more inclined to use violence and killing to get what they want, whether it is power, wealth, social status or power.

But the interesting thing is that usually the death of a god usually means that his kingdom will quickly collapse in a short period of time.

When Cyric killed the Third Midnight, the latter's kingdom, the Heart of Spells, collapsed at an unimaginable speed, even implicated Azuth, the god of mages who also lived there.

However, the situation of Baal, the god of murder, is obviously special.

He was in an incomplete form as a saint when he fell, and most of his power as a god was retained in the Blood Throne at the center of the kingdom.

Therefore, death did not cause the total collapse of the entire country, but only disintegrated at a very slow pace in the marginal areas, and it would take at least several hundred years to completely disappear.

A similar situation is the Castle of Eternal Radiance of the ancient sun god Amaunator located in the Mechanical Realm.

This ancient sun god had more than one kingdom, but the rest collapsed with his death.

It is said that this is due to his great contributions to order, law, and contract during his lifetime, which were recognized by the will of the Mechanical Realm, so his kingdom is still well preserved.

There are even a large number of lawful petitioners living inside, chanting poems praising the sun god day and night, hoping that the god they believe in can return again.

Therefore, the kingdom of God is a very complex research topic.

It is neither a spiritual home and soul destination completely shaped by the power of gods as described by many churches, nor will it necessarily collapse with the death of gods. There are many factors involved.

To put it simply, the kingdoms in the outer planes are more like the homes of the gods' spiritual entities.

God can not only renovate and decorate an existing unfinished house, but also build a house from scratch.

The so-called "unfinished house" is equivalent to the outer planes such as Hell, Abyss, Paradise, and Mechanical Realm. Building a house by yourself is equivalent to creating the plane you are in through divine power.

Most importantly, the residences of these gods are not static, and they occasionally choose to move.

For example, the kingdoms of the second-generation magic goddess and the third-generation magic goddess are not in the same place.

The Heart of Spell was built by Midnight himself after he was deified.

And the kingdom of God is not unique.

A few gods establish more than one kingdom for some purpose.

But usually, its spiritual entity can only exist in one of these realms.

Because of the diversity and complexity of the kingdom of gods, it is quite difficult even for one god to kill another.

Not to mention that after a god kills a god, he will fall into a period of weakness for a long time.

So weak that any strong mortal with even a little divine power could easily kill it.

This is why almost every god has a few chosen people to a greater or lesser extent.

In addition to the function of carrying out dangerous tasks, the Chosen People actually also bear the responsibility of avenging their gods after they are murdered.

In this way, a stable cycle of deterrence is formed between gods and gods, gods and the elect, and the elect and the elect.

The third generation magic goddess Midnight believed in this deterrent power too much and felt that if Xirik had a little bit of common sense, he would not dare to kill her.

Otherwise, once it enters a period of weakness, many voters such as Elminster will be able to immediately attack it and counterattack.

It’s a pity that deterrence only works on calm and rational people.

What she met was a truly reckless lunatic.

As a result, without sufficient psychological preparation, Midnight eventually died at the hands of Cyric, triggering the third famous magic network out of control in Toril's history.

Fortunately, with Zuo Si's intervention, Xirik has now fallen to a demigod with weak divine power, and no one on the West Coast and its surrounding areas is willing to believe in this lunatic.

In particular, public opinion was guided to allow bards to compile a large number of jokes, stories, comic puppet shows and satirical stage plays, which directly portrayed the once powerful Prince of Lies as a complete clown.

Anyone who has seen the scene of him being beaten by the gods will no longer have even the slightest respect or admiration for this god.

The decline of Cyric's power directly led to the complete loss of control of the power of the Blood Throne in the Kingdom of Baal, which could give the Sons of Baal even greater power.

At this moment, Yagasula was standing on a huge black rock, looking up at the gray sky. All the injuries on his body had long disappeared, replaced by a huge body infused with divine power by the Blood Throne.

If the four-meter-tall half-fire giant before was regarded as a small hill, then he is now a steep peak, with an estimated height of more than thirty or forty meters, emitting destructive power with every move.

Any scholar or wizard who has studied gods and divine power can easily see what this giant form means.

Apparently, after his epiphany, this Son of Bhaal had gained power equivalent to that of a demigod.

Although he is not yet a complete demigod who has completely spiritualized himself, there is basically no big difference in strength.

"Do you feel it, my dear brother?

This is the power from my father! The power of the true God! I have been recognized by the entire country to some extent! Even the Blood Throne is cheering for me! From this moment on, I am the master of this country that once belonged to my father, and the only heir to the Blood Throne.

Only I, and only I, am qualified to be the new God of Murder."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Yagasura suddenly raised the giant's arm and made a grasping gesture.

The next second...

Boom!!! A mountain several thousand meters high rose directly from the ground, completely changing the surrounding landforms, and boiling hot magma gushed out from the inside of the mountain.

In less than a few seconds, the area within a radius of ten kilometers changed into a completely different scene.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the power of the true God, who can shape everything around him as he pleases.

Moreover, with the appearance of volcanoes and the continuous eruption of magma, Yagasura's giant body that was beyond ordinary people's comprehension continued to grow, and the blood vessels throughout the shallow layer of skin emitted a faint red light as if energy was flowing.

"So...are you ready for a second round with me?"

Davidian took the initiative to step forward, immersing most of his body in the red magma, continuously absorbing the energy of the fire element from it.

Yagasura glanced at the opponent who had been fighting with him for several days without a clear winner, and responded in a very calm tone: "No, you are no longer qualified to be my opponent.

Because the only one who can truly fight against God is God.

Let my brother come, he is the only one who is qualified to fight with me.

As for you, you are just a witness to this battle.

Once I kill him and take away the power of my father within him, I will immediately set out to find the last few brothers and sisters."

"Only gods can fight against gods? Sorry, I don't quite agree with your point of view. What's more, I don't know who it is. He just knelt on the ground and begged me to spare his life."

Davian sneered and said sarcastically, then leaped forward, intending to continue relying on the blessing of the Blazing Death Sword to fight with his opponent.

Although the giant in front of Yagasula has reached an exaggerated size of thirty or forty meters, it is still far inferior to the Flame Dragon.

Having an advantage in size means that you are unlikely to be at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

But unfortunately, the Flame Dragon Knight did not know and did not understand that the true body and incarnation of God were completely different from other creatures.

Their basic attributes on paper have no reference value at all.

Often, all one needs to do is inject divine power into their body to immediately surpass the limits of what mortals can understand, allowing one to easily lift a city, a continent, or even a planet.

So when Davian rushed forward and wanted to pounce on him and bite him, a war hammer comparable to his current size suddenly appeared in Yagasura's hand, and he swung it around and smashed it hard on him.

boom!!!!!!!!!!

Along with the white shock wave formed by supersonic speed, the Flame Dragon Knight's body, which was 200 meters long including the tail and neck, instantly became like a tattered rag doll. It flew out with a deafening roar, drew a graceful parabola across the sky, and then landed with a bang in the crater of a volcano that rose from the ground a few kilometers away.

And at the moment the hammer hit, the entire chest and half of the body shattered, like a magnificent firework formed by liquid flames splashing in all directions.

With just one strike, Davian, who stood at the top of mortals and even surpassed mortals to a certain extent, was severely hit.

His exit just illustrates the huge gap in strength between mortals and true gods.

This is obviously not something that can be compensated by hard work and study.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Sancho's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then in an instant he released divine power and spells to bless himself with several magic spells specifically used to defend against physical attacks, and he was determined not to let the other party get close.

But just a second later he realized that he had made a common sense mistake.

That is, the power of God is never restricted by so-called "profession" like that of mortals.

Yagasula suddenly cast a teleportation magic and flashed to a place less than ten meters away from the former. Then he swung the huge war hammer and delivered a heavy blow with the advantage of his arm length.

Boom!!!! The spell that Sancho had cast was shattered in half by the attack of divine power in an instant.

Like a baseball hit by a bat, he flew along the ground for a distance, then began to rub and roll, plowing out a two-meter-deep trench.

When he stopped, his whole body was soaked in dark red blood, and his face was filled with shock and disbelief.

Because since he became Zuo Si's apprentice, he had never suffered such a serious injury. He could not understand why Yagasula, who was obviously just a warrior, could cast teleportation magic and break so many layers of magical protection on his body at once.

Even the force wall technique, which is said to be able to withstand all physical damage, is no exception.

"You're surprised, aren't you?"

Yagasula did not chase after him immediately, but stopped where he was and looked down at his brother who had killed his adoptive mother.

"Ahem, ahem - how on earth did you shatter the spell that I infused with divine power to release it?"

Sancho struggled to climb out of the pit while coughing up blood, trying to activate his Son of Baal's regenerative ability to heal quickly.

But for some reason, the powerful regenerative ability seemed to have lost its effect and there was no reaction at all. The wound was still bleeding.

With no other options, he could only take out a bottle of the highest-level healing potion, tilted his head back and drank it.

moment!

The wound that was bleeding in the last second healed in the next second.

“It’s very simple. In the confrontation of divine power, my divine power is far greater than the divine power you injected into those spells. Naturally, I can easily defeat your spells.

What's more, I have already obtained extraordinary divine powers.

And you are just a quasi-god who has ignited the spark of divinity.

The wounds that just now kept bleeding and could not be healed by regeneration were caused by me through [Injury].

From now on, every melee attack I make will use this extraordinary power.

Until you have used up your last bottle of healing potion and spell, and finally you can only watch yourself bleed to death. "

As he spoke, Yagasula once again released divine power emitting blood-red light from his hand, which directly covered the surface of his arm and the hammer.

Extraordinary divine power?

When Sancho heard this term, his face suddenly turned very ugly.

Because he had once read a related book in the library of Askatla and knew that this was a power that could only be mastered by a demigod.

Even the lowest level of supernatural power is definitely not something that mortals can resist.

Among them, the extraordinary power called [Inflict Strike] leaves an irreparable wound on the target. Only sufficiently powerful healing spells and potions can offset this effect.

There is no doubt that the Yagasura in front of him is different from all the enemies Sancho has encountered before. He is a son of Baal who truly masters the power of demigod.

While powers like his extraordinary powers might only work within the realm of Baal, he did surpass Jon Ernicus on the path to deification.

Just as Yagasura said, this is an absolute war between gods.

The most important thing is that the "Five Ethnic Groups" that we will face next may all be at this level...

Just as Sancho began to wonder how he could defeat a demigod, Yagasura teleported again.

However, this time the former obviously learned the lesson from the previous lesson and also instantly cast a short-distance teleportation magic to avoid entering the opponent's attack radius.

But just as he was teleported out, the boy saw Yagasura in the distance raise his hand and point at his location.

Immediately afterwards, a shock wave formed by flames flew across a distance of hundreds of meters at an extremely fast speed and flew straight towards this side.

【Energy Absorption——Flame】

Sancho immediately cast the seven-ring protective magic without even thinking about it.

Its greatest feature is that it can increase resistance to all energy damage and absorb a specified type of energy and convert it into a healing effect.

Just when the boy was confident that his magic could withstand the opponent's fire attack, he was suddenly hit in the chest as if by a war hammer. Not only did he spurt out a large amount of blood with a "wow" sound, but his body also retreated repeatedly under the impact, and finally fell on his back on the ground.

What happened? Sancho stared at the piercing pain, a little confused as to why the energy absorption did not work when the fire impact came.

Fortunately, this attack was not fatal, and there was no [Critical Attack] effect.

Relying on his regenerative ability, he quickly got up and asked, "Was that also supernatural power just now?"

“Yes, the name of this extraordinary divine power is Divine Power Shock Wave.

Although it looks like flame, it actually has nothing to do with flame.

It can be strong wind, lightning, or frost, but I personally prefer fire.

Now you should know the difference between you and me, right? As a quasi-god, you can't possibly beat me as a demigod.

Especially in this country of Father Baal, the authority I have is much higher than yours."

As he said this, Yagasula unleashed his powerful demigod power without reservation, creating a huge meteorite out of thin air. It streaked across the gray sky above his head and fell towards where Sancho was.

Needless to say, he wanted to use this attack to completely eliminate this young but promising brother.

Damn it!

What should I do? Block with the Bigbye Smashing Palm?

Or should he cast a wall of force? Or should he simply use a cross-dimensional teleportation spell like the Gate to Another World to escape?

Sancho's brain started working at high speed.

In the end, he chose a method that Yagasura had never expected.

That is to use the eight-ring spell system [Labyrinth Technique] to send yourself into an alien maze to avoid the attack of meteorites falling from the sky.

boom!!!!!!

But unfortunately, in the center of the deep pit, there were no broken corpses as Yagasula expected to see, only stones and soil emitting scorching heat.

"Escaped?"

Yagasura frowned subconsciously.

尽管他在力量等级上已经是个不折不扣的半神,可战斗习惯与思维方式并没有太大的变化,仍旧是个纯粹的战士。

或许偶尔使用一下传送魔法、神力冲击波可能没什么太大的问题。

但要真涉及到复杂的法术规则运用、攻防和博弈,根本不可能是真正传奇法师的对手。

尤其是后者铁了心要跑,雅加苏拉根本没有什么太好的办法。

毕竟他是巴尔之子,桑乔也同样是巴尔之子,在这个属于谋杀之神的国度内都拥有一定的特殊权限。

不用问也知道,这家伙根本没有法术辨识能力,同样也分不清楚传送魔法、禁锢术和迷宫术之间的区别。

当看到对手借助魔法力量消失之后,第一反应就是对方跑了。

就在巨人犹豫究竟是现在就返回物质世界,还是原地再等上一会儿的时候,突然看到了一抹异样亮光在空气中闪烁。

下一秒……

通往未知空间的裂隙凭空开启,紧跟着一个虚幻的人影渐渐从模糊变得清晰,最后彻底凝结成实体。

“什么人?你也是巴尔之子吗?”

雅加苏拉眯起眼睛盯着这个突然出现的黑发青年质问道。

也不知道为什么,他总感觉对方似乎散发出一种让自己感到不安的气息。

“不,我跟巴尔那个蠢货可没有半点血缘上的关系,更不要把我跟他放在一起相提并论。

我的名字叫索斯,相信你应该早就听过才对。

顺便提一句,被你打成重伤的焰龙骑士戴维安是我的随从; 而刚才差点被用陨石砸死的桑乔则是我的弟子。”

左思没有半点遮遮掩掩的意思,非常干脆表明了身份。

透过魔法水晶球看了半天好戏的他基本已经确定,包括雅加苏拉在内的“五裔”,应该都触摸到了半神这力量等级的边缘或是已经成为半神。

这也就意味着,一旦成为微弱神力的半神,以戴维安和桑乔的力量根本不可能是他们对手。

雅加苏拉就是最好的例子。

在还是准神没有晋升为半神的时候,戴维安还能与其打个有来有回势均力敌,甚至在对方失去不死之身之后呈现出了碾压的姿态。

可他一旦顿悟从鲜血王座获得额外的力量成为半神,蕴含大量神力的一击就重创了焰龙骑士。

导致后者到现在还浸泡在火山内部的岩浆中缓慢恢复伤势。

同为巴尔之子和准神的桑乔倒是还能挣扎一下,但由于对神这种生物了解太少,而且根本没有这方面的战斗经验,所以也被打得毫无还手之力。

思前想后,刚刚从炽天神侍那里拿到了合法入场券的左思果断决定亲自下场。

“索斯?你就是那个西海岸帝国的皇帝!两位女神共同的选民!”

雅加苏拉迅速从记忆中找到了相关的内容,眼睛里闪过一丝惊讶。

作为一名半神,他拥有超越凡人的记忆力,可以回想起任何自己经历过的事情、听说过的谈话内容。

更何况从“五裔”联盟成立以来就一直在卡林衫与泰瑟尔边境地区活动,自然不可能不关注这片地区真正统治者的动向。

无论是派出去的探子,还是走南闯北的商人,都会带来许多关于帝国的消息。

在力量不强的时候,他们都非常小心不去触怒这个庞然大物,以及它身后的那个主人。

不过现在嘛……

随着五裔开始大踏步朝着通往不朽的道路迈进,已经不太把这个“凡人”兼神祇选民的皇帝放在眼里了。

一直在暗中观察巴尔之子动向的左思当然知道对方的想法,但是却并没有因为这点小小的冒犯而生气,反倒是面带微笑点了点头。

“没错,就是我。不过我的身份不止于此,可能比你知道的还要稍微多一些、复杂一些。”

“那你到来的目的呢?为自己的随从和徒弟报仇?还是也在窥探鲜血王座的力量?”

雅加苏拉身体微微前倾,摆出一副充满威严和侵略性的姿态。

不用问也知道,刚才短暂的战斗给了他极大的信心,觉得即便是动起手来也依旧可以轻松赢得胜利。

毕竟自己现在已经是个半神了。

“不,我才不会因为这些无聊的理由来找你的麻烦。

事实上我出现在这里只为一件事情。

那就是单纯的想要杀掉你,顺便测试一下某些法术和武器的威力。

别担心,这个过程应该会很快,你不会感受到太多的痛苦。”

当最后一个字脱口而出的刹那,左思手中的一张卡牌瞬间变成了紧紧握在掌心的法杖。

还没等雅加苏拉来得及做出反应,惊人的能量便被注入到法杖内进行燃烧、沸腾、反复提纯和压缩,随后化作一片银色的火焰直接扑向他。

“啊啊啊啊啊!!!!!!!!!!”

才短短一刹那,这个刚刚获得了半神力量的巴尔之子就感受到了语言无法形容的痛苦。

那巨大的身体在银火焚烧下迅速崩溃瓦解,并且仿佛附骨之疽一样不断侵蚀着作为神明最宝贵的精神与灵魂。

很显然,这火焰就是源自于魔网核心的银火和其他一些能量混合在一起,借助强大神器制造出来的,绝对拥有足以伤害到神明的力量。

而那根神器法杖则是当初老龙尼可·波拉斯送给左思的奖赏,

它原本来自于多明纳里亚时空远古时代人造神明——魔法之母卡若娜的专属神器。

后来因为卡若娜的陨落而失去了大部分的力量。

来到费伦之后又被三代魔法女神午夜进行了修复、改造和强化。

即便是对于拥有众多神器的左思而言,这根法杖的威力也足以排进前三,是可以在与神明对战中使用的武器。

看到雅加苏拉痛苦不堪的样子,以及正在迅速崩溃的巨大身体,左思不由得微微翘起嘴角评价道:“相当令人满意的结果。

消耗区区一百点通用魔法值就能伤害到半神,其中有一半应该归功于银火。

看来在与中等神力以下的神明战斗时,在不追求消灭对方的情况下,光靠这根法杖就足够了。

接下来再测试一下尼可·波拉斯传授专门针对神明的魔法咒语吧。

希望效果可以像他描绘的那样好用……”

“混蛋!身为凡人,你怎么敢伤害伟大的神明!”

雅加苏拉强忍着剧痛和身上大片被烧焦的皮肤、肌肉,挣扎着从地上站了起来。

随着释放的能量被消耗殆尽,那不停燃烧的银色火焰终于在与神力的对抗中慢慢熄灭。

从眼睛里透露出来的震惊和愤怒不难看出,他显然对于左思能够伤害到自己而感到无法理解。

“抱歉,你还不是神,仅仅只是暂时拥有了半神的力量。

真正的神是舍弃肉体凡胎的纯粹精神。

而你之所以能成为半神则主要来自于鲜血王座的支持。

如果切断了联系,包括你在内的所有的巴尔之子都会瞬间被打回原形。

另外,就算是真正的神明又能怎么样。

杀死像你这样的半神我又不是第一次干了。”

说罢,左思胸口的旅法师火花开始绽放出刺眼的光亮,张开嘴开始吟唱一种雅加苏拉根本听不懂的语言,或者说是某种未知的咒语。

要知道成为半神之后,可是拥有可以听懂这个宇宙大部分智慧种族语言、看懂他们书写文字的能力。

所以雅加苏拉立刻变得异常警惕,二话不说抡起锤子就想要复刻之前与桑乔的战斗,以迅雷不及掩耳之势通过神力打断施法。

可就在他发起进攻的刹那,左思已经凭借自己超人般的施法速度完成了咒语的吟唱,伸出手指轻轻朝着正前方一指。

瞬间!

一股力量被注入到了位于巴尔国度最核心的鲜血王座内。

随即雅加苏拉整个人就像傻了一样,大脑瞬间变得一片空白,向前冲锋的脚步也变得越来越慢、越来越慢,最后彻底停了下来,一动不动的站在原地。

从巨人脸上那双眼睛的瞳孔里,可以清晰看到大量混乱驳杂的信息不断在脑海中回荡,以至于他彻底失去了思考和辨识的能力,宛如行尸走肉般任人宰割。

左思见状立刻忍不住大笑起来:“哈哈哈哈!有意思!简直太有意思了!

原来尼可·波拉斯说的都是真的。

只要找到对方力量的来源,即便是神也可以被洗脑和控制,变成唯命是从的仆人。

身为巴尔之子,雅加苏拉的力量源头自然就是脚下的巴尔国度,以及屹立在国度中心的鲜血王座。

我通过这个魔法混淆没有任何意识的鲜血王座,就能做到影响所有的巴尔之子。

除非是像巴萨扎那种完全舍弃了巴尔力量的人,否则没有谁可以幸免。”

Needless to say, the magic spell Zuo Si just used was the same power that the old dragon used to brainwash and control the native gods in Amonkhet.

This is a spell created by the Numenar wizards, an ancient magical civilization on the plane of Dominaria.

It is different from Toril's special casting environment with a magic network.

The biggest feature of this magic civilization is that all magic spells can be effective in almost any time and space in the multiverse, and there is no need for the planeswalker to connect through land cards.

Of course, in those worlds where there are gods above gods, it is still unknown whether the power of spells will be rejected or banned by the gods above gods.

But what is certain is that in this realm without Baal, it can indeed influence the Sons of Baal who draw power from the Blood Throne.

This undoubtedly gave Zuo Si great inspiration, making him realize that the spells taught by Nicol Bolas could indeed be used against gods.

Just as he was taking this opportunity to conduct more experiments on Yagasura, a violent vibration suddenly came from the direction of the Blood Throne in the kingdom.

Boom! Thunder roared in the sky, along with a large amount of blood-red divine lightning.

About two or three seconds later, a bolt of lightning with a radius of ten meters suddenly fell from the sky and hit Yagasura's body with a bang.

moment!

This guy was like a chicken with blood injected. Claws, horns, tail and thick cuticle grew on his body at an incredible speed. Then he broke free from the influence of magic, lay on the ground and roared like a wild beast.

"roar!!!!!!!!"

The huge roar alone caused spider-web-like cracks to appear on the rocks on the ground.

If this is converted into game values, the sonic damage should at least be comparable to that of a fourth-ring spell.

Fortunately, Zuo Si was not affected at all thanks to his super magic resistance and immunity from the Great Devil. Instead, he couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Dear God of Murder Baal, is that you?"

Obviously, no one else can free the Blood Throne and Yagasura from the influence of spells at the same time and mobilize divine power to greatly strengthen the latter, except for the true master of the entire country.

"Get out of my country, devil! Both the Blood Throne and the Death Priesthood belong to me! Don't even think about taking them away from me!"

Yagasura, who had completely transformed into a beast, roared with his bloody mouth wide open.

Like Aberdare, this poor son of Bhaal was inevitably corrupted and controlled by his father.

“Belongs to you?

Haha, why do I remember that the original owner of these things was some ancient god of death? As for you, you are just the lucky guy who happened to pick up the treasure while walking on the roadside.

And the word lucky may even need to be put in quotation marks.

After all, if it were me, I would not easily believe any word that came out of that person's mouth.

They would not believe that he would be so kind as to give away all the divine duties that were enough to create two powerful divine powers and one medium-power divine power to three mortals free of charge.

Although I am not quite sure what happened back then, I am sure there must be something fishy about it.

The most important thing is that you have been dead for a long time. How can you stop me?

What gave you the courage to stop me by showing up as a remnant soul?"

As he spoke, Zuo Si instantly released all his strength as the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, and directly used the great devil-like power second only to Asmodeus to wipe out all the rules established by the God of Murder within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, turning it into a complete purgatory and making it tend towards the evil and lawful camp.

Not only that!

The dimensional power from Baator Hell also continuously gushed out from underground.

After a short while, tens of thousands of devil legions were teleported over.

With the dual effects of strong discipline and organizational ability, they quickly established a clear hierarchy and began to show an attitude of launching an all-out war.

In this universe, no force or god dares to underestimate the combat effectiveness of the devil army.

If it weren't for the endless demons and bloody battles, the military force under the command of the Lord of Hell at every level would be terrifying.

Especially in a place like Baal, where the country itself is already dead and the entire country is in an extremely weak state, whether the army of demons or the army of devils comes, it means a catastrophe.

The appearance of more and more devil legions obviously put Bal, who wanted to force Zuo Si to retreat by threats and intimidation, in a difficult situation.

Because he knew that with the power of Yagasula and the Blood Throne, it would be difficult to deal with the big devil Zuo Si, not to mention the huge army of devils coming over.

Once the fighting started, not only would his own resurrection plan be ruined, but the entire country might be completely reduced to ruins by the enemy's plundering.

But at the same time, Bal cannot bow his head and admit defeat.

Otherwise, the greedy demons would most likely see his weakness and launch a war even more unscrupulously.

Just when the tense atmosphere was about to reach its climax, Zuo Si seized an opportunity and rushed forward, wielding his dragon claws that were comparable to divine weapons and cutting a horrific wound deep enough to see the bone on the body of Yagasura controlled by Baal.

Poof! Blood gushed out like a broken water pipe.

The intense pain instantly brought Bal back to his senses, and he roared and wanted to fight back.

But he obviously forgot that the devils never care about fighting alone, but prefer to fight in a team.

To put it in a more understandable way, they always like to bully the weak and the majority bully the minority.

So the moment Baal pounced on Zuo Si, a large number of Zerg Demon guards rushed up and launched a shameless sneak attack from behind.

The commander of the Hell Demons even led the team personally, ordering tens of thousands of low- and middle-level demons to pounce on the huge beast body of Yagasura, like densely packed ants, using weapons blessed by evil magic power in their hands to tear the skin and chisel out bleeding wounds one after another.

Although these wounds were like mosquito and ant bites to Yagasura controlled by Baal, they were not even minor injuries.

But what's really scary about it is that the attacks are constant.

When a small devil or a hook devil is crushed to death by the huge body, another devil will immediately take its place, and will even use its teeth to bite the foul-smelling flesh and blood to fix itself and prevent being thrown away in the fierce battle.

At first glance, the opponent's huge body looked like it was covered with a layer of blood-sucking worms, which was creepy...

(End of this chapter)


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