"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.

只见一个足有城市那么大且长满成千上万条触手和满是尖牙大嘴的怪物，正在释放一种恐怖的黑暗力量扭曲着周围的一切。

整个城市的居民已经差不多完全被腐化成了大大小小外形略有差异的无面者。

“这是……上古之神？”

左思难以置信的跳起了眉毛。

但很快他就发现这个怪物其实并没有自我意识，只是在原始本能的驱使下活动。

同样的他也回想起自己上一次来到这个时空的时候，好像是朝几个不长眼的倒霉蛋释放了一点上古之神的力量，将其扭曲成了不可名状的小玩意。

可问题是这些小玩意是如何失去控制成长为现在这种规模的？

正常来说不应该是发现之后，各大神殿就会立刻出手将其消灭吗？

正当左思有点搞不清楚状况的时候，一道散发着圣洁光芒的熟悉身影突然从天而降，用疲惫不堪的语气感叹道：“谢天谢地，你总算是来了。”

银色的铠甲、白色的披风加兜帽，还有散发着金色光芒的圣剑。

光凭这打扮就能一眼辨认出来者不是别人，正是擅长使用白色法术力的旅法师——艾紫培。

“这里发生了什么？”

左思用不是很确定的语气问。

“是安梭苛！ 这个疯狂的家伙召唤出了一个外表跟你十分相似的恐怖梦魇，先是对信仰诸神的祭祀和信徒大开杀戒削弱他们的力量，然后又掀起了一场神战。

他想要在诸神的内心之中种下恐惧的种子。

眼下太阳神赫利欧德、胜利之神伊洛安斯、欺瞒之神斐纳克、狩猎女神倪勒娅都已经死了。

最重要的是随着恐惧情绪开始在诸神和凡人之中快速蔓延，这个时空正在不可逆转的梦魇化。

安梭苛的力量也开始变得越来越强大，就连至高的天际神克罗芬斯也开始拿他无可奈何。

如果不能阻止这个家伙，那么这个世界将会被无尽的恐惧跟噩梦吞噬。

你现在感到的这些强大怪物就是安梭苛通过某种方式创造出来的。

一旦它出现在某个城邦中，用不了多久便会从精神和灵魂层面对一个人造成不可逆转的影响……”

艾紫培没有任何隐瞒，迅速把这段时间发生的事情全部抖落出来。

尤其是安梭苛当着众目睽睽之下强行轰杀太阳神赫利欧德，并将其头颅割下来悬挂在后者被自己鲜血染红的神殿顶端，彻底打碎了这个时空神明高傲与自大的面具。

再加上之前贪欢神谢纳戈斯点燃的第一把火，凡人对于神明原本虔诚的信仰和崇拜迅速崩塌。

毕竟神是不能流血的，如果流血了神就不再是神，更不用提被以近乎羞辱的方式当众虐杀。

掌握最高权柄的天际神克罗芬斯开始拿安梭苛无可奈何，就是塞洛斯时空诸神力量遭到大幅度削弱，甚至是崩溃瓦解的征兆。

“呵呵，真不愧是有资格成为下一个天灾的梦魇之王，我还真是有点小看他了。”

左思抿起嘴角露出了玩味的笑容。

他显然很清楚那个从金吉塔厦恐惧中诞生的梦魇究竟有多么强大，并且绝对拥有弑杀神明的力量。

只是万万没想到，对方居然会玩得这么大，妄图把整个塞洛斯时空都变成梦魇世界，作为自己力量的来源。

一旦这个计划成功，那么安梭苛就会完成蜕变，成为继尼可·波拉斯、乌金和左思之后，第四个有资格上桌成为棋手的旅法师。

因为有了第一个被彻底梦魇化的时空，他就能转化第二个、第三个、第四个，直至成百上千个，力量也会随之滚雪球般的壮大。

更何况像塞洛斯时空这种拥有神的地方，神明一旦被恐惧和噩梦所吞噬绝对会变成不逊色于永生煞神一样的存在。

“咿呀呀！”

小安妮显然被突然出现的艾紫培吸引，立马伸出肉嘟嘟的胳膊想要去抓对方手中那柄闪闪发光的圣剑。

“这个可爱的小家伙是谁？”

艾紫培这才注意到左思怀里还抱着一个婴儿，原本锐利的眼神一下子就变得温柔起来。

“安妮，我的女儿。”

说话的瞬间，左思以极其熟练的动作制止了这位小祖宗想要释放力量夺取圣剑的举动。

也不知道是不是错觉，他在亲自养女儿的这段时间里，对于能量的变化是越来越敏感了，而且反应速度也提高了不少。

最开始的时候还仅仅只是替小安妮搞出来的破坏擦屁股，后来一点一点就能在她有所行动的刹那把危险扼杀在摇篮之中。

现在更是变成了一种不经过大脑思考的下意识反应。

眼下如果有谁敢在左思的面前施法，哪怕是使用了超魔技巧法术瞬发，亦或是瞬间激活的旅法师法术卡牌，他也能在一定程度上予以干扰和反制。

“女儿？你居然结婚了？”

艾紫培明显吃了一惊。

毕竟左思的年纪看上去并不大，充其量也就是二十岁出头，怎么看都不像是已经结婚生子的样子。

左思笑着解释道：“是政治婚姻，为了促成两个国家合并成一个强盛的帝国。另外，你不要被小安妮的外表欺骗了，她可是个不折不扣的小魔星兼危险分子。”

艾紫培听到这句话立刻没好气的翻了个白眼：“哪有你这么说自己女儿的。看看她，多可爱，简直就像个纯洁无瑕的小天使。”

“你说的这位小天使从出生到现在，已经亲手重伤乃至杀死过上数千人，最严重的一次甚至直接让半径五百米的一切全部粉碎成原子状态，虽然事后我都进行了善后处理。就这还仅仅只是已经造成的实际损害，而那些提前被制止根本没有被算进去。”

说着，左思举起还在咯咯笑的小安妮，把她干过的事情都说了一遍。

可爱？

纯洁无瑕的小天使？

别闹了！ 但凡对小孩子本能与天性有所了解的人不会说出这样的话。

这些刻板印象不过是人类基因中对于自己后代的保护欲在作祟。

最重要的是，普通的婴儿由于太过于弱小的关系，无论做什么都很难对成年人造成哪怕一丝一毫的威胁。

否则要是得知某个婴儿具有杀死成年人的能力，你猜还有多少人会觉得他可爱？ “你一定在开玩笑对不对？”

艾紫培显然并不相信眼前这个可爱的小家伙会是如此可怕的危险分子。

“给，从现在开始你来抱着她。”

左思毫不废话，直接把女儿塞给了对方，自己则开始施展法术侦测安梭苛的位置。

结果不出预料。

才刚脱离他的控制，小祖宗就立马整了个大活。

只见安妮的指尖闪过一抹绿光，艾紫培上半身的盔甲和衣服便瞬间消失。

还没等她反应过来发生了什么，前者已经扑了上去开始趴在胸口上用力的吸。

“啊！！！！！”

向来保守的艾紫培哪里遭得住这个，立马发出了慌乱的尖叫，并且直接激活了一张卡牌，用变出来的斗篷遮挡住了赤裸的上半身，脸和脖子更是因为羞愤而变得通红。

但她显然无法怪罪满脸无辜、正在不断眨眼睛的小安妮。

毕竟吸食母乳是婴儿的本能。

左思则在一旁幸灾乐祸的调侃道：“如何，你现在领教到她有多可恶了吧？拿着这个，下次她再想要吸的时候就立刻塞进嘴里。”

“这是……”

艾紫培目瞪口呆盯着面前这个用不知名结晶体雕刻而成、从内向外散发着惊人能量的奶嘴。

“小安妮从出生就是个类神力，你可以理解为她是个天生的魔神，所以并不需要像普通婴儿一样进食。这玩意主要是为了应付她出于本能趴在胸口乱吸。”

说罢，左思将奶嘴塞到进艾紫培的手中。

不用问也知道，能随身携带这样的东西说明他肯定也有过类似的经历，而且不止一次。

“该死！你肯定知道会发生这样的事情，然后故意看我出丑，对吗？”

艾紫培红着脸恶狠狠的瞪了对方一眼，随后把奶嘴塞进安妮的口中将其放下，以极快速度换上了另外一套盔甲。

等重新穿戴整齐之后，她才将小家伙重新抱起来，用不是很确定的语气问：“你打算怎么办？”

“什么怎么办？”

左思眼睛里闪烁着奥术魔法的光辉头也不回的反问。

“当然是粉碎安梭苛的邪恶计划。”艾紫培理所当然的说道。

“别急，在采取行动之前，我需要先寻找盟友、搜集情报。”左思抿起嘴角笑着安慰道。

“你在塞洛斯还有盟友？”

艾紫培明显愣住了。

因为在她的印象中，对方应该只来过这个时空一次，而且停留的时间非常短暂。

"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)