Zuo Si looked at the desire in Adria's eyes, as if he saw himself when he was younger and his almost fanatical pursuit of knowledge and power.

After half a minute, he put little Leah down from his arms, looked up and down at this ambitious woman with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly asked with a smile: "So what do you want to do with the knowledge and power you have gained? Or what goal and wish do you plan to achieve with them?"

moment!

Adria showed an extremely surprised expression.

Because she had always obeyed the King of Lies and never had time to think about this problem.

Yes, what is the purpose of trying so hard to gain knowledge and power? More wealth, power and a better life?

This was obviously not what she wanted.

Because once Hell occupies the Sanctuary World, all humans will be wiped out or become pawns and cannon fodder in the hands of demons to deal with the Higher Heavens.

By then, forget about illusory things like wealth, power, and a good life. It is possible that all of humanity will be demonized and eventually merge into the burning hell and become a part of it.

What was his real wish? To be worshipped as a god like the angels, demons, and the ancestors of mankind - the Nephalem?

But the Lord of Lies obviously would not give such amazing power to a human believer, and he does not have such ability. At best, he can only transform him into a high-level demon or the lord of a certain area of ​​the Burning Hell.

So after jumping out of her original world and standing at a higher level overlooking the entire sanctuary, Adria suddenly felt unprecedented confusion, and in a short period of time she couldn't even tell what the purpose of pursuing knowledge and power was.

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed this, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face. He stood up and walked straight to the witch, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and said in a playful tone: "It seems that you don't know what you are really pursuing, right? But it doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly, and you don't have to give me an answer immediately.

In addition, I suggest that you consider knowledge and power as the ultimate goals of life.

Because when you have enough knowledge and powerful strength, whatever you want can be achieved easily.

And I am also curious about what wonderful and interesting reactions will occur when the Nephalem power in your body is awakened and combined with other magical powers."

"Take the pursuit of knowledge and power as the ultimate goal of life?"

A strange light flashed in Adria's eyes, and she nodded excitedly: "I understand! Thank you very much! Your wise guidance has opened my eyes."

"You're welcome. This is just my experience as a person who has been through it. After all, there is no need for any reason to pursue strength and surpass oneself. It can be meaningful in itself."

Zuo Si paused for a moment, then turned around and asked Jinjitaxia, who was standing beside him, "Has the technology to awaken the Nephalem bloodline matured?"

The latter answered without hesitation: "Yes, the great father of New Phyrexia.

Although this technology still has some minor problems and flaws that need to be solved, it will definitely be no problem for someone with Adria's physique.

If you need, I can arrange the surgery and ceremony for her now.

In addition to this, you can also add in some other additional bloodlines.

After all, there is already a lot of demonic power from the Burning Hell in her body.

After repeated experiments, we found that this special energy has extremely strong plasticity and is very suitable for cross-species hybridization across time and space."

"Oh? Are there any concrete results?"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows with interest.

Since the world of Sanctuary had always been in the charge of his Blue Magic Judge and his large scientific research team, he had only taken the time to make a few land cards, so he was not very clear about the research projects and progress there.

“A lot.

By studying the source of angelic and demonic power, we successfully extracted the power of good and evil and bred many new species, including dragons.

It is even possible to use artificial intervention to determine the alignment of a particular creature before it is born.

Tiamat, the dragon god, was particularly fond of a subspecies named the Infernal Dragon, and took away thousands of genetically engineered dragon eggs from us at one time.

Because this kind of dragon perfectly inherits the advantages of the chromatic dragon, and its camp tends to be more evil.

If they could be bound to Tiamat, reproduce in large numbers, and be sent into the material plane, it would surely bring them unimaginable benefits.

Therefore, the evil dragon god planned to cultivate a group of believers as seeds in his own kingdom.

Of course, in return she also gave us more Dragon God's blood so that we can conduct more related research and experiments.

The Succubus Queen Mecanthut was responsible for contacting you about this matter. At that time, you were busy harvesting the Burning Legion and Titan Star Souls in Azeroth.

As for the Holy Dragon, which inherited the good qualities of the Metal Dragon, it is inferior overall because it does not have the blood of the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut.

If possible, I suggest you take it privately and make a deal with the other party.

This way, we can also make a reference for comparison.”

When talking about the research progress and results, Jinjitasha immediately became energetic, and had absolutely no concept of good and evil, morality, etc., exuding a pure curiosity about unknown things from the bottom of his heart.

"Making a deal with the Platinum Dragon King Bahamut? You really dare to think about it! Don't forget, I am the lord of the ninth layer of Baator Hell, and also the devil prince whose status is second only to Asmodeus.

What's more, I have already reached an agreement with Tiamat. Making a deal with the Platinum Dragon God would be like having the best of both worlds, which will definitely not lead to any good results.

If you really want Bahamut's blood, you might as well say hello to the God of Dragons and ask her to get some back for you next time she fights her brothers.

As for private transactions...

If you are not afraid of death, you can send someone to try. "

Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance, obviously disagreeing with the suggestion.

Unlike Jinjitasha who only needs to consider the difficulties in the research field, he has a lot more things to consider.

For example, the complex political balance and game of Baator, and maintaining relationships with gods from many different camps.

You have to know that Tiamat is a member of the Baator Hell camp.

Although she has been driven down from her position as the lord of the first level, she still often personally or sends her men to participate in bloody battles to help the devils.

The Blue Devil Judge stroked his chin and muttered softly, "It's not impossible..."

“Believe me, if Bahamut knew how you created this subspecies of dragon, he would immediately and without hesitation punish you with divine punishment and tear the messenger you sent into pieces.

Unlike good gods like Tyr, the god of justice, who emphasizes procedural justice, the Platinum Dragon God is extremely extreme in both his doctrines and actions.

You could even think of it as a super-powered Lathander.

Any slightest sign of evil could trigger his wrath and attack.

Otherwise, why do you think I have never had any contact with it? Well, don't think about these useless things.

Take Adria to the central laboratory of the floating city and help her awaken the power of the Nephalem in her body."

After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the two of them. He took Xiao Liya and activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

"As you wish, great father of New Phyrexia."

Jinjitaxia bowed deeply with one hand on his chest towards the place where the Overlord of Sparkling Oil disappeared, and then turned around and waved to Adria: "Come with me, witch. You have been recognized now and can be considered one of us. Although in my eyes, your loyalty to the master is far from enough."

"Um...can I eat something before I leave? After all, it would be a waste if the roasted lamb and the roasted fish were left here."

Adria stared at the fragrant meat on the campfire rack and swallowed involuntarily.

Due to the rampage of the Perfected Orc army, she could no longer remember the last time she had a normal meal. The only thing she remembered was that she had eaten a disgusting-smelling insect more than ten hours ago.

This is still a "delicacy" that only a very small number of elites can enjoy.

Ordinary refugees can only survive by eating the less toxic parts of dead demons and drinking some detoxifying water given by angels.

"No need. The floating city has the best chefs and countless delicacies to fill your stomach, and the roasted lamb and grilled fish here are not prepared for you."

After saying that, Jingitashia completely ignored the strong desire revealed in Adria's eyes and directly dragged her away from the continent of Faerun.

Not long after the two of them walked away, a portal opened out of nowhere, and a pair of orcs covered in scars walked over from the other side, sitting down on the ground panting.

"What the hell! Are you the illegitimate son of some elemental duke or prince? Why can you mobilize such powerful forces from the four elemental planes?"

The orc god of war was the first to break the silence and couldn't help but raise strong questions.

Because in the duel just now, the terrifying strength displayed by the opponent made him begin to doubt his life.

Especially the Hammer of Destruction, which is wrapped in lightning, flames, rocks and flowing water, is no less powerful than any exclusive weapon wielded by any god.

Even with divine power reduction, injuries are still inevitable.

If one goes all out in a life-and-death fight, this non-combat incarnation really won't be able to hold on and will collapse and disintegrate under the impact of elemental energy within a few hours at most.

Thrall casually grabbed the wine flask placed beside the campfire, tilted his head back and gulped down most of it. Then he licked his lips and smiled bitterly, "If I really was the illegitimate son of an elemental duke or prince, do you think I would be willing to participate in such a dangerous thing that could lead to falling into the abyss if I wasn't careful? I'm just a chess piece that was thrown out. I need to fight with all my might to regain my freedom."

"Damn it! Don't drink all the wine, leave some for me. And help me tear a leg of lamb."

Inav unceremoniously ordered this person who had caused him to lose face and who might even become the opponent of the main god of the new Orc pantheon in the future.

Because he knew that losing the duel meant that he would be inferior to his opponent for a long time in the future, so he planned to take this opportunity to vent his inner resentment and anger to avoid the accumulation of such emotions and affect the subsequent joint actions.

After all, Gruumsh has firmly held the position of the main god since the birth of the entire pantheon and his position has never been shaken.

All the other members trembled in fear under his tyranny. It would be a lie to say that they had no fear or psychological trauma at all.

The closer you get to the point of taking action, the stronger that chilling feeling in your spine will become.

"Here. I didn't expect that Soth would be so kind as to prepare wine and food for us."

Sal was undoubtedly a good-tempered man. As long as it did not involve principles and bottom lines, he would rarely get really angry because of attitude and verbal offenses. Without saying a word, he tore off a leg of lamb and handed it over.

Inav took it and took a big bite, sneering and retorting, "He is not being kind at all, he is clearly showing off his victory. He just threw out you as a chess piece and turned the entire Orc God system upside down. Even I have to obey his plan and arrangement."

"But at least he gave you a choice, didn't he?"

Thrall also tore off a leg of lamb and began to eat it slowly. His movements were as gentle as a human nobleman rather than a barbaric and rude orc.

This is most likely related to the aristocratic elite education he received since childhood.

The ambitious Eddras Blackmoore wanted to train him to be a true leader from the beginning, and then lead the new tribe to continue fighting with the Alliance so that he could make more money, gain greater power and higher social status.

To some extent he succeeded, but a little too successfully.

“The opportunity to choose? Hahahaha!

Are you kidding me? He didn't give me a chance to choose, but kept showing off his strength and using threats and intimidation to force me to take sides.

Young man, don't be fooled by Soth's false friendliness.

He is the second most important figure in Baator after Asmodeus. In just a few years, he has widened the gap between himself and other veteran level lords. He is the devil among devils and the evil among evils.

Every word this guy says and every choice he makes is actually aimed at guiding the target to move in the direction he expects.

Once you do something that is even the slightest bit unacceptable or intolerable to him, all kinds of blows will follow until you return to the path he has designed for you.

Of course, compared to those mortal enemies who are really willing to kill each other, Soth usually offers a less harsh exchange condition.

But the premise is that there is no fundamental conflict of interest and I have not offended him."

Inafu expressed his understanding of Zuo Si in a tone full of sarcasm and mockery.

It has to be said that as one of the few wise men in the Orc pantheon, he was the only one who saw through the truth behind the whole thing, so he decisively chose to jump ship and change camp.

But Thrall shrugged his shoulders and said, "But none of this matters anymore, does it? We are all in the same boat now. We must work together to achieve the goal set by Thor and destroy Gruumsh and those old orc gods who are still loyal to him."

Yinafu nodded seriously: "You are right.

But this is not an easy thing to do.

Although I had openly challenged Gruumsh before, no other member of the pantheon chose to support me.

This also means that in the coming war, they will all become our enemies without exception.

So now I want to know, how much support will Soth give you?

Will he personally intervene and intervene in the coming war between the gods?"

As the last word came out of his mouth, Sal suddenly fell silent, and after about two or three minutes, he answered in an uncertain tone: "Maybe, maybe not.

Because I didn't know how important I was in this plan.

But what is certain is that he will definitely pull the main god of the pantheon down from the throne of powerful divine power, making him like the prince of lies, Xirik, who will no longer pose the slightest threat, or simply kill him and send him to the astral realm to lie dead.

So you don’t need to worry at all, I’m the one who should be nervous.”

"oh?

Permanently killing a god requires a huge price to pay, even for a demon with quasi-divine power like Thoth.

Are you sure that a cautious guy like him would take such a big risk? Or has he found helpers in advance to kill the gods for him at the last moment? "

There was confusion and puzzlement in Yinafu's eyes.

"Don't ask me, how could I know.

The truth is I don't know much more about Soth than you do.

But I know that he must have many ways to deal with gods, but you just don’t know it yet.

Okay, that’s all for today’s discussion.

I have to rush back to continue consolidating my faith and tempering my divinity. I estimate that after a while, I should be able to be officially deified after the founding of the country."

After saying this, Thrall used his recently acquired power to open a portal and teleported directly from the top of the mountain back to the city in the distance where fighting was still going on.

"Divine magic? No, that's not right. This should be a manifestation of some kind of divine power or elemental power.

I never thought he would grow to such an amazing level so quickly.

What an enviable elemental affinity.

If you can combine elements, nature and soul to become the source of all shamanic power, you will definitely become a powerful divine being in the future.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, he should not acquire the priesthood of war and come into conflict with me.

This also means that I can gain more faith and influence from it..."

Along with muttering to himself, Inav quickly summed up the benefits that this "job hopping" could bring. A faint smile finally emerged on his scarred face, and the original resentment and anger in his heart also dissipated a lot.

After all, he was originally competing with Gruumsh and Bagchu for believers.

Especially the former who occupies the position of the main god will greatly squeeze the ecological niche, and in terms of doctrines and concepts, the entire orc society will be in a chaotic state of the survival of the fittest, which conflicts with the loyalty, bravery, discipline and wisdom that he advocates.

But now, as long as Thrall's new pantheon is established, Inavro will immediately become the only god of war.

Not only that, the war with the old orc pantheon will make his power unprecedentedly strong, and he may even be able to take his divine power to a higher level.

When he thought of the bright future after the plan succeeded, his heart was filled with excitement, and he even wanted to overthrow the corrupt rule of Gruumsh and establish a new order immediately.

…

At the same time, feeling threatened, Gruumsh privately sought out his former allies and the goddess of the night, Shar, who also had a grudge against Zuo Si.

As a god who likes to speak directly, he said straight to the point when he saw the latter: "I need your help! Immediately! Otherwise, once I fall, Soth will never let you go."

"Haha, it seems like you've been having a hard time with him lately, haven't you?"

估计要是来自物质世界的老色批看到这一幕，立刻就会发疯一样的扑上去做一些不可描述的动作跟行为。

但是很可惜，格乌什对此并不感兴趣。

他甚至对女性拥有非常强烈的歧视，所以压根没有受到任何影响，反而怒气冲冲的指责道：“那还不是拜你所赐！说好了我们一起共进退，可到头来在我的神系遭到攻击时你们却全部袖手旁观。”

莎尔嗤笑着反驳道：“你觉得眼下这种情况是谁造成的？ 是谁的化身被击败后把怒气撒在了盟友的身上？

要知道马格努比耶在缔结联盟之后可没有招惹过你，但你却当着无数双眼睛的注视下把他狠狠的揍了一顿。

所以是你导致了联盟的破裂。

现如今想要找地精神系联手已经不可能了。

至于无底深渊的恶魔领主们正忙着打内战呢，根本抽不出手来。

就连蜘蛛女神罗丝也由于不知道什么原因开始大幅度的减少活动。

如果你今天来是想要重组这个联盟，抱歉，我只能告诉你已经太晚了。”

“所以你打算就这样看着我被索斯不断的围堵、削弱而不打算伸出援手？”

格乌什唯一的独眼中闪烁着骇人的红光，明显是要发怒的征兆。

不过也许其他的神会恐惧这位费伦大陆历史上的第一位“弑神者”，但最古老的黑暗女神却不会。

只见莎尔缓缓从黑色的王座上站起来，用无比严肃的语气一个字一个字发出警告：“我奉劝你最好控制住自己的脾气，不要在我的国度内撒野，因为我可不会惯着你。最重要的是，我可没说要袖手旁观。”

“你会帮我？”

格乌什瞬间压下了自己的怒火。

因为他他还没有忘记自己是来求援的，而不是来树敌的。

“不，我不会直接帮你，那并不会起到任何效果。但我会同时推进自己的另外一个计划，进而分散索斯的注意力，让他没有办法全力以赴的对付你。”

莎尔似笑非笑说出了自己的打算。

无偿帮助别人？

开什么玩笑！ 她从诞生之初就没有做过哪怕一件类似的事情，反倒是各种背刺、卖队友的小动作玩的飞起。

在夜之女神的眼中，现如今的兽人神系简直就是天生的好靶子，可以把左思的注意力全部吸引过去。

到时候自己就能抽空给这个“老冤家”一个小小的惊喜。

格乌什眯起眼睛试探道：“是什么计划？你确定索斯会在这种关键时刻分神？”

“放心吧，关于这一点我可以向你保证。不过计划必须要保密，即便是你也不能知道，否则就会有泄密的风险。”

莎尔一如既往的不肯给除自己之外的任何合作对象哪怕一丁点信任。

格乌什显然也知道这一点，上下打量着夜之女神，似乎在判断这番话的可信度究竟有多高。

过了好一会儿，他才勉强点了点头：“好吧，希望你能说到做到。记住，如果我战败了，你们这些曾经与索斯为敌的家伙也一个都跑不了。他绝不会放过曾经威胁得罪过自己的人。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，这位兽人神系的主神便启动传送魔法返回了自己的国度。

他根本没有察觉到，就在自己与夜之女神交谈的时候，有一个隐藏在黑暗中的身影全程听完了所有的内容。

这个人就是左思的子嗣之一格雷亚。

“你确定要与父亲为敌？”

黑暗王子从王座后边走了出来，脸上浮现出非常复杂的表情。

“怎么，你生气了吗？”

莎尔踮起脚尖走到近前，用迷恋宠溺的眼神盯着前者，伸出手轻轻拂过脸颊。

格雷亚直截了当摇了下头：“不，算不上生气，只是觉得你又在做无用功。因为父亲不会对你这样的对手放松警惕，他会暗中做好应对一切突发情况的准备。”

“亲爱的，没有任何人或神可以做到全知全能，索斯也同样如此。

他之所以给人无懈可击的感觉，是因为暂时还没有人发现他的弱点。

不过没关系，我有的是时间可以慢慢尝试寻找，总有一天能令他品尝到失败的滋味。

另外，你该不会把我的计划提前透露给他，对么？”

说着，莎尔深处双臂搂住了黑暗王子的脖子，摆出一副小鸟依人的撒娇模样。

旁边的选民和信徒们看到这一幕纷纷低下头，仿佛黑曜石的地面上长出了花来。

格雷亚不加思索的回应道：“我不会透露任何关于你的信息给父亲，就如同不会把父亲的计划告诉你一样。因为他从未提出过这样的要求，甚至不介意我与你保持亲密关系。”

“什么？他居然同意你跟我在一起？”

莎尔难以置信的瞪大了眼睛，满脸都是震惊跟诧异。

她完全无法想象左思这究竟是抽什么风，居然会允许自己的子嗣去跟自己的敌人交往。

“很不可思议吧？ 其实我最初也觉得十分困惑。

但后来我意识到，父亲从始至终都没有试图操控我的意思，而是平等对待所有心智成熟的子嗣。

父亲并不强迫我们追随他的脚步，反倒是让我们去探索寻找更加适合自己的道路。”

在说这番话的时候，黑暗王子的语气中透露出毫不掩饰的崇拜。

尤其是在了解其他神明、类神力父亲是如何对待子嗣后，他越发明白这种态度有多么的难得，自己又有多么的幸运。

莎尔沉思了片刻不由得感叹道：“我得承认，索斯的确是个好父亲，同样也是一个非常有格局和气度的人。要知道即便是那些善良阵营的神祇，能做到他这种程度的也不多。”

“所以我才如此的尊敬他。

如果你没有什么其他的事情我就先回去了。

要知道我的那位小妹妹可不是什么省油的灯。

如果放任她乱来的话，天知道会闹出什么乱子。”

说罢，格雷亚便要启动旅法师火花前往自己正在打造的黑暗世界。

“等等！我觉得我们还有点时间可以稍微浪费一下。”

莎尔反手将黑暗王子推到属于自己的王座上，随后整个人压了上去，整个国度瞬间陷入了一片不可见的神秘黑暗之中，就连声音也完全被屏蔽。

没人知道究竟发生了什么，但等一切恢复正常之后，格雷亚已经消失不见，唯有夜之女神一脸满足的坐在王座之上，只是身上的黑纱看上去有似乎些凌乱。

……

另外一边，在冰冷黑暗世界地表的摩天大楼内。

左思与艾瑞贝斯生育双胞胎中的女孩——格莉特，正在与一名看上去与自己年纪差不多大的金发小女孩进行实战训练。

确切地说是单方面的吊打加戏弄。

作为掌握着精神、死亡和灵魂力量的类神力，她可以轻而易举读取凡人的思想、记忆、乃至潜意识中一闪而过的灵感火花。

除非像神明或类神力一样完全免疫这种能力，不然的话所有的攻击与防守在付诸实际行动之前就会完全暴露并遭到针对。

不过好在金发女孩也同样不普通，手中挥舞的黑红色双手剑每次挥舞都会产生巨大的魔力释放。

如果不是整栋大楼有魔法结界保护，这会儿估计周围十几公里范围内已经化作一片废墟，甚至是巨大的冲击坑。

不用问也知道，这个金发的小女孩就是完成转世重生后以不正常速度飞快长大的“呆毛王”阿尔托莉雅。

在黑暗王子的照料跟养育下，她显然已经彻底滑向了黑暗与邪恶的一面，战斗的时候丝毫没有半点留手的意思。

相比之下，格莉特就轻松很多，甚至给人一种哥特风的深邃与优雅。

尤其是手中那柄小雨伞，每当撑开的时候都能轻松抵挡誓约胜利之剑的冲击，并且伞尖锋利的部分可以撕裂阿尔托莉雅身上用魔法金属打造的神器铠甲。

可以说双方的实力压根就不在一个水平线上。

对于格莉特而言这只是一场游戏跟玩耍，但对于黑呆来说却是需要竭尽所能才能勉强多撑一会儿的战斗。

“啊——

你还不打算放弃吗？

要知道我都已经无聊到快要睡着了。

以你现如今的水平，就算是再练一千年、一万年也永远不可能摸到我的裙角。

真不明白兄长为什么要让你跟我对练，这根本没有半点意义。”

格莉特十分嚣张的打了个哈欠，毫不客气的把嘲讽拉满。

与喜欢乱来的双胞胎哥哥不同，她最大的性格特点就是喜欢嘲弄、挖苦、讽刺别人，属于典型的毒舌萝莉，而且非常非常享受别人被自己气到暴跳如雷又没有任何办法的样子。

不得不说，这真的相当恶趣味。

"Asshole! I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

The still young Altria was instantly enraged, roaring and pouring all her magic power into the Sword of Promised Victory in her hand, and then released it in one breath.

The dazzling red beam of light and the aura of destruction instantly made the faces of the believers and servants living here change drastically.

In particular, several young girls who were responsible for taking care of the two people's daily life rushed out and closed the door.

The next second...

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The moment the huge energy collided with the magic barrier, the entire building began to tremble violently, emitting a deafening roar.

Finally, one of the walls could no longer endure the day and night ravages, and a big hole was smashed into it on the spot. A red beam of light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the black sky.

There is no doubt that Altria's final attack broke through her own limits and shattered the magic barrier used to protect the building.

Fortunately, although the building's structure was damaged, no one was injured.

When the magic power was released, the people outside saw through the hole that the stubborn blonde loli had fallen to the ground exhausted and fallen into a coma.

"Oh my god! That little girl actually broke the defensive barrier created by the great Dark Prince! Is she really a mortal like us?"

"Mortal? You call this monster that can destroy a city a mortal?"

"But she is not the sibling of the great dark prince after all. Miss Gretel is."

"No! I don't think that Miss Altria is a mortal. She must be transformed from some powerful creature. Otherwise, how can we explain her horns, wings and tail?"

"So she's actually a baby dragon?"

"Shhh—don't talk nonsense."

…

While the believers and servants were whispering, Grete walked up to them with elegant steps, grabbed one of Daimao King's horns and lifted him up from the ground. She smiled and praised him, "Well done, you have finally made some progress. But this is far from enough. You need more stimulation and training."

Before he finished speaking!

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me.

"Are you bullying my adopted daughter again?"

“Brother…Brother?!”

Gretel shuddered immediately, turned around and saw the dark prince who brought her into this world, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

"Relax, I don't eat people. And I brought you a gift this time."

As he spoke, Graya pulled out a bag of soul prisms from his pocket and threw them to his sister.

"Soul? Delicious soul! Haha! I knew my brother was the best!"

Gretel showed off her special facial expression on the spot. She jumped up and hugged the Dark Prince's neck, rubbing against him like a kitten. At the same time, she opened her mouth and stuffed the soul prisms into her mouth, chewing them with a crunch, enjoying the screams of terror and painful wails of the souls before they died.

Every time she devoured a soul, a silver glow would appear on her body.

Graya pinched the girl's nose hard and scolded with a smile: "Ha, little rascal, you will never change your gluttony in this life. By the way, I have something to inform you. Our father is about to go to war with the orc gods, do you want to join?"

"Hmm? War? Anything good in it?"

Grete's eyes rolled around as she asked back in an uncertain tone.

"It may not be for others, but for you it is not only there, but it is huge. Because the location of the war is the kingdom of God, there are countless petitioners there for you to devour."

Graya gave the answer directly without hiding anything.

"Countless petitioners?!" Grete's eyes lit up instantly, and then she nodded eagerly. "Yes! Of course I will go!"

“Hahahaha! You——”

The Dark Prince was obviously amused by his sister's unwillingness to do anything for no reason. He then put on a serious expression and warned, "Remember, this is a war between gods. Don't run too far because of greed, otherwise you may be targeted by the Lord God of the Orcs. In addition, your twin brother Hansel will most likely participate. I don't want you to lose in this competition, understand?"

"Yeah, yeah, I understand. This is related to the victory between you and my sister. I will definitely not hold you back."

Gretel gave a solemn promise.

"Very good! As long as your performance satisfies me, I will give you a gift after the end."

A look of satisfaction appeared on Graya's face.

Although one of the original twins was taken away by little Anne, Gretel's obedience and lawful tendencies undoubtedly made him very happy, and he even enjoyed being a brother.

After all, there is nothing more interesting than watching your lovely sister grow up.

Thinking of this, the Dark Prince turned his gaze to Artoria who had escaped from coma. He bent down and held her in his arms, admiring her stubborn little face. A hint of warmth gradually appeared in his originally cold pupils.

There is no doubt that in the process of raising this little guy from scratch, he began to gradually appreciate the fragility of life and develop compassion, even if it was only a little bit.

"Hehe, dear brother, why do you pay so much attention to this girl? Is she really related to you by blood?"

Gretel blinked and asked curiously.

Graya sneered and explained, “No, you think too much.

If he is really my offspring, how could he be so weak?

She was the Heroic Servant that I signed a contract with during my last battle with my sister, and was later forcibly cut up and taken out of the world she was in.

My father thought there was some kind of flaw in my character and suggested that I compensate for it by raising her.

It now appears that this approach is indeed effective.

At least now I no longer simply regard mortals as tools, pawns, or consumables, but I can understand their thoughts and emotions to a certain extent.

I have to say, human nature is really interesting..."