"Hoo—hoo—hoo—"
With heavy breathing like a broken bellows, the young man who killed the mother of orcs slowly stood up from a half-kneeling posture, his whole body swaying as if he had just experienced a fierce battle and exhausted all his physical strength.
But he clearly just made a gesture of drawing the sword and stabbing it.
Moreover, his originally black hair turned gray in an instant, and his eyes became extremely dim, giving people the feeling that he was in his twilight years and would die in the next second.
There is no doubt that this is the painful price to pay for directly touching and destroying the spiritual essence of a god.
Of course, if other gods or quasi-divine powers were used, the results would not be much different.
The reason is simple! If it is the same weak divine power, then after the action, almost all the strength will be lost, and it will take a long time to slowly recover.
During this period, any creature with divine power, including hostile gods and their chosen ones, can be killed effortlessly.
Only if higher-level gods kill lower-level gods can they avoid being weakened to the point where they can be slaughtered at will, but they will also be seriously injured and may be taken advantage of by enemies of the same level.
This is also why the fights between gods rarely escalate to the level of divine wars. They are basically proxy wars, that is, letting mortal believers, priests, and voters fight each other to ultimately achieve a certain goal or smash the opponent's conspiracy, which is a bit like "making friends through martial arts" and "stopping when the time is right."
Otherwise, once a direct conflict breaks out between gods, it is very likely that it will no longer be a grudge between one or two gods, but will trigger a series of chain reactions leading to a great melee among the gods.
By then, it will be like a chain of nesting dolls, with the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind.
It is precisely this chain of suspicion that if you kill one opponent, another opponent may come to kill you that ensures the overall stability of the divine world on the continent of Faerun.
Almost every time a god kills another god, it will inevitably evolve into a major event that is capable of determining the direction of history.
But as the saying goes, all existing cognitions, rules, and signed contracts are meant to be broken without exception.
Although Zuo Si generally tends to be evil and lawful, he does not like to abide by rules that are not in his favor. Instead, he will find ways to tear them apart and establish rules that are in his favor or even completely under his control.
This is almost a common characteristic of all the demons in Baator.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many lords at various levels, all of whom are secretly forming a secret alliance to overthrow Asmodeus and become the new Demon King.
"How do you feel now?"
Zuo Si had come to the young man's side without him knowing. He gently placed one hand on his shoulder and then injected a large amount of life and soul power into him.
In a flash!
The latter, who looked like he might die at any moment, showed a pale face the next moment. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, Master. I'm afraid I can't continue to serve you. Because I can feel that the Nephalem power in my body has disappeared forever."
"No, you've done a good job. You don't need to apologize. Now go home and enjoy your life. I'll ask Jinjitaxia to arrange a job you like."
After saying this, Zuo Si gently patted the young man's shoulder to comfort him.
He was obviously not surprised by this result.
After all, destroying the spiritual essence of a god is not an easy task, and the original plan even included sacrificing three or four Nephalem at a time to achieve this goal.
But now it seems that the situation is much better than expected.
As direct descendants of Anu, the creator god of the Sanctuary world, the Nephalem's power is fully capable of killing gods, but only if the god's spiritual carrier has been basically destroyed and has no power to fight back.
Perhaps the only price would be that this power would be completely consumed, causing the powerful Nephalem to completely degenerate into mortals.
But it doesn't matter, Jingitaxia has already mastered the technology to mass-produce and awaken Nephalem.
In other words, although this new type of god-killing weapon is disposable, it can be mass-produced.
"Thank you so much! It is the greatest honor of my life to serve you."
The young man placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply. He was then teleported into the cave tree by magic, passing through the dark void and returning to the world where the floating city was.
He understood that his mission had been accomplished, and all that was left was to enjoy his ordinary yet abundant life.
You know, after so many years of development and construction, the once dead world has not only regained its vitality, but the use of a large amount of magic and technology has also made the level of productivity extremely high, and education has become universal.
Most importantly, the planet is governed by artificial intelligence and New Phyrexian creations that have no selfish motives or desire for power.
Therefore, the overall social environment is very fair and harmonious, making ordinary people feel like they are in heaven. Even the overall moral level is generally ridiculously high.
Because of their extremely high welfare, they do not have even the slightest fear about the future, and they even know in advance the world where their souls will go after death.
It goes without saying that this was also a social experiment deliberately conducted by Zuo Si.
Test how long a near-perfect social state under the rule of artificial intelligence can be maintained, and what impact long-term living in this state will have on people's thoughts, consciousness, and cognition.
After the young man who had lost the power of Nephalem completely disappeared, Zuo Si turned around and asked the Orc Lord with a smile: "What do you think, do you still think I dare not kill you?
Do you think I would take risks by doing this? Don't be silly! From the first day I came to this world, I have been thinking about how to resist the threat from the gods.
Guess how many means and methods I have at my disposal to kill God after all these years?
Remember, the real source of the gods' immortality and greatness is not the power you possess, but the pure thoughts, spirit and philosophy, as well as the recognition and belief of thousands of mortals.
Especially as a racial god, the first thing to ensure is the safety of the tribe and the basic guarantees necessary for survival.
Only in this way will their numbers continue to increase and bring more power.
In my opinion, this is equivalent to a sacred contract between God and believers, and it is an obligation that both parties must fulfill to maintain the entire cycle.
The mortals had apparently fulfilled their promise, providing the gods with a steady stream of power through prayer and practice of their teachings.
But the problem is that many gods have obviously forgotten this long ago.
They begin to become proud and complacent, and begin to feel that mortals are just their playthings or tools to achieve a certain goal.
Especially for chaotic evil gods like you and the spider goddess Rose, what you do is not in the long-term interests of the entire race.
Otherwise, why do you think Thrall could so easily make hundreds of thousands of orcs abandon their so-called traditions?
Is it just because of the guidance of shamanism?
No! The real reason is that they have long been fed up with the social environment where the strong prey on the weak and the high-pressure jungle law is practiced every day, and they are also tired of having to be vigilant and wary of everyone around them at all times.
Any intelligent creature has a set of needs that progress in sequence.
These include physiological needs at the bottom level, safety needs at the second level, social needs at the third level, and respect needs at the fourth level.
But the question is which of these needs are satisfied by the orc pantheon you have established? Under the cruel oppression that only the strong are qualified to rule everything, most ordinary orcs can't fill their stomachs at all, and they can't get treatment when they are injured or sick, so they can only wait to die. Even the right to reproduce is completely deprived, and they can only watch the strong take those young women with the best fertility.
And you can't meet their physical needs.
Secondly, under the absolute oppression of the strong over the weak, ordinary orcs don't even have their own property, so how can they feel safe? They may be thrown onto the battlefield as cannon fodder at any time.
This also means that you cannot provide them with the security needs.
As for the remaining social needs and respect needs, they are infinitely close to non-existent in this power-oriented society.
After all, orcs with high status and strong strength do not need to communicate or respect anyone. They only need to give orders and make others obey.
Those orcs living at the bottom of society have to endure all kinds of insults, beatings, torture and sarcasm day after day.
Let me ask you, if you were in this situation, would you continue to believe in an evil god who supports the strong to continue to oppress and enslave you, or would you support a new god who is willing to give you respect and equality?
I think anyone who is not a fool will choose the latter without hesitation.
So you thought that all this was a conspiracy that I was secretly promoting, but in fact I was just taking advantage of the huge rift and contradiction that has always existed between you and the lower-level orcs.
As for Sal...
His success is not accidental, but the inevitable result of objective facts pushing forward. "
As these words from analysis to conclusion came out of his mouth, Geumsh's already livid face suddenly became even uglier.
Although as a chaotic evil god, logic has never been his forte, he knew that the other party was right.
If given a choice, the ordinary orcs, who are the largest in number and suffer from exploitation and oppression, would definitely not be willing to become his believers.
Because they can't get any benefit from their faith at all, but only endless pain and torture.
Perhaps the only thing that can make these ordinary orcs happy is to go out and plunder, and vent the resentment and anger accumulated in their daily lives through violence.
As the main god of the Orc pantheon, he had never noticed this huge rift between himself and his believers.
Similarly, this was also the first time that Gewush clearly realized how terrifying Zuo Si was.
This terrifying thing does not refer to the unfathomable strength, but to the mind that is good at observation, analysis, and can always grasp the key weaknesses, as well as the thinking mode that can always peek into the deep contradictions behind the appearance.
What's even more terrible is that each of Zuo Si's actions and plans are not as time-sensitive as the battles between gods. Instead, he tends to go straight to dig up the opponent's foundation, making it clear that he wants to solve the enemy once and for all.
Looking at the young man standing there with a faint smile on his face, Geumsh felt a chill in his heart for the first time in his life.
He knew very well that the other party dared to tell him all this openly because he must have more tricks up his sleeve.
After a brief silence, the Orc Lord finally gave up all his unrealistic fantasies. He raised his head, stared at his only eye, and slowly said, "So you came here today to sentence me to death? Do you want to humiliate me and torture me in this way, and make me cooperate with your performance like a clown?"
"Haha, why? Is it not possible? After all, I said from the beginning that this is my revenge for you wanting to kill me.
I want you to witness with your own eyes the destruction of everything you created, and to make you feel pain and despair.
Rusek's death is just the beginning! You will also see the deaths of Bagechu, Sagos, and Idros, as well as the disappearance of this country and its petitioners.
I will take everything from you and reduce you to Thrall's level, but I won't kill you outright.
Because only by living can you feel the pain, and experience your own gradual weakening and being abandoned by your people bit by bit, until one day Thrall grows big enough to crush you like a stink bug.
And this is the price of being my enemy."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si instantly drew strength from the dark void connected to the Planeswalker Spark, completely distorting the matter and energy within a radius of several kilometers centered on himself, forming a horrifying void isolated from the surroundings. It was obvious that he was planning to take real action.
After all, the purpose of creating the void is to cut off the opponent's connection with the entire country and plane, so that it no longer has the home advantage.
This behavior itself is equivalent to turning a small area into an environment similar to the dark void, which is extremely dangerous.
If he had not mastered the mutual transformation of matter and energy of the Spirit Dragon Wu Jin, which could ensure that the scope of the void would not continue to spread like vacuum decay, this alone would be enough to destroy the entire universe.
"This is..."
Gruumsh obviously realized that his connection with the kingdom and even all the orc believers had been cut off, and his face was full of disbelief and horror.
Such ability has obviously surpassed the level of most powerful divine powers, and is somewhat close to the authority of the God above God, which even the gods cannot resist.
Of course, he was not the only one who had a similar reaction. There were also the gods of Faerun who were watching the show in the Pantheon.
However, what they saw was only the moment when the void was created, and then all the spying magic and divine power became invalid, and they could only see the absolute darkness formed here where they could not see their hands in front of them.
It is like a sphere, standing in the middle of the Orc kingdom. Anyone who wants to get close will be instantly sucked in and torn into pieces by the chaotic energy and primitive matter, or their soul and body will be twisted into void creatures that cannot be described in words.
"Is this the Dark Void?"
The magic goddess Midnight leaned forward slightly, staring with wide eyes at this huge sphere that even she found incomprehensible.
The God of Knowledge Oghma shook his head and explained: "No, this is not the real Dark Void, but a simulation created by Soth through his own power.
Otherwise, Gruumsh's divine spiritual essence would have collapsed in an instant.
Because the chaos in the dark void is absolutely disordered, and there is not a single bit of logic to support the existence of gods.
But even so, it was enough to greatly weaken Gruumsh's power.
Just wait and see, it won't be long before this war between gods reaches its final conclusion."
"You mean that Thors will kill Gruumsh and destroy the entire orc pantheon?"
The corners of Tempus' mouth curled up wildly, revealing his undisguised excitement and joy.
The fall of a powerful god of war was undoubtedly very beneficial to him who aspired to become the only god of war in Faerun.
Although the orcish god of war will continue to exist for a long time to come, Inav is clearly far inferior to Gruumsh.
Moreover, as the new main god, Thrall obviously wants to lead the orcs onto a relatively peaceful, developed and civilized path.
This will result in the status of the God of War in his pantheon not being very high, and there will not be much room for development either.
"Kill Gruumsh?
Ha! You really don't know my Soth at all.
He would not kill Gruumsh.
Instead, they will treat it like they did with Cyric, turning it into a weaker divine power and throwing it to the new god to play with, torture, and humiliate it slowly."
While saying this, Talona raised her chin slightly with a look of pride and pride on her face. At the same time, she did not forget to look provocatively at the thin figure squatting in the corner with strong hatred and madness in his eyes.
If it were the time when he had obtained all the power and priesthood of the Three Gods of Death, Xirik's sick and twisted personality would probably have erupted immediately.
But unfortunately, now he is just a weak god at the bottom of the ecological niche of gods, and because of his previous madness, he has offended all the gods.
Now he is a person who can be stepped on and spit on by everyone, and his situation is even worse than that of Gruumsh.
Especially his old rival Clemvor, who would come to his house and beat him up every now and then.
The reason is very good, that is, during the time when Cyric was the God of Death, he made the world of the dead a mess, and the mess he left behind would be discovered every once in a while.
In this regard, the other gods expressed their understanding, and even the most fair Tyr did not stand up to speak for Cyric.
Because this guy totally deserves it.
The mere fact that the souls of the gods' followers were fed to the Chaos Hound Kozef after their death was enough for Xirik to receive several beatings every day.
Besides, Talona is not the kind of goddess with a broad mind.
If Xirik dared to show any anger at this time, he would be subjected to endless humiliation and revenge.
So no matter how angry he was inside, he chose to bow his head and admit defeat, not daring to respond at all.
When the other gods saw the extremely cowardly performance of "Dark Sun", once the most powerful in the kingdom, they immediately understood what Talona meant.
Especially the god of vengeance, Hohr, the goddess of abuse and torture, Lovita, the god of tyranny, Bane, the god of the sea, Umberlee, the winter maiden, Auril, and other gods who attach great importance to "revenge", obviously appreciate and agree with Zuo Si's approach.
After all, the essence of forgiveness is hypocrisy and incompetence.
Because only when a person or a group of people needs to show off their own moral level, or when they have no way to deal with their enemies and cannot afford the serious losses brought by revenge, will they choose to forgive, the most cowardly and despicable way to end their grievances.
Otherwise, even if you want to forgive, you have to wait until your enemy is defeated and the settlement is completed.
In other words, I can forgive you from a moral high ground, but the prerequisite is that your life must be in my hands and I decide whether you live or die.
But this kind of hypocritical forgiveness or pardon that is widely talked about in modern society on Earth has no market at all in the continent of Faerun.
Therefore, there is never a shortage of people in this land who take up arms and embark on adventurous journeys out of hatred.
From the perspective of the gods, from the moment Geumsh wanted to kill Zuo Si, all the revenge measures taken by the latter were reasonable and legal.
Whether it is supporting Thrall to tear apart the Orc pantheon, or personally destroying the entire country.
Of course, the prerequisite is that Zuo Si has the power to achieve all this.
While most of the gods in the Pantheon were paying attention to the development of the situation, the dark girl Eilistraee quietly came behind the spider goddess Rose and lowered her voice to ask: "Dear mother, you have suddenly become quiet recently. Are you planning some terrible conspiracy again?"
"Humph! Why, are you scared?"
Rose turned around and asked with a vicious smile.
As biological mother and daughter, these two dark elf gods are obviously very similar in appearance and form, but the temperaments they exude are completely opposite.
Among them, Eilistraee is obviously more lively, pure, and kind, and is filled with a primitive and wild beauty from head to toe.
Rose is more mature and sexy, with her eyes flashing with malice towards everything in the world and an endless pursuit of desire.
If you don't know something about the history of the elves, it's hard to imagine that they once spent a beautiful and harmonious time together.
The main culprit behind all this was the Crown War that caused the elves to lose their hegemony over the continent of Faerun.
It is no wonder that the elven god Corellon has since strictly guarded against the evil tendencies within the elven race and never allowed a similar situation to happen again.
Because the Crown War not only brought about the decline of the elven race on the planet Toril, but also a major split in the pantheon that affected thousands of planes.
You have to know that Lolth and the dark elves' hatred for the surface elves is not unique to Faerun, but also true in other worlds such as Greyhawk.
"Fear?"
Eilistraee shook her head slightly.
“Maybe in the past I might have been worried.
But now I have glimpsed your most fatal weakness through this war of gods.
Like Gruumsh, your monopoly and control over the Dark Elf faith is not as strong as you might think.
On the contrary, it has a most fatal flaw, which is that it cannot meet the physiological, safety, social and respect needs of the lower-class people.
Especially men who have been oppressed for a long time, will find ways to escape from that oppressive social environment if they have the chance.
So as long as I continue to promote my existence and my teachings of openness and tolerance, the lies you have woven will one day be exposed.
Then I can replace you and redeem these poor people, allowing them to bathe in the sunshine again and become a member of the elf family."
"Naive! You are still the same as before. You haven't changed at all.
My dear daughter, you have no idea what a true war between gods is, let alone the real secret behind why Soth always wins.
All you observed were the parts he deliberately showed that were full of misleading, and you didn't see any of the reasons hidden behind them.
Sometimes I wonder why Corellon would push you against me.
Doesn't he understand that you are not worthy of being my opponent?"
As she spoke, Rose raised her hand and gently stroked her daughter's cheek and her beautiful silver long hair that was like a waterfall, looking like a loving mother.
But Iristria knew very well that the mother wished she could strangle herself to death in her heart.
However, in this place where the gods hold meetings to discuss major events or form secret alliances, the divine power is greatly restricted and no one can exert their power here.
But Zuo Si may be an exception.
Because the power of the planeswalker's spark is to connect different time and space.
"I will definitely defeat you and save all the dark elves! I swear on my life!"
Ilithri's tone revealed an extremely firm determination.
In her eyes, Zuo Si had shown her through this war of gods how to tear apart the foundation of a race's faith in gods, as well as the biggest weakness of Rose's brutal rule.
All you need to do is to copy and copy it and make slight modifications.
After all, the huge city beneath Dragonspear Castle has completely established its foothold and is constantly absorbing the dark elves fleeing from the Underdark.
Although not all of these people tend to be kind, they all, without exception, express deep disgust for the traditional social relationship of female dominance and male inferiority and the numerous lies about the surface world.
Some of the more repressed guys took the initiative to join the patrol after their arrival, and fought with the hunting teams sent by the traditional drow families, just to be able to kill a few high-level priestesses of Rose with their own hands in the most cruel and painful way.
Eilistraee believed that as long as these people interacted more with their allies in the surface world and understood what kindness and normal life were, they would surely gradually abandon their dark past and embrace a hopeful future.
No matter what, the pursuit of a beautiful, peaceful and comfortable living environment has always been the instinct of most intelligent creatures.
Even evil monsters like the Mind Flayer that feed on brains are no exception.
"In that case, let's wait and see. Because you will get such an opportunity soon."
After leaving a meaningful smile, Rose quickly activated the portal to return to her own deep pit magic network in the abyss.
"I'll get a chance soon?"
An expression of confusion and bewilderment appeared on Iristri's face.
Because of the difference in power level between her and the Spider Goddess, it would be impossible for her to win easily without going through a tug-of-war that lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Moreover, the fight between the two is not limited to the continent of Faerun, but to all material planes connected to the elven kingdom of Avandor.
However, even though she didn't understand, the dark girl decided to find time to talk to Zuo Si after the war between gods was over to see if she could get more help.
While the mother and daughter were talking, the battle between Thrall and the orc god of bravery, Bagchu, was finally coming to an end.
Although the latter's incredible brute force, strength and terrifying magic resistance caused him considerable trouble, he gradually gained the upper hand with the power of the elemental plane, and wielded the Hammer of Destruction again and again to inflict torrential blows on the enemy.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Every blow left severe bruises on Baghchu's huge body.
Thrall used the rock armor formed by the combination of the power of the earth and divine power to block the opponent's fists.
At this moment, the Orc God of Bravery's weakness of not liking to use weapons was fully demonstrated.
Although his fists were still very destructive and could instantly create a terrifying deep pit with a radius of more than tens of kilometers on the ground, most of it would be absorbed after encountering the rock armor, and when it finally broke and hit Thrall, it no longer had much power.
This means that Thrall doesn't need to dodge at all, and can just go straight up and exchange injuries with the opponent.
Anyway, he was only slightly injured and could be healed through shaman spells, but every blow from the enemy was a solid blow from the Hammer of Destruction enhanced with elemental power.
At first, Sal thought that Bagchu did this because he possessed some extraordinary power that could only be exerted after being beaten.
But after a while he realized that this was entirely the result of the other party's stubborn mind.
You have to know that "stupidity" really is one of Bagchu's duties. He is a typical god who uses his IQ to exchange for power. He is simply incapable of any rational or slightly in-depth thinking. The only thing he can do is fight and swing his fists to hit people.
But he is not completely useless.
For example, being immune to all magical effects that drain strength, ensuring that one's strength in battle is always at its theoretical maximum.
For example, his fists can ignore protective magic, making spells including stoneskin and shield ineffective.
But this ability obviously doesn't work against the rock armor that is one meter thick.
Because this thing can't be considered protective magic at all, but should be considered a wall.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! I'm going to crush your bones!"
Bagchu, who had long lost his mind and turned into a complete beast, struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed Sal's waist and tried to knock him down and start a ground fight.
Different from a rigorously trained warrior, his fighting style is more like that of a barbarian without any rules, so he uses grappling techniques such as hugging, wrestling, and noose frequently.
Especially the beating by knocking the opponent down and then riding on him is the key to his winning victory after victory.
It’s a pity that this time the orc god of bravery met the battle-hardened Thrall.
As early as the slave period, he had participated in various competitions as a gladiator, and was already very familiar with how to deal with these close-range ground techniques.
The moment he was hugged, he did not panic at all. Instead, he used shaman's elemental magic to create a large piece of hard rock as big as a hill behind him as a support, so he did not fall down easily.
When there was a point of leverage on the back, he immediately raised one leg and used his knee to hit the vital point between Bagstick's legs.
Bang! With just one hit, the intense pain caused the latter to bend down uncontrollably and clamp his legs together.
"Sorry, big guy, the game is over."
Thrall took the opportunity to raise the hammer of destruction in his hand, which was shining with silver electricity, and declared victory.
The next second...
The dazzling divine lightning fell from the sky and hit the hammer, and the hammer then fell down at lightning speed and smashed Bagchu's head to pieces.
As their brains splattered everywhere and their headless bodies twitched unwillingly on the ground, the orc petitioners who were still desperately resisting finally began to collapse on a large scale.
Because in their eyes, the God of Bravery is a symbol of strength and one of the most powerful gods in the pantheon besides Gruumsh.
But now he was defeated in public by a newly emerged new god in a fair and open manner.
Although his spiritual essence as a god is not dead and is still trying to repair his body and continue fighting, this struggle is obviously in vain.
Before the head was repaired, Thrall swung his hammer again and smashed it into a pool of meat paste like he did to the mother of orcs.
Not long after, another Nephalem arrived at the center of the battlefield with the help of the Cave Tree and completely wiped it out at the cost of permanently losing his own power.
At this point, Gruumsh's two most important and loyal helpers were gone, leaving only two fence-sitters struggling under the fierce attack of the God of War.
"Hey! Inav! Do you need help over there?"
Thrall, who had turned his hand over, asked loudly to his ally and future subordinate god.
"No, that's not necessary. Just leave these two pieces of trash to me. You know, I've been displeased with them for a long time."
Inafu licked the divine blood on the blade, his face full of satisfaction.
Although he once tried to win over Idros and Sagos, it did not mean that he liked them.
Just the opposite!
He despised Idros's weakness and hated Shags for revealing his ambition for the throne of the main god of the pantheon. Now was the time to take revenge.
"Well, whatever you want, I can just take a break and catch my breath."
Seeing that the God of War didn't need his help, Thrall was happy to sit on the ground and observe the situation on the battlefield.
Although the last heroic god in the Orc pantheon, Jedreg, was doing his best to resist the extremely ferocious green tide, and even destroyed a battle moon very close to the ground with his own power, his impact on the direction of the war was minimal.
Especially when the twins discovered this more delicious edible object, they immediately rushed over and started to attack it.
At the moment, Jedreg had no time to deal with the fully transformed orcs rushing in from all directions, and could only desperately resist these two little devils who were ruthless and vicious.
Needless to say, the reason why he hasn't given up is that he is expecting a miracle to happen, that is, Geumsh can repel Zuo Si and drive out all the invaders.
But unfortunately, this unrealistic desire is ultimately just a bubble.
Although the area shrouded by the void was pitch black, no one outside knew what was happening inside.
But after a while, all the audience saw a bloody eye being thrown out from inside.
Gruumsh's only remaining eye was also gouged out?!
Was this an unintentional or intentional tribute to a certain god?
All the gods in the Pantheon turned their eyes to the Lord God of Elves.
Corellon nodded in response, smiling politely.
Of course he knew it was intentional.
Given Zuo Si's character, once he has decided to take revenge, he will definitely do it to the extreme and let Geumsh taste the ultimate humiliation before his death.
And this eye is just the beginning.
After all, Gruumsh's followers and priests have always claimed that his lost eye was not lost in battle.
Because no one can take down the eyes of the great orc god.
The truth was stolen by the vile Corellon.
What Zuo Si has to do now is to let all the orcs see with their own eyes that Geumsh's other eye is dug out by his own hands, so as to completely destroy their spirit and faith.
"Boring. Looks like these ugly beasts are doomed."
Suna, the goddess of love and beauty, yawned first, then smoothed her long fiery red hair, stood up, summoned the portal, and disappeared without a trace.
She was originally disgusted by war, an act that destroys beautiful things. The reason she showed up today was just to see Zuo Si, the famous planeswalker, and to confirm whether he was her type.
Now that she had gotten the answer, there was naturally no need to stay any longer.
"Another glorious victory. I should prepare a small gift and give it to Soth as a congratulations."
Tempus also lost interest in the war.
Because he is the god of war and warriors, not the god of victory, a war with a confirmed outcome has no appeal to him at all.
In contrast, he was very interested in the Orcs and wanted to try to get some from Zuo Si and plant them in his own country.
In this way, the green-skinned orcs can engage in unprecedented wars with their believers every day. There will be new fun to watch every day, and you can even join in and enjoy endless happiness.
I have to say that Tempus's idea is indeed a bit dangerous.
As long as he fails to control the dandruff, hair, nails, etc. of the transformed green orcs and scatters them to other planes, it won't take long for them to become a disaster and even replace the demons in the Abyss, becoming the biggest scourge of this universe.
Just as everyone was staring at the black sphere in the center of the battlefield, the main brain that had obtained the spark of the mage began to launch a mental offensive against all planes within the reach of the orc pantheon according to the original plan.
Through psychic powers as powerful as those of Ilshensin, the god of the mind flayers, she allowed all the believers of the orc gods to directly see the ongoing war of gods, and broadcast the death of the two gods and the process of Gruumsh's last eye being thrown out through extremely shocking pictures.
Although many priests claim that this must be an illusion created by demons and enemies, you should never believe it easily.
But they soon found that they could no longer obtain divine arts, let alone get in touch with the gods they believed in...
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