"Then how do you explain why all our prayers have gone unanswered?"
"Not only that, starting two days ago, priests of the Sleepless One, Mother of Orcs, and God of Savagery can no longer obtain divine spells normally. On the contrary, priests and believers of the God of War are still the same as usual. Some of them have begun to notice this and are ambitiously colluding in private to seize power."
"And the new god that appeared in the vision. Some guys even claim that they have received his enlightenment and want to overthrow the rule of the great Gruumsh and establish a new orc society without oppression and exploitation. If they join forces with the followers of Inavor, I'm afraid we will all die."
"Then we should strike first and kill them!"
"Are you crazy? The followers of the God of War are all the backbone officers of the tribe, and they now have the power of magic. Let's not talk about whether we can defeat them. Even if we kill them, we will be seriously injured and become the weakest force in this wasteland."
"Then what do you say we should do? Are we going to wait here to die?"
"Maybe... maybe we can take the initiative to join them."
"What?! You mean... we betray the Sleepless?"
"This is not betrayal, but a move away from darkness to light. It is also for the survival and continuation of the tribe. Without the protection of the gods, we simply cannot survive in this cruel wilderness."
"But if we do this, we will lose all our power and status, and even become the lowest slaves."
"Becoming a slave is better than being dead. Don't forget, if the illusion is true, it means that our souls will no longer be able to go to the kingdom of God and gain eternal life after death."
"You damned coward! Was your previous belief in the Great Sleepless One all a fake? How dare you incite rebellion in front of me! I will chop off your head!"
"Come on! I'm not afraid of you! Let's see who dies first!"
…
Accompanied by fierce quarrels and even fights, the accumulated conflicts within this tribe of orcs living in an unknown material plane finally broke out completely.
The group that was inclined to change their beliefs had already secretly united with the followers of the god of war Inavr and launched a direct internal and external attack to seize power. In the fierce battle, they ruthlessly killed all those who believed in the old orc pantheon. Then they began to shape statues of Thrall with mud or stone according to the scenes they saw in their fantasy, and began to gather together to hold a grand conversion ceremony.
Although many ordinary orcs who could not read a single word had no idea what was going on, when they heard that the future leaders of the tribe would no longer continue to exploit and bully them as before, but would promote a relatively equal social concept, they expressed their support and showed unprecedented enthusiasm.
After all, these are visible and tangible benefits that involve the allocation of resources including food, weapons and equipment, and fertile women.
The exact same situation continues to occur simultaneously in thousands of planes where orcs exist.
In this way, Thrall, as the main god of the new orc pantheon, was no longer limited to Faerun, but spread to the entire universe with the riots, power seizures and conversions of one tribe after another.
The silent infiltration, along with the war of gods, was like two hands tightly strangling the neck of the old orc pantheon.
However, compared with the latter which is huge and eye-catching, the former has not been noticed yet because it is smaller in scale and very scattered.
But the damage it caused was not much less than the war between gods. On the contrary, it was even more terrible.
After all, God is an abstract, spiritual and philosophical being, and theoretically it is impossible to kill him completely and thoroughly.
Because as long as there are mortals who believe in him in this world, and as long as there are traces of his doctrines, temples, stone tablets, books, etc. left behind, it is entirely possible that he will be resurrected again one day in the future.
What the mastermind is doing right now is to attack the root or even wipe out the foundation of the orc gods.
Once they begin to accept Thrall's teachings and abandon barbarism and embrace civilization, those traditional originally and backward ideas and doctrines will quickly be eliminated, and even despised and spurned.
You must know that one of the essences of civilization is to rely on human power to transform nature in a way that is beneficial to itself, while barbarism is just the opposite, and humans must integrate into and adapt to nature.
The two are completely opposite in terms of behavior style and thinking logic.
Therefore, the more orcs believe in Thrall, the fewer orcs will believe in the old gods headed by Gruumsh.
In addition, the development of productivity promoted by civilization will accelerate population expansion, and it won't be long before the balance of power is reversed.
When the number of orcs who believe in Thrall reaches more than 70 or 80 percent, and the number of those who believe in the old orc gods is less than 20 percent, Gruumsh will gradually lose his most important "orc" priesthood and completely become a marginalized weak divine power.
He may continue to exist for a long time in the future, but he will never pose any threat to Zuo Si.
Just the opposite!
This guy needs to be on guard at all times against his former adjutant, Inavuda, who might come and kill him.
After all, for the God of War, as long as this former main god is still alive, the world will never forget his betrayal.
This would undoubtedly be very embarrassing for Inavro, who likes to emphasize loyalty in his doctrine.
If we were to make a list of gods who most wish that Gruumsh would die, both Zoro and Thrall would give way to Inavro.
Unfortunately, the initiative in the war between gods was not in his hands, and he was not qualified to fight Gruumsh head-on now.
Just when the entire old orc pantheon was on the verge of crumbling under Zuo Si's well-thought-out combination of punches, the mastermind who was part of the executor of the plan was listening to reports from his subordinates.
"Supreme Great Mastermind, according to your instructions, we have sent mental signals to more than 3,461 planes and more than 400,000 orc tribes. More than two-thirds of them have successfully launched a coup and planted the seeds of faith. Do you want to continue?"
A high-level mind-stimulating demon with six tentacles gave a very precise and accurate data in an extremely respectful tone.
Relying on technology from other time and space, all the psychic equipment here has achieved an all-round and three-dimensional upgrade.
In particular, the psychic technology from the Warhammer universe has given a lot of inspiration to the Elder Brains and the Mind Flayers.
With the combined effects of biotechnology, genetic technology and magic, this place has become a super-stitched monster that combines the dark Cthulhu style with future technology.
Countless worlds conquered and occupied by the Mind Flayers are now filled with "farms" dedicated to raising and breeding intelligent creatures.
There are even quality grades based on type, intelligence level, education, taste and texture.
Only the Mastermind and the mind flayers of high enough status are qualified to enjoy the highest quality brains, while ordinary low-level mind flayers can only eat the cheap brains produced in a short period of time on the assembly line.
Although both brains can provide them with enough nutrients to survive.
By establishing class barriers in this way, the Mastermind can easily divide the entire huge mind flayer community into two classes, and then it only needs to control the upper elites to achieve the exploitation, enslavement and absolute control of the lower mind flayers.
Not only that!
The Elder Brain also encourages the mind flayers to develop interests and hobbies and form their own small circles, and then incites hostility between two groups with conflicting views and ideologies to ensure that they can never unite to resist the rule.
It is estimated that Zuo Si himself would not have thought that this rational part split from Isadora's personality would be so good at learning and mastering the techniques of horizontal and vertical cutting of society.
The most important thing is that she is not like an ordinary main brain that cannot move itself, but can create clones by splitting.
This means that even if a small group of mind flayers get out of control, she can easily appear directly in front of the rebels and complete mental control through cross-dimensional and cross-temporal teleportation.
Through the above methods, Mastermind Isadora has established an extremely large Mind Flayer empire and firmly controlled it.
At the moment, one of her brain clones was standing in front of the huge brain pool in the appearance of a beautiful girl. She raised her chin slightly and responded, "No need. Our mission is to spread the seeds of faith. As for whether they can break through the soil and grow vigorously, that is something the other party needs to consider. After all, I am not the nanny of the new orc god."
"Understood. I will immediately notify everyone to stop interfering with their minds and withdraw immediately."
The Heart Demon hurriedly bent down and lowered his head to express his awe and obedience to the Mastermind.
Because he knew very well that if he had even the slightest bit of pride or inappropriate thoughts, he would not only lose his current high position, but he might even be ordered to commit suicide and hand over his brain.
If you don't want to end up like this, the only right thing to do is to stop having wild thoughts and make sure you are absolutely loyal to the Supreme Mastermind.
After watching the Heart-Turning Demon turn around and disappear at the end of the intricate, maze-like corridor, another Heart-Turning Demon who had obviously been baptized by the Shining Oil immediately stepped forward and asked in an uncertain tone, "Great Supreme Mastermind, I don't understand why you don't take this opportunity to intervene in the internal fighting among the orcs?
Although they are not very smart and the texture and taste of their brains are quite poor.
But if we can bring it back as food reserves, it would be a very good choice, at least it can increase the population of mind flayers by millions.
These newly born mind flayers can help you conquer a new world and establish at least hundreds of intelligent creature breeding farms there."
“That’s not necessary.
The number of mind flayers I currently rule and the area of control are already large enough, there is no need to expand further.
You have to understand that the mind flayers rely on eating the brains of intelligent creatures to survive.
This means that they are in a very high position in the food chain ecosystem.
According to the laws and rules of nature, the number of organisms in high ecological niches must not be too large, otherwise famine will occur due to food shortage.
Although I can connect infinite time and space through the planeswalker spark, if the number of mind flayers exceeds a certain threshold, everything will quickly get out of control.
Those who are in food crisis will do their best to start wars to conquer and plunder more intelligent creatures to feed themselves.
Maybe it is just a small snowball at the beginning, but as it rolls, it will turn into a terrible avalanche, which is the natural disaster that destroys everything in Soth's words.
Therefore, we cannot expand indefinitely, but must control our scale within a relatively reasonable range.”
The mastermind Isadora directly expressed her true thoughts.
Because these high-level mind-harnessing demons that have been fully transformed by the sparkling oil are different from ordinary mind-flayers. They were created as think tanks and true assistants. Their thoughts and wills are not controlled by the main brain, and they are mainly responsible for providing some constructive opinions.
In addition, the mastermind Isadora created them for another purpose, which was to arrange some spies around him to ensure that Zuo Si could see his every move immediately as long as he wanted.
This direct exposure of personal privacy is used to maintain trust between two people.
As an absolutely rational being, she is well aware that as her strength continues to grow, it is far from enough to rely solely on emotional, physical and spiritual pleasure to maintain an intimate relationship. She needs to add something more reliable and solid.
What's more, Zuo Si is not the kind of person who is more emotional than rational. Although he is not completely without emotions, he always considers problems from the perspective of interests first.
So the mastermind Isadora came up with a permanent solution.
This is like actively installing surveillance cameras and guns in your room, and handing over the control and trigger to the other party.
In this way, even the most suspicious person will not easily become suspicious.
It turns out that the only way to keep two powerful entities close and trusting each other is for one of them to make unconditional compromises.
To some extent, the mastermind Isadora is the one who best understands Zuo Si's deep thoughts, ideas and needs.
Wanhua Heart-Enhancing Demon nodded slightly: "I see, I think I understand what you mean. Next we will start a new discussion and formulate a plan for you to maintain the current scale."
"Very good. Remember, Soth hates everything that is uncontrollable, so your plan must be based on absolute control." Mastermind Isadora reminded solemnly.
After arranging new tasks for her assistants, she once again turned her gaze towards the kingdom of the orc gods, staring at the huge black sphere located in the middle of the battlefield.
As a planeswalker, she could feel the energy and matter inside almost boiling.
That was the spillover effect of Zuo Si's fierce battle with the orc god Geumsh.
However, when it touches the outer barrier under the wrap of the void, it will begin to transform between matter and energy at a high speed, and eventually cool down and be reflected back into the sphere.
In other words, this thing is a bit like a completely enclosed barrier.
Except for the planeswalkers who can connect to other time and space and universes through their own sparks, other non-planeswalkers can only be trapped in them and constantly consume themselves without any replenishment.
Not to mention replenishment, all released divine power will be distorted and transformed into raw dark void energy.
As this situation continues, Zuo Si becomes increasingly powerful, while Geumsh inevitably becomes increasingly weaker.
In fact, the orc god has shrunk from hundreds of meters in height to less than ten meters in height now. At the same time, his last eye has been gouged out, and he can only rely on divine perception to fight.
As the opponent, Zuo Si was like an elegant and shrewd hunter. He was not in a hurry to launch a fatal blow. Instead, he enjoyed the hunting process, appreciated the painful struggle of the prey, and continued to weaken the target.
"Dear Gruumsh, if you don't mind, can you tell me what you are still holding on to? At this point, anyone who is not blind can see that the orc pantheon you lead is doomed."
"You want me to surrender and become your plaything? Dream on! I would rather die than surrender to anyone."
Gruumsh raised his head to reveal a face covered in blood, and the eye socket above his nose was missing a single eye, leaving only a bloody hole. He looked extremely hideous and scary.
"Oh? I'm curious, what makes you hate other races besides orcs so much, and the gods they believe in?"
Zuo Si gently shook off the blood stains on the sword and asked curiously.
Gruumsh wiped the blood from his broken fangs and replied with a sneer, "Because they deceived me and all the orcs when they divided the world. They occupied the most and richest land under the guise of civilization, and left the wilderness and forests to the orcs like garbage.
They were the ones who disrespected us and abandoned us first.
That's why I have to fight wars to gain more land and living space for the orcs.
Especially the elves, led by Corellon, always think that they are more elegant, beautiful and noble, and regard orcs as symbols of barbarism, vulgarity and ugliness.
If it were you, would you endure such humiliation and fight back? "
"So... your spiritual essence as a god is derived from the orcs' inner resentment, anger, and strong desire for revenge towards reality?"
Zuo Si grasped the key point almost instantly.
The more he learned about the gods of the universe where the planet Toril was located, the more he realized that, apart from the primitive gods who were transformed from the wild gods who were born with the universe, the birth of each new god corresponded to the strong desire in the subconscious of mortals, or some mortals.
Especially the orc god in front of him, there is no myth in the legend like Corellon creating the elves and Moradin creating the dwarves.
This means that he is most likely not the creator of the orc race, but was born from primitive beliefs and worship.
So for the primitive orcs, what made them most angry, unacceptable, and what made them most eager to get God's help?
Of course, it is the contempt and rejection of oneself that is felt by humans, elves, and dwarves alike.
Because although there are many conflicts among races that embrace civilization, they always maintain communication, trade and a considerable degree of cooperation, and are able to appreciate each other's strengths to a certain extent.
But what about the orcs?
They have neither the dwarves' talents for metalworking and weapon-smithing;
Nor do they have the elves' innate ability to coexist harmoniously with nature, create and appreciate art; nor do they have humans' powerful learning ability, adaptability, and tolerance.
Basically, they are either robbing or on the way to rob.
No one would have a good impression of such a race.
Therefore, frictions and even wars often occur among humans, dwarves, and elves for territory, but once they discover the threat from orcs, they will immediately temporarily cease fire and unite to repel the invading bandits.
In order to defeat enemies who are superior to themselves in terms of weapons, equipment, organizational capabilities and civilization level, the orcs need a powerful god to stand for them.
It was probably under such circumstances that Geumsh was nurtured bit by bit by faith.
This also explains why his main duties are orcs, territory, strength, survival, and conquest.
The only problem is that these priesthoods can be integrated into a powerful neutral or even lawful god like Bane, the god of tyranny, allowing the orcs to evolve from a primitive tribal system to a more powerful, destructive and aggressive militarism.
But Gruumsh inherited the orcs' primitive chaotic nature, as well as their worship of power and violence, and continued to amplify it, creating huge divisions and self-consumption within the race.
What's even worse is that his appearance has made the prejudices that already existed in the orc society even more extreme, and they are more convinced that the misfortune, poverty and backwardness they are suffering now are all conspiracies and betrayals of other races such as humans, elves, and dwarves.
So it is only natural for you to rob the other party because the other party owes you money.
As we all know, people always unconsciously exaggerate their role in the team, emphasizing that if it were not for their key decisions or diligent efforts at a certain moment, the final result would definitely be a million miles worse than it is now.
Even if his job content is just drinking tea, reading newspapers, and occasionally approving a few trivial documents that are of no importance.
By the same token, blaming others for one's misfortune and taking one's anger out on external factors has always been a common trait of all intelligent creatures.
The purpose of the birth of the orc god is to transfer all the anger and dissatisfaction to other races.
The most terrifying thing is that they have formed a certain degree of logical closed loop.
After understanding this, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh: "God is really a pitiful creature. He is so powerful and immortal, but he can't even have his own independent thoughts and consciousness. He can only be constantly influenced by mortal believers."
"Are you pitying me?!"
Gruumsh became obviously more angry, and the bloody hole on his face continued to spew out divine blood.
Because in his eyes this was a naked humiliation.
"Don't you deserve mercy?"
Zuo Si asked back with a chuckle.
"You and your pantheon were born from the anger and hatred of the orcs, and you continue to strengthen this anger and hatred until they are completely integrated into every aspect of society.
Ultimately, this endless cycle of mutual achievement between gods and mortal believers has led to the orcs' current barbaric, primitive, and hated status.
You reject all advanced knowledge, technology and experience from the outside world, reject all forms of change, and retain the most backward ruling methods and tribal structures.
So after who knows how many years of development, the elves established a super magic civilization that spanned multiple planes and could travel through different crystal walls. The dwarves established one powerful kingdom after another in the underground world, and humans occupied most of the land on the surface world.
The orcs are still the same as before, as if they were stuck in a vicious circle that they can't escape.
But you still think you have done a good job, helping the orcs win war after war and taking away a lot of spoils and slaves.
How ironic and ridiculous this is.
Because you don't understand at all what is the most important thing for the development and growth of a race.
What's more, you personally pushed the entire pantheon into the abyss of collapse and destruction."
"Shut up! I don't want to hear your nonsense!
The essence of the universe is the survival of the fittest! You are stronger than me now, so you can say whatever you want! But in the final analysis, it is only because you are strong that you are qualified to say such things! "
As the last word escaped his lips, Gruumsh rushed forward and launched a fierce attack.
Although he was very clear that this attack, which had long been seen through, was completely futile and could not pose even the slightest threat to the enemy in front of him.
Even in the collision between divine power and quasi-divine power, Zuo Si was obviously stronger.
The soul energy that continuously flows in from the ninth level of Baator Hell seems to be inexhaustible.
In addition, the will of the entire hell plane is strengthened.
As the main god of the pantheon, Gruumsh has dealt with lords of other levels and big devils in hell.
But no one is like Zuo Si, who can throw away precious soul energy as if it were free.
He even doubted that the other party's power as a great devil alone was enough to defeat his own powerful divine power.
Ding! When the divine spear approached, it was easily blocked by the sharp sword in Zuo Si's hand as expected. Then the two sides launched a fierce and fast-paced offensive and defensive battle at a speed far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
If you observe with the naked eye, you can't even see the afterimage, you can only vaguely make out the light curtain that is covering and spreading all around.
Yes, in this barrier that simulates the dark void environment, even light will be distorted into another form.
Therefore, the current confrontation between Zuo Si and Geumsh is not based on the eyes, but on extraordinary perception beyond vision, hearing, and touch.
To put it bluntly, I predicted your prediction, and you predicted my prediction...
In this almost infinite nesting process, anyone who makes a mistake in judgment will be defeated immediately.
If it were his heyday, Geumus would naturally not be afraid of this kind of hard power confrontation.
The good news is that too much of his strength had been consumed in the previous confrontation, and he was unable to get even a little bit of replenishment due to the isolation of the barrier. Even the home advantage he should have had was completely reversed.
In just less than five minutes, his perception could no longer keep up, and Zuo Si's sword cut a horrific wound on his face so deep that the bone was visible.
It formed an X shape with the previous wound.
“Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!”
The pain, anger, and naked humiliation intertwined together, finally making Gruumsh unable to hold back and let out a desperate roar, waving the spear in his hand wildly like a madman.
But the next second...
Another more intense pain came from the lower body.
I saw a bloody organ stuck on the blade of the sharp sword.
Obviously, Zuo Si was not satisfied with just gouging out the last eye of his enemy, he went a step further and castrated him.
You should know that in addition to the above-mentioned priesthoods, Gruumsh also controls the reproductive power of orc males.
But now, he might no longer be the object of worship for those orcs who pursue powerful strength.
"Asshole! I'm going to fight you!"
Geumsh once again activated his violent ability and wanted to leave a mark for Zuo Si before he died.
But Zuo Si dodged directly and began to close the barrier around him that simulated the dark void environment. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an evil look on his face, "Want to fight me to death? Sorry, I won't do as you wish.
And from now on, our previous grudges are completely resolved.
You should save more energy to deal with Thrall.
Because next he will start competing with you for the faith of the entire orc race.
By the way, this is not limited to the continent of Faerun, but the entire universe."
Before he finished speaking!
The entire barrier continued to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pure black, non-reflective sphere that fell into the palm of the hand.
moment!
The humiliating scars that covered Gruumsh from head to toe immediately made all the gods in the Pantheon gasp.
Although most of them had heard of Zuo Si's ferocity and brutality in his revenge, they never expected that he would be so cruel and brutal.
Whether it was gouging out eyes, leaving an X-shaped scar on the face, or direct castration, or leaving a large number of insulting words on the body through some unknown means, all of them showed that the executioner had no reverence for God.
If possible, the gods would obviously prefer Zuo Si to kill Geumsh easily rather than torturing, abusing and humiliating him like he is doing now.
That would make the gods feel embarrassed, or even offended.
But Zuo Si obviously didn't care about these.
He treated Gruumsh in this way to make the gods clearly aware that they have the ability to destroy a pantheon supported by powerful divine power and push them, who are high and mighty, into the abyss.
So it's best not to bother yourself when you have nothing to do.
"Damn you, Soth! I swear that one day I will make you pay for what you did today! You will regret not killing me immediately!"
Geumsh obviously noticed the disappearance of the barrier, and he was immediately filled with grief and anger.
Because he understood that his ugly behavior had been exposed to the eyes of gods and even mortals, and he could no longer expect to raise his head and become a god.
Even Xirik is qualified to laugh at himself.
After all, although the latter was beaten up by the coalition of gods, he at least retained his last dignity for the sake of Io, the god above all gods.
But at this moment, even his underwear was stripped off.
"Regret? Hahahaha!
Do you think you are qualified to say this now? Go away!
Get away and find a place to hide and lick your wounds.
Otherwise, it won't be long before your followers start to defect in masse, and eventually they will die."
After saying this, Zuo Si suddenly flashed to the front, raised his foot and kicked the Orc God out of his own kingdom with a bang, and disappeared in the passage leading to the first level of Shura Field.
Seeing that their main god was completely defeated, the other petitioners and gods who were still resisting gave up resistance and chose to accept their fate.
The god of war Inavur killed Idros and Shags without any hesitation, without any worry that other enemies would take advantage of the situation after his divine power was greatly weakened.
After all, at this time, no one would take the huge risk to offend Zuo Si, who had just won a war between gods, and come to kill himself.
In other words, he is now in a protected state, so he can naturally consider eliminating future troubles.
The heroic god Jedreg had already been torn into pieces and eaten by the twins, leaving not even a trace of residue.
At this point, Inavu himself was the only one left in the entire old orc pantheon.
"Phew - it's finally over."
Thrall slowly stood up and walked to Zuo Si's side, staring with a complicated expression at this terrible man who first led him into the abyss step by step and then pushed him to the throne of god.
After a full minute, he asked in an uncertain tone: "I have completed the task you assigned to me. I am completely free now, right?"
Zuo Si nodded decisively: "Yes, you are free now. You can do whatever you want, even establish a civilization system dominated by orcs in a certain plane."
"Aren't you worried that one day I might become your enemy?"
Sal continued to probe cautiously.
Because even though he has become a god, he still can't figure out what is going on in the other person's mind.
"Can you?"
Zuo Si stared into Sal's eyes with a smile.
The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head desperately: "No, of course not. I don't want to set myself up as an opponent that I can't defeat at all. By the way, thank you for helping me break the restrictions of the plane and the crystal wall and helping me spread the flame of faith. This saves me a lot of effort."
"You're welcome. We both get what we want. Also, I suggest you be careful with Inav. He won't be willing to be the second in command forever. Instead, he will try every means to take advantage of the opportunity to expand his influence."
Zuo Si obviously saw through the orc god's little thoughts at a glance.
After all, there will be a long period of time between the fall of Gruumsh and the complete replacement of Thrall.
As long as Inafu makes good use of this period of time, he will be able to control the army during the transformation of many orc tribes, and then use the army to establish and control the country.
In this way, he can create the most ideal militaristic regime in his mind in certain planes, thereby allowing his followers to have the upper hand in terms of number and influence.
"Please rest assured, that guy will not succeed. Because when it comes to playing politics and power, the level of all orc gods, including him, is too low."
There was an unparalleled strong confidence in Sal's tone.
After all, he had dealt with far more serious situations and problems in Azeroth.
"In that case, then quickly choose a place to build your own kingdom. Only in this way can the souls of your believers have a home. As for this place, I think it is no longer suitable for anyone to live in."
After saying that, Zuo Si swept his eyes across the area that had been covered by the fungal blanket, as well as the army of fully transformed orcs that were partying everywhere.
Even though most of the petitioners have accepted their fate, it doesn't mean the greenskins will let them go.
Because the Orks, who were in a "waaaaaaagh" state, didn't want to end the war so early and lose their fun.
Therefore, they will not accept any form of surrender at all, and will deliberately give up all powerful long-range weapons and super bombs, and only use melee weapons to encourage the enemy to fight with them.
Hansel and Gretel, the two little gluttons, were also unwilling to end the feast and continued to devour the petitioners everywhere.
The entire old orc pantheon, which had accumulated the souls of its believers for who knows how many years, gradually perished in the ruthless slaughter and devouring.
But these have nothing to do with Zuo Si.
Because he always left such trivial matters as dealing with the aftermath to his subordinates, he was blocked by the dark girl Eilistraee when he just returned to the continent of Faerun.
"Congratulations on defeating another powerful opponent. I think no one in the entire God Realm dares to cause trouble to you easily now." Iristrie took the lead and complimented politely.
"Thank you, this is exactly what I wanted."
Zuo Si also bowed slightly in response in an elegant manner.
Although strictly speaking, he is not the same kind of person as the goddess in front of him who likes to run around naked.
But as long as the spider goddess Rose is still alive, there is huge room for cooperation between the two sides.
"Aren't you afraid of angering the gods and being besieged like Cyric?"
Iristri pursed her lips and asked in a half-joking tone.
Zuo Si also responded in a half-joking tone: “No, of course not worried.
Because I am different from guys like Xirik and Gewushi who are full of hatred and offend people and cause trouble everywhere. Every action I take has a very clear motive and purpose.
In other words, my behavior follows clear patterns and can be predicted by everyone.
As long as my bottom line is not touched, then we can all live in peace.
Even a little careful friction will not escalate to the level of hatred.
Apart from that, the most important point is that I am strong enough to prevent all potential enemies from acting rashly.
Besides, you didn't come all the way here just to chat with me about these trivial matters, did you? "
Iristri immediately shook her head: "No, of course not. In fact, I came here this time because I want to ask you a question."
"Please go ahead."
Zuo Si gave the dark girl a kind smile.
"My mother said something very strange before. She said that I would soon get an opportunity..."
Before Iristri could finish her words, the sky above her head suddenly became dark.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely huge figure blocked out the sun's rays and cast a shadow on the ground that made countless mortals feel fear and despair.
First there is a huge head, followed by an extremely strong body, and finally a tail that exudes the breath of despair and death.
The moment it appeared, all life on the planet Toril fell into an irresistible nightmare of horror.
(End of this chapter)
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