"Find some fun in your eternal life? Haha, it looks like that familiar magic goddess is about to come back."
Feeling the slight vibration coming from the surrounding magic net, Zuo Si chuckled and muttered to himself.
Because he understood that Midnight was merely gradually returning to the essence of the magic network - chaos.
After all, the first magic goddess Mithriel is in the chaotic neutral camp, representing the original and most primitive state of the magic network.
The second generation magic goddess Mystra is rather strange. Due to some unknown reasons, she often vacillates between the lawful and chaotic camps, but generally speaking, her tendency is still chaos most of the time. Her numerous voters and lovers are the best proof of this.
As for the third generation magic goddess Midnight, she was obviously neutral and good at the beginning.
But later it began to gradually deviate towards absolute neutrality, and now it has crossed the central axis and is moving towards chaotic neutrality.
It is foreseeable that she will eventually become more and more similar to her previous two.
Whether it is the mystery and elusiveness of the first generation magic goddess, or the capriciousness and debauchery of the second generation magic goddess, they will gradually become a part of her character.
This is determined by the core nature of the magic network and is not affected by Midnight's personal will.
In a way, being a god in this universe is actually quite sad.
No matter what ambitions, aspirations, and wishes they had when they were mortals, they would inevitably become less and less like their original selves after becoming gods.
Without going into the distant past, let's look at the three men who successfully became gods as mortals after the Years of Turmoil: Midnight, Kelemvor, and Cyric.
Clemvor, who has become the God of Death, is becoming more and more indifferent. The kindness that he originally possessed from his mortal nature is gradually fading away, and his entire body exudes a cold and ruthless aura.
After all, how could a god who deals with the dead all day be sunny and cheerful?
Of course, this is also one of the common characteristics of all death gods.
Not to mention Xirik, who is a typical psychopath whose divinity and priesthood have devoured his sanity, and he has long since made a complete break with his mortal self who was waving and struggling between good and evil.
If there was anything he had left over from his mortal days, it was a deep hatred for his teammates, Midnight and Kelemvor.
And Midnight is gradually abandoning what she insisted on when she was a mortal and becoming more and more like a second-generation magic goddess.
So even though there are countless geniuses and ambitious people in the continent of Faerun who want to become one of them, Zuo Si always treats them as trash, and even regards gods as chess pieces that can be manipulated and fooled.
Because as long as you understand the nature of a god, what he desires and what he wants to achieve, there is theoretically a lot of room for maneuver.
After all, gods are not like mortals. They can be easily coerced and bribed to change their positions, or even be influenced by external environmental factors.
This is just like the god of justice Tyr will never give up the pursuit of fairness and justice, the god of suffering Ilmater will not give up helping the poor at the bottom of society, and the god of tyranny Bane will not give up supporting those powerful dictators.
The purity of gods makes dealing with them far easier than dealing with mortals.
At least that's what Zuo Si thought.
Just as he was thinking about what changes the transformation of the Magic Goddess Midnight would bring to the world, the God of War Tempus, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't wait any longer and walked straight over and asked directly: "What were you talking about with the Mother of Magic just now?"
"Nothing, just about the war started by Asmodeus and some more private personal issues." Zuo Si shrugged and replied.
"Ha! What a coincidence! I am here for this war as well. I believe that with your wisdom, you should have guessed my intention, right?"
Tempus was obviously the kind of god who didn't like beating around the bush, so he stated his intentions directly and directly.
Because it is not difficult to guess, it is completely obvious.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Of course.
As a warrior and god of war, you naturally want this great war involving the entire universe to continue.
In fact, according to my judgment, it will indeed evolve towards a long-term and lasting nature, just like a bloody battle.
But if you want to intervene, I think now is not the time. You should wait until a round of war breaks out between the two sides and the future eternal battlefield is determined.
At that time, you and your followers will be free to join any side as mercenaries."
"You mean... that Asmodeus's invincible demon army will be stopped somewhere?"
Tempus' eyes lit up slightly, revealing an expression of great interest.
Because from what he observed, there was currently no one in the entire Seventh Heaven Mountain who could stop the Lord of Hell's crushing victory.
And judging from his posture, Asmodeus is determined to destroy the entire plane and the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven.
This was the revenge he had been secretly planning for tens of millions of years or even longer, and he would never stop before achieving his goal.
“That’s inevitable.
Because even if the good camp can't hold on, don't they still have the elements in the inner planes? Don't forget, when the Queen of Chaos brought demons to sweep across the universe, many elemental dukes and princes intervened.
The first rule of this universe since its birth is the balance of camps.
No matter good, evil, order or chaos, no one can suppress the other and dominate the entire universe.
If anyone has such thoughts and takes actual actions, the most powerful neutral camp will intervene and make him face reality.
I admit that the great Lord of Hell does possess unfathomable wisdom and strategies, but as long as he remains within this framework, he cannot escape the restrictions of the rules.
The only suspense is how many members of the Seven Fierce Council of Heaven will die in this war, and to what extent the Seventh Heaven Mountain will be destroyed.
As for the complete fall...
I can assure you 100% that this kind of thing will never happen.
Because the other exalted planes will not allow it, and the inner elemental planes will not allow it either."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave his judgment openly.
"So that's why you didn't join in? You knew Asmodeus couldn't win?"
Tempus raised his eyebrows as if he understood something.
Zuo Si chuckled and explained: “I am partly responsible for this.
After all, I am a person who hates losing, and what I hate more than losing cleanly is being stuck in an endless tug of war.
Like the bloody battle, in addition to letting the Khorne Angel Zariel go to the front line instead of me, have you ever seen me take any other actions? I will never do such stupid things where the input and return are completely disproportionate.
I got involved in the bloody battle before because my relationship with Asmodeus was that of a superior and a subordinate, so I had to fulfill my obligations.
But now, he and I are equal in status, so there is no need to play this game with him that is doomed to be unrewarding."
"Well, it seems that you won't stand on my side this time, right?"
A hint of disappointment appeared on Tempus's face.
After all, he wanted to join forces with this planeswalker to do something big.
"No!
Just the opposite.
My goal is actually the same as yours, which is to stabilize this war as soon as possible, and then transform it from a fierce fighting like a bloody battle to a relatively mild confrontation.
In fact, with the help of the goddess of wealth Waukeen and her church, the Ninth Plane that I rule has begun selling weapons, potions, and equipment to those exalted planes.
In this way, the gap in weapons and technology between the two sides can be quickly narrowed.
If you are interested, I can also include your followers and church members in the process.”
Zuo Si calmly extended an invitation to the god of war.
Because this is a war that may affect many dimensions and countless gods.
The pitiful amount of smuggling by the Church of Waukeen alone is simply not enough to meet the huge and hungry demand of the entire upper plane.
As for the ban issued by the Lord of Hell, it had long since become a piece of waste paper in his eyes.
I believe that Asmodeus must know this with his intelligence, but both sides are smart and no one is stupid enough to expose it.
Because the King of Demons is a purely rational political creature through and through.
What good could he gain from a falling out?
The answer is obviously no.
Not only would he lose important sources of weapons and equipment and souls from other planes and universes, but he would also create a dangerous enemy for no reason and even cause a rift in the current political structure within the devil.
Therefore, compared to the enemy who obtained a small amount of weapons and equipment, leaving the planeswalker Zuo Si in Baator can ensure maximum benefits.
Therefore, the Lord of Hell will only turn a blind eye to the Ninth Level Arms Group's acts of aiding the enemy.
Even if some ignorant guy leaked this matter, Asmodeus would only choose to kill him to silence him, and then announce to the public that such a thing never happened. Thors was innocent, loyal to Hell, and had never violated any laws or rules.
As outrageous and dark as it sounds, this is the quality that a mature and rational politician should have.
After all, compared with the huge benefits that Zuo Si could bring, the losses he caused were simply insignificant.
This is also why Zuo Si firmly believed that if a person is kind, he will never be good at playing politics, and if a person is good at playing politics, he will never be kind.
The two are fundamentally opposed.
As for the set of rules followed by the Seventh Heaven Mountain, they are not worthy of being called "politics" at all. Instead, they are more like a group of rigid machines that only execute according to rules and regulations.
Once there is a problem with the rules and regulations, the internal situation will fall into chaos in minutes.
In contrast, the devils on the evil side will try every possible means to bypass or take advantage of loopholes.
"As expected of a devil prince who built the ninth level of hell from scratch, second only to Asmodeus as the Great Devil."
The Crimson Knight was clearly smarter than his father God, and he immediately understood why the other party dared to do such a thing with impunity.
To be precise, she was frightened by the unspoken understanding between Zuo Si and Asmodeus, as well as their extremely rational political thinking.
It is also understandable why many scholars say that the devil from hell is the most terrifying conspiracy master and political machine in the universe.
The most terrifying thing about demons is that they clearly know that the people around them may be their enemies, but they can still form a tacit understanding and even cooperation while constantly fighting each other.
Until they are absolutely sure, no one will turn against each other easily, but will maintain a superficial unity.
If it were demons or yugoloths, they would have started stabbing each other a long time ago.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment."
Zuo Si smiled at the goddess of strategy.
He still has a good impression of the daughter of the God of War.
After all, in a place like Faerun, it is rare to find such a rational goddess.
Even if we exclude the faction factor, most goddesses are either willful, paranoid, crazy, overly naive and idealistic, or their minds are full of thoughts about causing trouble and making big things.
"So how do you plan to cooperate specifically?"
The Crimson Knight took over from Tempus and began preparing for the negotiations.
To be precise, almost every time the latter wanted to sign some agreement with other gods, she would come forward to check it to prevent her father's chaotic nature from acting out and falling into a trap.
Zuo Si responded very straightforwardly: "The way to cooperate is very simple.
I will provide the weapons, equipment, potions and the corresponding prices, and you will use your neutral status to sell them to the army of the good camp.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will not be responsible for delivery, nor will I provide any after-sales service.
They don't even go through normal trading channels, but are smuggled out instead.
You don't need to bring back the money you get from the sale, you can directly purchase the raw materials on the list from the other party.
When I come back, I will exchange your share for what you need, including money and various goods and services.
As for the profit sharing ratio, let's just stick with 40% and 60% for now.
You take 40% and I take 60%. "
"Being a middleman in selling arms?"
Tempus stroked his chin, obviously not very interested in this kind of business behavior.
Because there is nothing business related in his ministry.
"Father God, this is done to balance the power of both sides, so that you can intervene in this unprecedented grand war as soon as possible and more safely. It can also increase your influence." The Crimson Knight persuaded solemnly.
"Okay, let's do this first. I'll let the church and believers cooperate with you, and you just need to take charge."
After saying that, Tempus left the job to his daughter and left.
He had already gotten what he wanted to know, and all that was left was to wait patiently for the best time to make his move.
Instead, the Crimson Knight stayed and discussed with Zuo Si for two or three hours, and only signed a contract after repeatedly confirming that there were no problems.
Eventually, the God of War Tempus and his daughter, the Red Knight, also sent people to the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level and began their careers as arms dealers.
In just a few weeks, they were selling all kinds of weapons, equipment and potions everywhere.
Compared to the cunning and greed of the followers of the goddess of wealth, Woking, the greatest advantage of the followers of Tempus and the Red Knight is their sincerity.
They never raised prices and didn't care about profits. They just wanted to deliver the goods to the troops in need as quickly as possible, and then watch the two sides fight evenly on the battlefield.
Over time, we have established a good business credit.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.
After signing the contract with the Crimson Knight, he returned directly to the royal palace in Port Calin.
As the rule of the West Coast Empire became more and more stable and more and more popular, this most important, most popular and prosperous city in the south of Faerun has completely changed.
If it weren't for the magnificent and huge palace that still exists, people would hardly be able to see any trace of the past.
Almost all the ancient buildings have been demolished, and the streets have undergone rounds of planning and reconstruction. They now look a bit like modern metropolises on Earth.
Countless airships, magic ships, and small aircraft in the sky travel back and forth between various places and even different dimensions.
On the ground, there are horse-drawn carriages, magical vehicles powered by puzzle locks, and a public transportation network similar to a subway underground.
Electric lights and magic lamps have completely replaced torches and oil lamps, and even torches with eternal flames have been replaced.
A wide variety of shops, services and entertainment venues are scattered throughout the streets and alleys, and the port is extremely busy all year round.
The most important thing is that due to the popularity of magic mazes, ordinary people can also enjoy the convenience of magic through specific spells.
But this also directly led to the complete elimination of those engaged in pure physical labor.
Whether in the dock area or the airship loading and unloading area, you can no longer see the shirtless workers carrying goods, only the warehouse managers who use spells to make the boxes float in the air.
As for those eliminated manual laborers, basically all of them were forced to leave the city and settle in villages and towns without magic mazes.
Only there can they still find jobs to support their families.
It can be predicted that with the aging and death of these people, and the decline in society's demand for manual laborers, the quality of the entire empire's population will take a big step forward.
Everyone is optimistic that the great West Coast Empire will continue to develop at a rapid pace and lead the world into an unprecedented era of prosperity.
Many scholars even began to claim that the Empire had surpassed in all aspects the civilization established by the elves in the past, as well as the era of Netheril that was once often praised by spellcasters.
Zhubao even wrote the "Chronicle of Miracles" from the year Zuo Si arrived in the continent of Faerun.
The bureaucracy boasted that under the rule of the empire, no one had died from poverty, hunger, and cold for many years.
This is a remarkable achievement in the continent of Faerun and is definitely worth writing about.
In short, in the eyes of most people, the future situation is not just good, but very good.
Only Zuo Si himself knew that the West Coast Empire was not far from reaching the ceiling of its development.
Because this is a world where technology is limited, and no matter how magic develops, it is difficult to truly benefit the lower classes.
After all, the threshold to become a mage and the financial resources and resources required are there.
Especially genius, which is always scarce no matter when or where.
Therefore, Zuo Si's attitude towards the empire he built with his own hands has shifted from active development to maintenance.
After briefly meeting with important ministers and listening to their reports, he went straight to the harem to meet his queen and his daughter who was enjoying family happiness.
"When did you come back?"
Aisha quickly stood up and knelt before her husband.
Zuo Si glanced at little Annie who was sitting obediently on the chair, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Because this rebellious little thing was surprisingly honest in front of his mother.
Could this be the so-called "distance creates beauty"? Because they spend less time together and are unconditionally doted on, there is no conflict between little Annie and her mother, so they are naturally closer? Aisha smiled and responded, "Of course. This is my baby daughter. Even if she suddenly grows up so much, I can still recognize her at a glance."
"Oh? Did she tell me what she did in the past two years?"
Zuo Si asked with a smile.
moment!
The girl, who was unusually well-behaved in the last second, showed a look of horror in the next, and kept signaling with her eyes not to say it.
Apparently she didn't say a word about rebellion.
"Isn't it just traveling through different time and space and collecting things that interest you?"
Aisha blinked in confusion.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "You underestimate our daughter. Do you know that not long ago, during the civil war of the Drow pantheon, she used a super magic after her planeswalker spark awakened and instantly blew up the incarnation of the Eye Demon Grandmother."
"Wha...what? What did you say she exploded?"
Aisha's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, and then dilated again, and her whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
You have to know that she is, after all, a descendant who has received instruction and personal guidance from Shane VII, and she is also a magician with a spellcasting level of LV15.
Yes, you read that right.
With nearly unlimited resources and the guidance of a large number of legendary wizards, the queen of the West Coast Empire has become a high-level wizard who masters eight-ring magic.
So it was impossible for her not to know what the incarnation of the Eye Demon Mistress meant.
That is a terrifying wild god with powerful divine power that has existed since the birth of the universe and is the ancestor of all eye demons.
How could such a being that even gods feared and revered actually have its own daughter kill an incarnation of? How could this be possible!
If this news came from someone else, she would think the other person was joking.
But the problem is that the person saying these words is her husband and her daughter's biological father.
Based on Aisha's understanding of Zuo Si, she didn't think her husband would joke about such a thing.
"The incarnation of the Eye Demon Great Mistress. Yes, the one who rules the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Eyes."
Zuo Si repeated it very simply.
The next second...
Aisha was so excited that her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
But before she fell on her back, Zuo Si grabbed her and gently laid her flat on the chair beside him.
"Damn it! Why did you tell this to my mother? She's just a mortal!"
Little Annie stood up and questioned angrily.
"Why, you can't keep calm?
I haven't told him that you created that magic to use against me.
If you really care about Aisha so much, you'd better remember that no matter what happens, we are an inseparable family.
Next time you want to do something, you'd better think carefully about whether it will cause harm to the family."
As he spoke, Zuo Si reached out and gently stroked his daughter's hair and cheek.
This time the girl did not make any evasive movement. Instead, she showed a slightly fearful look and glanced at her mother who had fallen into a coma due to excessive excitement.
If it were before when she was ignorant, she would not have considered her mother's feelings.
But now, as her mental age continues to increase, she has gradually begun to have things that she cares about and fears.
As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss.
Only newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, just like newborn human babies are fearless and will put anything they can catch into their mouths.
When I was in my teens and twenties, I felt that the whole world was waiting for me to conquer it, and that I could definitely stand out and realize my inner ideals, and even become a leader of the times.
But when they enter society and get beaten up, they will gradually understand how difficult it is to be an adult. It turns out that the world does not revolve around them, and they are just ordinary people.
The huge sense of gap can even make some people psychologically unbalanced, and they begin to blame their mediocre parents for giving birth to them and letting them accept this cruel fate.
After going through untold hardships and finally finding a stable job, getting married and having children, they will begin to place their hopes on their children, hoping that their children will not follow in their footsteps and that they can change their destiny by studying hard and striving to enter a prestigious school.
But they will soon discover that their children are not geniuses, but just ordinary people like themselves.
Not to mention getting into a prestigious school and making a class leap, even getting into college and graduating successfully is not an easy thing.
So in Zuo Si's view, the life of most ordinary people is actually divided into three stages: first, they are affected by their parents' mediocrity, then they accept their own mediocrity, and finally they accept their children's mediocrity.
When all three stages are completed, a person is completely domesticated by society, or the ruling class.
Although little Annie, a quasi-divine woman and a planeswalker, is far from mediocre, she has now gradually begun to understand fear and awe.
This is obviously a very good start.
Because only when people understand fear and awe can they be tamed.
"I'm sorry, father. I was wrong before. Please don't tell mother about those things. I don't want to make her worry."
For the first time ever, little Annie chose to admit her mistake.
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth slightly, held his daughter's face and whispered softly: "No problem, I promise I will keep it a secret. After all, you are my beloved daughter. No matter what you do wrong, as long as you are willing to admit your mistakes, you can be forgiven."
"Thanks……"
The girl's face turned slightly red and she looked awkward and embarrassed.
"Okay, use your magic to wake her up now. Later, the three of us will have a meal together. Later, I will officially announce that you are the only legitimate heir to the West Coast Empire."
Zuo Si, who was well versed in psychology, obviously knew when to stop. He immediately stopped forcing the child further and instead acted like a kind father.
In this way, a warm family gathering was soon held in the hall of the Queen's bedroom.
Although Aisha found it a little hard to accept at the beginning that her daughter, who was only a few years old, could actually defeat a terrifying existence like the Eye Demon Mistress.
But after repeatedly confirming that little Annie was not injured and not even a single hair was lost, worry quickly turned into pride.
After all, no matter what, this is a piece of flesh that fell from her body.
Moreover, the sight of the father and daughter getting along harmoniously put Aisha's mind at ease, and she also discussed with Zuo Si in private whether she should practice another trumpet.
Because she received traditional Kalinshan education since childhood, she actually advocates having many children. Having only one daughter is not enough, it would be better to have several sons.
By then, the rule of the entire royal family will be as stable as a rock.
Zuo Si only agreed to this superficially and fulfilled his obligations as a husband, but he had no intention of letting Aisha get pregnant again.
Because through several existing offspring, he has confirmed that the seed of the dark void is too unstable and will lead to many unpredictable dangerous situations.
Especially Aisha, who is now one of the few weak spots of her daughter, and no accidents can happen to her.
In contrast, little Annie, who has always wanted an obedient brother or sister, wholeheartedly supports her parents' decision to practice the trumpet and even has a name for it.
Just when Zuo Si was giving himself a rare vacation to enjoy the pleasure of training his daughter, far away in the kingdom of Talona, the goddess of natural cycles, his other child was about to be born.
To be exact, the whole country is in turmoil right now because of this little guy.
"Great...Great Goddess, the sacrifice you requested is ready."
A female petitioner knelt on the ground and trembled from a distance.
Because not far away, there were countless corpses piled up densely, including both humanoid creatures and non-human creatures like dragons and beasts.
There were so many of them that they formed a huge pit of bones that was not even deep enough.
The culprit behind all this is the goddess' round belly.
The terrifying Son of God who is about to be born will constantly devour life force and kill the surrounding animals or plants in an instant.
Moreover, the unlucky ones who were killed cannot be resurrected in any form, not even the goddess herself is an exception.
Those who can do this are basically ancient evil creatures.
For example, the nightmare serpent Dendel, and the chaos hound Kozef.
"Great! My child is hungry too, so let him eat this last meal and prepare for birth."
As she spoke, Talona stood up from the lounge chair and walked straight to the balcony outside, looking down at the sacrifices who seemed to be aware of their fate.
The fetus in the belly seemed to understand what the mother said, and immediately released a terrifying aura that swept across the creatures that were driven to the edge of the pit.
The next second...
Their bodies began to fester, decay, and die without any warning.
The whole process was so fast that you didn't even have time to feel the pain before you died completely.
The most important thing is that this is not death in the ordinary sense, but the complete disappearance of the soul.
When the golem began to sweep the corpses into the deep pit of bones, a sharp pain came from Talona's abdomen, forcing her to hold on to the wall and let out a painful roar.
"Great...Great Goddess, do you need me to inform Lord Soth? After all, he is the father of the Son of God."
The female petitioner asked cautiously in a trembling voice.
Talona immediately waved her hand and said, "No, don't tell Soth yet. Wait until I give birth to the child and confirm his identity. Get out now and keep everyone away from here."
"As you wish!"
The female praying woman did not dare to hesitate at all and directly activated the magic to teleport away.
Not only her, but other petitioners around her also had the same reaction.
They had witnessed with their own eyes the various horrific scenes that occurred during the goddess' pregnancy, and they were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would be swallowed up by the Son of God when he was born.
After everyone ran away, Talona finally laughed like a madman, trying not to hurt herself. "Hahahaha! Finally... Soth and I's first child is about to be born! Come on, my dear baby, let me see what you are."
Before he finished speaking!
An invisible force directly pierced the goddess's lower abdomen, leaving a cut as big as a palm.
You must know that Talona is now an absolutely powerful divine power, and also the god of nature. The defense and shield she has added to herself are enough to withstand an impact from divine power of the same level.
But now, even this defense was easily torn open.
“Ah…
The pain made the goddess scream.
But she did not take any action, and let a bloody and indescribable thing crawl out of her stomach.
It looked so distorted that it was impossible to tell gender or even race.
Just when Talona thought this was her child, the bloody and indescribable thing suddenly exploded without any warning.
Boom!!!! The powerful impact instantly razed the entire building and the surrounding hills to the ground.
She also took several steps back before she could barely keep her balance.
Then she saw a scene that shocked and incomprehensible to her.
I saw the flesh and blood flying all over the sky in the explosion, dying in an incredible way, and then recombining together, finally forming a shape that looked like a human but not a human.
Talona didn't even bother to pay attention to the huge hole in her stomach, but wanted to get closer to check the situation.
But in just a moment, the former disappeared out of thin air, and had no intention of communicating with the mother who gave birth to him.
Damn it!
This is trouble!
Talona's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.
Because she never expected that this child, who was very obedient during pregnancy, would run away directly after birth.
If I had known this would happen, I would have called Zuo Si over to take charge of the aftermath.
But it's too late now.
"Great Goddess, are you okay?"
A petitioner teleported over instantly, staring at the bloody hole in the abdomen that was healing at an extremely slow pace with a concerned look on his face, his eyes revealing tension and concern.
Because according to the gods' recovery speed, under normal circumstances, injuries like this can heal in just a few seconds.
But even though it is healing now, the speed is many times slower.
The remaining blood seemed to be affecting the divine power.
"I'm fine. But the newborn baby escaped for some reason. Send someone to track him down immediately. I need to know where he went as soon as possible."
Talona gave the search order with an anxious look on her face.
"What?! You...your Son of God is lost?"
The petitioner felt his scalp tingling and the whole sky falling.
Ask them to find the ancestor who treats all life as food? What a joke! If they meet him, they will basically die, and they can't even run away.
The problem is that the orders given by the goddess are absolute and must be carried out whether you are willing or not.
Finally, after a lot of chaos, countless spies left the country and headed to the nearest plane to gather information.
…
Meanwhile, on the second level of the Seventh Heaven Mountain.
Asmodeus was facing off against the coalition forces of the Seven Fierce Orders of Heaven across a river.
Mercuria is known as the "Golden Heaven". Although the air here is very thin, it is full of positive energy that symbolizes hope, and the golden light fills every corner of the entire plane.
In sharp contrast to the first layer which has only night, the second layer has only day and no night.
Huge tombs and mausoleums are everywhere, burying those noble warriors who fought and died for the cause of good and justice.
This is their resting place, and also a country where the dead are buried.
Every Archon has two ultimate wishes.
One is to be able to reach the highest level of the mountain - Kronias - in one's lifetime, because that symbolizes the recognition of the will of the plane. It is said that all those who have entered the seventh level have never returned.
The second is that after death, you can be buried in Mochulia, where you will be honored and respected by your followers along with other comrades who died in battle.
The former is a wish while alive, while the latter is a wish after death.
However, at the moment, Mochulia is no longer as peaceful as usual. The mighty devil army has completely ignited this layer. The fires and the ruins of cities and villages everywhere are enough to make anyone in the good camp angry.
Just when the war was about to break out, the Son of God who had escaped from Talona before suddenly appeared out of thin air above the two armies without any warning.
Only this time, he was no longer in a non-human shape, but had tentacles covered with spikes extending from his body.
Before the Subaru Clan could react to what was happening, this dangerous little creature crashed straight into the ground with a loud bang.
Immediately afterwards, countless tentacles flew in all directions like an explosion, forming an extremely shocking tentacle jet.
Thousands of Archons were pierced directly and then pulled back to the Son of God.
Their bodies, which originally glowed with golden and silver light, began to fester and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they all died before they could even utter a wail.
But the absorbed energy was transformed and preserved in another horrifying way.
(End of this chapter)
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