"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 wavering 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 populous 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?"
阿依莎瞳孔骤然放大、收缩、再放大，浑身上下不受控制的轻微颤抖。
要知道她好歹也是接受过夏恩七世言传身教和亲自指点的后裔，同时也是一名施法等级高达LV15的法师。
是的，你没看错。
凭借近乎无限的资源堆砌，以及大量传奇法师的指点，这位西海岸帝国的皇后已经一名掌握八环魔法的高阶法师了。
所以她自然不可能不知道眼魔大主母的化身意味着什么。
那可是足以媲美强大神力的恐怖荒神，在宇宙诞生之处就存在了，是所有眼魔的始祖。
如此连神明都敬畏和恐惧的存在，居然被自己的女儿干掉了一个化身？ 这怎么可能！
但凡这个消息是从别人嘴里说出来的，她都会觉得对方是在开玩笑。
可问题是现在说这番话的人是自己的丈夫、女儿的亲生父亲。
以阿依莎对左思的了解，她可不觉得自己的丈夫会在这种事情上开玩笑。
“眼魔大主母的化身。没错，就是统治万眼国度的那个。”
左思非常干脆的重复了一遍。
下一秒……
阿依莎激动过度两眼一翻直接晕了过去。
不过还没等她仰面朝天倒向地面，左思就一把将其抱住，轻轻平放在旁边的椅子上。
“该死！你为什么要把这种事情告诉母亲？她只是个凡人！”
小安妮气呼呼的站起身质问。
“怎么，这就沉不住气了？
我还没告诉他你当初创造那个魔法是打算用来对付我的呢。
如果你真的这么在乎阿依莎，最好牢记无论发生什么，我们都是不可分割的一家人。
下次再想要做点什么的时候，最好考虑清楚是否会对这个家庭造成伤害。”
说着，左思伸出手轻轻抚摸着女儿的头发和脸颊。
这一次女孩竟然没有做出任何闪避的动作，而是露出了略显畏惧的眼神，同时用眼角余光撇了下因为情绪过于激动而陷入昏迷的母亲。
如果换成以前根本不懂事的时候，她才不会去考虑母亲的感受。
可现在随着心理年龄的不断增大，她也开始逐渐有自己在乎和害怕的事情。
就像有句话说的那样，无知者无畏。
只有初生的牛犊才不害怕老虎，就如同刚出生的人类婴儿也是天不怕地不怕，抓到什么都敢往嘴里塞。
十几二十岁的时候更是觉得整个世界都在等待自己去征服，自己一定可以出人头地实现内心之中的理想，甚至是成为时代的引领者。
可当他们进入社会挨过毒打之后，才会逐渐明白作为一个成年人究竟有多么的不容易，原来世界并不是围绕着自己转，自己仅仅只是一个平庸的普通人。
那巨大的落差感甚至会让一些人心理失衡，开始责怪平庸的父母为什么要把自己生下来，让自己接受这残酷的命运。
等经过千辛万苦终于找到一份稳定的工作开始结婚生子，又会开始把希望寄托在子女的身上，希望孩子不要走自己的老路，可以通过努力学习和奋斗进入名校改变命运。
但很快他们又会发现子女并不是什么天才，只是跟自己一样平庸的普通人。
别说是考上名校实现阶级的跨越，就是能顺利考上大学并顺利毕业都不是一件容易的事情。
所以在左思看来，大部分普通人的人生实际上分为三个阶段，先是受父母的平庸，然后是接受自己的平庸，最后是接受子女的平庸。
当三个阶段全部经历完了，一个人也就彻底被社会，或者说是统治阶级驯化了。
尽管身为类神力兼旅法师的小安妮跟平庸两个字沾不上边，但她现在已经开始逐渐懂得害怕和敬畏。
这显然是一个非常好的开始。
因为人只有懂得害怕和敬畏才有可能被驯服。
“抱歉，父亲，之前是我错了，请千万不要把那些事情告诉母亲，我不希望让她担心。”
小安妮破天荒的选择了低头认错。
左思嘴角微微上扬，捧起女儿的脸温柔的低语道：“没问题，我答应你会保守秘密。毕竟你可是我心爱的女儿，无论做错了什么只要愿意认错都可以获得原谅。”
“谢谢……”
女孩脸色微微发红，看上去既别扭又难为情。
“好了，现在用你的魔法唤醒她吧，稍后我们一家三口一起吃个饭，稍后我会对正式对外宣布你就是西海岸帝国唯一的合法继承人。”
精通心理学的左思显然懂得什么时候应该适可而止，立马停止了更进一步的逼迫，而是摆出一副慈父的架势。
就这样，一场温馨的家庭聚会很快就在皇后寝宫的大厅召开。
尽管最开始的时候阿依莎有点无法接受，自己才几岁大的女儿竟然可以击败眼魔大主母那样恐怖的存在。
但在反复确认小安妮没有受伤，甚至连汗毛都没有掉一根之后，担忧就迅速转化为骄傲。
毕竟不管怎么说，这都是从她身上掉下来的一块肉。
而且父女和睦相处的景象也让阿依莎原本悬着的心放下了，而且私下里还跟左思讨论了一下关于是否要再练个小号的问题。
由于从小接受卡林衫传统教育的关系，她骨子里其实非常推崇多多生孩子，光有一个女儿怎么行，最好是能有几个儿子。
到时候整个皇室家族的统治就彻底稳如泰山。
左思对此仅仅只是表面上答应，并且履行了自己作为一个丈夫的义务，但却并不打算再让阿依莎受孕。
因为通过现有的几个子嗣，他已经确认黑暗虚空的种子实在是太不稳定了，会导致非常多无法预料的危险情况。
尤其是阿依莎，现在可是女儿为数不多的软肋之一，绝对不能出任何意外。
相比之下，一直都想要个听话弟弟或妹妹的小安妮，对于父母练小号这种事情倒是举双手双脚赞成，甚至把名字都给起好了。
就在左思难得给自己放个假享受调教女儿的乐趣时，远在自然循环女神塔洛娜的国度内，他另外的一个子嗣也要降生了。
确切地说，眼下整个国度内都被这个小家伙搅得鸡犬不宁。
“伟……伟大的女神，您要的祭品已经准备好了。”
一名女性祈并者隔着老远便跪在地上瑟瑟发抖。
因为就在不远处，密密麻麻堆砌着数不清的尸骨，其中既有人型生物，也有像巨龙、猛兽之类的非人生物。
它们的数量甚至多到直接形成了一个深不见得白骨大坑。
而造成这一切的罪魁祸首，正是自家女神圆滚滚的肚子。
那位即将诞生的可怕神之子会不断吞噬生命力，在一瞬间杀死周围的动物或者植物。
而且被杀的倒霉蛋无法通过任何形式被复活，哪怕是女神自己也不例外。
能做到的这一点的基本都是上古邪物。
比如说梦魇巨蛇丹德尔，再比如说混沌魔犬柯兹夫。
“很好！正好我的孩子也饿了，就让他吃下这最后一餐准备降生吧。”
说着，塔洛娜从躺椅上站了起来，径直走到外面的阳台上，居高临下俯视着那些似乎感知到自己命运的祭品。
肚子里的胎儿似乎听懂了母亲说的话，立马释放出恐怖的气息席卷了那些被驱赶到深坑边缘的生物。
下一秒……
他们的身体就开始毫无征兆的溃烂、腐朽、死亡。
整个过程快到根本来不及感受到痛苦就已经彻底死透了。
最重要的是这并非普通意义上的死亡，而是连灵魂也彻底消失了。
等魔像开始把尸骨扫进白骨深坑里的时候，一阵剧烈的疼痛从塔洛娜的腹部传来，让她忍不住扶着墙发出一阵痛苦的低吼。
“伟……伟大的女神，需要我去通知索斯阁下吗？毕竟他可是神之子的父亲。”
女祈并者用颤抖的声音小心翼翼询问道。
塔洛娜立刻摆了摆手：“不，先不要去告诉索斯，等我生下来确认孩子的身份再说。现在立刻滚出去，让所有人都远离这里。”
“如您所愿！”
女祈并者根本不敢有半点迟疑，直接启动神术传送走了。
不光是她，周围的其他祈并者也都做出了同样的反应。
他们可是亲眼目睹了女神在怀孕期间的种种恐怖景象，生怕跑得慢了被神之子出生时直接吞噬掉。
等所有人都跑光之后，塔洛娜这才像个疯子一样强忍剧痛发出大笑：“哈哈哈哈！终于……我和索斯的第一个孩子要出生了！来吧，亲爱的宝贝，让我看看你究竟是什么。”
话音未落！
一股无形的力量直接刺穿了女神的小腹，在上边开了一个足有巴掌大小的口子。
要知道塔洛娜现如今已经是不折不扣的强大神力，而且还是自然之神，其加持在自身的防御力和护盾足以抵挡一次同等级的神力冲击。
可现在，就是这样的防御竟然被轻易撕开了一道口子。
“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)