That inferior Fountain of Life was a gift from the Azure Scale Demon King, brewed from a single drop of the blood of the Golden Tree.
The two sides engaged in open and covert struggles, excavating various relics in the North, but with little effect. As a result, the forces supported by the Central Plains reached a tacit agreement.
After all, the prehistoric civilizations of dwarves and giants are extremely difficult to excavate. Over three thousand years, only about ten have been unearthed, roughly one every three hundred years. Some of their technologies are actually far behind those of the Middle-earth.
The valuable items are the Colossus weapons that contain the power of the Colossus's blessing, and the legacy of the God of Forging.
In contrast, the powerful and ferocious giant slaves and the skilled dwarf slaves were a major specialty of the North, and they were completely plundered.
"The colossus that emerged from the ruins was suspected to have been taken by the Divine Court. Right now, the Divine Court is out farming; they must have a grand plan in mind..."
Just as Balo was reporting the intelligence, the Serpent Priest was taken aback, and a look of disbelief appeared in his cold, vertical pupils.
"The Colossus was taken by the Gluttony Demon King. The Harvest Temple and the Hall of Heroes formed an alliance and planned for four hundred years to forge the lost Sword of Victory."
"And three thousand miles away, a great battle broke out. Two extraordinary beings who had smuggled themselves in from Valhalla perished at the hands of one of the Gluttonous Demon King's demon generals... Six, six extraordinary tributaries?! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
"Currently, if we don't consider the possibility of outsiders interfering, there are only three forces: the Divine Court, the Gluttonous Demon King, and our side lurking in the shadows."
In the blink of an eye, a series of messages arose in his mind. The serpent priest, his mind clear, looked towards the Central Plains with a look of awe and bowed with his hands clasped.
Deep down, I was deeply shocked.
A barrage of intelligence reports, like a club, pounded into his snake-like brain at high speed, giving him a headache.
This was the work of the demon god, who personally instilled information in him and carried out the mission.
The information revealed was so shocking, it was almost unbelievable.
What alarmed him most was not only the grand plan of the Divine Court, but also the fifth Demon King who had infiltrated Norse mythology, the Gluttonous Demon God, and one of his demon generals who had broken all the records of the Norse transcendental lineage!
And he, a newly promoted superhuman, defeated two veteran superhumans!
This potential and talent is already comparable to that of General Calvin, the first demon general of His Majesty the Azure Scale Demon King.
"Form an alliance? Forge a royal covenant!"
Finally, the serpent priest was slightly puzzled by the message conveyed by the demon god, but then he understood.
Although the Gluttony Demon King is still in its early stages and its foundation cannot compare with the power of the Azure Scale Demon King, the Divine Court is a formidable enemy in the North.
Once the Sword of Victory is successfully forged, Arthas will reclaim his divine throne as the God of Victory, and his faction will have a near 100% win rate!
The Norse gods did not want to see the return of the god of victory, and the demon god who plagued Norse mythology did not want to be enemies with a bug-like overpowered being.
So,
Forming an alliance between the two demons to disrupt the sword-forging ceremony, or to seize the Sword of Victory, would both be good ideas.
Moreover, forging a royal alliance would also help to restrict the other party, making it easier to plot against them in the future and use them as food to help His Majesty the Demon King advance further.
Another advantage is that by winning them over early, we can gain the upper hand and prevent the other three demon kings from noticing.
Demon Kings are a rare resource, a great supplement for both the intelligence faction and other powerful individuals who are also Demon Kings.
"???"
Balo looked at the serpent priest in fear; the priest's eyes were sharp, as if he were thinking about how to punish him.
Meanwhile, the troll Haas secretly picked up a venison leg and carefully began to gnaw on it.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, his face froze, and he stared in astonishment at the golden clouds sweeping across the distance.
Boundless golden clouds rolled, boiled, and surged, while a golden sword burst forth with dazzling light, its golden patterns emerging and its divine radiance shining brightly.
Where the sword points, golden chains entwine, and rice paddies spread.
On the vast grassland, rice stalks took root and even invaded the breathing corridor where a celestial king was stationed.
"roar!"
A roar of shock and anger reverberated, creating a tangible shockwave that pierced through the golden clouds like an invisible pillar of energy!
Darkness descended suddenly, and black clouds covered the sky above the Breath Corridor, exuding an oppressive and chilling atmosphere.
Dark clouds rolled in, and the sky and earth changed color.
A beastly eye, over ten miles in diameter, suddenly opened, its crimson and sinister gaze revealing a trace of blood!
The serpent priest's expression changed slightly, and his hand holding the serpent bone staff trembled slightly.
The oppressive dark clouds are actually the true form of the Soul Beast King!
The interplay of reality and illusion reveals a deep-seated resentment.
Barlow: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ" (Lie...)
Has: "∑(°△°|||)" (The deer leg he had just stolen fell to the ground in fright)
Serpent Priest: "(o_O)" (Trap? Ambush? Accident?)
Soul Beast King!
One of the four Celestial Kings of the Norse Kingdom, a pinnacle existence in the realm of Sainthood (Platinum).
It has been rumored that the Breath Corridor itself was an important transportation route, serving as a bridge for communication, war, and cooperation between dwarves and giants.
But a natural disaster erupted, and the strongest among the dwarves and giants perished here. The dense concentration of the souls of these powerful beings, under the interference of the darkness, transformed into a ferocious and savage soul beast. With a single breath, it annihilated the first wave of the vanguard of the Hall of Heroes' invasion of Northern Europe, creating desolation over a thousand miles.
The sleeping soul beast sensed the invasion of the enemy and immediately became enraged. With just a roar, it unleashed a killing move that could instantly kill a soul.
"Run!"
The serpent priest secretly transmitted his voice, and the skeleton magic tower swept through the three demons, only to be shrouded in a layer of black mist and instantly retreated.
Once awakened, the Soul Beast King, upon discovering the three demons on the periphery, will surely devour their souls, even the Skeleton Magic Tower's concealment techniques will not be able to hide them.
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