Chapter 474: The Law of Food, the Opportunity to Become a God, and the Shock of the Lord of Plunder (8K)
Hell plane.
In the purgatory illuminated by sulfur and magma, stands a magnificent main city.
The golden lintel is suspended above the main pillar with intricate carvings, the city walls are inlaid with magnificent reliefs, and the spiral towers that rise into the sky are shining with the luster of silvery marble.
No return to the city, Pandimaanninan.
The holy city built by the angels who were cast into hell and commanded by Mammon, who discovered countless treasures, is also Mammon's territory.
It is magnificent and luxurious to the extreme.
The endless hellish lava flowed around the city without return, and the billowing black smoke made hell shrouded in dust all day long. In the gray sky, three demons spread their black wings and flew over, landing on the city wall.
The black-haired beauty in the lead had a frosty face, while the other three lowered their heads and remained silent.
Only the dove standing on the slender shoulder of the veiled woman said nervously: "Master Mammon, it is not your fault that we cannot find Abaddon's whereabouts... Let us first report everything that happened in the bottomless pit to the king, and let Master Lucifer make the decision himself!"
The knight in red armor and gold crown and the archer in gray hat and green clothes, the two demons ranked 28th and 14th respectively among the seventy-two demons, also nodded, indicating that the most urgent task was to report as soon as possible.
A beautiful gold necklace hung around the black-haired beauty's snow-white neck. She snorted coldly, gently brushed her long hair like a waterfall, and her gold earrings jingled.
"Abaddon is the living sacrifice of the Famine Knights. If we let the people in the heavens take Abaddon away, our enemies will become more difficult to deal with in the future..." Mammon said seriously, "Besides, the God of Food in the divine world has also perished, and even the [Law of Food] has returned to the World Tree. If we want to control the famine, we really need to put in more effort!"
Famine Knight, the embodiment of the natural disaster 'Famine', possesses the power of an eight-ringed true god.
And when famine rages on the continent and the laws of famine are irreparable, the disaster will also feed back to the Famine Knight, giving him the power of a powerful nine-ring god.
Thinking of having to contend with this true god from mythology, the "Seventy-two Demon Gods" with the strength of the Four Pillars Holy Land present all seemed a little silent.
Among the seventy-two demons, the thirty-eighth demon, Hanpa, has the appearance of a pigeon. He is good at building high tower defenses and driving others to fight... In short, he is the fountain commander.
The dove said faintly: "If the lambs from the mortal world could provide us with evil thoughts and desires, we wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to travel around to save the material plane..."
Demons feed on desire.
The heavens are trying to use the doomsday to destroy all humans, leaving only a very small number of elects, which is intolerable to the devil.
Despite their bad intentions, even the devil wants humans to survive. After all, if all the evil people die, hell will have no meaning to exist.
"What lambs? Watch your words...those are my lovely believers!"
Mammon folded his arms and glanced lazily at the pigeon.
Mammon, the god of greed, also known as the "God of Wealth", has gained a large number of believers in the material plane.
After the bottomless pit was opened, the law that originally blocked the two planes was broken, and Mammon's body and clone were able to merge with each other, allowing Him to exert the power of the eight rings in the material plane.
In fact, because of the added power of faith, Mammon has already reached the threshold of the ninth ring... The reason is simple: mankind's worship of money is almost surpassing their worship of ancient things such as magic, moonlight, and nature!
"Yes, my master, humans are our dear friends, and it is natural to fight for friends." The pigeon said flatteringly.
The taciturn knight in red armor and golden crown suddenly spoke up: "Dogs are also dear friends of humans."
The archer in the gray hat and green clothes pressed down the brim of his hat: "For humans, it is a lucky thing to be Master Mammon's dog."
The veiled woman's forehead was dripping with sweat. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself... She really wanted to ask, what was the relationship between Mammon and the human knight who killed the Plague Knight, and why did Lord Mammon seem to obey the orders of that human? Fortunately, the pigeon, who always spoke without restraint, asked the fifty-sixth demon god Gremory, "Lord Mammon, I have a question... Is the human who fought the Plague Knight also your lackey?"
“No.”
Mammon said calmly: "He is my master."
The words fell.
Deathly silence.
Whether it was the red-armored knight, the green-clad archer, the veiled woman or the pigeon, they all seemed to have their throats choked, their eyes wide open, and they were so shocked that they couldn't utter a word.
That human named Yezhi... is the master of Lord Mammon? It's not that humans become the lackeys of the demons, but that the demons are loyal to humans? Could this human be the reincarnation of King Solomon who controls the 72 pillars of demons! At this time, the beautiful eyes of the veiled woman were shocked, and the scene she saw on the battlefield appeared in front of her eyes, and a wave of shock surged in her heart... Yes, I remember clearly that the main artifact [Nibelung Ring] was indeed worn on the finger of that human! Mammon rolled up his black hair and explained lightly:
"When I was unable to learn of the situation immediately, my avatar in the material plane accidentally signed a familiar contract with him..."
Thinking of the little things he had experienced with Yeats, Mammon let out a playful smile.
"For me, this contract is not a disadvantage... I have seen many new things, tasted delicious food that I have never experienced before, and my originally declining divine power is gradually recovering..."
"As for now, I have established an alliance with him, and we each represent Hell and humanity." Mammon said calmly, "There is no need to break the familiar contract, so that we can still maintain trust between each other..."
"Occasionally, I want to experience the feeling of being a cat..." The black-haired beauty remembered the warmth of Ye Zhi's palm, and her golden eyes contained a glimmer of interest. She chuckled and said, "It's quite special."
The pigeon is in a weird mood.
Being a cat for humans? And calling humans masters?
Wow, there is actually Ace Admiration!
The other three demons still looked shocked.
I can't believe that the Lord of Original Sin, the Demon of Greed who controls one of the seven desires, would become a human's servant!
Of course, it is not unprecedented for demons to pledge allegiance to humans.
King Solomon once used the [Ring of the Nibelung] to control the devil, but the price was that his soul was taken by hell after his death.
Mammon would sign a contract with humans, of course she had her own considerations...
It can't be that they did this just because they were greedy? The three demons calmed down and discussed the strategy against the 'Famine Knight' again.
"Lord Mammon, where is the [Law of Food] that you just mentioned? Is it possible for us to obtain it?" The archer in gray and green hat asked cautiously.
Mammon's fingers were tangled in the curly black hair. His golden eyes were beautiful and deep. He did not answer directly, but asked again:
"【Law】is the symbol of the Eight-ring True God, so where does the law come from?"
The demons looked at each other.
The seventy-two demon gods have different levels of strength, but they are all at the seven-ring level. In the entire hell, the only ones who can touch the true God and the laws are the seven lords of hell who symbolize original sin.
The questions raised by Mammon were undoubtedly beyond the cognition of everyone present, but Mammon asked and answered himself slowly.
"It's normal that you don't understand, because I only caught this vague inspiration when I touched the bottleneck of the Nine Rings." Mammon closed his eyes lightly, "Just like divine revelation, I got enlightenment from this world... The origin of [Law] has to start with the story of the old God King..."
Mammon narrated:
"Odin, the old god king, is the master of the Nine Realm Fragments. In order to seek higher wisdom, he hung himself upside down on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights, pondering the ultimate mystery of the universe—"
This myth is so widely circulated that even the Hanged Man card in the Tarot comes from the story of Odin hanging himself upside down on the World Tree.
"He found it?" The pigeon couldn't help but speak out.
The veiled woman grabbed the pigeon's neck and pinched it to stop it from interrupting. The pigeon shrank its head, obeyed submissively, and shook off a pile of feather powder.
Mammon nodded and said, "According to the poem, 'For nine nights I hung on a tree swaying in the wind, wounded by a spear; I was offered as a sacrifice to Odin, sacrificing myself to myself, on a tree unknown to anyone...without bread to satisfy hunger, without a drop of water to quench thirst. I looked down, picked up the runes, cried out as I picked them up, and fell from the tree'..."
"Odin picked up the rune that fell from the World Tree."
"These original runes of the world contain the [laws] at the beginning of creation. There are twenty-four in total."
Mammon said: "So, the laws were not created by gods, but have always existed in this world... What the true gods need to do is to mobilize the power of the laws, make these laws recognize themselves, and formally control them!"
"But...how can we make the laws recognize us?" asked the archer in gray hat and green clothes.
"Ritual, plunder, inheritance, destiny—" Mammon summarized succinctly, and then said, "You can regard the laws as a kind of self-aware object. They will choose their own masters and will be plundered by others after the master dies."
Mammon showed her slender five fingers, on which she wore an extremely beautiful golden ring. From the golden ring flowed a devilish and seductive aura, which made the three demon gods' throats roll.
The law of greed can induce others to kill each other for wealth. Even the devil will still feel uneasy under the influence of this law!
"This is my rule." Mammon shook the ring and smiled. "If you want to rob it, you'd better do it when I'm asleep."
Boom! The demon gods all knelt on the ground, expressing their determination.
Mammon glanced at everyone indifferently, asked them to stand up, and continued: "There are a total of twenty-four runes in the world, and there are also twenty-four laws... The laws are mutually reinforcing and restraining. For example, the law of light restrains the law of death."
"And the Law of Food I just mentioned is the existence that restrains the Law of Famine." Mammon sighed, "Since the death of the Godly Chef Ander, the law he possessed has returned to its origin and merged into the World Tree... How to activate this law again, even I don't know the specific steps of the ritual."
"So I plan to send out my clones again to roam the human world." Mammon's face was calm, thinking that this way, he could expand his faith again. "Since you are scouts sent by Lucifer to the human world, then, when I visit the human world, you should work with me."
A god can master multiple laws at the same time, and in order to target the Law of Famine, Mammon came up with the idea of finding the [Law of Food].
His profound knowledge is second to none in Hell. The demons could not help but show respect in their eyes and said respectfully, "We will follow your will!"
…
Material plane, the Great Wall of Neverwinter.
After formulating a plan to besiege the Lord of Plunder with the Black Knight, Skachel, and Brunhilde, Yeats first used the Ring of the Nibelung to transfer the three true gods to the Shadow Realm, and then summoned the three eight-ring true gods when necessary.
This magic ring is also the source of Yeats' confidence.
The aura of the three true gods is too powerful. Even if they are ambushed secretly, the Lord of Plunder will be able to detect it at the first moment and it is impossible for him to foolishly step into the trap.
However, the Ring of the Nibelung has the ability to teleport across planes, and Skach is the lord of the Shadow Realm, which provides a hiding place.
Plus with the orc king Erhantal as his guide...Ye Zhi raised the corner of his mouth.
The trap has been set, the ambush has been completed, just waiting for the enemy to come in!
As long as one can successfully hunt down the true god, the Lord of Plunder, and cook Arenil as a sacrifice, one can activate the [Law of Food] through the ritual.
The godhood of the God of Food is certainly weaker than that of the God of Light.
But compared to searching for the Slate of Light, the God of Food's divinity and the Law of Food can help Ye Zhi achieve the status of the Eight-Ring True God as soon as possible.
Only by becoming an eight-ringed being can one officially use the power of faith for one's own benefit. At that time, the faith in the God of Food in Yezhi's territory, the Golden Lion Kingdom, and even the entire territory will become a part of Yezhi's power.
"After being promoted to the eighth ring, one can rely on the law of food to shape the godhood, but compared to the laws of war and death, the law of food is still slightly inferior..."
Ye Zhi thought to himself: "First, let's aim to be promoted to God of Food. When I advance to the Ninth Ring in the future... I can consider the Godhead of the God of Light!"
Three days have passed since the Orc King was captured and the victory at the Neverwinter Great Wall took place.
After Ye Zhi finished his rest, he said goodbye to Gareth and decided to rush to the Orc King's Court.
On the top of the city wall where the wind and snow were howling, the one-eyed knight showed awe and admiration in his eyes, and whispered: "The Orc King's Court is located in the permafrost south of the Great Wall of Neverwinter... After all, it is the orcs' base camp, and it is extremely dangerous. You must be extra careful!"
"It doesn't matter." Ye Zhi smiled and said, "Once I kill the orcs' patron saint, the orc king's court will fall apart sooner or later."
The words seem like a joke, but they carry a convincing magic.
Duke Yeats...is he going there to kill God?
Gareth stood there in shock. He opened his mouth and nodded vigorously: "May you succeed, great Duke... The entire North will praise your glory!"
Obviously Brunhilde is the protector of the North, but Yeats seems to be dividing the faith in her.
Ye Zhi coughed lightly, spread the wings of the god of poetry, flew over the cold canyon, and went deep into the Giant Dragon Snow Mountain.
The Dragon Snow Mountain divides the east of the Great Wall of Winter into three different routes. Further north is the Arctic region, which is also the kingdom of the Frost Giants. According to legend, the [Ancestor of the Frost Giants] and three other giants support the "Four Poles of the Sky".
To the east is the Fimbul Mountains, where the Eternal Fire and True Ice Bridges connect the two snowy mountains. Across the bridge is the kingdom of the dwarves, who live under active volcanoes steaming with heat waves.
The permafrost to the south, spanning thousands of miles, is the location of the Orc King's Court, and its edge borders the Divine Empire. Although the territory is vast, it is impossible to grow crops, and it is extremely barren. The orcs must rely on the moss on the ice field, grazing some monsters, and relying on plunder and war to survive.
Due to his promotion to the Holy Realm, Ye Zhi’s flying speed was extremely fast. In less than half a day, he had seen the tribe on the edge of the Orc King’s Court.
Rough animal-skin tents are rooted in the frozen soil, surrounded by moss and short, tough shrubs. Frozen rivers meander through them, and iron chevaux de frise are set up in front of the outpost.
"Do you want me to help you wipe out this tribe?" The orc king Erhantar's voice flattered, "My master, you don't need to do it yourself, just give the order!"
The orc king Erhantal was imprisoned in the domain by Ye Zhi, and the "Law of Death" was set as a restriction in his body, and he was eager to survive.
Ye Zhi frowned. He was more active in dealing with his own people than with foreign enemies. The Orc King really made him despise him.
But perhaps, Erhantar didn't consider the orcs as his own people at all... Although he was the son of a chief, his status was no different from that of a slave, which led to his character of using any means to achieve his goals.
Ye Zhi was suspended in the sky, not restraining his aura. The pressure from the Lord of Pride hung over the tribe like a divine punishment.
Boom! !
Dark clouds rolled in, and the panicked orcs looked up, gazing at the humans under the clouds with despair and fear in their eyes, trembling constantly.
The news that the Orc King was defeated by humans had already spread back to this outpost tribe. At this moment, facing the sudden appearance of humans, the Orc warriors did not even have the courage to resist. They knelt down trembling and kowtowed together.
"I am different from you orcs." Ye Zhi said calmly, and ordered Erhantar, "Take me to the sanctuary of the Lord of Plunder."
Erhantal was released from the domain by Yezhi. He looked at the civilians who survived because of the kindness of humans, then looked at Yezhi with complicated eyes and said hoarsely, "Please follow me."
The sanctuary of the Lord of Plunder stands on the top of a majestic mountain.
Tens of thousands of stone steps covered with ice and snow meander up to a huge animal bone totem pole.
The totem pole seemed to be built from the spine of some ancient beast, reaching straight into the clouds.
A huge eagle rests on the top of the column, its jet-black feathers like the night, majestic and its sharp eyes overlooking the vast ice field.
Yeats looked into the eyes of the eagle from thousands of miles away.
The giant eagle's sharp pupils suddenly shrank, and it turned its head stiffly, no longer looking at Ye Zhi.
"That's Withering Wind, a descendant of Vidoflnir." Erhantar looked at the eagle and said, "It's also the guardian beast of our Orc King's Court... It's a sanctuary-level epic beast named 'Skeleton Beak Ashes'."
"It is not our target. If you want to go to the sanctuary, please go this way..." Erhantal lowered his eyes and took the initiative to lead Ye Zhi to bypass the eagle and fly to another shortcut.
It is not advisable to start a war now, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Lord of Plunder.
Ye Zhi thought to himself, after the meal is over... it would be nice to take the epic beast for a walk! "Wait, you will treat me as a seven-ring sacrifice to the Lord of Plunder, and tie me up with iron chains and take me to the sanctuary." Ye Zhi told Erhantal about the plan, "When the Lord of Plunder really comes, I will remove the restrictions on you and spare your life!"
An imperceptible fierce light flashed in the depths of Erhantar's eyes, and he said humbly: "Tie you up with chains? How dare I do that! My master, is there any way to avoid offending you?"
Ye Zhi sneered in his heart and said expressionlessly: "It's just acting. As for you, if the Lord of Plunder finds out the flaw, or if He doesn't come... you know the consequences."
Erhantal gritted his teeth and thought to himself, only by surviving can he accomplish the goal of unifying the tribe...Being alive is more important than anything else!
"I understand, my master." Erhantar said humbly, "The sanctuary is ahead. Please use your magic to deceive the gods and make them let down their guard!"
To be honest, Erhantar was surprised that Yezhi's illusion could even deceive the Lord of Plunder... Orcs are troubled by magic, illusion and other means.
'Humans are so cunning, and I don't know where such a powerful illusion comes from.'
Erhantar led the way through the rugged mountains, his eyes moving around.
"I don't believe his words. I'll wait until he fights the Lord of Plunder, and then I'll take the opportunity to break out!"
Yeats covered himself with mist and disguised himself as a scarred middle-aged man with an iron chain tied to his body, one end of which automatically flew towards Erhantar.
"What are you standing there for? Hold on to the chain!"
Erhantar came to his senses then, carefully grasped the chain, nodded to Yeats apologetically, then pretended to be ferocious and tied him to the top of the mountain.
This orc king is also a talented actor. It would take ten years of practice to pretend to be so convincing, as if he really returned victorious.
After passing the huge totem pole he had just seen, Yeats soon saw a blood-red altar.
A strong smell of blood was brought by the cold wind.
Yeats looked around and felt nauseous. He saw complete human skins, animal skins, and furs of unidentifiable species hanging around the altar, all stained with blood.
A huge heart like a dragon was tied to a wooden stake next to the altar and was still pumping continuously.
This was definitely an altar of the evil god, filled with malice and terror. The tyrannical divinity constantly disturbed Ye Zhi's mind, and was automatically isolated from it by the divinity of light.
In the center of the altar stood a totem pole, on which was carved the emblem of the 'Lord of Plunder': five arms with daggers forming a windmill that rotated counterclockwise.
Erhantar's eyes quietly turned blood red, and he gasped, came to the front of the altar, knelt down and chanted a prayer.
"Glory to the Iron Father, life to the Flayed One!"
"King on the Skull Throne, I have returned victorious..."
"Use the intestines of this living sacrifice as strings, and let his wails become the wine for your feast!"
Bang! Erhantar stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Zhi to the center of the altar.
In an instant, the human skins surrounding the altar began to vibrate like drums, and the giant dragon heart on the tree stump suddenly opened hundreds of eyes, looking at Yeats strangely and evilly.
唦唦——
The blood dripping from the human skin gathered into a winding blood line leading to the altar, and then a bloody shadow with an unclear face emerged.
Shrouded in a divine presence of oppression and terror.
Bloodshadow's hoarse and low voice echoed above the altar.
"I heard... bad rumors... that you betrayed your compatriots and surrendered to humans..."
Erhantar remained calm, remembering the script Yeats had taught him long ago: "My king, I used a trick and defeated humans with human methods... You see, I have succeeded and presented this saint as a sacrifice to you!"
Hundreds of eyes appeared on the blood shadow's body, with red light shooting out from the bottom of its eyes, constantly scanning Ye Zhi.
Since the bottomless pit incident, Daisy's divine power has increased again and she has disappeared. However, Yeats has received her protection and his attainments in illusion have been further improved.
The Lord of Plunder stared at Ye Zhi, unable to find any flaws, and his majestic voice softened a little.
"I believe in you, my child... You are different from other orcs. You should not waste your energy on force, but use your wisdom..."
Erhantar lowered his head even deeper, his body trembling with excitement, and said:
"My king, please come to this world and give me strength!"
"No hurry, let me borrow your body first to enjoy the sacrifice!"
The blood shadow turned into blood water again and flowed into Erhantar's bloody mouth.
As the blood poured in, the red light in Erhantar's eyes became more and more obvious, his whole body swelled, and a dark red aura was steaming around him.
Suddenly.
"Erhantar" turned around and stared at Yeats on the altar with a very strange smile on his face.
His voice became heavy, and two voices spoke at the same time, mockingly saying, "Do you really think you can fool me?"
"I don't know who gave you the confidence to think that you could plot against me with some tricks..."
A dark red flame burned on "Erhantar's" body.
The fire of death that Yeats had inflicted on his body instantly melted away.
He grabbed the giant axe and said in a fierce voice: "Let me enjoy your living sacrifice!"
Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows and dispelled the illusion without further ado.
boom!!
Ye Zhi clenched his right fist, and a cluster of dazzling golden flames suddenly burst out from the clenched fist!
The flames of judgment and the power of rage intertwined together, like a cannonball piercing through the snow and fog, exploding into an air wave!
A heavy punch!
BANG!!
Erhantal was blasted away by Yezhi, half of the altar was smashed, and he fell into a huge pit and was in a trance for a moment.
What's going on? The plundering lord was confused.
Is this the power that humans can unleash? Yeats stepped on the cracked snow, looked down at Erhantar, and turned his neck, his joints crackling like a bamboo tube breaking.
"I don't know who gave you the confidence to think that you could fight against me with just a Saint-level body."
Ye Zhi wrapped the power of rage around his right leg, and swung it out like a battle axe! Bang! He blasted Erhantar back again, smashing the remaining half of the altar into powder!
"Go back and practice for another thousand years!!"
The gods descended into the bodies of mortals, but that was a thing of the previous version, and at most they could exert the power of a sanctuary level.
Moreover, even if the Lord of Plunder personally controlled Erhantar's body, he could only be beaten up by Ye Zhi.
The Lord of Plunder fell dizzy in the snow, cursing inwardly that the physique of the Orc King could not even compare to that of a mere human!
Little did they know that Yeats had been blessed by Avalon and had drunk the wine from the Holy Grail, so his physical strength had already surpassed the limits of human beings! Swish——
Ye Zhi's figure turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared in front of the Lord of Plunder. His big hand grabbed the tall orc king like an iron clamp.
Bang! Bang! Bang! After Ye Zhi grabbed my ankle and threw me back and forth in the snow two or three times.
The Lord of Plunder finally reacted and was furious.
"How dare you be so presumptuous on my altar!!"
A blood-red vortex rolled in the sky, and the aura of the Eight-Ring True God rolled like a tide.
A blood-red beam of light descended from the vortex and landed on the altar.
In the middle stood a pink figure with six arms and a body covered with thorns! The Lord of Plunder!
Erhantal woke up from his coma and happened to see the scene of the true arrival of the Lord of Plunder.
The orc king had no time to be shocked, and found that the restriction in his body had indeed been lifted. He immediately turned around and ran away! "Whoa--" The orc king ran with the wind, put his fingers in his mouth, and blew the eagle whistle.
A giant eagle spread its wings and flew over, catching the orc king who jumped off the cliff.
This giant eagle was the guardian beast of the orcs that Ye Zhi had seen when he went up the mountain just now, Ashes of the Rotten Bone Beak! Erhantar turned around and looked back at the Lord of Plunder and Ye Zhi who were still confronting each other on the altar, wishing he could laugh loudly.
Erhantal had long anticipated that the Lord of Plunder would see through Ye Zhi's plan, and once the Lord of Plunder borrowed his body, he would definitely remove the restrictions on him!
But Erhantal knew very well that the Lord of Plunder, who only relied on the "container" to fight, was no match for Ye Zhi, so he would definitely come in his real body.
When Ye Zhi was restrained by the Lord of Plunder, it was his chance to survive! "Goodbye!" Erhantar laughed fiercely, "I will definitely come back!"
However.
The next moment, Erhantar's expression suddenly changed.
On his proud escape route...an owl appeared, along with a blond knight riding a snow leopard!
The snow leopard spread its wings and roared in the biting cold wind, carrying the stern-looking Kaelya on its back and holding the "Sword of Victory" Broken Steel in its hand.
Kailya said coldly: "I am under the order of my Lord...wait here."
Erhantar's eyes turned cold in an instant, and the joy of surviving the disaster was replaced by a chill that went straight to his soul.
"Has he already planned...to ambush me?"
Erhantar's face twitched, he looked back at the cliff deeply, and then his eyes showed determination.
"Well, I'll kill you all first!"
Ye Zhi looked at the true form of the Lord of Plunder and saw that it was a tall orc with more than ten arms growing from its shoulders.
"What? Are you scared after seeing my true form?" The Lord of Plunder grinned.
Yeats slowly raised his right hand, and the Nibelung Ring on his knuckles lit up with a bright blue light.
"I'll beat you back to your original form!" Ye Zhi said.
Suddenly, strong spatial fluctuations surged.
Three majestic divinities came across the planes and instantly appeared in front of the Lord of Plunder! The Lord of Plunder was stunned on the spot, his face turned from black to blue, and then from blue to white, and his body trembled slightly.
3. Three True Gods?!
The Lord of Plunder was shocked.
What's wrong with this human being? He can summon three true gods to help him with just one move?! A cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he cast a resentful look at Erhantar.
It was you who...led the enemy here?! ...
(End of this chapter)
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