Volume 1 Chapter 331 The goddesses are in a frenzy of fighting
Deep in hell.
In the dark palace, there sat a man.
His eyes were dark, with mysterious runes flashing around them.
Every once in a while, his hands would move slightly in the air.
With his every move.
There will be a picture appearing in front of him.
That is the picture of the living beings in the world living their lives.
But I don’t know why.
Those creatures would suddenly become unlucky, choking to death while eating, choking to death while drinking water, tripping over rocks while walking and falling to death... and so on.
suddenly.
The man paused.
His eyes were fixed straight ahead.
"The current leader of the Night God System, the Goddess of Disharmony, what do you want from me?"
The man's voice was flat.
Slowly, a black mist formed in front of the man.
The figure of the goddess of discord appears.
She looked at the man in front of her with fear.
Or it could be said that there are few people in the world who do not disdain each other.
Morros!
God of doom.
Bringing bad luck to others, the targeted person will be deprived of his luck. Mortals will become poor because of bad luck. Cultivators will die because of bad luck and mistakes in their cultivation. Even gods will suddenly die because of bad luck.
You can say.
Moros is a god that no one in the world wants to be an enemy of. As a member of the pantheon of darkness, all gods keep their distance from Moros.
After all.
Even if you become friends with him, you will be tainted with bad luck.
The goddess of discord bowed to Moros and said, "Lord Moros, may I ask if you know the Land of Divine Grace?"
"The Land of God's Grace..."
Moros was silent for a moment, then said, "I know a little bit about this world, which has been very active recently."
"I would like to ask Lord Moros to take action to deal with the Land of God's Grace. It is extremely important for the development of our Night God Clan."
The goddess of discord lowered her head.
"Is this Lord Nyx's order? If so, it shouldn't be your turn to look for me."
Moros narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If not, please go back."
As soon as these words came out.
The goddess' breath was choked.
She was dissatisfied.
The Night God system is very large, and although she is the leader, there are many gods who simply do not listen to her orders.
And Morros obviously has the qualifications not to obey her orders.
"Lord Moros, I heard that... His Excellency Prometheus of the Gaia pantheon is very concerned about Lynch in the Land of Grace. Moreover, the goddess of luck, Tika, is also in the Land of Grace."
“….”
Hearing this.
There was a dark aura burning in Moros' eyes.
Prometheus, as a prophet, had an old grudge against Morus.
And Tikka...
For the goddess of luck.
Misfortune and fortune are enemies in themselves.
The previous God of Luck died at the hands of Moros. Although Tika and Moros have no grudge against each other, the two gods are enemies and have a natural hatred for each other.
"Okay. I'll help you this time."
Morros stood up slowly.
In the picture in front of him, one by one the people died because of the misfortune.
Looking at Moros's receding figure.
A sneer appeared on the goddess's lips.
.......
And at this time.
In the land of God’s grace.
Nyx found Hecate.
At this moment, she saw Nyx's deep eyes on his still covered dark face.
Hecate was very familiar with that look.
This almost made Hecate cry.
This is her creator.
Nyx!
"Shut up."
Nyx snorted at Hecate.
At this moment.
Nyx was full of majesty.
Her little face was cold, without her usual gentle expression.
He ordered, "Come with me. I need your help with something. Don't say anything. Keep your usual expression. Don't let me show off."
Upon hearing this, Hecate covered her mouth tightly with both hands, nodded repeatedly, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Follow Nyx.
Walked slowly into a room.