Chapter 501: King of War Ghosts
"Sorry... Uncle Drogo."
Wendy seemed to be startled, shrank her head, stroked her slightly bulging belly with her palm, and whispered, "I was just a little worried about everyone, so I came out to check."
Drogo frowned and was about to scold again.
But at this moment, dozens of evil ghosts not far away saw Wendy, jumped off the evil beast wolf in unison, and then knelt on one knee at the same time, facing Wendy's direction.
"Meet Miss Wendy!"
The leader of the evil ghosts, the first generation No. 1, hammered his chest with one hand, gave Wendy a servant's etiquette, and said in a deep voice, "According to the master's order, one hundred evil ghosts came to the Tatar tribe to protect your safety."
Wendy was startled again and took two steps back a little restrained.
"Me... me?" She showed a timid expression and asked with some doubt, "Who is your master?"
"The creator of the evil ghosts, Lord Enzo!" No. 1 replied.
There were only 100 people in the first generation of evil ghosts. They were originally blood warriors of the Dalian tribe. Later, Enzo transformed them into evil ghosts and simply numbered them as his first army to conquer the war ghost world.
However, not long ago.
The God of Blood Killing decided to declare war on the God of Disaster, so Enzo was pulled into the chariot. The original plan to continue to cultivate the second generation of evil ghosts was temporarily shelved, and he set off for the dark forest.
Because the combat effectiveness of the first generation of evil ghosts was still very weak, Enzo did not take them with him in this war. He was a little worried about Wendy, so he gave orders to 100 evil ghosts to go to the Tatar tribe.
Everything was just as Enzo inferred!
After the God of Disaster and the God of Blood Killing officially provoked the God War, the entire war ghost world was affected. Almost all the war ghost tribes were invaded by evil people, and the Tatar tribe was no exception.
The big evil invaded the Tatar tribe!
If Enzo hadn't left a trick in advance, the Tatar tribe might have fallen today, and Wendy would naturally not have survived.
"It turned out to be Enzo."
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, a shy smile appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch her slightly bulging belly. Since the night of joy at the harvest festival, she has successfully conceived.
Enzo didn't know about this.
"Ahem!"
At this time, Drogo coughed twice and said, "On behalf of the Tatar tribe, thank you very much for your help. Since Enzo asked you to come, you can rest in the Tatar tribe now."
The evil ghosts didn't speak, nor did they object to Drogo's arrangement.
Now, the God of Disaster and the God of Blood Killing are at war, and the whole world will be affected by the war. If the God of Blood Killing loses in this war of gods, then all the war ghosts may be exterminated.
Just like the children of the forest in the forest world!
Knowing this, every blood warrior of the War Ghost Tribe was on high alert, waiting for the oracle of the God of Blood Killing. As a small tribe, the Tatars might not be able to directly help the God of Blood Killing, but as long as they could kill the evil, they would weaken the power of the God of Disaster.
"I hope the God of Blood Killing can win the war of gods..."
After settling the evil ghosts, Kalu leaned on a cane and came to Drogo and whispered softly.
On the side, Drogo frowned slightly.
In Kalu's words, there was a hint of distrust of the God of Blood Killing, which was a blasphemy against the gods, but Drogo sighed in his heart, shook his head and said nothing.
Although he was unwilling to admit it.
But in this war, the enemy of the God of Blood Killing was another god after all, and no one could determine the final outcome of this war. As the people of the God of Blood Killing, the Tatar tribe could only resist the evil as much as possible to weaken the power of the God of Disaster.
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Deep in the dark forest.
The burning flames brought high temperatures, turning the entire forest red. The black trees burned with crackling sounds. On the surrounding land, one evil king after another was killed, and their bodies turned into sticky, rotten black liquid, emitting a disgusting stench.
In the original place, Sayenu stood on the ground.
The face under the ghost mask was slightly pale, and the red giant sword on his shoulder was already stained with black blood. He fought for two hours and killed dozens of evil beast kings. Even as a blood-killing god, it was a big consumption.
There were only more than thirty evil beast kings left around, and they were still ready to move and could launch the next round of attacks at any time.
"Is this all you have? Fanmo!"
Sayenu suddenly spoke up and said coldly: "Watching the king of the evil beasts under your command die, and using this to consume my divine power, this is indeed the safest way!"
"But, have you forgotten?"
"The world has the rule of balance. As gods born at the same time, under normal circumstances, neither you nor I can kill each other. Even if you use these cannon fodders today to exhaust all my divine power, how can you kill me?"
Because of the existence of the world's balance rule, the two native gods cannot kill each other.
It is precisely because of this that Sayenu is very confident in his heart. Even if he loses to the God of Disaster in this battle of gods, his life will not be in danger. On the contrary, he has the opportunity to kill the God of Disaster with the outsider wizard as an ally, and he can be regarded as invincible.
"World balance rule?"
The God of Disaster, Brahma, flashed a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "Of course I will not forget that the reason why you dare to provoke a war between gods is because you have won over the outsider wizard?"
"Think you are invincible?"
"Hmph! That's so ridiculous, Sayenu! As the original god born in the world, you have absorbed more gifts from the world than me, so you are more powerful than me."
"That's why I lost to you in the ancient war!"
"However, so many years have passed, do you think I am still as stupid as before? I know the existence of the rules of world balance, which makes it impossible for you and me to kill each other, so before the start of this divine war, I stayed I have a trump card designed to deal with you!”
Sayenu frowned slightly, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Could it be that...you also have an outsider as an ally?" A trace of fear flashed in Sayenu's eyes, and then he shook his head decisively and said in a deep voice: "Impossible. The recovery season and harvest season of this world are all under my control." , no visitor from another world can escape my perception!”
"Unless your ally is the Black Mist Season coming to this world."
"But, that's just it! When outsiders enter this world, abnormal phenomena will inevitably occur. My war ghost tribe rules the entire world, and it is everywhere in my sight. If you want to help outsiders sneak into this world, you can never hide it from my eyes. "
Sayenu's tone was decisive and full of confidence.
As the only two indigenous gods in the world, the Bloodkilling God has strong control over the world. Therefore, he can sense every outsider who comes, just like when he discovered Enzo's existence.
"You're right."
The God of Disaster spread his palms and said calmly: "After losing to you in that war in ancient times, the War Ghost Clan became the rulers of this world. Therefore, once an outsider comes to this world, it is impossible to escape your perception." "
"But...who said my allies must be outsiders?"
After saying that, a strange look flashed in the eyes of the God of Disaster, and more than ten ferocious tentacles on his face suddenly trembled, as if making a sharp sound, and more than thirty evil beast kings in the dark tree sea roared at Sayenu at the same time. go.
At the same time, another breath slowly appeared.
Sayenu instinctively felt something abnormal, and the crimson divine power exploded instantly, repelling all the more than thirty evil beast kings roaring around. But at this moment, a burly humanoid, three meters tall, appeared. The creature burst out.
Bang bang bang!
The naked soles of its feet stepped on the ground, making a trembling sound. The burly humanoid creature suddenly rushed out. It was not wearing anything, but its skin was covered with sharp barbs like scales. It held a broken red handle in both hands. The giant sword was swung like a giant axe.
Passing over the evil kings who were lifted away by the crimson divine power, the burly humanoid leaped high and slashed down with the broken giant sword. Sayenu immediately blocked it, and the blade made a harsh sound as it rubbed against it.
Immediately afterwards, Sayenu punched out.
The fist packed with crimson divine power hit the chest of the burly humanoid creature, shattering the sharp barbs, and then he was directly knocked ten meters away, and his feet plowed two ditches on the ground. .
After the burly creature stabilized its figure, there was no expression on its stiff face.
At this time, Sayenu saw the face of the burly creature clearly, his eyes suddenly flashed with shock, and he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
"Saya!!!" Sayanu's voice rose a little higher.
The burly humanoid creature called Saya heard the call of the blood-killing god, and a flash of struggle flashed in his eyes. But then, the black mist that filled the surroundings wrapped around him like gangrene in his bones, and the look in Saya's eyes The struggle immediately disappeared, and the stiff expression returned to his face.
"How's it going? You didn't expect it, did you?"
There was a hint of assurance in the God of Disaster's tone, and his eyes jokingly said: "In the divine war in ancient times, the war ghost clan you ruled defeated the evil created by me, but as the commander-in-chief, the war ghost king fell. for the end!”
Saya, the King of Fighting Ghosts!
The world's first war ghost clan, and also the blood-killing god, the first creature created with his own essence and blood. Unlike the king of evil beasts created by the god of disaster, the war ghost king is unique.
Although he still belongs to the third level life form, his strength far exceeds those of the king of evil beasts and the king of evil aliens.
In the wars of ancient times, Saya, as the king of war ghosts, commanded the entire war ghost clan under the oracle of the blood-killing god, contended with the minions of the god of disaster, and finally successfully led the war ghost clan to victory.
However, it is a pity.
Although the blood-killing god and the war ghost clan won the war, Saya, as the king of war ghosts, single-handedly killed the king of twenty-seven evil beasts in the final battle, and then dragged the seriously injured The body intervened in the battle between the God of Blood Slayer and the God of Disaster, and eventually died of exhaustion.
It can be said that in the wars of the ancient times, Saya, the King of War Ghosts, played a vital role, even affecting the course of history, and adding a winning percentage to the battle between the God of Blood Slayer and the God of Disaster. .
After the war in ancient times, Saya, the king of war ghosts, was regarded as a great hero by the war ghost clan, but his body was missing. According to the original speculation of the blood-killing god, Saya's body should have been killed by the power of the war ghosts. It was affected and turned into ashes and disappeared, but I didn't expect that it would be taken away by the God of Disaster.
"Saya..."
Looking at the War Ghost King not far away, a hint of complexity flashed in Sayeru's eyes. As the first War Ghost clan created with his own essence and blood, the blood-killing god treated Saya as if he were his own child.
Even in the history of the War Ghost Clan, Saya, the King of War Ghosts, was also called the Son of God!
"Because of the existence of the world's balance rules, I really can't kill you."
Next to him, the tentacles of the God of Disaster trembled, and he said faintly, "But, what if I don't intend to kill you at all, but use another method to seize your divine power and create a new blood-killing god?"
Sayenu's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.
"The rules of the world need to be balanced, so two gods were created." The God of Disaster spoke slowly and said, "But if I didn't kill you, but just transferred your crimson divine power to another body, what would happen if I didn't kill you?" How?"
The God of Disaster's plan has been revealed in full.
Due to the existence of the rules of balance in the world, the two indigenous gods cannot kill each other. The God of Bloodkiller intends to use the power of outsiders to break the rules of balance, while the God of Disaster chooses a more clever method.
He does not intend to kill the blood-killing god, but only to seize his divine power.
With this method, he will never be rejected by the world. As a life created by the essence and blood of the blood-killing god, the King of War Ghosts can completely serve as a carrier of the crimson divine power. The God of Disaster has long since ended the war in ancient times. Start controlling Saya, the King of War Ghosts.
In this case, even if Saya absorbs all the crimson divine power and becomes another blood-killing god, he will not be able to escape the control of the god of disaster. He can only become a puppet and become an alternative slave god.
"Thousands of years are really too long..."
On the spot, the God of Disaster sighed, and said faintly: "Originally, I only believed in the power of the gods, but ignored the importance of wisdom. It was not until I entered the wizarding world that I understood more things."
"Aeons ago, the wizarding civilization was just a bunch of mortals."
"That world is also controlled by gods. Mortal lives are like ants. They don't even need to be touched before they turn into ashes and disappear. However, under such humble circumstances, the wizarding civilization was still born!"
"Weak mortals used their wisdom to overturn the rule of gods!"
"If I didn't understand the history of wizard civilization, I would have scorned this kind of thing. However, the facts are right in front of me, and there is no doubt in my mind that those mortals who are as weak as ants have indeed become a civilization that even gods can only look up to. "