The cigar in his mouth had reached its end. Lin Qi grabbed the cigar butt, which was as thick as a carrot, and struck it hard on Kurculun's forehead. Although the poor undead god didn't feel the pain of this spark, it still hurt.
This extreme humiliation made him roar loudly: "Damn it, you will definitely be punished! The great and supreme Temple of the Dead has returned to the world, and you will definitely be punished!"
Temple of the Undead? Lin Qi narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he had never heard of this thing. The Continent of the Undead has always been a restricted area for living beings. They rarely communicate with the outside world. The entire Continent of the Undead is just like his name, lifeless.
, closed and conservative, very little news about the Undead Continent has spread.
The Dragon Witch King sneered: "The Temple of the Dead has appeared again. I know about it, Kurculun, of course I know about it! It is precisely because of this that I returned to the surface world, and I came to find a
, the merest hope!”
'Hope'! This word came out of the mouth of an old undead lich, and Lin Qi felt very strange. He looked at the Dragon Witch King, aren't the undead good at making people despair? Do they still need the word 'hope'?
Plant something?
Feeling Lin Qi's surprised gaze, the Dragon Witch King nodded fiercely: "Your Majesty Lin Qi, little guy, I came to the surface world with the greatest sincerity. I want to find a hope for all the children in the Abyss of the Dead.
A hope that they can continue to survive!"
After laughing bitterly for a few times, the Dragon Witch King narrowed his eyes and gently flicked the tea cup in his palm with his fingers.
"Maybe the gods themselves haven't felt it yet, or they are just brewing something. But when the Temple of the Dead appears again, and when the main gods of the major pantheons regain their strength, a huge crisis is imminent."
"You mean, a new divine war?" Lin Qi looked at the Dragon Witch King disapprovingly: "This is not worth worrying about. The scale of this divine war will definitely be many times smaller than the ancient divine war. Maybe not
By the time the abyss world feels anything, the war will be over."
"Then what?" The Dragon Witch King looked at Lin Qi seriously: "Perhaps as a God's Chosen One, you don't understand the stakes! If many gods fight and both sides suffer, then the world can still maintain a certain balance. But
If a certain pantheon wins the final victory in the war and eliminates all enemies, then disaster will come to this world."
Lin Qi quickly thought of what Mu Wei had said to him, the difference between creatures that can provide the power of faith and those that cannot. He took out a rum bottle and poured a few mouthfuls of rum into his mouth.
rum, then fell into deep thought.
The Dragon Witch King stared at Lin Qi. He did not speak, as if he was just expecting Lin Qi to figure out some truth on his own.
After thinking for a long time, Lin Qi slowly nodded: "If a god of the gods wins, then it will be a great purge? All those useless creatures will be wiped out? If this is the case, then..."
The Dragon Witch King exhaled heavily, raised his head and said calmly: "It seems that you know this, which surprises me. I don't know where you obtained these core secrets belonging to the gods. But this
It also makes me very happy, because I can save a lot of drool, of course, I don’t have much drool now.”
After saying some nonsense, the Dragon Witch King motioned to the maid behind him to refill a cup of tea: "I single-handedly established the Abyss of the Undead. I took several of my brothers who survived the disaster and spent a lot of power to build the Abyss of the Undead.
, to maintain the order inside. As for the children of the Abyss of the Undead, they only account for less than one thousandth of the undead with the so-called royal family and royal blood."
Lin Qi took a few more sips of wine. He looked at the Dragon Witch King and nodded: "According to the knowledge of the gods, nine hundred and ninety-nine out of a thousand undead souls who cannot provide the power of faith will become the best cannon fodder."
The candidates for the legion. And the remaining royal families and royal families..."
The Dragon Witch King smiled cruelly: "They will become pure breeding machines. Under the control of the gods, they will lose their power, freedom, dignity, history, civilization, and all memories. They will become
Domestic animals raised in captivity are frantically reproducing future generations, providing the gods with a steady stream of faith."
After laughing sarcastically a few times, the Dragon Witch King looked at Lin Qi and said coldly: "The reason why the gods haven't done this now is because there are still differences and competition between the major gods. They need those cannon fodder legions to help them."
They fight! They are not willing to let those believers who can devote their faith die, so they need a lot of cannon fodder!"
"Once a single pantheon of gods achieves final and complete victory, all civilization will end!" The Dragon Witch King looked deeply at Lin Qi: "I have experienced that era, and I know much more than you do.
Human civilization is simply a piece of shit."
"But if a certain pantheon of gods wins the final victory, humanity will not even have this pile of shit left! Because after they win, they don't need to retain these civilizations at all, because of this insignificant flower of civilization
, is no longer needed. Casting technology is no longer needed; magic rune skills are no longer needed; magic technology is no longer needed; magic, writing, printing, even wine making, food and mining are no longer needed. Because
There is no need for war anymore!”
"The gods will return mankind to the era of ignorance, and allow all humans and other royal families and royal blood descendants to return to the era of slash-and-burn farming, allowing them to retain huge numbers but lose all their civilization."
The Dragon Witch King stood up, clenched his fists with both hands and roared in a low voice: "Lin Qi, little guy, do you know how sad that is?"
Lin Qi drank a bottle of rum, and then burped: "Uh, a pig beast in captivity?"
The Dragon Witch King quirked his lips and smiled: "It's even more miserable than the pig beast. At least the gods won't devour the soul of the pig beast. That's too cheap. But the human soul is the favorite tonic of the gods!"
Lin Qi remained silent for a long time. Naturally, he could think of the terrifying scenes in the Dragon Witch King's words.
When a protoss wins the final victory, defeats other protoss and stands on the top of the gods, since those members of the cannon fodder legion cannot provide the power of faith, what use do the gods have for them? Let them be consumed.
Resources, waste of food?
Rather than letting them waste living space, it is better to kill all the creatures that cannot provide the power of faith, leaving ample space for the survival of devout believers. In this way, the land and resources of this world will remain at their original level.
Next, the number of believers who can provide the power of faith can increase by at least a hundred times!
It is conceivable that when the gods of that pantheon won the final victory, it was the moment when blood rained from the sky, countless creatures were slaughtered, and their souls were devoured. And after those creatures that could not provide the power of faith were killed, what remained
The fate of those human beings and the royal families of other races can be imagined.
All their civilizations will be completely exterminated, and they will become a group of savages who know nothing except worshiping gods. Think about it, the nobles of the Western and Eastern Continents now waste a lot of meat and meat every year
Fine wine, their lives are extravagant, and those powerful magicians and craftsmen consume huge amounts of magic materials.
All this is because of the existence of civilization. Because of civilization, the consumption of resources will increase hundreds or thousands of times. If a certain god system becomes the only god, they can completely destroy the civilization and allow all intelligent creatures to return.
to a state of ignorance.
An ordinary baron in the Western Continent consumes enough materials and food in a year to feed a thousand primitive people! And a thousand simple-minded primitive people, the power of faith they can provide is at least as much as a baron with distracting thoughts.
Ten thousand times!
Under the same consumption level, obtain 10,000 times the power of faith. Great, aloof gods, why don't they do this? Destroy all the fires of civilization, and completely plunge humans and other races into darkness and ignorance.
, relying on the huge power of faith, the divine power of the gods will increase at a flying speed!
Lin Qi could imagine what kind of world it was. It would be a dark, suffocating, and desolate world. Countless zombies were walking in groups on the desert, and when the chariots of the gods roared past from high in the sky,
At that time, the walking corpses would kneel down on the ground devoutly, prostrating themselves to offer their piety and faith to the gods.
When their bodies begin to age and gradually decay, their souls will be harvested and become the last meal of the gods.
Lin Qi stared at the Dragon Witch King: "I can understand the fear contained in your words."
The Dragon Witch King's body trembled, he took a deep breath, and then slapped Kurculun on the face: "So I hate these gods, whether they are so-called righteous gods or evil ones.
Gods, any living god is a disgusting existence. Only dead gods are good gods!"
Kulculun, who was thrown on the long desk, laughed sarcastically. The sharp and unpleasant laughter made Lin Qi want to rip out his tongue: "Hey, two gods with powerful divine power, you are actually here.
Say, dead gods are good gods? Then shouldn’t you get rid of yourselves first?”
Lin Qi and the Dragon Witch King looked at Kurculun at the same time, and then Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders and pointed at Kurculun: "I hate this guy, if you don't mind, I will cut his soul open.
How about digging out his memory completely. As for his soul, each of us can take half of it?"