The wild god stood alone in the wooden house. The room was deserted and silent, and the torch on the niche swayed uneasily, illuminating his figure flickeringly.
Once, he sat on the saddle of Taurus, just like sitting on the throne, meeting the leaders of various forces in the first world, issuing orders, and full of power.
But now, Taurus has been captured, and his clone can only stand here alone.
At this time, the door of the temple was pushed open, and a man wearing a sacrificial robe walked in, holding a plate in his hand with several shouting Smurfs on it.
The person who came was none other than the High Priest of the Barbarian God Cult, Shadow Luanzhu, and he sent Smurfs over regularly.
Ying Luanzhu walked up to the Barbarian God, knelt down respectfully, and presented the plate: "Dear Lord Barbarian God, this is the Smurf that the Elf Temple has paid tribute to. Please enjoy it slowly.
"
The Barbarian God looked at the plate. There were only a few Smurfs on it, less than half the amount before.
The elders of the Elf Temple said last time that the Smurf clan is on the verge of extinction and may not be able to survive for another year. The amount sent in the future can only be halved.
"Go down!" The Barbarian God picked up the plate, waved his hand listlessly, stretched out two fingers to pinch a Smurf and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ying Luanzhu didn't even dare to take a breath, and quickly bowed and retreated step by step.
He knew that the Barbarian God had suffered a defeat in the First World and suffered heavy losses. The atmosphere in the entire Barbarian God Cult was now solemn.
Moreover, the attitudes of various races towards the Barbarian God have also become subtle. They had always believed that the Barbarian God was invincible, but they were defeated so quickly, and they were a little shaken by the Barbarian God.
Especially for those races that went out with the Barbarian Gods, they lost real masters of the Void God. Although they didn't say it, everyone could guess that they were unhappy in their hearts.
Soon, Ying Luanzhu exited the door of the wooden house, and the only sound left in the house was the lonely voice of the Barbarian God, slowly eating the Smurf.
The strength of his current clone is already very weak. He previously divided into a secondary clone and injected power into the three wild spirits. All of this power was wasted in the second world.
The power of this clone has been weakened to the point that it is not much different from the newly promoted Mortal God, and it is no longer Huang Yi's opponent.
"Do you really want to go to heaven to merge with your true body?" Barbarian God murmured to himself.
His clone has a purpose in staying in the mortal world. If he wants to realize his ambition, this clone must conquer the mortal world, and his true body must conquer the heavenly realm.
If his clone goes to the heaven, he will never be able to conquer the mortal world, and he will no longer be able to control even the first world, and his ambition will only go bankrupt.
But whether he wants it or not, he must return to heaven as soon as possible. The Smurfs are necessary for his clone to maintain his sanity. Once the Smurfs are extinct, his clone will be destroyed.
"I can only hope that the King of Hell can bring surprises..." Barbarian God whispered to himself quietly.
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The holy land of the Kador clan is located in the Kador galaxy, and the most central area is their most important altar of rebirth.
The Altar of Rebirth is a bowl-like hemisphere, which was made by cutting a huge planet in half.
At this time, a group of False God Kador, about twenty of them, were surrounding them, staring at the rebirth altar with solemn expressions.
A steady stream of Kador were born from the altar of rebirth. Their bodies were pure and without any strength. They were like babies and had no connection with their previous identities.
These are the kadors that have died in various parts of the universe. If one dies, another one will be reborn here.
But the attention of these false gods is not on these new Kador——
They are waiting for the rebirth of the fallen king.
"Are we just going to let the Fallen King die like this? He is one of the only remaining first-generation Kadors and is vital to our entire race." A virtual god said.
In fact, Kador can share thoughts and does not need language to communicate, but they do not want the Fallen King to perceive their thoughts at the moment, so they temporarily suppressed the sharing of thoughts and relied on language to communicate.
"Last time he summoned dozens of people from the God's Domain to attack the second world. Even if they were fused into Feng Angju's body, they were still killed. We just sent ourselves to death in the past." Another virtual god Kador shook his head.
Shake his head.
"We are not without the strength to fight. As long as everyone is willing, we can save the fallen king..."
"Are you referring to the legendary fusion of the whole race? That move can only be used when the survival of our race is at stake."
When everyone heard about "the integration of the entire clan", their hearts trembled and their expressions became serious.
The fusion of the whole clan means the fusion of all 100 million Kador. This is the legendary trick of the Kador clan and it is the last resort.
The use of this move represents the reappearance of Cardo, the most powerful ancestral spirit in history!
By then, even the King of Hell would not know if he was Cardo's opponent. No one had seen the battle between Cardo and the King of Hell, and no one knew which of them was more powerful.
After all, they were not from the same era. When the King of Hell was born, Kador had already divided into 100 million Kador.
As soon as Cardo comes out, the God of Killing, the Ancestral Dragon, the Moon Father, the Sagittarius, the Second World, the United Legion...all of them are useless.
Unless Cardo dies, the Fallen King will not die, and neither of them will die.
But this also means that they will lose their independence, and everyone will become a screw, silently contributing to Cardo.
"The Fallen King is calling us again!" At this time, everyone felt that their thoughts were being impacted by a spiritual force. That was exactly the thought call of the Fallen King. The spiritual force was full of anxiety and faintly...
With a rare hint of fear, it was obviously a matter of life and death.
This anxious and fearful mental power also impacted the minds of all the other Kadors at the same time. Even the newly born Kadors in the Rebirth Altar felt it. It was like mental pollution, causing countless Kadors to feel it.
People's hearts are in panic and there is no peace.
The Fallen King is already urging all Khador to rescue him by any means necessary.
"Don't save a person who surrenders to self-destruction." At this moment, all Kador in the universe received a new thought at the same time.
This new idea comes from an ancient and steady spiritual force, which is as eternal as the stars, maintains absolute calmness and rationality, and is as reliable as an old wise man.
In an instant, the anxiety and fear from the Fallen King were completely dissipated in everyone's minds, and they became peaceful and calm.
"Could it be that one?" The more than twenty virtual gods looked at each other, and thought of a senior in their minds at the same time.
"Eternal Star·Wangchen." A virtual god whispered a mythical name.
The Eternal Star, Wangchen, is the oldest existing Kador.
The birth of the 100 million first-generation Kadors in the ancient era was in sequence. The first three Kadors have all died and been reborn, and the Eternal Star, Wangchen, is the fourth.
As the first generation Kador, the Fallen King is the seventeenth in the sequence, further behind the Eternal Star Wangchen.
Eternal Star Wangchen is like a hermit. His mind has been closed for countless years and he does not communicate with other people. No one knows where he is or what is thinking in his mind.
The thought that everyone just felt had ancient and calm spiritual power, which instantly soothed them. It was more powerful than the Fallen King, and should be the Eternal Star Wangchen.
"Senior is right. The Fallen King has been contaminated by the power of the demonic system and is no longer the pure blood of Kador. We don't want to risk saving him." A virtual god nodded in agreement.
Every Kador is a part of Kador, so they all have the constitution of the founder's ancestral spirit. No matter how powerful they are, they will not be able to become gods.
But the Fallen King is an exception. He has been contaminated by the power of the demonic system. After leaving the demonic universe, he will experience the Thunder Tribulation of the Gods and be dragged to the heaven.
At that time, there will always be one less Kador in the mortal world, and there will be no more than 100 million, and Kador will no longer be able to be fused.
"We just need to wait quietly." Soon, all the false gods of Kador reached a consensus and calmly stared at the altar of rebirth, waiting for the rebirth of the fallen king.
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In the small demon universe, Huang Yi controlled the Queen of Pain to clear the way ahead, leading everyone to quickly approach the Fallen Demon Palace.
The entire outer formation was beaten to pieces by them, and all the virtual gods were harvested by the butcher's knife and turned into the souls surrounding it.
"Bang!" At this time, Huang Yi rushed into a barrier, and the butcher's knife slashed a bloody light, cutting a fallen Duke in half.
The soul of the fallen Duke immediately flew up and became the 56th soul on the butcher's knife.
Once this False God dies, there will be no obstruction in front of him. The Fallen Demon Palace is right in front, allowing them to trample on it.
"The Fallen King is out to welcome guests!" At this time, the prodigal son of the mountain city was carrying a machete and shouted loudly towards the Fallen Demon Palace ahead.
"Hmph! If I had known this, I should have crushed you all to death before you could grow up!" A voice full of regret sounded from the depths of the Fallen Demon Palace, echoing throughout the Fallen Star.
Then, a majestic body soared into the sky from the end of the Fallen Demon Palace, suspended in mid-air, looking at everyone from a distance.
Demonic energy boiled around him, and behind him was a huge portal, from which countless souls were pouring out, forming a mighty torrent of souls, surrounding him in circles.
This is the Fallen King and his magic weapon, the Fallen Gate, and he has to show up in person to face everyone.
And as soon as he drew out this power, the defense power of the entire demonic universe was greatly reduced again. The attacks of the more than 5,000 divine domain experts outside penetrated even more, causing even greater damage to the remaining demons in the small universe.