After traveling together for a while, Lin Sanjiu discovered that Zaoji, the god with brown lips, was having a hard time.
He has no territory, and no fallen species as soldiers. He only has some statues of gods who don't know where they came from, hidden in a place that he refused to tell Lin Sanjiu no matter what. Judging from his size, the number is not too large.
Generally speaking, seven or eight times out of ten, Zaoji's sneak attacks against other gods were not very successful; in the remaining two or three times, the god who was attacked by the sneak attack became angry and turned around to kill him.
Chase all the way.
Just when he was about to change his tactics and capture a "meat man" to carve a statue of the god for him, the meat man actually showed surprising abilities. At this point, Zaoji was full of enthusiasm for Lin Sanjiu's addition.
expect.
"This world is so unfair," he explained to Lin Sanjiu with a gloomy face, "Powerful gods can easily become more powerful, but those of us with relatively low strength have a very hard time becoming stronger.
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It seems that there is also a Matthew effect in the love of God... Lin Sanjiu thought wildly.
"By the way, don't you have the ability to speak your mind?" She sat on Zaoji's shoulder and asked, "It's impossible for every god to know what your ability is... Why don't you find someone who doesn't know you?
If God uses it once, won’t it be good?”
"If it were that simple, I would have been the only true god in this world. That is a broken ability and can only be used on gods whose divine power level is more than 9 levels lower than mine, or on people and ants other than gods." Zaoji.
He had lowered his voice as much as possible, but Lin Sanjiu could still clearly hear the buzzing sound of his vocal cords vibrating.
"What level are you at?"
Zaoji refused to answer the question, but turned around and said: "...Have you seen the three gods before? As a little shrimp of more than ten levels, if you want to rise to a higher level, you have to try any messy method.
Try, but it will be difficult to succeed... Therefore, whether you can take down all the belongings of that false god in one fell swoop depends on your ability."
Lin Sanjiu swallowed, "You... can you describe that god again?"
Zaoji took a long breath from his nostrils to express his dissatisfaction. "I'll say it for the last time, remember it! The false god looks like an old man with a very long nose. He is probably at the level of 20 or so.
He has collected three or four abilities, and they are all a little better than me, so he is lucky. The territory is not big, and there are not many fallen species, only about a hundred..."
From this point of view, Zaoji's ability should not exceed level 30 at most. Lin Sanjiu sighed secretly in his heart, not knowing how he was going to fight against a god who was over level 20.
She once mentioned to Zaoji that her missing friend was a very smart man. If he was found first, it would be easy to attack anyone. However, Zaoji was not stupid and rejected her immediately: "
Who knows how long it will take to find him? I’m just going to look for him? You can search for him, but the attack on the false god must not be missed."
What made it even more difficult for Lin Sanjiu to bargain was that Zaoji did fulfill his part of the promise.
Along the way, they passed many places where "territory of gods" was said to exist. He never took action, but just moved towards the nearest desert; and the vastness of the world of God's Love was far beyond Lin Sanjiu's.
Imagine that, even with the size of a god, it took them nearly two weeks to finally see a vague line of sand and yellow dust in the distance.
After such a long time, Ji Shanqing must have gone far away. Even if she didn't consider this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help the deep disappointment in her heart - she could tell with just one glance:
This is not the desert where she was separated from the gift bag.
It is also a desert, but it is covered with endless sand dunes, large and small, covered with circles of sand rings of different colors. From the layers of sand rings, sparse thorns and shrubs emerge.
, cactus... Although there is only a patch of earthy yellow and dark green in the field of vision, it is far busier and more lively than another desert.
Although there is no trace of the gift package here, the agreement is the agreement. Zaoji is very insistent on this point, and no matter what, he must conquer the territory of the gods here before leaving.
"After I take down all the statues of this false god, my divine power will increase to some extent, and then it will be much faster to find the next desert." In addition to the damaged spiritual skills, Zaoji seems to have
He also has the ability to blend himself into the surrounding environment; he squatted down again, staring at the desert in front of him, and said to Lin Sanjiu in a breathy voice.
They lay down for a whole afternoon, and the sand dune in front of them was still deathly silent. Except for the bursts of dust raised by the wind and the strange ball-like plants rolling past lightly, there was not even a soul in sight.
Lin Sanjiu bit the bullet and waited until nightfall.
In the desert at night, the air suddenly became cold, so cold that there was no warning - it was as if someone suddenly turned down the air conditioner. Before Lin Sanjiu could react, she had already sneezed.
"Don't make a sound!" Zaoji immediately scolded her in a breathy voice - bursts of smelly wind came out of his mouth, causing the low shrubs beside them to rustle and sway.
He subconsciously glanced at the bushes, and at this moment, Lin Sanjiu jumped up from his shoulders.
"Down below," she shouted in a low voice, her eyes fixed on the roots of the bushes - the desert that was originally piled up in a ring suddenly started to flow in circles, faster and faster, as if it was carrying
It's like swallowing up everyone who dares to stand in the sand. Looking around, every sand dune is spinning like a sand top.
Zaoji was startled and found that the tops of his feet were quickly buried in the sand. He hurriedly tried to get up, but before he could stand up completely, several quicksands nearby had revealed a hollow in the center, revealing the bottom.
The darkness was deep, as if the earth had opened its mouth.
One person and one mind took a few steps back, and found that the speed of the quicksand gradually slowed down, as if it was just to expose the hollow underneath.
"What...what is this?" Lin Sanjiu asked blankly. Zaoji briefly responded, "This is one of the powers of that false god" and hid his figure again.
Slowly, vague fleshy shadows emerged from the underground holes one after another. As if they were full of fear and concern about the outside world, these shadows trembled and hesitantly crawled out, gradually falling under the dim moonlight.
Their dry and bloodless skin was revealed, as well as their tired and numb faces.
It's a meat man!
The thought came to Lin Sanjiu's mind, and then he saw Zaoji let out a breath of "ha", and as if he was too excited to hold back, he stuck out a long brown tongue, flicked it in the air and then retracted it, but
I held back and took no action.
Different from the meat people at the Mother Goddess, the skin of these meat people is frighteningly pale, as if they have not seen the sun all year round. Each of them has a stooped body, and the skinny ribs are clearly visible from the back. I really don’t deserve the title of meat people.
. Their hair has almost fallen out, leaving sparse clumps and patches on their scalps as white as paper - no one is wearing clothes, but it is almost impossible to distinguish between male and female.
"The old god you were talking about originally hid his territory under the desert..." Lin Sanjiu asked quietly, "But why are these fleshmen coming out? Why don't the fallen species care?"
She also didn't expect that the answer to this question would soon crawl out of the underground hole. After the meatmen came out, after a while, one after another, heads with hurried expressions but strange shapes began to appear - exactly
They are the fallen species following behind.
Apparently, they regarded the meat humans as pathfinding animals and drove them out from under the quicksand. Perhaps seeing the calm outside, the fallen species finally felt relieved and swarmed out like a swarm of locusts, calling people out.
Just looking at it makes my scalp numb.
Lin Sanjiu was looking puzzled when she turned around and met a pair of huge, lustless eyes like black holes.
"What are you still doing here?" Following Zaoji's low voice, the fishy wind blew through Lin Sanjiu, blowing up bursts of sand and dust behind her. "Go and inquire and find out what's going on.
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It seemed that he was afraid that this was a trap set by an old man.
After all, in the love of God, both flesh and fallen species are precious materials: Needless to say, the role of flesh humans directly determines how many statues a god can have; and fallen species are also indispensable for maintaining the territory.
——They can go around collecting materials for idols, guard their territory, hunt down evolved people, and create more fallen species... It is indeed too abnormal to let such precious resources be carelessly released like this.
But when Lin Sanjiu landed on the sand and just walked towards the underground cave, he saw a pointed and thin, long head like an anteater suddenly revealed on a sand dune in front of him; then, the fallen
When Zhong opened his mouth, his long head split into two flat halves: "God, the only true God! I feel your presence, please accept your wandering people!"
Lin Sanjiu was startled, and when he looked back, Zaoji still hadn't appeared - he indeed had the ability to be like a chameleon: the sky under the night sky was empty, with only a patch of sand and clumps of plants, making it impossible to tell where this place was.
There is a god.
"The false god we originally served was killed by another false god, but for some reason the other false god did not stop and only left us... Now we can meet the only true god. It is really our greatest honor..."
When Lin Sanjiu slid smoothly into an underground cavity, the sharp voice of the pointed-headed beast echoed far under the night sky.
