Apart from some of the cold threats that unnerved the gods, the scene happening in the Peak of Shadows was undoubtedly dramatic.
Some clues about this can be found in the presence of the God of Art who has annexed the art of stage performance.
He seemed to have exerted great control over himself.
But the characteristics that originated from divinity still filled His brow with some exuberant and vivid meaning.
This further illustrates their stupidity...
The God of Roads and Conspiracies-Hrishgra lowered his head.
He stood among the gods, and his gray, not gorgeous robe made him look inconspicuous.
The gods were discussing in private.
He was afraid of Slavgni's desire for the conspiracy priesthood, so he had found a new home in advance.
"Way" priesthood?
That is a priesthood that is many times weaker than conspiracy.
At least, in the eyes of the gods in the Temple of the Gods, the Road Priesthood does not have much annexation value.
Maybe travelers, travel and other weak gods will need it more.
But no matter what, it has nothing to do with conspiracy, a word that is inherently disgusting, cold and sticky.
Hrithgar lost his courage...
The gods discussed this.
Therefore, the God of Conspiracy, which once made many gods feel unnatural, seemed to be painted in a humorous gray color.
Slavgni also expressed disdain for this.
The God of Lies does not mean talking nonsense.
Obviously, Slavgni had something to say.
Of course, that's all in the past.
Now, the gods are watching this dangerous divine battle with various expressions.
The God of Peace and White Doves has shown many times that he hesitates to speak.
But in the end, He chose to remain silent.
The God of Roads and Conspiracies, Hrithgar, watched all this coldly.
He felt a certain joy and power coming from the priesthood.
Slavgni, the mad-whispering Prince of Lies and High Lord of the Throne of Nerytal, is a formidable opponent.
It is a pity that He should not be tainted with arrogant divinity.
Hrithgar lowered his head and thought carefully.
Slavgni believed that weaving all existence into the plan and future he identified was what he called a "great conspiracy."
He is always like this, perhaps because He is used to deceiving all living beings...
That was the path that Thresgo had tried before, and He paid a dear price for it.
And Slavgny did not...
This time, He may have to pay a more heavy price for it.
The God of Conspiracy, Hrithig's eyes flickered.
Judging from his current best understanding of the conspiracy, he should not be involved.
Ending the game in person means more variables and dangers.
But Slavgni had to do this.
He had heard about the elder's deeds, and he was obviously not a detective keen on collecting evidence.
The deus ex machina attack from intuition is deeply abhorred by all those who weave conspiracies.
But who has stipulated that the God of Conspiracy can only play conspiracies?
Sometimes, adapting to the changing circumstances is also a basic quality that a good conspirator must master.
Counting the time, the second gift He gave to the elder should be effective...
Hrithgar suddenly felt a little emotional.
Perhaps His rather limited group of believers does not have much faith potential and religious loyalty at all.
But at least they didn't put too many clumsy shackles on Him.
Hrithgar looked around at the gods calmly.
He will let them know what constitutes a "classic" demonstration of divine warfare.
Reckless fighting and wrestling with divine powers?
Gee, you ascended to the palace of the gods just to return to the "wild"?
Please allow me to provide a correct "definition" for this.
This is the right path...
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Yi Chun didn't know the undercurrents surging outside the battle.
He has always been keen on solving a problem in a simple and pure way.
If not, then first gain the power to do so.
Such a complex problem will be transformed into another aspect of demand:
The endless exploration of power.
For Yichun, this is a more relaxed and familiar field.
Mechanical repetition will always cause errors after a certain limit.
In a sense, this is inevitable.
Just like the definition of eternity, it is always a relative "false proposition" concept in the multiverse.
Slavgni may not make a mistake, but he may make a mistake in the next moment.
Probabilities entangled in data are actually meaningless.
The endless repetition of time is a routine training for Yi Chun.
In Arnold's Emerald Dream, he had been tempered for countless years.
"clatter!"
The sharp teeth as huge as mountain peaks touched each other fiercely again!
The sound, which was duller than the collision of gold and stone, made Slavgny's hair stand on end as he flashed to the other side.
Being in his own divine kingdom, but being constantly suppressed and beaten, Slavgni gradually became a little irritated in his divine consciousness.
This is the arrogant divinity, gradually unfolding its vicious fangs.
But the power of arrogance will not take into account the more sinister reality of the other party, but Slavgni needs to consider...
Normally, Slavgni has enough time to spread them out.
But now, any mistake in a short period of time that cannot be detected by ordinary things will lead to the danger of destruction.
Slavgeni needs to be suppressed and calm down...
The opponent's reckless attacks allowed him to seize many opportunities to kill the opponent with one blow.
not enough……
While Slavgni was dodging Yi Chun's attack, his divine consciousness analyzed it quickly.
The other party has a real existence in two different timelines.
He must destroy them simultaneously in both timelines.
Only in this way can we truly win this unexpected battle.
A gloomy and irritable look appeared on Slavgni's face.
He is deceiving his divine body in order to vent those factors that may cause instability.
And His divine consciousness has always remained sufficiently clear-headed.
A fanatical and chaotic will cannot control conspiracies and weave lies.
Unfortunately, those foolish mortals naively thought that He represented extreme chaos.
How stupid and ridiculous!
And at this moment, Slavgni suddenly sensed a grand sacrifice coming from the mortal world.
That is a grand event that is rarely carried out by His believers.
This made the irritability in Slavgni's divine consciousness even more intense.
Don't these stupid guys know what their master is facing?
"The great, supreme Lord of the Throne of Naritar..."
They wore masks and shouted one after another in a low voice.
"You are the prophet of lies, you are the disciple of deceit, you are holy and great, the darkness of light, you are the highest that chaos cannot touch, you are..."
They prostrated themselves, lowered their heads and sang hymns.
Wait! Why is there confusion?
Someone, no! Some God has tampered with His teachings!
Slavgni angrily realized something dangerous.
When the next timeline node arrived, devout prayers from the mortal world poured into His divinity unstoppably.
Perhaps, I can first restrain the nape of his neck in the form of an element-devouring beast.
Then while destroying its plane form, stab it with a fatal sword?
Suddenly, a sudden thought appeared in Slavgni's divine consciousness.
Then, as He grotesquely tossed it aside, Slavgni discovered to his horror that His divine form had decided to carry it out.
Thus, the gods were able to glimpse:
The skull symbolizing Slavogeny suddenly flashed behind the orange cat.
Then, under the orange cat's wide-eyed gaze, he grabbed the orange cat's neck.
The orange cat seemed stunned, maybe it was the skin on the back of his neck, or maybe he was a little confused about Slavgni's way.
And the next moment, the orange cat turned around and swallowed the Slavgni that he brought to his mouth...
Thus, the war between gods ended so absurdly...
These guys don't really think that the concept of nape skin can also work on the element-devouring beast...
The God of Conspiracy, Hrithig, stared at the gods with somewhat subtle expressions around him, feeling for the first time that they were not worthy of the path he said they had woven...
However, it doesn't matter anymore.
Hrysig gave his previous plans and related actions on how to interfere with the divinity of the God of Conspiracy and complete the concept of chaos through sacrifices.
It was organized clearly according to the logic of linear time, and then passed to the orange cat who was thinking on the wreckage of the Shadow Peak.
There are many definitions of road, and He, the God of Road, Hrithgar, knows how to walk on the right road...