"However, does such an unspoken rule mean to you and me?" The god of voodoo chuckled.
The God of Shadow fell into silence.
As the god of voodoo said, the unspoken rule that gods cannot affect mortals. The main reason is that if two gods only go to war and one of them relies on powerful divine power to massacre mortals, it means that the other party can do the same.
When both sides destroy the unspoken rules, the only ones who are unlucky are the mortals who believe in them!
But for the voodoo god, such unspoken rules are meaningless, because he has no believers at all, and has not established his own kingdom.
And the same is true for the God of Shadow!
Hundreds of years ago, the God of Shadow also occupied one side in the Lost Kingdom, and the believers of a kingdom contributed their faith.
However, because Gods only compete for the power of faith, a powerful god targeted the Kingdom of the Shadow God. Due to the rules of the Lost Continent, the strong god did not take action himself, but secretly used a series of methods to eventually destroy the Kingdom of the Shadow God and take away those believers who originally belonged to him.
Since then, on the Lost Continent, fewer and fewer mortals have retained their faith in the God of Shadows, and most of them are ancient tribes hidden in the wilderness and mountains.
Therefore, even if the God of Voodoo and the God of Shadow join forces to destroy the unspoken rules of the Lost Continent and massacre mortals in the process of dealing with the Goddess of Night, the Goddess of Night cannot retaliate with the same means.
After a while, the God of Shadow raised his head.
"You can think clearly that if we really break the unspoken rules, we will be rejected by the gods on the Lost Continent, and even be subject to the malice of some gods!"
"Since I want to deal with Lucy Less, how can I not take any risk at all?" The God of Voodoo looked indifferent and sneered, "Besides, I am the one who killed mortals with voodoo in large quantities, and even if the gods resisted it, you will not be the first target!"
"I've said that to this extent. If you still have some concerns, then I have nothing to say."
The Shadow God's eyes changed, and he seemed to be struggling in his heart.
The God of Voodoo has always been regarded as an evil god on the Lost Continent, so no god is willing to make friends with him, but the God of Shadow is different. As an ancient god that existed in the first era, he has many friends in this continent.
Although those gods may not bring too many benefits to the Shadow God, once he joins forces with the God of Voodoo and openly destroys the unspoken rules, it means that he is likely to lose all his friends and even be boycotted by everyone.
"If I could swallow the power of the Goddess of the Night, I might not be able to become the god of the gods in one fell swoop..."
Lyles' eyes flashed, and thoughts grew wildly in his heart.
As an ancient god that existed since the First Age, he has spent countless years, so he is extremely eager to advance to a higher level and become a stronger god of the world.
"There is only one chance, I hope you think about it carefully." At this time, the voodoo god opposite spoke quietly again.
"Okay, I agree to join forces with you!"
The next moment, Lyles raised his head suddenly and said firmly in his dark eyes.
"Ha! I knew you would make the right choice!" The God of Voodoo laughed, and the dark green flames burning around him flickered slightly.
"When are you planning?"
After deciding to join forces with the God of Voodoo, God of Shadow Lyles asked.
"Of course the faster the better!"
Moren, the god of voodoo, nodded and said, "I will spread voodoo in the Kingdom of Night and let voodoo spread throughout the plain of Esos as soon as possible."
"However, during this process, once I enter the Kingdom of Night, Lucilece will immediately notice it, so I hope you can try to attract her attention!"
"Yes, that's OK."
Lyles nodded and said in a deep voice, "I will create some trouble on the Plain of Ursos to attract Lucy Less' attention, but the chance may be only once. You must make sure that the voodoo you release can spread in the Kingdom of Night!"
"Please rest assured about this!"
The God of Voodoo seemed very confident and said, "Since I can use Voodoo as a clergy, I am naturally the best at releasing Voodoo. As long as you can help me create a chance, voodoo will spread throughout the Esos Plain within a month."
"Okay, I wish us a smooth cooperation!" Lyles said in a deep voice.
...
In a blink of an eye, another month has passed.
Kingdom of the Night, Lighthouse Town.
The dilapidated town is as quiet as ever, and on the vast plain of Esos, it is like a piece of sand and difficult to attract attention.
In the auditorium in the center of the town.
"Chip, call out my physical data." Enzo ordered in his heart.
"Enzo/Strength:30/Physical:30/Purpose:31.5/Level: Third-level Wizard/State: Good."
Looking at the data panel that appeared in front of me, a smile appeared on Enzo's face.
After completely removing the voodoo seal from his body, his realm finally gradually stabilized. His three basic data balanced exceeded 30 points, and he had the combat power of a normal third-level wizard.
"The realm has stabilized. Next, you should probably go to the location of the map of God." Enzo murmured to himself, and tuned out the map stored in the chip.
On the 3D-shaped three-dimensional map, the location of the God of Killing is ready to be marked. If nothing unexpected happens, it is likely that the Temple of Killing is hidden, where the God of Killing is fire.
"Nether Canyon..." Enzo murmured.
The location marked on the map is a place called Nesser Canyon, located between the Ersos Plain, the crack between the Red Snake Kingdom and the Ashes Mountains, and is occupied by a large number of dark creatures.
"Killing Crow!"
Then, Enzo closed the map and called softly, his mind resonating with the Crow of Killing, but received no response.
"Is it still not over?" Enzo frowned.
Since the Crow of Killing swallowed the mark full of killing power, it has completely fallen into silence. Even Enzo, who is the creator, cannot awaken it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "When you completely digest the power of killing, the killing crow can at least evolve to the level of a demigod, and even just one thread away from igniting the divine fire!"
Enzo inferred in his heart.
The longer the Crow of Killing falls into a deep sleep after devouring the mark, the stronger the power is, and it has more benefits for the Crow of Killing.
"The plan to go to the Temple of Killing must wait until the Crow of Killing wakes up. It seems that I can only wait..."
Enzo sighed.
Then, he raised his hand and gently called the Emerald Crow in his heart. A ray of emerald green light bloomed, forming the form of the Emerald Crow Sani.
"Is there anything wrong? Enzo."
The Emerald Crow lay in Enzo's palm, looking listless, and asked softly.
"It has been a while since I came to the Lost Continent. How has your strength been restored? Sani." Enzo asked.
"Almost... it's completely restored?"
Sani thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "But, I still don't like this place. The rules of the Lost Continent make me feel uncomfortable."
"All have been recovered?" Enzo's eyes lit up, and he didn't care too much about Sani's words later.
"If nothing is wrong, I don't want to stay here." Sani muttered with some dissatisfaction, then turned into a green light and disappeared.
Enzo shook his head and smiled helplessly.
It has been a year since I arrived in the Lost Continent, and the Emerald Crow has completely passed the adaptation period. The discomfort at this time is just Sani's psychological effect.
"It's the same third-level living body. If Sani has passed the adaptation period, it means that the same is true for Old Man Snake."
In place, Enzo's eyes flashed.
There are more than one person who has the map of the Temple of Killing. The old man Snake came on the same boat with him, and he also has half a map in his hand.
After the adaptation period and fully recovering his strength, the old man Snake will definitely find a way to go to the Temple of Killing to find the remains of the God of Killing.
Before that, the Snake Old Man must have been Enzo, because only from Enzo can he get half of the map of Lingwai.
"Fortunately, I used the chip and recorded the complete map in advance." Enzo's lips raised slightly, and he took the dominance when he mastered the complete map. Even if he didn't pass half of the map in the hand of the old man Snake, he could still go to Nesser Canyon alone.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
Just as Enzo was thinking, a knock came from outside the door.
"Come in." Enzo whispered.
With his permission, the auditorium gate was pushed open, and the mayor of Lighthouse Town personally brought the food to Enzo.
"Please enjoy lunch and worship the Lord."
After identifying Enzo's priesthood, the old mayor seemed extremely respectful. During the period when Enzo lived in Lighthouse Town, he prepared the best food in the town for him every day.
"Let it be here, Moore."
Enzo was not polite, and directly signaled the old mayor to put the food aside and asked, "How is it, is there any news coming out recently?"
The low wasteland of Lighthouse Town is a very small remote town, but there are also some wilderness hunters living here, and occasionally bring back some information from the outside world.
"There's really one thing."
Moore thought for a while and said, "I heard that in the past few days, a strange disease has appeared in the kingdom. It spreads very quickly and has spread in several cities. His Highness the King urgently ordered a nationwide blockade and no infected person is allowed to leave his city."
"Strange disease?" Enzo frowned slightly.
"Yes, I heard it looks very serious." Moore sighed and said, "I hope the goddess of the night will protect you and don't let the strange disease spread to Lighthouse Town."
Thumb!
As soon as Old Moore finished speaking, a rush of footsteps came from outside. Then, an indigenous man dressed in a hunter had already entered the auditorium.
"Not good, Grandpa Moore."
The hunter was panting and hurriedly said, ": There was a group of refugees outside the town. I heard that they were all from Graystone Town. You can go over and take a look."
“Greystone Town?”
Old Moore shuddered, even his voice raised a little, and said shrillly, "No, stop them quickly, and never let the people from Graystone Town come in."
"Greystone? Is there any problem?" Enzo asked curiously.
"You don't know anything about the sacrifice."
Old Moore turned around and smiled bitterly, ": The strange disease I just mentioned had appeared in Graystone Town a few days ago. Since those refugees came to Lighthouse Town, there must be infected people."
"Once they are allowed in, I'm afraid Lighthouse Town will be infected too!"
After Old Moore said that, he hurried out of the auditorium.
"No, I must drive away all the people in Graystone Town, and I must not let Lighthouse Town be infected!"
Looking at Moore and the Hunter who were leaving in a hurry, a trace of thought appeared in Enzo's eyes, and then his thoughts moved slightly, conveying his vision to the shadow crows hidden everywhere around Lighthouse Town.
Over the Lighthouse Town, shadow crows were staring at the scene below.
Outside the simple walls of the town, a large number of ragged refugees were gathering towards Lighthouse Town, as if they were all refugees from Graystone Town.
Not long ago, a strange disease occurred in Graystone Town.
It was a very fast-contagious virus. It had spread completely in just three days, and the infected person's whole body was ulcerated. At the same time, it would turn into irrational zombies and attack the surroundings frantically.
Therefore, Graystone Town fell rapidly!
Survivors of the town all fled towards Lighthouse Town, but were stopped outside by Lighthouse Town. Dozens of wilderness hunters were holding weapons and confronting hundreds of refugees in Graystone Town.
"Leave Lighthouse Town, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!" At this time, Lao Moore, the mayor of Lighthouse Town, came to the entrance of the town.
He was leaning on a crutch in his hand, but his expression was extremely serious.
"Please, please let us enter!"
"Yes, save us!"
The refugees in Graystone Town refused to leave and begged to break into Lighthouse Town. Moore's face changed and he decisively paused his crutch, and a trace of harshness flashed in his muddy eyes.
"Exit!"
"Get out!"
Around the surroundings, the hunters from Lighthouse Town cursed, and raised their bows and arrows and shot arrows at the refugees.
It only represents the nature of the warning. A round of arrows did not cause death, but the refugees at the front were injured by arrows, and blood flowed on the ground, making painful screams.
The blood scared the refugees. They retreated one after another, but they looked at Lighthouse Town with resentment.
"Get out of Lighthouse Town quickly!"
Old Moore was unmoved, his face was filled with a cold expression, and he said, ": Give you another minute, don't blame us for being polite if you don't leave!"
As soon as the words were finished, the hunters raised their bows and crossbows together.
The refugees retreated one after another, left Lighthouse Town cursingly, and headed towards the next town. Old Moore was relieved when he saw this.
However, the shadow crow, who had been watching everything below in the sky, had a flash of eyes.
"Is the so-called strange disease actually voodoo?"
Chapter completed!