It turned out that the battle between two indigenous gods broke the world's ban and allowed them to step into the endless void.
No wonder, the Blood-killing God acted so calm after discovering Enzo, an outsider, because he had long seen the vastness of the multiverse and was no longer a frog in a well.
"Make your choice, outsider!"
The Red Armored War God spoke again and said in a deep voice, ": Join forces with me to kill the God of Disaster, you will get this coordinate of another world. As a Void Traveler, I think you should be very clear about what a coordinate represents!"
Enzo's eyes flashed, and his face was filled with thoughts.
"If you refuse my request, then it's a pity that we will only be enemies!" The tone of the Red Armored War God exuded a hint of threat, and said, ": If that happens, even if I pay a certain price, I will expel you from this world!"
The Red Armored War God did not threaten to kill Enzo because it was difficult to do. Since the final battle with the God of Disaster, both gods fell into a state of weakness. The God of Blood Slaying had no choice but to recover through time, while the God of Disaster recovered by devouring his soul by throwing his power into the wizard world.
It is precisely because of this that after the decisive battle, the God of Disaster was obviously injured more seriously, but his recovery was faster, which made the God of Blood-killing feel a serious threat.
After a while, Enzo raised his head.
"I can agree to your request, but it will take some time to deal with the God of Disaster." Enzo said calmly, "I need to fully recover my strength to be qualified to fight with the God of Disaster. I think you should be very clear about this!"
"Yes, that's OK."
A glimmer flashed in the red-armored war god's eyes, and he agreed readily. Then, his figure seemed to become illusory without control, and his final voice became more and more ethereal.
"Be careful, outsiders!"
"The God of Disaster is different from me. When he discovers your existence, he will devour you at all costs to recover himself. The Black Mist Season will be the most powerful time for the God of Disaster..."
"Looking forward to meeting you again..."
As the voice of the Red Armored War God completely disappeared, the figure on the spot also turned into a trace of red light, and a gust of cold wind blew across the plain.
All around the Tatar tribe were completely shocked.
"The God of Blood-killing..."
In place, Enzo's eyes flashed, his mind was constantly changing, and through a conversation with the God of Blood-killing, he got a lot of useful information.
First, after the final battle, both sides fell into weakness. The God of Disaster can restore their own strength by pouring power into the wizard world and seducing the soul to fall with the identity of an evil god, but the God of Disaster cannot do this.
Second, because of the world's balance rules, the blood-killing god and the disaster-killing god cannot destroy each other, so it must rely on the power of outsiders.
Third, the final confrontation between the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster broke the world's ban and allowed them to see the vast multiverse. The God of Blood Killing has obtained a coordinate of a different world.
"Do you plan to use me to deal with the God of Disaster?"
Enzo's face showed a sneer and said quietly, "But, do you think I really believe your nonsense? It's so ridiculous!"
The God of Blood-killing uses coordinates as a temptation to drive Enzo to help him deal with the God of Disaster. In Enzo's opinion, it is really a very inferior method.
How could the gods who can wander in the void and understand the vast multiverse have no idea what the coordinates represent? Even if the blood-killing god is very eager to kill the god of disaster, he will never hand over the coordinates to Enzo after everything is successful.
Enzo is very sure of this!
However, even though he knew the thought of the God of Blood Killing, Enzo still agreed to the other party's request for cooperation. The reason was very simple, it was just hypocrisy and snakes.
"Next, let's consider what's happening in front of you first!" Enzo took a deep breath.
Then, he looked around.
The Tatars and the blood warriors of Gaosuo all looked at him. Everyone saw everything that happened just now. The phantom of the Red Armored War God falling from the sky was almost no different from the image of the Blood-killing God.
"Enzo...Who are you?"
Drogo asked in a trembling voice. The existence that could communicate with the Blood-killing God was unimaginable, and his mind was almost blank at this moment.
"Am I? Just a traveler."
Enzo smiled and looked at the Gaosuo blood warriors, and said, ": You have seen everything that happened just now. The God of Blood Slayer has reached a deal with me and join forces to deal with the God of Disaster."
"Now, it's time for you to make a choice."
"Are you surrendering to me or die?"
With Enzo's indifferent words, the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe ahead looked at each other and finally chose to throw down the weapons in their hands.
Everything that happened just now was obviously too shocking.
The blood-killing god descended to the Solu Plain, which was a scene that no one had ever seen before. After communicating with Enzo, the two seemed to have reached some consensus. Therefore, in order to express their loyalty to the blood-killing god, the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe also chose to surrender.
...
Meanwhile, the Gaosuo tribe.
Below the city wall built by white rocks, the gate was open at the entrance. A team of blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe pulled a group of prisoners with ropes, passing through the city gate like a triumphant army.
"Are another group of rebels?"
"It's ridiculous to actually dare to resist our Gosso tribe."
The bloody warriors of Gaosuo led the prisoners through the main street of Baishi City. The surrounding Gaosuo people whispered and polite to the prisoners.
Soon, the team reached the end of the street.
On a huge throne made of bones, the leader of the Gauso tribe, Okaren, sat on it, staring down at the bottom.
"Chief, the task you assigned has been completed!"
In the Gaosuo team, a tall red-textured warrior walked out, half-kneeled on the ground, and said to Okaren, ": The Ira tribe refused to pay this year's offering, threatening the peace of the entire Solu Plain, and has been attacked. These are all captives of the Ira tribe!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Okaren's eyes flew over the Red Warriors and looked at the captured Ira tribes. There were about a thousand prisoners, almost all of them were women, and a small number of males were also scarred.
"You're doing well, Noka."
Okaren nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since the Ira tribe refuses to take on the responsibilities they should bear, it is natural to be punished!"
Suddenly, a blood warrior from the Ira tribe struggled and ran out, knelt on the ground, and wailed, ": Lord Okaren, it's not that the Ira tribe is unwilling to obey the orders of the Gauso tribe. It's really a double tribute, and the Ira tribe cannot bear it!"
Okaren was unmoved, with a hint of cruelty and mockery in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "That is the problem of your Ira tribe. It has nothing to do with our Gosso tribe. If you cannot pay tribute, you must be attacked!"
The bloody warrior of the Ira tribe wanted to explain something, but the red-textured warrior Noka cut off his neck with a knife, and his bloody head rolled down.
Okaren sneered and said loudly, ": The Ira tribe dares to resist the Gauso tribe. Now, it should be the time for you to receive the punishment you deserve!"
After saying that, the bloody warriors of the Gaosuo tribe all raised their spears.
The captives of the Ira tribe surrounded in the center were all shrunk into a ball in fear. Under Okaren's cruel gaze, all the female captives began to take off their animal skins and expose their naked bodies to the cold wind.
This is the tradition of the Gosso Tribe!
Whenever the Gosso people defeated a tribe, they would bring back a large number of prisoners, stripped naked their clothes, and then held a twelve killing order.
Hurry!
Several blood warriors carried a huge container with thousands of stones inside, namely black and white. The so-called twelve killing orders were to let the prisoners draw stones on their own. If they were drawn, they would be subject to the criminal law of death.
"Let's start!" O'Calen spoke coldly.
With a low sob, the naked female captives of the Yila tribe drew stones from the closed containers, and the faces of those who drew the white stones suddenly became extremely pale.
Soon, the twelve kills ended.
Three white stones appear in every twelve stones, so at least two hundred of the 1,000 female prisoners need to be executed.
"Execute it." O'Calen waved.
The female captives who obtained the white stones in the twelve kills were taken away one after another. Gao Suo people owned a special execution platform, and shrill screams kept coming, sounding chilling.
"By the way, why haven't Hatton come back yet?"
At this time, Okaren, who was sitting on the Throne of Bone, suddenly asked, "Didn't he go to the Tatar Tribe to collect tributes? Shouldn't he be back long ago?"
"Maybe something happened, it was delayed, right?" A red-textured warrior replied next to him.
"Is that so regretful."
A trace of hideousness appeared on Okaren's face. The Tatar tribe's tribute this year was doubled. If they could not pay, the blood warriors led by Hatton would naturally give the Tatar people a cruel punishment.
All this is something O'Caren is willing to see!
"But...even if the Tatar tribe cannot pay tribute, it may not take so long to be attacked by Hatton, right?" At this time, another red-textured warrior raised objections.
Tatar is just a small tribe and cannot resist Hatton's crusade. If a war really starts, Hatton should have triumphed.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter what happens."
O'Calen shook his head indifferently and said in a deep voice, "Anyway, there are still a few days left before Black Mist Season. You can lead some blood warriors to the Tatar Tribe to check it out. If Hatton encounters trouble, help him solve it!"
"Yes! Lord Okaren!"
Noka answered, and then prepared to lead fifty blood warriors directly to the Tatar tribe to help Hatton solve the problem.
However, at this moment.
In the Baishi City where the Gaosuo tribe is located, a huge divine stone tablet suddenly appeared in the central square.
Okaren's pupils shrank and he quickly stood up.
The abnormality of the God-given stone tablet seems to represent the concern of the God of Blood Killing. Therefore, when the red light appeared, all the Gaosuo people knelt on the ground, waiting for the God of Blood Killing to come.
A few seconds later, the Red Armored War God appeared in place.
"Slaying... Lord of Blood-killing God!"
Looking at the figure of the Red Armored War God, Okaren's voice became trembling, and a hint of fanatic and excited said on his face.
"Are you the leader of the Gosso tribe?"
The Red Armored War God looked at Okaren who was kneeling on the ground and said, "I order you, from now on, the Gaosuo tribe unconditionally follows the command of the Tatar tribe and obeys all the arrangements of the Tatar tribe!"
Okaren's face changed drastically, and an unbelievable luster appeared in his eyes.
“For… why?”
The Gauso tribe ruled the Solu Plain for a thousand years and had never had the experience of obeying the command of a small tribe. The sudden order of the God of Blood Killing made Okaren feel unacceptable.
"Why?"
The Red Armored War God frowned slightly and said in an unquestionable tone, ": Because the Tatar tribe has been recognized by me, it will replace the status of the Gaosuo tribe in the future. Is there any problem?"
Okaren's face was pale and his eyes were confused.
However, the Red Armored War God ignored the other party and then disappeared from the spot, leaving only an oracle that shocked the Gaosuo tribe.
"Why is this happening?"
O'Calen murmured to himself, his face full of at a loss. He didn't understand why the Blood-killing God wanted to deprive the ruler of the Gauso Tribe Plain.
But he could not resist because it was the command of the God of Blood-killing.
The sudden oracle of the God of Blood-killing God made the entire Gaosuo tribe fall into an inexplicable mood. Noka, who was originally granted the task of going to the Tatar tribe to perform a siege, was even more frozen in place.
...
In a blink of an eye, a few more days passed.
The Black Mist Season arrived as promised. On the originally calm Solu Plain, a black fog suddenly appeared, like the curse of the God of Disaster, and the whole world was trapped in darkness.
Inside the Tatar tribe.
"Is this black fog?"
Standing above the tower, Enzo looked at the plains in the distance, with a gloss flashing slightly in his eyes, and then summoned black crows.
"Go!"
Enzo waved his hand, and black crows flew into the fog. Through the shadow crow's vision, Enzo glanced at the scene ahead.
On the endless plain, there was black fog everywhere, strangely quiet, and the shadow crow flew out a long distance, but still could not see the figure of a wild beast, as if the entire plain had lost its vitality.
"It seems that in addition to the battle with the ghost clan, the wild beasts on the plains are also afraid of the black fog!" Enzo murmured to himself, continuing to control the crow to move forward.
Suddenly, a few snow-white figures appeared in front of them.
On the desolate land, several small wild beasts similar to rabbits gathered together tremblingly. The black fog spreading around them continued to devour their moving space, leaving the rabbits almost nowhere to escape.
"Is this... Snow Rabbit?"
Chapter completed!