"Hug...sorry, Uncle Drogo."

Wendy seemed to be startled, shrank her head, stroked her slightly raised abdomen with her palms, and whispered, "I'm just a little worried about everyone, so I came out to take a look."

Drogo frowned and was about to rebuke a few more words.

But at this moment, dozens of evil ghost tribes not far away saw Wendy, jumping down from the evil beast wolf in one go, and then knelt on one knee at the same time, facing Wendy's direction.

"See Miss Wendy!"

The leader of the Evil Ghost Clan, the first generation number one, hammered his chest with one hand, and gave Wendy a slave etiquette, and said in a deep voice, "According to the master's order, one hundred people from the Evil Ghost Clan, come to the Tatar Tribe to protect your safety."

Wendy was startled again and took two steps back with some restraint.

"I... me?" She showed a timid expression and asked in confusion, "Who is your master?"

"The creator of the evil ghost clan, Lord Enzo!" No. 1 replied.

There were only one hundred evil ghost clans in the first generation. They were originally blood warriors of the Dalian tribe. They were later transformed into the evil ghost clan by Enzo and simply numbered them as their first army to conquer the world of war.

However, just a while ago.

The God of Blood-killing decided to declare war with the God of Disaster, and Enzo was pulled into the chariot. The original plan to continue to cultivate the second generation of evil ghost tribes was temporarily put on hold, so he set out to the Dark Tree Sea.

Because the combat power of the first evil ghost tribe was still very weak, Enzo did not bring them with him in this war, and he felt a little worried about Wendy, so he issued an order to one hundred evil ghost tribes to go to the Tatar tribe.

Everything is as Enzo inferred!

After the God of Disaster and the God of Blood-killing officially provoked the god war, the entire world of war ghosts was affected, and almost all war ghost tribes were attacked by evil people, and the Tatar tribe was no exception.

The evil invades the Tatar tribe!

If Enzo had not left the means in advance, then today, the Tatar tribe might have fallen, and Wendy naturally would not have survived.

"So it's Enzo."

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, a shy smile appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch her slightly raised belly. She has successfully conceived since the night of the harvest celebration.

Enzo was still unaware of this.

"Ahem!"

At this time, Drogo coughed twice and said, ": On behalf of the Tatar Tribe, I am very grateful for your help. Since Enzo asked you to come, you can rest now in the Tatar Tribe."

The members of the Evil Ghost Clan did not speak or object to Drogo's arrangements.

Now, the God of Disaster and the God of Blood-killing are in full swing, and the whole world will be affected by war. If the God of Blood-killing is defeated in this god battle, then all the war ghost tribes may be destroyed.

Just like the sons of the forest in the Forest Spirit World!

Every blood warrior in the War Ghost Tribe who knows this is waiting for the oracle of the God of Blood Killing. As a small tribe, Tatar may not be able to directly give the God of Blood Killing help, but as long as he can kill evil, it will be weakened by the power of the God of Disaster.

"I hope the God of Blood-killing can win the God War..."

After relocating the evil ghost tribe, Karu came to Drogo with a cane and murmured softly.

On the side, Drogo frowned slightly.

In Karu's words, there was a trace of distrust of the blood-killing god, which was considered a blasphemy of the gods, but Drogo sighed in his heart, shook his head but said nothing.

Although unwilling to admit it.

But in this war, the enemy of the God of Blood Slaying is another god, and no one can tell the final outcome of this war. As the people of the God of Blood Slaying, the Tatar tribe can do only by resisting evil as much as possible to weaken the power of the God of Disaster.

...

Deep in the dark sea of ​​trees.

The burning flames brought high temperatures, making the entire sea of ​​trees red. The black trees burned and made a crackling sound. On the surrounding ground, evil kings were killed, and the bodies turned into viscous and rotten black liquid, and the disgusting stench was emitted.

In place, Sayanu stood on the earth.

The face under the ghost face mask was slightly pale. The red giant sword that resisted the shoulders was covered with black blood. He fought for two hours in a row and killed dozens of evil beast kings. Even as the god of blood-killing, it was quite a waste.

Around the surroundings, there were only more than thirty evil beast kings, who were still ready to move and could launch the next round of attacks at any time.

"Do you have only this method? Fanmo!"

In place, Sayanu suddenly spoke and said coldly, "Watching the King of Evil Beasts under your command to die, to consume my divine power, this is indeed the safest way!"

"But, have you forgotten?"

"The world has the rules of balance. As a god born at the same time, under normal circumstances, no one between you and me can kill each other. Even if you use these cannon fodder to exhaust all my divine power today, how should you kill me?"

Because of the existence of world balance rules, the two indigenous gods cannot kill each other.

It is precisely because of this that Sayenu was very confident that even if he was defeated by the God of Disaster in the end, he would not be in danger of life. On the contrary, he had an outsider wizard as an ally, but had the opportunity to kill the God of Disaster, which could be considered invincible.

"The rules of world balance?"

The god of disaster, Fanmo, flashed a trace of mockery in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: Of course, I will not forget that the reason why you dare to provoke a god war is because you have won over the outsider wizard?"

"Think you are invincible?"

"Hmph! It's so ridiculous, Sayanu! As the primitive god born in the world, you have absorbed more gifts from the world than me, so your strength is stronger than me."

"It is precisely this way, I will lose to you in the wars of ancient times!"

"However, so many years have passed. Do you think I am still as stupid as before? I know that the existence of the world's balance rules makes it impossible for you and me to kill each other, so before this magical battle begins, I left a trump card specifically for you!"

Sayanu frowned slightly, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Does... do you also have an outsider as an ally?" A trace of fear flashed in Sayanu's eyes, then he shook his head apart and said in a deep voice: Impossible, the recovery season and the harvest season of this world are controlled by me. No visitor from another world can escape my perception!"

"Unless your allies are coming to this world, the Black Fog Season."

"But it's not! When outsiders enter this world, they will inevitably cause abnormal phenomena. My war ghost tribe ruled the entire world, and my vision is everywhere. If you want to help outsiders smuggle, you will never hide it from my eyes."

Sayanu's tone was decisive and full of confidence.

As the only two indigenous gods in the world, the Blood-killing God has strong control over the world. Therefore, after every outsider arrives, he can feel something, just like when he discovered Enzo's existence.

"You're right."

The God of Disaster spread his palms and said frankly, ": After the war in ancient times was defeated by you, the War Ghost Clan became the ruler of this world. Therefore, once an outsider descends on this world, it is impossible to escape your perception."

"But...who said that my allies must be outsiders?"

After saying that, a strange flashed in the eyes of the God of Disaster, and more than ten hideous tentacles on his face suddenly trembled, as if he made a sharp sound. More than thirty kings of evil beasts in the dark tree sea roared at Sayanu at the same time.

At the same time, another aura slowly appeared.

Sayanu felt a little abnormal instinctively, and the Crimson Divine Power exploded instantly, repelling all the thirty evil beast kings roaring around. But at this moment, a burly humanoid creature with a height of three meters suddenly rushed out.

Bang bang bang!

The naked feet stepped on the ground, making a trembling sound. The burly human creature suddenly rushed out, with nothing on its body, but its skin was covered with sharp barbs like scales. It held a broken red giant sword in both hands, wielding like a giant axe.

After passing the evil kings who were blown away by the Crimson Divine Power, the burly human creature jumped high, and the broken giant sword slashed down. Sayanu immediately blocked it, and the sword blade rubbed and made a harsh sound.

Immediately afterwards, Sayanu punched out.

The fist wrapped in crimson divine power hit the chest of the burly human creature, shattering sharp barbs, and then he was directly knocked away ten meters away, and his feet plowed out two ditches on the ground.

After the burly creature stabilized its body, there was no expression on its stiff face.

At this time, Sayanu saw the burly creature's face clearly, and a shocked luster flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Saya!!!" Sayanu's voice raised a little.

The burly human creature called Saya, heard the call of the blood-killing god, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but then, the black mist around him wrapped around like a bone-attached gangrene. The struggle in Saya's eyes immediately disappeared, and a stiff expression returned to his face.

"How is it? Didn't you expect it?"

The God of Disaster had a hint of light in his tone, and his eyes jokingly said, "In that godly war in ancient times, the war ghost tribe you ruled defeated the evil that I created, but as the commander of the war ghost king, he ended with his fall!"

Saya, the King of War Ghosts!

The world's first ghost warrior, and the God of Blood-killing, is the first creature created with its own essence and blood. Unlike the evil beast kings created by the god of disaster, the king of ghost warrior has uniqueness.

Although he still belongs to the third-level life form, his strength is far superior to those kings of evil beasts and kings of evil.

In the wars of ancient times, Saya, as the king of war ghosts, commanded the entire war ghost clan under the oracle of the God of Blood, and fought against the minions of the God of Disaster, and finally successfully led the war ghost clan to win.

However, it's a pity.

Although the Blood-killing God and the War Ghost Clan won the victory in the war, Saya, as the King of War Ghost, killed twenty-seven evil beast kings alone in the final battle, and then dragged his seriously injured body, intervened in the battle between the Blood-killing God and the God of Disaster, and eventually died of exhaustion.

It can be said that in the wars of ancient times, Saya, the king of the ghost, played a crucial role, and even influenced the course of history, and added a winning rate to the battle of the God of Blood-killing to defeat the God of Disaster.

After the war in ancient times ended, Saya, the king of the war ghosts, was regarded as a great hero by the war ghosts, but his corpse disappeared. According to the original speculation of the God of Blood-killing, Saya's corpse should have been affected by the power of the gods' war and disappeared into ashes, but he did not expect that it was taken away by the God of Disaster.

“Saya…”

Looking at the King of War Ghosts not far away, a trace of complexity flashed in Sayanu's eyes. As the first ghost warrior created with his own essence and blood, the blood-killing god treated Saya like his own child.

Even in the history of the Ghost War Clan, Saya, the King of Ghost War, is also called the Son of God!

"Because of the existence of world balance rules, I really can't kill you."

Next to it, the God of Disaster's Tentacle trembled and said quietly, "But what if I don't plan to kill you at all, but instead seize your divine power in another way and create a blood-killing god?"

Sayanu's eyes changed slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared on her face.

"The rules of the world need to be balanced, so two gods were created." The God of Disaster spoke slowly and said, "But what if I did not kill you, but just converted your crimson divine power to another body?"

The plan of the God of Disaster has been fully revealed.

Due to the existence of the world's balance rules, the two indigenous gods were unable to kill each other. The blood-killing god planned to use the power of outsiders to break the balance rules, while the god of disaster chose a more clever method.

He did not intend to kill the blood-killing god, but just seized his divine power.

In this way, you will never be rejected by the world. The King of War Ghosts, as the life created by the blood-killing spirit, can be used as a carrier of the crimson divine power. The God of Disaster began to control the King of War Ghosts Saya as early as after the war in ancient times.

In this case, even if Saya absorbed all the Scarlet God's power and became another blood-killing god, he would not be able to escape the control of the God of Disaster. He could only become an alternative god like a puppet.

"Thousands of years have been too long..."

In place, the God of Disaster sighed a little and said quietly, "I originally believed in the power of divine power, but ignored the importance of wisdom. It was not until I entered the world of wizards that I realized more."

"Before endless years, the wizard civilization was just some mortals."

"That world is also controlled by gods. The life of mortals is like an ant. It will turn into ashes without even touching it. However, in such a humble situation, the wizard civilization is still born!"

"The weak mortals used their wisdom to subvert the rule of the gods!"
Chapter completed!