I became the ancestor of the blood clan

Surrounded by scarlet power, the silver divinity stone beside him began to slowly release special energy.

Li De's process of breaking through the legend has begun, and the next time he comes out of retreat, he will definitely step into a new level.

And Daybreak City, under his leadership, will move to a bigger stage and face more challenges.

Abyss God, Undead Lord, Old One Ruler, Tablet of Fate, Saint...

Everything, for dawn.

Chapter 442 A few months later, changes in the external situation (8800 words)

On March 3th, the underground world, the city of Leos.

"My lord Kapolots, your brilliance will always shine on us, and your humble believers are here to pray to you..."

"Under your guidance, halflings, we will set foot on the mountain without hesitation."

"The underground world will tremble under your majesty, and all will submit to the great halfling..."

"Only halflings are the most powerful rulers!"

"..."

Millions of halflings knelt down on the streets, shouting loudly, or praying in low voices. They faced only one direction, the god of halflings—the temple of Kapolots.

For the halflings, although this situation has lasted for two months, everyone is still devout and fanatical.

Because the god they believed in came down two months ago.

Yes, the great halfling god descended from the realm of the gods.

Although everyone heard the exhortation of the goddess of life before she fell asleep-the gods will become saints.

But for halflings, His Majesty Kapolots is their eternal god, whether they become saints or otherwise, they will not change their firm belief.

This is the benefit of the gods of the race. The believers of the gods of the general race will be extra firm, because there is only one god in their entire race. If they do not support each other, then they will lose the ultimate support of the gods.

In contrast, those gods with many believers are often more likely to lose believers in this situation. Of course, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and it cannot be used to judge the strength of a god.

The elf god system is also believed by a single race, and almost no other races will believe in the elf god system, but the power of the elf god system can make any existence afraid of it.

"Your Majesty Kapolots, the City of Twilight has sent the last batch of armor, all of which are high-level equipment forged by dwarves.

You see, do we still need to keep trading with cavemen? "

In the Temple of the Halfling God, on a throne made of gold and precious stones, a halfling wearing a silver crown and a golden cloak sits on it.

Dominate the world.

The most palpitating thing was the pair of amber eyes of the other party, exuding a sharp expression like a longbow fully drawn, it seemed that a deadly arrow might be shot at any time.

Coupled with the terrifying aura emanating from it, it was as if a giant dragon was entrenched here, and everyone in the temple was trembling.

Kapolots, the god of halflings, is also the only god of halflings.

After the saint who descended into the world heard the words, his piercing eyes looked at the halfling who made the sound.

If Li De was still alive, he would definitely know him. This is the legendary halfling who came out to prevent him from attacking the city of Leos.

"Have you found out why the Twilight God plundered the cavemen?"

The halfling god's voice was indifferent, looking down on all living beings with a bit of aloofness.

As a god, even if turned into a saint, he still has enough confidence and cannot be provoked.

The legendary halfling wearing a white priest's robe shook his head, "Your Majesty, we only traced the last movements of the cavemen—they were all driven into a poisonous fog by the magic word bats.

According to the information we have investigated before, that fog is a dead place, only Naga used to haunt it. We sent people to explore it, but we couldn't even get through the poisonous fog. "

Speaking of this, he paused, and said with some hesitation.

"I suspect that the Twilight God's plundering of the cavemen is a blood sacrifice in order to cultivate powerful subordinates."

"Blood sacrifice?" The halfling god's eyes narrowed, and after a little thought, he nodded slowly. In fact, he also guessed so. He also holds several evil magic spells in his hands, which can be cultivated with similar methods. Not weak combat effectiveness.

But such a price is very high, and it is not worth it for him whose strength has fallen to the bottom.

But the God of Twilight had come so long in advance, and there shouldn't be too much damage from those magic spells.

As for enslaving the cavemen and making them believers, the arrogant gods would never think of it.

Because cavemen are too weak, and these beings have lived in caves for a long time, dirty, foul-smelling, and lowly, this is what outsiders think of them, who wants to make this kind of trash race believers?

Don't believers of other faiths lose face?

"In your opinion, how should we deal with the God of Twilight?"

After hearing the words and thinking for a moment, the old halfling said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the God of Twilight will be our main opponent in the future, because the underground world will eventually be shrouded in your brilliance.

But the biggest problem right now is that the God of Twilight has come to the main plane ahead of time, and we cannot be sure of his strength.

Although I have dealt with him before, after several months, no one can tell how much strength he has recovered.

So my suggestion is to stabilize them first, and restore your strength. "

"Steady them...restore their strength..." the halfling god thought thoughtfully.

"That's right, and now the armor they provide can greatly improve our combat effectiveness, and it is the necessary equipment for us.

So we should continue or even increase our trade with them.

Since we're the ones making a profit, why not proceed?

And there is another point, there are a lot of cavemen, even if we don't capture them, the God of Twilight will send someone to capture them.

Although the speed may be slower, the ending is still the same, so it is in the best interests of the city of Leos that we continue to trade with the God of Twilight. "

"And doing so can also paralyze the God of Twilight, giving you plenty of time to recover your strength.

As long as your strength returns to its peak, the initiative to deal with the God of Twilight will be in your hands, and it will be up to you to decide whether it is war or peace. "

Hearing this, the halfling god was silent for a moment, and then looked at the other halflings in the temple. Those halflings were trembling under the might of the gods, and they didn't dare to have the slightest objection.

Seeing this, the Halfling God said in a deep tone.

"Leave this to you.

In addition, immediately summon all the halflings in the underground world to the city of Leos, I need the devout prayers of all believers day and night!

The day when I regain my strength will be the time to unify the underground world. "

As soon as these words came out, it represented the attitude of the Halfling God towards the God of Twilight.

More than a dozen high-ranking halflings in the temple instantly felt a bloody aura.

War will come soon.

This underground world can only be ruled by one king.

But all the halflings have no fear at this moment, and all are fanatics in their hearts.

This is the battle of the gods, the great, the glorious, the holy war! !

Fighting for the gods they believe in, even dead souls can ascend to the kingdom of God and enjoy eternal life.

Under the leadership of the great Kapolots, the halflings will surely win! !

The God of Twilight will have his head crushed! !

The halfling god looked at the fanaticism of the crowd below, and nodded in satisfaction.

He is still very afraid of the Twilight God. He had dealt with the Twilight God in the last battle of the gods, and he knew that the opponent's strength was almost the same as his.

And now that the other party has descended into the underground world earlier than him, it is obviously not wise to go up to fight the other party so recklessly.

The most important thing for a god is a believer. Now that the halfling is gathered together, he can preach better and gain more power of faith.

Wait until the strength is restored before competing for the domination of the underground world.

This piece of underground world was regarded as meat on his plate before he came, and Li De's sudden appearance forcibly took away a piece of fat that originally belonged to the halfling. How could this be tolerated?

After he recovers his strength, the city of twilight will no longer exist. If the god of twilight does not withdraw from the underground world, then he will personally behead the opponent and kill the god!

There is absolute confidence in the coming halfling god of war.

The halfling god's order was quickly transmitted from the city of Leos, and the halflings who were originally scattered all over the underground world immediately gathered towards the main halfling city after receiving the order.

And the caveman trade with Twilight City has not stopped. On the territory controlled by the halflings, a large number of dirty cavemen hiding in caves were captured and sent to Twilight City.

Correspondingly, the equipment produced in the Twilight City was also transported to the City of Leos in large quantities. For a while, the trade between the two sides was quite lively.

But in the eyes of the high-level officials on both sides, they both saw the bloody future of the underground world.

The war will come soon, and at that time, the rulership of the underground world will be controlled by the victor.

On March 3, in the distant mountains in the barren wasteland area.

woohoo~

The horn of war sounded in the valley of the dwarves. The lion tribe orcs on the city wall and the relocated centaur stared sharply at the old monsters that swarmed like locusts—the corrupt wild boar.

Those old monsters whose bodies are somewhat rotten, whose eyes are shining with tyrannical light, and whose bodies are swollen like blown balloons, number as many as one million.

Standing on the wall of the pass in front of the dwarf valley, you can't see the edge at a glance. Against the gray sky, it looks extremely terrifying.

The 18th-level Orc King Karp, the 17th-level shaman Morton, and the 17th-level Ironhoof tribe chief Sam Ironhoof, these three important figures in the dwarven valley are looking at the corrupted wild boar that has already charged below with serious faces. army of people.

The war has already begun.

What they have to face is these old monsters that come like a tide.

"Master Garp, these corrupted wild boars appeared three days ago, in a wasteland more than 100 kilometers away from us.

According to the investigation of the Dawn Bat, there was a huge gap in the space. It seemed that a certain plane had collided with the main plane, causing a large number of monsters to appear.

Moreover, this plane has long been corrupted by the old forces, and the Corrupted Wild Boars that appeared at this moment are only one-tenth of those that emerged from that plane. Even now, there are still a large number of Corrupted Wild Boars that have poured out of the space.

We speculate that these corrupted wild boars are also servants of the old evil gods, but we haven't noticed the breath of the old gods yet, so we dare not jump to conclusions. "

A werewolf warlord reported the news beside the three of them.

When Karp heard this, the huge lion head turned to look at the werewolf warrior in thick armor.

"Send someone to keep an eye on that space gap day and night, report any new situation immediately, and at the same time raise the combat readiness to the first level, and everyone is ready to fight at any time."

"Yes, Lord Garp."

After the werewolf warlord left, Morton, an aged 17th-level shaman, took a deep look at the exaggerated number of corrupt wild boars in front of him, and said slowly.

"Karp, I sense the madness of these wild boars. It is a twisted madness. They are eager to kill and destroy everything..."

Speaking of this tone of pause, the eyes flashed the fear that Garp had never seen before.

"When my spirit touched the souls of these wild boars, a blood claw appeared, a blood claw with the aura of destroying everything.

It seems that the cause of all this is because of that mysterious blood claw. "

Cap narrowed his eyes.

"Is that the old evil god?"

Morton nodded and shook his head.

"Maybe, maybe not, but it must be the source of pollution from these corrupt quilboars, these old monsters are all driven mad by that bloodclaw."

Sam, the patriarch of the Iron Hoof Tribe, had a bad face when he heard that. The Iron Hoof Tribe was forced to relocate from the dwarf hills to the dwarf valley, all because of the violent half-ratmen, the servants of the evil god.

As a victim, he naturally knows how terrifying those monsters corroded by the old power are.

In the face of ordinary half-ratmen, a centaur can easily kill dozens of halflings of the same level, but after being corrupted by the old power, it is not bad for a centaur to deal with two or three half-ratmen.

The improvement is more than doubled.

Moreover, the monsters corrupted by the old power will not know pain or fear, only the desire to destroy and kill.

In the face of beings that are coming in like a tide, and are not afraid of death, like a machine, the inner pressure will be unprecedentedly high, because no one can predict whether this kind of battle will end, and one wave follows another. The impact of the shock can make people feel extremely tired.