Global Scourge

Chapter 182 A Perfect World

"We don't have much information about this undead monarch, and it's the first time we've even heard the name."

Because Zhu Zichen changed the name of the god, they didn't know what he did with the reincarnation vest before.

"That is to say, this person came out of nowhere?" Javier frowned.

There are only two situations that suddenly appear. The first is that the intelligence department is not strong enough and no information has been found at all.

The second is that this person is very low-key, so he is not known by others.

And he is more inclined to the second.

After all, if it is the first type, it shows that the intelligence department they spent millions of blue star coins on has major flaws.

"It seems to be like this." The intelligence officer nodded helplessly.

"What about other information? Race? Strength? Combat power?" Javier continued to ask.

"The undead monarch uses a type of troops that we have never seen before. According to the analysis of intelligence experts, it should be a hidden race. As for the strength of the troops..." Speaking of this, the intelligence personnel hesitated for a while.

"What happened to the troops?"

After thinking for a while, the intelligence personnel said uncertainly: "According to the information provided by the Shuguang Guild, the enemy's strength is probably more than 100 million..."

"Huh? More than 100 million, how is it possible!" Javier looked unbelievable.

You must know that according to the statistics of the intelligence department, the current player strength is at most around [-].

Of course, it's not that there can't be more, and the plane can only bear so many.

After all, believers also need to eat and drink. In the dark world without industrialization, [-] believers are basically the limit that the current player plane can bear.

Any more and there will be a famine.

After all, this is the real world, not a movie, and there is no logic at all.

There is an upper limit on how big the plane is and how many believers it can support.

In addition to the size of the plane, the degree of civilization of believers also determines their upper limit.

For example, at the first level of gods, believers are basically still in the tribal era. At this level of civilization, believers are relatively ignorant.

Once the battle is wrong, it is normal to run away, and there are not many believers who can even advance to the second level.

At the second level of gods, the civilization of believers began to evolve, cities began to appear, iron could be started, mage towers were built, and so on.

At present, although the players are beginning to move towards the second-level gods, because of the limited territory of the plane, [-] troops is the upper limit of the evaluation of the fallen angel's intelligence agency.

And now there is a player with a million soldiers, how can this not surprise them.

"I really want to say it's impossible, but the Shuguang Guild sent a video, so we can't help but believe it." The intelligence officer shook his head helplessly.

Javier fell silent when he heard the words.

But soon, he let go of the pressure in his heart.

Anyway, he is the leader of a thousand players, with a total strength of about 500 million.

Even if the enemy has 100 million or 200 million, in the face of the absolute difference in numbers, he is confident that he can crush the enemy.

However, it still needs to wait for twelve hours before the plane channel can be opened.

……

In the League of Khans, the main city of the elves.

At this moment, the sun had already started to set slowly, just like Cirvanas' mood.

Surrounding her were ruins and flames, as well as dense crowds of elf archers and rangers, all of whom looked at her warily.

On the ground not far away, Shi Yi's body was still lying.

But now she didn't care about other people at all, but looked at the person in her arms with despair.

"Why...why is this... woo..."

She gently stroked Veresa's bloodless face with her hands, feeling heart-piercing waves in her heart.

Tears began to drop one by one, falling down one by one.

After she unlocked the curse, she ignored Eleven's persuasion and started to go to the dungeon to rescue her sister.

But Mijarke seemed to have expected that they would come, and laid a heavy ambush around them.

After a fierce fight, she was now seriously injured, and in order to save her, Eleven even blocked the enemy's fatal blow and died on the spot.

Even the younger sister was killed by the enemy and deliberately thrown into her arms.

"Haha... you have today too!"

Seeing that the overall situation has been settled, Miyarke walked over the elf soldiers with a grim expression and walked forward.

The scene in front of him was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.

This woman made him feel humiliated for the first time in his life.

From the day he was rejected and ridiculed in public, he secretly vowed to take revenge.

But unfortunately, Cirvanas is the number one priest under the seat of the Forest Goddess, and he is also highly regarded by the Forest Goddess, so his status cannot be shaken by him at all.

Just when he thought his life would be spent in regret, Cirvanas betrayed the goddess.

He immediately knew that the opportunity was coming, so he personally led the team to capture Veresa, just to lure Cirvanas to appear.

Because he knew that she cared about family affection the most, and it was impossible for her to give up her sister.

"Why! Why did you kill her." Cirvanas' eyes were filled with infinite hatred.

"You killed her! Ah!"

With a roar, a thick black mist emerged from her whole body and swept towards Miyalke.

Facing the sudden outburst, Mijarke just smiled slightly, and then emitted a green light from his whole body, dispelling the black mist.

"Ahem..." Cirvanas was seriously injured, and after the black mist was dispersed, he even spit out blood.

Then he slumped on the ground helplessly.

Her magic power has long been exhausted, but there are still hundreds of enemies, and there is even a priest leading the team.

For her, the situation in front of her was already in a desperate situation.

Seeing Cirvanas who had no strength to resist, Mijarke walked up to her, held her chin with one hand, and said softly; "Don't worry, I won't let you just like this If you die, I will let you know what paradise on earth is, haha..."

Seeing her perfect face, silver-white hair, and curvy figure, Mijarke laughed out of satisfaction.

And the enemy's laughter made Cirvanas feel despair and hatred to the extreme.

why... all this is why...

She didn't know what she had done wrong, why should she suffer all this.

She has given everything in her life for her clan and her family.

Facing death several times, but finally survived.

But in the end, her family was ruined and her family even regarded her as an enemy.

It is all false, what is good will be rewarded, and those who have justice in their hearts will surely win.

It's all fake!
At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and time seemed to be suspended.

"The fault is not you, but the world."

A voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

"Who?!"

Sylvanas asked loudly, and also noticed the abnormality around her.

Soon, her eyes widened.

Because in front of her, a person, no, it should be said a god, appeared.

"Undead Monarch, God of Slaughter..."

Zhu Zichen nodded, looked calmly at the elf in front of him, and said calmly: "Do you know how many people die in this world every day because of war?"

"What?" Cirvanas looked strange.

Why did the undead monarch suddenly ask her this question.

After a while, she said uncertainly: "About several million?"

This was the largest number she could guess.

After all, experience limited her imagination.

After all, the war she experienced was at most tens of millions of people.

Zhu Zichen shook his head and looked up at the sky.

"Wrong, in this world, the lives that die every day due to war are as numerous as the stars in the sky."

"What do you think they did wrong? Why did they encounter this."

Cirvanas shook his head.

"I do not know."

Zhu Zichen lowered his head, looking at the elf in front of him with eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts.

"In front of me, you don't have to lie. In fact, you already have the answer in your heart."

After hearing this, Cirvanas hesitated for a while and said, "It's because of the god's selfish desire..."

Zhu Zichen turned his head and looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to be full of vicissitudes and traces of time.

"Yes, it is because of the selfish desires of the gods, but you have forgotten the most fundamental reason."

"The most fundamental reason?" Cirvanas asked puzzled.

At this moment, she suddenly felt very calm. It seemed that the conversation with the undead monarch could make her forget the death of her parents and sister. She just wanted to know what all this was for.

"The most fundamental reason is that the resources in this world are limited, but life is unlimited." Zhu Zichen said calmly.

"Resources are limited, life is unlimited?" Cirvanas suddenly felt as if he understood something, but he felt that he was close.

"Yes, the land, food, and air in this world are all limited, but what about life?"

"As long as there are resources, life can reproduce without limit. When the resources are not enough, what will happen?"

Hearing this, Cirvana immediately knew what she understood.

When the resources are insufficient, people will naturally starve to death.

If you don't want to starve to death, you have to go to war.

And where there is war, there must be sorrow and death.

Zhu Zichen stretched out his right hand to the elf in front of him, and continued, "Only the undead are the future of this world."

"They don't eat food, they don't have desires, and they don't reproduce."

"Only the undead can make the world a better place and bring eternal peace to the world."

"For a better future and to save more lives, join us."

Cirvanas finally understood.

Why did all this develop.

It turned out that it was not her fault, but the fault of the world.

As long as there is life in the world, it will inevitably reproduce and have all kinds of desires.

As long as the whole world becomes devoid of desires and will not breed undead, then the world will naturally be perfect.

"But can I really change all that?"

Zhu Zichen smiled slightly, showing the most brilliant smile.

"Silly boy, of course you alone can't change all of this, but you have me, and there are tens of thousands of undead compatriots."

"We must be able to correct the world..."

When Sylvanas heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

The faith in her heart began to firm up, and she no longer felt confused.

Soon, she stretched out her right hand.

The moment her hand touched the god's hand, golden light emanated from her whole body, breaking through the original dark energy.

Turned into the purest and most powerful divine power.

She didn't become a god, because she didn't have divinity.

But she became a saint, the saint of the dead lord.

At the same time, it also has the power to borrow the gods.

"Come back soon...you are still needed here..."

Soon, Zhu Zichen's figure slowly disappeared.

At this time, the surrounding time finally recovered.

Sylvanas, who was slumped on the ground, also emitted a faint golden light.

Let her become holy and unattainable, just like a goddess.

At the same time, she felt that her body was full of strength.

It's as if I have merged with the gods, and I am the incarnation of the gods.

This feeling made her addicted, made her intoxicated.

"This? What's the situation?"

Mijalk looked at Cirvanas, whose temperament had changed drastically, with a look of disbelief.

Why did she, who was half dead just now, suddenly give him a sacred feeling, as if facing the forest goddess.

"Impossible, hallucination, must be hallucination."

This huge change made him subconsciously unable to accept it.

Soon, the magic power in his hand began to gather, turned into a powerful energy, and then shot towards Cirvanas.

No matter what happened, just kill her and it would be over.

By this time, the idea of ​​treating her as a plaything had been forgotten by him.

The strong uneasiness in his heart made him just want to kill her first.

Facing Mijalk's attack, Cirvanas just looked at him calmly, then stretched out his left hand.

"Kill... command..."

A black light shot out, and the energy that came over was disintegrated immediately, and then hit Miyalke.

Soon, Mijarke's expression froze.Then slowly fell down.

"This world is wrong, and you are my first step to correct the world."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at the elf warriors around her.

And the elf warriors felt a chill in their hearts when they saw her eyes.

"What are you afraid of, there are so many of us."

"Yeah, revenge for General Mijark!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, the elf archer shot an arrow, and the elf ranger began to rush over.

But Cirvanas will no longer be merciful like before.

The divine power in his hand turned into the deadliest blade, and began to harvest the surrounding enemies.

A few minutes later, more than 100 elves died, and the remaining elves could no longer bear the pressure and began to flee one after another.

"Help, devil!"

"Run for your life, this is a monster!"

Seeing the enemy running away, Cirvanas didn't pay any attention to it, but lowered her head, calmly looking at her sister's body.

At this time, she no longer had a trace of sadness and pain, and seemed to have lost all emotion.

But after a while, she picked up Vereesa's body.

She remembered Eleven said that gods can be resurrected.

After doing all this calmly, she turned her head to look at the temple of the forest goddess.

At this time, a powerful divine power appeared from the temple.

She knew that the forest goddess should have sensed Miyarke's death, so come back early in the council of gods.

Thinking of this, she hugged her younger sister's body and flew out of the city without hesitation.

After waiting for safety, prepare to open the plane channel and go back.

To create a perfect world together.

……

On the first plane.

Zhu Zichen nodded in satisfaction, and stopped paying attention to Cirvanas.

He used a lot of divine power today, but fortunately this elf did not disappoint him, and he really became a saint.

Saints can also be seen as incarnations of gods.

It is an extremely powerful kind of believer.

When necessary, the gods can descend on the saints to exert their power.

In this way, he can practice at home with peace of mind in the future, and let the saints go out to fight.

(End of this chapter)