Global Scourge

Chapter 193 The Conspiracy of the Alliance of Hundred Clans

"Great god, Kenny prays to join the battle and get contribution points."

After Kenny understood the role of contribution points from the Lich, he couldn't sit still.

If you want to revive your younger brother and become a long-lived race, you need to change your bloodline.

In addition to exchanging bloodlines, you also need to activate various formations and use various materials.

These all require a large number of contribution points.

So after some training and mastering his own power, he couldn't wait to get contribution points.

And the fastest way to get contribution points is undoubtedly war.

Zhu Zichen sat on the frozen throne, nodded expressionlessly, and said: "War, you have two choices, first, follow Cirvanas and follow her command, second, I will give you With 50 troops and plane coordinates, you can lead a team yourself and open up a new battlefield."

Opening up a new battlefield is not because he is idle and looking for something to do.

After he mastered the Immortal Guild, he naturally had a large number of plane coordinates of first-level gods.

But it's only level one, and the divinity provided is too little, it's not worth doing it yourself, so it's best to leave it to your subordinates.

Kenny was silent for a moment.

He knew that following Cirvanas was actually the safest option, after all, there were many troops and the power of the gods could support them.

But he believed that he was the first priest to become a god and the strongest priest.

How could he be willing to submit to a woman?

Moreover, the contribution points he can get by leading the team by himself are definitely better than following Cirvanas' buttocks to pick up leaks, and he can revive his younger brother earlier.

So after hesitating for a while, he chose the second option.

After Kenny left, Zhu Zichen closed his eyes again and began to study in reality.

The faith value is still too low, far from enough for him to cultivate.

And he also needs to save some Faith Points as a backup, in case there is a fight in the future, it can be used to restore divine power.

It would be great if there were a few more saints or priests with seventh-level bloodlines.

In this way, he can always practice in the temple, and let his subordinates go out to lead troops to fight.

……

After coming out of the Lich Tower, Cirvanas finally understood why the gods wanted to fight the Alliance of Hundred Clans.

This is simply a naked act of snatching spoils, both morally and for good reasons.

I believe no one dares to say anything this time.

Soon, she came to the City of Angels again, ready to declare war on the Hundred Clans Alliance.

No matter how good the reasons are, according to the demigod's agreement, war must be declared before the war begins.

Undeclared war will be hated by many demigods, and reason will become unreasonable.

And as soon as she stepped into the city, she met that Marti again.

"Beautiful Cirvanas, finally you are here."

Looking at the flamboyant Marti in front of him, Cirvanas frowned again.

Why is this guy still lingering?

Shaking her head and ignoring it, she continued to walk towards the clergy hall.

And Malti continued to stick on like a dog skin plaster.

"Where are you going to play this time?"

"Should we still go to the clergy hall?"

"Are you going to trouble the Khan Alliance again? You should not go there. I advise you to escape from that undead plane."

Seeing that Cirvanas was still ignoring her, Marti leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I heard the news that the Khan Alliance is preparing to unite with others to deal with your undead monarch. You should leave early."

"What did you say?" Sylvanas suddenly stopped and asked seriously.

Seeing that the goddess in his heart finally paid attention to him, Marti felt excited, and quickly patted his chest and said: "My father told me this news, it is absolutely true."

What he didn't say was that for this reason, he was taught a lesson by his father and told him not to have contact with Sylvanas again.

But he was in the rebellious period, how could he listen to his father's words, and he fell on his ears in a blink of an eye.

Of course Sylvanas knew who Marti's father was.

Ivan, the god of half-winged angels, is the first priest under Edela.

It is said that his strength has reached level six.

You must know that starting from level four, it is extremely difficult to improve your strength. Of course, your strength will also change qualitatively.

Just like the giant steel dragon, with level six strength, one dragon can already kill an entire city.

Of course, it's just a small town without gods.

And at the seventh level, it is also called a legend. Intuitively speaking, the seventh level is a divine holy spirit without divine power.

At the same time, the seventh level is also the limit of life. If you want to continue to improve your strength, you need to find the heart of the plane, condense your divinity, and become a divine holy spirit.

"How did your father know?"

Logically speaking, this kind of discussion about attacking others is a secret among secrets, how could it be known to a priest of a neutral plane.

"Uh... I don't know about this, anyway, my father said so." Marti shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

"This is not the point. The point is that you have to leave the undead plane quickly, otherwise your life will be lost."

Cirvanas thought for a while, then turned and walked back.

She wanted to report the situation to Zhu Zichen.

As for leaving the undead plane, that is impossible.

Throughout the history of the dark world for so many years, we have basically never seen a saint who would betray.

Even in the face of certain death, the saints live and die together with the gods.

Of course, it's not that there have been betrayals, but that's very rare, and it's only after the gods themselves have done something that angered the heavens and the people, that they can betray.

To put it simply, even if the gods commit suicide, the saints may betray, but the probability is low.

What's more, the war hasn't even started yet, how could she betray him.

"Wait, where are you going?"

Watching Cirvanas leave the City of Angels, Marti looked disappointed.

Is my method wrong? Why can't I impress her?

In the past, as long as you stalked a woman like this, it was easy to catch.

She is indeed the goddess in my heart, she is just different from other women.

Thinking of this, he became even more determined in his heart to pursue Cirvanas.

Just like a child who has what he wants since he was a child.

If you encounter something you can't get, the more you want it.

Because in his mind, the world should revolve around him.

……

The night in the undead plane is colder and cleaner.

It was about minus forty degrees.

It snowed heavily in the sky.

Some undead souls with independent consciousness returned to the house to keep warm.

Even the undead tree seemed to have fewer newly born soul fires because it was too cold.

Snow quickly piled up on roads and houses.

Tomorrow is another day of shoveling snow.

In the temple of the main city of the undead.

Cirvanas put on a thick cloak, and once again knelt down in front of the god.

She felt that the temperature in the temple was lower than outside.

"You said that the Khan Alliance is discussing with others to attack us?" Zhu Zichen asked calmly.

I didn't expect that just as they wanted to let the Khan Alliance go temporarily, they wanted to make trouble.

If they really dare to take the initiative to attack, it may not be an opportunity to severely damage the Khan Alliance.

After all, in the current environment of the undead plane, the advantage of playing at home is too great.

"Yes." Cirvanas hesitated for a while, then continued: "But the source of the information...is not very sure."

"Oh? Where did you get the information?"

"Is such that…"

After hearing what Cirvanas said, Zhu Zichen fell silent.

How true is what a priest said to his son, or was it to scare his son and keep him from getting close to Cirvanas.

After all, as a clergyman of the neutral plane, Aiwen would definitely not let his son participate too much in such a big event as the battle of gods.

But after thinking about it for a while, he still felt that he would rather believe in something than believe in nothing.

After all, this is related to his own life.

"Stop all external activities first, and you go to find out whether the news is true."

"Yes." Cirvanas nodded, then stood up and exited the temple.

With a "bang...", the temple fell into darkness again.

After Zhu Zichen thought about it, he issued an oracle to ask Kenny to stop all activities first.

Then they chatted privately with Wang Xiaomin and others, recently they should not hit others for the time being.

Then he started to privately chat with Links, asking him to temporarily put aside his research and focus on producing explosive stones, corpse oil and fusion potions.

The production of fusion potions is not to create new steel undead. After all, without the support of the law of life, fusion potions cannot act on undead.

Instead, it is used to fuse artillery.

After all, the industrial base of the undead is almost zero, so the dwarves can't rub the barrel with their hands.

Fusion potions are needed here.

Many industrial products that cannot be completed can be realized through fusion medicine.

If it weren't for the fact that the engine was too difficult to manufacture, he would have asked Links to give him tens of thousands of dollars to drive an airplane and a tank out of it.

After all this is over, finally order the Immortal God to prepare him for support that may be needed at any time.

After all, Zhu Zichen doesn't know the size of the enemy yet, so it's always right to be cautious.

After doing all this, I felt safe and started to return to reality to study biology.

It's a pity that these books cannot be brought into the dark world, otherwise studying in the dark world would not be so troublesome.

……

In the plane of the half-winged angel, it was late at night.

Most of the races have already begun to warm their beds, but the temple hall is still brightly lit and bustling.

in a box.

Datouwa was looking at the person in front of him with a smile on his face.

Recently, he felt that he should have been kissed by the goddess of luck.

After signing defense agreements with three other alliances last time, Hercules was very happy and rewarded him with many good things.

And the fox people in front of them, who did not know where they got the news, actually came to the door a few days ago and wanted to sign an attack agreement with him, and the target of the attack was actually the undead monarch.

So last time, after discussing the distribution plan of some loot, I decided to ask the gods for instructions, and then signed an agreement today.

"Duo Li Gong, the God of Conspiracy of your Alliance of Hundred Clans, agreed to our terms?"

The distribution plan he proposed last time was not friendly to the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans.

First of all, the Alliance of Hundred Clans needs to provide cold-proof equipment, as well as spoils. The Khan Alliance takes 60.00% five.

As far as the distribution plan is concerned, they actually agreed to it. Could it be a fraud?

After all, the fox people are famous for their cunning, so they must be careful.

Duoli Gong nodded, and also said with a smile: "Yes, my god has always admired Hercules, but it's a pity that we didn't meet each other before, and now I have the opportunity to cooperate, my god is also very happy."

Datouwa nodded proudly, and said: "That is, my god is the greatest, most benevolent, kindest, and most powerful god."

"Since you agree, let's sign the agreement."

Regardless of whether there is any fraud, as long as the agreement is signed, the other party will not be allowed to go back on their word.

It's not that the agreement has any guarantee of extraordinary power, but the trust in one's own strength.

After all, the leader of the Alliance of Hundred Clans, the God of Conspiracy is only a middle-level demigod. If he dares to cheat, then Hercules will let the other party know what will happen to the deceiver.

Driven by common interests, the two quickly signed an agreement.

After reading the agreement once and feeling that there were no loopholes, Daliwa smiled even more happily, so she bent down and patted the shoulder of the short man in front of her.

"Haha, we are an alliance now, remember to provide cold protection equipment later."

Doligon is a fox-man with a fox head and body, only half the height of a big-headed boy.

At the same time, his sharp eyes and long beak look very cunning.

"Haha." Duoli Gong looked at the agreement, laughed a few times, and continued: "That is, but don't forget, after seven days, we will open the plane channel together."

"Don't worry, as long as your cold-proof equipment is in place, we can conquer the plane of the undead ourselves."

After the two continued chatting for a while, the big-headed boy left the hotel with a smile and reported the good news to his god.

Duoli Gong was behind, also watching the big-headed baby leave with a smile on his face.

If you look closely at his squinted, slitted eyes, you can see the playfulness in his eyes, as well as the eyes of a successful plot.

Soon, Duoli Gong also went back.

"Bang!" After closing the door of his room, he took out the idol, knelt down and began to pray.

After a while, the idol responded.

There was a faint light, and then a phantom of the fox-human god appeared.

He is the God of Conspiracy of the Conspiracy Priesthood, and the leader of the Alliance of Hundred Clans.

"Dorigon, how are things going?"

Duoli Gong kept his kneeling posture unchanged, took out the agreement he had just signed, and said, "My God, everything went well with the plan, and that big-headed boy signed it easily."

The God of Conspiracy glanced at the agreement, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "This matter was handled well,"

Duoli Gong hesitated for a while, and asked: "My God, this cold protection equipment..."

The agreement clearly states that they must provide the cold-proof equipment for more than 400 million troops.

Where did they get so much equipment?

Not to mention 400 million sets, even one-tenth of them cannot be provided.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own arrangements." After the God of Conspiracy finished speaking, he disappeared from the statue.

Even if the statue returned to normal, Duoli Gong still knelt down and said respectfully, "Send the God of Conspiracy."

After a while, he got up from the ground.

　Kenny: Desert Death
　　Level: 7 (clergyman)
　　HP: 15000+40
　　Attack: 1500
　　Stamina: 1500
　　Power: 100
　　Agility: 100
　　Mental Power: 100
　　Mana: 1000
　　Skills: Devour Soul, Soul Thrash, Soul Flame, Soul Wither, Death Comes,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)