A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

With the complete disappearance of Aman'Thul's star soul, the collapsed space and chaotic time flow in the laboratory quickly returned to normal under Zuo Si's control.

Even the machine that collapsed under the powerful force of the Titan was restored to its state before use under the dual effects of time reversal and distorted reality.

If it weren't for the fact that Ionar, who had transformed into a big cat, was still trembling at her feet, and the platinum disc that was shining with metallic luster, she would even think that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Especially Jinjitasha and Vashtor, who were eager to confirm the results, had returned to the entrance of the laboratory at this moment, and were using a lot of machines and spells to test the environment inside to ensure that there were no traps or potential dangers.

After all, although the two of them were constantly strengthening their bodies and various abilities through technical iterations and upgrades, they were not combatants after all.

Especially Jinjitasha, since he accepted the baptism of the new oil, he had not participated in even a single battle, and there was no record of him going to the front line in person. He always stayed in the safe rear to conduct research.

In his opinion, he is the brain and nerve center of New Phyrexia, and the most important demon judge in the entire force except Zuo Si.

The rest of the demon judges are just some high-level "consumables" that can be replaced. It doesn't matter if they are killed accidentally.

Anyway, the oil has a backup function, and it won't take long to clone or recreate one.

To a certain extent, this blue demon judge is very "life-saving", and can even be described as "cowardly". As long as he notices something wrong, he will choose to retreat at the first time.

But this is not because he is afraid of death.

Under the effect of the oil, no New Phyrexia creation can have such an idea.

He just doesn't want to die inexplicably in such a meaningless and worthless situation, and it will also make him look very stupid and incompetent.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger, Jinjitasha walked into the laboratory and asked in an uncertain tone: "Great Father of New Phyrexia, have you successfully seized the power of Aman'Thul?"

"Yes, the machine you made is very good and perfectly meets my requirements. As a reward, this platinum disc that stores the memory, knowledge, consciousness and personality of the oldest Titan soul is at your disposal."

After that, Zuo Si instantly cast a magician's hand and handed the disc to the other party.

Because these things are of no value to him, but for crazy researchers like Jinjitasha, they can be used to create powerful New Phyrexia creations.

After all, Aman'Thul in the platinum disc is now only a string of data, which can be added, deleted, modified and copied at will.

If used properly, it can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of Shuoyou's mass production of cannon fodder.

"Thank you very much. Don't worry, I will definitely create something that will impress you."

Jinjitashi took the platinum disc and inserted it into his body to store it, preparing to think about how to maximize its value when he has time.

You should know that he is a typical "technology-only" person, always thinking that there are no difficulties and problems in the world that cannot be solved by improving technology.

If it cannot be solved, it must be that the technology mastered is not advanced enough, and more, deeper and more dangerous in-depth research must be carried out.

Moreover, he attaches great importance to efficiency and hates waste. Even a stone on the roadside must be decomposed into elementary particles with oil for reorganization.

Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I look forward to you and Vashtor being able to use your wisdom and wisdom to contribute more to the development and growth of New Phyrexia. Now, take me to see the cave tree, I can't wait to see this epoch-making oil creation."

"It's our honor. Please follow me."

Jinjitashi bowed with one hand on his chest, then turned and led the way to the huge super-time and space beacon tower in the center of the floating city.

However, this time, he did not go to the top spark on the spire that connected to the endless time and space of the multiverse, but arrived at the underground part more than 200 meters below.

As the floating city of Mutahar gradually replaced the time and space of Mirrodin and became the actual brain and heart of New Phyrexia, its volume and area have expanded by unknown times.

Today, its volume has expanded to the equivalent of a satellite rather than an island, and its interior has become a behemoth like a living fortress under the transformation of the oil.

Its internal passages are even more complicated, like a super maze.

Without the guidance from the central control room, even the researchers who have lived here for a long time will definitely get lost.

Many laboratories are modular single rooms, which will be split, merged, and reorganized according to the needs of the research project to ensure that researchers can obtain the equipment, tools and experimental materials they need.

In addition, Jinjitaxia has also set up a complex incentive mechanism to conduct a dual-track scoring system for each researcher, one part of which is ability and the other part is contribution.

The former determines what level of experiments a researcher can participate in, while the latter determines whether one is qualified to lead a research project independently.

Countless geniuses from the multiverse gather here, and then compete and roll up their sleeves madly, just to get the right to participate in or lead the research projects they are interested in.

There are even many people who privately call the Mutahar floating city the "City of Truth", eager to unravel the mysteries of the multiverse and find the ultimate answer that haunts them.

Because only here can they access knowledge, technology and completely different environments in each time and space that they could not access before, and at the same time obtain almost unlimited resources and energy.

If necessary, they can also go to a certain area for field investigation, collect samples, and build a small laboratory.

Even a star field the size of a planet or the Milky Way can be used as a test site to test some extremely terrifying and destructive things.

For example, the constantly improving replica of the same sign, and the super biological weapons created by the distorted and indescribable life forms of the ancient gods and the ancient gods in some time and space.

Of course, not all experiments are related to killing, destruction and destruction, and occasionally there are parts of creating new races and new civilizations.

Anyway, here, the researchers feel like they are high gods and creators. As long as they get the authority, they can create and destroy as they please, and interfere with one or more existing races and civilizations.

The feeling of jumping out of the "box" and being above everything is more addictive and irresistible than anything else.

Passing through the intricate and ever-changing corridors, Jinjitaxia brought Zuo Si to the core of the floating city.

I saw an extremely spectacular towering tree that had taken deep roots here, absorbing the surrounding oil as nutrients to thrive, and breaking through the ground to form a huge canopy that almost covered the entire floating city.

Compared with it, the so-called "world trees" in Azeroth are just like saplings that have just broken through the ground.

Countless roots and branches broke the boundary between the real universe and the dark void through the power of oil, and continued to spread inside the latter, connecting with each time and space and even the universe with the help of the signals captured by the super-time and space beacon tower.

In particular, the energy accumulated at the bottom of the trunk and roots has exceeded a certain critical point to the point that Zuo Si himself was frightened.

He dared to guarantee that if this power was released, its destructive power would definitely not be much worse than the artifact in his hand, Tongzhao, after it completed a long period of energy storage.

After all, Tongzhao draws power from the dark void, while the cave tree draws power from endless time and space.

The upper limit of both levels is the level of the multiverse.

Moreover, the cave tree in front of him is far from complete, and there is still room for continued growth and expansion.

"It's incredible. Is this the crystal born from the seeds of the world tree of Kaldheim?"

Zuo Si raised his hand and gently pressed on one of the thick tree roots, feeling the terrifying energy contained in it, and the passage that continued to extend in the dark void.

To be honest, he had never understood how the world that was a bit like Norse mythology created such an incredible life form.

Could it be related to the fact that the time and space were divided into ten completely different realms?

Because these small realms need to be connected together to form the basic conditions required for a complete time and space, so it gave birth to the world tree, the only creation that can resist the erosion and assimilation of the dark void besides the spark of the planeswalker?

Or is this time and space more special, hiding some unknown secrets?

Because Kaldheim has the ability to resist the infection of the oil on a large scale, Zuo Si always prohibits the New Phyrexian forces under his command from entering, and only sends the green demon judge Flinkai to steal the seeds of the World Tree.

And according to the creation legend of this time and space, the birth of the entire world originated from a seed, and then the World Tree grew from the seed.

If this legend is true, then the seeds of the World Tree should come from the Dark Void, and together with the original rules formed before the birth of this world, they were nurtured.

"That's right, the great father of New Phyrexia.

To be honest, the first time I saw the seeds of the World Tree take root and sprout, I was deeply shocked by its power and potential.

However, the reason why the Cave Tree can become what it is now.

In addition to its origin from the mother body itself, more importantly, it has absorbed huge energy from the New Shuo Oil and other time and space.

And as time goes by, and the number of time and space it can connect increases, it may even be possible to reintegrate the entire broken and divided multiverse.

At that time, not only can the great ideal of New Phyrexia - the unity of all worlds - be realized, but you yourself will also become the unrivaled Great Demon God and the Ultimate Planeswalker God in the entire multiverse.

Your will is the will of the entire multiverse, and your thoughts are the laws behind everything."

When saying this, Jinji Tasha's tone was full of excitement and enthusiasm that could not be described in words.

But Zuo Si shook his head and responded: "Don't be happy too soon.

We still know very little about the Cave Realm Tree, and we don't know if it has some unknown limits or potential risks.

And now there are too many types of mixed oils, especially the physical oil and the subspace oil, which need to break the isolation for the final fusion.

Because I need to make the oil more perfect until it can enter the body and become an indispensable component like blood.

So there are still many problems you need to overcome, don't waste too much time on the Cave Realm Tree.

At this stage, just keep observing.

By the way, as far as I know, the world tree in Kaldheim can secrete an incredible viscous liquid - titanium crystal, and a certain god can also extract something called [Universal Elixir] from it, which seems to be able to resist the infection of the sparkling oil.

I wonder if Flinkai brought back some samples? "

"I am very sorry.

Although Flinkai mentioned these two things, it is obviously too much for him to fight against the gods of Kaldheim alone.

After all, in that time and space, titanium crystal is a treasure that only gods can touch and use. Mortals may die even if they get close to it. Many artifacts are made of it.

As for the cosmic elixir, it can only be made by Eshika, the god of the world tree.

The gods of Kaldheim time and space must take the cosmic elixir regularly to maintain their own divine power.

Therefore, any theft of the cosmic elixir means directly declaring war on all the gods of that world.

Before obtaining your authorization, no demon judge is qualified to initiate such an action. "

Jinjitash explained with a very regretful tone.

If possible, he even wanted to send troops to capture the entire Kaldheim immediately, and at all costs, he would make the only mature World Tree the property of New Phyrexia.

Zuo Si obviously noticed the thoughts of the blue demon judge, and warned solemnly: "Don't try to invade Kaldheim.

At least not before I figure out the background of this world and the number of planeswalkers.

Because the cosmic nectar can resist the infection and perfection of the oil.

Once a planeswalker brings the news of the invasion of New Phyrexia to other time and space, then this war may evolve into a war between us and the entire new generation of planeswalkers.

Maybe it will also attract the attention of ancient planeswalkers such as Nicol Bolas, Ugin, Teferi, and my cheap teacher Sorin.

Remember, I don't like surprises, and there is no need to rely on risks and gambling to increase the chips in my hand. "

"As you wish. "

Jinjitash hurriedly lowered his head and dared not look into the eyes that radiated golden light and endless majesty.

Vashtol on the side carefully observed the scene.

As a new member, he obviously did not understand the character of the father of New Phyrexia, so he rarely took the initiative to express his opinions.

However, the strength and caution shown by Zuo Si at this moment made the "half-immortal" feel very gratified.

Unlike Jinjitash who had never suffered any setbacks and failures, Vashtol was only a demigod in the Warhammer universe. He was suppressed by the four Chaos Gods of Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle and Slaanesh for a long time, and even became their enemy. The chess pieces of the game.

So when making important decisions, he prefers to think carefully about the chain reactions and risks that may be triggered by all parties, and then calculate the benefits after success.

Zuo Si's warning to Jinjitasha obviously made Vashtor feel very safe.

Because he also felt that with the current strength and scale of New Phyrexia, there was no need to take risks or gamble everything. All it took was to develop step by step to consume and kill all potential enemies bit by bit.

Thinking of this, the god of technology and creation stepped forward and said in his unique voice: "Great father of New Phyrexia, I have an immature suggestion about the Star God."

"Oh? What is it?"

Zuo Si asked back with interest.

"It's about the super weapon that your Shuoyou incarnation is forging.

I think that the method of the Necrons releasing huge energy to tear the Star God into pieces is not the most ideal.

Based on the research on Titan Star Soul, I think we should do the opposite and concentrate the energy collected from the stars to create a singularity with a mass and gravity close to infinity.

Then the super gravity of the singularity will bind the Star God in turn.

After all, since they can be torn apart by energy shocks exceeding the critical point, in theory they will also be absorbed by gravity exceeding the critical point.

And all you have to do is to first crush the Death-fearing skin to expose its energy form, and then throw the singularity in.

Anyway, even if it fails, it will only take a little more time to collect stellar energy again.

But once it succeeds, you can treat the Star God as part of your power like those Titan Star Souls. "

Vashtor said what he thought in his heart in one breath.

"What do you think the success rate of doing this is? "

Zuo Si showed a thoughtful expression and was obviously a little moved.

You should know that his Shuoyou incarnation has been embedded with a large number of Star God fragments, so he is very clear about the huge potential of this top life.

If the outsider Saranoga can be completely devoured, the power of the Shuoyou incarnation will immediately achieve a qualitative leap, and even confront the hive consciousness of the Tyranids head-on, completely unveiling the fog shrouding the entire Warhammer universe.

Vashtor replied firmly: "More than 70%. Because Star Gods are generally the embodiment of the physical laws of the universe, they cannot ignore or even distort the physical laws to a certain extent like the creatures of the warp. The most important thing is that even if you fail, there will be no loss or consequences in your eyes, so you can try it boldly. "

"Interesting, I will consider it. "

Zuo Si neither agreed nor refused immediately, but gave a very vague reply.

Because he needs to make a decision when he sees Saranoga with his own eyes.

After all, according to what was learned from the Silent King Szarak, who was the only one to leave the Milky Way and go to the wider universe, the dangers and terrors outside the Milky Way were beyond the imagination of the species and civilizations born in the Milky Way.

This is why even though the Necrons have the technological level to leave the Milky Way and colonize the outside world, they still stay in their hometown and never go anywhere.

Szarak also went out for a spin and returned honestly to protect the galaxy from foreign invasion.

Maybe all the galaxies in the entire universe, except for the Milky Way, have been occupied by the Tyranids.

It has even given rise to many conspiracy theories.

Some researchers in the Human Empire believe that the Tyranids may have been transformed by the survivors who fled after the defeat of the Ancient Saints by using their immature super technology.

Because the insect swarm consciousness has many similarities with the ancient saints.

For example, they all have the power of immortality, can change and distort the laws of physics, have been above the cycle of life and death from the beginning, can create life as they please, regard planets, galaxies, and galaxies as a whole, and treat all life equally. etc.

The Eldar, who once fought against the Necrons for dominance in the galaxy, believe that the Tyranids may have been created by the Silent King Szarak.

He wants to use these terrible biological weapons to obtain huge biomass to achieve reverse conversion, that is, to lead all Necron to complete some form of ascension.

No matter what the truth is, it is enough to show that the galaxy is an extremely special existence in the Warhammer universe.

And the outsider Saranoga floats in the outer reaches of the galaxy.

Zuo Si didn't want to make too much noise and spread it to the inside of the galaxy.

Just when he began to consider which method to choose to deal with the last complete star god, far away in the Pearl of the North of Faerûn - Neverwinter City, Erebeth, who succeeded Nasir as the lord, was lying on a soft bed. On the big bed, he listened to the report of the bureaucrats sent by the West Coast Empire to assist him in reform and rule.

At this moment, she was no longer as strong as usual, and she didn't even wear armor. Only the two-handed giant sword that was always burning with the flames of hell was still placed on the weapons shelf not far away.

Of course, it's not that I don't want to wear it, but that my bulging belly can't be stuffed into the armor at all.

And from the flashes of pain and frowning expressions on her face from time to time, it is not difficult to tell that she is already in labor and may give birth at any time.

In order to prevent possible accidents, several senior priests were waiting nearby at any time.

Even the Prince of Darkness, who always eludes the dragon, came specially to witness the birth of this younger brother or younger sister.

For Grea, it is the responsibility and obligation of his eldest brother to ensure that his younger brother or sister does not become as rebellious as his older sister.

As for his father's lover, Aribes, in his eyes, was nothing more than a reproductive tool, just like his mother who was immersed in beautiful fantasies all day long, completely controlled and dominated both physically and mentally.

He couldn't even understand why Zuo Si would waste time and energy on these mortal women when he had already gotten everything he wanted, showing up every once in a while to satisfy their physical and psychological desires.

If you really enjoy the happiness brought by this kind of behavior, wouldn't it be better to change it to a new one every day?

You must know that on that cold and dark planet, Greia recruited a group of young, beautiful, and pure girl believers to serve her on the advice of the Goddess of Night.

But he basically tastes it and then throws it aside and ignores it after it loses its freshness.

Aribes obviously didn't know how low her status was in the heart of the Prince of Darkness. After listening to the official's report, she immediately questioned: "You said the surviving barbarian tribes in the Neverwinter City Forest and the Mountain of Beren The villages and towns in the south are not willing to be included in our rule? Why? Are the conditions I offer not generous enough? Or do they think they can resist my army?

"Madam, neither of the above are the most fundamental reasons. They refused because they felt that they had already joined the Trade Alliance and were nominally affiliated with the West Coast Empire. There was no need to go through the trouble of finding a master for themselves."

The official explained with a wry smile.

He clearly understands the thinking of these tribes, villages and towns.

But the problem is that the new lord of Neverwinter, who is ambitious and wants to do something big, doesn't think so.

"Hmph! A group of wallflowers on both sides of the wall. If you don't give them some color, those guys will never give up their power willingly."

Aribes sneered, then turned her gaze to the Prince of Darkness, and asked with a half-smile: "Dear Grea, what would you do if you were in this situation?"

"Me? I'll just ignore them."

Greia gave her answer without thinking.

This obviously surprised Aribes, who raised her eyebrows and continued to ask: "Why? I thought that with your character, you would definitely kill them all without mercy."

The Prince of Darkness replied in a very calm tone: "Because neither the barbarian tribes in the Neverwinter Forest nor the villages and towns south of Beren Mountain have much value.

My father once said that the strength of an empire is not directly related to its territory on the map, but is positively related to its effective rule.

This effective rule refers to the efficiency of extracting resources from the occupied land.

Whether it is traditional materials such as food, steel, cloth, and condiments, or another vital resource - population.

Let's take the simplest example.

A country with a very large land area, but its administrative efficiency is very low. It often doesn't even know how many people, how much arable land, and how much steel it can produce each year, and can only rely on the reports of feudal lords at all levels below.

The other country is only one-tenth of the former, but its administrative efficiency is surprisingly high. It not only knows how much arable land, population, and tax revenue it has, but also knows the annual output of steel and various necessities of life. If necessary, it can carry out emergency mobilization across the country.

Who do you think will win if a war suddenly breaks out between these two countries? "

"Of course it's the latter. Because they are more prepared and can effectively allocate the resources they have to the maximum extent. "

Eribes gave the answer after a little thought.

Because this does not require too much professional knowledge, and things like a city defeating a country and winning the war often happen on the continent of Faerun.

Graya nodded slightly: "That's right.

So my father has always emphasized effective rule, not like some idiots who are keen on playing the game of coloring on the map, naively thinking that as long as a certain area is conquered, it will become part of their empire.

Only when the population and resources produced by occupying the land exceed the cost of ruling it, can it be regarded as effective rule.

Otherwise, forcibly occupying this land will only bring a heavy burden.

In the same way, if you send troops to conquer these barbarian tribes and villages that are nominally subordinate to the West Coast Empire, not only will they not be able to surrender sincerely, but they may also arouse strong resistance.

Although you can clear all those who dare to resist by suppressing or massacring.

But in this way, the tax revenue that would have been brought to the empire here will be instantly wiped out, and at the same time, it will have to bear the huge pressure and condemnation brought by public opinion and morality, as well as the troops that must be stationed to ensure that there will be no large-scale rebellion.

In other words, it will change from a positive asset to a negative asset.

The more such land there is, the weaker the West Coast Empire will inevitably become. When it exceeds a certain critical point, it will be like a giant stuck in a quagmire and struggling. "

"So your point is to ignore them directly?"

A bright light flashed in Eribes' eyes. He was undoubtedly amazed by the Dark Prince's remarks. He secretly sighed that he was worthy of being the offspring of Zuo Si. No wonder he could devour the incarnation of the Prince of Lies Xirik just after he was born.

"Yes.

For these tribes and towns with no centripetal force, it is better to assimilate them little by little through economic and cultural means instead of using force to force them to surrender.

It won't take long. When all the old generation dies and the new generation becomes dominant, they will naturally be willing to integrate in.

After all, they have been bathed in the glory of the empire since they were young, enjoying the prosperity and wealth brought by the strong empire, and feel honored to be a part of the empire.

What's more, my father set the tone a long time ago, that is, the annexation of the North should be slow, and there is no need to be too anxious.

As long as a few self-sufficient large cities are incorporated into it first, the rest of the small towns and villages are nothing to be afraid of.

Because when they get used to the convenience brought by prosperous trade, they simply cannot bear to lose it all and return to the poor and hard life of the past.

Once they leave the empire's trade network, many villages and towns will not be able to survive. "

When saying this, Graya's eyes never left Eribes's bulging belly.

The reason is simple!

He has sensed that some amazing power is about to break out of the shell and descend on this world in another form.

"Ah! ! ! ! Damn! I... my stomach hurts so much!"

Eribes suddenly grabbed the sheets and screamed, and then sweat soaked her hair and body at a very fast speed.

You must know that as Zuo Si's chosen one, her physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary mortals. Normally, even a small matter like giving birth does not require a priest, and she can take a few minutes to do it herself.

But now, not only is her face and lips pale from the pain, but her limbs are also twitching violently and uncontrollably.

The originally round belly is rolling like waves, and occasionally a fleeting energy beam can be seen.

"What is going on? Why was it fine one second, and turned into this the next? "

A personal maid asked loudly with a nervous and anxious face.

"You ask me? How do I know!"

One of the busy priests rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Although she had delivered babies for many families in Neverwinter, it was her first time to deliver a child like Zuo Si, a powerful god-like and planeswalker.

And according to the experience of little Annie and Graya, this child is probably not a mortal, so no matter what happens, it is possible.

Another elderly female priest even got into the quilt, trying to confirm whether there was a baby in the womb.

But as soon as she got in, she was thrown out by a huge force, smashing the window behind her, and falling directly from the second floor to the flower bed on the street and breaking a leg.

Obviously, this unborn little guy was obviously a little shy and didn't want anyone to see him.

Seeing this situation, the priests who were busy with the physical examination immediately stopped all actions.

Instead, Graya went straight to the bedside and released his dark divine power to comfort the little guy who was not sure whether it was a brother or a sister, to prevent him from wiping the entire Neverwinter City from the map after being stimulated by the outside world.

Perhaps it was because she felt the love from her brother, or perhaps it was because there was no one else prying, Eribes's originally restless stomach finally calmed down.

Just as she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, more intense pain instantly swept through every nerve in her body, and her originally pale face instantly turned red and blue veins popped out, and the whole person floated up from the bed.

In a flash!

A terrifying spiritual scream swept across the entire Neverwinter City.

Except for Eribes, her mother, and her brother Graya, all other living things died in an instant, even the rats in the sewer were no exception.

Not to mention rats, even mosquitoes and plants were the same.

Then, an indescribable gray-white color enveloped the sky above the city, as if it had been pulled from the material plane into another space composed entirely of spirit and soul.

"Where... is this place? What happened?"

Eribes looked around in amazement, totally unable to believe that the city she ruled had turned into a ghost den in just a moment.

Not only her, but also the souls of those who suddenly died were also confused, and even many people did not realize that they were dead.

Suddenly!

The voices of two children echoed in everyone's ears.

"Hehehe! Everyone come and play with us!"

"I'll count down to ten now. Try to find a hidden place to hide during this time. I'll come to find you after ten numbers. Anyone caught will be eaten."

"That's right! Eat! Eat! I love delicious souls the most!"

"Brother, if you eat them all, no one will come to play with us."

"It doesn't matter, then eat half first. When we catch one, we'll flip a coin to decide whether to eat it or not."

"Good idea! It's settled!"

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"Seven!"

...

Accompanied by the slightly childish countdown, all the souls in Neverwinter finally came to their senses and showed extremely frightened expressions, quickly looking for places to hide like crazy.

Some even rushed directly out of the city, or prayed to the gods they believed in.

But the former were caught by invisible hands the moment they approached the city walls and gates, and then thrown into a big mouth opened from the sky or the ground to swallow them.

The latter did not receive any response at all, even from the priest.

Obviously, anyone with a little knowledge of religion and planes knows that this means that this place has been shrouded by a power comparable to divine power, or is in a space isolated from divine power.

In this case, no matter how powerful the gods are, they cannot sense what is happening inside, let alone send an incarnation to save themselves.

However, unlike the fear and despair of mortal souls, the dark prince Graya laughed happily, and exclaimed while laughing: "Incredible! Twins born from death, spirit and soul? What should I call you now, dear brother and sister?"

"Don't worry, dear brother, I will reply to you after we finish this game."

"That's right. We are very hungry, and we must eat some souls to fill our stomachs first."

While speaking, the newly born twins used their own power to catch several souls hiding in the wood behind the house.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"No! Don't eat me! Please!"

"Don't eat me either! Go eat them! My soul isn't delicious at all!"

These ordinary people were obviously terrified.

If it weren't for the fact that only their souls were left, they would have probably wet their pants.

But unfortunately, this plea for mercy couldn't move the twins.

I saw a coin suddenly appear from nowhere, and then it was suddenly thrown into the air by a force, spinning and tumbling to the highest point, and then quickly fell to the ground.

"Aha! It's the front! This soul can be eaten! I won't be polite!"

A big mouth suddenly appeared out of thin air and swallowed the soul of the adult man standing behind the coin directly, and the latter didn't even have time to scream.

Then the coin floated in front of the second person and was thrown high again.

But this time it fell on the back.

Just when the woman thought she had escaped, a big hand suddenly appeared and grabbed her, then tore her soul into pieces in an extremely brutal way and threw it into another mouth that was obviously different from the previous one, chewing it hard, making a creepy creaking sound.

"Dear brother, it's not good for you to blatantly break the rules of the game like this. What if they don't want to play with us?"

"Hmph! I changed my mind. The tail side is eaten, and the front side is not eaten."

Hearing the twins' words, the dark prince Graya couldn't help but smile and remind them: "I sincerely suggest that you stop this game. Because I am 100% sure that my father will not like it."

"Father?!"

The girl of the twins clearly had a hint of awe in her voice.

But the boy responded with a nonchalant tone: "So what? By the time father arrives, we will have eaten all these souls. Will he kill us?"

Before he finished speaking!

A dazzling red light suddenly flashed in the air, and then a figure appeared out of thin air, saying meaningfully: "I won't kill you, but it's okay to teach you a memorable lesson..."