Banner of the Evil God

Leon's smooth return is really good news, and it also makes Sui Xiong and others finally feel relieved and no longer need to be worried.

So, it was time for lectures.

"You are so brave!" Sui Xiong spat, waving his tentacles like a deep-sea monster in a horror movie, and said angrily, "We have told you how strong Yugnero is before, but you still dare to Go provoke him? Are you stupid or crazy? You really don’t know how to write the word ‘death’!”

"I just think that with the help of the three artifacts, you can still run away if you can't beat him..." Leon defended.

"Run?! Run you idiot!" Sui Xiong was furious, so angry that his tentacles turned red. "Do you think those three eagle artifacts are amazing? A level 60 character gathered three pieces of epic equipment and ran to the Eighth Route Army. You are so cool in the level 10 dungeon. Believe it or not, a little monster on the roadside will bite you half of your health!"

Leon was silent. Although he didn't understand Sui Xiong's words very well, he could still understand the numbers.

"Who is Yuniruo? He is a strong man who was qualified to compete for the throne of the orc emperor five thousand years ago. He is a veteran who is as famous as the Sky-Swallowing Dog and the Iron Lion. In this world, those who are powerful may not live long, but they can live long. It must be awesome! Do you think the Three Eagle Gods are so great? Back then, the Eagle God was just a street guy who was smashed into pieces by the Lord of Glory! , Yuneruo has fought against the Sky-Swallowing Dog. In other words, he is on the same level as the Eagle God, and maybe even stronger than the Eagle God... Who the hell gave you such baseless confidence? , makes you think that you can compete with masters at the same level as the Eagle God by relying on the three relics left by that dead ghost?"

Leon was so dizzy after being scolded that he didn't realize that Sui Xiong was secretly changing his concept. Carissa stood aside without saying a word, just nodding her head and nodding her head again and again. In this silent way, she added persuasiveness to His Majesty's criticism and also continued to increase his psychological pressure. With such a two-pronged approach, Leon soon couldn't stand it any longer. He honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and promised not to cause trouble with Yugnero again in the future.

"Promise is useless, you have to swear an oath!" Sui Xiong said coldly, "If you dare to run to trouble that dangerous guy again, Steele will crawl into your bed in the middle of the night!"

Leon's face suddenly turned pale and he shouted: "This oath is too vicious!"

"No matter how vicious the oath is, as long as you don't think about breaking it, it's okay!"

Carissa also changed her expression and advised: "Why should it be Steele! This is not good!"

“It’s only Steele who is a deterrent!”

Sui Xiong was triumphantly intimidating Leon, when suddenly one of his tentacles was gently pulled twice. When he looked down, he saw a pink piglet showing a simple and honest smile, gently tugging on his tentacles.

"ah?!"

It is very embarrassing to be exposed on the spot when you say something bad about someone behind their back. Even as shameless as a jellyfish god, he was stunned at this moment and didn't know what to say.

But Steele would not give him a chance to slowly think of an excuse. She smiled, the red and blue firelight lingering on her body, and in an instant she turned into a huge pink pig, raising a battering ram like a battering ram. Big fist.

"Sil...Stil...if you have something to say...we are all civilized people...don't do anything--"

boom!

"——Move your feet."

After knocking down the dishonest jellyfish god with one punch, Steele turned into a petite and cute pink piggy as flames flashed around her body, jumped up and flew out of the temple.

After a few seconds, Carissa sighed and said: "Miss Steele is really getting better and better! When did she master this skill?"

"The power of the furnace obtained by Wakamaru Mei's wish-maker (the ability obtained by using the perfect wish-making technique)..." Sui Xiong said vaguely.

Carissa and Leon looked at his dizzy appearance after being beaten and had yet to recover. Then they thought about the origin of the perfect wish-making technique, and couldn't help but look at each other, secretly amused.

What is self-inflicted? This is it!

After Steele made such a fuss, Sui Xiong lost interest in criticizing Leon and turned to talk about another matter.

"What's going on with the three eagle artifacts?" he asked, "I've never heard of it being said that with just three pieces of equipment, a mortal can be transformed into a strong man comparable to a god... Such equipment is simply incredible. Unheard of!"

"Aren't the so-called artifacts all very powerful?" Carissa asked, "The sword and armor you made for Leon are also very powerful. Why do you care so much about the three artifacts of the Eagle?"

"These are two different things." Sui Xiong said, "No matter how powerful the artifact is, it cannot produce huge power out of thin air. After all, the user is only a mortal. But the three Eagle artifacts are different. It can actually give Leon enough power at once. Against the power of gods, this is completely contrary to common sense, something is wrong!”

But Leon and Carissa were really not good candidates for discussion, so Sui Xiong could only go to Morani to discuss it.

"...To sum up, do you think it is because the Eagle God has mastered some skills that are beyond common sense, so he has the confidence to challenge the Lord of Glory?"

Morani put down the big wine glass and said with a smile: "How is it possible! Others dare not say that I am much better than him in the blacksmithing profession! It's not that I look down on him, I can't do something, so why should he Can it be done?”

Sui Xiong thought for a while and became more and more puzzled.

As the orc god of forging, Morani is naturally a professional who can't be more professional. If He says it's impossible, then it's definitely impossible. If the Eagle God's skills are really so high that even Morani can't imagine it, then it shouldn't be He who was killed by the Lord of Glory, but the Lord of Glory should be killed by Him in turn.

In this case, what kind of secrets are hidden in the three Eagle artifacts?

"... You said I should steal the three artifacts of the Eagle back, and we can study them secretly, what do you think?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a hundred claws were scratching in his heart, and he couldn't help but suggest, "At worst, we can return them after we finish studying..."

"Do you still need to steal?" Morani laughed, "I stole them and studied them back then, and studied them for several years!"

"Fuck! Did you study anything?"

"No." Morani said helplessly, "It's nothing more than a thing that can absorb the world's belief in the Eagle God and then transform it into divine power. In theory, this set of things is not complicated or high-end at all. I can make three or five sets of it a day with my eyes closed, but I don't know why, the effect of what I make is never as good as the original..."

Seeing Sui Xiong's curious look, he simply took out a set of imitation Eagle Three Artifacts and handed it to Sui Xiong.

This set of "Eagle Three Artifacts" is exactly the same as the one that Leon wore in the activated state, and you can even clearly feel a power lingering on it. But after a careful sense, he found that the power was much worse than the one that Leon wore at the beginning, the difference was like heaven and earth.

"It is made strictly according to the original version, from materials to structure, there should be no difference." He said, "Of course, in terms of craftsmanship, every blacksmith has his own way. But I can guarantee with my reputation that my way will only be better than that of the Eagle God!"

Sui Xiong took the fake, thought about it, separated an avatar, took the imitation, came to Eagle Wing City with the help of the portal, and flew all the way to the battlefield.

Although Leon has returned, the war has just ended for a few hours. The armies of both sides are still stationed near the battlefield. They have to wait until the bodies of their fallen soldiers are collected, and then exchange prisoners of war before they can withdraw.

When Sui Xiong arrived, he saw that both sides sent auxiliary soldiers to clean up the battlefield. Under the twilight, the battlefield was dark, and there were hideous and tragic corpses everywhere, which was chilling.

It was midwinter, and the weather was cold. The hot blood that had flowed freely a few hours ago had already frozen into ice along with flesh, armor, weapons, and soil. Although it was not very hard, it caused great trouble to the auxiliary soldiers. It often took several auxiliary soldiers seven or eight minutes to sort out a corpse, lift it onto the cart parked nearby, and wait to be transported back to the camp.

Looking down from the sky, the huge battlefield was littered with corpses. Even with Sui Xiong's extraordinary eyesight, he couldn't count how many people had died.

Seeing this scene, he, who had originally come excitedly to steal the three artifacts of the Eagle for research, felt like being poured with a bucket of cold water, and all his enthusiasm was cooled.

"This is... war..."

Stopped on the battlefield where the traces of the tragedy still remained, he seemed to still hear the shouts of both sides, the neighing of war horses, the collision of weapons, the scene of weapons cutting open bodies, blood and life gushing out, and the anger, unwillingness, helplessness and despair of those dying.

Yes, these are still there. Even if mortals can't see it, for the gods, this land has been soaked in "war", and it is unknown how many years it will take for it to return to normal.

"It's a spectacular sight, isn't it?" A figure wrapped in a black robe appeared beside him. Under his vigilant eyes, he took two steps back, leaning on a long sickle, looking down at the scene under his feet that looked like a solidified hell. "Although I have seen it many times, I have new feelings every time."

"Why did the god of death come to the human world?" Sui Xiong couldn't help asking, "Shouldn't you be stationed in the underworld all year round?"

"Just an incarnation."

The black-robed man with a long sickle was one of the powerful gods, the god of death Dio Narus. He established the kingdom of God in the underworld, with all kinds of undead as his believers, claiming that all living people will die, and only death is permanent peace.

Among the gods, he is also a being that people are deeply afraid of and unwilling to be enemies with. However, although he is powerful, he rarely conflicts with others. Except for the fight with the goddess of life that year, he was beaten to death for a thousand years, and there is no clear record of battle.

As for the only battle record... being able to fight with the goddess of life, this itself is enough to prove his strength. You know, even the powerful gods have not dared to fight against the thunder of divine punishment left by the goddess of life!

The appearance of the god of death surprised Sui Xiong. But he immediately understood what the god of death was here for. He saw the gloomy god wave his hand, and the long sickle turned into a black gas, swiping around the entire battlefield a few times, like countless hooks, hooking up many dead souls, lining them up and binding them on the blade.

"They are dead, and their souls have nowhere to go. Sooner or later, they will become evil spirits." The god of death sighed softly, "What I can do is to give them peace, so that they will never suffer the pain of being alive again."

"... Thank you."

The god of death smiled, and under the black robe, a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at Sui Xiong.

"This is my priesthood and philosophy, so it doesn't matter if you thank me or not. In fact, you have also beautified my behavior. You should know that almost every one of these souls has a strong obsession, and not even one is willing to go to the underworld. I forcibly took them away, and I don't know how I will be cursed."

As he said this, the god of death disappeared without a trace along with the countless souls locked on the scythe.

At this time, the last ray of afterglow in the sky finally disappeared, and the night enveloped the earth.