Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

"Tell me, what is the concept of the Lord of Humanity?"

Zhang Lingyou was communicating with Hui Feng through sound transmission.

"These creatures are barely considered subspecies, right? Can this Lord of Humanity be considered a conceptual god?"

Gray Wind couldn't tell what was going on. As soon as he heard the name, he knew it was something from the subspace. He could only keep his own attitude.

The Concept God is just like the ammunition launcher, it has strengths and weaknesses, not to mention that Sigma is not awakened at first glance. If he is thrown into the stasis position, he will not be able to move.

Now theory has lost its role, and facts must speak for themselves.

After setting up a link and connecting to the will of the local world, the two parties quickly established a secret chat room.

In the early chat, Zhang Lingyou learned that this was a "Peach Blossom Land" and that the will of this world did not know about the ancient saints and star gods at all, let alone the battle in heaven.

According to his words: "You are the first world maintainer I have met." Then the other party said that he had a bit of brain swelling and pain and loss of appetite, and hoped that Zhang Lingyou could come to help.

I was so sleepy that I gave him a pillow, and the Discovery successfully passed through the world barrier.

Zhang Lingyou even discovered that the world does not need any additional transformation. If you find a condition that meets the conditions or transform a world, humans can live well.

【It’s a world that saves worry and effort. 】

After laying out 150 habitable planets in several galaxies, Zhang Lingyou took out the books of Terra's three classic religions, three religions, and 300 test sites (there are also 100 manufactured outside the world. Fifty small control worlds), just usable.

Sigma also reviewed his work experience during his days as a magician under the crash training, and prepared for sustainable preaching and karma solving.

The Sumerians were originally full of confidence. They had practiced religion a long time ago. Naturally, they knew that these religious things were just toilet paper in front of races that had not explored their spiritual potential. They had no effect. In the end, they would be purely tools for making money.

As a result, Star God told him: Hey, guess what, there are native humanoid creatures in this world, and they have their own god. The additional task you have to do now is to smash that giant god to pieces, and then accept their worship. Of course, you can also spread other religions to these giants.

If it were just some unknown alien creatures, that wouldn't be a big problem. But Behemut, the zodiac beast, is a secondary god, so it's very difficult to deal with.

On a desolate planet about the same size as Jupiter, the unlucky zodiac beast with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his brain beaten into his chest, looked at Sigma through the observation platform of his beaten chest.

Both sides were silent. Beshimt's injury showed no signs of recovery, and his vitality was sluggish. Blood dripped from the palm. The first drop of blood hit the ground, creating a small artificial lake, followed by the second and third drops... gradually forming a river.

"How are you two affectionate? Can you hand over the work quickly? An ecosystem has formed around the Blood River! Especially you, Beshimt, please tell Sigma your work experience in detail."

The consciousness conveyed by Zhang Lingyou contained obvious dissatisfaction. Besimut's body could not help but tremble. He tried his best to maintain his injury. He looked at Sigma who flew to eye level with him and said: " So what, fly away, my eyes are a bit farsighted..."

After doing so, Sigma asked his first question: "Why do you use such a large humanoid structure? I know that the humanoid has many benefits, but it is really unnecessary to build it so big."

Beshimt, who was trying hard to pull his head out of his chest with both hands, couldn't take a breath when he was asked. His head slipped from his hands and hit his ribs that were leaking from all sides. After a while, he said: "It is said that in all real universes, there are still When they were united and not divided, a god held what you call a big ax and separated the pure and turbid air. His hands are clear and his feet are muddy, giving order to the real universe. We worship Him, so...’

Sigma was convinced. It turned out to be ancestor worship, so this race was forced to grow against the rules and became so huge. However, it seemed that he had heard of this myth when traveling in Cathay.

Sigma, who had never seen anyone believe in a god, did not realize the point of the question and continued to ask other questions.

"Tell me about your spiritual awakening level and your beliefs."

"Our clan currently has 12 million people. It takes three thousand years to gestate, three thousand years to grow, and another three thousand years to reach adulthood. The spiritual strength of a newborn baby (a baby of twenty meters) is roughly around the gamma level, and the normal adult physical strength is around Alpha plus level is around. With the self-built psychic local area network to communicate with each other, you can lend the psychic energy of the entire clan to one person, raising his power to the strength of a lesser god."

From Behemut's narration, Sigma has understood the advantages of this race: a huge body means that the body is very strong, and the benefits are not only extremely strong psychic resistance - for an ordinary adult giant , Alpha level attacks can be resisted casually, Alpha leveling up will hurt a bit, and Beta leveling up will hurt a bit.

Another advantage is that it is different from the flying polar bear whose body is fragile and cannot sustain output. The cerebral cortex is so smooth that it can cause psychic attacks to ricochet, and the physical body that looks silly, black and thick is actually made of solid materials, allowing the sons of Behemut to soak their flesh and blood in the sea of ​​souls for a long time, using their own As a vent for psychic attacks, it continuously launches psychic attacks outward.

When facing a powerful enemy, the whole clan can choose a being like the Son of Luck, who can receive the psychic power of the whole clan and achieve strength beyond Omega Plus level.

It was just an accident that the whole clan was defeated this time. The opponent did not open it but forgot to close it.

Sigma's scalp was numb, and he didn't know how to bring humans into the line with these guys. This race can take two moves against the Star God's clone when it is prepared.

In order to inspire the power of faith in extreme situations, a living person must be able to pray. A psychic phone call was made to Zhang Lingyou's office.

"Hello? What's the matter? I'm very busy." Zhang Lingyou didn't bother Sigma. He was looking at the logic patches that were full of pits in the world, and he was checking for (female) omissions (wa) and filling (filling) the gaps. (sky).

Zhang Lingyou realized his mistake. The "no problem" code he saw in the main reality universe was probably because he did not read the remaining patches. This world, which has not experienced large-scale wars, has already had many logical errors over the endless years, and is in urgent need of Star God's help.

This is also the reason why the World Will directly gave away one of its important sources of tax revenue, the son of Behemut. The reason why Zhang Lingyou accepted this arduous task is also very simple, for the big plan!

PS: Chapter 2 is still being written