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The gods immediately boiled over, after all, such things as transformation toys were new to them. They don't care whether they are powerful or not, they just think they are handsome.

But for the "motivated" gods, they value the performance of this "toy" more.

"Hey, this thing is not as simple as being handsome. As long as you have this belt, even a child with no foundation can directly compete with LV5 or even LV6 level monsters!"

Loki put his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly

"Oh, oh, really, that's amazing!"

"Where did such a good thing come from?"

Under the envious eyes and voices of the gods, Loki sat down and handed over the next speech to Freya.

"Dungeon." Freya gently combed her long platinum hair, and said softly

"These props from the 'other world' are rewards from some special worlds that are randomly opened in the dungeon. Enter those different worlds and complete some goals to obtain these rare props."

Regarding the details of the dungeon and the "dungeon", it is indeed best to leave it to Freya. Her words are also very credible among the gods, after all... she never lies.

The gods immediately fell into a boiling state, and surrounded Freya like stars holding the moon.

This is a brand new, 'new mechanism' of the dungeon that has never been seen in the millennium. These fresh stimulation and game experience, of course, make the gods feel unstoppable excitement.

However, Freya chose to conceal the matter of Xoros.

Allies' secret bases are of course not suitable for exposure. Freya doesn't want too many family members to disturb the rage in Xoros, and she doesn't think her allies are good-tempered people.

Seeing the excitement over there, Hestia pouted, and said to Hephaestus next to him

"Let's go, it's not going to be any fun anymore."

Hephaestus took a deep breath, looked at Hestia and said seriously

"Hestia, after tonight, you should move out of my house. You should also find a family member and support yourself!"

"Hey hey hey!!!!" Hestia's mournful cry dragged on for a long time.

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Chapter 41. The Skull and the Blood God

"Dungeons, dungeons, creations of different worlds..."

In the hall of the main god of the guild, Uranus watched the scene of the banquet of the gods revealed in the crystal ball in the palm of Fels, and murmured

"There is no doubt that God Loki and God Freya have betrayed us." Great Sage Fels said in that hoarse voice

"They have already reached a cooperation with that visitor from another world in the dungeon. Although we don't know what the purpose is, should we..."

"I can't punish them." Uranus closed his eyes and said lightly

"They didn't violate any rules, and even if they did, I don't have any evidence. Arbitrary punishment is impossible. If Freya doesn't talk about it, Loki will definitely flip the table without any scruples."

Even though Uranus has the ability to use the abilities of the two major families at any time, he still can only watch from the sidelines. The position of the Lord God of the guild is extremely firm, and the position like the root of an old tree also means that he cannot move easily like the root of an old tree.

Uranus didn't know what the purpose of the rage was, but he didn't feel that the guest from this different world came here with good intentions.

But he locked himself in the dungeon, and Uranus couldn't go there no matter how worried he was. It might be okay if Zeus and Hera were still there, but now...

Even the two strongest families in the city have become his partners, so now, Uranus can only choose to stand still.

"Let Hermes monitor Freya and Loki's people first, and see how the situation is." Uranus said helplessly

As the GM of the game, he can't execute those 'players' at will. After all, in a sense, these players are the 'financial masters' of the game. If he wants to maintain the operation of this game, he can't offend these patrons.

"The Kali family and the Ares family..."

Fels turned the crystal ball lightly, and the scene on the pale bone hand changed again, turning into a vast sea.

The mighty Scarlet Fleet above the sea was heading towards the peninsula where the Dou Country Telskura was located. The flag of the Scarlet Fleet was fluttering under the scorching sun, with a strange eight-pointed star pattern drawn on it.

"Aris rejected our mediation." Fels calmly said

"The last news from the head of the guild stationed in the capital of Lagia was that the newly appointed 'Forge General' by Ares completely emptied King Martius of Lagia and became the de facto leader of Lagia. ruler."

"In just over half a year, a big country with a population of 600,000 people has been evacuated. That guy's means cannot be underestimated, but what I am more afraid of are the 'weapons' that come out of his hands."

"Ah, gunpowder weapon." Uranus said softly

In fact, it is not that no one has invented explosives before this, but there is basically no market for these things in Orari, where the power of the family is prevalent.

However, these weapons shined brilliantly in Ragia, not only that, but also developed by leaps and bounds. The Ragia people have completely embarked on a road to become powerful even without their families.

In the view of Uranus, this is both a good thing and a bad thing.

From the point of view of benefits, Uranus is naturally very happy that the people of the lower realm have mastered the power to deal with monsters without being separated from the gods. But on the downside, it is Ares who masters this power.

A complete war madman, bloodthirsty lunatic, the guy who vividly expressed the concept of God of War.

He is war-loving and crazy. Among the gods in the lower world, there are not none who love war, but he is the only guy like Ares who feels uncomfortable every day without fighting.

It can be predicted that if he really captures the Douguo Telskura, his next target will definitely be aimed at the erratic magic country, or the elf royal court in the Vincennes forest, and then he will definitely be against Ola Li launched an attack.

Whether it wins or loses, Ares can accept any result. That's why he is terrible. The God of War is far more destructive than the God of War and Victory. What the latter wants is victory, what the former wants is war!

"Not only that, some of the technologies that flowed from that man, artificial giants, family blood purification, transformation and strengthening, human body alchemy... I think he may not be from this world."

Fels clenched the crystal ball slightly, and said softly

She really knows too much about alchemy, because hundreds of years ago when she was still a human, she developed the alchemy treasure 'Sage's Stone' that can make the mortal race immortal.

But the final result was like this, Fels became a dry bone, the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed by her former main god, and she never talked about alchemy.

But even without delving into alchemy, her insights are still there. The alchemy of this man who calls himself arrogant Pride is something she marvels at as well.

"Maybe, but I can't leave Orari to find his troubles." Uranus said weakly

The Lord God of the guild must stay here and use his divine power to suppress the dungeon, otherwise once he leaves his post, the dungeon will start to riot.

"Aren't you unable to do anything in the end?" Fels squinted at Uranus, smiling mockingly

"The great Lord God of the guild is actually a person who can't do anything..."

"This is the boundary of those who set the rules." Uranus closed his eyes wearily, and said softly

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"Get out!!!"

The luxurious celadon cup was slammed on the door frame and shattered, and the trembling servant fled the dark room as if fleeing.

On the hospital bed, the angry Kahn Crozo was out of breath, looking at the ray of evening sunlight shining into the dark room along the crack of the door frame, roaring like a collapse.

He has been lying on this sick bed for a long time.

He lifted his quilt, looked at the two bare short legs underneath, covered his face in collapse and cried loudly.

Comminuted fractures of the lower limbs, necrosis of the nerves and arthropods, such serious injuries cannot be recovered even with the medicine provided by the Mihe family.

Kahn suffered such serious injuries when he attacked the last city of Izodia. He followed Ares' order, fulfilled the will of the Lord God, and ushered in glory for the Crozo family!

Ares also allowed the Crozo family to re-enter the center of power in Lagia as promised, and Kahn should have retired with honor.

However, he couldn't bear such a result.

Kahn once thought that he could accept such an ending. The soldier desperately fulfilled the order of the Lord God, retired with honor and returned to his hometown, and told his grandson the story of the past by the fire in winter.

But he found that he couldn't. When he closed his eyes, he would always think of his killing. When he opened his eyes, he always wanted to jump out of bed and raise his sword to fight bloody battles for the Lord God.

He found that he loves the battlefield so much, and loves the meat grinder that smells like blood and fire.

But he can't do anything now, he... a useless person! ! !

Kahn tremblingly took out the poison on his chest, and when the last light of dusk disappeared from the room, he was about to swallow the poison.

"Do you desire blood and glory?"

A deep and cold voice mixed with scorching steam suddenly sounded in front of Kahn

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a pair of scarlet red robes with golden eight-pointed star patterns covering the huge steel body.

"Master Pride..." Kahn shouted out the name of the person who came in astonishment

A legend, a legend of the Kingdom of Ragia, a god-favored person of Ares that has convinced countless Ragia people!

Founding general Pride, rising like a meteor, the man also won the favor of Ares at a speed like a meteor. He is the creator of the giant Ymir, the high lord of the mechanical gods who ruled Ragia, and the existence that brought essential changes to Ragia.

The machinery, technology, and weapons that emerged from his hands transformed Lagia from top to bottom at the fastest speed. And his strength is beyond doubt, he is a man with no dead ends in all aspects.

In today's Ragia, the real ruler has long since changed from King Martius to Cast General Pride, which is something everyone knows. His authority is unquestionable, and he is the second icy sun almost alongside Ares in Lagia!

"Does the heir of the Crozo family want to die without honor on his own bed?"

Staring arrogantly at the poison in Kahn's hand, he said contemptuously

"Karn Crozo, your family is the pillar and elite of My God Cult, but you don't have the talent in this area. The blacksmith family, you are a fighter."

Kahn clenched his fists, bowed his head and said nothing

"And now, you want to commit suicide weakly here? What a waste of materials... Kahn, are you eager to win glory for your god again?"

Kahn raised his head sharply, looked arrogantly, his lips trembling

Without hesitation, he propped himself up with his hands and jumped off the bed, knelt down in front of the haughty face and lowered his haughty head.

"Are you longing for blood and skulls, longing for fighting on the battlefield? Do you long to use your enemy's weapons to cast a brass throne for Ares, and use your enemy's skulls to build the steps of the God of War?"

Arrogant looked down on Kahn, his voice was full of indescribable malice and temptation

"I am willing!" Kahn replied without hesitation, even though this answer may make his soul fall into a boundless hell

"Very good!" He smiled arrogantly and joyfully.

"Then I announce that you have been selected as the first experimental subject of my brand new project. You will regain your legs, no, you will have a body that is stronger than your current body."

"You will become Ares's sleepless war machine, a bloodthirsty madman, with unceasing rage surging in your veins, and your brain will always be struggling with the rage of fighting and the thirst for blood. "

"Even so, are you still willing?"

"I am willing!" Kahn's answer was still decisive, his scarlet hair was touching the ground, and there was only strong desire and greed in his eyes.

"Then from today, you will be selected as the first target of the 'Blood God Warrior' plan." He smiled arrogantly and playfully

"Your transformation will start today. If it goes well, you will have the opportunity to participate in the attack on Telskura. Use your results to prove your loyalty and my technology."

"Believe me, Kahn, you will become the incarnation of glory, you will become Ares'... God's chosen champion!"

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The sea area outside the port of Meilian is full of blue waves, the endless sea is turbulent, and the icy wind and dark clouds cover thousands of miles. In this biting cold wind, one scarlet warship after another sails towards the depths of the sea .

There are a total of eighty-eight warships here, all using the technology provided by Pride, using steel, fire, and immortal souls as engines, using wooden boards inscribed with runes and blasphemous words, and monster leather. Finally sent to the chaotic warship on the sea.

Even if these huge warships exist on the ocean, they can cause the navigator to panic instinctively. They will have the illusion that these scarlet ships seem to be living creatures, stretching out their claws and tentacles ferociously towards them.

The scarlet battle flag of the eight-pointed star was fluttering in the strong wind. On the deck, the person in charge of directing the attack on the peninsula where Telskura was located was the current Governor of the Imperial Navy, First Crown Prince Marius.

It's just different from the handsome young man in the past. At this time, Marius not only wears blindfolds, his soft hair is shaved into a short inch, he wears a black and gold navy uniform and a high-brimmed hat, and he wears a power commander around his waist. The sword looks extremely gloomy.

"Isn't it a little too big for us to directly attack the port of Telskura?"

Beside him, Marius' adjutant Artius said worriedly to the prince.

"After all, Telskura is a country famous for its powerful warriors. Their sailing skills may be mediocre, but they are best at using small boats to fight gangs. If you attack rashly, there may be mistakes."

Their fleet is now sailing to Yarajie, the largest capital port of Dou Nation Telskura on the peninsula. That is to say, they brazenly chose to challenge Dou Nation in the most direct and stupid way.

"Do you think I can't take them down and bring glory to the Empire?"

Marius looked at his old adjutant, and suddenly sneered:

"Do you also think that my crown prince should be deprived and this country must be ruled by that man?"

"Subordinates dare not!" Altius hurriedly lowered his head and said

"Yes, it doesn't matter!" Marius raised his left hand hidden under the cloak, and what was there was no longer an arm of flesh and blood, but steel with runes engraved on it.

"I will use the blood of 300,000 people in Telskura to prove to Ares that I, Marius, will be the heir to the Ragia Empire! It is not only the It's the oil guy!"

Marius' words contained strong resentment towards arrogance. After all, who would take kindly to a person who took away the power of himself and his father, and stepped on their heads to stand on the throne?