Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 51:
Man is a knife, I am a fish, and I am talking about the situation of the plague god.
According to his past style, it is natural to hide and no one sees. But if Sui Xiong really took Akain and Sanwu to find him, it would be fine if he couldn’t find it. If he found it, he would probably end his life.
Because of the restraint of the priesthood, he may not even be able to fight against the weakest frontal combat power among the gods of Sui Xiong’s subordinates. In addition, a godhead also restrains him, but he is much better at fighting than Sanwu. Akain, it’s good luck for him to escape.
However… don’t forget that in addition to these two his nemesis, Sui Xiong is there!
If you really face this kind of battle, the God of Plague will never have any chance of escape, and maybe even have no chance of surrendering—eliminating the gods that conflict with his priesthood can greatly increase his divinity. The Void God Element will definitely chop him up and become the **** of healing and the nourishment of the **** of healing to enhance his strength.
So Wo La is confident that he can persuade the **** of plague and Sui Xiong to meet, because he knows that the other party is afraid of himself, or in other words, the void **** system he represents.
Therefore, he did not notice that in the eyes of the plague **** with his head down, it was not fear but hope that flickered.
Why did Majesty the Void want to talk to himself? He probably guessed the reason.
Although it was not controlled by him, the main plane did show signs of plague. If it develops normally, it will not take long for a major plague that will sweep the western part of the mainland. It is conservatively estimated that hundreds of thousands of people will die, and it is not surprising that even a million will die.
This great plague can provide a lot of power for the plague god, but he does not intend to really let this plague happen.
With the development of medical technology, the frequency of plagues on the mainland is decreasing, and the scale is slowly shrinking. Other gods may not know this, but the plague **** himself is very clear.
Because there are not many believers, he has not been hindered by the power of faith, and he still maintains a good sobriety. So he has been thinking about this time, where is his future?
It is said that there is no way to the world, even if there is no plague on the main plane, there will be plagues in other worlds, which is enough to maintain the godhead of the plague god. However, he is not the only deity in the world who holds the “Plague” as the priesthood. Just as the “Ocean” controlled by the Ocean Goddess, more than 80% are the oceans of the main plane. In fact, he does not have much control over the oceans of other worlds. The situation of the God of Plague It’s also very similar. If there is really no plague on the main plane, his godhead is afraid that it will fall to the level of weak divine power, and may even fall to the level of quasi-god.
In this regard, the plague **** is not very worried. He was conferring a **** back then, nothing more than the pursuit of immortality. As long as he can live forever, the quasi **** is no big deal.
But if he just admits defeat and rolls out of the Pantheon in a humble manner, he will always be a little unwilling.
I’ve been the **** of the plague for so many years anyway, why did I get confused into the street?
So he had long wanted to see His Majesty Void Mask, who cultivated medical treatment and treatment of the two gods, and asked carefully what was going on.
In recent years, He has been waiting for the opportunity, and for this reason, it is even rare to send a communication avatar to station in the Pantheon-you know, in the past, he never went to the Pantheon at all to avoid being discovered.
The reason why the avatar is stationed in the Pantheon is to find a chance to meet and talk with Majesty the Void Mask.
In fact, he also knows that he is sincere by visiting directly. However, as an extremely senior home creature, he really couldn’t take the courage to visit others, so he had to lie down on the seat of the Pantheon and quietly wait for the opportunity.
Now, when there are signs of a large-scale plague on the main plane, and His Majesty the Void wants to see himself, he knows that the opportunity is here.
“I will stop this plague.” A few days later, when he met in a small deserted world, he didn’t even bother to greet him, and he just said this.
Sui Xiong was stupefied by him instead-although he really wanted to ask the **** of plague to help prevent this great plague that might provoke a thousand li in Chidi, why didn’t he start to persuade him? Just express your opinion first?
Director, this script is wrong!
“In exchange, I also want to ask your Majesty Masked Void on something.” The second sentence of the plague **** finally made Sui Xiong feel that it was not that the script was wrong, but that the actor had a problem.
If the **** of plague goes to make a movie, it will definitely be a box office poison. It depends on his **** way of speaking. How many superstars come can not fill his hole!
Is there anyone who talks like this? Is there such an upside-down? You have lived for so many years anyhow, don’t you even have a bit of common sense!
Sui Xiong would never admit that, because he was stunned by the **** of plague before, he felt a little bit of anger and anger in his heart.
He murmured secretly, then cleared up his emotions, and talked with the plague **** in detail.
After discussing this in detail, he suddenly found out—what a talent! Wonderful talent!
This guy, the **** of plague, has been the **** of plague for so many years, and he doesn’t even know the cause of the plague and the principle of its spread!
Hey! You are the **** of the plague! Don’t you feel a little sorry for your priesthood?
When Sui Xiong pointed out this point unbearably, the plague **** said nonchalantly: “My priesthood is not achieved by my own efforts. It was taken after the previous plague **** was defeated.”
Sui Xiong really worked hard to resist the urge to beat this guy, and at the same time made up his mind that in the future, he must remain sufficiently wary of such guys who take the path of robbing the priesthood and consecrating the gods.
Otherwise… Maybe they might really be **** off!
This is really prejudice. The gods of the nobles are also robbing the priesthood and making the gods. People are very reliable and stand completely on the position of the nobles.
The situation of the plague **** is really an extremely rare case. After he proclaimed himself a god, he almost focused on the tortoise. The believers did not want it, and the church did not develop. Even if someone prayed to him, he often did not respond at all. If it wasn’t for somehow or other to spread the plague occasionally, and if he was barely fulfilling the priesthood, maybe he would directly lead to the separation of the priesthood because of the inconsistent behavior with the priesthood.
So it is precisely because of this that he has not been corroded by the priesthood of “Plague” too thoroughly, and he can maintain a more sober self.
“It turns out that the plague is like this…” After Sui Xiong gave him a detailed introduction to the nature of the plague, the **** of the plague suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.
At the same time, his body in the kingdom of God suddenly felt that his divine power was growing rapidly~IndoMTL.com~ quickly made up for the losses of these years.
“So… Your Majesty the Void, as the **** of the plague, what should I do?” After the rejoicing, the **** of the plague asked humbly, “Could it be that besides spreading the plague, I really didn’t Is another road easy to follow? This road is not proper!”
“…You also know that this path is improper, so why are you still taking this path?”
“Back then, I joined forces to cut down the severely wounded and weak God of Plague. At that time, I felt that, no matter what, it is the best to be immortal…”
“…I take the liberty to ask, what did you do back then?”
“Me? Bandit.”
“…I mean, besides bandits, what are you good at?”
“Farming, hunting, and collecting wild fruits, as long as I can eat enough, I can do everything. Back then, the days were hard, and it was hard to eat anything, so I almost became a professional bandit after all. It’s the easiest to rob.” The decomposing face of the plague **** showed Sui Xiong’s invisible remembrance. “I remember I robbed a dragon and ate it for half a year…”
Sui Xiong was already a little sluggish, and finally he couldn’t help asking: “What kind of race were you back then?”
“Troll.” The plague **** is not at all ashamed of his origin. “It is the kind of troll that is very common now. I am a poisonous troll. My favorite is to use natural toxins to change food. It has to rot, and then drink it and eat it sticky.”
(…Perhaps I will kill him.)
Sui Xiong sighed deeply, regardless of the plague god’s repeated retention, leaving only “your question, I will slowly think about the answer, and I will contact you after I figure it out”, and hurriedly left. .
Getting along with this guy really makes him feel exhausted…