Planet Pandora.
The Slaughter Divine Church.
Fujia walked calmly along the path paved with bones, surrounded by malevolent gazes, like those of wild beasts, cruel and ferocious. No one would be surprised if these Slaughter madmen suddenly pounced on him.
As you move forward, you see more and more skeletons, until finally a towering, magnificent palace of flesh and blood comes into view.
Fujia slowly extended his hand, palm facing upwards, where a scythe-shaped ornament, glowing with blood-red light, floated silently, radiating tiny rays of blood-red light.
Boom!
The wind pressure hit him hard, and before Fujia could even react, an incredibly robust old man stood in front of him.
"Where did you steal this from? Speak!" The burly old man, who was also the Archbishop of the Slaughter Divine Church, Elatia, grabbed Fujia throat and lifted him up, his Blood Pupil filled with madness.
Fujia's expression remained calm, his gaze slightly lowered, and though his voice was hoarse, it remained composed and unaffected. "Your Excellency, wouldn't it all become clear if you offered this token as a sacrifice to the God of Slaughter?"
"Sacrifice? Right, sacrifice, how could I forget? Hehe, young man, you're quite clever, not bad, not bad..." Upon hearing Fujia's words, Elatia's expression changed drastically. She suddenly burst into laughter and patted Fujia on the shoulder. Like a capricious madman, her tone switched from irritable to gentle and mellow, which seemed incredibly natural.
Although his face remained calm and indifferent, Fujia felt quite helpless inside. If it weren't for His Majesty's order, he would never have wanted to deal with these madmen.
Trying to use your brain with others? They'll laugh at you for not understanding true wisdom... It's like talking to a brick wall, casting pearls before swine, or a scholar encountering a soldier.
However, if the ancestor Balhak were to come here, he would probably find common ground with these Slaughter madmen, Fujia thought strangely.
The crimson light, like the misty fog of dawn, gradually drifted from the sickle-shaped ornament, seemingly communicating with some great being.
After a brief silence, a crimson vortex suddenly descended into the sky, and a pair of enormous eyes, filled with blood-red color but also tinged with golden light, hovered above, indifferently looking down at the kneeling, Slaughter believers below.
Archbishop Elatia was stunned. He truly hadn't expected that the God of Slaughter would personally send down a wisp of his divine will because of that scythe-shaped accessory. What kind of treatment was this?
Buzz!!
A beam of blood-red light descended and struck Elatia's head, causing her to involuntarily close her eyes. Then, the blood-red vortex and the enormous pupil gradually disappeared, and the sky slowly returned to its original color, a hazy gray.
After a long silence, Archbishop Elatia opened his eyes, looked at Fujia, and bowed slightly. "Our God has issued a divine decree to Slaughter Divine Church. We will obey the messenger's orders."
Boom!!
The other Slaughter cultists simultaneously knelt on one knee, the earth trembled, and blood splattered into the sky. This most Lawless and Heaven-Defying force on Planet Pandora was thus Fujia Voga Blood Blade.
Fujia trembled involuntarily, not from fear, but from excitement. Although he had repeatedly overestimated His Majesty, seeing the submissive behavior of these bloodthirsty Slaughter still filled him with awe and reverence for Logo Majesty Logo.
"What exactly is that scythe accessory? Why can it awaken the will of the God of Slaughter?..." Fujia couldn't understand, but he knew that it wouldn't be long before Planet Pandora would fall into His Majesty's hands.
And this was something that, apart from a very few people, no one in the entire Elven Plane noticed.
"Hehe, did it work?"
Nirvana Tower, Logo suddenly looked up at a certain spot, the location of Planet Pandora.
The scythe-shaped accessory that Fujia carries comes from Pureblood Human Race, or more precisely, from the Audora.
A bloodline clone doesn't have that much influence.
As for why the God of Slaughter would give face to Audora, one must consider the true words heard when the Origin Blood Demonic Scythe was awakened.
"Kalenos, Origin Blood Demonic Scythe, Supreme Slaughter..."
That's right, the God of Slaughter Divine Church by the Cult of Slaughter is a member of the Kalenos Family.
The God of Slaughter would certainly not hesitate to grant a request from his pure-blooded descendant.
While these Slaughter madmen certainly belong to the chaotic and evil camp, that doesn't mean they are without reason. These madmen have extreme respect for their own beliefs, even to the point of fanaticism. After all, their power is, to some extent, bestowed by the God of Slaughter. Disobey? You'd be lucky to die!
Having realized that the situation on Planet Pandora was basically resolved and the formation of the Chaos Alliance was a natural progression, Logo continued with his work.
Man proposes, God disposes. The sneak attack by the Primordial Evil God Diorus forced the construction of the Demon Slaughterhouse to be terminated.
Although they later joined forces with Lancelot to deliver a severe blow to the evil god, Logo understood that he and Lancelot had not completely killed Diorus; at most, they had severely injured him.
Then, Hefeisi's sudden appearance caused Logo to frown inwardly.
To be honest, Hefeisi's interference was not a good thing for Logo.
The actions of this disciple of Elven cornered the evil Diorus.
A wild beast that has been thoroughly enraged is not scary.
A beast that has been provoked and has no way out is truly deadly.
Logo originally planned to take advantage of the information gap and the fact that Diorus was unaware of him to make a plan, develop slowly, and accumulate enough power to send the evil god away in one fell swoop.
The longer the development period, the greater the advantage will be for Logo.
Conversely, in the case of a short period of time, it is actually a good thing for the evil god, since He is God Level being and there is no such thing as breaking through a bottleneck; He only needs to recover His power.
More importantly, Diorus is Middle God, which means that He only needs to recover a portion of His power to regain God Level strength.
Once God Level being is reached, it will be very difficult for the Elven Plane to turn the tide. The gap between True God and Demigod is simply too great.
However, the above analysis is based on Logo's perspective.
Hefeisi was unaware that Logo, a superhuman figure, existed in the Elven Plane. Naturally, he relied on the known information to make calculations and acted accordingly, which led to his good intentions backfiring.
Now that things have come to this, lamenting is useless; Logo can only adapt to the changing circumstances and adjust his strategy.
Fortunately, Hefeisi's elemental avatars arrived later, bringing with them the God Level scroll "Spear of Destiny".
The Spear of Destiny has zero initial attack power, but by gathering enough willpower and mobilizing the power of the world through Fate- based abilities, it can gradually accumulate terrifying power, making it a major trump card against evil gods.
In addition, Hefeisi's friendly attitude towards Lancelot made Logo realize that he could have Lancelot influence Lancelot, thereby controlling the closing time of the Civilization Protection Period. This would mean taking control of the situation, and the benefits were obvious.
The Demon Slaughterhouse project has been temporarily shelved, but the Abyss Power still needs to be collected, and the Nirvana Tower must be upgraded to Five-Star Miracle as soon as possible.
Once you achieve Five-Star Miracle quality, the six-star barrier will no longer be a constraint.
Once you reach the six-star level, all levels within the Nirvana Tower will be upgraded.
The production capacity of the "mother hive" in the mass production layer will also increase dramatically, and the mass production capacity of the second-phase Nirvana Legion can be increased tenfold.
Furthermore, it can directly produce elite units at the level of High-Rank Demigod. However, these units no longer belong to the second phase of the Nirvana Legion, but to the third phase, inevitably increasing the difficulty of production.
But at least it can be produced now, right? That's enough!
To collect the Abyss Power, one must possess enough Demons of the Abyss corpses or Abyss resources.
Next, it is necessary to set up an array to extract the Abyss Power.
The latter is particularly complex, requiring dozens of six-star level Rune Array that work together in coordination. Even top alchemists would find it extremely difficult to set it up.
But for Logo, who possesses the Eye of Insight, the Rune Array, an alchemical project that consumes only a small amount of resources, is the simplest task; anyone could do it.
In short, as long as money isn't discussed with Logo now, everything is negotiable.
Logo was busy working at a feverish pace.
Meanwhile, Lancelot was also waiting for the 'guests' who had come from afar.
Familiar sunlight streamed down from the sky. Kudolin stepped down the gangway and instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding light.
"We've returned to the Crimson Continent so easily?" Secretary Lilith whispered in disbelief, immediately drawing echoes from the other Blood Clan.
Ever since their location was exposed after being attacked by the Red Lion Star Pirate Group, everyone, including Kudolin, believed that the Radical Faction of the Crimson Alliance would definitely send powerful figures to intercept them and prevent the Blood Clan from rejoining the Alliance.
Therefore, the Blood Clan, including Kudolin, were filled with anxiety and fear throughout the journey, unable to get a good night's sleep. They even changed their travel routes repeatedly, and kept their detectors at maximum power, ready to avoid danger at any time.
However, all of the Blood Clan ' preparations were like punching thin air, achieving nothing.
They didn't even encounter a single Radical Faction group, let alone any attempts to intercept them. They arrived at the Crimson Continent without any obstacles or difficulties.
"I think it must be because the Crimson Alliance needs us, especially the Titan Fortress. Without our help, these behemoths that can fight against Demigod simply cannot be activated." A relatively young Blood Clan spoke up, his eyebrows raised, and the arrogance that had been hidden due to the successive blows seemed to be about to burst forth again.
His words were echoed by the other Blood Clan, who nodded in agreement.
That's right, it must be so. The Crimson Alliance, having suffered greatly from war, has finally realized the importance of their Blood Clan.
Without the Blood Clan, the Crimson Alliance will only grow weaker. It is precisely because the Alliance's leadership has recognized this that they have suppressed the Radical Faction.
Even the usually rational Kudolin was swayed by this viewpoint and couldn't help but agree somewhat. Perhaps... it really was as Lilith and the others said? The Alliance had come to a realization?