The cigar in his mouth had reached its end. Lin Qi grabbed the cigar butt, which was as thick as a carrot, and punched it hard on Kurculun's forehead. wWw,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,CoMAlthough the poor undead god didn't feel the pain of this spark, the extreme humiliation made him roar loudly: "Damn it, you will definitely be punished! Great supreme undead god The temple has returned to the human world, and you will definitely be punished!"
Temple of the Dead? Lin Qi narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he had never heard of this thing. The Undead Continent has always been a restricted area for living beings. They rarely communicate with the outside world. The entire Undead Continent is just like its name, lifeless, closed and conservative, and very little news about the Undead Continent has spread.
The Dragon Witch King sneered: "The Temple of the Dead has appeared again. I know about it, Kurculun, of course I know about it! It is precisely because of this that I returned to the ground world, and I came to find a , the merest hope!”
'hope'! When this word came out of the mouth of an old undead lich, Lin Qi found it very strange. He looked at the Dragon Witch King, couldn't it be said that the undead are good at making people despair? Do they still need such a thing as 'hope'
Feeling Lin Qi's surprised gaze, the Dragon Witch King nodded fiercely: "Your Majesty Lin Qi, little guy, I came to the surface world with the greatest sincerity. I want to find a hope for all the children in the Abyss of the Undead, A hope that they can continue to survive!”
After laughing bitterly for a few times, the Dragon Witch King narrowed his eyes and gently flicked the tea cup in his palm with his fingers.
"Maybe the gods themselves haven't felt it yet, or they are just brewing something. But when the Temple of the Dead appears again, and when the main gods of the major pantheons regain their strength, a huge crisis is imminent."
"You mean, a new divine war?" Lin Qi looked at the Dragon Witch King disapprovingly: "This is not worth worrying about. The scale of this divine war will definitely be many times smaller than the ancient divine war. Maybe not By the time the abyss world feels anything, the war will be over."
"Then what?" The Dragon Witch King looked at Lin Qi seriously: "Perhaps as a God's Chosen One, you don't understand the stakes! If many gods fight and both sides suffer, then the world can still maintain a certain balance. But If a certain pantheon wins the final victory in the war and eliminates all enemies, then disaster will come to this world."
Lin Qi quickly thought of what Mu Wei had said to him, the difference between creatures that could provide the power of faith and those that could not. He took out a rum bottle, poured a few sips of rum into his mouth, and then fell into deep thought.
The Dragon Witch King stared at Lin Qi. He did not speak, as if he was just expecting Lin Qi to figure out some truth on his own.
I thought about it for a long time. Lin Qicai nodded slowly: "If a god from the Protoss wins, then it will be a great purge? All those useless creatures will be wiped out? If this is the case, then..."
The Dragon Witch King exhaled heavily and raised his head. He said calmly: "It seems that you know this, which surprises me. I don't know where you obtained these core secrets belonging to the gods. But this also makes me very happy, because I can save a lot of saliva, Of course, I don’t have much to say now.”
After saying some nonsense, the Dragon Witch King signaled the maid behind him to refill a cup of tea: "I single-handedly established the Abyss of the Undead, and I took several brothers who survived the disaster. It took a huge amount of power to establish the Abyss of the Undead. , to maintain the order inside. As for the children of the Abyss of the Undead, they only account for less than one thousandth of the undead with the so-called royal family and royal blood. "
Lin Qi took a few more sips of wine. He looked at the Dragon Witch King and nodded: "According to the knowledge of the gods, nine hundred and ninety-nine out of a thousand undead souls who cannot provide the power of faith will become the best cannon fodder." The candidates for the legion. And the remaining royal families and royal families..."
The Dragon Witch King smiled cruelly: "They will become pure breeding machines. Under the control of the gods, they will lose their power, their freedom, their dignity, their history, their civilization, and their memory of everything. They will become Domestic animals raised in captivity are frantically reproducing future generations, providing the gods with a steady stream of faith."
After laughing sarcastically for a few times, the Dragon Witch King looked at Lin Qi and said coldly: "The reason why the gods have not done this now is because there are still differences and competition between the major gods. They need those cannon fodder legions to help. They fight! They are not willing to let those believers who can devote their faith die, so they need a lot of cannon fodder!"
"Once a single pantheon of gods achieves final and complete victory, all civilization will end!" The Dragon Witch King looked deeply at Lin Qi: "I have experienced that era, and I know much more than you do. Human civilization is just a piece of shit.”
"But if a certain pantheon of gods wins the final victory, humanity will not even have this pile of shit left! Because after they win, they will not need to retain these civilizations at all, because of this insignificant flower of civilization , is no longer needed. Casting technology is no longer needed; magic rune skills are no longer needed; magic technology is no longer needed; magic, writing, printing, and even wine making, food and mining are no longer needed. Because There is no need for war anymore!”
"The gods will return mankind to the era of ignorance, and allow all humans and other royal families and royal blood descendants to return to the era of slash-and-burn farming, allowing them to retain huge numbers but lose all their civilization."
The Dragon Witch King stood up, clenched his fists with both hands and roared in a low voice: "Lin Qi, little guy, do you know how sad that is?"
Lin Qi drank a bottle of rum, and then burped: "Uh, a pig beast in captivity?"
The Dragon Witch King pursed his lips strangely and smiled: "It is even more miserable than the pig beast. At least the gods will not swallow the soul of the pig beast. That is too cheap. But the human soul is the favorite tonic of the gods!"
Lin Qi remained silent for a long time. He could naturally think of the terrifying scenes in the Dragon Witch King's words.
When a protoss wins the final victory, defeats other protoss and stands on the top of the gods, since they cannot provide the power of faith to those members of the cannon fodder legion, what use do the gods have for them? Are they left to consume resources and waste food
Rather than letting them waste living space, it is better to kill all the creatures that cannot provide the power of faith, leaving ample space for the survival of those devout believers. In this way, while the land and resources of this world remain at their original level, the number of believers who can provide the power of faith can increase by at least a hundred times!
It is conceivable that when the gods of that pantheon won the final victory, it would be the moment when blood rained from the sky, countless creatures were slaughtered, and their souls were devoured. And after those creatures that cannot provide the power of faith are killed, the fate of the remaining humans and other royal families and royal families can be imagined.
All their civilization will be completely exterminated, and they will become a group of savages who know nothing but worship the gods. Think about it, the nobles of the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent now waste a lot of meat and fine wine every year. Their lives are extravagant, and those powerful magicians and craftsmen consume huge amounts of magic materials.
All this is because of the existence of civilization. Because of civilization, the consumption of resources will increase hundreds or thousands of times. If a certain god system becomes the only god clan, they can completely destroy civilization and return all intelligent creatures to a state of ignorance.
An ordinary baron in the Western Continent consumes enough materials and food in a year to feed a thousand primitive people! And the power of faith that a thousand simple-minded primitive people can provide is at least 10,000 times that of a baron with distracting thoughts!
Under the same consumption level, to obtain 10,000 times the power of faith, great and aloof gods, why don't they do this? Destroy all the fires of civilization and plunge humans and other races into darkness and ignorance. Relying on the huge power of faith, the power of the gods will increase at a flying speed!
Lin Qi could imagine what kind of world it was. It would be a dark, suffocating, and desolate world. Countless zombies were walking in groups on the desert. When the chariots of the gods roared past from high altitude, At that time, the walking corpses would kneel down on the ground devoutly, prostrating themselves to offer their piety and faith to the gods.
When their bodies begin to age and gradually decay, their souls will be harvested and become the last meal of the gods.
Lin Qi stared at the Dragon Witch King: "I can understand the fear contained in your words."
The Dragon Witch King's body trembled, he took a deep breath, and then slapped Kurculun on the face: "So I hate these gods, whether they are so-called righteous gods or evil ones. Gods, any living god is a disgusting existence. Only dead gods are good gods!"
Kulculun, who was thrown on the long table, laughed sarcastically. The sharp and unpleasant laughter made Lin Qi want to pull out his tongue: "Hey, two gods with powerful divine power, you are actually here. Say, dead gods are good gods? Then shouldn’t you get rid of yourselves first?”
Lin Qi and the Dragon Witch King looked at Kurculun at the same time, then Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders and pointed at Kurculun: "I hate this guy, if you don't mind, I will cut his soul open. Dig out his memory completely. As for his soul, how about half of it for each of us?" (To be continued.)