They were just a pair of smart people who kept themselves safe. Although they followed the trend and came to this world with hundreds of millions of huge legions, they did not really join the ancient war of gods. wWw, QuAnBen-XIaoShuo, COm all their prophetic abilities are used to save themselves and their subordinates' lives, which gives the Legion of Destiny the most negative nicknames such as the most merciful legion and the smartest legion.
"That's it!" Lin Qi put down the tea cup. He looked at the Terome couple who had told him all their plans, and rubbed his brows helplessly. This was truly an extremely strange couple in the camp of the gods. Lin Qi could not describe his feelings about them.
According to Lin Qi's position, the Terome couple with the ability to predict are enemies that must be eradicated. But they actually found themselves, and if they wanted to take refuge in themselves, then it seemed that things didn't have to be so desperate, right? After pondering for a while, Lin Qi threw this question to Hell and Heaven Mountain.
After some silence, Hell slowly said: "Before the death of those adults who left the Yuan Realm and embarked on the road of conquest, I received a lot of information sent back by the Yuan Realm units before they fell into sleep, including various... All the detailed files of the various tribes of God. The destiny of the Achaer tribe. They are different from other tribesmen. They are very smart and they can cooperate!"
The voice of hell became particularly gloomy and evil, and he suddenly laughed strangely: "Of course, there are people in the destiny system who are full of malice towards human beings, but they will definitely not be the two juniors in front of me. I agree for the time being. Their condition is that after I regain some strength, I will invade their souls with the Hell Demon Soul Seed and completely control their life and death, so I won’t be afraid of them making trouble!"
The goddess of fate filled Lin Qi with another cup of tea, and Lin Qi picked up the tea cup. His deep eyes swept over Terome and his wife one by one, and then nodded gently: "Then, you will all listen to me from now on, can you do it? You also have the power of the main god level, but you are just two people. A low-level main god, barely breaking through to the mid-level main god."
Shaking his head, Lin Qi sighed: "Compared with Mu Wei, the God of Dawn, and the God of Punishment, your power is too weak. Although you are both the main god, your status and power in the Asheer Clan It is completely incomparable to them. If such a devastating day really comes, even if you have the power of prophecy, you will not be able to escape the final...death!"
Pointing to his heart, Lin Qi said calmly: "Only by believing in me, only by obeying me, and only by submitting to me, can you have the hope of eventual survival. This is not just what I said. It was also predicted by you. So. , what is your decision?”
The goddess of fate smiled. He gently held Terome's hands. Her star-like pale silver eyes looked deeply at Lin Qi, and then she nodded: "Our only daughter, Aimo, who was born sixteen years ago, will follow you. Well, please pay attention. Protect her identity, because no one knows that we have a daughter except us, my wife, and a few of our most loyal maids."
Sixteen years ago, when most of the gods were still sleeping and not as active as they are now, Terome and his wife had given birth to a daughter. Lin Qi glanced at Terome. He really couldn't comment on the couple's behavior. They had a daughter, and she was a daughter of pure Asier blood. They actually kept the news secretly until now.
Seemingly understanding the complex meaning in Lin Qi's eyes, Teromu helplessly spread his hands and voiced out his complaints - there are basically no good people among the Axiers, except for Teromu and his wife. , only Mu Wei and a handful of other goddesses have better personalities and qualities. As for the other male gods, their minds are twisted to the extreme, and they are all bullies, dominators and do all kinds of evil.
Especially the God of War, Mudel, and the God of Punishment, they are two hungry ghosts of lust. What they are planning all day long is how to conquer those goddesses, how to get them by legal or illegal, gentle or violent means. **go. As far as Terome knew, among the surviving gods after the ancient divine war, the sudden disappearance of several mid-level goddesses known for their beauty was inseparable from the God of Punishment.
Under such circumstances, how could Terome and the Goddess of Destiny dare to reveal Aimo's existence? They guarded this secret until today, until Lin Qi agreed to their conditions. After the ancient war of gods, Aimo was the first descendant of the Achael protoss to have pure Achael bloodline, and possess a prophecy talent that was a hundred times more powerful than her parents!
Unlike those demigod descendants born from gods and female believers, Aimo is the only pure divine descendant of the Ashe Clan over the years. What's more, what horrifies the Terome couple is that Aimo has a strength close to that of a lower god since she was born. She has reached the peak level of a higher god since she was born, and as she grows up day by day, her strength continues to improve. promote.
It is precisely because Aimo has such an amazing talent that Terome and his wife dare not let her appear in front of others. They can only carefully hide her in their sleeping space, not daring to let anyone know Aimo's existence. .
"That's it!" Lin Qi looked at Terome with twinkling eyes: "Have you heard that the Eight-faced God King Ninzei of the Spiritual God Clan has a son? Well, you are the God of Destiny, so this news should not be hidden from you. Bar?"
Terome spread his hands and looked at Lin Qi with a strange tone: "Your Majesty Lin Qi may not know yet. Of course, it is difficult for the Spirit God Clan to reproduce naturally. It is very difficult for them to have a descendant. But. It is not so easy for us, the Acher clan, to naturally reproduce a descendant. For a descendant of pure Acher blood, on average, it would take a couple about a thousand years to have an heir, because of our pregnancy rate. Not high either.”
After a slight pause, Terome said calmly: "The children of the God of Punishment, the God of Morning, and the female believers are mixed-blooded. Those so-called descendants of gods, because of their human blood, are only at the semi-god level at their strongest. The strength of the gods. Generally speaking, the pure-blooded descendants of gods born to our Achaer clan are the strongest and can possess the power of the peak of the middle gods."
Lin Qi looked at Terome in surprise: "So, Aimo is a special case?"
Terome let out a deep breath: "It's a very special case, so we no longer dare to hide her in the divine realm. Anyway, according to our predictions, you are our only chance of survival. So Aimo will follow you from now on, I'm not joking, you can treat her as a maid or a concubine, whatever you want."
Lin Qi picked up the tea cup and drank a cup of tea.
The goddess of fate walked away for a while. When she came back, she was followed by a timid girl who was afraid of everything she saw and who at the same time found it extremely novel. She is said to be a sixteen-year-old girl, but she looks to be the same size as Mr. Mo's daughter Itris, that is, the height of an ordinary twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl.
Aimo, who had a strength that was close to that of a lower god, and whose prophecy talent was a hundred times stronger than her parents, timidly grabbed her mother's long skirt and walked over step by step. She shrank behind the goddess of fate and curiously poked out half of her face to look at Lin Qi. When she found that Lin Qi was also looking at her, Aimo blushed and hurriedly hid her entire body.
The corner of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, and he looked at Terome: "A child who is very afraid of giving birth!"
Teromu spread his hands helplessly: "Well, she basically has no contact with outsiders! We don't dare to let her come into contact with those bastards of the Axier clan! You have no idea what those bastards did behind the scenes. Shameful things!”
Taking out a bitter breath, Terome lowered his voice gently: "As a clan, the gods have all fallen during their long sleep. Hey, you can't imagine how low they have fallen. Including the god of knights who was once known as the most upright and honorable war temple, he has also become a damn bastard!"
Reaching out his hand and gently stroking Aimo's long silver hair, Terome sighed softly and shook his head helplessly. He complained in a low voice to Lin Qi, and at the same time, Lin Qi finally understood why sixteen-year-old Aimo looked like a three- or five-year-old child in mind and expression.
This is a problem that all original races cannot avoid. Their children will have extremely strong power as soon as they are born, with power at the level of lower gods or middle gods. But their children mature very slowly. For example, for the elves, their children have to wait until they are four to five hundred years old to be mentally mature.
Moreover, for the children of the original race, their strength increases very slowly. For example, the Azer clan is considered a relatively powerful clan among the major races. If their pure-blooded descendants have the strength of a mid-level god when they are born and want to be promoted to the level of a high-level god, they must rely solely on their own strength. Cultivation and long-term accumulation are estimated to take millions or even tens of millions of years.
The human bloodline is something that all major original races keep a close eye on. Human children are extremely weak when they are born, and their souls are also extremely weak. However, it only takes a dozen years for human beings to mature physically and mentally. They start practicing when they are three or five years old. It only takes a few thousand years to possess the major original races for millions, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years. The terrifying strength that only one can possess.
The gods' camp suffered such a big loss during the Ancient God War, which showed that many combat units in the Yuan Realm were no longer able to participate in the war, and that humans had reached the point where their fuel was exhausted, but every few decades, there would be a large group of powerful people. Strong human warriors join the war. Human beings reproduce one generation every twenty years, and during wartime, their strength increases hundreds or even thousands of times more efficiently than during peacetime. (To be continued...)