Although keeping believers in the Kingdom of God is beneficial for a while, it will be all disadvantages later on, which is tantamount to slow suicide, but Leylin doesn't care at all.
Because what he lacks most now is time!
The longer it drags on, the better it is for him.
As long as he condenses the priesthood of [Death] before the total collapse of faith, then he can directly lead the main body over and start the final battle again.
At that time, Mystra, Kelenvor and other powerful gods will have their own level 8 limit wizards to deal with them, so they won't be able to care about Leylin at all.
"It's just... the comprehension of the rules of death seems to require some external conditions..."
A hint of darkness flashed in Leylin's eyes: "If more souls are provided to the chip as experimental specimens, the progress of analyzing the rules can be further accelerated..."
It's just that the number of souls that need to be supplied with chips for research is not so easy to gather.
According to Leylin's rough estimate, at least 10,000 ordinary souls are needed, which may be enough for one observation of the chip, but to fully deduce the rules of death, the souls needed, and the power of death produced during annihilation, It was a terrifying number, and it could only be enough if Leylin frantically filled in all his believers. Of course, he would never do that.
"In this case, it seems that the only way to obtain a large number of souls is the main material plane, as well as hell and the abyss..."
Devils and demons were also transformed from soul worms at the beginning, so they can also be used as samples.
As for the main material world, Leylin is not going to go there, and he doesn't want to help the devil and the devil start a bloody battle. Although this can be called a meat grinder, he can get as much death power as he wants, but unfortunately it is not in his interest. .
After all, he is a true god, not those hell lords.
Defeating the devil will not do him any good. The first three levels of hell have also been turned into private affairs. The force is directly under his control and turned into a force that supports the entire kingdom of God. Naturally, there is no need to please anything.
"In that case... Is there only one choice left for me?"
Leylin looked over the holy mountain, and seemed to have come directly to the bottom of the Kingdom of God, the junction with the four hells.
There, a densely packed army of devils clad in steel armor is waiting.
"The other party seems to have the same idea..."
Leylin directly yelled the slogan of the Lord of Hell in the sacrificial rites, so he naturally coveted the control over the entire Bator Hell.
And those hell lords will obviously not be defenseless.
Even though they were afraid of each other and lost Asmodeus, the titular leader, they seemed to be in a state of disunity, but they remained consistent when facing Leylin before, and firmly blocked the influence of the God of Slaughter on all four sides. The first layer of hell—Besides Phlegethos, the hell lord Samael there is also a powerful devil lord. After preparation, even if Leylin descends in the floating city, he might be sure of escaping. After receiving the support of other hell lords, he became the vanguard against Leylin.
Up to now, more and more demon armies are gathering at the border, and they are no longer even in a defensive posture, but are about to start a counterattack or an invasion!
"Interesting! The Frost Devil Legion, and the Eriny Demon Legion?"
Leylin's divine sense swept over the army of demons, and he immediately understood the composition of them. The traces of help from other hells were extremely conspicuous.
"Finally unite and prepare to resist me?"
There was a sneer on the corner of Leylin's mouth: "Even if Asmodeus recovers, it is impossible to have such a powerful means to unite other hell lords, even if he keeps advocating my threats..."
"And... being injured by the force of the world, how can it be so easy to recover? Unless a true god with powerful divine power helps..."
Almost instantly, Leylin understood the essence of this danger.
Asmodeus must have received the help of a powerful divine power, which even made it unite with other hell lords to attack Leylin.
When it comes to the means of playing tricks, compared with Leylin, those powerful divine powers probably need tens of thousands of years of training.
"So...Gnuschu, or Mystra?"
With a slight movement in his heart, Leylin had already listed the two biggest suspects, and he personally preferred the latter.
"Mystra's possibility is very high... It seems that the Goddess of the Magic Web is going to stare at me..."
Leylin felt a little angry in his heart: "First of all, I colluded with Kelanwo and cut off the soul supply of believers in my kingdom of God, and then secretly funded the devils to start a counterattack against my kingdom of God... preparing to slowly consume my strength, Even forcing my body to go to the underworld, is it easy to ambush?"
The clear gaze made Leylin instantly understand the enemy's plot: "Unfortunately... the only thing you miscalculated is my strength..."
After sneering, Leylin's divine sense permeated the entire Kingdom of God, pulling the two of them over in an instant.
"My lord! The Devil Hunter Legion is ready and on standby at any time..."
Isabelle was wearing a bright red armor with a flaming cloak behind her, making her look very heroic.
What's more important is that the aura on her body is getting deeper and deeper, with a faint smell like a prehistoric giant beast. Obviously, with the support of Leylin's divine grace, the red dragon blood in her body has been continuously purified, and now it has reached the peak of legend.
And next to her is the original paladin Rafiniya, who has now become the legendary Pleasure Demon Phoenix.
The more holy a paladin is, the more powerful he will gain when he is dying. With Phoenix's original level of piety, he has now directly entered the rank of high-level legend.
Although she could also choose the form of the deep hell refining demon, Leylin still chose to do the same thing as Asmodeus did to the erotic queen Gracia, and promote Phoenix For the sole pleasure of the demon form, she entered the rank of the great devil.
If one day in the future, Phoenix enters the realm of the Queen of Pleasure Demons, Gracia's face must be very pretty.
"Very good! Remember, your mission is defense, don't go beyond the boundaries of the Kingdom of God... When necessary, my avatar will directly participate in the battle..."
After handing over the command of the Devil Hunter Legion to these two, Leylin sent them away, but he was silently calculating in his heart.
The advantage of the devil hunter is that it can seal the devil and gain power.
In hell, fighting against the army of devils is also of great benefit to the promotion of the devil hunters under his command.
Moreover, as long as one stays in the Kingdom of God and is protected by the power of the Kingdom of God's rules, it should be enough to confront the invading army of demons, to support the war with war, and the more wars, the stronger they become.
After all... Once there is a shortage of devil hunters, they can be recruited directly from believers.
As early as when designing this class, Leylin had specifically considered this aspect. Therefore, the devil hunter has the lowest requirement for talent, and the level of strength depends entirely on the strength of the sealed devil.
Therefore, for those devil hunters who want to work hard to make progress, fighting the devil's army is nothing short of heaven!
…
At the same time, outside the endless void, the fiery figure of the Queen of Desires, the current ruler of the six layers of hell, and the devil lord Gracia emerged, saluting another old devil.
"Father! Our legion is ready!"
"Ahem... very good, my daughter..."
This old devil, who looks old and seriously ill, has black eyes, a goatee, and devil horns on his head. He is the king of the nine hells, the titular lord of all devils—Asmodeus Si!
"Samael... Levistus... and Belupe Olu... Mephistopheles from Carnia, I'm glad you all came here... That's great... We lords, have How long has it been since we met together like this... "
Asmodeus looked at several evil phantoms around him, and began to roll his name slowly.
These hell lords gathered together so completely that even the surrounding void seemed to be unable to bear it, and wailed in pain.
"Among us, I'm sorry to see a few faces missing, such as Beluse Babu on the second floor, and Mamun on the third floor... Of course, there is also a new face, my dear daughter— Gracia!"
Asmodeus spoke in a somewhat rambling manner.
"Enough... Isn't the only purpose of our gathering here is for that Kukulkan?"
Samael roared, the flames of anger burning around his body.
The other hell lords may have been invited, or they came purely to watch the excitement, but it is not so easy!
Who made Phlegethos directly under Leylin's divine kingdom, facing the most terrifying pressure at all times—since Leylin beheaded Mammon, poor Samuel almost wanted to hide in Phlegethos In the deepest part of the world, guarding yourself with a steel fortress full of curses and traps can give you a little sense of security.
"Of course... Destroying that God of Slaughter and restoring the true face of hell is also the fundamental purpose of our gathering here!"
Asmodeus' expression froze.
Although it didn't need to face Leylin's pressure directly, the other party's coveting of hell also made it feel a strong sense of crisis, not to mention that the other party's believers prayed day and night that the other party was the maker of order, the manipulator of evil, and the devil. Commander, pressed Asmodeus to the ground and slapped his face.
"Jie Jie..."
The strange laughter came from around, making Gracia's face extremely ugly.
"For the sake of the unified command of the coalition forces, I suggest that we immediately sign a contract and assign our respective tasks. I can guarantee... I don't want any of the layers of hell that I got after the war... just restore the original appearance of hell and make that god of killing fall. Dust..."
Asmodeus flipped open the black contract book in his hand, and solemnly assured that it's just that the other surprised hell lords didn't notice the endless coldness hidden at the bottom of his eyes...