Inzan Nibia was speechless.

"Don't stop talking, I am surprised."

The black-haired young man rubbed his eyebrows and asked with a weird expression.

"I said you guys... Is the so-called "brute force" the only trick? It seems that the same is true for the Tianyi species? Is there no attack on the depths of the soul, or more essential? If my memory serves me correctly, even the Mori species have magic that affects the soul and ideology, but you who are fantasy species do not? "

'……unnecessary. ’

Without the power to fight again, and being slowly eroded by the power of "Chaos", as the defeated Inzaen Nibia, he had to answer the questions of the gods.

‘Release the power in one breath...annihilate...any existence will dissolve...the so-called destruction, it should be like this...’

Understood.

In the final analysis, there is a difference in philosophy.

Just like the Cthulhu family focuses on soul and essence, most of them are serious. The upper creatures of this world also firmly believe that everything under "violence" is a paper tiger, pursuing the purest power. "Marrow Burst" and "Void Zero Protection" were created by the Goblin and Mori Species under this concept.

——Able to reach out and crush to death, what messy bends are you going around?

Among them, the "God of War" Artesh, whose "God Strike" can destroy the planet, is the most typical existence.

Nor can it be said that they have gone the wrong way. Each has its own advantages and strengths. It can only be said that the understanding of power in this world and the Cthulhu demigod Rope are completely different concepts.

‘God...’

Inzaen Nibia interrupted Rope's thinking.

‘This battle is your victory...I don’t have the strength to fight anymore...Then what do you do with me with this "result"? ’

Slowly, the small world is dissipating, and the normal world returns...

Not only that, but Rope also discovered that the fantasy species "Medium Nuclear", which had just been hidden by Inzaen Nibia, appeared in front of him again.

‘I... also have dignity. If you change your mind and want my life, I have no objection. ’

"Oh, unexpectedly spine..."

Floating in the air, watching the fantasy seeds shrunk into a small gray mist, a trace of appreciation flashed through Rope's blue eyes.

‘Where’s your answer? "Inzaen Nibia asked.

Rope did not rush to answer.

He watched at the foot of the "Grass Dome Ship", because of the descending height, he did not endure the impact of Inzaen Nibia, panicked, and was grateful for the escape from the dead.

And the beautiful Mori female who stared at the sky in a daze.

"I hope to get the "Star Cup" and get the dominance of this world. "

Rope spoke.

"But if I participate in the game alone, there are too many uncertainties. Therefore, I will start to create my own race after I find the "habitat". Well, after all, I am now a **** species, and I don’t have my own. Race can’t be justified...I also have a general idea about the habitat..."

Inzaen Nibia quietly listened to the chattering words of the gods in front of him.

It's not unexpected at all.

As long as it is a spirit species, after the spirit is activated, there will be ambitions to dominate the world.

"So, do you want to come?"

Rope reached out his hand toward the gray mist.

"Even Artesius has a fantasy species. I think I am not inferior to him. Naturally, there is no reason to be inferior to him. Do you want to become my "apostle"? Fantasy species. "

Inzan Nibia fell silent.

For a long time, as Rope waited patiently, the voice of the soul sounded.

‘I... I really can’t understand you and other gods. Stopped me and attacked me, and after winning, he asked me to be your apostle... Are you playing with me? ’

"I'm serious."

‘...’

It was another long contemplation.

Just when Rope felt that the other party would refuse, Inzaen Nibia stretched out a chain of gray mist.

That should be simulated by it, similar to the limbs of the "hand".

‘I agree...My name is Yin Zan Nibia, and I use the follow-up of my life as a sacrifice, dedicated to the gods—you. ’

Inzaen Nibia said.

‘The gods, my future lord, how should I call you? ’

"Rope."

The black-haired young man said with a smile, and grasped Inzaen Nibia's gray mist hand that could "kill" all things with his white hands.

No matter which world, with powerful subordinates, the trouble will be much less. This is a very simple and easy-to-understand truth...

Thus, under the testimony of a group of insignificant forest species, and under the gloomy sky of dusk, another pair of gods and fantasy species reached a "covenant" that existed in ancient times.

PS:

Now, the second update you want is exhausting me...

Chapter VII Consecration to the Spirit of God

Fortunately, there are day and night in this world.

Even if everyone beats their heads and shed blood, and the death elves' "spiritual skeletons" form blood-red dark clouds to obscure the sun, the dark and cold night still walks steadily to the side of all creatures.

When the Spirit Seed from the battle ended and landed on the "Grass Sky Ship", the sky was completely dimmed.

As a Mori species, Xinke Nielbarian would not be blocked by the darkness, and correctly saw the humanoid black-haired young man walking towards him. But in this environment, she still felt inexplicably panicked, as if the image of the 30-meter deep blue demon still remained in her mind, lingering.

"On behalf of Mori Jingzhong, I welcome you, my honorable god..."

Xinke Nielbarian had a smile on his face, lifted the corner of his vest, and performed a perfect Mori Jing etiquette.

Even if the opponent's appearance ruined the big plan of "Fantasy Seed Capture", there should be no feeling of dissatisfaction expressed, otherwise it is very likely that oneself would follow in the footsteps of that group of Goblin Seeds.

Rope scanned the surroundings and found the entire Mori Elite fleet, and the Corolla Qing could remain normal. The other Mori species were either shivering in fear in the face of the superior, or were affected by his old god's appearance, showing signs of mental breakdown under the suppression of their companions.