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True and False Kelanvor (10) The Conspiracy of the Gods

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    Blake stared at the patchwork sky of the underworld and sighed.

    There are no planets in the sky of the underworld. The sky seems to be painted with oil paints of different colors. It is strong, passionate, and filled with deep malice, which chills the soul of those who stare at it.

    "Why did Dad accompany you on this unlucky mission?" Blake looked at Visconti, tortured, and struck straight into the soul.

    "Because raising a child for a thousand days only takes a moment." Visconti hurriedly cast a chaos spell to withstand the offensive of the surging underworld army: "Gentlemen! Sacrifice your life for your father, right now!"

    "You should watch less garbage and hot-blooded shows!"

    Visconti was a little embarrassed after losing the bone statue.

    The artifact he relied on most was currently suspended behind them, blooming with crystal purple light, constantly polluting the land of the underworld.  Once the contamination is complete, the tyrant god Bane can use this land to send believers to come and provide energy for the particle collider in Cambusley. At that time, the mainland coalition forces will descend suddenly and turn this place into a frontline battlefield camp.

    The pollution ability of the bone statue is a prerequisite for the large army to descend to the underworld. Visconti must fight to the death and not let the statue's pollution work be interrupted.

    But most of his abilities come from the statue. After losing this powerful artifact, his power is still far greater than that of ordinary players, but he will definitely fall into the ranks of super players.

    So the pressure is basically concentrated on Blake.

    In the center of the battlefield, two underworld gods Kelanvor, who looked exactly the same, had the same aura, had the same godhead, and even led the same troops, were fighting in a bloody battle.

    Andrew and others, who had previously made deals with gods from other worlds and got a lot of benefits, and even cheated Kakulucia, decisively returned to the camp after receiving the world mission from the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce - after all, this is  In a plane war, no one dares to take the risk of being the leader. At least in Andrew's opinion, the chance of winning by an alien god is very small, and it is not worth taking such a risk.

    But he was soon dumbfounded.

    He didn¡¯t know which side to help.

    At the beginning of the war, he found that the Kelanvor on both sides were almost exactly the same, and he couldn't tell them apart at all.

    ??This alien god and his soldiers all have common racial talents?  Can it be transformed perfectly?

    At this time, Andrew suddenly thought of poseidon.

    If poseidon could come and take a look

    Andrew didn¡¯t know where Yang Hairen was at the moment, but he knew that he had to help Visconti, otherwise some things would be unexplainable when the Alliance army arrived.

    ??The yellow mud falls into the crotch. It is either feces or feces.

    ??¡ª¡ª

    Kelanwo was also very anxious at the moment.

    As one of the few powerful gods in the universe, Kelanvor is famous in the universe for his kindness, peace, and severe punishment of those who have no faith.  But now that there was a fire in the backyard, he had already forgotten emotions such as kindness and peace.

    Before this, plane wars had broken out, but the gods from other planes all used a small, unknown place in the universe as a springboard.

    This time, with the help of the traitor, the other party seized the power of the Death Temple, which made Kelanvor feel extremely unhappy.

    What makes Kelanwo even more uncomfortable is that the other party seems to have a strange ability to completely "transform" into another race. No matter in appearance or ability, they are the same!

    He even lost absolute control over his own kingdom!

    Kelanvor was unable to move at the moment. He used all his divine power to fight with the impostor for control of the Death Temple; he could only give orders to his men, and then watch his trusted guards fighting with the exact same enemy.

    And then died.

    Kelanvor was burned inside and out. He was one of the few gods who was not polluted by the prayers of believers and still maintained his rationality as a mortal. He roared at his lieutenants: "Delay them at all costs! Once!  When reinforcements arrive, he will be dead!"

    Cranvor had an unspoken worry.

    Even if the reinforcements really come, can they tell the truth from the false ones?

    The counterfeit opposite looks real to me!

    ¡°What should we do if the reinforcements can¡¯t tell the difference between real and fake?

    Will the two gods of death be deprived of their power by other gods together?

    This seems to be the most convenient and quickest way to eliminate future troubles forever.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? awayThe drow elf Visconti, who betrayed the Spider Queen, is using the power of the bone statue to build a portal.

    ¡°Bane¡­is his mortal enemy after all!  This guy is so positive and his intentions are clear!

    ¡°I just don¡¯t know if Calderon, Laplace and Poseidon will appear in this war As long as one of them comes, my dilemma will be solved.

    ??¡ª¡ª

    The lower plane of the bottomless abyss, the wasteland of death and despair.

    The strongest man in this plane opened his eyes while sleeping.

    She has indescribable elegance and beauty, and any man will be intoxicated at the first glance. At this moment, her expression has a hint of sullenness and a little ridicule, as well as a composure like the deep sea.

    "God of tyrants, god of murder, you should not come to my kingdom of God."

    A cold and greasy voice sounded in Queen Doom's ears: "Long time no see, my lady, you are still¡ª¡ª"

    "Fate has shown me that you are going to lie, Cyric." The Queen of Misfortune was completely uninterested in what the Prince of Lies said: "It's not easy to regain your sanity. Don't invite misfortune. You can shut up. Bane, what are you doing?  "

    A meaningful smile appeared on the heroic face of the tyrant god.  The Queen of Misfortune looks down on Cyric's hypocrisy. She knows that Cyric is just a little person with no great abilities. Only real men like me and Ben are qualified to be favored by the Goddess of Misfortune.

    Bane and Cyric have already been at each other's throats in private, but in order to divide the God of Death's priesthood, they reluctantly joined forces this time, but they are just plastic brothers.

    Benn laughed at Cyric in his heart and complimented: "You must know why we are here, my goddess."

    The tyrant god never takes anyone seriously, but when pursuing a spouse, of course one must be graceful.

    "You want to kill Kelanvor, Cyric wants to test Evans' current situation, and you want to climb into my bed." Lady Fortune replied coldly: "Fate has already told me the answer, you have to  Get what you want, Evans will be your eternal nightmare," Ms. Fortune taunted Cyric, completely ignoring the livid Prince of Lies.

    Then she turned to look at Ben, and her tone was much gentler: "I know your thoughts. But I already have someone I love."

    "Leorric, he is completely dead." Black flames ignited in Ben's eyes.

    Ms. Fortune smiled softly and said nothing, but she was silently worried about Poseidon.

    Cyric was slapped in the face again and fed dog food (dog blood?), and said irritably: "A deal. We help you deal with your sister, and you help us block poseidon, Laplace and Calderon.  Don't let them enter the underworld."

    "You can do it yourself." Lady Fortune continued to taunt the Prince of Lies, because Cyric had angered her by repeatedly attacking Poseidon, but she couldn't let others know this.

    Poseidon is the hope for the resurrection of Archduke Leoric.

    "Why do you pray to me?" Ms. Doom said ruthlessly: "You are still afraid of Evans, even though he has disappeared for a long time. You are afraid that he will come and find that you have attacked his disciples. You will die without a burial place."  ¡±

    Cyric was so angry that he couldn't breathe - Damn it, isn't Bane afraid of Evans?  The old man next to me looks more irritable than anyone else, but if he wasn't afraid of Evans, how could he beg you for help with me?  Why the hell are you grabbing me and squirting?  Is it because you two had an affair in the Year of the Fierce Fire, and you were a couple for a hundred days?

    Ms. Fortune did not continue to pester her endlessly, because Cyric was too smart to go too far.

    "Destroying my sister is my eternal destiny. I accept your terms." Ms. Fortune said, snapping her fingers lightly.

    "Their fate has changed."
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