Dark Shadow Shrine

In the world of Ultron, except for a very small number of gods who master the origin of the world, most of them believe in gods, and the existence of gods is linked to the number of mortal believers.

The believers of the gods with weak divine power are the fewest, generally there are only a thousand or eight hundred.

There are more believers of gods with weaker powers, ranging from a few thousand to twenty or thirty thousand.

There are not many believers in middle-level gods, about 100,000 believers.

Only powerful gods can have millions of followers.

At this moment, in the God Realm of the Supreme Throne of the Chaotic God Realm, the black-eyed, slender Cyric is frantically smashing everything he can see. There was a mess in that cold room.

Cyric is now a middle-level deity. The indirect loss of followers caused by the death of the three high-ranking priests was enough to make him heartbroken. I want to know how painful it is.

He directly contacted his high-ranking priest Dag from the spiritual world, and as soon as he connected, he roared like a mad dog: "Dag! What's going on!? Didn't you tell me that you saw that little reptile Raven dead in place with your own eyes? Between the faces? Answer me, what is this? Who is this little bitch who is smiling and slaughtering my followers!?"

Cyric instantly sent the image sent to Cyric by the former Abe Queen at the last moment, and sent it to Dag.

When Dag saw it, he was in a mess.

"No, it's impossible... I clearly saw him..." Dag's tongue was tied, and in the end there was only fear in his body, and he kept kowtowing to Cyric.

"Trash! That's how you do things? I'm more reliable than you to hire a pig to do things!" Cyric cursed Dag sharply.

Dag didn't dare to argue with half a sentence. Cyric loves to use fear to force mortals to convert to him, but he hates believers for abandoning him, and hates all kinds of situations that reduce believers.

That's right, Cyric is a human being who is a god, so he extremely dislikes those believers of non-human intelligent races. It's one thing not to be seen, but it's all done away, and it's a big deal not to provide him with the power of faith. In his eyes, all the descendants of believers are his private property.

Any conversion or disbelief from him is a shameful betrayal.

Raven's killing and instigating rebellion are simply trying to cut Cyric's lifeblood.

Can't bear it!

Absolutely can't bear it!

"Bastard! I'm going to make that kid pay a thousand times the price! I'm going to kill him and torture his relatives and friends!" Cyric's black eyes finally had a second color—angry blood red.

Suddenly finding that Dag was silent, Cyric asked, "What's the matter? Does that kid have no relatives or friends?"

Dag replied with a bitter face: "He has a sister who is not his own."

"Very good! Kill her, using the cruelest method!"

"...in the greatest church of love and goodness."

"..." Cyric's body trembled, and he chose to remain silent.

"He also has a half-bear friend."

"Yes! That's all! I'm missing a bearskin for a cushion."

"That half-bear man seems to be a chosen one of Talos, the god of storms."

"..." Cyric has the heart to kill Dag, why both of them are masters he can't afford! ? Cyric was also angry: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, which one can be killed!?"

"Yes! Raven seems to be very close to Sainz from the Principality of Corinpais."

"Fart! That Phantom Juggernaut is already on my murder list!" Cyric finally couldn't help it, and a god punished him. Dag threw himself to the street on the spot, twitching in pain on the ground.

"My lord! Forgive me—"

Not listening to Dag's begging for mercy, Cyric said coldly: "Dag—the tail you left, go and get rid of him yourself!"

Dag became anxious when he heard it. Lei Wen slaughtered wantonly in the low-level planes. In this small plane, the power of the strong will be greatly compressed when they enter. Let Dag, a legendary powerhouse, enter such a small place of the highest silver rank peak, it is simply overkill.

Especially mages are very vulnerable before the golden rank, otherwise why so many mages take so many followers out before they grow up.

Cyric's rage was inadvertently transmitted to the minds of all the high-ranking priests under his command through a spiritual connection, and the high-ranking priests contacted Cyric one after another, asking what was the matter.

The result was good, and the one-on-one scolding turned into a public criticism meeting.

Dag could easily imagine the schadenfreude looks on the expressions of "Wake Up Skeleton" Tinos and "Nightmare Fairy" Flandre, but he didn't dare to refute a word.

"Great my lord, may I have an opinion?" Thinos, who was most trusted by Cyric, spoke.

"you say."

"Even if Dag is a pig, he is still a legendary pig. His existence can deter a considerable number of sinners who ignore the glory of our Lord. Sending him to a small plane that can only accommodate silver rank... is actually a bit wasteful."

Dag's face turned pale, he almost gritted his teeth with hatred, and cursed Tinos millions of times in his heart.

Unfortunately, Dag could only remain silent.

With a sneer, Tinos suggested: "My lord, I propose that Dag send his strong men to lead the dark sun's plane stalker troops to hunt down that Raven. As for higher-end force, it is still Don't move around."

When Dag heard this, he immediately scolded his mother in his heart. Simply suggesting to send out a plane stalker, if it fails, the fault will naturally be borne by Tinos who made the proposal. If Dag's subordinates take the lead, there will naturally be no reward for success, because this is purely a butt-wiping action. If it fails, it will be wonderful, and it must be Dag's crime.

"Okay! That's it." Cyric agreed, causing Dag's heart to fall into the frozen lake, completely losing its temperature.

Like a dead parent, Dag accepted the task with a bitter face.

As for the situation on Cyric's side, Lei Wen didn't know, and he could roughly guess eight or nine.

Twenty-four hours passed, and Raven began to inspect his new men.

The efficiency of the shadow bee queen is still very high. After exhausting all the vitality of the hive, the queen created a total of 120 shadow bee soldiers with a challenge level of only 25, and then used the created one hundred The servants equipped these soldiers with slightly crude composite longbows.

Raven looked down upon the practice that the original Abe bee soldiers liked to stab with spears.

He can fly, has high speed, and is accurate. How can he learn how to play hand-to-hand combat?

It's a long-range shot to death.

Playing hand-to-hand combat with long-range units is definitely a brain-dead behavior.

As for the lack of melee units, Raven frantically asked the queen to order that all the shadow beemen servants pick up the spears of the previous Abe bee soldiers and serve as melee units.

It was a big gamble for a weak force to attack a strong force.

The soldiers and servants would not feel bad even if Raven was completely wiped out, as long as the bee queen could stay.

"Let's go! The target - the mebatman cave on the next plane!"

Mebatmen are burly, bat-like humanoids that live deep in underground caverns. They are omnivorous and are generally not dangerous unless attacked. By now, most sages believe they were extinct in an ancient war with the dark elves.

In fact, these remaining survivors have become followers of Cyric, waiting for the call of the dark sun to throw them into battle again.

A full-grown mebat is more than two meters tall, and its body is covered with reddish-black or reddish-brown fur. The creature has long arms, short legs, and a bat-like head with a tough black membrane extending from the wrists to the ankles. Mebat hands and feet are long and narrow, with stubby, curved fingers and toes ending in retractable claws. The fingers and toes, along with the heel and palm, have raw edges to give them a better grip.

Mebatmen are bipedal. It usually walks upright with a swaying gait, but it can also climb down and gallop on all fours at twice its normal speed. A typical mephit wears armor and a harness for carrying tools and weapons, but there are a few exceptions.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the shadow beemen to defeat this strong group.

But Raven has a good idea!