Leon's smooth return was really good news. It also made Sui Xiong and the others feel relieved. They no longer had to worry about him.
So, it was time for a lecture.
"How dare you!" Sui Xiong's saliva flew everywhere. He waved his tentacles like a deep sea monster in a horror film. He said angrily, "We told you how strong Junero was, and you still dared to provoke him?! Are you stupid or crazy? Do you really not know how to spell the word 'death'? "
"I just thought that, with the help of the three artifacts, even if I couldn't beat him, I could still run away …" Leon argued.
"Run?! Run your ass! "Sui Xiong was furious. He was so angry that his tentacles turned red." Do you think that the three Eagle artifacts are that great? A level 60 character with three pieces of epic equipment ran to a level 80 Instance Dungeon to show off. Believe it or not, a small monster on the side of the road could bite you to half your HP! "
Leon was silent. Although he did not really understand Sui Xiong's words, he could still understand the numbers.
"Who is Junero? He was a strong person who had the qualifications to fight for the throne of the Orc Emperor 5,000 years ago. He was an old senior who was as famous as the Sky Devourer Canine and the Steel Lion. In this world, it is not necessarily the case that the strong live long, but the long live is definitely the strong! Do you think that the three Eagle artifacts are that great? Back then, the God of Eagle was just a piece of trash that was smashed into pieces by the God of Light's hammer! The Sky Devourer Canine was as famous as the God of Light. Junero fought with the Sky Devourer Canine. In other words, he was a person of the same level as the God of Eagle. Maybe he was even stronger than the God of Eagle … Who gave you such baseless confidence that you could rely on the three relics left behind by the dead God of Eagle to compete with a master of the same level as him? "
Leon was so dizzy from the scolding that he did not realize that Sui Xiong was secretly changing the topic. Kalisa stood at the side and did not say a word. She just kept nodding and nodding. She used this silent method to increase the persuasiveness of His Majesty's criticism and constantly increased his psychological pressure. With such a two-pronged approach, Leon could not take it anymore. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake. He also promised that he would never find trouble with Junero in the future.
"A promise is useless. You have to swear an oath!" Sui Xiong said coldly, "If you dare to find trouble with that dangerous guy again, Steele will climb into your bed in the middle of the night!"
Leon's face turned ashen as he shouted, "This oath is too vicious!"
"No matter how vicious the oath is, as long as you don't think about breaking it, there's no problem!"
Kalisa's expression also changed, and she advised, "Why must it be Steele! I don't think that's appropriate! "
"Only Steele can be a deterrent!"
Sui Xiong was proudly threatening Leon when suddenly one of his tentacles was gently pulled twice. Looking down, he saw a pink pig showing a simple and honest smile, gently pulling his tentacle.
"Ah?!"
It was a very embarrassing thing to be exposed on the spot when one spoke ill of someone behind their back. Even the thick-skinned God Jellyfish was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
But Steele would not give him the chance to slowly think of an excuse. She smiled, and red and blue flames lingered on her body. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a huge pink pig, raising her big fist like a battering ram.
"Si … Steele … Let's talk … We are all civilized people … Don't hit —"
Boom!
"— Hit your feet."
After knocking down the God Jellyfish with one punch, Steele's body was surrounded by flames, and she turned into a small and cute pink pig again. She jumped and flew out of the temple.
After a few seconds, Kalisa said with a sigh, "Miss Steele is really getting more and more powerful! When did she master this kind of ability? "
"The power of the furnace obtained from the wishing house of Marumi (the ability obtained with the perfect wishing spell) …" Sui Xiong said vaguely.
Kalisa and Leon looked at his dizzy and bear-like appearance, and then thought about the source of the perfect wishing spell. They couldn't help but look at each other and secretly laugh.
What did it mean to reap what you sow? That was it!
After being messed around by Steele, Sui Xiong no longer had the mood to criticize Leon. He changed the topic and talked about another matter.
"What's going on with the Three Eagle Artifacts?" He asked. "I have never heard of three pieces of equipment that can actually turn a mortal into a strong person comparable to a god … This kind of equipment is simply unheard of!"
"Aren't the so-called artifacts all very powerful?" Kalisa asked. "The sword and armor you made for Leon are also very powerful. Why do you care so much about the Three Eagle Artifacts?"
"These are two different things," Sui Xiong said. "No matter how powerful an artifact is, it can't produce a huge amount of power out of thin air. After all, the user is still a mortal. But the Three Eagle Artifacts are different. They can actually give Leon enough power to fight against a god. This is already completely against common sense. This is not right! "
But Leon and Kalisa were really not good people to discuss this with, so Sui Xiong could only find Morani to discuss it.
"… In summary, do you think that the God of Eagle has mastered some skills that are beyond common sense? That's why he has the confidence to challenge the God of Light?"
Morani put down the big wine glass and smiled. "How is that possible! I don't dare to talk about other things, but blacksmithing, I am much better than him! It's not that I look down on him, but if I can't do it, how can he do it? "
Sui Xiong thought about it and became more and more puzzled.
As the God of Forging of the Beastmen, Morani was naturally a professional who could not be more professional. If he said it was impossible, then it was definitely impossible. If the God of Eagle's skills were really so high that even Morani could not imagine, then he should not have been killed by the God of Light. Instead, the God of Light should have been killed by him.
If that was the case, then what kind of secret was hidden in the Three Eagle Artifacts?
"… What do you think if I steal the Three Eagle Artifacts back, we can secretly study them?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt like there were a hundred claws scratching his heart. It was hard to bear, and he could not help but suggest, "At most, we can just return them after we finish studying them …"
"Do you still need to steal them?" Morani laughed loudly. "I stole them back then and studied them. I studied them for a few years!"
"Damn! Did you find anything useful from your research? "
"No," Morani said helplessly. "It's nothing more than something that can absorb the people's faith in the God of Eagle and then transform it into Divine Power. By right, this set of things is not complicated or high-end at all. I can make three to five sets a day with my eyes closed. But I don't know why, but the ones I made never had the same effect as the original … "
He saw Sui Xiong's curious look, so he simply took out a set of Three Eagle Artifacts and handed it to Sui Xiong.
He saw that this set of "Three Eagle Artifacts" was exactly the same as the one that Leon had worn when it was activated. He could even clearly feel a force lingering on it. But after carefully sensing it, he realized that the force was much weaker than the one that Leon had worn before. It was like the difference between heaven and earth.
"It was made strictly according to the original. From the materials to the structure, there should be no difference," he said. "Of course, in terms of craftsmanship, every blacksmith has their own methods. But I can guarantee with my reputation that my methods will only be more brilliant than the God of Eagle's! "
Sui Xiong took this set of fake goods and thought for a while. He created an incarnation and brought this set of fake goods to Eagle Wing City through the portal. He then flew all the way to the battlefield.
Although Leon had already returned, the battle had actually only ended a few hours ago. The armies of both sides were still stationed near the battlefield. They had to collect the corpses of their fallen soldiers and exchange prisoners of war before they could retreat.
When Sui Xiong arrived, he saw that both sides had sent out auxiliary soldiers to clean up the battlefield. Under the twilight, the battlefield was dark. There were hideous and tragic corpses everywhere, making one shudder.
It was now the middle of winter, and the weather was cold. The blood that had flowed freely a few hours ago had already been frozen into ice along with the flesh, armor, weapons, and soil. Although it was not very hard, it still caused a lot of trouble for the auxiliary soldiers. Often, it would take a few auxiliary soldiers seven to eight minutes to sort out a corpse and carry it to a cart parked at the side, waiting to be transported back to the main camp.
Looking down from the sky, the huge battlefield was filled with corpses. Even with Sui Xiong's extraordinary eyesight, he could not count the number of people who had died.
Seeing this scene, he, who had originally rushed over to steal the three Eagle artifacts for research, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. His enthusiasm had all gone cold.
"This is … war …"
Stopping on the battlefield that still had traces of tragedy, it was as if he could still hear the shouts of killing from both sides. He could hear the neighing of war horses and the clashing of weapons. He could see the scene of weapons cutting open bodies and blood and life spurting out together. He could feel the anger, unwillingness, helplessness, and despair of those who were dying.
Yes, these were all still there. Even if mortals could not see it, to the gods, this piece of land had been soaked in "war." No one knew how long it would take for it to return to normal.
"It's a spectacular scene, isn't it?" A figure wrapped in a black robe appeared beside him. Under Sui Xiong's vigilant gaze, the figure took two steps back. Holding a long sickle, he looked down at the scene that was like a frozen hell under his feet. "Although I have seen it many times, every time I see it, I have new feelings."
"Why did Death come to the human world?" Sui Xiong could not help but ask. "Shouldn't you be stationed in the underworld all year round?"
"It's just an incarnation."
The man in the black robe holding a long sickle was one of the great Divine Powers, Death God Dior Narus. He built his Holy Kingdom in the underworld and took all kinds of dead souls as his believers. He claimed that all living people would die, and only death could bring eternal peace.
Among the gods, he was also a deeply feared existence that people did not want to be enemies with. It was just that although he was powerful, he rarely had conflicts with people. Except for the time when he fought with the Goddess of Life and was beaten to a pulp for thousands of years, there were no other clear battle records.
As for the only battle record … to be able to fight with the Goddess of Life, this in itself was enough to prove his strength. One should know that until now, even the great Divine Powers did not dare to fight against the Thunder of God's Punishment left by the Goddess of Life!
The appearance of Death surprised Sui Xiong a little. But he immediately understood what Death was here for. He saw this gloomy god wave his hand, and the long sickle turned into a black gas that circled the entire battlefield a few times. Like countless hooks, it hooked up many dead souls and arranged them in a row to bind them to the blade of the sickle.
"They are dead, and their souls have nowhere to go. Sooner or later, they will become evil spirits." Death sighed softly. "What I can do is to give them peace so that they will never have to suffer the pain they had when they were alive."
"… Thank you."
Death smiled. Under the black robe, a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at Sui Xiong.
"This is where my priesthood and ideals lie. It doesn't matter if you thank me or not. In fact, you have also beautified my actions. You should know that almost every one of these souls has a strong obsession, and not even one of them is willing to go to the underworld. If I forcibly take them away, I don't know how I will be cursed. "
With that, Death disappeared without a trace together with the countless dead souls chained to the long sickle.
And at this time, the last bit of afterglow in the sky finally disappeared, and night covered the earth.
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