The battle between the oracles unfolded in the sea of fire in the sky.
The two sides of the battle were countless oracles, but their styles were completely different.
On one side, all of them wore sinister-looking black full-body armor and wielded two-handed greatswords. The heavy armor was covered with spikes, either for decoration or for brawling. There was even a skull embedded in the hilt of the greatsword, and if one listened carefully, one would hear that the skull was actually wailing.
They were the oracles of the God of Fear. Their names were very simple, which were "Fear Messengers" or "Fear Knights." Although they did not actually have mounts, they could fly, and the air was their mount.
Although they seemed to be a little cumbersome, they were actually very flexible and powerful.
Being powerful was the most important thing.
Their strength was enough to compete with a Legendary-level behemoth, and their speed was so fast that even the arrows shot from a crossbow would pale in comparison. Although they were not very good at martial arts, the appropriate magic ability made up for this shortcoming. If necessary, these guys, who looked like heavy knights, could also use magic. Although the number was not large, there were generally all kinds of magic. Whether it was to attack, defend, move, strengthen oneself or weaken the enemy, there were all kinds of magic that could be used.
This was enough, and it was very enough.
For the killers who appeared on the battlefield, most of the magic mastered by professional sorcerers was meaningless. It was not useless, but it was not particularly necessary. This was especially true when these killers possessed divine power. When necessary, they could use divine power to obtain certain effects that they wanted. This made many of the more unpopular spells lose their meaning.
They could increase their own strength, speed, attack power or defense power. They could also directly use magic to attack the enemy from a distance. They could also unite and perform some powerful combination magic.
Of course, this was enough. At least Sui Xiong's mass-produced oracles could not use as many magic as them.
To be honest, the mass-produced oracles were not as powerful as them.
Even the most powerful of the mass-produced oracles, the fortress level, was inferior to the Fear Messengers in terms of combat power. If it was the weakest destroyer-level oracles, they were simply cannon fodder in front of them, and they could kill them with one sword as if they were cutting melons and vegetables.
But Sui Xiong did not care.
If there was a gap in quality, then it would be made up with quantity. The mass-produced oracles were originally troops that won by quantity. As long as the advantage of quantity could make up for the disadvantage of quality, there would be no problem.
Judging from the current situation, it was probably possible.
He had no intention of carefully studying how fierce the battle was at the frontline of the collision between the two sides. He only paid attention to the dividing line between the scarlet sea of fire and the black clouds.
Ever since the two sides met, the dividing line had not moved significantly and had remained in place.
This was very good. Sui Xiong was very satisfied.
More importantly, he could clearly feel that the abnormally dark clouds were consuming divine power every second, and so was the resurrection of the God's Emissary. Comparatively speaking, his divine power consumption was much slower. It was nothing more than igniting the Mana in the sky and turning it into a sea of fire, while drawing in Mana from other places to replenish it. That was all.
The distribution of magic power in the main plane was very strange. The density of magic power at sea level was the lowest, and it would increase as one went up or down. At this moment, the place where they were fighting was high up in the sky, and the concentration of magic was quite high. Sui Xiong only needed to mobilize some magic from nearby, and it would be enough to support the burning of the sea of fire.
As for the mass-produced oracles, they didn't need the support of Sui Xiong's divine power at all. They were bred by the power of the sea of fire. When they died in the battle, their corpses would return to the sea of fire and become resources for breeding subsequent oracles.
This was like a cold and strict war machine, continuously producing tools for war, and then recycling the damaged tools into raw materials to continue producing new tools.
Not only were the mass-produced oracles being recycled, but also a few of the Messengers of Fear.
Although the number was not large, some of the Messengers of Fear were swallowed by the sea of fire after they were killed and transformed into energy for the production of mass-produced oracles.
In this process, Sui Xiong was also able to spy on the means by which the God of Fear created these oracles and the secrets they contained.
To be honest, he was a little disappointed.
The manufacturing technology of these Messengers of Fear was a little rough, and they didn't have that kind of amazing exquisite feeling. They should be based on the legendary priests, slightly enhanced some physical qualities, and canceled most of the spells that were not particularly necessary. Finally, the finished design was completed.
The God of Fear obviously didn't pay much attention to his own god. Perhaps in his opinion, as long as there was enough divine power, these things could be resurrected no matter how many people died. But Sui Xiong saw something special in it.
Rough.
This leader of the evil gods was a little rough.
This was not a big problem, because Sui Xiong's own character was actually a little rough. But the God of Fear was a little too rough in "small things," or … the number of things that could be qualified to be valued by him was too small.
For example, among the gods that Sui Xiong knew, the God of Fear was the most careless and careless in this regard. At least in Sui Xiong's view, there was room for further optimization of those Messengers of Fear. If they could be fully optimized, their combat effectiveness could be increased by at least 30%!
This was definitely worth doing, but the God of Fear seemed to have not noticed this at all.
Sui Xiong felt that this leader of the evil gods was not only rough, but also a little bad with others.
He put himself in the God of Fear's shoes. If he found that there were obvious defects in the oracles of a friend, and there was room for great improvement, he would definitely go to the friend to help the friend improve the oracles.
But obviously, the God of Fear had not met such a friend, and his subordinates had not made such a suggestion.
Such a leader was really a little tragic!
Sui Xiong sighed with emotion while thinking about what to do next.
He was willing to bet that the God of Fear would never let it go. The vast army of oracles in front of him should just be a means that the guy used to deceive people. This evil great divine power must have other killing moves.
This conclusion was very simple. The army of oracles of the God of Fear could not do anything to him, so the God of Fear would definitely think of other ways.
Although he had not taken any action until now, as long as he was not a fool, he would definitely take action.
So, what would he do?
Several thoughts turned in Sui Xiong's mind.
First of all, he might directly attack Void City.
What the God of Fear really wanted to do was not the epic task of killing the Void Mask, which had a difficulty of at least five stars, but to promote his power in the world and further spread fear.
This was determined by his priesthood, which was clear at a glance.
Based on this purpose, it was naturally the most appropriate to attack Void City directly.
Moreover, Sui Xiong attached great importance to Void City. If he could destroy Void City, then even if he could not hurt Sui Xiong severely, he could make him angry and sad. Finally, there would be some results.
Although it was really undignified for a great divine power to attack mortals, was the God of Fear a person who cared about his identity and reputation? Did he have a bottom line?
As far as Sui Xiong knew, he was not.
Therefore, this choice was the most likely one.
But Sui Xiong was not afraid that he would do so.
As the saying went, "Think about failure before thinking about victory." Before fighting, one should first think about what to do if he lost. This was common sense for anyone who had some strategic concepts. Although Sui Xiong was an art student, he had seen a lot of novels and movies about war, so he still had this common sense. Therefore, he had already made arrangements. Even if the God of Fear really broke the boundary of Void City and came to attack mortals, the result would only be that this despicable guy would lose face for nothing. He could not take any advantage!
If the God of Fear really came to attack Void City, Sui Xiong would be relieved and praise this guy for his stupid choice.
In addition to this possibility, another more likely possibility was that the God of Fear would unite with other evil gods and launch a surprise attack on him in an instant. Although the strength of a single god's incarnation was not as good as his, if more than a dozen gods' incarnations attacked together, it would be completely different.
This was the method used by the Orc gods when Sui Xiong stirred up trouble everywhere in the Orc Empire, resolved the hatred of various races, and cleaned up those robbers who were predatory. At that time, Sui Xiong really suffered a loss. He was defeated badly and fled in embarrassment.
The God of Fear should know that, so he was likely to use the same method.
However, Sui Xiong was not afraid of this method.
Sui Xiong was completely different from what he used to be. If the evil gods really sent their incarnations to besiege him, Sui Xiong didn't mind showing off his muscles and showing them what it meant to be strong, super strong, violent, and invincible!
If he didn't beat them until even their mothers couldn't recognize them, he would write the four words "Void Mask" upside down!
Sui Xiong really wanted to see what kind of expression those guys who thought they were hunters would show when they found that they were wrong and that they were just prey.
That … must be very interesting!
The third possibility was probably that they would attack Void City on the surface, and secretly gather the army to besiege the shelter.
This possibility also existed. After all, the Holy Kingdom was the real foundation of the gods. Once the shelter was broken, Sui Xiong would definitely suffer a heavy loss. Even if he hadn't been officially apotheosized and wouldn't lose his divinity, at least it was inevitable that he would be seriously injured.
But Sui Xiong was not afraid that they would do so.
The "sanctuary" was very sturdy, and it was close to the main plane. If something really went wrong, Sui Xiong could arrive with a group of reinforcements in a very short time.
At that time, it was nothing more than moving the battlefield from the Main Plane to the outside of the shelter. It was nothing more than raising the level of the war from the level of the god's incarnation to the level of the real person participating in the war.
So, what was there to be afraid of?
If this happened, Sui Xiong didn't have the confidence to win, but at least he didn't think he would lose.
It was nothing more than everyone setting up their chariots and horses to fight. At that time, relying on the newly built shelter, Sui Xiong once helped the Barbarian God System resist the attack of the War God System. Now the shelter was stronger than before, and he had more partners and allies. The opponent was nothing more than changing from the War God System to the Fear God System, and their combat power was slightly reduced. So, what was there to be afraid of?
In addition to these three possibilities, there would probably be some unconventional approaches. But after thinking about it, Sui Xiong felt that he didn't need to be particularly worried.
And … who said that he could only passively take a beating according to the moves?
The huge jellyfish showed a slightly sly smile and waved its tentacles.
In the sea of fire, golden light spots gradually emerged and turned into the figures of girls who were dressed and equipped differently from the mass-produced oracles.
These were his really powerful subordinates, the elite oracles.
"Go!" Sui Xiong waved his tentacles and gave these elite subordinates a strong protection, greatly improving their combat power and survival ability. "Carve victory on the horizon of dawn!"
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