After the discussion, King Dyke went to the temple to pray and reported the details of this matter to the gods. He also asked for instructions on how to deal with it.
In the palace of the human gods, the God of Light's mouth suddenly curled up slightly, revealing a little smile.
This was a very rare thing for him, who had always been serious. Even the gods were a little surprised. The God of Heroes couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, is there anything worth celebrating?"
"Not really, but it's quite interesting," the God of Light said. "I just received news that the Void Mask guy is lying on the border between the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs and the Dwarf Kingdom, not letting the two sides fight."
The human gods looked at each other, not understanding what was so interesting about this matter.
"The Kingdom of Thousands of Springs often attacks the Dwarf Kingdom. I think you all know that. But this time, the Dwarf Kingdom received support from the Orc Empire. They felt that they couldn't win with their own strength, so they used a piece of the remains of a god they accidentally obtained as a price to reach an agreement with the Mifata Federation to attack together, "the God of Light said. "In the end, when they were ready to send out their troops, that big jellyfish lay on the border. So they had no choice but to pray to me and ask me for instructions on what to do. Do you think it's interesting? "
The human gods were silent for a while. Finally, it was the God of Heroes who had a relatively high status who sighed and said honestly, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I really can't see what's interesting about this matter …"
The God of Light shook his head. "You guys should study more strategies!"
As he said this, he looked at the God of Aristocracy.
The God of Aristocracy naturally understood his meaning and explained to the gods, "The Kingdom of Thousands of Springs wants to admit defeat, but they're not willing to give that precious piece of god's remains to the Mifata Federation for nothing. So they're praying to Your Majesty … Actually, they want to ask Your Majesty, if they take this opportunity to plot against the Mifata Federation, or even plot against the Master of Mystery, is that okay?"
The human gods were all shocked. Plot against the Master of Mystery?
"But … what should we do?" the God of Heroes asked.
"In short, it's nothing more than a way to provoke the greed of the Mifata Federation and make them seek death for the Void Mask. Then, he would hype up the matter and force the God of Spellcasters to step in. The God of Spell Casters will definitely not be able to defeat the Void Mask. In this case, the Master of Mystery will inevitably have to intervene. "The God of Aristocracy smiled and said," It's a very simple plan, but it's quite practical. I like it. "
The God of Heroes nodded. "This plan is simple, but as long as the first step can be completed, the rest will be a matter of course, so it's not bad."
"The problem lies in the first step." "The king of the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs prayed to me, hoping that we could help him perfect the first step and ensure that the legendary masters of the Mifata Federation could be lured to seek death by the Void Mask."
"It's not easy!" the God of Heroes said with a frown. "Do I have to use my Divine Power to control their minds? But if that's the case, the God of Spellcasters will look for us … "
"There will always be a way." "There is no need to rush this matter. Go and contact your friends. Find those who are cautious, meticulous, confidential, and reliable."
All the gods stood up in unison and agreed in unison before leaving.
The palace, which had been full of gods a moment ago, was now empty. Only the God of Light sat alone on the throne in the center.
He tapped the armrest with his fingers and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Ever since you annihilated the Elven God System that year, you haven't really used your full strength, even the last time. So many years have passed. Have you become stronger? Or have you become weaker? Haha, I'm looking forward to it! "
Almost at the same time, beside the Magic Spring surrounded by rainbows, the Master of Mystery, who was dressed in a simple robe, opened his eyes.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" the God of Spellcasters, who was acting as a servant beside him, asked in a low voice.
The Master of Mystery usually maintained a meditative posture, thinking about the mysteries of the world. In the past few hundred years, the number of times he opened his eyes could be counted on one hand. This time, he suddenly opened his eyes for no reason. Something must have happened again.
The Master of Mystery shook his head, and a smile appeared on his face, which was mottled like an ancient tree. "An old friend is thinking about me."
The God of Spellcasters naturally understood what he meant. His eyes narrowed, revealing a little murderous intent.
"Don't get excited. In life, it's inevitable to be remembered by others," the Master of Mystery said calmly. "Over the years, there have been many old friends who have been thinking about me. It doesn't matter if they think about me again."
"I'm going to arrange it now. No matter who it is, if they dare to cause trouble, I'll teach them a hard lesson!"
"Don't be so nervous." The Master of Mystery shook his head. "They haven't made a move yet, and you're already nervous? If they haven't made a move for a thousand years, will you be nervous for a thousand years? "
The God of Spellcasters was stunned, and asked subconsciously, "A thousand years? That's too long! "
"It's not long. For a god, spending a thousand years to prepare a trap to plot against an opponent can only be regarded as being cautious, not slow at all," the Master of Mystery said. "You still haven't completely changed your mind. Don't be bothered by the ideas you had when you were a mortal. Time doesn't mean anything to you and me. "
The God of Spellcasters was stunned again. He slowly sat back and fell into deep thought.
The Master of Mystery didn't say anything more. He just looked calmly into the distance, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After a while, Sui Xiong received a strange news.
"Someone wants to deal with me?" He looked at the scroll that suddenly appeared in front of him in bewilderment. The words on it were slowly fading, and even the scroll was slowly disappearing. It was like putting a piece of ice into water and it was melting.
"Who wants to deal with me? I've come to maintain world peace, why do they want to deal with me? Is there any justice in this! " Sui Xiong didn't stop the scroll from disappearing. Instead, he quickly racked his brain, wondering who wanted to plot against him. Who would come to remind him?
There seemed to be a lot of people who wanted to plot against him. The possibility of it being the evil gods was very high, but it wasn't impossible for it to be the good gods. Even among the neutral gods, there might be some who didn't like him and wanted him to suffer a little.
As for those who informed him, there weren't many. First of all, this person must have the ability, at least a mid-level Divine Power. Otherwise, it was impossible to do this. Then, this person should have a high status and be well-informed, but his identity was a bit awkward, so it wasn't suitable for him to contact him openly. Finally, this person still hoped that he wouldn't be unlucky in this matter, or hoped that he would use this opportunity to counterattack … In this way …
"Damn! It's still a bit too much! "
Sui Xiong sighed helplessly. He created a doppelganger and gathered his friends to discuss.
As an artist, stratagems and whatnot were really his forte.
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