Xi Wei suddenly thought it through after feeling the pain for half a day.
At the moment, the Church of Games only had influence over a small part of the Silver Eagle Duchy to the north of the Valla Empire.
Since the enemy this time was using the ancient secrets of the First Eight as pawns, they wouldn't keep their eyes on the Valla Empire's North no matter how much they wanted.
And that was the truth. The North wasn't that large, and news of the zombie dragon and zombie orks had reached the Silver Eagle Castle in three days. If there really were zombie angels, zombie giants, or zombie elves, the Silver Eagle Castle would have received word soon as well.
If Xi Wei's hunch was right, there was a high chance that the remaining zombie versions of the First Eight wouldn't appear in the North, but somewhere else on the continent.
Xi Wei couldn't help relaxing a little when he thought that through.
But it was just a little.
"The zombie orks that keep expanding like Resident Evil aren't actually much of a threat to the Players." After all, zombies were no match for the Fourth Calamity from a certain point of view.
As one of the most popular game themes, which player on Earth didn't have the lives of tens of thousands of zombies? The number of zombie heads and butts that were killed by players in various games might be enough to circle the earth … In a sense, zombies might have already surpassed goblins and become the new friend of newcomers.
"The real problem is that zombie dragon …"
Dragons were immeasurably powerful beings in every world, existences that stood at the top of the food chain.
And this world was no exception.
While they weren't a match for the gods, they basically stood at the apex of the Prime Material Plane in terms of combat ability. Even if supernatural races from other planes were included, they would still have absolute dominance!
But just as Xi Wei felt a headache coming on, he suddenly sensed that something was knocking on the walls of his divine kingdom.
Indeed, it wasn't a violent attack, but a friendly reminder that 'someone's coming' was similar to knocking on his door.
After observing with his Divine Eye, Xi Wei realized that he should change his thinking a little — instead of 'someone', it was' a god '.
"Who are you?"
Even if it didn't show any hostility, Xi Wei didn't let it directly into his divine kingdom — it wasn't just out of caution, but also because there were many things in his divine kingdom that were a little unpresentable.
The Great Lion was fine with people like him who were familiar with him since he knew that those seemingly messy things were indeed gifts from his believers. While it was a little weird, it didn't go against his values and wasn't evil.
If it had been any other unknown positive deity who saw Xi Wei's divine kingdom filled with various corpses, their first thought would be that they had barged into the lair of some evil god, ready to roll up their sleeves and fight it out with him …
The newcomer was a rather sloppy middle-aged man with black hair. He had an unkempt beard, but unlike the dwarven beard of Stoff, the God of Craftsmanship and Fine Wine, it looked more like a puffy goatee.
His attire was also different from that of most humanoid gods: he was simply wrapped in a simple brown linen cloth, exposing most of his skin that was darker than wheat. In fact, from Xi Wei's lower vantage point, he could see that the parts of his body that needed to be blessed with Holy Light weren't kept away either, only covering his front and back with the linen cloth, giving the impression that he was rather unkempt.
Apart from that, there was also a small fireball that floated beside him.
Even if Xi Wei didn't recklessly sense the fireball out of consideration for his unknown identity, he could still sense the frightening power contained within.
Could he be Emporio, the Sun God? Could that thing on his shoulder be the sun of this world?
Xi Wei denied the thought even as it popped up in his mind.
No way. Even if Emporio wasn't at the level of the Seven Divine Fathers, he was still a greater god, and the aura he exuded when he stood before Xi Wei was far more than that.
Another piece of evidence was that Xi Wei had seen Emporio in the memories of the Aquatic Lord's divinity. That fellow had worn an especially elegant Golden Armor during the Third Divine War, and although he was wearing a mask that blocked the Divine Eye and prevented his face from being seen, the extremely poor fellow before Xi Wei was definitely not him …
Moreover, the Sun God belonged to the Court of Nature, which had nothing to do with the God of Games. There was no way he would come all the way here to find Xi Wei.
"Hello." Unlike the other gods, Emporio did not appear surprised to see Xi Wei as a ball, and instead greeted him. "It's a pity that we didn't get to meet during the trade meet. I'm Flintman, a member of the Invisible Pantheon."
"Flintman … that Fire Stealer!" Xi Wei did a double take, but quickly came to his senses.
Though his divine power was no different from an intermediate god's, he was quite famous in the divine realm.
After all, he was an anti-god.
In fact, the so-called anti-gods referred to individuals of intelligent races in the mortal realm who had ascended from mortal to supernatural, understanding their own miracles and ascending from supernatural to Legendary. In the end, they would defeat a god and steal their divinity, or use miracles to steal part of a god's authority, ascending to godhood.
Though they were called anti-gods, it was interesting that most positive gods did not view them as enemies, and instead showed a certain amount of respect for those who ascended to the realm of gods as mortals.
Except for the gods whose authority they had stolen.
Flintman had been a god for over five hundred years, but he did not have a stable divine kingdom even now. The main reason for that was because he had been hunted by the God of Flames over the last five hundred years, and was forced to wander the divine realm …
Whether it was' running for five hundred years' or 'the God of Flames couldn't catch him for five hundred years', both were excellent news for the usually bored gods, which was why it was only natural that the name Flintman the Fire Thief would spread among the gods.
"So, you're only here to see me?" Xi Wei asked after extending his tentacle and shaking Flintman's hand.
"No. I've actually been chased quite closely over the last two days, and I was hoping to hide in your divine kingdom." Flintman said seriously. "The God of Flames probably wouldn't notice your tiny, secluded divine kingdom …"
'My divine kingdom is secluded and small, I'm sorry for that.' Xi Wei cursed inwardly, frowning.
"Don't worry, I won't freeload your divine kingdom." Flintman said, having misunderstood the reason for Xi Wei's silence. "I'll give you something good after that guy leaves. I promise you won't be disappointed!"
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