After Adil defeated Doron and obtained the God of Massacre's divinity, the movements of the churches in the material plane sped up.
In order to awaken the gods they believed in as soon as possible, many churches stirred up a storm in the material plane. The entire material plane was in a state of chaos.
Adil looked on coldly from the sidelines in the face of all this. Silence oversaw the Adil Empire, settling down in Silence.
He had his own unique channels that allowed him to connect with other worlds, obtaining power and faith from them. As such, he was not limited to a small material plane.
Because of this, he had been extremely calm in the material plane ever since he had become a demigod. He had not made many movements.
Ever since he had defeated Doron and obtained the God of Massacre's divinity, his focus had shifted to researching the divinity of massacre.
Divinity was a unique product of the World of Gods. It was a unique product formed from the comprehension and control of world force of a rank 7 existence, as well as the unique laws of the World of Gods.
This was similar to how Magi comprehended world force. It was a comprehension of the world's authority and the laws of the world, touching upon the most basic scope of laws.
The power of the God of Massacre was not considered weak among the gods in the past. In fact, it could even be said that he was extremely powerful. He was only second to the Supreme Divine Power and was ranked in the second series.
The Godhead left behind by such a powerful being would naturally contain a vast amount of secrets.
As long as Adil could absorb the divinity left behind by the God of Massacre and fuse the information within into his own body, it would be enough for him to gain even more power. It would be enough for him to completely grasp the power of massacre, and use it to ascend to godhood. He would truly be able to form his own divine throne.
Because of this, he did not act again at this moment. He merely oversaw the Adil Empire, Silence absorbing the power and essence within the divinity of massacre.
Just like that, time slowly passed. Soon, another few decades had passed.
Over the past few decades, the situation in the Material World had become even more turbulent under the influence of the churches of all the gods.
Even though it looked calm on the surface, there were many undercurrents hidden within. Once they erupted, anyone would be drowned in them.
The churches of the various gods fought in the material world for their own goals, and each of them carried out their own actions.
Outside the Material World, in another equally huge world, there were also waves of undercurrents surging.
Within the Abyss World.
"Is this the place …?"
An old man in a black robe came to a dark area. Even though his aura was a little weak, he was still tall and straight.
In his eyes, the area in front of him was extremely special.
The land of the Abyss World was always crimson, and it looked very barren. There was no life on it.
Not to mention some wild animals, even some weeds did not exist. There was not the slightest trace of life.
Since ancient times, the entire Abyss World had always been like this. It was barren and had no life at all. Apart from demons, no other life could be seen in this place.
Normal life seemed to have no fate with the Abyss World. Even after countless years, there was still no life in it. Only demons with chaotic auras were constantly growing.
But in this area in front of him, the original inertia was broken.
It was rare for the old man to see plants growing in this place, and from the looks of it, they were growing very vigorously.
Those plants all had very strong life force, and each of them was very pleasing to the eye. They were also very large, and each of them was at least three to four meters long and wide.
A faint aura of life came from these plants, causing the old man in front of him to be a little dazed. A look of shock gradually appeared on his face.
It had to be said that the scene in front of him was still very impactful to ordinary people.
At the very least, the old man in front of him was stunned when he saw this scene, and it took him a long time to react.
"What are these things used for?"
After a while, he came back to his senses and asked as he looked at the plants in front of him.
"These plants are specially planted to serve as rations …"
Beside the old man, a black-robed priest looked at the rows of plants in front of him and said respectfully.
"Rations …"
The old man was stunned again. At this moment, he stared blankly at the rows of plants in front of him. After a long time, he said, "Planting rations in the Abyss … For whom?"
"For those demons, of course."
The black-robed priest said matter-of-factly.
Immediately, a question mark appeared on the old man's face. At this moment, the doubts in his heart became even more intense.
"Demons eat rations?"
A scene appeared in his mind.
In a quiet and empty room, a little demon was sitting on a table and chair with a serious expression. He was eating the food that he had painstakingly planted, bite by bite.
The scene was a little out of place, and the old man in front of him could not help but shake his head. He could not continue to think about it at all.
However, the more wretched scene was yet to come.
The old man originally thought that the scene he had just thought of was out of place, but he did not expect the scene he saw to be even more exciting.
On the plain land, a red land was being cultivated. At this moment, on that land, many burly, tall, and human-like little demons were working hard, holding all kinds of farming tools in their hands as they continuously cultivated.
They worked hard on the land, constantly shouting vague demonic words, holding all kinds of farming tools in their hands as they worked hard on the land.
The old man looked at this scene coldly for a long time. At this moment, he almost suspected that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
What did he see?
Demons were farming?
A race that had been tyrannical, chaotic, destructive, and massacring civilizations was actually farming obediently?
You are demons! Demons who kill without batting an eyelid and slash without batting an eyelid!
Instead of wantonly destroying and destroying, isn't it a waste of talent for you to do this kind of production work here?
Isn't this profession a little too biased?
The old man was deeply speechless. At this moment, he did not know what to say anymore.
At the side, a few black-robed priests were still staring blankly at him. At this moment, they very considerately introduced to him.
"What's planted there are rations and some magic materials. After harvesting them, they can be used to make some potions …"
"There are some other unique materials over there. Even though they are plants, they can actually be used to make some unique armors as supplementary materials. The effects are very good …"
They sat in front of the old man and continuously introduced the scene ahead, leaving the old man in a daze.
"Can these things be brought to the surface for the people in the material world to use?"
Looking at the diligent and seemingly passionate little demons, this thought suddenly flashed in the old man's mind and he hurriedly asked.
His question was right on point.
For intelligent races, the importance of agriculture was self-evident.
It could be said that the existence of agriculture led to an increase in population, which led to the development of a more prosperous civilization.
No matter who it was, food was extremely important. As long as there was enough food, there would be enough population.
With a sufficient population, it meant that there would be sufficient faith, sufficient troops, and a reorganized reserve force.
With a sufficient population, the country would be able to receive sufficient finance and taxes, and the church would be able to harvest enough faith and select enough outstanding priests from the many believers to become new blood.
In order to have a sufficient population, there needed to be a guaranteed supply of food and ensure that people could eat and drink their fill.
If the food planted in the Abyss could be brought to the material world, it would undoubtedly be an excellent opportunity.
In a situation where land was scarce and there was almost no place without intelligent races, there were large tracts of land in the Abyss that were abandoned. The surrounding land was basically blank, and no one planted or cultivated it at all.
In the past, because no plants could grow on the land of the Abyss, it was meaningless to abandon this land, and no one cared at all.
But now, a type of plant and crop that could grow and reproduce in the Abyss had appeared.
So for a while, the vast area in the Abyss immediately became valuable.
As long as there was land that could be cultivated and crops could be planted, everything else would not be a problem and could be solved properly.
If they could farm in the Abyss and transport the food cultivated in the Abyss to the material world, it could be foreseen that the population of the material world would increase explosively because of the food supply in the Abyss.
At this moment, the old man saw this possibility.
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