Malar was a primitive and barbaric god who was obsessed with hunting and killing.
In civilized areas, Malar's church was loathed, as its members (who were usually evil beastmen) were a dangerous threat to the local inhabitants. However, in the wilderness and borderlands, those who hunted for a living could only unwillingly pay their respects to him, even if they feared his cruelty.
Because hunters hunted for a living, their followers would receive special blessings.
Malar's followers would form their own 'hunting teams'. Some would move openly during the day, while others would only move secretly at night.
Perhaps this was the source of their terror. Regardless of whether it was day or night, the slightest carelessness could cost one's life.
Malar's faith had already spread to many planes. Thus, there were many like-minded murderers who viewed him as their religion.
With the ability to become invisible and four tentacles, the corpse in front of him was undoubtedly a creature from another plane. They were loyal to Malar and had followed him to this foreign land.
A group of crazy hunters was undoubtedly a disaster for humans.
These hunters were not as frightening as insects or wild beasts. Every time they attacked, humans could more or less defend themselves. Even if they could not defeat them, they could still counterattack.
However, this monster that had just died had an extremely strange ability to become invisible. If not for Chen Feng's Infinity Sword and Ring of Frost, if it were an ordinary legend, they would have died long ago.
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy could you obtain victory.
Chen Feng furrowed his brows and tried to filter out the information related to the other party.
Malar was an ancient god who had existed since the first beasts hunted on the ground. He had always hated the elves and had allied with Lolth for a long time. For thousands of years, he had always tried to seize the power of other gods and had achieved varying degrees of success.
"Lolth?" Astonishment appeared on Chen Feng's face. He had not expected that this person would actually ally with Rose. However, they were somewhat similar. Both of them were well-known members of the Evil Faction and similarly had an intense desire to plunder the power of other gods.
For an existence like Malar, devouring the energy of the void was no longer beneficial to him. Only by devouring the power of other gods could he advance further.
Of course, if he said that he had killed Marat's clone, would he offend Rose? There was no need to worry about that at all, because with Rose's personality, perhaps she would rather her ally fall into a weakened state and devour him in one fell swoop.
Cooperating with Rose was a dangerous matter. No, cooperating with an existence from the Evil Faction more or less had some hidden dangers. Unless the other party was a Keeper of Order, there was a high chance that the so-called allies would kill each other before killing the enemy.
Chen Feng stood where he was. He did not say that he was going to leave, nor did he say that he was going to move forward. This caused the Lu Wei duo to be somewhat bewildered. However, they were clear on their identities. They could see that Chen Feng had sunk into some sort of contemplation. Hence, they exchanged glances and did their job as guards.
The Mara priests loved to hunt, and they especially loved to make the process as dangerous as possible (for both the hunter and the prey). The Mara followers preached the pleasures and benefits of hunting, and fought against the expansion of civilization in order to preserve the wilderness as much as possible. To this end, they often resorted to plundering and destruction.
Plunder and destroy.
This was in line with everything that happened in this land.
The clothes worn by the priests during the ceremony were made from the fur and skulls of the most powerful beasts they had hunted with their bare hands (usually bears or big cats, but some were owlbears, displacement beasts, or other strange creatures).
The Mara followers would hang hunting horns on their waists, and their whole body was covered with daggers: between their shoes and belts, on their forearms, on the back of their neck (hidden in their hair), or under their armpits.
When hunting in the forest, they preferred to wear reddish-brown clothes, usually covered with a mottled cloak of black, gray, and green. As for the priests who wanted to attract attention, they would use various animal bones, fangs, claws, or fur to make necklaces around their necks.
Prey's bones, fangs, claws, and fur?
Chen Feng shifted his gaze to the monkey spirits at the side. These life forms did not have their bellies cut open. Most of the time, they were killed with a single hit. However, every single one of them would lose some small parts from their body.
Fingers, ears, or an eyeball.
Through various signs, it was clear that the hunters' original intention of killing the monkeys was not for food, because they did not care about flesh and blood at all. Instead, they only took some insignificant organs. Compared to satiation, they might prefer the feeling of hunting.
The hunter lurked at the side, watching the entire race frolicking in the forest. After the monkey spirits mutated, they had the intelligence of a human in their teens. If they were given enough time, after a few generations of development, there would be a humanoid race that would not be any weaker than humans!
The main reason why humans were the best in this land was mainly because of their brains and IQ.
They did not have the strength of beasts, nor the ability of birds to fly in the sky, but because of their thinking, they used steel and gunpowder to create weapons that could even destroy a mountain in an instant. Because of their thinking, after hundreds of years of research and thousands of years of imagination, they created steel behemoths that could fly in the sky.
This was the ultimate magic weapon of human success, wisdom.
However, because of the energy storm, intelligence was no longer unique to humans. This was especially true for creatures like the monkey spirits who were more inclined towards humans. Their brains were developed to the extreme and they were trying to complete their own evolution. When that day came, the greatest enemy of humans would be born.
However, it was this group of monkeys with unlimited potential that silently fell to the ground. From the moment they were targeted by the hunters, they were already dead.
But now, this powerful hunter had become a prey, trapped in a trap like the one in the boundary, and then slowly tortured to death.
Chen Feng's mouth curved into a self-deprecating smile.
He had already gone further and further on the road to death. Because of the special nature of this land, it attracted countless strong people to spy on this place, and the evil gods were part of it.
On the long road to becoming stronger, Chen Feng had encountered many evil gods or forces. The fallen angels represented the Sun God, Nara's avatar, and now Malar's clues.
Compared to the iron-brimmed pig from before, Chen Feng was more akin to a monster that did not know when to stop eating. He devoured everything he saw. Any energy capable of increasing his strength was his target of devouring.
The followers of the Sun God were transformed into fallen angels by him, which was the greatest blasphemy to the gods. Nara painstakingly accumulated forces in the human world so that one day he could transform the land into soil suitable for his survival. However, under Chen Feng's repeated attacks, not only was his forces destroyed, even his divinity was devoured, and he became the Lie Demons!
Now, after knowing that there might be an evil god's avatar in this land, Chen Feng did not leave. Instead, a sense of excitement rose in his heart.
Malar loved to hunt, but in the wild jungle, who was the hunter? Who was the prey? Sometimes it was really hard to tell!
Of course, he had killed a follower of the Sun God, a legendary powerhouse!
If this was Malar's plane, a legendary follower would not be much, because he was an evil god that had been famous for a long time. Who knew how many powerhouses he had gathered under him? However, this was the human world. While there might be powerhouses by his side, there would not be many of them.
This was a blatant provocation.
It was no different from him killing the chimera. If Chen Feng had lost an important helper, this was undoubtedly a declaration of war.
From the moment he defeated the hunter, the war between the two sides had already begun.
Chen Feng even had a feeling that in that unknown forest, there was a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him. That pair of eyes was emitting a wild beast-like will. However, it did not make a move. Instead, it was deliberately concealing its killing intent.
This might be a psychological hint, because this land was very likely to have been transformed. The influence of an evil god was enough to destroy the confidence of many powerhouses.
However, the death of a legendary hunter was something that could not be doubted. Even if Malar did not pay attention, the fact that the hunter under his feet had not appeared for a long time meant that an enemy had invaded this place.
Chen Feng did not have much time left. He did not want to play a meaningless game of chase with Malar. This was simply courting death.
This was an important piece of information that Chen Feng had obtained after investigating the knowledge.
Malar held the divine domain of tracking and hunting. He was like a woodworker who had worked with wood all his life. Perhaps he could create the tools he needed even if he closed his eyes.
In this forest, the moment Malar entered a stalemate, what Chen Feng should do was not to fight with his life on the line. Instead, he should flee with all his might.
Just like a bird flying into the sky or a fish swimming into the water, to Malar, fighting in the jungle would undoubtedly increase his strength to the greatest extent!
Hence, this was still a blitzkrieg.
Once he found Malar's tracks, he would release all his summons and suppress him with lightning speed. A single legendary was nothing, but eight legendary powerhouses suppressed him together. Unless he had broken through to the epic rank by the time he descended, there was no way he could escape!
The power of the gods was immense.
If an ordinary person obtained a strand of divinity, it was very likely that they would directly advance to the legendary realm!
Of course, the prerequisite was that the person could perfectly fuse with that strand of divinity. More often than not, the powerful energy would corrode the will of an ordinary person, turning them into a twisted soul and distorted appearance.
This might be the bad taste of some evil gods. They would deliberately bury some things and then leak the news in the form of treasures. Those treasure hunters would madly rush to their destination, but after a round of killing and fighting, they would often get some kind of "contaminated" treasure.
Once they were corrupted by those treasures, even the strongest explorer would become a distorted life form. They would retain all their memories and even their thoughts, but their appearance and personality would change.
One could imagine that their entire body would be covered in eyeballs, or black hair coming out of their mouths. Apart from that, some people would even completely turn into beasts. They would grow a tail and fangs that only beasts would have. They were afraid of sunlight and liked to devour living things like ghouls, wandering near tombs that no one cared about.
Polluter.
These were the names of these existences.
Apart from the evil gods, the other gods were not as noble as imagined. In the eyes of most gods, humans were no different from ants.
In order to satisfy their curiosity or research, humans would use animals as the blueprint for experiments. They would inject syphilis and other viruses into monkeys, and transplant human ears into mice to see if they could graft and regenerate.
To the gods, humans were undoubtedly little mice. The changes that caused the body to mutate and the soul to distort were perhaps purely out of curiosity, or a so-called research.
The Polluters were real. If there was a ranking, they were even more disgusting than the demons. Whether it was their appearance or their crazy souls, they were life forms that all intelligent creatures would reject.
Chen Feng had obtained a lot of knowledge from the abyss, and even copied the faces of some of the Polluters in his mind. Even after he learned all of this, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Disgusting, strange, and distorted.
To be more specific, each of the Polluters was not weaker than the Lie Demons before they were born. A huge pool of sludge, mixed with countless limbs and the wailing of the dead, and the head was a little girl.
Under Chen Feng's training, the Lie Demons seemed to have completed a miraculous evolution.
Demons, Polluters, Abominations.
Perhaps only those who had experienced it could understand the process. It was an evil ritual accompanied by slaughter and devouring. Of course, there was also a lot of luck. If there had been a problem, the Lie Demons would not have become the Abominations they were today. They would have remained at the level of the Polluters.
If Chen Feng had another chance to choose, he might not repeat all of this. It was like a nightmare, and no one would be willing to relive it after waking up.
"Let's go." Chen Feng took the lead, and the two behind him did not refute. They followed closely behind and began to move forward into the unknown territory.
Their goal this time was confirmed, and it was the divinity on Malarfen.
Riches were found in danger.
Chen Feng had many choices. Nurturing a summoned beast, fusing with a broken plane, or even devouring himself. Malarfen had the ability to hunt and track. Once Chen Feng completed his devouring, he might be able to obtain some combat skills.
Divinity.
It was like a tempting fruit.
Even someone like Chen Feng was currently engulfed in greed. His goal was simple …
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