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Chapter 540 They betrayed us!
Hippos, the god of wine, admired the fire.

Throughout the ages, how many people have seen such a wonder?
“Wine is always poetry’s best playmate.”

Sipos raised his wine glass and cheered to the gods present.

The gods immediately raised their glasses and celebrated this well-deserved victory together.

Over the past few days, they had heard about the movements of other gods. The group of gods who led mortals to accept the path of divine creation seemed to have encountered disobedience from mortals. After some mortals gained power, they were completely transformed as they thought. The earth became arrogant and complacent, and even claimed that they were living gods. However, a group of gods who tried to use the divine creation path to divide mortals encountered far greater obstacles than the former. Their actions encountered huge backlash, and mortals temporarily Half of the meeting is still unable to accept this forcefully implemented change.

Only their group of gods is in sight of victory at this moment.

"Those gods are too stupid. There are so many roads in this world, and the broadest and easiest road is right now, so they chose the difficult one.

Come on, let's indulge in this now. "

Sipos was born to be the leader of the banquet. Under his mobilization, the gods present cheered and couldn't wait to see more fires ignited in the kingdom of Karlond.

At this time, one of the gods looked worried and said uneasily:
"We burned down a city..."

The gods on the field looked at him one after another. The latter was stunned for a moment and quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he said something wrong.

Sipos came over with a smile and said to the gods around him:
"Smile, why are you so nervous?
Isn't this a joyful banquet?
Even mortals know that it is the greatest courtesy to indulge in enjoyment at a banquet. Why are you so nervous? "

After relaxing the atmosphere on the court, Sipos clapped his hands and asked the maid to pour a full glass of wine for the god in front of him.

Then, Dionysus said:

"What are you worried about? It's not that we burned down the city. We didn't do anything. It was all good things done by mortals."

Hearing this, all the gods on the scene laughed, clapped their hands and said:
"Yes, they are all good things done by mortals."

"We didn't set the fire."

“I don’t know who lit the fire, so who would blame us?”

The originally tense atmosphere was relieved in this way, and Sipos looked at the scene at the banquet with satisfaction.

Sipos turned his gaze back to the god just now and continued:

"Relax, there are many cities in the world that have been burned by fire, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less.

Moreover, let me say that it was not a pity or an injustice at all for Karlond to be burned down.

There are some mortal sects on the earth. They claim to build a great plain or a heaven on earth, and advocate killing all sinners on the earth. Many people often regard them as evil sects, but I think what those mortals say makes some sense. .

There are so many evils in the world. If we don’t use violence to eliminate them, how can we wash away the blood of evil?
Even if a few good people are mistakenly killed in the process, it is still a necessary sacrifice.

And Carl Londe is already rampant in greed. Burning it will make the world a little cleaner, so burning it will not be unfair. "

Sipos made a shameless defense without blushing or beating, but due to his stance, many gods on the scene felt that what Dionysus said was quite reasonable.

The god was still uneasy and asked:

"What if you kill hundreds of good people for one evil person?"

Sipos shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:

“That’s what poetry always says: the price of justice.”

The gods on the field immediately clapped their hands and applauded, saying yes again and again.

Seeing this, Sipos cleared his throat and continued:
“As for why it’s not a pity.

This is for something nobler—poetry.

The burning of Carl Lund was such a tragic tragedy that countless poets in later generations will use it as their theme.

Those poems are not only treasures for mortals, but also treasures for gods.

If the city had not burned, would there still be those poems in future generations?

Just like on the battlefield, if no hero dies on the battlefield, even if the god of poetry comes, he will not be able to write a high-quality epic.

In order to produce great works for future generations, such as "The Battlefield of Caolannid" and "My King and My Land", it is not a pity at all to burn Carlond.

Maybe, people in the later world will be thankful: 'Fortunately, Karl Lund was burned down, otherwise we wouldn't have such a great work. '

Besides, even if Karlond is burned down, it will be rebuilt in the future, so let it have a new life! "

Sipos' words were high-sounding and sounded very reasonable. The gods on the scene were completely convinced. They suddenly no longer felt that the wailing in the fire was harsh, but regarded it as beautiful poems.

"How reasonable this is!"

"No mortal wise man could ever say such wise words."

"The dwarves should feel happy, because they are going to be written into poetry, just like beautiful notes into music."

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Along with these voices, the restless god was more or less convinced, and he slowly drank the wine from the glass.

Sipos burst into cheers,
"Celebrate! For the wine! For the poetry!"

The gods celebrated, drinking wine and admiring the scene of the fire burning the city.

After a moment of celebration…

Liondeos, the God of Victory, frowned.

Sipos noticed this and asked:
"My victory, why are you uneasy?"

Lendeos said:

"Such a scene, Laren and Utus are not even present."

Sipos smiled and said:

"Have you forgotten, didn't they go to find that person?"

Lendeos still frowned,
"It's been three days, I'm worried about them..."

Sipos waved his hand, denying this possibility.

"Are you kidding? They are all gods, and Utus is still fifth level. How many fifth level gods are there in the world?
As long as our king is still alive, Utus will be his god. "

Lendeos shook his head and said:
"That's not it... I'm worried that they will betray us..."

After saying that, Leanderos felt a little guilty. He felt that he should not doubt the two gods without reason.

"My victory, you made me laugh, no one is better suited to comedy than you."

The god of wine laughed regardless of etiquette, and then vowed:
"This can't happen,

I have never seen gods more determined than them! "

Lendeos nodded, confirming what the Dionysus said.

Sipos took a sip of wine, blinked and said:
“As for worries, I actually have them too.

My only worry is that they will not be able to attend the celebration banquet in time and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the city burned by fire. "

Sibos's words dispelled Lendeos' worries. The God of Victory thought about it carefully and realized that he really shouldn't worry about those two gods. If he wanted to worry, he should also worry about the mortal.

"Enjoy this banquet and the victory. Although you are the god of victory, you should also celebrate every victory."

Sipos and Leanderos held the cup.

"Sipos, every victory will be won without your wine."

Leanderos complimented.

Then, the two gods turned to look at the burning Karlond. The more the fire rose into the sky, the more intense the celebration at the banquet. Some gods discussed the details of the poem on the spot and discussed which words should be chosen in order to be accurate. He also described this scene vividly. They were watching the fire from the other side and enjoying themselves to their heart's content.

But at this moment,
What caught the gods on the field off guard was...

The fire... was beginning to be extinguished.

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Fire broke out in King Carlond's city, and the flames engulfed large tracts of houses in a very short period of time. Alaire and others who had seized power reacted when the news of the fire came through and quickly sent people to put out the fire.

The dwarves hurriedly put out the fire. They hurriedly demolished the buildings outside the fire scene, demolished open spaces one after another, or transported water from various places to extinguish the raging fire. All these measures were successful in local areas, but they could not control the fire in the entire city. It can only be a drop in the bucket.

Even though Alaire and others responded in time, the fire still continued, with burning charred wood glowing everywhere. Balls of flames and sparks shot straight into the sky. Half of the sky was illuminated fiery red, while the remaining half was dark. of orange-yellow color.

Wherever the flames passed, there were large areas of dark ruins, with sporadic flames still burning. Chaos fed on the ruins and filled the city.

Thick smoke floated into the sky one after another, like sad gray and white ribbons. Robbers, criminals, soldiers, and all kinds of people who showed their true nature took the opportunity to plunder and plunder everywhere, and their desperate cries were louder than the flames all over the city. many.

The palace was already extremely busy, and in the face of the increasingly terrifying fire, no one could come up with an effective plan.

In the streets and alleys that had been burned by the fire and reduced to ruins, there were dwarves praying to Heris everywhere. Some of them were of humble origins, and some of them were of prominent origins. The fire brought disaster to them indiscriminately.

"O Helis! In the name of your father, save us!"

"Extinguish this fire, you can do it if you blow a breath of wind."

"Wise Helis, I will no longer disobey you, I will no longer question you..."

Weeping and running, wailing and galloping, the dwarves begged Helis, or begged Helis and his father at the same time. Of course, there were also dwarves begging for Skadi, the winter god, Angelil, the water god, the rain god, and the river god. , wind gods...and various other gods that can extinguish fire.

Of course, some dwarves regard the fire as the wrath of the gods and declare it to be a sign of doom.

"This is a fire in the forge of Helis! Our insolence has offended the gods!"

"May the gods be merciful. Even if Heris wants to protect us, how can he alone bear the wrath of the gods?"

“Consider that every sin you have committed in the past, no matter how small, is a fuel for today’s fire.”

Similar voices are endless. Sometimes people say this is the wrath of the gods, sometimes they say this is the retribution of mortals, sometimes they say it is just an accident, sometimes they say it is true believers, lie believers, death believers, prophecy believers and other believers. Their conspiracy, of course, the three-eyed apes and Golan humans, as well as some other races, are also listed as suspects.

How obvious the confusion is.

Several figures appeared in the sky where the flames were burning. Under the soaring firelight, no one noticed this change at first. Even if they did, they mistakenly thought it was ashes floating in the sky.

However, following that direction, a loud shout shook the whole city, and the flames of the entire city were suddenly pulled, as if being sucked into a large whirlpool.

"My poor people!"

The whole city was shocked by this shout. Thousands of pairs of eyes looked to the sky. As the figure raised some artifact, a huge suction force suddenly appeared in the air, and all the people could see were burning fires. Converging in the same direction, the whole sky turned red.

The crackling of the flames, the fighting sounds of the crowd, the chaotic roars... all the sounds stopped because of this miracle, and the people of the whole city looked at this scene in disbelief.

Helis was carrying the furnace on his shoulders, and his whole body was covered with veins. The flames that burned the whole city were flowing into the furnace one after another. This huge furnace was burned red, and sweat was constantly dripping from the muscles of the god of mountains and craftsmen. He looked like a god of fire.

As each flame was sucked in, a strong wind whipped up in the sky. It was the divine power of Utus. The strong wind stirred up the clouds and mist, and within a moment it began to rain heavily. The flames had almost spread throughout the city, and the rain now covered Carllond. , the sporadic flames were completely extinguished, and the flaming charred wood also dimmed.

Seeing the two gods trying their best to make up for the damage caused by the fire, Laren suddenly felt guilty and uneasy. The God of Dreams understood how stupid he had been before. He kept cursing himself and slapping himself in the face, because in this disaster , all He can do is to offer people a good dream for the rest of their lives.

People all over the city were cheering. They sang praises to Helis and sang hymns. At the same time, they also sang praises to the gods of the celestial kingdom, praising their magnanimity and beautiful virtues.

These people singing and praising didn't know that in the starry sky, there was a group of gods looking at this scene in shock.

"Heris? Why did he appear? Wasn't he persuaded by Utus and Laren?"

"Wait a minute, those standing next to Him are Utus and Laren! What's going on?!"

"Why didn't Utus stop that craftsman?"

"Why don't you stop Helis? Utus made it rain in the sky, and He also extinguished the fire!"

"Did they reach an agreement? What on earth is going on?!"

The gods who were enjoying themselves not long ago looked at this scene in shock and confusion. No one could figure out what happened. The joy of the banquet was cut short. The maids heard the sound of wine glasses falling to the ground one after another. The unfinished wine was spilled, which was a waste of money.

Sipos looked at this scene in disbelief. He became panicked and murmured:

"Utus, Laren...are you crazy, are you all crazy? Do you know what you are doing?"

The god in charge of victory next to him had a face as white as a sheet of paper and trembled:
"They all betrayed us. My hunch was right. My hunch was really right!"

(End of this chapter)