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"Did you fight here before?"

"Yes!"

The World Tree held Hardy's hand and flew in this world that looked empty but seemed to have infinite space.

Soon, she pulled Hardy to a huge body.

It was a female body, its heart and lungs had been ripped open.

A large amount of pink liquid floated next to the giant corpse.

Hardy flew up and down around the divine body several times, and then stopped in front of the other's face.

Her face... was all smashed.

But Hadi could still recognize it. This was... Slaanesh.

"Two Slaaneshes, which one is the real one?" asked Hardy.

"It's all true." The World Tree smiled and said, "This dead Slaanesh is the Slaanesh of the past. The Slaanesh in your head is from the future."

Hadi was a little puzzled: "Since I'm dead, there is still a future?"

"For some gods, life and death are actually very ambiguous." World Tree smiled and said, "She feels that she will not die. Even if her body and divine power are gone, they will 'grow' again from somewhere."

"So Slaanesh is the type that can't die?"

The World Tree smiled and said, "Yes, now you should absorb her divine body. Use it as firewood to raise your throne."

"That's not so good. Slaanesh is still alive. It shouldn't be difficult to get her back into this body on her own."

"It's not difficult, but I don't want this body anymore." Slaanesh's voice rang out in Hadi's voice: "Hadi, I can be reborn again... and you need a suitable divine body that is not hostile to you, to serve as the spark for you to ignite the divine fire."

Now that Hardy is a demigod, there is a lot of special knowledge in his mind.

After becoming a demigod, having a small kingdom of God alone is of no use. It's like having a car... but a car needs fuel to start.

Many things can serve as combustion, such as a large number of souls, a large amount of faith power, or particularly powerful objects.

This object can be either dead or alive.

The body of a god would be the best choice for use as fuel.

Hady thought for a while, stretched out his hand gently, and then the huge body of Slaanesh began to break into pieces, turning into more pink mist.

Hardy gently inhaled these fragmented colored mists and absorbed them into his body.

It seems to be absorbed into the body, but in fact it enters into his kingdom of God.

At this time in Hardy's kingdom of God, a large amount of pink mist descended from the sky and merged into the ground and the mountains.

His kingdom of God is 'slowly' expanding and growing bigger.

At the same time, some small creatures appeared.

There are butterflies of various colors and many fish in the river.

At this time, Slaanesh was shouting excitedly: "Oh, my body is integrated with Hadi, so happy, so happy...ah!"

There was a crisp sound, as if someone was hit, and then Slaanesh's voice disappeared.

Hardy has entered a 'dormant' state at this time.

The Kingdom of God is closely related to his spirit, and the changes in the Kingdom of God require his full efforts to create.

Naturally, you cannot perceive your surroundings.

The body of the World Tree suddenly became huge. She gently held Hardy's body in her hands, and then hid it in her chest.

……

Hardy didn't know at this time that strange phenomena were occurring in the human world.

A huge, golden magic circle appeared in the air, covering the entire world.

Under this magic circle, the combat effectiveness of humans and elves will be greatly improved, while the combat effectiveness of bat people will be exaggeratedly reduced. They can't even fly.

Ryan led the demon army and captured another bat city.

"All bat people must die, young and old, male and female."

Ryan raised his sword high and roared.

Then the demon army dispersed and started killing people in the city.

Every time a bat man dies, their soul and body will turn into yellow smoke, fly into the sky, and then be absorbed by the golden magic circle.

The situation is similar for humans, but human commanders will intentionally let go of the young bat children.

Then these children were brought back to the rear of the human world and looked after collectively.

The elves did not participate in the war again, but retreated to Louisian County and then protected all of Hardy's territories.

The capital of the Batmen, Arthurland City.

royal palace.

Through the large crystal, one could see humans and demons taking over another city and killing people. A woman who looked no different from a human, who didn't even have wings on her back, had tears in her eyes.

She knelt down and prayed softly: "Lord of the Winged People, please tell us...what kind of future is the path we should take."

A man walked over, and he actually looked like a human. He snorted and said, "Instead of praying to the gods, it is better to arm yourself. Daughter, you believe too much in the so-called fate. Now fate has played a joke on you. We have become flesh and blood in the eyes of others."

The woman stood up, tears streaming down her cheeks. "But...if we don't get out of this and stay in the original world, we will still end up dead."

"Yes, we need to fight." The man said angrily, "Humans have slaughtered more than 100 million of our people. It's really abominable."

The woman didn't say anything. She really wanted to say that we, the Winged People, also killed hundreds of millions of hairless monkeys.

It was just because of her position that she couldn't say this.

"Father, can you give me some more divine crystals?"

"Are you still not willing?"

"This is the last way we can go. If we don't make changes, our race will disappear."

“Forget it.” The man shook his head helplessly: “I’ll give you one last chance. After this, you won’t have any more divine crystals to use.”

"Thank you father."

The man turned and left, and soon a bat man brought in some colorful stones and piled them together.

A single stone may not be very beautiful, but when a dozen of them are put together, there is a psychedelic effect of color, which is quite beautiful.

The woman knelt down, mumbling something.

Soon, a strange white wind appeared from her body.

Normally, wind has no color, but the wind she created has color.

The white winds entangled the colorful stones, and soon the stones broke into pieces and melted into the white winds.

The woman opened her eyes. "Gods of heaven and earth, no matter who you are, as long as you are kind and willing to protect us, we are willing to serve you. Please save our Winged People, we can't hold on any longer. Thank you, gods, for listening to our voices..."

The white wind carried the colorful dust upwards and soon disappeared at the end of the sky.

Hardy was sleeping at this time, and then in a daze, he heard someone talking in his ear.

Keep talking.

Very noisy.

Finally he said angrily, "Stop reading it. It's annoying."

The man woke up. (End of this chapter)