The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Smiling at his friend, he said:

"First, if you give up everything you have now to join the Watchers, they will naturally treat their own people with respect."

"Secondly, if you give up all your strength and become an ordinary old man again, they will treat you the same and let you live out your old age in peace."

"So, which one do you think suits you best?"

His face twitched, and the Red-Haired Legend coughed twice:

"Ahem, well then, forget it. I think things are fine as they are. I like it when they're not gentle with me."

"It's okay to ask them to put in a little more effort."

puff!

"Cough cough cough! You, cough cough... idiot."

The tea that had been sprayed out floated in mid-air due to the magic's support. Blue-Eyed Legend pointed at his old friend, who had a smug look on his face, his fingers trembling with anger.

"idiot!"

"Covering your mouth won't help; that camera can record audio!"

Not knowing what to say, Blue-Eyed Legend simply threw the teacup at them.

"...Huh?"

bang.

He didn't fight back even after being hit. The red-haired legend's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted in shock:

"what!"

Unable to bear watching any longer, Blue-Eyed Legend covered his face and cursed helplessly:

"You idiot."

Please, use your brain!

Stop just stuffing it with muscle!

……

……

Shelters are of paramount importance.

It is the spark of the world, the hope of mortals, and the place where all the awakened are placed.

This is a man-made paradise isolated from danger, Noah's Ark that saved them from the disasters caused by the gods.

This is a forbidden territory that must never be touched, and must never be eroded!

But at this moment, in a dark room within a certain shelter, a man was praying incessantly:

Praise be to my Lord.

Praise be to our Lord!

He didn't know how long he had been praying, he just kept repeating the prayer nervously.

"Praise... Hahaha!"

Suddenly, the prayers stopped, and the man with his head bowed revealed a chilling smile.

He changed his tone and spoke:

"Finally, they let me in!"

He stood up and looked out the window at the dark night with only a few lights.

"Mortals! Welcome your gods!"

The shelter must never be compromised...

Chapter 567: They're all mine! Hehe...hehe!! ?

The man's face was stretched out in an exaggerated manner, his eyes were eerily bright, and he looked particularly ferocious in the dark night.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

His shoulders kept shrugging, and finally, the man couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha!"

"I'm finally back!"

The man nervously inhaled, drawing air into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled.

"Aha...haha!"

He savored everything in the air.

Anxiety, fear, anger, hatred... those emotions permeating the air were driving him mad.

"Indeed, this is what it feels like to be alive."

"That period of deep sleep almost killed me!"

Mortals might think that the gods' slumber is nothing unusual to them, that they are unaware of the outside world, and that it passes by in the blink of an eye.

But the truth is not so; the gods did not slumber voluntarily.

It was forced upon them.

The gods were forced into a deep sleep.

The feeling of actively passing time through sleep and passively falling asleep is completely different.

The event was sudden, and most of the gods were actually unprepared in the moments before they fell asleep, some even in the midst of battle, maintaining a high level of vigilance against the outside world.

This has resulted in most of them retaining their perception of the outside world, remaining in a semi-conscious, vegetative state for thousands of years.

Consciousness was shrouded in chaos; one could only perceive the outside world but could not understand its specifics, making life worse than death.

Even though it was extremely painful and they resisted the process, they were powerless to do anything about it and endured it for thousands of years.

It wasn't until recently that I regained consciousness and was able to intervene in the outside world.

"call!

! ”

Feeling the long-lost freedom, the man let out a long sigh of relief.

After stretching his body, the man finally calmed down.

"This time, everything will be firmly in my hands!"

! ”

"I will not fail again!"

He raised his hand and clenched his fist tightly towards the dark night sky, as if trying to hold the darkness in his palm.

Hmph, hmph hmph!

After laughing strangely for a while, the man disappeared back into the shadows and sat back down in the spot where he had been praying.

After the excitement, what happens next?

What should we do next?

After a long while, the man finally made up his mind, having gradually adapted to his frail body.

"First and foremost, we need to develop a following, right?"

Developing believers is the first priority and the most important part.

Only when she has a large enough number of believers can she draw more faith power from them and quickly return to her former status.

“I could even surpass what I once was.”

The surprise that made her lose her composure was not just the simple matter of regaining her freedom, but also a discovery that made her ecstatic, even risking her life to step out of her hiding place.

There are too many humans.

There are so many lambs who could become believers!

The reason why humans in the Dark Ages were first noticed by the gods was because of their remarkable reproductive ability.

Although lifespan is short due to natural disasters and other reasons, humans can reproduce year-round, at any time, and the gestation period is extremely short.

While they can't match the terrifying reproductive capacity of goblins and gnomes, humans have one advantage: they are intelligent enough.

Even an uneducated slave's devout faith can surpass the combined prayers of dozens of intellectually challenged goblins.

Moreover, humans cannot use magic, not even the lowest-ranking goblins, which means that those in power never need to worry about being overthrown one day.

To the gods, humans are excellent vessels for worship.

And sometimes... the Lamb of the Lord is not just the Lamb of faith.

For some beast-like deities, humans can treat them as food for their own kind.

"Even so, isn't this number too many?"

She couldn't help but sigh when she thought about the numbers she had uncovered.

While the human population in the past wasn't small, it was nothing compared to what we have now.

"Ha, humans are really good at reproducing. How much time has actually passed?"

"It's like they only know how to breed insects."

But this is for the best; it's better for his rule.

With billions of living beings, if that number of humans truly becomes his believer, what is there to fear?

"Great divine power! No! I can absolutely touch the edge of greatness!"

"Even more so!"

Her eyes trembled, her breathing became rapid, and she could barely control her "body," which began to spasm excitedly.

"Even the Lord of Holy Light is no match for me!"