"Mighty God of Massacre, I am the God of Diplomacy of the Zaliah divine system, Avili.
This is the treaty of the gods drawn up by the gods of the Feisuo Plane. Please sign it.
This is the will of the gods of the Feisuo Plane. "
Avili smiled gracefully and spread his hands, and a golden scroll suddenly flew out. Countless threads of divine force linked the golden scroll.
Yang Feng beckoned with his hand, grabbed the golden treaty of the gods, and examined it carefully.
The golden treaty of the gods recorded all kinds of taboos.
Apart from blasphemy, dealing with experts from other planes, and other extreme situations, gods were not allowed to descend with their true bodies and participate in wars between mortals.
The means by which gods interfered in the secular world could be bestowed with god armaments, bestowed with power to mortals, guided by divine decrees, combined with mortals to give birth to divine descendants, and other indirect means.
Those who violated the treaty would be jointly suppressed by the gods of the Feisuo Plane.
All the gods who signed their names on the Treaty of the Gods were bound by it.
Only after the treaty of the gods did the Feisuo Plane recover from the chaos of the war of the gods.
Before the implementation of the treaty of the gods, the main plane of the Feisuo Plane was practically barren due to the divine force of the gods.
All mortals hid in the shelters of the gods, struggling at death's door, and were in danger of being assimilated into petitioners at any time.
Once the mortals, the foundation of the gods, were assimilated into petitioners, the gods would lose their foundation of existence on this plane, slowly weaken, and even die.
Gods had long lifespans, were extremely powerful, and possessed astonishing explosive power.
However, their only weakness was that they didn't have as much freedom as human Warlocks.
Yang Feng grabbed the treaty of the gods and said with a faint smile: "What if I don't sign it?"
Avili replied with a smile: "We will only tell this fact to all the gods!"
Yang Feng took a deep look at Avili, then suddenly revealed a smile and signed his name: "It seems that I have no choice!"
Gods who refused to sign the treaty of the gods would become the public enemy of all the gods of the Feisuo Plane.
Once Yang Feng refuses to sign the Treaty of the Gods, not only the two human divine systems, but also the neutral divine system, elven divine system, dragon divine system, beastman divine system, and many other gods will become his enemies.
Currently, Yang Feng didn't have the power to go against the gods of the Feisuo Plane. As such, he could only choose to sign the treaty.
Seeing this, Avili's eyes flashed with a hint of regret. He smiled and said, "Great God of Massacre, our God King's daughter, the Goddess of Love, Mavis, will be celebrating her birthday on the ninth of next month. I hope you can do me the honor and attend her birthday party."
Yang Feng said: "If I have time, I will consider it!"
Avili smiled and said, "Then, goodbye!"
A gold beam descended from the sky, enveloped Avili, and teleported him away from Yang Feng's divine country.
Rose said: "Your Majesty, I have a lot of experience in wars between mortals. Please allow me to explain to you the rules of the war between gods of the Feisuo Plane."
Yang Feng responded: "Alright!"
As the largest barrier of the Red Earth Wasteland, the Lightning Fortress was surrounded by the Morrince Empire and the Titan Empire.
Outside the Lightning Fortress, there were various tents stretching for more than 100 kilometers, and powerful auras were faintly discernible inside the tents, as if terrifying beasts were hiding inside.
A convoy slowly entered the barracks. Most of the people in the convoy were tall and beautiful dancers. As soon as the convoy entered the barracks, it attracted the greedy gazes of countless warriors.
However, when the warriors saw the carriage with the God of Dance's crest in the center of the convoy, their eyes shimmered with apprehension, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
Sitting in the carriage, Florence looked at the barracks through the window, her heart filled with complicated emotions: "Wizard Ian, Marshal Ian, God of Half Blood Beastmen, God of Massacre Yang Feng!
He's changed a lot!
Back then, he was just an ordinary Wizard, but now he has become a strong divine force rank god, an enemy of the gods. The affairs of the world are really unpredictable. "
When Florence and Yang Feng met for the first time, Yang Feng was just a Wizard from the wilderness.
In order to become an aristocrat, he went to the imperial capital of the Morrince Empire to be conferred a title by the emperor.
At that time, Yang Feng wasn't even taken seriously by the gods. But now, a strong divine force rank god of the Zaliah divine system and a strong divine force rank god of the Titan divine system died at Yang Feng's hands, forcing the two divine systems to join forces and launch a Holy War against Yang Feng's mortal forces.
Florence, a chosen of the God of Dance Frederica, couldn't help but feel that the affairs of the world were somewhat unpredictable.
After Florence and her convoy stopped within the sphere of influence of the temple, she went to the headquarters of the two allied forces.
As soon as she entered the headquarters of the two allied forces, Florence saw Legend heroes emerging from the democalypse.
Dragon Bloodline Wizard, Ruby Prince, Red Dragon Duke, Black Dragon Widow, Giant Grand Duke, Fiend Assassin, Devil Summoner, Storm Swordsman, Lightning Swordsman, Fiend Killer, Shield Prince, Fortress Duke, and other human heroes emerging from the democalypse were all Legend rank powerhouses or above, and there was even no lack of demigod rank powerhouses with god armaments.
The human heroes were originally scattered in various areas of the Morrince Empire and the Titan Empire. But under the summons of the church, they finally gathered together. For the sake of the legendary qualification to become a god, they came here to serve the 2 empires.
The headquarters seemed to be divided into two by an invisible blade. On one side stood the heroes of the Morrince Empire, and on the other side stood the heroes of the Titan Empire.
Every single one of those human heroes was an unruly, powerful, and unruly figure in their own territories.
However, in the High Command Department, he restrained all his arrogance and obediently sat in his seat.
In the seats of honor, there were 2 people sitting respectively. One was tall, handsome, dressed in a white priest's robe, and shrouded in white divine light.
He was the son of a god Franz, born from the union of the Radiant Primary God Prados and a princess of the Morrince Empire named Barbara.
The other person was a tall man dressed in white bear fur. His face was covered with a beard, and he looked like a human bear.
He was the son of a god Audo, born from the union of the God of Thunder Gabba and the shepherdess Aphrodite.
Whether it was Franz or Audo, they were the most legendary human heroes of the 2 empires. They both had frightening physiques and a trace of divinity. They were the most powerful demigods.
They also had many blessings bestowed upon them by the gods.
With the blessings of the gods, Franz and Audo were definitely the strongest human heroes. Even some weak divine power rank gods might be slain by them using god armaments if careless.
Franz said, "The Lightning Fortress is our target for this battle!
It's also the core of the heretics. If we break through Lightning Fortress, the cities of the heretics in the Red Earth Wasteland will be completely exposed to our troops!
This is our first battle, so we must win.
Who is willing to be the vanguard and capture this city for the great gods? "
A peerlessly handsome Ruby Prince with a head of red hair and eyes like a pair of beautiful rubies interrupted, "Franz, in this war, the person who performed the most outstandingly obtained a mid-level Divine Power Godhead and became a True God under the protection of the Gods, right?"
As soon as he said that, everyone's gazes focused on Franz and Audou. Their gazes were filled with anticipation and doubt.
A mid-level divine power rank god was a high-level existence among the gods and had a huge status.
Even the great Divine Power-level gods needed to consider their opinions before they acted.
It was because of the temptation of an intermediate divine power rank godhead that the ambitious and ruthless people from the two empires gathered here to serve the two empires.
Otherwise, with their shrewdness, they wouldn't have come here to participate in the decisive battle between the newly risen half blood beastman empire and the two empires.
Franz said: "That's right.
This is what the gods promised.
And it wasn't just one, but two.
The two people with the most outstanding performance in this battle will be qualified to promote to an intermediate divine power rank god.
In addition, there are also 10 weak divine power rank gods and 48 feeble divine power rank gods. "
In the venue, the breathing of the human heroes became rapid, and their eyes revealed traces of greed.
Gods were the most powerful existences on the Feisuo Plane, as well as the most revered existences.
A god, even a feeble divine power rank god, had an extremely long lifespan and enjoyed life beyond that of ordinary people.
However, due to the control of the gods, it was extremely difficult for gods to be born on the Feisuo Plane. People who could promote to gods within thousands of years were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Now that there were 52 more places to promote to gods, the human heroes immediately became excited.
The 2.3-meter-tall bald giant grand duke engraved with strange runes stepped forward and said: "I'll be the vanguard to capture Lightning Fortress for the mighty gods!"
Franz said decisively: "Okay, then you'll be the first vanguard!"
The handsome Devil Summoner, who was wearing a long black wizard robe and holding a book in his hand, gave off a mysterious aura, and said with a graceful smile, "I'm also willing to be the vanguard and take down the Lightning Stronghold for the great gods!"
"I'm willing to be the vanguard to capture Lightning Fortress for the mighty gods!"
"A trifling Lightning Fortress, it only takes me a week to raze it to the ground."
"I only need three days!"
"…"
In the Commander-in-Chief's Department, the heroes from the two empires were quarreling. For the position of the vanguard, they fought until their heads bled and they almost came to blows.