I seem to be an evil god

Yog's intrusion was not good news for the church coalition. They were just conscripted troops with tight logistics and detailed intelligence, but they encountered an unexpected enemy.

This coalition had only one leader, an elite parish deacon. Originally, their combat effectiveness was sufficient to cope with any situation, but they did not expect to encounter an army with equally excellent combat capabilities.

When numbers and intelligence lose their advantages, the real competition in the field is the strength of the generals.

Just like the fierce generals calling each other out in ancient wars, you and I were fighting desperately just to increase the winning rate of the war by a few percent.

A few percent may not seem like much, but sometimes it can really determine the outcome of a war.

What's more, Liu Dao is now in a fantasy world. The generals he faces may not be invincible, but they have the courage to fight one against a hundred.

The origins of Yog, Sothoth, and the Gray Giant are mysterious. Although there are records of them in past history, not all the secrets have been revealed.

These two people are from Baroness and Jeter respectively. When mentioning nobles, the first thing that comes to mind must be their so-called glorious history. And speaking of history, conspiracy and secrets are her most beautiful embellishments.

When these two entered the battlefield, they were still smiling, their charging footwork even beat the rhythm, and melodious hums came from their mouths. The popular music from decades ago still has charm to listen to now. .

Liu Dao, who was staying on the throne, hummed softly, as if a king was crowning the soldiers on the expedition. As for Yug and Saltus who entered the battlefield, flowers made of blood were dancing around them.

Compared to the two elegant executioners, the gray giant was like a stupid naughty child, knocking everything down rudely. It's just that the reckless naughty child can only push building block toys, while the gray giant's ax blade has a shocked human head.

"Bah!"

The king who was humming the ballad suddenly bent over and vomited. The heart-rending retching completely broke his evil image, but it happened to coincide with the mask on his face.

Tsk, war.

Spitting out the splattered blood, Liu Dao carefully put on the mask. At his feet were the priests screaming like a tsunami, but the incarnation of the God of Light in the sky still shined for him.

"Sun, forgive me for being disrespectful, but you evaporate so much sea water every day. It's not too much for me to clean up some bugs and use them as interest."

Liu Dao prayed quietly on the throne. Half of the church personnel on the battlefield had been killed. Archdeacon Aaron held Yog and Sothos alone, unable to do anything against the rampaging gray giant.

Although the formation formed by the church members was strong, it still collapsed in the face of the absolute power. The dark green giant ax was like a reaper of life, taking away at least one soul with every swing.

"Stop! You all deserve to die!"

Aaron roared angrily as he resisted Yug and Toss. These priests were all elites trained by his men. They finally won this relatively simple finishing task, but unexpectedly there was such a huge mistake.

"Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the church for doing this? Gaia Slanka, if you still have any sense, take your men and leave immediately!"

Seeing the sacrifice of the clergy one by one, Archdeacon Aaron lost his previous calm demeanor and persuaded Liu Dao in a pleading tone. Even so, there was a hint of arrogance in his words.

"The church taught me that you have never stopped fighting for a long time, haven't you?"

Liu Dao on the throne spoke in a relaxed tone. At this moment, more than half of his skeletons had been lost, but there was no trace of anxiety on his face.

"No need to delay, Piper, you also take action, today I will bloodbath Blue Shield Manor."

The expression of the flute player who was guarding the side was condensed, and he glanced at Liu Dao cautiously. The sea priest next to him was suddenly stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the figure of the flute player disappeared.

"Master God, why did you send him out? You know..."

Priest Hai looked anxious and hurriedly wanted to call the flute player back, but Liu Dao waved his hand to stop him.

"Priest, I know what you mean, but it doesn't matter."

Liu Dao stared dimly at the flute player who entered the battlefield. The sea priest next to him looked hesitant. Liu Dao's order was inconsistent with his own judgment, which really embarrassed this loyal priest who protected the Lord.

These dead people awakened by me indeed have their own will. Liu Dao glanced thoughtfully at the Sea Priest next to him. This man seemed loyal, but who knew what he was thinking in the mainland?

After the piper stepped into the battlefield, he didn't pay attention to the priest who was in a stalemate with the skeletons. Instead, he quickly found Aaron, who was fighting with Yug. past the sudden flying arrow.

The flying arrow hit Aaron gently, and the arrow shaft invisible to the naked eye suddenly ignited a flame, which was ignited by the condensed armor on Aaron's body.

The burning invisible arrow turned into a spark, hit the hot armor condensed by the light network, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing the movements of the flute player, Liu Dao on the throne condensed his eyes. Yuge, who was fighting with Aaron, didn't say anything, but he had a cautious look in his movements. He was also much more cautious when waving the long knife. The pressure on Aaron, who was fighting against the two men, was instantly relieved a lot.

"Lord God, although the Yaxing Nan used by the flute player can become invisible, it is only a type of wood. It is really not a wise move to send him to deal with Aaron, whose body temperature is extremely high."

The wary-looking Priest Hai reminded Liu Dao. Liu Dao, who was sitting on the throne, tapped the armrest and solemnly agreed, "I understand."

The Sea Priest, who was on strict alert, felt relieved after hearing this. After looking around the throne a few times, he caught a glimpse of the flute player still dealing with Aaron out of the corner of his eye.

"Uh, God Lord..." The sea priest just turned around and stopped mid-sentence.

Liu Dao was wearing a clown mask at this moment. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, Haiji still felt a suppressed anger.

"My priest, you said that human will is such an incomprehensible thing. Even if your identity is wandering and you are alone, you can still ruthlessly abandon your only companions."

Liu Dao's words were very deep. Sea Priest opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Liu Dao didn't know whether he was speaking to him or talking to himself.

Tom.

In the distance, a white beam of light lit up in the Lion City, and a huge roar roared outward with a pure white light. Liu Dao stared at the beam of light that took away the brilliance of the sun, and smiled silently.

"Let's go, my sacrifice. Although temporary joy can bring supreme enjoyment, the consequences behind it are destined to be borne by us alone."

Liu Dao glanced at the empty air in the lower right corner, then focused his gaze on the battlefield, and narrated firmly:

“The tides of destiny are turbulent, and we are destined to be in the same boat.”