Western Fantasy: From the Eagle Tribe to the Angel Empire

"As the manager of the underworld, the God of the Underworld is guilty and should have the heart to atone for his sins. Today, I will make this sacred judgment!"

After Jiang You said this, he looked at Arodas and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't go too far. The invasion of the abyss demons is imminent, and I won't destroy the Great Wall (Ferland definitely doesn't have a Great Wall, but that's what I mean, don't mind)."

The Lord of Dawn had a complicated look in his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang You smiled slightly and continued to pronounce the verdict.

"For the next ten thousand years. In every thirty days, one-third of the right to use the underworld belongs to Anna and me in the first five days, and one-third of the right to use the underworld belongs to the gods in the last five days of each month."

That is to say.

During this period of time, the underworld moon goes from crescent to full moon and then to crescent, over and over again.

As for whether the time of crescent and full moon will change again in the future, we will talk about it later.

After saying this sentence,

Jiang You raised the fragment of the Dark Moon in his hand, took out half of it, and threw it suddenly towards the continents of the Ferland world outside the underworld.

Seeing this, the gods in the sky did not hide their divine power, and the divine power fell from the major kingdoms in the sky.

Wrapping the fragments of the Dark Moon, they turned into streams of light, fell into their respective faith fields or temples, and turned into cemeteries of the gods.

From now on.

Every creature that the gods think should not die and should be resurrected to continue walking in the world can be resurrected in the last five days of each month.

These cemeteries of the gods are equivalent to a small underworld.

The remaining half.

Jiang You also threw some and turned them into the cemetery behind the temple of his own believers' church. For the rest, he refined them into a dark blue mirror and gave it to Anatanya.

She has not yet ascended to the gods, so she cannot directly transform into the cemetery of the gods. She can only control these underworld powers in the form of artifacts first.

After Jiang You finished his sentence, he looked at the Lord of the Dawn not far away and smiled.

"How about it, my judgment is not too much, right?"

The Lord of the Dawn had a complicated look in his eyes. He clearly saw that there were still many fragments of the Dark Moon floating above his place of faith, waiting for him to use them.

And his subordinates had already used them.

This is something to increase believers, and no one will refuse to become stronger.

Seeing that the Lord of the Dawn did not react, Jiang You nodded secretly.

He sighed in his heart. If he didn't know the strength of the invasion of the abyss demons, he would not have let the Dark God go so easily.

This is a great opportunity.

"I am really too kind."

Then.

He looked at Andalas, who was nailed to the land of the underworld, with a miserable look and hatred in his eyes, and smiled.

"Andalas, as the main god, you must set an example. Bullying the weak is not what gods do."

"I hope you can remember today's lesson."

Then he waved his hand, and the spear made of the fragments of the Nether Scythe turned into pieces again.

Andalas, the god of the underworld, stood up, patted the blood-stained black robe on his body, looked at the morning light in the sky indifferently, and then walked towards his own Nether God Realm step by step without looking back.

After today, he was much less active in the world.

The Lord of the Dawn looked ugly, what could he do?

After all, he sighed and turned into a ray of morning light and left.

Seeing this, Jiang You laughed in his heart, and then said to the two goddesses behind him.

"Let's go, let's go back too."

"Yeah."

Anatanya and Lucifer nodded at the same time.

The three of them walked away on the moon.

The platinum moon no longer blocked the Nether Moon.

Decades later.

The Balod Continent.

In an adventurer's tavern.

A human bard was talking loudly at the wine table, and a large number of adventurers of various races below were listening to his poems attentively.

"Several decades ago, after the earth-shaking war between gods, the moon of Hades began to wax and wane..."

"This event, in which the god of Hades was defeated and the gods obtained the cemetery of the underworld, is also known as the Cemetery Change!"

"How about this story, buying me a glass of wine, isn't it too much?"