Two days later.
[nine hell] inside.
Now.
Standing here, looking everywhere, all the visible places, only the continuous ruins still exist
Even the originally towering mountains and the bottomless ocean have been overturned one by one.
Even the soil and mineral veins that should have been contained in the depths of the earth were turned out by terrible attacks and left idle like garbage.
And the top of the dome of the sky.
It is full of strange cracks like cobwebs, which are constantly changing.
Everything makes it look like a desolate scene after the end of the day
however.
These are just small things.
What really attracts people's attention are the [gods] corpses scattered everywhere
Among them.
Although most of them are just "divine separation".
Such as the God of justice!
Never came.
But there are also a few unlucky [gods] who want to fight to turn bicycles into motorcycles. Even the body was killed here and completely lay dead
Right now.
After a long war of chaos.
Most of them were like pendants and were nailed to every corner of the nine hell.
The terrible magic is still eroding their debris up to this time, allowing pure golden [divine blood] to flow out of their bodies, nourishing the environment of [nine hell], and providing the basis for self-healing for the broken environment here
As the ultimate winner.
There was only a thin layer of blood mist left in the magnificent sea of blood around [asmodis] for the time being.
Still breathing heavily.
"What a mess ~"
Such a word suddenly appeared beside him.
Then the figure of Olga stepped directly out of the space channel.
The natural environment around us, which has experienced repeated twists and turns, is more beautiful than the ruins.
"I'm really embarrassed..."
Don't even bother to raise your head.
[asmodius], who was not seriously injured, smiled excitedly:
"However, I feel very happy. This feeling of fighting with people in person really makes me happy..."
"The only fly in the ointment is that the enemy's strength is too weak..."
"The strength and decision-making I use can't make myself feel a real sense of urgency..."
Talk later.
[asmodis] his face also looked a little regretful.
As a God who plays in a trumpet.
In fact, his real strength is only at the level of [medium divine power].
Only by relying on the special environment blessing of [nine hell], can we barely compare with [powerful divine power]!
But.
Even so, in the war just now.
In the face of the enemy's siege, he still had an inevitable contempt.
Because he knows that even if he loses, it doesn't matter at all.
All this is just a game
As a result, his sense of stimulation and achievement naturally decreased.
Besides, in that case.
He also felt his application of power again. It was true that he couldn't do it
Obviously, it is a higher existence.
Has far more vision and knowledge than the enemy.
However, during the game, at the stage of deliberately shrinking strength, he was injured by several weak people whose strength was almost the same as that of himself
No matter what you think, that situation is true and a little shouldn't be
At least.
After witnessing Olga killing the weak at random, he thought so from his heart.
Like Olga, he can perform freely in guys lower than his real level with only a little power. He can't do it at all
Think again.
I basically slept from beginning to end.
[asmodis] or [evil snake], more or less, also ignited a little self-improvement
Olga, who didn't know that the other party was thinking about his future plan, stepped on the stump and broken arm under his feet, picked up a head, looked at it, and asked casually:
"Next, do you want to create the devil?"
As an abyss demon from the outside world.
He knows very well.
Most of the time, this [external factor] called [hell] takes root in the [ectopic surface], and will produce an evil race called [devil].
The cannon fodder made by [asmodius] to besiege various [gods] has a little taste of [devil].
He did not deny Olga's speculation.
[asmodius] after taking a deep breath, he said happily with a little regret:
"Yes, after all, there must be some residents in the site."
"As one of the information fragments of the [concept] of [hell], the [devil] group is undoubtedly the most appropriate target!"
He is now.
Essentially, it's no different from a dead fat house playing a strategy game after turning on the computer
No game experience.
Everything is in the exploratory stage.
But just because of this, all the novelty seems quite interesting to [asmodius]
He is looking forward to the future performance of the group named [devil]
Soon.
With his thought, the [gods] corpses distributed throughout the [nine hell] turned into streamers one after another, gathered together, and integrated into the [Styx tributary] inside the [nine hell] like a light band
"I intend to create a kind of [devil] with local characteristics based on the experience of [gods] in creating [angels] and [conjurers], and give them a strict hierarchy and evil nature different from [devil]..."
Speaking of this, [asmodis] looked at Olga with a smile and said:
"I told you before that if you are bored, the [nine hell] I created can be divided into you. How are you thinking now?"
Olga replied with a smile:
"Nature is to accept..."
"After all, it's interesting to add the dual identity of [devil] and [devil]."
Smell speech, after nodding.
[asmodius] didn't care either. He waved his hand and decided:
"In that case, from now on, the eighth area of [nine hell] is your territory..."
Soon.
Just as when the [God] reaches the [God climbing] conditions, there will be special fluctuations spread in external space and time, announcing his successful ascent to all beings.
With the complete success of the creation of the "nine hell", the name of the "Lord of the nine hell - asmodius" has also been conveyed to the minds of all living creatures
For example, some ignorant [sun elf]