They are just a pair of smart people who are wise enough to protect themselves, and although they have come to this world with hundreds of millions of huge legions, they have not really joined the Ancient God War.
All of their prophetic abilities are used to save their own lives and those of their subordinates, which gives the Legion of Destiny the most benevolent and the smartest of the legions, among other very negative nicknames.
"That's it" Lin Qi put down the teacup, he looked at the Tyrom couple who told him all the plans in his heart, and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.
This is really an extremely peculiar couple in the camp of the gods, and Lin Qi can't describe how he feels about them.
According to Linzi's position, the Tyromes, who have the power of prophecy, are enemies that must be eliminated.
But they actually found themselves and wanted to take refuge in themselves, then, it seems, things don't have to be done so desperately After pondering for a while, Lin Qi threw this problem to Hell and Heaven Mountain.
After a moment of silence, Hell said slowly: "Before the adults who left the Metaverse to embark on the road of conquest were dying, I received information from many Metaverse units that were transmitted back before falling asleep, including all the detailed files of the gods and races.
The fate of the Asur clan is the same, they are different from other people, they are very smart, they can cooperate" The voice of hell became particularly gloomy and evil, and he suddenly laughed strangely: "Of course, in the fate family, there are also people who are full of malice towards human beings, but it will definitely not be these two little characters in front of them.
Agree to their conditions for the time being, and when my strength recovers a little, I will use the Hell Demon Soul Seed to invade their souls, completely control their life and death, and I will not be afraid of them making waves."
The goddess of fate filled Lin Qi with another cup of tea, and Lin Qi picked up the teacup.
The deep gaze swept over Terium and his wife one by one, and then nodded lightly: "Then, in the future, you will all listen to me, can you do it, you also have the power of the main god."
But you are just two subordinate gods.
Barely about to break through to the middle of the main god. ” Shaking his head, Lin Qi sighed: "Compared to Mu Wei, the God of Dawn, and the God of Punishment.
Your power is too weak.
Although you are both the main gods, your status and power in the Asir gods are completely incomparable to theirs.
If that day of destruction comes, even if you have the power of prophecy, you will not be able to escape the last ...
Death" He stretched out his hand and pointed to his heart.
Lin Qi said indifferently: "Only by believing in me, only by obeying me, and only by submitting to me, can you have any hope of being spared in the end."
It's not just what I said, it's what you predicted for yourself.
So, what is your decision?"
The goddess of fate smiled and gently took Tyrom's hands.
Her star-like pale silver eyes glanced deeply at Lin Qi, and then she nodded: "Our only daughter, Ai Mo, who was born sixteen years ago, will follow you."
Well.
Please take care to protect her identity, for no one knows that we already have a daughter, except for our couple and a few of our most loyal maids. ” Sixteen years ago, when most of the gods were still asleep and not as active as they are now, Therom and his wife had already given birth to a daughter.
Lin Qi glanced at Tyroam, he really couldn't comment on the couple's actions.
They had a daughter, and it was a daughter of pure Asil blood, and they had kept the news secretly until now.
As if he understood the complex meaning in Lin Qi's eyes, Tyrom spread his hands helplessly, and said his full complaint Among the Asur Divine Clan, there are basically no good people, except for the two of Themom, and Mu Wei and a few other goddesses have better personalities and characters.
As for the other gods, all of them have twisted their hearts to the extreme, and all of them are bullying men and women and doing all kinds of evil.
In particular, Muder, the god of war, and the god of punishment, who are two hungry ghosts, who spend their days thinking about how to conquer those goddesses, how to get them by legal or illegal, gentle or violent means.
As far as Terom knows, among the gods who survived after the war of the primeval gods, several god-level goddesses who were famous for their beauty suddenly disappeared, and they were inseparable from the god of punishment.
In this case, how dare Therom and the goddess of fate tell about Amore's existence, and they have guarded this secret to this day, until Lin Qi agreed to their conditions.
Amore is the first of the Asur Protoss to have pure Asmir bloodline and a prophecy talent that is a hundred times more powerful than her parents Unlike the demigods born to the gods and female believers, Amore is the only pure godborn of the Asir Protoss over the years.
And what shocked the two of them was that Amore was born with a strength close to that of the lower main god, and she reached the level of the peak of the upper god as soon as she was born, and as she grew up day by day, her strength continued to improve.
It is precisely because of such an amazing talent that the two of them dare not let her appear in front of people, they can only carefully hide her in their sleeping space, and dare not let anyone know about Amore's existence.
"That's it" Lin Qi looked at Terom with flickering eyes: "Have you heard that the eight-faced god king of the Spirit God Clan has a son, you are the god of fate, this news should not be hidden from you?"
Therom spread out his hands, and he looked at Lin Qi in a strange tone: "Your Majesty Lin Qi may not know, the Spirit God Clan, of course, it is very difficult for them to reproduce naturally, and it is very difficult for them to have a descendant.
But it is not so easy for us of the Asur clan to naturally reproduce a descendant.
On average, it takes a couple about a thousand years to have an heir, because our pregnancy rate is not high. ” After a slight pause, Therom said indifferently: "The God of Punishment, the God of Dawn, the descendants of their mixed blood with female believers, those so-called divine descendants, because of the relationship between human bloodlines, they are the strongest and only have demigod-level strength.
And the pure-blooded gods born to the people of our Asur clan, they are generally the strongest and can have the power of the peak of the middle god. ” Lin Qi looked at Tyrom in surprise: "So, Amo is a special case" Terium exhaled heavily: "Very special case, so we don't dare to hide her in the Divine Domain.
Anyway, according to our predictions, you are our only place to live.
So Ai Mo will follow you in the future, I'm not kidding, you treat her as a maid, as a concubine, in short, whatever you want. ” Lin Qi picked up the teacup and drank a cup of tea.
The goddess of fate walked away for a while, and when she returned, she was already followed by a timid girl, scared to see everything, and at the same time extremely novel.
She said she was a sixteen-year-old girl, but she looked no different in size from Mr.
Mo's daughter, Edith, that is, an ordinary girl of twelve or thirteen.
Ai Mo, who has the strength of almost the lower main god and is a hundred times stronger than his parents in terms of prophecy talent, grabbed his mother's long skirt timidly and walked over step by step.
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She shrank behind the goddess of fate and curiously poked out half of her face to look at Lin Qi.
When she found that Lin Qi was also looking at her, Ai Mo blushed and hurriedly straightened up The whole body is hidden.
The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, and he looked at Tyrom: "I'm afraid of giving birth to children" Tyrom spread her hands helplessly: "This, she basically hasn't had contact with outsiders, and we don't dare to let her come into contact with those bastards of the Asur clan, you don't know at all, those bastards have done some unseemly things behind their backs" With a bitter breath, Therom gently lowered her voice: "Azur, in the long slumber, the gods have fallen.
Hey, you can't imagine how far they've fallen.
Including the god of knights who used to be known as the most upright and honorable god of war, he has also become a damn bastard" Reaching out and gently stroking Amore's long silver hair, Therom sighed softly and shook her head helplessly.
He complained to Lin Qi in a low voice, and at the same time, Lin Qi finally understood why sixteen-year-old Ai Mo looked like a three- or five-year-old child in mind and expression.
This is a problem that is unavoidable for all origin races, and their children can have extremely strong strength as soon as they are born, at the level of a lower god or a middle god.
But their children mature very slowly, for example, the elves, whose children do not finally mature mentally until they are four or five hundred years old, which is equivalent to the age of a human being.
Moreover, the children of the origin race, their strength is very slow to increase.
For example, the Asur clan, they are considered to be the stronger of the major races, if their pure-blooded descendants have the strength of a mid-rank god when they are born, and want to rise to the level of a high-ranking god, it is estimated that it will take millions or even tens of millions of years to rely solely on their own cultivation and long time accumulation.
And the bloodline of human beings is to be peeped at by the major origin races, and human children are born extremely weak, and their souls are also extremely weak.
However, it only takes more than ten years for human beings to develop and mentally mature, and they have been cultivating since they were three or five years old, and in just a few thousand years, they can possess the terrifying power that the major origin races can only possess in millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of years.
The Primeval God War suffered such a big loss from the gods, making it clear that many combat units in the Metaverse were no longer able to participate in the war, and it was clear that the human race had reached the point of running out of oil, but every few decades, a large group of powerful human powerhouses would join the war.
Humans have multiplied for twenty years, and in times of war, their strength has increased by hundreds or even thousands of times more efficient than in peacetime.
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