Book of Gods and Demons

South of Hyderabad.

The border of a province.

On the top of the mountain, cast with reinforced concrete, the surface of the especially thickened and strengthened battle fort, there are runes flashing.

Fist-sized hail fell from a high altitude and hit the top of the battle fort heavily. Accompanied by the dull sound, the hail all blew into slag, and a thick layer was accumulated on the top of the battle fort.

Gorkin stood at the observation window of the battle fort, looking at the south through the large-caliber binoculars.

Here, under the protection of Heilinger's power, the intensity of natural disasters is not great.

But looking south from the battle fort, hail the size of a water tank and the size of a carriage was like a torrential rain, smashing from the thick clouds continuously, smashing the great mountains and rivers.

"Scourge..." There were three gold stars hanging on the epaulettes. Gorkin, who was already an imperial general, asked the adjutants and subordinates beside him in a low voice: "What did we do wrong?"

"Those **** gods." A burly lieutenant with a beard cursed loudly, and slammed his fist against the radiant wall of the fort, making a loud bang.

Golkin didn't say a word.

His face was unusually ugly, and there was a faint water color in his eyes.

These imperial army generals did not know, but he knew well—his younger brother, his younger brother Joe, whom he cared for since childhood, may be the biggest source of this natural disaster.

Natural disasters spreading across the continent!

Ten people of the empire do not exist...this is the Duren empire with a powerful background.

It is said that in the small principalities and kingdoms in the western mountainous areas, many countries are completely extinct from top to bottom.

Is it all Joe's fault?

"No, that's right, it was the fault of those **** gods!" Gorkin's eyes were faintly glowing with a deep gloom, and there was also a huge wave of divine power that was not weaker than the new gods.

Natural disasters are disasters and opportunities.

The tremendous enhancement of the four basic elements and the return of those ancient masters have made Medland’s law clearer and clearer than ever before—whether it’s improving power or perceiving the law, it’s thousands of times easier than before. Tens of thousands of times!

Young people like Gorkin, who were originally regarded as elites in the entire empire, broke into the spirit realm with strides in just a few months.

Without the help of any external force, the total number of god-level masters in the Deren Imperial Army has exceeded 10,000!

This is the most direct effect brought about by the huge population base.

The same is true of those ancient existences and one of the greatest fears of human beings by Laplace’s ontology-human beings are a race that is good at creating miracles. Sometimes, the miracles they create are simply unreasonable!

"Joe!"

Golkin sighed heavily.

Joe was standing above the battle fort. He listened to the conversation in the battle fort.

Joe almost responded when Golkin called out his name.

Shaking his head, Qiao took a deep look at the thick clouds that were slowly dissipating in the south-within about three months, following those anxious, the gods catalyzed by Mu and Mutes were'in place', Medland The concentration of the elements will return to an acceptable normal level.

The natural disaster will pass...

And man-made disaster...

Joe raised his hands and looked at it seriously.

The biggest man-made disaster is him!

A breeze blew, and Joe had disappeared without a trace... The next moment, at the entrance of the Grandma's Tavern in the University City of Hyderabad, Joe with a round hat on his head quietly appeared.

The muscles on his face squirmed for a while, and Joe changed his appearance slightly, pushed open the door of the tavern, and walked into the tavern, which had been enlarged several times.

Still those heavy, sturdy tables and chairs.

It is still those familiar maids and bartenders.

Many of the dishes hanging on the wall are quite familiar.

Joe invested, and Margaret III personally presided over the expansion of the old grandmother's tavern, which was almost full during the day.

There are young and wanton college students everywhere.

They were holding huge beer glasses, slobbering and arguing about the recent changes in Medland.

The existence of the gods, the existence of the abyss, and the return of the gods, etc... all these are no secrets.

No country can keep these secrets after losing about 90% of its territory and losing more than 90% of its people.

The people of the Durham Empire are sturdy, and the students in the tavern, many radicals, have already chanted the slogan of ‘God Slaughter’.

but…

Which **** to slaughter, where is the god, how to slaughter the god...

No one can give an exact answer.

Joe sat down at a square table by the window, he snapped his fingers, and a blonde girl walked over in a swaying manner and patted a greasy menu heavily in front of Joe.

"Well, fresh face? A fleeing from outside?" There was a trace of anger in the blonde girl's voice.

"Well, I just came from a field." Joe smiled at the old acquaintance, and skillfully ordered a few pub specialties.

There is no breath of Margaret III in the tavern.

At this time, in such an environment, she could no longer stay in the tavern to cultivate her character.

Therefore, the dishes lacked the warm and cordial taste of the delicious food made by Margaret III.

However, it is still delicious.

Joe ate all the dishes very seriously, dipped the soup with freshly baked bread, wiped several porcelain dishes clean, and drank the last sip of beer.

After a contented hiccup, Joe took out a handful of gold coins from his pocket and placed them gently on the table.

Standing up, Joe waved to the bartenders standing behind the counter, put his hands in his pants pockets, and walked out of the tavern slowly.

Several sweaty young men strode into the tavern and almost ran into Joe.

Qiao squinted his eyes and smiled.

Among these reckless guys, there was actually his roommate in the same dormitory at the Judicial University when he first came to Hyderabad.

However, UU reading www.uukanshu.com today is not a holiday, how did these two guys slip out of school?

Joe smiled and walked slowly along the road in front of the pub.

He walked all the way to the ruins of Apophis Palace, looking at the ruins that had been cleared through the metal fence.

Those ruins and broken walls have been cleaned up, and the big pits that were blasted out by the tauren elders have also been refilled with mud. When Joe was outside the fence, there were a few men wearing overalls, gesturing in the ruins with drawings.

Listen to what they mean, is Liya want to rebuild Apophis Palace?

Joe smiled.

Liya wants to rebuild Apophis Palace, and Qiao Xuan also invested a lot of money in the reconstruction work. Therefore, the newly designed Apophis Palace will be larger, more majestic, and more luxurious than the original.

Even the specifications of the new Apophis Palace will exceed the Hydra Palace!

Joe stood for a while, and then he walked to the Supreme Court of the Empire near Hydra Palace.