Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

He immersed himself in the warmth of the sun, enjoying this moment of peace and beauty. However, after a while, his thoughts gradually returned to reality.

"East, West, you are all making plans, but you have forgotten us, the Dark Clan of the Dark Continent." The Dark High Priest sneered, "Will we become the protagonists of this accident this time? Hahaha."

His laughter echoed in the darkness, with a hint of mockery and disdain. After he finished speaking, his figure gradually dissipated like smoke, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Time flies, and a whole month passes in a flash. In the vast land of the south, the fortress of the Nordic God Soldiers and Dark Warriors stands like a steel behemoth, and 70,000 soldiers are ready like a steel Great Wall.

However, since they could not determine the time of the Hades' attack, the fighting spirit of these soldiers gradually receded over the past month, and their morale gradually sank like the setting sun. Although Thor tried his best to stabilize the morale, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it was useless. Their morale still inevitably declined.

These dark warriors were like jackals, tigers and leopards, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil. The people around them were like lambs to be slaughtered, suffering from their murderous hands and fleeing from here one after another.

As a result, the area within a hundred miles became deserted, like a dead desert.

On the southern horizon, the Nordic fortresses stood like the fangs of a giant beast.

Fifty thousand Protoss soldiers and twenty thousand Dark Warriors were stationed there, and the walls made of giant rocks glowed coldly under the scorching sun. When Thor patrolled the defense line every day, he could always see the soldiers slacking off - some were napping on their spears, some were playing with the stolen oriental jade, and some were even roasting animal meat with the lightning net.

"Stay alert!" Thor's roar was accompanied by thunder, but it only brought a perfunctory response from the soldiers. Tyr wiped the sword of the god of war and whispered, "There has been no war for a hundred consecutive days, and even the dark warriors have started fighting for fun." He looked at the deserted villages outside the city wall - the remains of the burned huts still had hanging on them the children's dolls that had not been taken away in time.

Obviously, this strategy had obvious flaws, which was that it failed to anticipate whether and when the King Soul would launch an attack, and whether the soldiers would become lazy or even lose morale due to long-term negligence.

In the Hades Kingdom, after a month of careful preparation, 10,000 of the most elite Hades soldiers emerged like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. They wore the latest, indestructible armor and held brand new weapons made of the best iron. They were all veterans who had experienced the Battle of God's Domain ten years ago, the Battle of Hades City five years ago, and the Second Battle of Hades City four months ago.

In addition to the ten who were promoted to generals five years ago, there are still eight left, six of whom have decided to step forward.

There were also twelve newly selected generals whose bravery and fighting skills were no less than theirs, and nine of them resolutely chose to go into battle.

In addition, there are two veterans, Luanwu Kuangdao and Xingxing Youlei, who are good at using swords and bows and arrows, as well as Guimei Senlin, a young and experienced general who is only half a step away from breaking the extreme realm.

There is no need to say much about Death Eyes and Frost Wind. Not only did they successfully break through the realm of breaking the limit, they also made great contributions to the Underworld Clan.

The two holy kings of the God Clan, Tiankui and Zhuiri, also possess powerful combat capabilities that are not inferior to General Poji. Five years ago, they resolutely chose to abandon darkness and join the light to resist the brutal rule of God's Eye.

Wu Geng, like a star, possesses many astonishing abilities, just like Wang Hun, and is proficient in everything. He is like a god of war, and has defeated countless powerful opponents.

There is also Wang Hun, who is like the patron saint of the underworld and an invincible existence in the Eastern world except for Black Dragon Sky.

Such a powerful lineup is undoubtedly the best preparation for the raid on the southern Nordic gods and dark warriors' fortress, like an indestructible sword that is about to pierce the enemy's defense line.

After a long seven-day rest, they finally arrived at the moment of full assembly. In front of the gate of the Hades, the soldiers and generals who were about to attack lined up neatly, wearing heavy armor, holding sharp blades, and looking heroic. The citizens of the Hades gathered at the gate to see off these brave warriors.

The citizens handed the best food to the soldiers, which they had carefully prepared in the hope that the soldiers would not starve during the long journey. The soldiers gratefully accepted the food and waved goodbye to the citizens.

During this farewell ceremony, Wang Hun was also accepting the farewell from A Lan and others. While he was talking to A Lan and others, suddenly, the general of the Hades, Mu Wumo, brought a person over with a serious face. This person had shifty eyebrows and rat eyes, and looked very suspicious.

Mu Wumo pointed at the man and said, "This person is a spy and has been secretly passing messages."

The merchant who was brought over was so scared that he was shaking all over. He quickly explained: "My surname is Aixinjueluo, and I am a merchant from the south. I just came to the underworld to do business. I am definitely not a spy!"

Wang Hun frowned and asked, "How do you know he is a spy?"

Mu Wuzhuo replied expressionlessly, "I have been observing this man for some time, and I found that he always uses something to pass messages." After that, he took out a snake sculpture from his arms and showed it to Wang Hun, "This is it. I just found that he was holding this, and it seemed that he was preparing to pass messages in some special way."

Ah Lan stared at the snake sculpture, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

The businessman was panicked when he saw this, and said in a trembling voice: "I know I was wrong, I am guilty, I will confess everything!"

Wang Hun stared at the merchant with sharp eyes like a hawk, and said in a stern voice: "Speak!"

The merchant was so frightened that his soul left his body. His face turned pale as paper. He immediately said tremblingly: "I will tell you everything. I was instructed by a man in black and green strange clothes. He gave me ten kilograms of gold and asked me to pass on the news of the underworld kingdom to him."

Who is that person in dark green strange clothes? Wang Hun and the people of the Hades all looked puzzled.

Ah Lan suddenly woke up from a dream and said, "I remember now!"

"Alan, do you know?" Wang Hun asked impatiently.

A Lan said: "The high priest once fought against a Nordic god. That god was dressed in dark green clothes and held a scepter exactly like this one."

"Who is he?" Wang Hun asked.

"He calls himself Loki, the God of Trickery," Alan replied.

Loki, the god of trickery, King Soul repeated.