When the battle occurred in the wilderness outside the holy city, Babar, the servant of the demon god Heersin, was hiding in the dark to watch the battle.

The great defeat occurred less than ten minutes after the battle began, and it also showed a one-sided massacre!

"This is simply terrible!" Babar murmured, the giant corpse all over the ground had a huge mental impact on him.

He never expected that the tall and strong giant clan would be slaughtered by the halfling clan transformed by the Mud Monster like killing the Abyss Horn Rabbit.

He could no longer stay on the battlefield. Seeing the giant warriors ahead fled, he could not control himself and retreated from his hiding place on the edge of the wilderness.

As soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a "whisper" sound of wind in his ears. Then he felt a stinging pain in his arm. When he turned his head, he saw a wooden arrow inserted into his left arm. Looking away, the grass was rustling, and a small thing was running away quickly.

"Damn rat!" Babar did not chase after him. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the wooden arrow and continued to run.

The wooden arrow is poisonous, Babar knows this, but this poison is ineffective on him. The magical power of the demon god Heersin in his body is enough to resolve all toxins.

Babar knew this, so he ran all the way without caring. In fact, the poison of arrows did not affect him at all, but he forgot something very important.

There are two most deadly ones. One is less than ten kilometers away from the Holy City. Two, he bleeded. The dark divine power contained in his blood directly contacted the moon divine power in the ambient air and began to diverge. He was like a moving torch emitting dark smoke.

So, when Babar ran out more than two kilometers and was about to run out of the wilderness, he saw a woman in a long moon-white dress standing on the road ahead of him.

This woman is not tall. Compared with the giant, she is just a short guy, and is far less mighty than the demon god, Lord Haierxin. Standing in front of him, she is like a little girl, as if he could slap him to death with just a raising hand.

But Babar knew that this was just an illusion of appearance, and he had already recognized the other party's identity.

"Evil God!" Babar said two words, his heart trembled, fear grabbed his internal organs, and he tried his best to maintain the most basic calm.

"So, you are Helsin's slave. You're so brave." Alan smiled. She stretched out her hand to Babar and raised it in the air. Babar's body, not far away, couldn't help but hang up, and a golden light appeared in the air around his limbs. The light quickly condensed, forming a golden ring, which was placed on Babar's wrist, ankle and neck respectively.

Then, Allen whispered to a sapling at Babar's feet: "You should grow up."

As soon as the words were finished, the saplings began to grow wildly, almost five meters high. In a blink of an eye, they became a big tree of sky that was hundreds of meters high in a few seconds. The trunk of the big tree was thick and straight, with a tall canopy, and the trunk had almost no forked.

As soon as Allen pressed his hand, Babar's body was pressed on a tree trunk more than 30 meters high. The rings of his hands, feet and neck were connected into the big tree, completely fixing him to the trunk.

"I will not kill you, nor will you die, you can even contact your master and speak on the phone. But from now on, you will always be in the tree. Watched by the believers of Ms. Grasdy, the goddess of life, and become an eternal admonition."

At the same time, fruits hang down from the big tree, just ten centimeters ahead of Babar's mouth. The delicious fruits exuded an attractive aroma that Babar could see and smell, but they could not reach it.

"If you don't drink water or eat meat, you will feel thirsty and hungry, you will be very thirsty and very hungry, but you will always stay awake. Enjoy these mortal pains, mortals."

The greatest pain for mortals is the three words "can't get it", and Alan knows this very well.

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Allen's face, but in Babar's opinion, it was a big horror. He struggled loudly: "No, kill me! Kill me!"

His shouting was of no use, because the woman had disappeared in place, as if she had never appeared.

Babar began to pray: "Master, Master, save me!"

After a while, a response appeared in my mind, but there was an angry curse: "You idiot! stupid! You are no longer my servant!"

Then, without any response, Heersin abandoned the slave very simply and began to look for the next mortal who was willing to serve him.

Soon, his eyes were cast at Worrecha, the giant leader who had organized a rebel army on the border of the Holy Land.

He gave an order directly in Worrecha's mind: "Take your people out and leave the invader's territory, hurry up!"

If it is later, these guys will definitely be discovered by the other party, and these people are of some use to him, and he still needs their strength.

Worlecha had no room for resistance. He immediately drove the giants out of the holy land overnight. As soon as the thousands of giants left the shroud of the holy land, the abyss immediately entwined, the giants' bodies became taller and stronger, their tails reappeared, and their skin was covered with scales.

In less than a day, they became lizard men again.

"Go and take your warriors to conquer the lizardmen and form them into an army!" Heersin continued to give orders.

He knew that in the invader's territory, a terrible mortal army was emerging and he had to be prepared. Since he could not control the existence of the Abyss Behemoth, he would build a powerful army with the middle-level lizardmen to integrate the mortal forces in his territory to the greatest extent.

He also gave him his reward to Worrecha.

A divine power emerged from the abyss and poured into Worlecha's body. In the eyes of the lizardmen around him, they saw a thick white mist surrounding Worlecha. In the white mist, Worlecha's body began to become taller, the scales on the skin became pitch black, and the disabled broken limbs began to be reborn.

Until the end, when the white mist disappeared, Worrecha had become a nearly five-meter-high, extremely strong lizard man. The scales on his body were black and blue, the light in his eyes was bloody red, and the rock spear in his hand was surrounded by a black aura, like a magical artifact.

Worlecha felt the almost endless power in his body, and looked around the lizard people around his body. Everything he saw was full of awe and gaze. He was suddenly proud of himself and laughed loudly. He held up a rock spear: "My brothers, go, follow me to conquer the abyss!"

The lizards all roared and followed their powerful leader and walked into the abyss with great strides.

Helsin looked at the army in the void, but knew that it was not enough. The half-body people were good at using tools. They refined iron from ore, made bows and arrows with wood, and made killing weapons with iron and fire, and had already formed a scale.

His lizardman has nothing but the solid stone spear in his hand. Even if he is powerful and has fierce close combat, it will be useless if he cannot get close to the other party.

Heersin recalled the battle situation he saw through the eyes of his servant Babar and fell into deep thought. To be honest, the principle of the weapon held in the half-pearl was very simple, and he could understand it at a glance, but he understood it was one thing, and his servants couldn't understand it.

The abyss creatures have violent personalities and wild styles, so it is impossible for them to calm down and make these exquisite things. They have no motivation to do it. The strength of the individual makes them disdain to use external tools. The use of the lizard man's stone spear has become a big breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Heersin already had a decisive plan in his mind: "It is impossible to take the same development path as the other party. Since my soldiers believe in their own strength, I will let their strength reach the extreme!"

It is not a good idea to enhance * strength and directly give strength. Even if he is a god, even if he has very large power, the strength is not used so squanderly.

"It seems that I should develop believers among the Lizardman and establish a dark priest."

Cultivate priests and release the magical techniques that assist in combat during battle to improve the power and defense ability of the lizardman. After the battle, the magical techniques will be invalidated, which can maximize the utilization rate of power.

After determining the combat strategy of the priests in conjunction with the warriors to use magic to fight against the halfling human firearms, the demon god Helsin opened a new field. In this field, based on the basic mode, he began to constantly explore and determine the magic that the priests should use.

"These halflings are small, which are good at hiding and are good at sneak attacks. Their firearms have a long attack range and have an advantage. If they are successfully sneak attacked, my warriors will be in an extremely unfavorable state. Therefore, an effective detection magic is needed."

Although this thing does not provide power, it is indeed a very important strategic magic technique. The first one is to be determined by Heersin.

"The firearms of the half-ling are extremely lethal and have terrifying wounds, which can easily cause huge psychological pressure on the warriors. If there are more casualties and injuries, there will be collapse. Therefore, a fearless magic technique is needed."

The second magic technique: Fearlessness as the basic magic technique was also settled.

"The first two magical techniques guarantee the battle. Now they need to reduce the mortality rate. A magical technique that needs to improve defense is called steel bars and iron bones."

After a series of magical techniques was confirmed, Heersin finally thought: "I also need a priest's general agent, and this agent needs an authoritative proof. This proof is best to be powerful, but it cannot be opposed to my warrior king. I have to make a magical weapon for him. This magical weapon is called the Abyss Horn."

As a god, even if it is the tiniest divine power, even if it is diluted many times, it still has great power to mortals.

Therefore, these so-called priestly magical techniques are not burdened by Helsin because he has the life soul of the entire White Mist Land as a backing.

As for the horn of the abyss, Heersin quickly figured out the function of this artifact.

"I will gather a large-scale group fearless technique on it. It is not very expensive, but it is powerful enough to establish the status of the general priest."

Heersin carefully planned and began to form a army of lizardmen in the White Mist Land that belonged entirely to him and used to fight against the halflings! (To be continued)

ps: Today's two updates, the second update will be a little late, don't wait.
Chapter completed!