"The failed party erases all sacrifices?"

When Zhou Feng heard Assamod's words, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. None of the gods and demons in the sky were simple, so it would be equivalent to eliminating the possibility of cooperation between the two sides of the war. The winner lives, the loser dies. Such a simple and pure killing really forces everyone to fight to the end.

"That's right, so the winning side will definitely gain a lot!"

Assamod seemed not to take the failure seriously and said lightly: "And if it weren't for the accident or situation, then who would have taken the initiative to come to this damn place? Except for you... people who were forcibly kidnapped, the others have already been mentally prepared."

Speaking of this, a slight embarrassment suddenly appeared on Assamod's face. He almost said the word cannon fodder...

"Then why are you, General Assamod, participate in the training ground for gods and demons?"

Zhou Feng did not seem to notice Assamod's embarrassment. He just asked with a little curiosity: "As general, you have no need to participate in this life-and-death battle, right?"

"I came here to preach the glory of my divine, to kill and expel all pagans!"

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Assamod's face immediately became solemn, and then he chanted a soft sentence. But soon his face returned to the faint smile: "Of course, the words just now were just official words. To be honest, I had a strange disease and basically had no hope of cure. And it happened that the god I believed in was in conflict with the gods of the undead tribe, so I participated in the Gods and Demons Training Field. If I win, I can naturally continue my life, but even if I lose my god, I will take care of my family and power for me, so that I have no worries."

"But isn't there any entry and exit in the training ground of gods and demons? Even if you win, you have to participate in the next battle?"

Looking at the indifferent smile on Assamod's face, Zhou Feng frowned slightly. Although people would definitely fight for that little chance of life in desperate situations, Assamod didn't look like the kind of person who knew he would die.

"Of course, ordinary people have in and out, but I am a fourth-level believer of the God of Victory. After the battlefield of gods and demons in the Mist Forest, we will have a rest period of about ten days. During that time, as long as I give me enough sacrifices, my God will take me out of the Gods and Demons training ground."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Assamod smiled and said, "Or why do you think Edessa and Hathaway come here? Isn't it just to hone their own strength and find a way to compete for the position of head of the family... But they are not lucky and cannot last until that time."

Speaking of this, Assamod's expression suddenly became extremely serious and said to Zhou Feng: "Snake Tooth, I am very optimistic about you. Not only do you have strong strength and mind, but you are also incredibly lucky. So as long as you believe in our Lord and become a believer of our Lord, I can take you out after the battlefield of gods and demons. With your talent, you can definitely make a name even in our Truss plane!"

"Believe in the God of Victory?"

Hearing Assamod's words, Zhou Feng couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then asked: "Is there any need to believe in the God of Victory?"

"It's very simple, just a pious heart."

With a smile, Assamod pointed to his heart and said, "The God of Victory only needs faith and sacrifices, and does not care about anything else. And every believer who believes in the God of Victory will receive the gift of the power of the God of Victory. However, you must ensure piety and not believe in other gods, otherwise you will be punished by the God of Victory."

"But I already have faith..."

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Feng finally rejected Assamod's proposal. The memory of the Death Knight made him realize that it is better to believe in himself than to believe in God. He does not want to be a puppet or be restricted. Therefore, he would rather rely on his own strength to fight out a world in the training ground of gods and demons than to go to Assamod's plane to become a so-called "believers".

"This is troublesome... Although you have faith, it is obvious that the gods you believe in do not exist, or are not strong enough to become a 'true god'."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Assamod frowned slightly and said, "Without the protection of the gods and demons, it would be troublesome to leave the training ground of gods and demons. That is at least something that can only be achieved at the quasi-god level, or you make great sacrifices to other neutral gods, otherwise you will always live in constant battles until you become a super strong person... or die..."

"Do you keep fighting?"

Taking a deep breath, a look of confidence appeared on Zhou Feng's face, and he said indifferently: "This kind of life is exactly what I hope for."

"Another militant..."

Looking at Zhou Feng's confident and belligerent eyes, Assamod could only shake his head helplessly and said, "You can kill the three wolf warrior elites alone, and we should have the right to belong to the strong. From now on, you will be the sixth ten thousand captain of ours. I will arrange for you 10,000 soldiers and 200 third-level strong men for you to send, and you can also go to the logistics department to receive a special reward of ten thousand captains. Believe me, you will not be disappointed in my reward."

"Thank you, General!"

When Zhou Feng heard Assamod's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and thanked Assamod with surprise. Although Muk had indeed said that the greater the strength of the human coalition, he never expected that Assamod would assign him such an important position as the captain of the ten thousand men.

"Go, don't let my expectations of you."

After waved his hand, Assamod smiled and said, "I guess it will take a few more days to start the battlefield of gods and demons. I still need you to fight bravely for me at that time."

"I will live up to the general's high expectations!"

Nodding, Zhou Feng saluted Assamod with joyful expression on his face, and then left hurriedly. Looking at Zhou Feng's back as he left, Assamod's eyes suddenly became cold.

So what if you have potential? A low-level powerhouse who cannot believe in my god can only be used as cannon fodder after all!

"Ha, it turns out that politicians are the best actors. This kind of acting skills can win an Oscar on Earth..."

However, what Assamod didn't know was that as Zhou Feng left his vision, Zhou Feng's face suddenly changed from ecstasy to plainness, and even a hint of sneer. Assamod's performance was indeed good. Both language, movement and eyes seemed so sincere. Even Zhou Feng, who had studied human behavior and psychology, could not detect the insidiousness behind this smile. However, when Zhou Feng said that he could not believe in the God of Victory, he suddenly felt a cold breath emanating from Assamod. Although this breath was extremely secret and flashed, it could not be concealed by Zhou Feng, who had the talented "beast intuition".

It was at that moment that Zhou Feng showed a grateful expression. Since this guy thought he had believed his words, he might as well just use his tricks and make good use of him. Even as long as he was not as strong as possible, he could still become a "strong general" to fight for him.

After all, no matter what, their ultimate enemies are all undead people rather than humans!
Chapter completed!