In order to maximize resources, Molag adopted the most expansive strategy for troop deployment.
He utilized every force to the extreme to ensure the highest resource plundering efficiency.
This was originally a very clever tactic, but this tactic became fatal to Molag's army when Wolf returned to Dylan.
"The only solution now is to kill Wolf!" Molag glared at the sky with cold eyes.
Wolf seemed to sense his gaze and slowly looked down.
Wolf was a god with rich combat experience against other gods. He knew that his side was at an absolute advantage right now, so even if he found the enemy, he wasn't in a hurry to strike.
After all, what happened today was too eerie. The Steel Wolf's inexplicable death made him feel like a mastermind was behind all this, so he didn't want to rashly take action.
But no matter what Wolf thought, Molag no longer had another option. He must kill the Two-Headed Wolf of Fire and Ice.
"My Lord, what do you want to do?" Robert looked at Molag with some despair. He couldn't think of anything this newly-ascended god could use to oppose Wolf.
His Majesty, the Two-Headed Wolf of Fire and Ice, was a powerhouse who could fight Tier 7 gods.
Molag said nothing. He knew Wolf was waiting for him to reveal an opening while making the first strike, but he had no other choice.
"In that case…" Molag became decisive. With a slight thought, a bright light flashed in his line of sight.
The next second, a series of data appeared on his retina. This was something only he could see. If there were others who played"Myriad Gods" here, they would be very familiar with this data.
In the game, it had a name players were familiar with—the skill tree.
That's right. Although he couldn't transmigrate with the entire game system, Molag brought a skill tree with him.
A single skill tree was naturally not as powerful as the Evil God Temple, but since Molag himself was familiar with the future, there were incomparably large advantages when the two were combined.
He could always make the right choice. At the same time, he could also deal extremely high burst damage.
On the other hand, since the skill tree didn't affect Molag's actual realm, this improvement was difficult to see from the outside, so very few people noticed something was off about him.
A skill tree would only truly affect his combat effectiveness.
A look of madness appeared on Molag's face. He poured all the skill exp gained so far from killing monsters into one skill.
That was his favorite sword art in his past life, and it was also a sword style that only those who reached the realm of gods were qualified to use. Its name was "Divine Punishment Swordsmanship".
Divine Punishment Swordsmanship wasn't powerful in the early stages, but there would be unexpected effects once the skill reached a higher level.
Level 1, Level 2, Level 3… With the continuous infusion of skill exp, Molag upgraded his Divine Punishment Swordsmanship to Level 10 in the blink of an eye.
Level 10 was already the limit for his current level. If he continued upgrading this skill, it would become a greater god level swordsmanship skill, something far beyond Molag's control.
But even so, the Level 10 swordsmanship was still far beyond Molag's current realm.
After Molag clicked on the skill, his body slowly floated up into the sky, staring directly at Wolf.
Aerial combat was actually disadvantageous for a melee swordsman like him. On the other hand, Wolf's laws of fire and ice were not affected.
But Molag couldn't afford to worry about such things. He knew that he only had one blow—his divine power could only support one attack!
After one strike, he would either win or die!
Before Wolf even had time to open his mouth, he saw the enemy before him suddenly draw his sword. A ray of golden light sliced apart the sky and instantly struck him.
This sword was as fast as lightning, and all of Wolf's laws were instantly severed. He stared blankly at the golden light rapidly approaching him, then lost consciousness.
To those watching down below, it seemed as if the golden light directly cleaved Wolf apart. A golden line appeared down his forehead, and then his body slowly toppled over, falling from the air.
But after Molag used this skill, his whole figure seemed to have been drained of strength, and he also fell from the air.
Deputy Robert quickly rushed forward to catch him. Fortunately, Molag only had a pale face and was still conscious. He had overly exhausted all of his divine power.
"Proceed as planned," Molag propped himself up with difficulty and instructed Robert.
The fact that he successfully killed Wolf in one blow made Molag sigh in relief. It was fortunate that he had the skill tree…
However, he then noticed Robert staring at something behind him with a frightened expression, as if he'd seen a ghost.
Molag turned around suddenly, only to see an unfamiliar figure standing behind him, studying him with interest.
"Who are you?" Molag asked subconsciously.
He quickly flipped through his memories, trying to find the character whose appearance matched this stranger's, but he never succeeded.
The visitor did not speak and shot him a grin, then gently waved his hand, completely erasing Molag's consciousness.
...
When he regained consciousness, Molag found himself in a secure room.
The room was completely isolated from the outside world, making it impossible for him to discern the time and location. Under the dim light, there was not a single figure nearby, nor any memorable objects.
His divine power was completely sealed by a special power. Molag frowned and stood up, carefully examining his surroundings.
Then he noticed a book with a blank cover on the table next to him. It had no title, but the contents shocked Molag.
His complete history was clearly written on it. His journey—from his inexplicable arrival into this world to his upward ascent, step by step—were all recorded here in full.
"Curious why we collected your information?" A teasing voice traveled over from in front of him.
Molag raised his head and saw a figure wrapped in black robes standing before him. The stranger's appearance was exactly that of the person he'd seen before.
"Who the hell are you guys?!" Molag snapped. He had a sinking feeling that he seemed to have been targeted by some sort of organization.
"Welcome to the Transmigrator Alliance." The man in black robes smiled. "You can call me 'Gù'. Oh, I mean 'Gǔ'."
Molag stared at the man in front of him who called himself "Gu". He was no longer in the mood to care about the stranger's name. All his attention was attracted by those two words.
Transmigrator Alliance!
"You mean…"
"That's right." Gu Nan explained with a nod, "There are many transmigrators like you and me. We gathered together to form this alliance and then recruited more transmigrators from all over the world."
For a while, Molag didn't know what to say.
Gu Nan continued, "Now then, let's head over to test your ability."
The first Gu (顾) is the same as his surname, and the second one (古) means ancient. Different characters and pronunciations