Battlefield space number three.

In a small temporary space, Li Ping and a group of god players who have a say in the East District gathered here to discuss important matters.

"Commander, what is the attitude towards this proposal? Do you agree or not?" A middle-level true god who was in the front and exuded a powerful aura asked the nominal boss of the East District. His attitude was quite polite, even respectful, just like a subordinate facing his superior.

It's no wonder he is like this. As true gods who were promoted from the strongest demigods, there is also a gap in strength between them, and it is not small.

The world opened up by Li Ping is of medium-sized scale. This alone is enough to show the difference in strength between Him and the other three.

To make a simple analogy, one is the lord of the top pantheon, and the other is an elder of the top pantheon. Note that they are normal elders, not special beings like Eternal Night and Glory.

"Your Majesty the Dark Lord has agreed to peace talks." Upon hearing this, Li Ping seemed to have thought of something, his eyes twitched, and then he replied.

He had visited with a bunch of documents and prepared a lot of persuasive words in his mind, but the Dark Lord just took a look and said, "All right, the negotiation is left to you," and then sent him back.

When she thought of that experience, Li Ping was speechless.

This is too perfunctory!
As the strongest person in the East District, facing such a major event that concerns all the divine players, no matter what, you should stand up and hold a small meeting to say a few words, right?

In the end, he threw the matter to Him with just one sentence and sent Him back.

After a moment of silence, another middle-level true god couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty the Dark Lord, do you have any other instructions?" His idea was the same as Li Ping's before. Since this was a major event concerning the players in the East District, he should at least make some arrangements.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Li Ping.

Even without considering strength, everyone still recognizes the ability of the Dark Emperor who is currently in charge here.

After all, they are the most direct beneficiaries.

Under the other party's arrangement, all parties checked and balanced each other, so that everyone was successfully promoted to true gods without paying too high a price.

The current stable situation on the battlefield is also closely related to Him.

No wonder he has been able to get to where he is today. He has strength, opportunity and wisdom, which are the standard features of a strong person.

"No."

Li Ping shook her head and said, "His Majesty the Dark Lord did not give me any instructions. He asked me to take full responsibility for this matter and to facilitate peace talks among all parties as soon as possible. Of course, even if it is a peace talk, we cannot weaken our momentum. We are not losers. We just don't want to waste time here."

Everyone: "."

Fang Xingchen, who was quite familiar with Su Xingyu, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

You are worthy of it, Brother Yu.

A long time ago, after meeting Su Xingyu several times, he discovered that this big brother of his was indeed a good fighter and was also very generous to his companions, but he just didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs.

Even when we really have to deal with things, we will choose to cut the Gordian knot and deal with everything at once.

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Without paying attention to everyone's silence, Li Ping clapped her hands lightly to attract everyone's attention. "Okay, forget about that. Maybe His Majesty the Dark Lord feels that the peace talks are not difficult, so just leave it to us. Our main goal now is to reach an agreement with the other three parties as soon as possible and release everyone. I believe you are tired of staying here..."

Li Ping didn’t know what other people thought, but he didn’t want to stay here anymore.

"Theoretically, there should be no problem in negotiating this matter."

Hearing this, another middle-level True God spoke up, "The spirit players on the battlefield continent are becoming increasingly war-weary and don't want to continue fighting. This is the case on our side, and the other three regions are in a similar situation. I also talked to the guy on the other side not long ago, and they are even more impatient than us."

Hearing this, everyone looked at him speechlessly.

Bro, aren’t we still at war? Why are you still chatting with the other side?
"Ahem." Realizing something, the middle-level True God coughed twice and continued, "Anyway, that's the situation. In my opinion, reconciliation shouldn't be difficult. It might even be over in no time."

The child's play battle made all the god players on the battlefield continent feel restrained and unable to display their skills at all.

So after playing for decades, except for a small number of strong people who have the advantage and intercept to seek benefits, most of the god players have become tired of it.

Even those strong ones who had the advantage didn't really want to continue fighting.

The reason is very simple: the benefits and efforts do not match.

After the parties terminated the agreement, the reason they started the war was for revenge and to vent their anger.

However, after the fight progressed and some damage was inflicted on the other side, the situation became completely deadlocked.

They too are in a dilemma.

They couldn't get in because there were tough obstacles behind them and the opponent's defensive attitude was very resolute. Under the restrictions of the rules, if they attacked forcefully, their losses would probably be greater than the opponent's.

That would be a loss instead of a gain, and would go against their original intention of starting the war.

They can't retreat either. The war has been going on for so long. If it ends so hastily, where will their face be?

So they could only try to find the best in misery and use the battlefield to train their troops in order to barely make up for the losses.

But how to say
From a profit perspective, this is not actually profitable.

Because the god players are a tough nut to crack. Not only are they hard to beat, but the benefits are also very limited.

If we really have to fight, it is obviously more cost-effective to go with the indigenous planes in the outside void.

It may sound disrespectful to say this, but the indigenous plane is just a soft persimmon in the eyes of the god players.

Easy to play, high returns.

So in general, the god players from all sides are unanimous in their opinions on promoting peace talks and leaving the battlefield space.

"In that case, I will leave the important task of negotiation to you." Li Ping nodded and looked at the middle-level true god with a smile on her face.

"This..." Upon hearing this, the middle-level true god's expression changed slightly, and he was about to refuse. It was true that he said that, but he didn't want to find trouble for himself.

"Well, do you have any questions?" Li Ping asked first, narrowing her eyes without waiting for Him to speak.

"No."

Shaking his head, the middle-level True God showed a look of helplessness on his face.

"Don't worry, we have your back. Even if the talks fail, nothing will happen to you."

Seeing this, Li Ping spoke out to comfort Him.

Since you said so, I have no choice but to accept it.

"As ordered."

Soon, the god players from the four regions sent delegations to start negotiations.

Then, just as everyone expected, the negotiations went very smoothly, and the god players in the four major regions did not want to stay here any longer.

After the negotiation is over.

With the push from all sides, the flames of war on the continent were extinguished from top to bottom at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The last war between the gods and spirit players ended. The army of believers quickly withdrew to their homeland, and some gods and spirit players who had been defeated and had to leave their homeland and go into exile also returned to their own planes and began to recover their lost territory.

Another three months passed.

Led by the four most powerful ones, all the divine players gathered in the void and proposed a peace agreement to the system.

[System prompt: Do you agree to end the battle? ]

"Yes."

As everyone responded, the entire battlefield space gradually became illusory. The huge and boundless battlefield continent began to disperse and then disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, in the void outside, which had been empty for hundreds of years, huge phantoms of planes suddenly emerged, and then with a loud bang, the planes turned from virtual to real.

The peaceful void environment underwent some subtle changes due to the return of the plane.

The energy spread out in all directions like ripples.

The plane of eternal night.

"Finally home!"

The vast and boundless dark god stood on the plane, feeling the familiar environment around him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, feeling the excitement of reunion after a long separation.

bang——

Then, He spread out His arms, released His own restrictions, and the divine aura as deep as the abyss of hell spread into the surrounding void.

The dark pillar that reached the sky and the earth shot upwards, extending infinitely, and then turned into boundless light, expanding rapidly, as if declaring its existence to the void.

Wherever the dark light passes, the stars tremble and the planes shake.

With the Eternal Night Plane as the center, all areas within billions of miles were affected.

Countless creatures in the void, when covered by the light, simply prostrated themselves in the void and worshipped towards the distance.

This is the respect that lower creatures should have for higher creatures, and the weak should have for the strong in a world where the strong prey on the weak.

And those planes left over from the old era.

One by one, the great beings who had reached the realm of true gods woke up from their slumber. They all raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the source of the aura. Their gazes were extremely solemn, as if they could see through countless obstacles and directly see the overbearing god who was wantonly venting his aura.

"We're in big trouble."

The same thought arose in the hearts of all the gods.

Being in the same void area with such a domineering master, the days ahead will definitely not be peaceful.

"Hahaha--"

The silver eyes flashed with brilliant light, and the spiritual awareness expanded to the limit, as if patrolling his own territory, sweeping across, and the arrogant laughter of the dark god spread over billions of miles.

In the plane beneath his feet, countless dark creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, praying and cheering to the supreme god.

“It’s a really good feeling.”

After a long while, after stretching his body, Su Xingyu gradually restrained his aura, shrank his body back to normal size, and returned directly to the kingdom of God.

Then, before He could even get comfortable on the throne, trouble arose.

[Red Alliance]

{
[War] (Alliance Leader): Everyone, are you all out?

[Magic]: 1
Darkness: 1
[Glorious]: 1
【Bear King】：1
}
Along with a long string of information, War quickly counted the members of the alliance.

{【War】: Where did Chaos go? It's been so long, why haven't they come out yet?

[Eternity]: That guy went crazy and didn't care about anything. He might still be fighting inside.

[War]: Didn’t we send someone to inform Him in advance?
【Luo Minghao】: I notified him, but he didn’t listen.
【war】:
}
Now, some battlefields have reached a ceasefire agreement and have left the battlefield space together, but there are also some battlefields where fighting is still going on, which makes things a bit difficult for everyone.

After all, a battlefield often involves multiple player forces, among which there must be members of their organization. As for these members, it would be fine if they had no ability.

If you have the ability, you must not give up.

Therefore, the top powerhouses who have left the battlefield space, that is, the members of the Red Alliance, now have to find a way to promote a ceasefire agreement in the remaining battlefield spaces and release the divine players inside.

Everyone felt helpless about this, but there was nothing they could do.

They chose the path, and they have to finish it no matter how tiring it is.

Therefore, they, who had just left the battlefield space, had to immediately intervene in a new battlefield.

As for why not send your younger brother in?
It’s not that they don’t want to, but if I go in, it won’t do much.

If it was just a message, it would have been passed on before, but the person hasn't come out yet, which is enough to explain the problem.

If you want to get the person out, you must use force and intervene forcibly.

The only ones who can intimidate those top powerhouses are those in the Crimson Alliance.

Fortunately, there are many people who obey orders, so we only have to make one trip. Otherwise, if we go in and out repeatedly, it's hard to say what will happen to the gods, but the creatures in the plane will most likely collapse.

With the active intervention of everyone, it took them nearly half a year to liberate those more important battlefield spaces.

Afterwards, although there were other battlefield spaces still in a state of combat, they no longer had to worry about them.

Ordinary battlefield spaces can be handed over to the next-level minions to deal with, and they just need to watch over them.

And so, another year passed.

In the entire intermediate realm, all players in all battlefield spaces reached an agreement and returned to the outside void.

Then, before all parties could count the casualties, a drastic change that swept across the entire intermediate realm occurred.

[System prompt: Since the number of promoted players has reached the standard, the medium realm will be expanded and all players will return to their original plane immediately. (24:00:00)]

Looking at the purple-red words in front of them, the God players' hearts were extremely complicated.

"grass!"

A divine player who had just returned from the battlefield and didn't even have time to catch his breath expressed his inner thoughts with a plant.

"No, here we go again!"

The players who had just escaped death and were preparing to retake their homeland and rebuild their belief system were now mentally devastated.

No matter what they said or how much they cursed, they did not dare to ignore the system's prompts. They followed the prompts and returned to their own planes.

Then, we were on high alert, waiting for the arrival of unknown upheavals. (End of this chapter)