In the first half of his life, Gao Frey was a peerless king. He led an army of demons, conquered all continent races, and became the king of kings. But when he understood the truth of his struggle, he almost collapsed. All of his great prowess is nothing more than the result of the struggle between the fire god Sulu and the gods, and the most illustrious demon king in history is nothing more than a pitiful pawn.

So Golfray abandoned everything that didn't belong to him in the first place and pointed his sword at the gods.

Now he stood in the distance, looking at his two companions behind him.

"But if you want to fight God, you have to be prepared to lose all your companions and be betrayed by those closest to you, are you ready, Jiwen?"

"Yes, I know. ”

"What I'm talking about, including your summoner. As one of Old Harvey's consciousnesses, of course Golfrey knew what that summoner meant to Given. But to face the battle with God, be prepared to lose anything.

Givens didn't answer this time, just looked up at the white canopy.

In that world, can Adelia alone escape the clutches of the gods? Although Adelia with spatial magic once sealed the forbidden spell summoner Damon forever, this time, the enemy she faces will be even stronger.

Just when Given's concern for Adella's safety, Adelia and Silvermoon's guard Shui Luo were walking side by side, and they walked through the forest outside the royal capital for two days before arriving at a forest village.

This humble elven village has survived the flames of war, but both Adelia and Shui Luo know that it is not luck that protects the village, but the guards of the Silver Moon hiding in the shadows.

The honey hotel in the village was an important stronghold of the Silvermoon guards, so the village was able to escape the sack of the sandmen. Adelia visited here today, on the one hand, to express her gratitude to these Silver Moon guards, and on the other hand, to get clues about the demon, now that she is a forbidden spell summoner who has mastered spatial magic, she wants to complete the revenge of her mother with her own hands.

Led by Shui Luo, Adelia walked into the deepest wine cellar of the Honey Hotel. In the dark cavern, an elven woman in a black cloak was waiting for her.

As soon as she saw Adelia, the woman immediately put her hand on her chest and bent her fingers into the shape of the Silver Moon as a sign of respect for the visit of the Son of the Silver Moon.

"Hello, Son of the Silvermoon, I am the current leader of the Silvermoon Guard, Marwen. ”

After chatting with Marven for a while, Adelia walked into the tunnel next to the wine cellar together. There is the archive of the Silvermoon Guards, and it may be possible to find information related to the massacre in the Valley of Urs from countless sources of demonic information.

After sending Adelia to this secret stronghold, Shuiluo's mission was completed. The Son of the Silver Moon, who has the ability to cast spells in space, will teleport back to the royal capital by himself after completing the visit. But just as she was about to get up and return alone, Ma Wen, the leader of the Silver Moon, rushed over and handed her a secret letter with a wax seal with her own hands.

"Be sure to bring the letter to Zoenmi. ”

Shui Luo took the letter, then made the sign language he understood, and disappeared into the woods outside the village.

It wasn't until Shui Luo's aura completely disappeared that Ma Wen quietly returned to the village, this time she didn't enter the Nami Hotel, but went straight to her secret residence.

The basement of the abode led to a complex crypt, and at the end of the crypt was an ancient black temple. The deities enshrined in this shrine are waiting for Marven's visit.

The deity, with its body of flames of different colors and an evil head with huge foreheads, had just escaped from 10,000 years of captivity, destroyed the Devil's Islands, and finally teleported to the small temple through the worship of the faithful.

Sulu, the god of fire, sat on the altar of the temple and looked with interest at the leader of the Silvermoon guards. When he thoroughly examined Ma Wen's body and the soul hidden in this body, he patted the palm of the flame and said with appreciation: "You are so patient, you have been waiting for ten thousand years. Beautiful Queen Suta. ”

Sutar is the queen of the demon king Gao Frei, who obeyed Sulu's temptation out of jealousy and used the method of soul invasion to occupy Gao Frei's body in an attempt to restore the faith of the Fire King.

But in the final battle, Suta did not fall with the Demon Dynasty, nor did she evacuate to the eastern islands like her children. She hides in the world of elves and continues to use the method of taking away her body to keep herself alive.

Not only that, but when the elven royal family decided to kill the descendants of Evans, she actually used those good and upright elves to create the Silver Moon Guards to fight against the King's Sword. Of course, Suta's ultimate goal is to control Evans' descendants so that he can gather his bloodline to recall Sulu, the god of fire.

Due to the small number of helpers and the extremely scattered operation of the Silvermoon Guards, Suta's plot failed again and again. This time, though, Souttar's luck was surprisingly good. Not only did the Son of the Silver Moon fall into the trap and successfully fall into the hands of Suta. What's even more wonderful is that Sulu, the Lord of Fire, has successfully descended into the world and even answered her prayers and appeared in front of her.

Marven, or the demon Suta, raised her head haughtily, her silver-white eyes wide, as if purple flames were about to ignite inside

"I am loyal to the flame, I am devoted to the flame, and may my lord reign over this world as the only master. Even if I wait another 10,000 years, I'm willing. ”

"Very well, did your letter come out? ”

"I have informed the Elven Queen through the channel of the Silvermoon Guards that the Courier is a loyal Silvermoon Guard, and the Elven Queen will not be suspicious. ”

Hearing Suta's answer, Sulu, the Fire King, felt that he had won the battle. The thought of the fate of Cassiu, the god of the forest, shook with excitement.

……

Three days later, in the middle of the night, the study room of the Elven King's Palace still did not go out.

The Elven Queen Djonnmi is still revising the folds and announcing the decree. At present, the war in various parts of the kingdom is gradually subsided, most of the rebels have surrendered, and the sanders have also withdrawn from the border under the coercion of Mingsha.

However, even if the situation improves, Djonnmi does not dare to take it lightly. The hidden threats are always on the side of the kingdom.

This series of turmoil in the kingdom has the shadow of demons, who provoke the elves to fight civil wars and fight with other organizations, in order to weaken the elves as much as possible, so that the demons in the corner of the country can find a chance to regain power.

Now the elves' defenses are almost exhausted. The Sandmen and Centaurs are in dire straits, the Dragons are dying, and if the demons strike in a big way, there is little to stop them from resetting the continent.

Just as Djonnmi was thinking about the future of the kingdom, a strange atmosphere of dead silence enveloped the study. The breath of life of the palace guards outside the door disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Sensing the threat, Dzoenmi immediately stood up and prepared to begin chanting the summoning incantation. But just as she was halfway through the incantation, she saw a green figure push open the door.

Djoenmi's breathing immediately stopped, she could barely believe her eyes, the figure that had appeared in countless elven legends actually appeared in front of her.

Cassiu, the god of the forest, walked into the study with a cold expression, and his back was covered with the corpses of the elven guards.

Upon seeing Cassiu, Djonnmi stopped summoning, knowing that even if she summoned the Shadow Phoenix, she wouldn't be able to stand up to such a powerful foe. The only way to fight God is to use weapons that can end God's life.

Thinking of this, Dzoenmi immediately clenched the short sword that hung around his neck. It is a token passed down from generation to generation by the elven kings, and it is also the legendary sword that fuses the soul of the god of death.

No matter how powerful the gods are, they will be swallowed up by the resentment of the god of death once they are stabbed by the night, and legend has it that there is far more than one god under the sword of the fallen night.

Cassius sneered at the sight of Djoenmi's movements.

"You lowly creature dares to rebel against your creator, if it weren't for me, there is no race of elves in this world, and you would not have been able to sit in the position of ruler. ”

"This world doesn't need gods to dictate, Cassiu. ”

Kasiu was displeased with Drohnmi's resistance, and he roared angrily, "You bastard, who inherited the blood of the demon Golfre, has given up your faith and completely degenerated. If it weren't for the sake of your life to break the seal, I would have let you return to the Forest of the Earth. ”

With the roar of the gods, a force poured out of Kaxiu's body, directly imprisoning Djoenmi's body.

"You are created by me, and if I move a thought, I can control your life. The night light in your hand can't save you. ”

Cassiu approached Djoemmy step by step, and although Djoenmi's expression was constantly changing, her body seemed to be completely out of control, frozen there like a sculpture.

Looking at Zoenmi's desperate expression, Cassiu was satisfied. Although his divine power was far from recovering, it was more than enough to subdue an elven creature he had created with his own hands.

Now that the bloodline of the High Frey has fallen into his hands, the night light that can kill the gods will also return to his grasp. In this duel with the fire god Sulu, it is a little more warm.

Just as Kasiu was planning the final battle with the Vulcan, he stumbled upon a change in Djoenmi's expression. The despair was gone, replaced by a sense of tension and excitement about catching the prey.

"Oh no, is this a trap!"

Just as Cassiu was about to teleport away, golden dividing lines flashed around him. The familiar golden glow made Cassiu's heart flutter suddenly, because it reminded him of the despair and horror he felt when he was suppressed by Evans.

"It's space magic! There are people here who know space magic!"

But to Kasthew's surprise, the white world in his memory did not appear, and what appeared in front of him was a short black shadow, and he stabbed a sharp blade into Cassiu's body from the side.

"Is it just teleportation?" Cassiu, recovering from his panic, laughed maniacally, "Stupid, those ordinary blades can't hurt me!"

The Assassin who succeeded in the first blow used teleportation to break away from Cassius before he could retaliate. And Djounmi, who has regained his freedom through this chaos, is full of malice as a reminder of the god who had been worshipped by the elves for countless years.

"That's no ordinary blade. ”

Hearing Djonnmi's voice, Cassius quickly looked at the blade in the assassin's hand. It was a black blade that devoured all colors, and beneath the surface of steel was a vengeful deity.

Cassius cried out in pain, "Nightman!"