"What happened?

"So many battles broke out in succession?"

The fluctuation of the divine wars that broke out one after another, coupled with the two consecutive shots of the stellar railgun that hit the kingdom of the gods, especially when the goddess of the sea fell for the second time, the despair, wailing, and anger before death really alarmed the existence that did not pay attention to this matter, and even made some of the originally sleeping existences begin to recover, and the fall of the gods is not a trivial matter in the world of Erathia, where there are always many gods.

What's more, this time it was not an unknown little god who fell, but a sea goddess with medium divine power. In the moment of her fall, all the idols in her temple shattered, and all her priests lost their supernatural powers, reduced to ordinary creatures, leaving only their bodies tempered by divine power, which allowed them to live longer.

In the ocean, in some deep abysses, some beings who had entered a state of sleep a long time ago opened their eyes, silently stared at those battlefields, and entered a state of watching a play, with no intention of blending.

In the middle of a sea abyss that should have been in darkness but was unusually bright, in the center of a large-scale and luxurious complex composed of crystal palaces, a dragon with dark blue scales lay on a spar bed based on Hanhai blue gold and high-purity crystal, and slowly woke up in a daze.

"The Titan is still as domineering as ever!" Lying on the crystal bed, the dragon whose body seemed to be the size of an ordinary ancient dragon lazily opened its eyes, and in the dark blue dragon pupils, it seemed to contain a vast ocean, and on this ancient dragon head whose form was different from all known dragons, eight dragon horns were intertwined, like a crown, and the dragon horns were extremely conspicuous.

Almost at the same time as the fall of the Ocean Goddess, in an unknown realm, a world filled with dead air slowly emerged, in which bones were everywhere, and all kinds of powerful undead creatures were filled with it, only the master of this necromantic world, a powerful being shrouded in gray-black mist containing death intent, slowly opened his eyes.

When his eyes opened, the world, which had been in darkness for a long time, suddenly ushered in light, because in the sky, two golden suns appeared, which were the eyes of that being—open eyes for day.

When the "sun" appeared, in this world that ushered in light, all the necromantic creatures were obediently prostrate on the ground, and the existence after opening his eyes silently looked at the two epic titans who were fighting, and did not make any moves.

......

In a vast country in the center of the main continent, an emperor who was also in a state of sleep and was alarmed opened his eyes to feel the two breaths that came from the same source as himself.

After a moment of thought, the vigorous blood belonging to the epic exploded, and the clouds in all directions moved, and the clouds of the sky where he was located were dyed golden, and his position clearly stated his attitude.

......

In the Boundless Heavenly Realm, in a vast city that exudes immeasurable divine light, a girl with ten wings on her back and a blazing heavenly flame burning on it that seems to never be extinguished looked at the young man in front of her, her face was calm, and she seemed to ask casually:

"Grandfather, don't we express our attitude towards the Titans as allies?"

"Of course, I have to say that, but it's not the time yet. "The Blazing Sky God, who seemed to be composed of twelve wings of endless light on his back, looked at the three light mirrors in front of him, which were the battle between the Ancient Prison Master and the Lord of the Reckless Desolation, and on the third light mirror, it was the picture of the Fox Emperor shrouded in Ziyan crushing and hanging the incarnation of the gods.

And this blazing god, who also has epic power, his best descendant of the bloodline, his gaze fell on the third light mirror, or more accurately, on the young half-blood titan who had a very weak sense of presence compared to the fox emperor, sitting cross-legged and watching the hilarious young half-blood titan.

......

In the sky above the Titans, after the Ancient Prison Master made a move, the epic Titans who almost woke up with him also burst out of their own breath, warning certain beings not to meddle in this reckoning war that belongs to the Titans.

In fact, neither the newly awakened Ancient Prison Master nor the current Fifth Epic Titan, the Ten Imperial Masters, who had revealed his aura, did not know the beginning and end of the matter, and did not understand why his own people were fighting.

But does the cause of the battle matter? It doesn't matter at all! They just need to stand firmly on the side of their own kind, and as long as they do it, they are definitely on the side of reason, as evidenced by their fists and the blades in their hands.

......

The god of the Koutao Fishmen, Bribo Dupp, is seriously injured!

The goddess of abuse, Lavitta, has fallen!

The god of thieves, Max, has fallen!

All the gods who descended into incarnations were approached by the Lord of the Desolation, and they paid a very painful price, and only a very few gods made a quick decision, leaving the kingdom of God behind, and escaping the catastrophe.

......

"God of Black Blood, Marat!" the Lord of the Desolation, with the tragic aura peculiar to his repeated battles, stepped into the realm of the god of hunting, "You obediently let me cut off my head." ”

"I have received nothing from your descendants. The black-blooded beast argued with some frustration and fear.

"You have committed aggressive actions and actions, and you have had the idea of trying to erase my descendant and take the source power from him. ”

"But I failed, please spare me, great Titan, I am willing to give everything but life and godhood. ”

"Be honest, let me kill you, as a god, you still have a chance to be resurrected!" said the Lord of the Desolation lightly, he had no intention of letting go of any of the gods who wanted to be unfavorable to Muria.

"If it takes me too much effort to kill you, I don't know how hard it will take to wipe out all your followers in the world of Erathia. ”

"Don't. The god of black blood shouted in a hurry, death is not the end for the god, as long as the god's name is still there, and there are believers who believe in it, after a certain period of time, the fallen god will also have a chance to resurrect and return.

But when a god dies and all believers are erased, it is basically cold, and there is no possibility of resurrection and return.

...... After the symbolic struggle and resistance, the bright stars in the sky dimmed again, representing the fall of another god and the destruction of the kingdom of God.

Correspondingly, the battle axe in the hand of the Lord of the Desolation, Akmund, had another trace of god's blood, making this bloodstained battle axe look even more fierce and fierce.

The Lord of the Desolation, who had already liquidated most of the gods, led the army of fierce beasts that had almost lost more than half of the battle, and the group of ancient dragons that seemed to have decreased in number, heading towards the abyss, intending to carry out the final reckoning.