At this moment, no one knew that Calvin, a newborn deity who had lit the flame in front of the three gods of death who were trying to take the souls of the Immortals, was under the noses of the gods... How strong is it in the end.

But everyone saw his determination to destroy the gods of death at all costs... With madness!

Although the strength of the gods is not directly related to the number of believers and the strength of their beliefs, just by looking at the hundreds of thousands of nezumi warriors who are only attacking and not defending all the way in the Scarlet Wasteland, and are completely fighting for their lives all the way towards the demonic remnants, you can faintly see the clues.

This inconspicuous race of origin... In fact, wisdom has been born, and its own society and civilization have sprouted.

It has all the qualities of order and chaos, creation and destruction, war and resurrection, and so on.

Other words... In a way, the telemagician in front of him, named Calvin, could theoretically be like a halfling, an elf, a human, a dwarf, a dwarf, a dwarf, an orc...

Create a god system that belongs to their Cavins ratmen!

And the main gods of these gods...

Without exception...

All of them are at least the beginning of powerful divine powers...

Great... I don't know.

And just when the gods were terrified, worried, and hesitant for this sudden birth and such aggressive god and main god...

Kelburn and Leila, who were in the ruins of the White City, had lost their words at the scene before them...

Kyle was saddened and lamented by his friends' path to destruction.

And Leila is immersed in the sentimentality and sigh that belongs to women...

The world that was presented to her as a goddess and the gods at that time... It's so fragmented and shocking:

Above the sky, Levi, who flew higher and higher with Zelandia's 100,000 heroic spirits, was like a morning sun full of brilliant light...

At the end of the sky, Calvin, who came to the world with his newly forged kingdom of God and brought countless nezumi spirits to the realm of death, was like a poignant twilight when the sun set and sank into the land...

Just when Kyleburn and the others were immersed in complicated thoughts, there was a muffled bang, and they immediately stumbled under their feet.

"Let's go... We diverted to Silvermoon City.

"Here... We don't need these anymore... Belated reinforcements...

"They've done it their own way... Victory.

"They... With his life and dignity, he kept his city-state and homeland...

Kelburn looked at the cracked and collapsed dilapidated buildings with a complicated expression, the silent corpses all over the ground and the white dragon corpses lying on the frost giant in the distance, and sighed inexplicably:

But there is no living person in this white city... Because of that terrible fault in the earth's crust... Coming soon...

It's falling, it's falling...

Outside the walls in the distance, the demons who were already invincible in front of them, probably because of the long battle and hunger, instinctively wanted to invade the White City, and began to pick up the corpses of those same kind and Zelandia warriors along the way and gnaw on them.

"You take the soldiers first, I will never allow disgusting things to desecrate the bodies of those martyrs and desecrate this sacred place!"

Lyra, who was kind-hearted, looked at the scene in front of her and was inexplicably angry.

Kyleburne opened his mouth, momentarily hesitating.

Reason told him that he should not continue to spend precious time in this doomed place.

Because for every moment of delay here, perhaps the Silver Moon Federation, which is being attacked by the tide of orcs, will die more.

Just when Kelburn was in a tangled dilemma, he suddenly felt something sticky under his feet, and saw that a large stream of blue liquid had already overflowed their ankles for some time.

Poof!

Suddenly, thousands of blue fountains erupted from the cracks in the ruins, and then they could faintly hear faint singing...

"Ahhh

"Ahh~Ah~Ah~"

Mr. and Mrs. Kelburn and the panicked soldiers looked at each other.

Silver and blue slimes sprang up from the ruins and cracks in all directions, looking up at the sky and the sky together...

Those faintly neat melodies are actually made by them!

"Slime... Singing...

"It's a miracle!"

Lyra's eyes widened in disbelief, she was so like Icarus at the moment, shocked that the slime, who was chaotic by nature and had no intelligence at all, could really do such a uniform thing.

"But they... What are you doing..."

Levi raised a lot of slimes in the city-state and even in the Northlands, and they still knew about it.

But these slimes, who were supposed to run for their lives in the disaster, did not stay where they were, singing loudly.

They completely ignored the crumbling complex, allowing the rubble to smash them into puddles of blue liquid.

Gradually, they converged into pools of water, rivers and waterfalls, torrents, and drowned along the crumbling streets, towards the lower city, towards the first city wall strewn with corpses, and towards the demons who tried to invade the White City!

Leila, who was looking at this scene, immediately choked up and covered her lips.

At this moment, she finally knew... What are these torrents of blue...

That's the blood of billions of slimes...

There seems to be a sad and desperate will in the darkness, knowing that they are inherently weak, and that they cannot live to pose a substantial threat to these invaders from the abyss.

And so, like the Zelandia warriors, they took the initiative to meet death, turning into angry waves, torrents, and blue seas of blood, drowning these invading enemies.

To death... And don't let these filthy scum from the abyss...

Step into your own home!

Lyra watched in amazement as the blue torrent that swept away and submerged the remnants of the demon and embraced the warrior's body with her own 'body'.

It took a long time before he sighed at Kelburn with reddish eyes:

"Let's go...

"Here... Maybe we don't need it anymore..."

As Kelburn adjusts the coordinates of the portal, the soldiers of Drawing Water City leave this only remaining pure land with a trance...

Boom... Click...

With the sound of cracking and crumbling one after another, Minas Stirris, once the pearl of the Northland, the commercial hub, and the center of civilization...

As Kelburn said, with the collapse of the hollow structure of Zeelandia underground, it began to irreversibly go underground, just like the Nether magic ship back then...

Sink down.

Underground, as all the survivors fled through the massive portal to Lunaris Island.

The entire 'dead silence' of Zelandia is also rapidly collapsing as the stone pillars that were improvised by the mages crack and shatter.

Deep in the First Institute of Magic, in this place that no one knows except Levi and the Dragon-Knights.

As the director, Eagle did not choose to teleport away after transferring the last magical research data away.

Instead, he walked all the way through these objects that had accompanied him for nearly a hundred years and most of his life, and slowly sat down on the seat of his test office.

He looked up, only to see a red trail of blood running down his forehead, soaking one eye.

Through the dark red vision, I can see the falling boulders, the overturned containers, the shattered magic test equipment, and the fragmented limbs and broken robes buried by the collapsed structure.

He has lacked emotional personality since he was a child, and at this moment, it seems... Finally, I was able to experience the desperate and sad state of mind of the ancestors when the words and deeds of the teacher taught them and the collapse of Netherel recorded in the books.

That's a... The dead silence of all hopes.

"It turns out... Is this what heartbreak feels like?

"Really... It hurts..."

Boom... As the structure of the laboratory collapsed, the rubble buried the figure of the Etherian Arcanist.

The last of the three pillars of Zelandia collapsed.

This is only a scholar mage who belongs to the Third War Method.

Together, they carried the attack and assassination of the Drow elves, and together they completed the evacuation of millions of people from the cities of Zeellandia and Minastiris...

Completed the difficult task of transferring all the materials of the Magic Research Institute smoothly and safely, which was almost impossible to complete in a short period of time...

But only...

Failed to bring their own... Redeem out.

Along with the last two hundred and twenty-three golden pillars of light in the White City, the volcanic eruption golden light waterfall rose into the sky together.

Levi, who had already rushed into the stratosphere with a hundred-armed giant, was aware of it, and looked back silently, and saw the scene of the collapse of the White City and the rushing of the blue ocean.

The silver giant slowly closed his eyes in pain...

He couldn't keep the city after all... That home that he and his family members and people have built and developed together for nearly a hundred years!

The next moment, all the people of the Northland and the gods of the Astral Plane suddenly felt a palpitating feeling enveloping their hearts.

Then, the wind that had enveloped the entire Northland all year round seemed to disappear suddenly.

A breath of silence gathered from his throat, and even his pupils, which were originally blue with a few strands of golden silk, began to gradually turn black, containing a deep purple meaning.

Bang!

The hearts of him and the star god seemed to stop beating together, and the sea of clouds surging in the sky with the wind became calm, and time seemed to stand still.

At the same time, the theoretical value of resonance power, which had been temporarily ignored by him in the corner of his eye, suddenly rose from the original 5.627% to ...

"61.748%!" and still expanding!

"Stop!!"

Some of the gods, who had been suffering from a certain complex psychology, finally couldn't sit still and wanted to stop the catastrophe that was brewing for this terrible monster.

"Ti... Pull !!"

Even the hundred-armed giant, who had been dragged by Levi, seemed to feel a mortal threat.

It spat out an ancient language that was hard to understand, and stared at Levi's equally furious, dead purple eyes with eyes full of murderous intent and hatred.

While strangling Levi's chest with his thick arms, locking Levi's throat, and breaking his head, trying to break the other party's head away from his direction little by little.

But it's still too late!

In the end, the emotion of all thoughts was also echoed in the sky of the entire northern earth, and it was vented towards this world full of malice towards mortals.

"Let me die!!

"Roar !!!!"

Then a blazing purple light burst out of his mouth like a star collapsing.

It was as if a muffled thunder sounded in the middle of the sky on a rainy day.

The Void Ghost Energy that had been accumulated for decades, accompanied by his anger and sorrow, with the blessing and amplification of the Star God who was also a Void creature...

Let this void roar... For the first time, he truly showed his terrifying power in front of the world, all beings, and the gods!

With the appearance of a purple-black spot like a black hole, a sudden burst of terrifying energy burst silently from the center of the two giants.

But in the moment before Levi's void breath squirted, he saw the hundred-armed giant who couldn't unscrew his head slam on the silver giant, trying to pull his body out of the other's arms.

This action also caused the silent pillar of light to not hit its head, but to sweep it across its chest.

But even so, this hundred-armed giant, which had fused with countless demonic flesh and blood, had its originally violent pupils that immediately froze.

As if it had been cut in half, it was swept away by the Void Blade that traversed the world, turning into a brown point of light, flying for many kilometers along the way.

It actually hit the one that was outside the starry sky, cursed by countless dragons for tens of thousands of years, but because of the protection of a certain existence, it still hung high on the starry sky Scarlet Star ——— Killing King!

This king-killing star, which was full of dragon madness, was immediately blasted by the hundred-armed giant that bombarded it silently through a deep pit that could be clearly seen even in the north, and the crack like a spider's web spread wantonly.

And that huge anti-impulse energy also caused Levi himself to turn into a silver meteor above the sky, and after flying out for an unknown number of miles, it fell straight on the moon that loomed due to the dusk, stirring up a halo of dust and smoke in the silent vacuum.

Astral Plane, Moon Gate.

Su Lun, an ancient god who was born with the first tranquil cold moonlight and controlled the power of the moon, immediately overflowed with a wisp of scarlet blood from the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, this cold goddess looked at the silver giant who trampled on the place of her birth and the land of miracles, and her eyes not only did not have the slightest resentment, but instead revealed a touch of self-blame, and unspeakable regret and regret.

Because of that ancient tragedy, she was almost slumped to the point of not even having medium divine power left by her sister Shar in the battle, and she should have been responsible for the catastrophe in front of her... Powerless.

The other party's unintentional blow was like a sharp knife stabbing her heart, although it hurt her heart, but it made her feel a little relieved.

"He... After all, I still couldn't be ruthless... Crossing that line..."

The silver dragon, which already possessed the power of destroying the world, failed to make the terrible move of raining down the catastrophe on the entire main material plane at the moment of breathing after the collapse of his own city-state.

Coming to the sky, he seemed to pay attention to the remnants of the Orc tide on the supreme glacier in the north, and the Silvermoon Federation, which was also in danger of besieging the city, so the silent purple light deflected a little in the direction of the extreme north of the North Lands after blasting the hundred-armed giant away.

Since the ridge of the world, which has stood north of the planet Korrell for an unknown number of years, it has been sliced by...

So the atmospheric clouds and the dust of war on the way completely evaporated and dispersed to both sides, and the northland was cloudless.

And the entire Ridge of the World Mountain Range, which had been swept by a third of the way, instantly vaporized the snow and soil that had fallen on the mountain range for countless thousands of years, turning into a screaming storm, carrying countless orcs who were charging down from the ridge and turning to ashes halfway, towards the sea of ice floes further north in the far north.

After the terrifying beam of light, which was obviously dark but seemed to be able to burn the eyes, the entire ridge of the world, which had been cut at least ten feet shorter from it, let out a terrible muffled sound, and the entire mountain peak slid towards the sea of ice floe, splashing the stormy waves, turning into an endless tsunami and sweeping away the uninhabited ocean of ice.

And the remnants of the silent death light, after sweeping over the ice ocean, tore through the barrier between the present world and the spiritual world.

Running through the dwelling place of the gods, which is even darker than the starry sky...

Astral Sea...

For the first time, this mysterious realm inhabited by gods and connecting all the planes of the world of Corell was exposed to all mortals in such a clear and straightforward way.

A golden kingdom of gods was swept away by the purple ray, and after not knowing how many mountains of dust penetrated, it soared into the depths of the astral boundary.

And the unfortunate kingdom of God, after a short silence, erupted into an extremely dazzling light, turned into fragments, turned into a dim meteor, and sprinkled towards the main material plane, towards the spine of the world in the northland.

This blow... It's like sweeping away the stars...

Soon, the gods, who had been completely shocked by the scene in front of them, learned through the familiar wail...

"It's the kingdom of Nishak of the orc gods...", one of the gods said with a somewhat sluggish expression.

"Could it be... Is this fate?" said Su Lun, who was also looking at this scene.

It's all such a coincidence...

The kingdom of the orcs has collapsed...

Fallen on the spine of the world that has been entrenched by orcs for 10,000 years...

Bring down a catastrophe that belongs to the orcs...

Looking at this terrifying scene like the end of the world, the primordial orcs who were attacking the cities of the Silver Moon Federation... They fell into panic and fear.

But Su Lun had just had time to sigh, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of more surging blood foam again.

Only then was he stunned to see that the silver giant actually kicked on the moon.

It turned into a fierce and violent trajectory again, and at an unprecedented speed, it crossed the starry sky, crossed the sky, and slammed into the Killing King, and the hundred-armed giant who was still roaring silently.

In the Elven Realm of Afand, the Elven Lord God Ke Ruilong looked at the King-Slaying Star that turned into fragments and flew into the starry sky with the hundred-armed giant, his face was a little ugly, and he was a little helpless.

The reason why Slayer was able to survive so long after the end of the holy war between elves and dragons was largely due to the deterrence of their elven gods.

It's a counterweight to the dragons, and it's the face and dignity of their elven gods.

And today, all their gods are like being slapped in the face by the silver dragon.

But they don't seem to be able to do anything about it.

Because of the presence in front of me...

There is already something that is vaguely beyond their definition of God... Boundary...

"Wait! they're rushing into the astral plane!" Angres, the goddess of life, whispered with some trepidation.

This time, Ke Ruilong's face turned a little pale:

"Prepare for the worst. ”

At this moment, not only the elven gods, but also the gods of the entire astral boundary, for the first time, felt an emotion that was already extremely distant...

Its name... It's called fear.

At the same time, with the explosion of the killing star.

Bahamut, the lord of the north winds in the heavenly realm, and Tiamat, the evil scales in Aphnath, were speechless at this moment.

And in the Northland, the dragons who had been attacked by the dragon madness raised their heads in unison, and then let out an exhilarating dragon roar that freed the cage.

Several well-known metal dragons resolutely flew to the Silver Moon Federation and launched an offensive against the orcs on the snowy field.

On the Supreme Glacier, the orc Drororu stared at a few meteors falling towards the glacier from the starry sky with bloodshot pupils.

The two hands that were tightly clenched on the hilt of the sword burst out with countless green tendons, and they gritted their teeth and roared:

"It's you...

"It turns out... It's you..."

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