It was a humanoid deity with a wolf's head.

Nine-zhang body.

Covered in pitch black as ink, like a god who has stepped out of a dark world.

Dressed in special costumes, similar to priests, with traces of age.

The eyes are scarlet and bloody, and the wolf's head is hideous.

It's huge.

Towering, stepping into the air, the whole body is filled with the breath of God.

And the scythe in his hand exuded a killing power that was completely different from the breath of the gods, and there were faint screams of terrible despair, and countless creatures were struggling inside.

Around the scythe, the void shattered, vibrating, and looming into nothingness.

Motionless, just breathing, the world can't bear it.

As you can imagine, this black scythe is definitely a killing weapon.

However, these two completely different auras were strangely combined at this moment, greatly increasing the strength of this god.

As soon as it appeared, it bloomed with extreme killing power, and the void shattered.

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, this god, the image is a little mysterious.

Anubis.

Zhang Yuan was the first to think of this name, it was the guide and guardian of the dead soul, and at the same time, he was also a judge, judging the purity of the soul.

When a person dies, the soul is brought to the temple by Anubis for judgment, and the pure go to heaven, otherwise to hell.

It plays an indispensable role in the history of civilization.

Of course, the person in front of him must not be a judge.

......

This is an incomparably pure god of killing.

He is the god of death.

Pelair.

An ancient deity.

It has been around for several epochs now.

It is rumored that he was a priest of a certain country, who sacrificed himself and the country to the Lord God of Death at the moment when the country was broken, and received the dependents of the Lord God of Death, and since then he has been walking in this world in place of the Lord God of Death.

So, He wears the garb of a priest, and the sickle is a symbol of death.

For the past few years, it has always hovered between gods and believers.

Harvest believers.

From time to time, a storm of death is set off.

Although he often provoked the displeasure of the gods, he was always safe.

In the final analysis, it's because of the special identity.

The presiding god is high and majestic, and seeks the position of great ruler, so he will hardly come into contact with the gods, and will only put down a trace of his power when the mood comes, and form the so-called spokesman among the gods.

Pelair is the spokesman of the Lord God of Death.

In countless years, it can be called a handful of existences.

Therefore, he acted arrogantly and never took the gods into account.

......

This time he was asleep, and he was actually disturbed and had to be forcibly awakened.

"God of Hope, you're looking for death!!" After Pelaire became a little familiar with the surrounding environment, he glanced at Zhang Yuan, his eyes were cold, and a trace of killing intent flashed, and then he looked at Hilda, and immediately roared.

"Have you forgotten the scene when you were hunted down by the gods? It seems that you really forgot, and in this case, the gods will make you think about it. ”

Pelaire Road.

In an instant.

Murderous intent soars.

The terrifying killing power uncontrollably bloomed from within him.

Boom –

Heaven and earth change color.

For so many years, no god would have dared to do such a thing to Him.

This is an affront to Him, a provocation to majesty, and a self-defeating act.

"Ridiculous, Pelaire, you dog, you only dare to bark here, if it weren't for your identity, the angry gods would have killed you long ago. ”

Hilda was furious.

At the beginning, he was indeed hunted down and killed.

But a large part of the reason is that he has only just become a god.

And after his strength gradually became stronger, he was afraid of the death god behind Pelaire, and the gods were full of tricks and tricks, so under various factors, he had to give up the grudge at that time.

And yet—

It's very different today.

Thanks to the abundant aura of the savannah world, he woke up early.

And Pelair, who was inferior to him at the beginning, is now forced to wake up halfway.

In this comparison, Hilda does not know how much stronger than Pelaire.

Even if he gave up a part of his divinity.

"Hey, hey, well, well, well, Hilda, poor lowly, you're the first fool to dare to speak to this god. ”

Pelaire laughed wildly, and his face gradually became hideous.

Dog?

It's humiliation!

Jerked.

Buzz –

The scythe swung out.

The space is broken.

A cold, dark light burst out and rushed straight towards Hilda.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the light distorted, turning into the shadow of death.

Countless creatures struggled in it, screaming and roaring, and the power of death was incomparably strong, turning into a torrent and sweeping away like a mountain and a sea.

"Is that all?"

Hilda was disappointed.

This is derived from the power of the death sickle, which symbolizes the coming of death.

The gods are all terrified.

However, second only to the lower gods.

He is no longer a low-level god, and Pelaire is not as good as before.

"Divine Magic: Light of Hope. ”

Hilda spat out a mysterious divine language, and cast a divine spell, and condensed a brilliant barrier in front of him, and between the slight shocks, a circle of ripples was opened, easily blocking Pelair's attack.

Until the attack completely dissipated, the barrier was still brilliant and rock-solid.

"Damn it!"

Pelaire's face was a little ugly, and he said, "You actually condensed divine power. ”

"Not bad. ”

Hilda smiled.

After joining the Divine Domain of the Domination, he gained a part of the power of faith.

Although he himself has no believers at present, the Lord has many believers, and since they are all part of the divine realm, he naturally receives a part of the power of faith from the Lord believers.

And it is not difficult to condense divine power.

It just so happened that in the past few days, he had condensed his divine power.

It's not much, but it's enough to cast some small magic spells.

"Damn!

Pelair roared.

Buzz –

He swung it again, and suddenly countless wails swept in.

However, it was still to no avail, but the breath dropped a little.

"Divine Magic: The Quiet Bloom of the Light of Hope. ”

Hilda smiled slightly, and the light of hope suddenly bloomed brightly.

Wrapped in the immensity of power, in an instant, swept through Pelaire......

This is the moment of the light of hope, containing the terrifying killing power.

Hope, can bring light, but at the same time, it can also bring terrible killing.

"No... This god can't die... Hilda...... Brute...... Stop......"

"Ah......h

"Hilda...... You're dead...... You're dead......"

"God remembers you......"

Pelair screamed like a lightning strike, and his body melted like ice and snow, and gradually, turned into a small black statue.

"Benjin will definitely come back!"

The last angry roar still reverberated in the void.

Syllable!

Dropped to the ground.

Motionless.

The breath is completely dormant.

As for the cold scythe in his hand before, it quietly disappeared.

It was the embodiment of the power of death, not a real weapon.

Similar to exclusive weapons, there are no gods and can be taken for yourself.

Hmmm-

Hilda raised her hand and grabbed the statue in her hand, her face still excited.

Although goddesses are reserved, there are inevitably times when they are excited.

Like this moment.

He finally took his revenge.

"Lord, this is the divinity of Pelair, and the lesser god consecrates it to the Lord. ”

Hilda Dao, then performed the ancient etiquette and dedicated it to Zhang Yuan.

"Okay, hahaha, Hilda, the god of hope, you really didn't disappoint this king, well, the divinity contained in this statue is yours. ”

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly.

Being able to become a god is really not that simple.

He easily defeated Pelaire.

Although it took advantage of the divine arts.

However, now that the magic is also a symbol of strength, it's not simple!

"Thank you, Master. ”

Hilda was overjoyed that he would wake up early.

"Hahaha, good, good. ”

The more Zhang Yuan looked at it, the more comfortable he felt, and after a few laughs, he took Hilda to the remaining ancient ruins, plundered the divinity, and made Hilda wake up early.

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