The blood of Tagandes, the power of the demon god, and the vengeful soul are all combined into one, condensing the body of the evil god, the combination of all evil, killing, and violence.

"Since you are going to fight, then in the dark war, die!"

Kratos's incarnate body of the evil god spat out with a voice like thunder, and his palms clenched into fists, and from the rock-like skin chasm, green and vicious flames erupted, and the power that twisted the 13 acolytes into one force was unstruck with a single punch.

"It's not good, the power of the evil god's body is too terrifying, and the strength of our 13 people can't be resisted when twisted together!"

"How is this possible, how can a mere human being condense the body of an evil god, as early as the last era, the evil god has been completely extinct!"

Evil gods are fallen gods who plunder everything and possess devastating powers, the worst enemies of the gods.

Legend has it that in the last era, the Silver Age, the evil gods and the Titans had a war, and in the end, the evil gods were defeated, most of the evil gods fell directly, and a small number of terrifying existences that could not be killed were suppressed by the gods in the deepest part of Tartarus' hell, and unless the foundation of the world was destroyed, it would never be able to escape.

Throughout history, since the birth of Kaos from Chaos, Mother Earth evolved the earth, the sea, and the sky, the Celestial Universe has gone through three epochs.

The Golden Age, the Silver Age, and now the Bronze Age, ruled by Zeus, the King of the Gods.

The Ancient Demon Gods ravaged the Golden Age (i.e., the Ancient Age) and were destroyed in the Heavens along with the Golden Age.

After the beginning of the Silver Age, no one knows where it began, the evil gods were born in the heavens, they were incompatible with the rule of the gods, and even despised faith and life, and finally lost under the temple of gods ruled by the ancient gods of the Titans.

Kratos is like crossing the river of fate, linking the three ages of gold, silver, and bronze, and giving birth to the body of an evil god that has long since fallen.

In the midst of the sacred mountain of Olympus, a large temple stands on the top of the mountains, full of swords, axes, and armored warriors armed with war spears.

Every brick and stone here exudes the smell of war, and if ordinary people stand here, their minds will immediately be confused and fall into a frenzy of infinite desire for war.

In the temple, there was a constant resounding of the beast's gasps and the moans of a woman's pain and pleasure.

A handsome man with a body as perfect as a gold-cut cut, his eyes closed, his body still stirring, as if enjoying the pleasure of galloping on the goddess.

At this time, under this man, there were 7 or 8 beautiful girls lying horizontally, and these girls were flushed one by one, looking like they had been happy.

"Ah......h

I don't know how long it has been, the beautiful girl under her once again let out a scream of climbing the peak, after which unbearable pain appeared on her face, and the weaker voice began to beg for mercy, but the blonde man ignored it and continued to sprint.

"No...... No, I can't stand it......"

The girl's consciousness seemed to fall into a semi-fainting, waving her hands and feet helplessly, and finally unconsciously scratched a shallow trace on the man's perfect body.

The fierce gallop came to an abrupt end, and the blonde man suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of golden eyes full of noble temperament, which were ruthlessly cold, and there was no trace of pleasure at all.

The girl below felt that the unbearable sprint had finally stopped, and couldn't help but open her hazy eyes slightly, and when she faced the golden cold, a piercing chill suddenly rose.

"No ......"

Before the girl's words could be spoken, her throat was stuck by a pair of powerful hands, and with only a slight force, the delicate neck was broken, and the beautiful face still retained the horror before death.

The man's brutality woke up the other girls around him, but these girls were only full of horror, covering their mouths with their hands and trying not to make a sound, as if they were afraid that they would anger the man and be brutally abused.

The blonde man stood up, casually put on the robe handed by the attendant beside him, sat down on the throne, drank the crimson liquid rippling in the cup, and raised a strange smile on his mouth red with wine.

"Evil God...... The god of war of the apocalyptic era, I, Ares, are waiting for you here......"

The evil god, also known as the evil god of war in the Silver Age, was the source of all wars, and it was not until the new era that the real god of war appeared in the temple of the gods, and the war and chaos of the heavens and the universe were unified.

"Djinn Seven Fists!"

Kratos' incarnate evil god body rose into the sky, and a giant spirit descended into the world, directly breaking up the power of the 13 gods, and completely shattering the formation of a single force.

"Ah, this is the Seven Fists of the Djinn of Gagontes, it is said that when the final seventh fist is cast Ragnarok, it can overthrow the rule of the gods, this ability inherited from the bloodline, how can a mere human cast it!"

The 13 acolytes roared frantically, like a boat struggling in a storm, and finally when the waves came, they were smashed to pieces without resistance.

When the second punch of the Lord of the Earth was used, one of the acolytes was directly blasted, and all the flesh and soul laws were plundered.

Just when the alliance of the 13 acolytes was broken, it was doomed to their mortal end, but the first two punches of the Djinn Seven Fists were used in succession, killing all the remaining 12 acolytes.

After the killing, Kratos did not stop, and rushed directly towards the top of the crown of sycamores, where a chaotic aura was erupting, and it seemed that countless strong men were fighting fiercely.

Storms, fires, and frost are the three forces that form a catastrophe in nature, and they all stop Volibel, Darius, and Aeolos.

Kratos felt that there was a hint of mystery in these three majestic magical powers, which was incompatible with this era, as if it belonged to ancient times.

This is the power of the golden bloodline, inherited from the ancient human ancestors, the mysterious, great power displayed.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the ancestors of mankind did not believe in the gods, they believed in the power of nature, fire, thunder, storms, ice and snow, and so on, which they revered and worshipped.

The ancestors of mankind grasped the mysteries of nature and lived closely with it, and finally even forgot the great gods who created them, which provoked the wrath of the gods and sent down divine punishment that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

The golden bloodline inherited by Aphro has begun to awaken, but it is far from reaching the level of human ancestors, and the sights of the three natural disasters have been crumbling under the impact of the two sons of the gods and the inheritor of the ancient wind god.

The bloody guillotine suddenly emerges, and the killing qi continues to float, trying to lock down Aphro, who is hiding behind the scenes.

"Kill!"

The blood-red killing intent directly penetrated time and space, reaching the top of the Sycamore Crown, and then a woman's muffled snort was heard, obviously Princess Aphro was traumatized.

"Eyes of Wisdom!"

Volibel was not to be outdone, and a swirling vortex appeared in his eyes, as if everything in front of him was about to be drawn into it.

The Eye of Wisdom lasted only a moment, and then dissipated between closings, but Volibel had already seen through the mystery of the storm that stood in his way, and took a step forward and stepped directly over the obstacle, and at this time he was about to go to Princess Aphro.

"Go back!"

Princess Aphro's coquettish shouts rang out in the air, and then a feather with a shimmering cyan light was seen floating, and countless sharp winds converged into a storm and swept towards Volibel.

"Phoenix Lingyu, it seems that the Phoenix princess is really poor in donkey skills, and even this kind of holy object has to be thrown out and manipulated in the air, since this is the case, I will take it away and become a token of our love!"

"It's disgusting, even if you dare to talk to me about love, die!"

Princess Aphro's anger turned into an endless wind, as if it would take Volibel a thousand cuts to wash away the anger in her heart.

"I am the son of civilization, the derivative of all civilizations in the world, even in the midst of bad storms, unique civilizations can be born!"

Volibel chanted a hymn of civilization aloud, and the scepter in his hand shone with a large gentle light, sprinkling on the oncoming wind blade, causing an eerie change at once.

I saw that the wind blades began to vibrate unusually, and under the traction of the mysterious force, they began to deform, and the last humanoid wind began to interact in the air, just like a wind civilization was born invisibly.

After doing all this, Voliber reached out and grabbed it, and under the surge of divine power, he immediately grabbed the cyan feather, and the light of civilization shone again, severing the connection between Aphro and Feather.

"Hmph......" Princess Aphro's muffled hum came from the air again, this feather accompanied her birth, it can be said that she has long been in harmony with her heart, and she will not throw it out easily from air to ground, and now she is imprisoned and cut off from contact, which is equivalent to directly hitting her mind.

After Princess Aphro was hit hard, the other fire and frost powers weakened a lot, and Darius and Aeolos used their forces at the same time, directly shattering it, and the backlash of power made Princess Aphro's injuries even worse.

At this moment, a violent and evil aura rushed madly, and the body of an evil god with cracked skin covered in rocks and green poisonous fire burning in his eyes appeared in everyone's sight.

"Huh, it's you!"

Although Kratos was now close to the body of an evil god, Volibel recognized his unique aura at a glance, and he also knew that his 13 servants were probably gone.

"It's actually the body of an evil god, I didn't expect an evil god to be born in this era, but now my target is not you, wait for me to include the Phoenix Princess in the room, and then I'll clean you up!"