The Blood God was horrified and rose from his brass toilet throne.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull!"

From the subspace of Ishir, to the material world.

The bloodthirsty storm began to sweep, and the wrath of the blood god instantly spread to every corner.

This is His authority!

The Blood God of Cruelty is an evil god born of rage and hatred!

Or rather, anger and hatred, that is!

Every killing and hatred of mortals in war increases the power of the blood god.

And the servants of the Blood God, with each sacrifice, will also increase His power.

So, the moment He stood up.

Immediately the blood engulfed His kingdom.

The crimson rage and brass hatred stained the subspace with a terrifying intertwining of red and brass.

And all the abusive voters and believers immediately launched one terrible attack after another.

Because, the blood god needs strength!

"Die!" The Blood God, who stood up, reached out and pulled out a long bone cleaver from the crimson soil of his kingdom!

This is the knife of fear and rage.

It is also the blade of war and killing!

Holding this knife, his sadistic eyes turned red in an instant, filled with hatred and anger!

This is the blood god's way of fighting.

When the battle begins, there is no life or death.

For the Blood God of Torture, the best prayer sounds are the gushing of blood and the breaking of bones.

There is never a mistake in killing His servants.

Because the killing itself is a sacrifice to the god of blood!

And defeating the servants of the Blood God will inevitably lead to more people knowing the horror of the Blood God!

"Greenskin!" The man who stood up was more than 30 meters tall.

His twisted and misshapen feet trampled on the land of his God.

Countless skulls were tumbling underground, and an infinite sea of blood was boiling.

The power of hatred and anger was constantly feeding Him.

"Death!" The Blood God doesn't care much about words, and he doesn't like.

His favorite thing is to carry a knife and chop his enemies to pieces, listening to His wails and the sound of bones breaking.

That's the ultimate enjoyment!

Even if you are defeated, it is not bad to hear your own blood gushing out, to hear your own bones being broken!

For as long as hatred remains, anger remains.

The Blood God can return!

And He will be stronger than the last time!

Sadly, for countless years, no one has ever been able to kill Him.

Not even to hurt Him.

Now, the green-skinned twin gods have made the blood god feel death.

This is good!

He looked forward to being killed!

If you can't fall from the blood, I'm afraid that the abuse will know, and you won't be able to go any further!

So, with a kick of his feet, He jumped up from the kingdom of God and leaped towards the green-skinned gods who were striding towards him.

His skin turned from crimson to dark red in an instant with excitement.

And the green-skinned two-headed monster was also excited.

Every spore in his body grew crazy eyes.

“waaagh！” Both of His heads roared at the same time.

In his eyes, the blood god who was wielding a bone cleaver and slashing at him was reflected.

This knife, in His eyes, was instantly broken down into countless images.

A seemingly simple knife actually contains countless actions.

Angry twisted spirits, howling in the swords, horrible roars of blood, roaring in the swords.

It's the power of rules!

The power of the Blood God's sword comes from anger, but its source is hatred.

Hatred begets anger, and anger fuels hatred.

So in theory, this is a knife that has no solution.

For His power is infinite.

If you simply fight with divine power or other forces, you will be instantly smashed!

Because, that's the rule.

How can you overcome anger?

Especially the anger of millions, tens of millions?

How do you extinguish the hatred of countless generations of wisdom over countless years?

Even the ancient saints who created the world are probably powerless.

In the face of this knife, they can only dodge!

If you are slashed, you will be immediately engulfed in the crazy and twisted anger and hatred of the blood god!

But......

The two-headed greenskin laughed.

"We're not who we used to be......"

A great being who swallowed them and digested them for two hundred years.

Then, spit it out again.

In the years they have been digested, they have in fact fallen completely.

When they spit out again, they remembered the past, even though they were still greenskins.

But in reality, they are just remnants of thoughts, things that have been reshaped by some terrible force.

Similar to 'deaf'.

People die as ghosts, and ghosts die as deaf.

It's also a bit like the salary king of a certain world.

But the difference is that they are reshaped, transformed.

They have become an indescribable and ineffable being.

An existence between life and death, between reality and illusion.

So, the two-headed green-skinned monster stood in place.

Let the blood god's bone cleaver slash at their bodies.

Boom!

The terrifying Bone Cleaver, with the power of anger and hatred, slashed at the neck of the Greenskin Twins.

Flames of rage, scorching the green-skinned gods.

The seeds of hatred were planted in His body.

The Blood God looked up and looked at it all in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"It's that simple?"

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"How is that possible?!"

In the eyes of the god of pleasure, the battlefield is reflected.

The blood god slashed at the green-skinned gods.

Anger began to burn, hatred was planted.

Even Him, if he were slashed by the Blood God, would inevitably be swallowed up by that anger and hatred!

I can only immediately flee away, return to my own kingdom of God, and spend tens of thousands of years to consume hatred and forget hatred.

Even, it is very likely to lead to a fall!

Hatred consumes pleasure, anger dissipates pleasure.

In the same way, pleasure forgets hatred, and pleasure calms anger.

This is the biggest contradiction between the god of pleasure and the god of blood.

Because they are whetstones.

It is also an existence that can really make the other party fall.

"The blood god has a plan ......" In his ears, the voice of the loving father sounded slowly.

The god of pleasure looked up incredulously.

In His eyes, he saw an image that He would never forget.

In the fire of anger, in hatred.

Double-headed greenskin, raised his head.

The flames are extinguishing, and the seeds of hatred are being consumed by something.

"Angry?" Greenskin said with one of his heads.

"Hate?" His other head said.

"It's just the pitiful minds of mortals at work......"

"How can such anger compare with real anger?"

"How can such hatred compare with real hatred?" Both of His heads asked at the same time.

"We're going to show you today, real anger!" Said a head.

In His eyes, the starry sky of the universe is reflected.

A massive supernova roaring in rage!

Gamma-ray bursts, which run through the universe.

This angry roar swept through everything in its path.

Whether it's a living planet or a planet without life!

Huge energy, instantly extinguishing everything.

Even the galaxies along the way have been disordered.

Gravitational waves proclaimed in a rage.

This is real rage!

Fury from the universe!

Not against anyone, but against everything!

What do you have to do with destroying you!

And He simulated this great wrath.

Of course, He is too weak, too weak, too weak, and too simple in his knowledge.

So, he can only simulate one billionth of this great wrath.

But it's scary enough.

A little spark, blooming from the eyes of one of Greenskin's heads.

In an instant, this little spark became incomparably huge.

Like the wrath of the stars!

Helium flash!

Of course, he couldn't simulate a real helium flash.

That's the ability that only a living flame can possess and have!

But......

He can also draw on this great rule and part of knowledge.

With his own divine power, and the smell of the Great Being, he mobilized this part of the rules.

Thereupon......

The entire subspace was swept by a dazzling burst of bright light.

A huge explosion that ignited the energy of the subspace.

The surging furious energy turned into a huge fireball and struck the Blood God.

And in an instant, it ignited the entire kingdom of the Sadistic God.

Everything is ignited!

Whether it's anger or hatred.

It's all burning!

After all......

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows of all things are not worth mentioning in the galaxy!

Don't talk about stellar rage like helium flash!

Even a comet is enough to put everything to rest.

People are gone, what emotions are left?

The universe is destroyed, and all nature ceases to exist.

It's very simple!

The other pupil of the two-headed green-skinned monster reflects a different picture.

"Hate?"

"How can the hatred of mortal things be as damning as the truly great being?"

In the pupils of His eyes, a picture was reflected that He had seen.

The human in his pajamas screamed in fright.

A cockroach, crawling on the threshold.

When the great master heard this, he immediately stepped on it.

With this kick, the sky is falling apart!

The power of terror is transmitted to the entire universe.

Galaxies are dying in wailing, and countless stars are exploding one by one.

In the depths of the vast nebula, an extremely terrifying outer god was already torn apart before the sound of struggle could be heard.

And the cause of death was simply because he tried to save the country and become the pet of the relatives of the great master.

However......

He forgot...... Human vulnerability.

He had seen it with His own eyes.

And He has obtained the Master's permission.

So, time was reversed.

A foot, a foot in slippers, stepped through His eye sockets.

This is the afterimage of that great being on the other side of time.

Although the power has long since disappeared.

Although that terrifying divine power has long been exhausted.

But......

It still has the power to destroy the world!

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The eyes of the god of pleasure tingled.

He saw a foot coming from the other side of time.

Although the target was not Him, the God of Pleasure still felt the ultimate terror and the ultimate destruction.

That's a kick in the face of a myriad of truths and rules.

So He immediately closed his eyes and did not dare to look again.

Because, his instincts tell him......

If you do, that foot might follow His line of sight.

And He ......

You're going to be trampled to death!

"What's that?" muttered the god of pleasure.

"The existence that eats the green-skinned gods and spits them out......" the father's voice rang in his ears.

The god of pleasure swallowed.