A golden-red light filled the sky, and the dull and suffocating pressure enveloped Chiyan City.

In the middle of the city, Galen, dressed in white and gold armor, was quietly suspended, holding the sword of divine justice, and a touch of extremely brilliant edge cut through the blood-red energy, releasing majestic power fluctuations, guarding the city below.

His eyes turned, and Galen looked around.

Wisps of restless crimson aura appeared in the gloomy and dim sky, like the revival of the abyss's pan-consciousness, but it was different.

Airplanes!

Mental perception pervaded, Galen's body trembled, and soon returned to normal.

He sensed that two great wills had descended on the Red Flame City, like a mountain toppling, pressing on his shoulders and body.

"When will the Mokawi abandon their old suspicions and choose to cooperate with the Tsmihi?" Galen immediately spoke, his resolute face revealing a hint of solemnity.

The Mokawi clan, one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan, is originally a hegemon-level force in the abyss of original sin, and behind it there is a faint ancestor of the blood clan whose strength can be compared to that of the gods.

The Tsmihi clan is also not far behind, and as one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan, it is the overlord-level force of the eighth layer of the abyss: the abyss of pain.

The feud between the two can be traced back to the birth of the blood clan.

But now, for some reason, the Mokawi and the Tsmihi actually united, and at the same time, a strong man descended on Chiyan City.

"Cooperation? You're right, as for what we want to do....."

"Quite simply, to prevent you from leaving the abyss of original sin." The will of the great shore shook, and the cold and suppressed voice echoed in the pale red sky.

"Of course, you have another choice."

"Hand over the artifact in your hand, and we'll let you leave the abyss of original sin!"

Hearing this, Galen raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold killing intent appeared in the depths of his eyes, he didn't think that he could leave safely by handing over the sword of divine justice.

And to get him to hand over the sword of divine justice, it is impossible, unless it is taken from his corpse.

"I'm curious, you just believe that those guys can destroy the Valoran Territory?" Galen spoke in a deep voice, expressing his inner doubts.

An atmosphere of silence pervaded.

Seeing Galen's fearless appearance, the two great wills of the two descending planes hesitated for a moment, and then invisible energy fluctuations suddenly appeared, as if they were communicating.

Suddenly, a calm and cold voice sounded in Galen's ears, as if a poisonous snake was wrapped around his neck, and he gently spat out the snake letter: "Of course, we don't think that Valoran Territory can withstand the coming calamity. ”

Sonorous!

The blade was unsheathed, and a silvery-white light bloomed, cutting out some of the will that was coming.

Galen stared at the hazy and vague will in front of him, and said softly, "Then we'll wait and see!" I also hope that you can withstand the aftermath of Valoran's settlement. ”

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The will of the great shore was revived, and the red and viscous blood phantom covered the sky, and two slender figures in red robes could be faintly seen.

"Are you forcing us to do it?"

As soon as the words fell, a dense blood-colored lightning descended on Chiyan City, and the terrifying aura of destroying the world poured down like a torrent that opened the floodgates.

"You can think so!"

Galen did not back down, his expression was fearless, his hands clenched the sword of divine justice, and he looked at the blood clan powerhouse in front of him, and a rich silver-white light rose up.

What about the two guys who are suspected of having the strength of the gods?

Hide your head and show your tail, and be vulnerable!

Roar!

A deep lion's roar sounded like a bell, and a silver-blue male lion appeared at Galen's feet, his domineering and savage eyes looking at the two crimson phantoms in the sky.

At this moment, inside the Red Flame City.

Whether it was the Dreadnought Vanguard Legionnaire, or the Demacian Soldier, or the Abyssal Fire Boy, they all felt the terrifying aura of destruction filling the depths of their souls.

......

......

In the far north, the Northland Snow Tower stands in the ice and snow world.

Chaotic tides of elemental energy permeated the Sky Dome of the Mage Towers, and remnants of spell traces could occasionally be seen on the walls of some towers.

This shows that the Northland Snow Tower is also plagued by the Abyssal Invasion, and even the strength of the attack is beyond imagination.

After all, most of the powerful spellcasters who can build a mage tower inside the Northland Snow Tower are high-level mages, and there are not a few legendary mages.

The traces of the battle left now show the intensity of the battle at that time.

In the central area, the top of the blue and white tower.

An old mage in a white robe stared blankly at the dome, a badly damaged slab of dirt and stone that looked like a broken fragment.

"Tablet of Destiny (fragments), someone is coveting the position of the Lord God of Destiny? Or do you want to get a glimpse of the trajectory of your fate? The old mage said in a low voice, showing no emotion on his old face.

Not long ago, the Northland Snow Tower was attacked by abyss monsters, and many demon lords took the opportunity to attack.

At the last moment, there was even an abyssal evil god who crossed the plane and made a move, aiming directly at the location of the Destiny Tablet (fragment).

Unfortunately, those guys underestimated the strength of the Northland Snow Tower, and with the urgent help of the Elan Faro Empire, they managed to repel the attackers and kill many demon lords.

Leftover corpses would be a great piece of material for experimentation.

The old mage's gaze turned, landing on the star catalog, and in the faint magical light, stars of different sizes shimmered with unique and real and vivid colors.

Compared with the once dim and obscure stars, the stars embedded in the catalogue at this time shimmered brightly.

Obviously, the abyssal invasion of the main material plane has caused many gods to frequently send down miracles to protect their followers.

Although the gods of order have the existence of the kingdom of God, the belief area controlled by the main material plane can be regarded as the most important place of faith for many gods, and it is impossible for them to give up and let the abyss monsters destroy and devour their believers.

It was a very ordinary observation, similar to the usual, but it made the old mage see the difference.

Some of the twinkling blood-colored stars were moving, gathering together and emitting a bloody aura.

"Abyssal Evil God?" Recalling the previous attack, the old mage looked solemn.

Subtle spiritual energy emerged in the mage tower, and the old mage ingested a gray stone similar to the Destiny Slab from a distance, with shallow traces of spells on the surface.

A rubbing of a Tablet of Destiny (a fragment).

The Northland Snow Tower is a one-time consumable spell item made from the Destiny Stone Tablet (fragments), and after use, you can barely get a glimpse of the fate track.

Burst!

The gray stone in the palm of his hand slowly shattered, turned into mud and dust and dissipated into the air, the old mage's face suddenly became extremely pale, and his spiritual aura suddenly dropped a lot.

"Valoran Collar?"

"How can it be Valoran?"

The old mage gasped a few times, and his wrinkled old face showed a look of shock.

He clearly remembered that the first change in the trajectory of fate was the fall of Valoran, the god of the abomination of plague, Grelas, at the Gate of Grief, which led to the early end of the plague.

Later, he paid attention to the Valoran Territory, but the attention was interrupted by the outbreak of the Abyss Invasion, but he did not want to see the trace of the Valoran Territory on the trajectory of fate again.

"So, what will happen this time that will change the trajectory of fate?"