The bottomless abyss.

The Thirty-Second Abyss: The Abyss of Sin.

A chaotic and gloomy aura flowed over the abyss, and a town that should have been filled with violence and sin was silent, silent and dreary.

Whether it was a demon, a devil, or an evil priest, they hid in the house, trembling, as if something terrible had happened to them, and it had caused them great nerve damage.

"Corrosive, tattered."

"High up, crows are long!"

Ancient Fear Fedetik, still clad in tattered linen, continued to sing the unfinished old ballad, the rusty kerosene lamp in his hand lighting up the dimly lit room.

It's interesting.. Escape thoughts.

Federtic's expression flickered, remembering his previous tracking, and after going around in the bottomless abyss, he returned to the abyss of sin again.

"Can't escape...... If you can't escape, you will eventually become one of my stories, passing on and bringing fear to the world. ”

A hoarse and shrill voice echoed through the small room, and Federtic's eyes glowed with a dark green glow, reflecting an irregular black gem that looked unusually gorgeous and clear.

"Let's become one........"

Whining! Whining! Whining!

The strange sound of the wind blew, and the wail of pain was carried by it, as if it was praying for something.

"Please. I... No, no, don't leave me! Federtic gently held up the rusty kerosene lamp, and the soul of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, outlined the great existence of the past with almost transparency, with only a few black lines remaining.

An atmosphere of panic pervaded, and horror lingered on Tobias's illusory face, as if he was afraid of what was to come.

"Together..... Well? Federtic turned his head and looked up at the bottomless abyss, his gaze passing through the spatial barrier and landing on the barren transitional plane.

In the dim and boundless void, a star filled with blood-colored brilliance quickly streaked through the space, accompanied by violent friction, the brilliance dimmed, and the spirituality was lost, and finally turned into an ordinary stone, disappearing into a distant and dark place.

"God.. Fall..!"

Fedetik bowed his head and muttered, a terrifying smile on his face: "Who is the quicker to finish off the gods than me?" ”

Click!

The irregular black gem trembled, and Fedetik ignored the wailing sound in his ears, and countless dark green lines emerged from his straw body, piercing through the gem's defenses, as if enjoying a gluttonous feast, absorbing the rich divine power inside.

Godhead!

The irregular black gem belongs to the deity of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil.

This black gem embodies all the power that Tobias has comprehended, as well as the priesthood he has mastered, and if a demigod has mastered the godhead in front of him, he can definitely use it to become the new god of conspiracy and evil.

Unfortunately, Federtic is no ordinary man, he is enjoying his spoils.

In the small room, the divine power in the black gem was rapidly draining, and the black mist wrapped around Federtic's body was becoming more and more condensed, and from time to time, black crows vibrated their wings and hovered around the straw body.

It seems that the abyss of sin senses that Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, is falling, and the consciousness of nothingness falls on this town, gathering over the room.

However, after carefully feeling it, the consciousness of the abyss of sin slowly left, allowing the fall of an abyss evil god.

"Hahaha......." Cheerful laughter quietly sounded in the room, and Federtic sang the old ballad again, only this time mostly repeating the phrase, faintly calling out the name of a being.

"Raum... Raum.... Raum ........"

......

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Limontanlu.

Once the royal capital, it is now one of the core cities of Valoran.

The atmosphere of prosperity wafted in the brilliant sky, whitewashing the surface of peace, as if life here had not been affected by the war on the northwest frontier in the slightest, and was still proud.

The Royal Palace of Valrant, a magnificent palace complex draped in the sun, stands in the middle of the city.

Cassiopeia, the Embrace of the Serpent, walked out of the palace and stood alone in front of the door, her gray-white glow flowing through her golden pupils, looking at the calm and waveless sky, faintly piercing through the barriers of the main material plane, and gazing at the chaotic transition plane.

"Comparable to the power of the gods!"

A dazzling golden light shrouded the hazy figure, and the doppelganger of the god of power, Donn, sensed the terrifying aura that erupted in front of the fortress of Fosbayro, and looked a little surprised.

"I'm becoming more and more curious about who is behind the Valoran Territory?"

In front of him, wisps of golden light washed over the trembling crimson realm like a waterfall, melting away the struggling ravens.

"Can you tell me? Svein! ”

The simulated demon wings hovered behind Svein, and with each instigation, they pulled the surging crimson energy to block the erosion of the golden divine power.

But that's just a drop in the bucket.

As a god of order walking on the main material plane, the god of power, Donn, has abundant reserves of divine power, coupled with the replenishment of the endless power of faith in the kingdom of Fadilha, in this confrontation, he firmly suppressed Svein's power.

The brilliant golden light kept dissolving the crimson power that Svein burst out, trying to capture alive the mortal who wielded the demonic power in front of him.

"A feeling I haven't felt in a long time!"

Svein stared at the figure of the god of power, Donn, not far away, his gray-white hair scattered over his shoulders, and a familiar memory flashed in his pupils.

In the Ionian Islands, he enjoyed defeat in the invasion that should have been won, and almost lost his life.

"How similar it is now."

Svein stretched out his crimson demon's left hand, the once mortal arm had been severed by the Ionian sword, and now it was the demonic power within him that reshaped the severed limb.

"Strength is the only mentor and the ultimate of the Noxian Empire."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, a strong and powerful heartbeat sounded, breaking the silent atmosphere of the confrontation.

Svein looked down at his chest, where the power of the burning agitation was revival, the demon in his body.

"Raum... Raum.... Raum ........"

An intermittent whisper reached Svein's ears, as if someone was calling his name, making him a little inexplicably irritable... and a thirst for killing.

"It's Fedetik .... It seems that the lord's side has solved all the troubles, and the rest is up to us. ”

He remembered that when Federtic first appeared in front of him, the demonic power in his body was out of control for a moment, and the overflowing power almost destroyed the main fortress of Lakstak Fortress.

Ancient Fear.

The 'protagonist' of the story that has been passed down in Valoran for countless years.

"The presence behind the Valoran Domain?" Svein retracted his gaze towards his chest, calmly looked at the god of power, Donn, and said softly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, there is no one behind the Valoran Territory, and we poured everything out with blood. ”

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

As soon as the words fell, the simulated demon wings behind Svein suddenly swelled, spreading overwhelmingly, stretching out the crimson realm, and the pieces of lifelike feathers were stained with a gloomy color, which was outright evil.

In an instant, the flickering glow of the feathers eroded the golden divine power, rendering a strange picture.

"Senseless resistance!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the god of power, Donn shook his head slightly, and his majestic eyes showed a look of disappointment: "Then everything ends here..........

It seems that the situation is stalemate, but in fact, he has already figured out Svein's strength, a high-level legend, and may be able to burst out the strength of a demigod with the power in his body, but that's all.

In the eyes of the true gods, it is simply not enough.

Thundered!

Just as the God of Force, Donn, mobilized the golden divine power, the transitional plane involuntarily trembled, bearing the unknowable influence.

"It's ......!"

The moment he sensed the fluctuations, Donn looked in the direction of Forsbello Fortress, where something terrible seemed to be happening, and Svein turned his head as well, because everything that happened there had something to do with Valoran's Territory.

However, the latter looked at the fortress of Lakstak, where the lord was located, and then at the fortress of Forsbyro.