The crimson lava-like demon's left hand reached out to Grelath, and the black-red mist that permeated Svein's back instantly opened, and the endless flock of binge-eating ravens gave up guarding the food in the mist and went in search of something more delicious... God.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Rampaging crows and countless green spores collided together like waves in the collapsed gods, fighting to their heart's content.

The shallow and faint mist intertwined, blending in the energy tide, and then gradually spreading in all corners.

"This is ........" Svein looked in amazement at the fortress in front of him, the majestic and solemn buildings, the dark gray walls, and the double-edged axe banner fluttering in the sky.

"Immortal Fortress!?"

The abrupt change of scene made Svein's heart slightly confused, and he looked down at the ground, and his own shadow, which seemed to be larger than his own body.

"A long memory, now that it's gone, why do it have to appear again!"

Pure darkness hovered over Svein's head, a hungry crow chirping, and then its wings flapped slightly, causing .asxs. ripples and tearing at the memories in his mind.

[Imperial Vision]!

The darkness cracked and shattered, and the crimson demonic power overflowed, instantly rising from behind Svein, turning into a huge demonic eye, and everywhere the gaze looked, it awakened everyone who had entered a state of illusion.

"Hallucination? Boring tricks! ”

Limping and limping, Svein continued to compose towards Grace, surrounded by wailing ravens, but the deeper he went, the more oppressive the majestic force became, and he had to untie more of his inner shackles.

"You're not alone in the fight here, Svein."

Ash stopped her pace, her cold eyes paused as she swept over Svein's figure, the fluttering gray hair was evident in the green spores, and she smiled softly as she looked at Grelas, who was getting closer behind the spores.

"Avarosa is guiding me!"

[Ten Thousand Arrows]!

[10,000 Arrows: Shoot 9 arrows in a cone-shaped area in front of you, each arrow deals terrifying physical damage and has a strong penetrating effect. 】

The crystal bowstring was opened, and the pure crystal arrows were quickly formed, only this time, Ash used the power of the ice in his body, and the biting cold caused pain.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The arrow departed from the string, marking a special mark in the kingdom of the gods, and in the next moment, the arrow disintegrated into nine similar arrows in the process of advancing at a rapid speed, and then crossed Svein's side, cutting a path forward in the green spores.

More than that, the crystal arrow finds Galio's traces and tears the spore chains with sharp arrows, helping Galio break free.

"Galio returns to the .........." golden wings stirred, invisible air currents surged, Galio half-squatted, golden eyes watched Grela's steps, ready to sprint.

"Shut up! Damn the stone statues! Grella didn't look back, and the mycelium on her arm changed color, from angry gray to rioting red.

"In the name of abomination, imprisoned!"

The crimson spores came out of nothing, entangled around Galio's newly freed limbs and wings, like a repetition of the image, firmly entrapping the massive stone statue.

"Oh.... You cowardly god, let me go, you have the ability to fight me fairly! "The magic power in Galio's body is surging violently, but in the face of a higher level of divine power, he is only struggling in vain. Even if it is absorbed into the body with the forbidden magic stone, it can only absorb part of it.

Grace ignored the voice of the forbidden demon colossus, her beautiful face was a little anxious, the rejection of the pan-consciousness of the main material plane made her feel great pressure, the collapse of the kingdom of God is the best proof, and even the use of divine power began to weaken.

"Get out of the way, filthy with demonic blood." When she saw Svein blocking in front of her, she felt a familiar fluctuation of power, very much like the ability possessed by the demon lord in the bottomless abyss, has it been transformed by the bloodline?

There are many demonic bloodline reformers in the bottomless abyss, and there are many such guys in the abomination abyss where Grelath is located, but their souls and ** have long been polluted by bloodlines, and it is difficult to stay awake.

Rumble!

Grelath swung her heavy arm, and the red mycelium wrapped around the surface of her skin, triggering a tidal wave of energy to attack Svein.

The blue flickered cold, Ash unswervingly bent his bow and pulled the string, and one crystal arrow pierced through the green spores, leaving a few white marks on the stone pillar-like arm, but it couldn't stop Grelath's attack at all.

[Never Again]!

A wave of crimson demonic energy condensed in Svein's left hand, and then turned into a demonic hand, viciously pounced on the mycelium giant hand in front of him.

Boom!

A dull bombardment sounded in the Collapsed Divine Realm, and in the next moment, red transparent ripples rippled like water waves, and a large amount of rubble and dust splattered in all directions.

The first to bear the brunt was Svein, whose tall figure could no longer maintain the old aristocratic style, and under the influence of surging power, he was like a boat in the waves, embedded in the walls of the cave with the waves.

The cyan breeze blew the plague kingdom, wisps of cracks intertwined and spread, and occasionally lightning bolts piercing the sky, and the main material plane gathered pan-consciousness seemed to be impatient, and began to mobilize the power of the mighty shore, wanting to directly expel the kingdom of gods clinging to the plane.

Bah!

Darius spat out a mouthful of blood, in the previous heavy blow of the plague divine power, he suffered terrible damage, but with the presence of Cana, the healing wind wrapped his body, and he recovered a lot, but the hideous scars under the broken armor were still visible.

Holding the black cutter tightly, he looked up at Grellas, who was rapidly approaching, and a touch of extreme madness appeared in his dark eyes, and the irrepressible life energy boiled violently, like a deep purple flame.

[Noxus Power]!

Noble gods?

No, gods can slaughter!

Like a broken memory in his mind, he cut off the noble head with a sharp axe.

Click! Click! Click!

Darius stepped forward in the direction of Grelath, the deep purple flame blooming brightly, pulling out the figure of a lone giant wolf, and the black cutter raised was an indifferent wolf head.

[Kill the Quartet]!

Surrounded by sharp axes, purple fireworks burst out, tearing clear marks in the kingdom of the gods.

"The struggle of the weak!" Grelath watched with contempt as Darius attacked, and a dozen crimson mycelium struck like a python, followed by a sharp axe.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The crimson mycelium continued to break and fall to the ground, splashing a little dust, Grelath looked a little stunned, looked down at the human legend who was struggling to attack on the ground, frowned slightly, and then showed some surprised smiles, and then laughed.

"Hahahahaha, the power of this bloodline...... Definitely a descendant of a god with medium or higher divine power, and a direct descendant! "Grelath is extremely excited, pure windfall, the bloodline of every descendant of the god contains a trace of the power of the god's own laws, which is why in myths and legends, the source of the power of those descendants of the gods to kill the enemy beyond the ranks.

But in the bottomless abyss, there is a forbidden technique that can devour and absorb the bloodline of the descendants of the gods, and there is a high probability of obtaining the divine power contained in the bloodline, which is the true essence of the gods.

"Damn, I don't care who is behind you, now, everything in the kingdom of God will belong to me!"

The continuous defeats had caused Grace to lose her sense of normalcy, especially the continuous rejection of the pan-consciousness of the main material plane, which caused her inner turmoil.

"Yours? Ha, that's not funny at all! ”

Grimas's laughter was interrupted by an indifferent voice, and Svein stepped out of the wall, gray hair slightly disheveled, blood streaming from the corners of his mouth. "Hmm.... Under the influence of the main material plane, your strength seems to have weakened a lot! Dusting off his armor, he smiled bloodthirsty.

"Now, it's our turn!"

"Die generously, fragile god!"

[Demon Ascension]!