Forsbyro Fortress.

The dawn dome glowing with the white glow of the fish belly has long since disappeared, and layers of dark purple thunder spread across the sky, as if the end of the world had come, destroying the world.

And at the very center of the Thunderstorm was a crimson spear tip embedded in the void.

It was its existence that triggered countless thunderbolts, splashing dense ripples of transparent space, impregnated with the endless crimson color.

"Blasphemer!"

Samuel Anya looked angry, and Yenogu's death made him feel inexplicably frightened, and the predetermined ending began to move towards the unknown.

Although the death of the main material plane did not mean a complete fall for the gods, the death of Yenogu happened to happen in front of the eyes of countless lizardmen and gnolls.

The impact of this death is so profound that it has even affected the purity of faith.

On top of that, awakening and resurrecting Yenogu would cost a considerable portion of the temple's resources, which was very detrimental to his plans.

The Abyss invades ahead.

Samuel Anya was vaguely aware of what was about to happen in the main material plane, so he conspired with several evil gods in the bottomless abyss to divide up the rising Valoran Territory and prepare for everything next.

Now, the death of Yenogu has completely disrupted part of his plans.

Crimson lightning descended, like a dragon dancing, repelling Darius's pace and faintly defeating the great phantom behind him.

Samuel Anya's expression was cold, no longer suppressing his own strength, and the projection of the Blood God Kingdom bloomed with a bright and dazzling light, covering the thunder storm and revealing the terrifying power of the gods.

As soon as the divine thought moved, Samuel Anya looked up at the sky, and the spear of Samuel Anya embedded in the main material plane trembled slightly, pulling the power of the Blood Divine Kingdom outside the plane and pouring it into the body of the towering lizardman, comprehensively resisting the suppression of the pan-consciousness of the main material plane, and preparing to solve all the forces that hindered the advance of the Besilik Kingdom before being expelled.

"Huh?"

The sudden violent energy fluctuations caught Samuel Anya's attention, and a look of surprise flashed across his face when he looked down at the crimson mecha that surrounded the flames on the ground.

"A counterattack comparable to the power of the gods?"

Samuel Anya could no longer maintain her inner peace, and she could have seen the end of the script, but after the outbreak of Darius, there were a series of accidents.

"Why resist? Isn't it the job of you lowly people to accept your destiny? ”

Samuel Anya completely abandoned the disguise of the gods, his eyes filled with cruelty, his hands were outstretched, and the tips of the crimson spear embedded in the void fell, turning into a simple and unpretentious crimson spear.

Benefit?

No, the destruction he wants now.

Destroy any force that stands in the way of the kingdom of Bešilik!

"Fragile guy!" Samuel Anya looked at Sain in front of her, and saw the slowly melting mecha body, and a hideous smile appeared on her ugly face.

Accidental, about to be terminated and fixed.

Everything, back to the trajectory it once was.

The kingdom of Besilik will win eventually!

[Blood: Samuel Anya's Spear]!

Thunder and the sky, the blood divine power rendering, dissipating the energy of any form of existence, Samuel Anya's hazy body was refracted by the spear, suddenly condensed, and in an instant, stood up to the sky and the earth, picking up the stars and the moon.

Waves of blood rise.

The power of blood flowing between heaven and earth, and the power of faith that countless lizardmen responded to, were all fused into the crimson spear, and the decoration was embellished with this attack artifact.

Click!

The Crimson Lance twitches, shattering the space of the main material plane.

The blood divine power followed, sweeping down, as if purgatory had descended, and the blood-red and dark light filled the sky, suppressing everyone's hearts, bringing extremely desperate emotions.

Wherever the sharp tip of the spear went, it wiped out all the power, including the restless power of Theon, and the energy storm that burst out of the Deceptive Mecha.

Click! Click! Click!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the ultimate land mecha unit that Sean has turned into is like a toy, countless parts have been inexplicably weighed and shattered, and a mechanical rainstorm has quietly dissolved into the projection of the Blood Divine Kingdom.

"I have never been afraid of death!"

In the center of the azure flames, as if unaware that the road in front of him was full of thorns and death, he still fought his way up, trying in vain to tear a piece of the flesh of the gods.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

Dense trembling sounds rang out frequently, piercing sirens echoed in the ears, and the Decepticon mecha was shattered in the baptism of Samuel Anya's spear and blood divine power, revealing Sain's broken body.

The spear fell, and the blood boiled.

The gray flesh of Sein's body was corroding, and the pale bones exposed to the air were slowly melting away like ice cubes in flames.

From a distance, Batian Snack Sain is like a fireworks in the night, blooming the most brilliant moment.

Just as the eyes of death were fixed on Sein.

The thunder that covered the sky trembled, and a giant hand composed of lightning fell in an instant, shaking the crimson spear with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, and annihilating the dark and crimson blood wave by the way.

[Thunder is rising]!

In the silent sky, the thunder that was suppressed by the Blood Kingdom seemed to be injected with some kind of vitality, and instantly broke free from the prison of the Kingdom of God, and frantically bombarded the projection of the Kingdom of God, wanting to expel Samuel Anya, who was completely releasing his power inside.

"Who is it?"

Samuel Anya frowned, ignoring Saine who was in a half-ruined state under his feet, his eyes turned, and he looked at the huge figure looming in the thunderstorm, his expression was a little puzzled and solemn.

The power of thunder, he was familiar with.

He had the privilege of witnessing the terrifying battle between the two, and the terrifying power was a memorable one for him. If it was really the two in his memory, then he would never say a word, turn his head and 'go'.

But Samuel Anya didn't notice any familiarity.

On the contrary, the aura within the thunder was unusually strange and did not exist in his memory.

There is no need to doubt the memory of the gods, as the most powerful creatures in the Karadimos Continent, they can remember any strong person who has seen the breath of a strong person, especially a powerful being that can bring them mortal danger.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why hide? Samuel Anya asked in a condensed voice, the red spear in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, the blood divine power condensed, and the blood god kingdom behind him bloomed with a brilliant blood-colored glow, swirling around the surface of the god's body.

The breath in the thunder does not belong to the two in memory, it is their god? Or is it Valoran's backhand?

If it is the latter, then it is a situation that Samuel Anya does not want to see.

"Who am I?" The dull voice echoed in the thunderous sky, enveloped in inexplicable majesty and savagery.

Hearing this, a flash of horror flashed in Samuel Anya's heart, as if something bad was happening, and there was something about him, about this war, about the Lizardman Temple and the Beshilik Kingdom behind him.

This is a sign from the gods!

Deep purple lightning fell, and Samuel Anya looked out for it, clearly seeing the huge figure inside the thunderstorm, a terrifying creature shaped like a white bear, surrounded by countless lightning bolts that were almost real.

The most striking thing was the eyes, he could not see any emotion, only wild and violent.

"The world has forgotten my real name, but I have always engraved it in my heart."

The thunder roared, but it couldn't hide the terrifying sound, and it was even faintly suppressed, and there was only one sound left between heaven and earth.

"I am the Thunder of the First Opening, the Destruction of Valhall, the Destruction of a Hundred Mountains, the Engraver of the Five Vordrods."

Thundered!

The roaring sound exploded the heavens and the earth, and the thunder poured down like a torrential rain was cheering and dancing, stirring the crimson blood kingdom.

Then the pale and terrifying figure rushed out of the thunder storm and pounced on Samuel Anya in the center of the kingdom of God with an unstoppable force.

Indestructible Ray Volibel!

Engraved with the greatness of Freljord, in the minds of most Freljords, he is a desolation, a standing, a thunderstorm of destruction, power, and materialization.

And he is also one of Modrian's followers, guarding the Gate of Sorrow and the Forsbello Fortress while guarding the kingdom of Besilik and the lizardman god behind it.

"Kill!"

In the face of the sudden attack, Samuel Anya looked cold, without any hesitation, and stepped forward with a gun, endless blood like a wave of anger, facing the thunder and waving monstrous waves.

Click!

The space collapsed, and the barren and dark energy overflowed along the crack, and as soon as it rushed into the main matter plane, it was quickly dissolved and annihilated by the dense thunder storm and blood wave.

Voliber and Samuel Anya burst out with all their strength, as they felt the deadly threat of the other.

Above the sky, two majestic and terrifying figures swept through the void, and just the air waves generated by running had already set off a hurricane dozens of meters long, rolling up countless grass clippings and wind sand.

The next moment!

The two figures collided together without any fancy fancy, and the thunderstorm and blood wave that accompanied them intertwined and annihilated each other, completely shattering the surrounding spatial barrier and falling into spatial turbulence.

Sonorous!

Fractured space in the center of turbulence.

Sharp claws and blood spears frantically clashed, and the furious force churned the main material plane, causing a chaotic vision.

Through the shattered space, I faintly saw the pale figure falling into the downwind.

The blood-colored shadow of the spear that covered the sky invaded the bulky body like a torrential rain, constantly shattering the surrounding thunder, and occasionally swaying a little viscous blood.

Bang!

At the end of the first round of confrontation, the two of them each endured the power of the other, and the thunder and blood once again set off a terrifying storm, making the pan-consciousness of the main material plane more and more restless.

Volibel looked down at his blood-stained body, and then raised his head to look at the lizardman not far in front of him, and cracked the corners of his mouth: "God? ”

"False gods, welcome death!"

[First Blow]!

The thunder riot that surrounded his body, Volibel ignored the blood spear and drew a thin blood mark on his body, and the wildness was completely released, and he ran towards Samuel Anya in front of him.

Before it could get closer, the surging thunder blessed the claws, exuding an aura of extreme destruction.

Thousands of scars, why not one more.

These will eventually be the glory of slaughtering false gods!