Countless towering tentacles stand on the earth, like seagrass rooted in the bottom of the sea, swaying back and forth with the 'undercurrent'.

The black dragon carrying the three of them flew up and down between the tentacles, narrowly dodging the encirclement again and again.

Seeing this scene, the God of Radiance immediately raised his eyebrows, and then saw the Goddess of Wealth, who was holding the chief servant of Serena, wield her divine power and annihilated a tentacle that was blocking in front of the Grand Duke of the Black Dragon.

The magic in the air rippled, and on this floating island, it seemed that thousands of miniature black holes appeared at the same time, constantly extracting the free magic in the air, even if they had left the inland sea area, but with the arrival of the magic tide, the concentration of magic in other areas of the Slo Mendes continent was also rising at a high speed.

The soft mud that was thrown in all directions by the tentacles had not yet landed, and it rose in the wind.

They devoured the vast amount of magical power, and even the wind blowing in them was swallowed into their bodies, transforming it into a boost for their own growth!

Bang da! bang da! bang da......

It was like raindrops falling on the ground, and when it hit the ground, the volume of the soft mud suddenly expanded, and the lower part was firmly attached to the ground, while the upper part bounced high, widening and stretching its body.

Wind, Solar, Magic, Kinetic Energy...... Everything, all matter and energy were absorbed by the Blood of the Old Gods, the earth was eroded, and the branches and leaves were devoured.

The cold wind suddenly stopped, and all the winds that blew across the island were collected by the gods, and one after another of the 'fuel' ignited its life force, causing it to 'burn'.

"This, what is this?!"

A terrible scream resounded through the town, and one of the townspeople stood in the midst of the panicked crowd, desperately trying to wipe the 'mud spots' off his face.

However, when his finger ran over the 'mud spot', the muddy water was on his hand, and then his finger wiped it on the clothes, only to find that the muddy water was not only on the clothes, but also on the fingers.

At this time, a tingling sensation came from his face, and he subconsciously raised the back of his hand and wiped it on his face, and then saw that the back of his hand was also stained with 'muddy water'.

A slight pain began to spread from his fingers, and when he looked down, he saw a corroded hole in his clothes!

The townsfolk panicked and flapped their fingers and the back of their hands, but a tingling sensation came from their hands.

The more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, the more panicked he became, and finally, he couldn't help but scream.

Past experience has taught them that at the foot of the hill where the supreme 'masters' dwell, they should not shout unless they have to, because the lords do not like it.

Even if you see a shocking sight, you can't shout loudly, otherwise you may be taken away from here by the 'guards' and you will not be able to obtain the 'gift' of domination.

But now he can't care about that!

Standing in the midst of the panicked crowd, the townsfolk were sweating profusely and sweating, their panicked eyes trembling in their sockets.

The tingling sensation spread across the face, hands, and body, originally just a little, but now taking up almost half of the face.

"Ahh!!hh

In full view of the crowd, the townsman fell to his knees in pain, his hands trembling, and the pain in his face made him scream with all his might, but he did not dare scratch his face at all.

Muscles and skin were eroded, and the ooze seeped through the pores into the townsman's body, and the inside and outside began to consume his body.

In just a dozen seconds, he couldn't help but roll on the ground and scream, but these wails did not alleviate his pain, as his muscles moved, the kinetic energy was absorbed by the 'blood of the old gods', making his growth speed speed up a lot.

The people gathered around watched as a living person gradually 'melted' into a pile of earthy brown ooze that wriggled on the ground.

After the consternation, fear suddenly filled their chests, and I don't know who was the first to let out a scream, and the crowd immediately became chaotic and turned to flee.

In less than half a minute, every part of the gods was blooming all over the island.

The God of Radiance looked at this scene in astonishment, and his heart set off a stormy wave.

But soon, his projection took a deep breath and looked up at the increasingly manic Tentacle Forest, his eyes revealing incomparable determination.

As soon as he raised his hand, the brilliant divine power was channeled onto this projection, and the projection quickly solidified and was transformed into an avatar.

"Latinia, go and call the other gods for help!"

In the midst of the hurry, Serena took a breath and hurriedly reminded Latinia, who was holding her tightly, to recover from her shock and fear.

The God of Radiance had just experienced a great battle, and he himself admitted that his divine power had been almost exhausted, and it was impossible to destroy all the 'gods' on this island.

In that case, they need the help of other gods!

Latinia woke up from a dream and nodded in a panic, "Yes, summon other gods!"

But after saying this, she remembered that now that the entire continent was in flames, there were not many gods who could spare their hands to help them on this side.

Her brain was racing, searching for a god who could help them......

"That's right, Death!" Latinia shouted in surprise, casting her will into the Underworld, flying through countless beautiful or twisted landscapes before descending in front of the hall of the 'King of Words'.

In the midst of a black, dry land, a ruined palace with a dead silence rises abruptly, not far from the surging tributary of the Assatom River Styx.

If you look around, you can see countless souls looming in it, undulating, with serene or vicious faces, but most of their time is frozen in the moment of death, whether it is a hero or a bully, they can only go with the flow until the moment when they are salvaged by the messenger of death.

"Your Majesty, my lord does not want to be involved in this struggle. ”

At the moment of Latinia's arrival, when she opened her eyes, she saw a Grim Reaper's archangel stop in front of her, gently persuading her to leave the place.

The 'King of Words' didn't even want to let them meet, which shows how much he rejects joining this war.

As the 'Grim Reaper', what he needs most is justice, and as long as the Arcane Empire and Arcanists have not touched his boundaries, he will not intervene against them.

Because of this, the Grim Reaper is the most withdrawn deity in the entire Assatom god system, with no friends or allies, and no enemies, trying not to interfere with his judgment.

Sometimes Latinia also wondered if the Grim Reaper, like the Spirit of the Magic Web, had lost her sense of self and emotions, and was influenced and controlled by the priesthood.

And she couldn't imagine how these apostles of the Grim Reaper had received their will in the 'King of Speech', who never spoke.

...... Now is not the time to think about that!

"The war is over, the headquarters of the Arcane Empire has been captured, most of the Grand Arcanists have died, our war with the Arcane Empire is over!" Latinia said eagerly, "It's the 'Divine Sin', we have found a Divine Sin at the headquarters of the Arcane Empire, it is difficult to kill, and it can devour all forms of energy and matter, there is no other way to deal with it except divine power!"

After hearing Latinia's description, the Death Messenger who stood in front of her, covered in a black robe and shrouded in face, was stunned, but the eagerness and anxiety of the 'crown' in front of him did not seem to be fake.

After thinking for a while, the messenger of death stepped aside and stretched out his hand to make a guiding gesture, "Your Majesty, please." ”

The situation has exceeded His expectations, and it is left to His faith to decide.

He hadn't seen a monster that could only be dealt with 'divine power', and as ridiculous as it sounded, it wasn't impossible.

Latinia walked briskly inside, the sound of her heels hitting the ground echoing through the empty palace of silence, and the wind blowing in some direction made her shiver.

She exhaled and saw it condense into a cloud of white mist, and she knew that the power of the underworld had begun to erode her weak incarnation.

Guided by the messenger, Latinia stepped into the main hall, and was not surprised to see the deity sitting on a broken stone pedestal.

He was covered in a black robe, with no skin exposed, as if there was an empty patch under the black robe.

They had never seen the True Face of the Silent King, and even the God of Light did not know how or when this Grim Reaper ascended to the throne, only that He became the Grim Reaper after him.

Without waiting for the 'Silent King' to signal, Latinia herself recounted the situation at a rapid pace, staring at him with a nervous expression.

After a while, the hood moved, and the Grim Reaper stood up with his hands on the armrests.

Seeing this, Latinia turned overjoyed, and after paying homage to him, she closed her eyes and let the avatar disintegrate into points of divine power floating in the air, and her consciousness returned to her body.

Her eyelids twitched slightly, and Latinia snapped her eyes open, and a roar poured into her ears, causing her to pause for a moment.

"—Divine Power !!"

The divine power sprinkled on the earth, and the incarnation of the god of radiance looked solemn, because he suddenly discovered that although the divine power could destroy those 'soft mud' things, after that, this god could also devour the particles of matter that disintegrated his own body and grow back again.

The deafening roar shook the earth, and every part that split out was its essence, and the muddy consciousness gathered together to form the current god.

However, he guessed that even if there was only one last bit left, it would still be it, but it would need to grow again, and there would be no memories and impressions of the past.

This was what he had observed from his struggle with this god, and no matter how much he destroyed, it remained unscathed.

- And it's still growing!

Where was this monster found in the Arcane Empire?

The God of Radiance couldn't believe that once such a monster was born in this world, there was not much that could limit its growth, let alone kill it.

So, how did the Arcane Empire capture and preserve this monster in the first place?

There must be something that can restrain this god, but they don't know what it is!

- This thing can still grow!

Cervantes was exhausted, and suddenly, he realized that those tentacles had learned to 'induce'.

Even if the god had already divided half of its tentacles to deal with the God of Radiance, it had sensed the presence of 'divine power' from there.

However, this does not mean that the pressure on his side has lessened.

While he and Serra struggled to calculate the trajectory of the tentacles, the god had grown rapidly, and had barely even used it to close the encirclement, but now he had learned how to lure them into a trap.

At first, the trap was so rudimentary that they could all see it, but after that, the god grew rapidly, and even if they had raised their vigilance, if it weren't for the help of the polar witches, who had condensed ice crystals to block them for a moment, they might have been swallowed by these tentacles.

And wanting to leave here with the help of teleportation is simply wishful thinking, not only will the collected magic power be devoured, but that monster can also interfere with time and space, and from the moment they meet that monster, it is already an 'impossible' thing to teleport away.

Hearing this, Latinia's face turned very ugly.

They have never been able to get out of the envelope of their tentacles, and these things are preventing them from leaving, just trying to devour them.

Cervantes had just experienced a great battle, and had been seriously injured, and even if it wasn't obvious now, she knew that it might not be long before the black dragon would feel tired.

Without the dragon's mobility, it would be wishful thinking to survive in this forest of countless tentacles without being touched by the splashes of muddy water!

And as time passed, she also felt the earth shake, and the screams began to spread across the ground.

This floating island is turning into a crazy hunting ground, and everyone, including her and the god of radiance, is the 'prey' of that god!

Beneath the tentacle forest where this monster had grown, the air suddenly cracked, and a black-robed figure slowly floated out of it.

"Divine !!"

The earth's earth-shattering roar caused the earth to roar, and countless high-raised tentacles suddenly rolled back, and the ground beneath the Grim Reaper suddenly arched, and countless tentacles burst out of the ground.

These tentacles lashed the air, swaying a part of themselves across the floating islands, and the 'Devouring Beast' desperately extracted the breath of death that escaped from the Grim Reaper's body, making itself grow.

Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!!

Even if the consciousness is already a chaos, in the deepest part of the soul, the last thought is still engraved!

—Resurrection !!"

This roar made both the God of Radiance and the Grim Reaper who had just arrived here stunned slightly.

...... 'resurrection'?

At the moment of stagnation, Huo Ran, the god of death, raised his hands, and the shock wave exploded, turning the tentacles enveloping him into powder, killing the 'active' in it.

If there is no 'activity', this god will die.

This tenacious activity reminded Him of something.

...... Something not so good!