The remnants of the Glens and the barbarians had fled the battlefield, terrified, and the wounded sides watched the battle of gods and demons on the battlefield from a great distance.

The towering giant tentacles danced wildly, chasing the god of the north wind who swept through the air at high speed, bringing a string of sonic booms. In a short time, the missed tentacles smashed to the ground, and suddenly there was a loud bang like a landslide and the dirt and stones that were lifted dozens or even hundreds of meters in the air fell into the eyes of all the frightened onlookers.

There were less than a thousand survivors of the Glens at this time, and most of them were wizards who could use shield skills or nobles who were guarded by spellcasters.

On the barbarian side, too, only the shaman and the cavalry close to the periphery of the battlefield escaped without any problems.

In addition, there are also a very small number of strong and strong-willed warriors who lift the bodies of their enemies or companions above their heads, ignoring the corrosion under their feet, and rushing out of the area covered by the acid rain in a white and fleshy posture......

Humanity is evident in this moment.

or vulnerable, or resilient, or vile, or touching...... But for those who survived and those who died, none of this mattered.

As the survivors of both sides watched from afar the battle of gods and demons on the battlefield that had only been heard of in mythology and classical epics...... They all deeply appreciate the insignificance of human beings.

Snap ——!

The huge cyan wind blade was shattered by a wave of the tentacle, and the tentacles with acidic blood kept pumping on the body of the god of the north wind who was trying to dodge.

This tentacle as thick as a large tower pierced the air, sending Norwende, who was flashing with a large amount of divine power shield, directly into the air thousands of kilometers away!

Rumble!!!!!

The rocks are bursting! Before the huge earth wave of the god's body crashed into it had fallen, seven or eight tentacles of the same size had already chased after it, fiercely piercing there.

However, the disadvantage of the gods was only for this moment.

In the next second, with the explosion of divine power, countless huge cyan wind blades with a length of 100 meters instantly flew out from the mud and sand, and several tentacles were cleanly cut off and fell to the ground.

【Divine Skill: Punishment】

The huge golden light from above and down suddenly exploded, this is a divine technique that the God of the North Wind has released at close range, which has increased its power dozens of times.

Boom ——!

Luo Shen was instantly shrouded in a huge golden light.

The flesh disintegrates again.

If you slow down this moment, you can see that the moment the golden light touched Luo Shen's body, his whole body was pierced by this X-ray or other similar rays of divine brilliance. Then, the disintegration takes place – the cells begin to disintegrate, carbonize, and then fly ash to annihilate.

It's all just in an instant.

Therefore, Luo Shen has no way to dodge and resist all this.

With the collapse of his physical body, the huge stomach pouch located in the independent space quickly began to supply nutrients, and under some mechanism that cannot be explained by science, a body was formed again from the void!

Norrwind watched all this with jealousy.

His right arm twisted strangely, and there was pain in his ribs. Obviously, Luo Shen's attack was not completely ineffective.

Divine power surged, and began to repair the injuries on his arms and ribs.

Luo Shen had completely reshaped his body at this time.

He looked at the god of the north wind whose body was emitting a faint blue-blue light, and made no secret of his jokes: "Attack consumes divine power, defense consumes divine power, and repair the body consumes divine power...... Well, a simple math problem: after a deity has left his kingdom and countless invokers who provide the power of faith...... How long can his divine power last? ”

Norwende's face was completely gloomy.

His divine power is running out.

As we all know, gods are the most powerful beings in the world.

Even if there are ancient dragons, abyssal demons, hell demons, astral races, and super-top powerhouses in this world...... But the gods are still above all of them.

The biggest root of this is actually the greatest confidence of the gods: the kingdom of God!

Whether a strong god or a weak god, their essence is immortal when it is in their own god's realm.

In the kingdom of God, they can set the laws that work in their favor, call upon the divine power that has accumulated for countless years, and have a huge number of invokers and angels to help them fight.

It can be said that almost no one can kill a god who stays in his kingdom.

It is precisely because of this characteristic of the Kingdom of God that the gods have maintained a situation where the gods are independent and balanced with each other hundreds of thousands of years ago to the present day, and there has never been a powerful god who has unified the divine realm.

But once they leave their kingdom, all these advantages are gone.

Especially in the main material plane, there is a limit to the amount of divine power that the gods can carry in order to be able to descend smoothly.

No matter how powerful these gods were, once their divine power was exhausted, there would be no way to cast those earth-shattering divine skills.

Nine times out of ten, the successful murder of gods in the history of the world of Faeron was due to the siege of the divine power of the descending gods, and it took countless casualties to succeed.

That was the case with Norrwind back then.

As the ruler of the extremely powerful kingdom of Glens at that time, he also paid a huge price, consuming countless elite armies and loyal professionals to finally complete the feat of killing gods.

Now he sensed something was wrong.

Faced with this monster that was much trickier than expected, Norrwind faintly regretted his decision to come.

But the godhead in the other party still tempted him.

Norrwind was reluctant to give up at this time, knowing that this time he had almost lost the backbone of the entire kingdom that was loyal to him.

Army, nobles, high-ranking members of the Cult of the God of the North Wind...... The tragedy of being almost wiped out in one net made him unwilling to retreat after suffering a big loss.

If you can get the godhead on this monster...... Then it's all worth it!

Dead believers can be retrained.

The soldiers who died in battle were nothing more than consumables.

What about aristocrats? There is no shortage of people in this world who are waiting for them to die so that they can replace them!

Norrwind believes that as long as he kills the monster in front of him and obtains the other party's godhead, if he is lucky, he can occasionally advance to medium divine power...... Sooner or later, everything that has been lost will be replaced!

What's more...... He had already figured out that this monster didn't know the ability of spells at all!

In other words, he doesn't have the ability of the 'space anchor' class at all! As long as you want to leave, you can return to your own kingdom of God at any time!

Arguably.

This battle is a win-win deal for Norwynd!

Thinking of this, Norwende's face was a little more confident again: "Monster! I will hang your head on the pillars of my temple. ”

He roared and grabbed the wind blade and rushed forward again.