At this moment, the purple mist in the sky has filled the sky. Whether it was Seris or the other dregs of the world, they were engulfed in the fog. It's not just that their bodies are covered, in fact their bodies dissipate the moment they come into contact with the fog.

Paul slowly supported himself with his arms as he endured the sharp pain in his chest, and he looked up into the distance, a tear sliding down his cheek and onto the ground.

"Damn, I actually lost! Damn it! Generations of hard work have vanished in my hands, and humanity has not escaped this catastrophe! Why? Why!? ”

He trembled and got up from the ground, "I haven't lost yet, I can't lose!" Even though I've lost an army of millions, I still have a strengthened body. The power of the dregs runs through my blood, and I use it to conjure up hands and feet, and I can conjure deadly weapons. The weapons of the legendary gods will be my last power to defeat them. I want to give them a taste of what it is like to be treated as others would be treated! ”

He straightened up as he spoke, his hands clenched into fists, "A weapon that has been handed down from ancient times to be invincible and invincible!" I will sacrifice your souls with my blood. Give me your power, and show up—the blade of kings! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Paul's right hand suddenly changed form, and it completely detached itself from the appearance of human limbs, turning into a huge subspace-like vortex.

"O Odin, the ancient god! Give me Zygmunch's sword and let me kill the enemy! As he spoke, a sharp sword flew out of space. Its target is a dense fog in the air not far away.

The sword, named Grammer, was an artifact inserted into the World Tree by the Norse god Odin. Now it is flying towards its enemies at breakneck speed.

The blade sliced through the air, leaving a trail of sparks, and it flew into the fog created by the gods with Paul's last of his anger and hope. However. The sword, like all dregs, dissolves to powder the moment it comes into contact with the mist.

The sight of a qiē stunned Paul. Even the avatar weapon that he embodied with the power of guò scum possessed the same attributes and powers as the legendary true divine weapon. But even such a powerful weapon is still vulnerable in the face of dense fog.

"Damn, if it doesn't work once, I'll do it again! The Great King Charlemagne. Lend me your Durandal! As soon as these words came out, a divine weapon flew out of the space he had created. This time it was Charlemagne's weapon, Durandal, who struck out.

But the same thing happened again. Durandal had turned into powder like Grammer, who had just entered the fog.

Paul lost his mind at this scene, and he knew that he could not defeat the gods by his strength, but he was not reconciled, and his unwillingness to see him lose the war drove him mad.

"If one move doesn't work, I'll do one more move, and if ten moves don't work, I'll use another hundred moves! Give it all to me! Budu Imperial Soul, Escaliba, Cadre Mo Ye, Gaiboga..."

Paul shouted the names of more than a hundred ancient gods in one breath. For a while, hundreds of weapons of all kinds flew out of the subspace, and they flew towards the dense fog like ten thousand arrows. This time, the sword rain in the sky was extraordinary, and the sound of cold soldiers tearing the sky. Like the roar of a dragon.

The weapons flew above the fog in less than a second. At this time, although the two sides were invisible gas on one side and sharp divine weapons shining with cold light on the other, the two sides were quite strong in terms of momentum. The weapons did not turn to ashes like the previous two times, but froze in mid-air as if they were being resisted by an invisible force, unable to advance or retreat.

Beads of sweat ran down Paul's face, and he had done his best. This is his final blow, a gamble on a qiē blow!

However, he was only one person after all. When the edifice is about to collapse, no amount of struggle will help. What Paul did was nothing more than using his mantis arm as a cart.

The two forces held each other for less than a minute before they saw their superiority. All that could be heard was a loud bang, and all the weapons were shattered to pieces by the force of the fog. The fragments scattered and flew straight towards his original master, Paul.

He only felt a flash of white light in front of him and lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took to wake up again. I only saw Mo Beitian holding himself with his arms on the side.

"You're separated from me? Ah, I remember. Damn it, I still lost. But it's not to you, it's to God. Paul seemed to be muttering to himself.

Mo Zhitian looked at the old friend in front of him. At this time, his body was full of holes. Most of the fragments of the Divine Soldier pierced into his body. This man, who was bent on becoming a god, is now going to have his soul elsewhere.

Paul struggled to look up at Mo Yingtian, "Am I going to die?" ”

Mo Zhitian did not speak. At the moment he was busy on his way.

"Where are we going?" Paul asked.

"I wanted to go somewhere safer. Ever since I woke up, it has changed. I don't know why I came out of your body, but I'm sure it has something to do with the gods. Luo Zhanping told me that you had a confrontation with the gods in the end. This has since become what it is now. The gods have dyed the sky purple, and their angels are hunting all humans. We have no ability to resist but flee. Mo opened his mouth, but his eyes did not look at Paul.

"If the gods win, the world will be ruined." Paul smiled wryly, "I went to great lengths to kill so many people and use so many people, and in the end nothing could stop it." ”

Mo Beitian's heart tightened, and he wanted to say something, but he stopped. He finally lowered his head to look at his old friend from the past and said, "The world will soon collapse, and the wings of the gods have taken over the republic. Most of humanity has been slaughtered, and the rest are moving to the safest places possible, as we did. Everything is taking a turn for the worse, but there is good news in the midst of all the sad things... Xiao Xiao: She... Didn't die. Although she was badly injured by you, her vitality was very tenacious. Luo Zhanping had already left here with her, Lakshin and Nazar. She's not awake yet, but I'm sure she'll make it through. ”

"Really? It seems that I have killed one less person, at least it has lightened me of my sins. Paul said.

"No, your sins cannot be diminished. All of them are guilty of serious crimes. The gods are coming again to punish us humans. ”

"Really?" Paul's eyes wandered a little, "God is going to punish us, and we can't stop it." ”

"Not necessarily. I'll find a way to solve this matter, without bloodshed. Mo said firmly.

Paul looked at Mo Beitian and smiled, "You always have a way." It seems that I was wrong, as a human being, you are more successful than I am. ”

"Maybe, but I've lost too much."

"Then do you blame me?" Paul asked.

"I don't want to answer that question. But I have two questions. ”

"Oh, I'm dying, you better hurry up and ask." Paul was already in a state of rage.

"What the hell is amberstone? Have you and your family studied for so long and didn't find out what these things came from? ”

"Ahh Are you trying to figure out this to defeat the gods? Disappointed you. I know some of how amber stones work, but I don't know where they come from. The literature says that they are visitors from outside the world, but the information... The information is incomplete. Paul said weakly, "You have one more question... Just ask. ”

Mo Beitian paused for a few seconds and said slowly: "Are you really just using me?" Is our friendship fake? ”

Paul laughed miserably, but didn't make a sound. He trembled and stretched out his right hand to his chest, shook his head, and nodded again.

A cold wind blew, and Paul closed his eyes. His hand slipped to the side. Mo Zhitian stopped running. He put his childhood friend down and looked up at the murky sky, tears rolling in the small space.

(End of Volume IV)

"Eternal Sin" Part 1 (To be continued......)