"Despicable and sinful false gods, heretics and beasts attached to your side have all fallen, you still don't bow down and atone for the great Dao Ancestor!"

The sound of Kates's loud shouting was mixed with a strong and rich fighting spirit, and its sound spread through the heavens and the earth, even the man in white and Gurlan who were miles away could hear it clearly.

This damn Nanban, he dared to be so presumptuous to Lord Celestial, he was simply seeking death!

Gullan's heart was furious, and his eyes were full of fire, but the fear of death made it difficult for him to actually fight Kate and them.

It's not that his belief in the gods is impure, it's that he's really afraid.

From the pride and confidence when he moved to the Heavenly God Lord to rescue the tribes of the Northern Lands, to witnessing the four divine guards being bombarded one by one, and finally to personally feeling the deterrence of Edward's domineering color, Gurlan's mentality has long since collapsed.

If it weren't for his great Celestial Lord still standing in front of him, supporting him with the existence of a spiritual pillar, he would have been scared to death long ago.

The man in white glanced at Gurlan beside him lightly, a trace of disgust and indifference faintly flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Rhodes and the others above the head of the fortress, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a slightly complicated look flashed in them.

Naturally, he is not a so-called true god, not even a god, and his heels are in this northern land.

To be precise, he is the spirit of the ice spirit that has been naturally conceived by heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years in the extremely cold land of the north.

He couldn't remember exactly what day, a fragment of streamer escaped from the sky, merged into his body, opened his spiritual intelligence, and brought many occult powers and laws.

After comprehending the inner laws and part of the inheritance, he realized that this fragment was a fragment of the godhead that carried the laws of the ice system, and his strength had reached the realm of pseudo-gods after a long time.

The strength of the strength inflated his ambitions, unwilling to be in the northern land, he stepped into the continent, after traveling in the world, he also has a deeper understanding of the scene of the Oude continent, his strength is the strongest existence in the entire continent, but the existence equal to him or even stronger also exists.

Especially the guy he encountered when he was in the Empire of Light, he was seriously injured in just one fight, and even the fragments of Godhead in the soul sea completely collapsed.

Moreover, he could feel that the essence of that guy was different from him, and in him, he felt a more primitive, more primordial aura.

At that time, he developed a soul-borne fear of the mystery of the Odd Continent, which caused him to flee back to the northern land, shrink into a land, and call himself the 'Celestial God', ruling over the tribes of the northern land.

It's not that he is idle and wants to be worshipped, but he has a hazy feeling that in addition to the accumulation of power, the realm above the pseudo-god realm also needs a power called faith, which is the answer he has confirmed after traveling to the mainland.

He could vaguely sense that above the Pseudo-God Realm, there were many more powerful realms, and even on this continent, I am afraid there was another heaven and earth.

Of course, these are vague and hazy cognitions that need to be confirmed.

Although the northern land ruled by the gods is small, there is no guy who can threaten him, and it is suitable for his development.

Due to the lessons of the Bright Empire, he was also a little afraid of the Oakland Empire in the south, and even avoided the Empire for domination at first.

However, after the Auckland Empire's army came to attack and directly forced the northern land into a desperate situation, he took action, completely annihilating hundreds of thousands of troops and finding out its true reality.

Although down, there is a presence as strong as him, and the one he knows and has simply fought with is a guy named 'Lothor'.

Like him, this Lothor is also a self-proclaimed god, ruling the empire in the south, and is much more nourished than him.

Although his strength is slightly stronger, if he really does it, it will be more than worth the loss, and in his empire, he can still vaguely feel other powerful existences, so he is only guarding his own one-third of an acre.

A long time has passed, and since he became the god of this northern land, he has never felt so much pressure, and even been confronted like this.

Although there are still many elite combat forces in his holy mountain, the four divine guards and the frost dragon are the most powerful combat power under his command.

In his opinion, with the strength of the four divine guards and the frost dragon, as long as he does not provoke those beings in the major empires who are known as gods and some other powerhouses, then the rest of the world's existences will be helpless against them, each of them is a suppressed existence, and each of them is an ant.

Of course, this has been the case for thousands of years, and although the roles of the four gods have changed several rounds, their strength has not changed.

The northern lands have been conquered by the armies of the Auckland Empire several times, but with the action of the four divine guards, the crisis can always be reversed, and it is still colored.

If it weren't for the fact that the Oakland Empire still has some background and hidden characters, they would have expanded the territory of the northern lands to the territory of the Oakland Empire.

As for the Frost Dragon, this dragon clan that was impressed by him, after thousands of years of recuperation, its strength was even more terrifying, even if it was himself, it would take a little effort to deal with it.

However, even the Four Great Divine Guards and the Frost Dragon, who he had high hopes for, had fallen one after another at the hands of a human race, and they were still under siege.

Not only that, but the momentum that the Nanban named Edward finally burst out with was even trembling in his heart.

It was simply impossible to shake the soul of a god in the body of a mortal, but now it really happened.

This made him angry, but also a little surprise and jealousy.

Not to Edward, but to the so-called Pope behind him, the so-called Taoism behind him, and the gods and ancestors.

Of course, fear is fear, but the dignity of the gods cannot be tarnished.

The Terran ant standing above the top of the fortress must pay the price for his arrogant and stupid words.

The cost of life!

ps: Whew~ Finally caught up, almost broke off again, the past two days have been hilarious, the big guys are embarrassed.

This chapter actually vaguely introduces some follow-up worldviews and foreshadowing, and the bigwigs should be able to perceive it, hey, hey, hey, the pattern is still very big, and the little Taoist will try to control it.