Standing on top of this mountain of corpses and blood, this person or other creature with the appearance of a human being called Akhort was staring at everything in front of him with unbeatable eyes, even though the bloody battle outside the city had reached a white-hot stage, but it was not enough for him to raise his eyelids, and he seemed to be only interested in the man who was prostrate under his feet.

Al Hott finally moved, making his first movement since Stannis had seen him, waving his hand slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the corpses under his feet began to move, and the people who should have died long ago had to be arranged into a ladder of people under his power, and even the dead could not escape his control.

With each of Ahult's steps, the dead twisted bones of their bodies and snapped at his feet, and as the emaciated and sickly man approached, Stannis's knees were crushed into the soil, and this time the Abyss Lord brought him even more oppression than the last time in Oaktown, and he still had no power to resist, and this time there would be a dragon to help him.

At last, Ichult stopped in front of him, and under a tattered black blanket, his pale carcass was naked in front of Stannis, and the king of Tanis mustered up his courage and forced his neck to tilt up, and finally he could see the other man's appearance, the young man was still handsome, but he was more haggard than before, his cheeks and eye sockets were sunken, and his ribs were bulging one by one.

If the other party is not a god, Stannis really doubts if he is malnourished or has been masturbating too much.

Just as Stanis's leaping mind appeared in the nutrition fast, Ichult spoke again.

"What's going on in your head all day?"

It seems that the Master of the Abyss, who is proficient in mind reading, has a clear glimpse of what Stannis is thinking, and can't tolerate him being so unserious in this final moment.

Then he waved his hand, and the man in front of him had to get to his knees while his face was full of fear.

How could he try to fight such a man! Now Stannis only had this thought in his mind, and only when he was so close could he know how big the gap between himself and God was!

But what is this guy doing to kill so many people, weave such a big conspiracy, deceive countless people, and even subvert a country!? as a god, Ichot has an immortal life, a god-like appearance, an incomparable power, wisdom beyond mortals, an all-knowing and all-powerful ability, and should not pursue a higher level of spiritual life, why would he still take pleasure in teasing them as human beings?

Of course, Stannis's questions could not escape Ichot's mind-reading skills, and this time, he angrily brushed up his hair, revealing a shocking scar from the side of his face that was obscured by black hair, and this was undoubtedly injured by a sharp sword!

The impact of this scar on Stannis was unparalleled, because it meant that even as a god, Aehot's body could still be damaged, in other words, even He could be killed!

"Could it be that the root cause of all the things you have done is that there is something wrong with your body. ”

The clever Stannis immediately guessed the root of Ichult's evil.

"Yes, you're smart. ”

The King of the Labyrinth nodded in agreement with Stannis.

But this made Stannis completely confused, because as a god, the ability to be immortal and immortal is standard, and even Pedro and Anist, who have obtained his power, can recover from serious injuries in an instant, as the master who gave them strength, how can Ichot be troubled by his own body, not to mention, even if Stannis is now under the protection of the dragon's sound and dark armor, as long as it is not a fatal injury such as turning around and breaking his chest and intestines, he can recover in time.

Ichot answered his question, "In the eyes of mortals, it seems that our gods and servants will not be destroyed at all, but in fact that is wrong, we can recover because we can withstand a certain amount of damage, and once we are injured, we can repair it immediately." But if the power is strong enough that we can be hurt beyond the limits of this body, even the gods will shed pus and blood like mortals, and die wailing. ”

I see! It seems that God is not unkillable, so there is no need to talk nonsense!

Stannis immediately got up, and after learning that the god could be killed, his confidence was immediately restored, and he roared and summoned [Misomir's Heavenly Wrath] to awaken his courage, allowing his heart to dispel the fear of the King of the Labyrinth's own terror-spreading stance, and then drew his twin swords again and stormed towards Eihot, unlike the last encounter in Oak Town, Stannis has also been several times stronger than himself at that time!

Imbued with Stanis's unmatched firmness, the intertwining of ice and fire with more brilliance than ever, this was the final blow that Stannis gambled all on, even if it was a godkiller!

"Anya, if you can hear it, please bless me!"

Stannis slashed his sword into Ichot's body with all his might, and the spectacle of ice and fire that covered almost the entire palace of Elysium swept through the towers and froze the scab monsters that wanted to come to their aid into ice sculptures and then to ashes.

Eventually, everything was calm, and when the icy karmic fire had dissipated, only Stannis stood barely supported himself, gasping for breath, eager to breathe all the air of his life into his cavity, and in front of him, Ichult was completely gone, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

“...... I...... I succeeded!" Stannis muttered in disbelief, although he knew that the blow that risked his life was absolutely powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, and he could destroy a god with just one blow!

But to his surprise, although his destructive power just now could incinerate all the xenos in the palace room, it had no effect on the nearby mountain of corpses, not even a single corpse.

"As I said, great power can indeed kill me beyond my limits, but that doesn't mean your power is great. ”

A calm voice came from Stanis's head, who looked up in pain and despair, and the King of the Labyrinth sat down in his 'throne' again.