With a piercing shrill laugh, Des slaughtered hundreds of thousands of elite mercenaries on the western border line, and after killing hundreds of sixth-order and above transcendents cobbled together by the mountainous countries, he turned into a thick gray mist and disappeared into the mountain forest.

No one had time to stop him.

No one could find him.

Des, the lord of hundreds of millions of coffins and graveyards who had just been summoned back and whose strength was at the lowest point, slipped away so easily.

Everyone's hearts were heavy.

Gods and spirits......

When he suddenly appeared in front of him from myths and legends, this psychological impact was still extremely huge.

In particular, this is not a good thing, but an evil god who is on the mission of killing all living beings, and stands completely in opposition to all living beings.

"We, what should we do?" A general from the United Kingdom of Nice asked everyone in the room.

No one spoke, no one spoke.

No one knows what to do.

It's been so many years, it's been 1,380 years of glory, it's been more than a thousand years, no one has ever dealt with the gods, and the oldest of the people present is Margaret III, who is not even a hundred years old......

God knows what to do.

Joe asked for a cigar from Hesse, held it in his mouth, and didn't light it, just feeling the strong smell of tobacco. He looked at the pale faces of everyone present, and said with a little hesitation: "Or, let's prepare...... God Butcher? ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Joe said vaguely: "In the bedtime story that my mother told me, there is also a legend of the God Butcher...... Those elite squads, squads composed of the top elites on the continent, are for the well-being of the continent...... Resolutely challenged the evil god, and finally slashed the evil god under the sword. ”

A great priest in a silver robe glanced at Qiao coldly: "But, child, fairy tales are just fairy tales...... In the secret texts of the Church of Silverlaurel, there has never been a successful example of a mortal in Metland challenging the gods...... The only one who can defeat the gods is the gods. ”

Joe raised an eyebrow: "Oh, oh, that is...... Is there a god in Eyre? ”

Joe remembered what Salian had said to him.

Since the El Organization can use the gods as prey, and since they can raise, suppress, and seal the gods, then according to the opinion of this old priest, there must be a god-level existence within the El Organization to do so.

The old priest glanced at Joe meaningfully, his gaze focused on the badge of the saints of the Silver Cinnamon Church hanging from the fragment of Joe's collar. She nodded to Joe and didn't say much.

Margrethe III shook the long sword in her hand, and a low sword roar sounded, and a puff of black smoke erupted.

Dozens of miles away, she shook her hand and threw the long sword out.

"Duolun, give this guy a few swords and make him sober."

Margrethe III screamed.

Her heart was full of anger and great resentment towards the group of gods of the church—the two newly promoted gods had actually been promoted in full view.

They would have had a chance to crack down on Des.

The result?

That bastard in the church, he didn't say a word, and directly started to rebel.

Well, Des fled...... However, looking at the direction of his escape, the nest of the two major churches, Da Bo Yuan, is also in the mountains of the west. Hehe, if Des breaks into Dabashi......

Doron, who was grabbing the god of the church and beating him all the way, grabbed Heringle's killing with his backhand.

He laughed, "Old man, remember me? I'm Duolun...... Do you remember when we fought side by side, I personally cut off the heads of 30,000 snowfield barbarians, and cast the Jingguan in the north? ”

The killing of Heringle erupted into a terrifying roar, and the strange 'hiss' screams resounded through the heavens and the earth.

His sword body began to swell, and it quickly swelled to the size of Duolun, which was more than a hundred feet high.

Duolun smiled brightly: "Ah, ah, huh? You haven't eaten enough all these years? I know, I know, Margaret, she's crazy, but she's a little soft-hearted compared to me. ”

"She has killed no more than a thousand people with her own hands for so many years? Ah, far less than me? ”

"Margaret...... My daughter ......"

Doron laughed, and in the midst of the laughter, he raised the killing of Heringle and slashed his sword into the shoulder of the church deity. A terrible shout came, and a huge golden arm spewed golden divine flames, whirling and flying high.

"Toron...... Stop it...... We are allies, we are allies! ”

The battered church god screamed, and his body stopped struggling and quickly calmed down.

He lay flat in mid-air, put on a calm posture of mermaid flesh, and looked at Duolun with gentle eyes: "Your Majesty Duolun, we should stop killing each other, our enemies, it is the abyss, it is Des, not each other!" ”

Duolun looked at this guy coldly: "Sober? ”

The church god smiled: "I am completely sober, I am sane, I am completely restored...... You must know that from the time a mortal stepped into the realm of gods, the impact on my divine soul was too strong, and I did such an unwise thing just now. ”

Duolun laughed: "Don't make excuses, I understand, I understand...... Hey, who the hell are you? Mu, or St. Zion, the Lion of the Blood Veil whom I have known for sixty years? ”

The church deity narrowed his eyes: "This question, is it serious?" Shouldn't the most important question right now be ......"

A fierce aura flashed in Duolun's eyes.

He grinned, and then, amid the terrified cries of countless church belongings, he slashed off the head of the church deity with a single sword.

The black divine light overwhelmed the golden divine flame, and a greedy will poured out from the killing of Heringle, and the life essence of this church god, the source of his power, and his soul imprint were all swallowed up by Heringle's killing.

"You're better dead." Duolun slowly stood up, spitting chaotic and evil divine power fluctuations all over his body, and his fierce gaze swept over everyone present: "If you are sure, old brothers from the abyss, you can try to break through the divine realm...... However, the exception is for the church. ”

"The Golden Oak Church, the Silver Cinnamon Church, you must not take the liberty of breaking through until the hidden dangers within the souls of you fools are resolved...... I don't want a whole bunch of doppelgangers of someone to come to me for trouble. ”

Duolun nodded to the people present: "Brothers are staring at each other, the church's, not allowed to break through, we must reach this consensus, otherwise, it's not messy enough?" ”

These epic, legendary, and demigods from the Abyssal Cry City glanced at each other and nodded at the same time.

Doron's opinion, even the extraordinary powers of the church, no one felt bad.

What just happened, everyone saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts...... It's just that no one said it.

In the distance, the abyss gate in the center of Port Tulun roared again.

The creatures of the abyss, like a tide, rushed over, and with the fastest speed, they pounced on the defense line to the west that had been broken through a huge gap.