Margaret III unleashed her power and completely destroyed a wave of abyssal creatures.

Moreover, with the instinctive talent of the hydra, Margaret III did not leave even a trace of scum to the abyss consciousness, this guy sent a wave of hundreds of millions of abyssal creatures over for nothing, but he couldn't build a blood sacrifice magic array at all.

The sky was full of clouds.

The downpour whistled down again.

In the direction of Tulum Harbor, the flames on the abyssal gates are as motionless as frozen glaciers.

The pair of huge blood-colored eyes stared at Margaret III who was floating in the air and laughing viciously.

For a time, not a single abyssal creature came out of the abyssal gate.

The aura on Margrethe III's body was soaring...... Devouring hundreds of millions of abyssal creatures in one gulp, the benefits Margrethe III received were enormous.

It has been less than half a day since he was successfully promoted, but his strength has reached the critical point of the next transformation.

If the Abyss Consciousness launches another wave of attacks at this time...... Isn't this a tonic for Margrethe III?

Strong as an abyss consciousness, he would not do such a stupid thing.

Margaret III smirked triumphantly for a quarter of an hour, until he saw that there was no more abyssal creature in the abyss gate, and then he smiled and beckoned to Joe, who was standing aside and applauding: "Ho ho, Joe, you see, if you want to solve the problem, you still have to do it yourself." ”

"It's not a problem, it's not a solution...... If there is, then two! ”

Margrethe III was extremely proud.

Ascending to the Divine Spirit Realm with a completely sober and completely self-like posture has never been done in the history of the royal family of the Delun Empire!

In the past, there was no shortage of royal ancestors in the Delun Empire who had reached the peak of demigods and tried in vain to take that step.

But in the end, because of the confusion of consciousness, the split spirit, and some inexplicable external reasons, they were completely annihilated at the last moment of the promotion breakthrough.

Margrethe III ...... Since the founding of the Delun Empire, he is the only strong man in history who has successfully entered the realm of gods.

So, you can imagine his exclamation!

Jo followed Margaret III with a smile on her face, and loudly praised the greatness and extraordinariness of the old grandmother.

The downpour fell on the head and face again, and this time the rainstorm was mixed with hail the size of a thumb.

Blue-blue, stronger than a lead bullet, and a cold, frighteningly cold hail crashed down.

Joe caught a hailstone, and his face became more and more gloomy.

The hail fell from the air with the same force as the bullets of an old arquebus.

This kind of hail will kill people when it hits people!

As natural disasters continue, the lethality of these rainstorms and hailstorms will become more and more significant.

The soldiers on the front line are also growing in strength, they are protected by pillboxes, bunkers, helmets and armor, and these hailstones will not cause large casualties to the soldiers for the time being.

But ordinary people come across this hail......

It would be a horrific massacre!

Fortunately, the people of the empire within the scope of the natural disaster have already migrated to the provinces further north, either actively or passively...... However, the scope of natural disasters is also expanding......

"Your Majesty, can you ...... Kill the gods who are acting recklessly? Joe looked at Margaret III very seriously.

Promoted to the rank of god, Margaret III with the power of the hydra, those ordinary abyssal creatures can no longer cause much trouble...... As He said, it's just a matter of one bite or two.

Abyss consciousness...... Without these abyssal creatures, without the sacrifice of the blood sacrifice, he would not be able to cause more trouble for a while.

But the gods who returned from the Void ......

The natural disasters caused by their divine warfare......

This is the biggest crisis for all living beings in Medland today!

Because Margrethe III was successfully promoted to the Divine Spirit Realm, his appearance had been restored to the most perfect level of sixteen, seventeen, or eight.

He had a beautiful appearance, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his beautiful face.

He glanced at Joe and muttered angrily, "Damn, don't ask such expensive questions when I'm in a good mood...... The old things that came back from the Void......"

Margrethe III's pupils turned into broken golden vertical pupils.

He glanced deeply to the west and shook his head gently, "They...... Get closer to the origins of this world...... Or rather, they are the doppelgangers of the origin of this world...... I may be able to defeat them in a head-on battle. ”

After a moment of silence, Margrethe III sighed, "But I cannot destroy them, just as I cannot destroy all of Medland. ”

"With the passage of time, their strength is rapidly recovering...... And I, in the end, am just a newly-promoted god promoted by a mortal body! ”

Joe's face drooped.

That is, Margrethe III could not completely solve these ancient guys.

And these guys are recovering at a rapid pace.

This means that their power is growing stronger and that the damage they cause, whether intentional or unintentional, will cause enormous damage to Medelan.

The earth trembled slightly.

Joe and Margrethe III looked south at the same time.

Off the coast of Tulum Port, in the heart of the island of Casica, a huge mountain explodes.

This originally ordinary mountain, I don't know when, under the mountain, has hoarded a huge amount of magma and energy. At this moment, the whole mountain exploded, and a large magma crater with a diameter of more than 30 miles appeared, which was constantly spewing out high-temperature magma.

Even when the rain poured down, the magma ignited the vegetation on the island.

The ground was blazing with fire, and the sky was stormy......

The forces of water and fire collided with each other, and countless thunderbolts swam in the air with a dull loud sound.

Margrethe III raised her eyebrows and laughed: "Okay, we don't have to worry about the rebellion of the Catesica natives in the future...... They're dead! ”

Joe spread out his hands and looked helplessly at the island of Casica, which was flooded with water and fire.

"Poor Duke Ross, her family fiefdom is completely finished!" Joe muttered, "Fortunately, when the Empire counterattacked, the fleet brought all the garrisons on the island back to Tulun Harbor...... Otherwise, the loss this time ......"

Margrethe III nodded slowly: "If the garrison of Cassica is still on the island at the moment...... The pension is enough for my headache...... But now it's okay, those restless natives...... Hohoo! ”

Margrethe III stood motionless in mid-air, not in the slightest intention of going to the rescue.

Joe put his hands behind his back and looked at the island of Casica, which was ravaged by natural disasters in the distance, and thought about the grievances and hatreds he had with those indigenous families in Port Tulum since he was a child, and he also put away the trace of unbearability in his heart.

A figure pierced through the rain curtain and approached quickly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has important matters to consult with Your Highness."