Failure is not a good tradition, especially for non-gods who want to practice the idea of "greatness".

Under the leadership of legendary President Turns, the organization is always choosing the most suitable target and making the most careful consideration.

They have succeeded in doing so: they have subverted many sects of the physical plane, and have put some of the weaker gods into eternal sleep......

But they also suffered a number of failures.

In most cases, failure is not due to a lack of careful planning, but to variability in the course of action.

Perhaps it has something to do with plunging into the bottomless abyss, where the power of chaos is pervasive, and there are too many unexpected.

For example, a holy warrior who has no belief in gods-

"Wind of the Soul!"

A Tiflin warlock chanted a spell, and the powdered "Extinguishing Ember" in his hand rose in the wind and whistled down on Jensen.

This is a powder invented by some alchemists in the non-divine order of the gods, which can effectively hinder communication between mortals and their gods.

Generally speaking, the priest or paladin affected by it will have an immediate effect, unless it is a divine saint.

The "god slaves" who believe in the gods will soon find themselves unable to use the divine arts, and then they will fall into deep self-doubt.

However, Jensen, a paladin, was no longer the case.

Although the god of law he had worshipped had forsaken him, the great power of goodness still favored the holy warrior.

Even if he couldn't get a response from the God of Law, Jensen was still able to summon the power of the Divine Spirit.

"This paladin worships some abstract concept, not a specific deity...... He may not be our enemy!"

Most of the Tiflin Warlocks who came to the Acid Mist Canyon Plane were the elite of the non-god guild, and their knowledge was not shallow at all, and most of them realized the reason why the paladins were not affected by the "Spirit Quenching Wind".

It stands to reason that if it were at another time, they would stop immediately, and even pay proper respect and woo to Jensen.

Because the very existence of the holy warriors who "worship abstract concepts" proves that the gods are not irreplaceable, but an important proof of the idea that "gods are not gods".

It's a pity that now they are all on a secret mission, and the success or failure of this mission is related to the destruction of multiple gods.

So even if they felt a little sorry, they still wanted to kill Jensen. Coincidentally, the paladins had similar ideas to them.

"Chongshan: Streamer Blitz!"

Due to the fact that Jensen had previously hacked a Tieflin to death, the remaining Tieflin Warlocks continued to teleport at the call of their leader.

They thought that this would prevent them from being attacked again, but the paladins had a lot of experience in combat, and they had already figured out how to deal with it.

Placing himself in a package of positive energy, Jensen's high-speed figure blended into the streamer in the eyes of the Tieflin Warlocks.

Semi-Purgatory creatures' natural aversion to positive energy makes it even more difficult to see the rapid movements of the Paladin, and to catch their presence.

In this way, although their teleportation spells can be cast at will, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not appear in front of Jensen.

"Get out of this warehouse and expand the range of teleportation, or ......"

A certain Tieflin warlock reminded him angrily, but before he could finish his words, he himself fulfilled his suspicion.

Jensen flashed past him, and the Tiflin Warlock, who had just been shouting, could only let out a meaningless whimper because his head was separated.

Two Tieflin Warlocks were killed one after the other—in the same way—and the one that had been split in half before, and there were three non-Divine Order elites who had died at the hands of the Paladin's sword.

And the people who came to the Acid Mist Canyon to carry out the mission were only seven Tieflin Warlocks, and now they were half folded.

But the commander with some brains knew what choice to make at this moment, and the leader of the Tieflin Warlocks teleported to the corner of the warehouse, using the gang members who had been co-opted by the roadfighter as a "sword" card.

"Retreat!" he roared in purgatory, and if he didn't know that language, he thought he was going to organize some kind of counterattack.

Having received permission to retreat, the other three Tieflin magicians didn't want to stay long for a moment, and used their teleportation spell abilities to leave.

To make sure things went smoothly, the Tieflin leader stayed behind to "break the back" - he appeared in front of the road rage who was also hiding behind the crowd.

"Sinfanatic: Rage!"

Before the other party could react, the Tifflin leader pointed the cane on the boarman's forehead, channeling some special power into it.

Because of his defenselessness, Road Rage's mind instantly fell into a quagmire made of violent emotions, and he couldn't break free on his own.

"Resentment increases thy strength, and anger burns thy heart...... Kill that paladin of his, and you'll be able to regain peace!"

Evil whispers emerge from the depths of Road Lord's mind, and the Boar Man succumbs to this forged mission out of thin air, his eyes glazed red.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Being swayed by anger doesn't mean that Road Rage has lost all his wit, and he still remembers the "gift pack" that was originally reserved for the Tiflin Warlock.

He clenched his remaining palm into a fist and slammed it hard against the amulet hanging from his chest.

The sudden and violent explosion overturned the entire warehouse, and almost all the gang members were blown up into the sky in ignorance.

The boarman's hook claws grabbed the Tieflin leader, and the enraged road fighter used his body to fend off the shockwave.

And the holy warrior Jensen used the "Benevolence Protection" ability to use himself as a shield to save some of the remaining members of the adventure team.

Road Rage's hook claws let go, throwing away the stunned Tieflin leader, and looking at Jensen kneeling on the ground, "I said I would do it!"

Like a wild boar in heat, Road Tyrant's fat body leaned forward and desperately charged towards his target.

"Whoosh" ...... "pop"......

Out of nowhere, a hammer-like weapon spun and flew over, smashing the boarman's head into more than 10,000 pear blossoms.

Quis's figure crept into the air, and with a wave of his hand, the dragon-headed hammer returned to his palm.

Stepping on the leader of the Tieflin who had fainted, Quest kicked again to make up for the physical stun just to be on the safe side.

The explosion in the warehouse has already attracted a large number of demon guards, and those bone demons and barbed demons have put all the neighborhoods under martial law.

The house, which was originally an outbuilding of the warehouse, has also collapsed by this time, and the desert elves are busy clearing the ruins.

There was no way, the three Tieflin Warlocks who had just been captured had been buried under the rubble and rotten bricks at this time.