"Click-"

On the edge of the Shattered Gate of the World, countless small pitch-black cracks spread and spread, and even if the golden lightning continued to stop it, it could only stalemate, unable to close it.

At the top of the Wind God Tower, the chief councilor stood in front of the stage, looking at the son of the star who was dying in a coma on the stage, with an irrepressible smile on his face.

It's been more than a hundred years since he came to this world, and the chief councilor can't remember exactly how long it has been.

After so many casualties and so much effort, the time has finally come when the plan is about to succeed.

How could he not be happy?

The Chief Councillor raised his hand, and the magic of shadows and thunder intertwined in mid-air to form an intricate composite magic pattern, and then, the magic pattern landed, dissolving into the metal table beneath the body of the Star Child.

In an instant, the entire metal table was covered with dark purple lines, which were like small snakes with vitality, spreading to the surface of the Star's body and constantly wriggling.

Under the control of the magic, the body of the Child of the Star slowly levitated.

Streams of dark purple mana are based on the metal countertop, forming a hollowed-out ball of magic that encloses the Children of the Stars.

When the magic was lifted, the Child of the Star had awakened, but he could not make any movements.

Because, he was too badly injured.

Under the blessing of the chief councilor's last magic net, the punch that did not leave any power not only shattered the bones and internal organs of his body, but also penetrated deep into his soul, causing his magic core to be full of cracks, and he did not die on the spot.

Looking at the dark purple magic ball that surrounded him in front of him, the heart of the Star Child was unexpectedly calm.

What should be done and what can be done, he has done his best, and he is worthy of the "mission", but he ......

His eyes turned to look at the figure on the metal pillar in the distance that was pierced through the heart by a trident, and the eyes of the son of the star flashed with a complicated and sad look.

I'm sorry...... It's me who is dragging you down......

The dark purple light of the magic ball became brighter and brighter, and even the entire altar was reflected in a dark purple color.

The incomparable pain came from all over the body and soul, and the Son of the Star looked blank, as if he was not the one who was suffering enough to make a normal person scream, but the bulging blood vessels all over his body and the uncontrollable trembling body proved how intense the pain he was suffering at the moment.

In the expectant and joyful gaze of the Chief Councilor, drops of silver blood as bright as stars emerged from all over the body of the Children of the Star, and they coalesced together, and finally, condensed into a blood-silver teardrop-shaped gem.

Attracted by the invisible stance, the blood-silver teardrop-shaped gem flew into the palm of the chief councilor.

"Star Blood ......"

After taking a closer look at the incomparably magnificent Star Blood Crystal in his hand, the Chief Councilor raised his hand and pressed the Star Blood Crystal into his empty left heart.

"Ding—"

A soft roar, accompanied by a circle of transparent ripples that spread, countless dark purple chains extended from the inside of his body's flesh and blood, wrapping around the star blood crystals placed in his heart.

"Knock-knock!"

A blood-silver heart grew on the basis of crystals, and then, the flesh and blood of the left chest cavity that was transparent before and after the chief councilor healed, and unprecedented terrifying fluctuations rose from him.

"With the power of the bloodline of the third son of the wind god as the source, and the body left behind by the second son of the wind god, Lyme the Great, as the shell, this is enough to control the wind god tower and the mechanical tower!"

The Chief Councillor's eyes flashed with joy, then calmed down, and he raised his hands, a silver light appeared above his left hand, and above his right hand, a beating cyan arc of electricity.

The light of the two colors began to condense, condense, and re-condense, and finally, condensed into two imprints that exuded simplicity and mystical meaning.

They have the same appearance, shaped like outstretched wings, but the color is different, one silver and one blue.

The sigil flew from the Chief Councillor's hand and merged into the stacked Aeolus and Mechanical Towers at his feet.

"Shut up!"

A loud shout came from the mouth of the chief councilor.

At this moment, all living beings in the entire Winsted territory, whether they were professionals or not, whether they were human beings or not, trembled in their hearts, and then, the entire sky was completely darkened, and a blood-colored crescent moon appeared, hanging high in the sky.

"Click—"

A strong shaking sensation, as well as a burning stinging pain in his forehead, woke Leo from his coma. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what caught his eyes was a mechanical altar that began to appear in shadows.

After a brief pause, his mind returned to his mind, and he saw the withered figure slowly falling from mid-air on the silver-white platform not far away, the chief councilor in the two-color entwining of pure blue and brilliant silver, and the mechanical tower that gradually peeled off from the Fengshen Tower.

"Click!"

A roar of thunder came from the depths of the heavens, and with it, there was an incomparably huge golden lightning.

Lightning struck the 100,000-meter World Shattered Gate, reflecting the world into a golden sea of thunder.

After the dazzling light disappeared, the gate of the 100,000-meter world was still standing, and the golden arc that gradually escaped from its edge seemed to be roaring unwillingly, but it could only dissipate weakly after all.

Behind the shattered gate of the world, an indescribable majestic and noble existence, the figure is getting clearer and clearer, and in one minute at most, it will walk out!

Without the support of the Wind God Tower and the Mechanical Tower, it is no longer possible to prevent the Goddess from descending!

After countless years of planning, now it has finally come true, and the chief councillor let out a wild laugh:

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Finally...... Finally ......."

He turned his gaze to Leo, who had been nailed into the ancient rock pillar and awakened, and stepped out to Leo.

As the mechanical tower was stripped away, the altar faded back to its original form, desolate and deep.

With a "sting" sound, accompanied by the splash of blood, the trident was directly pulled out by the chief councilor, and he grabbed Leo's neck with one hand, suspended it in mid-air, and let a large stream of blood gush out of Leo's chest and flow to the ground:

"Otherworldly traveler, white-clothed sword master, Leo, to be honest, your appearance has brought too many accidents."

"The Parade of the Winds, the Scourge of the Black Death, the Corrupt Demon God, and my dear men, the Knights of Melting, have all fallen because of you."

"The sins you have committed, not even death will be enough to pay for them."

"I will drain your soul and send you into the deepest depths of eternal darkness, where you will endure the torments of endless years."

The Chief Councillor raised his left hand, and above his palm, a burning black flame appeared.

Unlike normal flames, this flame does not have a physical temperature in the normal sense, and even the most boring hay cannot be lit, but if a creature in the eternal darkness sees this flame, it will have a look of horror on its face that is even more terrifying than facing the light of the scorching sun.

"In eternal darkness, perish......

A hideous smile appeared on the chief councilor's face, and he pressed the abyssal sin in his hand into Leo's eyebrows.

"Wow—"

The next second the pitch-black flames entered his body, Leo turned into a large torch that swelled out.

The Chief Councillor let go of his hand, still falling from Leo's body to the ground.

The pitch-black beating flames, like the most evil monster in the world, opened their bloody mouths and devoured the humans covered in flames.

After seven seconds of waiting, the Chief Councillor raised his hand and made a motion in the direction of the pitch-black torch.

The Flame of Sin is a demonic fire that ignites in the deepest part of the Abyss, symbolizing the seven terrifying gods of original sin that existed in the depths of the Abyss many years ago.

It was an ancient god that existed before the Goddess of the Dark Moon and is now gone.

The number of seven represents the respect for the seven gods of original sin, and also represents the time it takes for the fire of sinful sin to extract and refine the souls of living beings intact and undamaged.

The soul that has been tempered by the fire of the abyss will be marked with the mark of the abyss, and will live forever and eternally

There is no way to escape from the abyss of evil, and can only endure inhuman torture in it endlessly.

Once the door of the broken world is truly opened, the goddess descends, and the two realms are connected, the eternal dark abyss will spread to the continent of Most, and at that time, Leo's soul will be sucked into the abyss.

Eternal life, eternal life, no escape!

But just as the Chief Councillor was making the action of ingesting, suddenly, his hand was lowered uncontrollably.

The pupils contracted sharply, and on the chief councilor's forehead, a pure cyan pattern with its wings spread slowly emerged, and the cyan pattern spread to every part of his body.

"It's ...... You...... How could it be ......?"

The Chief Councilor's eyes became uncertain, dark purple for a while, pure blue for a while, and the two colors kept changing, making the aura on his body unstable.

At this moment, the heart that grew out of the chief councilor's chest based on the blood of the stars throbbed violently, and the silver light filled the air.

On the platform in the distance, the Son of the Star trembled and stretched out his hand to make a virtual gesture in the direction of the Chief Councilor.

Next moment.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the Heart of the Star shattered, blasting a huge hole in the Chief Councilor's chest.

The damage caused by the explosion of the heart caused the dark purple color in the chief councilor's eyes to dim suddenly, and it was quickly occupied by pure blue.

At this moment, the chief councilor seemed to have changed into a different person, with a majestic temperament like a mountain, with eternal indifference.

He took one step and appeared in front of the stage where the Child of the Star was, silent.

"I'm sorry."

The cold voice made it unclear who this apology was addressed to.

As the words fell, he raised his hand and moved a little in front of him.

Invisible ripples rippled out, and the illusory mechanical tower reappeared, wanting to coincide with the Fengshen Tower again.

Once the Twin Towers merge, the level of invasion resistance will be turned on again.

"No!"

The dark purple in his eyes flashed, and the Chief Councilor let out a roar, regaining control of his body at the cost of his soul burning: "I will never allow this to happen!"

"Even if it's you, the third-generation wind god Lem!"

"Boom!"

The dark purple magic power rose into the sky, the illusory mechanical tower dispersed in the material realm, and the resistance to the invasion that was about to be activated was also closed, and there was a "click" explosion, and in the center of the broken door of the world, the tip of a finger slowly poked out.

"Hum—"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were pale, and the thunder surged, as if the world was crying.

At the top of the Aeolus Tower, a half-illusory soul stepped out of the barely visible stone pillar of the fresco.

It was a man in rough armor and a crown on his head, and as soon as he appeared, the entire ancient altar was lit with blue-gold flames, like the sun in the sky, descending on the earth.

The man glanced at the Chief Councillor, suspended in mid-air and covered in dark purple magic.

Just this glance made the chief councilor feel that his soul was about to be burned out. The dark purple magic on his body was extinguished, and his body fell uncontrollably from the sky, as if he had to bow down in front of this man, even if he was a god.

Fortunately, the man only glanced at the Chief Councillor faintly, and then turned his gaze to the huge fingers that protruded from the broken door of the world.

The man's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the giant finger and punched out.

In an instant, the dark clouds covering Winsted were torn open with a huge opening, and bright sunlight fell from them.

The fist collided with the fingers, and compared to the huge fingers, the man's body was as small as an ant, but it was the body of an ant that made the fingers as big as a mountain move to a halt.

The blue-gold streamer formed a delicate and complicated magic circle with a radius of 10,000 meters, and on the corners of the eight square formations of the magic circle, eight chains were extended, and at the same time they were wrapped around their fingers, making it impossible to move forward a bit.

The moment the chief councilor saw the man's soul body, his body and mind froze.

Just a glance

, he recognized the identity of the other party.

The second generation of the god of wind, according to legend, before inheriting the throne of the god of wind, he was called the head of the god of wind and the "god of war of the sun".

It was also with his own strength that he brought the disaster of the black death that ravaged the West Road back to the invincible existence sealed by the [Heavenly Abyss].

But wasn't He dead long ago? Why are there still souls?

The chief councillor couldn't figure it out.

He nervously watched the confrontation above, and gradually, his eyes gradually became feverish.

Because under his gaze, cracks are constantly appearing on the surface of the magic circle chain wrapped around the huge fingers, and at the same time, the soul body of the Burning Sun God of War is also like broken porcelain, with fine lines.

Even if it is the legendary God of the Sun War, it is still a matter of two things whether he is the opponent of the Dark Moon Goddess in his heyday, not to mention that he is only in a crippled soul body state at this moment.

The moment the circle broke, the Sun God of War would be scattered, and no one could stop the goddess from descending.

Although things have gone through many twists and turns, the final result has not deviated from the trajectory.

At this point, the only way to stop the goddess from descending was to activate the level of resistance to the invasion of the Anemo God Tower and the Mechanical Tower, but how could the Chief Councilor, who had dominated the body of the Anemo God for three generations, allow this to happen?

The Chief Councilor laughed wildly, "Three generations of wind gods, Lyme, now that your soul is so weak, how can you be my opponent?"

"Knock-knock!"

Suddenly, a violent heartbeat sounded into the ears of the chief councilor.

He subconsciously lowered his head.

Straight up to a pair of dark cyan pupils.

Cold, ruthless, bloodthirsty......

It was a gaze from the abyss of distortion.