Dembala struggled in the metal storm, screaming in the sky, and the body made of the crystal core quickly decayed and withered like a withered flower.

From the very beginning, Ma Wei didn't have a good impression of Dembala, and the witch god cult who believed in him even used live babies to refine spirit puppets, such a cruel method was really shameful.

Although Yunia wants to kill Dembala to prevent future troubles, she does not have the ability to kill the gods now, and it is no problem to destroy Dambala's body, but she cannot stop Dembala's soul from escaping.

But this is enough, Dembala, who has lost his body again, will fall to the level of second awakening, and cannot pose a threat to the Church of Truth, nor can he be Ttilde's opponent.

In the underground research institute, Seakula, whose magic power was almost exhausted, leaned against the wall to gasp, saw a scene in the sky, laughed a few times, and then spat on the ground: "You deserve it!" ”

"He's so pitiful."

Lukka came to Seakula with a harp and watched Dambala collapse in a metal storm: "A god of faith who has lived for tens of thousands of years has been rejected by all people, and it is a failure. ”

"In the past, he may have been a god revered by tens of thousands of people, and he may have fulfilled the duty of believing in God, but now he has long forgotten his heart."

Seecula said disdainfully, "He no longer fights for believers, but for himself!" Selfish God! ”

"You're fighting for the believers?"

"Of course!"

"Then why do you want to squeeze the spirituality of believers? You know that squeezing too much spirituality will cause irreversible damage to the soul and reduce the life span of believers, but if you still do this, are believers just tools in your eyes? ”

"I didn't think much of it." Seakula propped up the ground with the holy sword and struggled to get up: "I am different from you, I don't think all day long, and I can't do it perfectly, the duty of the god of judgment is to patronize the god and punish the evil, Nereida needs me, so I came." ”

"Good dog."

"Are you praising me for my loyalty?"

"I'm scolding you, it's a swear word that the priest taught me."

Lukka opened his mouth, feeling that Secula couldn't get his point, so he had to change the subject: "The duty to believe in God is not as simple as you think, if everyone is as lazy to think as you are, the world will be chaotic." ”

"You haven't stopped thinking, have you? So I don't have to think about it, it's as simple as that, I choose Nereida, and I'll do what He commands. ”

"Did you know that Nereida is related to Asis?"

"I didn't know before, but now I know."

Luka's eyes lit up: "Then you are still willing to help him?" He has something to do with the old gods! ”

A strange look mixed with doubt came to him, and Seekula said, "Isn't the Church of Truth related to the Old Gods? ”

“.”

There is no way to refute it.

If you really want to talk about connection, the Church of Truth has no less connection with the ancient gods than the Apocalypse Divine System.

It's a fact.

"So everybody's the same thing." Seakula was expressionless: "Why should you think about these things that make you miserable? Responsibilities, obligations, expectations. You've been hung by these things. ”

"We are gods! Belief in a god that is different from the old gods! Lukka rebuked: "Our strength comes from the trust of believers!" How can we ignore their suffering? ”

"But you don't have the power to change the status quo, and that's where the pain comes from."

Seecura's words made Luca stunned.

"I also don't have the ability to change the status quo, so I don't think about the things that make me miserable, I just follow the big people who can change the status quo and let them carry my responsibilities, obligations and expectations."

Looking down at the Judgment Sword in his hand, Seekula slowly raised it and pointed it at the sky: "It's been thousands of years, if I can't see Nereida clearly in thousands of years, then what is the point of my existence?" I will either respond to the expectations of believers and fulfill my responsibilities, or I will be so sinful that I will never recover. ”

Watching his movements, Luka's face changed, and his fingers pressed the strings: "What are you going to do!" Put down the sword! ”

Seakula grinned,

"It's late."

Bang!

The sky was torn apart, and the huge reflection of the Kingdom of God appeared in the firelight, and in the gaze of countless eyes, it collided with the Kingdom of God of Yunia.

Both kingdoms of God collapsed in the impact, and the metal storm that devoured Dembala was also stagnant, seizing the opportunity, Dembala, who had only one head left, plunged headlong into the clouds and disappeared.

No one intercepted him, there was no point in intercepting him at this moment, the dambala who had lost his body was no longer a threat, compared to him, the sudden arrival of the kingdom of God was the key.

It is not so much the kingdom of God as it is like an inquisition court that is beyond imagination, and through the reflection, you can vaguely see the torture instruments placed inside.

"The kingdom of God in Seecula!"

Catching Tilde who had fallen from Dambala's shattered body, Wilde looked down at the orb of light emerging from his palm as he healed his wounds.

Countless threads of fate flew out of the ball of light, tangled and tangled together, and Wild's expression became solemn, because it was a sign of disordered fate.

He doesn't know what's going to happen next!

"Is Seecula crazy?!" Nander looked at the kingdom of God not far away in disbelief: "This is a suicide attack!" ”

Wilder couldn't answer his sister's doubts, he couldn't see what fate was going to, but someone guessed what Secula meant.

The tragic situation of Atlantis came before Mavi's eyes.

The scene of the collision of the kingdom of God is so similar to the destruction of Atlantis.

"He's coming."

As soon as the words fell, the ancient breath suddenly came, like a haze pressing on everyone's hearts, it was a fear that could not germinate the idea of resistance.

The giant hand descended again, and along the broken cracks of the kingdom of God, he reached into the land of truth, groping for the seeds of the alchemy divine tree.

Alan felt the terrifying aura of the giant hand, the branches and leaves trembled, and his body quickly shrunk to become half a human height, pulling out the rhizome that went deep into the earth, and ran wildly with steps, trying to avoid the capture of the giant hand.

The giant hand seemed to have eyes, and it accurately grasped the fleeing Alan, and just as he was about to catch it, the sleeping leader of the Dryant Clan, Saka, woke up and gave an order to his descendants:

"Protect the Ancestors!"

For a moment, the whole forest came to life, and the long-dormant dryads moved their branches and twisted their bodies, and the trunks of the trees appeared with old and rugged faces, and they did not flinch, stretching out their branches, intertwining with each other to form a cover covering the sky, blocking the top of Alan's head.

Smack!

The canopy was slightly blocked, and it was torn by the giant hand, but the next second, more branches reached out and blocked the front.

Enraged, the giant hand grabbed the branches and dragged several dryads out of the dirt like weeds, ripping off their bodies and crushing their fruits, but no matter how much he killed, the dryads continued to fight for death.

The speed of the run became slower and slower, until it stopped, and Alan stood in place, watching the dryads who shouted about their ancestors die one after another, and a sudden burst of sadness erupted.

It has never felt that it is the ancestor of these group of treants, and has always refused to admit it, and even dislikes them for robbing itself of the sun, and it always bothers itself when it has nothing to do, it just wants to be quiet.

But when the catastrophe came, it thought that these tree spirits were so stupid that they could save themselves, but they had to be the moths that put out the fire, and died for an ancestor who didn't recognize them at all.

Is it worth it?

"Ancestors, go away, !!"

"I don't want to go."

Alan suddenly felt very bored, it has been a god since birth, admired by all people, and it looks very good, but there is always something dissatisfied.

Like what

Why is it a sunflower?

It hates its identity, why can't it be beautiful flowers like roses and lilies, but ugly things like sunflowers?

I wanted to change, so I wanted to fuse the seeds of the Alchemy Divine Tree, but in the end, I still couldn't become what I wanted, and it was still a sunflower.

There's no way, sunflowers are sunflowers, it's been so many years, what else can I do?

But just now, it suddenly understood.

Trees rarely live alone.

Where there are trees, it is often a forest.

That's why it has so many companions around it.

In the middle of a group of trees, sunflowers seem out of place, but from another perspective, sunflowers are always facing the sun, and sunlight is precisely the nutrients that trees need most.

Where sunflowers can grow, they will surely grow sturdy trees.

There's a reason why these dryads keep calling their ancestors!

This reason may seem far-fetched, but Alan used it to convince himself.

It does hate these dryads that stick to itself when it's okay, and always wants to keep a distance from them.

But you're going to bully them, no!

This is my little brother!

The figure swelled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Alan turned into a sunflower as tall as a mountain again, and her huge figure blocked the dryads.

The giant hand paused, as if he didn't expect Alan to give up on escaping, and then grabbed Alan's stalk, intending to uproot it.

The silver melon seeds shot like bullets, and the skin of the giant hand opened, and when there were no bullets, Ailan opened his leaves and pounced, and the flower beds that grew melon seeds were like open mouths, eating wildly.

"Sunflowers bite too!"

Seeing that the ancestors had fallen into the wind and were about to be unable to support it, the tree spirits dug their rhizomes into the soil one after another, stretched out their branches to bind Ailan's branches, and the green leaves were like cobwebs all over the earth, and they were fighting with the giant hands.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a metal storm swept in, enveloping the giant hand.

This is not the end, when Yunia flipped her hand, a Mithril longsword condensed in her palm, swinging and slashing towards the giant hand.

Syllable!

The long sword cut a huge wound, and the god's blood scattered all over the sky and fell into the dirt, and the giant hand suffered pain, but he still refused to let go of Alan.

"Be careful!!

Yunia couldn't turn around, she was knocked away by a huge force, and she flew far away before she could stop, and when she looked back, she saw that another giant hand had descended!

A giant hand was already difficult, but now it is both hands

Yunia raised her sword and slashed away, but saw the newly descending giant hand grab a handful of dirt, and in an instant, the earth reconstituted, turning into a trident that shimmered with cold light, and stabbed at her.

Bite!

Bite!

The sound of the sword and the trident colliding echoed in the night sky, Daniel couldn't help, he could only watch, and the good news was also there, since the two giant hands appeared, Levin's body no longer trembled, but regained its calm.

"Why hasn't he woken up yet? The injuries have healed! ”

Maria glanced at Levin and said, "He's faced with a choice, he needs time to think, and whether it's a monster or a friend you're familiar with, that's not necessarily." ”

Daniel was silent for a moment, then looked up at Yunia, who was fighting with the giant hand, and asked, "Why don't you help?" ”

"How can you help?"

"Defend against Asis! Isn't He your enemy? If it weren't for Him, you wouldn't be sealed! ”

"That makes sense, but we're demons." Maria smiled slyly, "The devil can't afford to make a profit, you let us help, we have to show the benefits." ”

"If you don't help, let Asis collect the Alchemy Divine Tree, what good will it do you!"

Daniel gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, when his body suddenly shook and looked at Maria in disbelief: "You want the teacher to summon Beryl?!" ”

Smiling, Maria was noncommittal.

Daniel grabbed his hair and said with a trembling voice, "You planned all this. You're framing us. You let Dembala appear early in order to force the goddess to intervene so that Seakula can continue her mission, so that the Church of Truth will have to turn to Belier for help! ”

"You're smart." Mary nodded and praised: "It's a pity that you can't predict the prophet, and you always know later." ”

"You have united against the Church of Truth! Count us! Daniel growled.

"Joint? We are not united with the Apocalypse. Maria covered her mouth and chuckled: "This is a tacit understanding, we know what Nereida wants to do, Nereida also knows what we will do, as for Dembala, he is a clown, everyone knows him." ”

Daniel sat on the grass, his face as dead as ashes.

Maybe Maria is right, this is just a tacit cooperation, everyone tacitly staged a good show in front of the Church of Truth, and the final result is probably that the seal of Belier is further lifted, and Neraida gets the future she wants to see, what about the Church of Truth?

The absence of such a great enemy as Dhambala also further unleashed the terrifying enemy of Belial.

What looks like a win-win-win situation is actually full of dangers.

What really disappointed Daniel was not the result, but that their every move was deliberately guided!

It's like having a big invisible hand that is flipping the scales of fate!

This feeling is very bad, very bad, as if no matter what you do, you can't get rid of the shackles of fate.

The feeling of suffocation came like a tidal wave.

"Hopeless? Despair was right, ever. I'm as desperate as you are. ”

Maria stared at the inseparable battle with the giant hand, but Alan was about to lose the situation, and said quietly: "There is a more desperate future for you, when you will feel that the sky has fallen, and everything you know has been overturned, and you will doubt yourself. ”

"Everything you cherish, everything you value will pass away, that's the real despair, the despair of not being able to breathe, the despair of not wanting to live!"

(End of chapter)