How does it feel for a mortal to face an avatar of powerful divine power?

Just look at the armies of humans, orcs, half-orcs, and goblins on the walls and gates, who are now uncontrollably prostrate on the ground, unable to even stand.

Even the priest, who still maintained a firm faith in Bane, the god of tyranny, trembled uncontrollably.

Although they tried their best to resist this coercion from the hostile gods, it was of no avail in the face of the huge gap between humans and gods.

As for those mages and warlocks who are accustomed to selfishness, they are even more successful in the first place.

Tough head-on with a crazy god like Ciric, who is clearly out of his mind?

Are you kidding!

They don't want to die!

Many of the people who had vowed to live and die with the Bane Church were now no longer even visible.

There is no doubt that mortals are as humble and vulnerable as ants before the true gods.

The former even needs only one thought to wipe out all the lives within a radius of tens or even hundreds of kilometers!

This absolute disparity in power levels is not something that legendary magic and one or two artifacts can recoup at all.

Even Manson, the lord of Santil Fort and the supreme leader of the Santarin Society, is now hiding in his mage tower and does not dare to show his face, and at the same time, infinite admiration for Samast, the founder of the Worship of the Dragon, swells up in his heart.

Because he didn't understand how this crazy guy had the courage to take the initiative to attack the Lord of Dawn, Luoshanda, who possessed powerful divine powers, and even successfully injured the other party with the remaining silver fire.

Although Manson knew that the gods would not theoretically attack or even kill a mortal.

Even if the mortal speaks, debates, or even insults him.

Unless a mortal attacks the god first, the god will have a reasonable excuse to fight back.

Because the first move means that the gods are not confident in the teachings and philosophies they preach, it is equivalent to admitting that they cannot refute the other side in the debate, so they are angry and choose to use violent means to save face.

Look at how many years Loshanda has been mocked by the mortals of the main material world for destroying Samast and the army of the undead he controls, even though the gods of the Good Camp of Order have repaid him with intense contempt and contempt.

What's more, it wasn't his hand that made the first move, it was the dragon lich mount under Samast's crotch who spewed out a fiery breath first.

Generally speaking, if a god wants to kill someone who is annoying, the best way to do it is to let the believers and followers do it and give a small amount of help themselves.

Some evil gods also use demons or demons to act as thugs.

After all, this is the unspoken rule of the battle between the gods.

Otherwise, with the terrifying power they have, if they personally go down every day to slaughter the believers of the gods of the opposing camp, then in a few days, there will probably be no living people on the continent of Faerun.

Fortunately, the entire continent and even the planet under our feet will collapse and collapse.

In the same way, the Mother Earth goddess Roua and the god Io will certainly not allow this to happen.

Therefore, when facing the incarnation of gods, as long as you don't die, you generally don't have to worry too much about the threat to your life.

Even the most evil god would not attack a mortal when he descended into an incarnation, and that would make him appear to be very uncultivated and unstylish.

But now......

No one dares to bet on whether Dark Sun's current state of mind will keep his sanity and abide by these most basic rules.

"Furzol Chamberbury!"

Hirek's avatar calls out the name of the Elect of Bane, the god of tyranny.

As an extremely cautious and vengeful god, he will never forget how the "Tyrant of the Moon Sea" refused his solicitation in public, and how he organized forces in Santil Fort to fight against the infiltration and holy war launched by his followers.

It can be said that without Fourzor Chamberbury, Manthon alone would not have been able to hold on to the city.

Now, the Prince of Lies is going to prove his supremacy as the one true God of Torreel by turning this most diehard of the most diehard into a fanatic with the powerful and evil Sheric Sutra.

I have to say that his indescribable desire to perform and desire for revenge is simply a living villain's face.

You must know that although Zuo Si himself also has a strong sense of revenge, he only focuses on the result of revenge rather than the process.

But Ciric is the opposite, not only to show the result but also to show everyone the whole process.

Ogma, the god of knowledge, could not have been more apt in his description of "inferiority and arrogance".

There is no doubt that at this time, as the spiritual leader of Santilburg, Vozol Chamberry, certainly could not hide like Manson.

Otherwise, the people's faith in Bane will collapse in an instant.

Therefore, without even hesitating, he appeared directly above the city gate, releasing the divine power bestowed by the god of tyranny in his body, and raised the artifact [Tyrant's Eye Scepter], which had also received the blessing of Ben's blessing, in his hand, and responded loudly: "King of lies! I'm right here! With all the followers of the Great Lord of Darkness! We will never give in to you! ”

"Hahahaha! That's right! That's it! Remember the way you reject me now! It won't be long before you and the Bane behind you will all fall at my feet. ”

With a nervous laugh and crazy talk, Ciric suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

After a crisp sound, a huge platform suddenly rose from the ground and appeared outside the city of Santil like a pyramid.

It's very high!

The highest place is at least 50 meters away from the ground, which is far more than a 10-meter-high city wall, a 15-meter city tower and even a 20-meter arrow tower.

A woman in a skull mask walked briskly forward, prostrate on the ground and kissing the upper of Ciric's shoes, her face full of fanatical adoration, and the black book in her arms.

"The Great Sovereign Lord! Your humble servants are at your disposal. ”

"Go! Go to the top and show my greatness to these ignorant fools! Tell them that I am the only true God of the kingdom and the entire universe! ”

Ciric gave the order bluntly.

"As you wish!"

Without saying a word, the woman in the skull mask ascended the stairs to the tower, spreading out the Shirek Sutra on the shelves, and showing the words that seemed to be written in blood to all the soldiers on the walls of Santil Fort.

Especially to make sure that Bane's constituent, Four-Bell Chamberry, can see clearly.

Then she began to read aloud in that hysterical voice.

In the blink of an eye, a blinding green light bursts out from the pages, enveloping the entire city.

"Directly use the power of lies to forcibly convert the beliefs of all the people in a city?!"

Vermes' eyes widened, utterly shocked by Ciric's madness.

She couldn't believe that there could be such an arrogant god in this world, who dared to stand up and openly provoke the unspoken rules and bottom line of the battle between the gods.

Aren't you afraid of being besieged by a horde?

Looking at the intriguing reaction of the Purgatory Red Dragon, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and asked, "Do you know what the highest level of lies is?" ”

"What is it?"

Vermes asked very cooperatively.

"It's self-deception.

To put it simply, it is to convince yourself that these lies are true.

In this way, others can also be convinced.

So don't doubt the mental state of that madman in the distance.

He really thinks that he is the only true god in the kingdom, and he wants to kill all the other false gods. ”

Zuo Si gave a straightforward answer.

He believed, however, that Immansson and Fourzor Chamberbury must have been fully prepared and had shown the Ciric to all the faithful of Bann in the city.

In other words, this self-righteous performance of the Prince of Lies will inevitably turn into a joke and farce in the end.

Of course, in a way, this is also the traditional repertoire of the chaotic evil camp.

"Father, when are you going to do it?"

Nimidonna asked in a low voice, her eyes shining with an emerald green glow that symbolized nature and life.

It was not hard to see from the fleeting disgust that she did not like the god of extreme madness, chaos, evil, and cruelty at all.

Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Don't worry, let these two groups of people break the blood first."

I'm curious to see how the madman would react in a fit of annoyance when he realizes that the brainwashing artifact he created doesn't work at all.

In addition, it is also worth paying attention to whether the plan for the return of the Dark King, which was jointly planned by Fourzor Chamberbury and Manson, will be as successful as they imagined.

After all, this is the process of a powerful divine power returning from the world of death, and it is very valuable to study.

It will reveal to us the deepest and most essential secrets of the gods. ”

"I see."

Realizing that it would not be her turn to go to war for a while, Nimidonna immediately raised her hand to manipulate the natural energy, weaving a swing full of colorful flowers from vines, and then sat down gracefully and swayed slightly like a forest elf.

Several birds and animals seemed to be attracted by the energy, perched on her shoulders or feet, presenting a beautiful scene of life in harmony with nature.

Even the purgatory red dragon with the terrible scenery of Vermes next to it did not make the little animals feel frightened and frightened at all.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the result of the powerful divine power aura of the natural god servant completely covering Long Wei.

Although there was a hint of yearning in her eyes, Succubus Lori hesitated for a moment and decided to stay with her master, snuggling in her arms motionless, as delicate and beautiful as a doll.

But it's a pity that Atona's flattering performance didn't attract Zuo Si's attention at all.

The latter's attention was already entirely focused on Fort Santil in the distance, and the avatar of Shirek's arrival.

I saw that with the voice of the woman standing on the high platform getting higher and higher-pitched, and her mental state becoming more and more crazy, the entire "Shirek Sutra" was quickly read.

But when she closed the book and began to chant aloud words in praise of the Prince of Lies, only the brainwashed guys behind her responded.

The defenders on the walls, gates, and towers all looked like they were looking at fools, madmen, and psychopaths, and their faces were not fanatical in their beliefs, but in disgust.

Furzol Chamberbury sneered mercilessly: "That's it?

Is this the ultimate means you have prepared for me and the entire Fort of Santil?

A ridiculous burlesque?

It seems that you are still as superficial as before!

I don't know what true faith is!

Now, let me show you why so many mortals are willing to follow in his footsteps after the death of the great god of tyranny.

Because we fear the Dark Lord!

Be in awe of His power!

Believe in and live his philosophy!

Only dictatorship and tyranny can be the most efficient and make the world a better place!

But what about you?

What do you have under your command but these rabble, and those ignorant people who have been brainwashed by lies?

If one day you also decline or die, will these people continue to serve you?

Answer: Obviously no!

So to ask us to abandon our faith in Bane and serve you in favor of you is a pipe dream.

Santil Fort is the holy place of the Great Dark Lord!

Mortals here will never give in, let alone give up their faith! ”

It must be said that despite his insidious, cunning, evil, and almost pathological obsession with power, Fourzol Chamberbery was indeed very strong in his faith and never wavered from beginning to end.

Especially at a critical moment like this, even in the face of the incarnation of a hostile god, he did not flinch at all.

"Nope!

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It's impossible! How could you resist the power of the artifact! ”

Seeing that his well-planned performance ended in failure, Ciric suddenly began to let out an impotent rage like crazy.

I saw him fly directly onto the high platform, push aside the woman wearing a skull mask and possessing a very high priest rank, and retrieve the "Shirek Sutra" from his hands and turn it over again.

After making sure that the power above had not subsided or disappeared, he stared at the two eyes that burst out with terrifying light and asked, "What have you done?" ”

"Hehe, what gave you the illusion that I would answer this question?"

The corners of Furzor Chamberbery's mouth turned up slightly, and he let out a sneer.

"You're looking for death!"

Apparently furious, Ciric raised his hand to use his supernatural powers to kill the bastard who dared to lose face again and again, ignoring the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods.

As a powerful divine power that gathers all the priesthoods of the three gods of death, he has a series of "extraordinary divine powers" such as [Hand of Death], [Life Extraction], [Divine Power Impact], [Destruction Strike], [Life and Death], and so on.

In particular, [Hand of Death] and [Life and Death] are both transcendent divine powers that can only be possessed by mastering the "death" priesthood.

Their characteristic is that as long as the target is a mortal and there is no such thing as divine power, quasi-divine power, divinity and divine spark in the body, then no matter how high the professional level, basic attributes, and how many powerful legendary protective magic blessings they have blessed themselves, they will basically die in an instant.

This kind of gaping gap is the truest portrayal of the balance of power between mortals and gods, and it is also the motivation for countless powerful spellcasters to aspire to become gods.

However, just as the black divine power symbolizing death began to flash in Ciric's hand, another god also suddenly descended into an avatar.

He is no other god, but the heir to the self-proclaimed god of tyranny, and the son of Bane's god, who is currently maintained between weak and medium powers.

The main reason why this god with the appearance of a half-demon appeared was to protect his main source of faith in the mortal world.

Otherwise, if Shirek had come to the door and had not responded, and had watched the subjugation or destruction of Santil Fort, no one would have been willing to follow and believe in him in the future.

"Sivim? How dare you show up! ”

Ciric tilted his chin in surprise and looked very surprised.

"I command you to leave at once! This is not your place! ”

Siwim issued a warning in a loud voice.

Generally speaking, in order to avoid a head-on confrontation between the gods, both sides should take a step back at this time.

But the crazy Ciric didn't care about any of this, and after a shrill laugh, he rushed forward and attacked first.

Hewem had no choice but to fight.

As a result, the moment the two god avatars collided together, the terrifying divine power instantly tore apart the sky, the earth, and everything within a radius of thousands of kilometers.

Next Second......

Rumble!

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With a deafening bang and explosion, the terrifying blast of energy reduced the impregnable walls of Santil Fort to dust in an instant.

The defenders above were even dead, not even a bit of ashes left.

Seeing that their gods were already at war, the mad cultists who believed in Shirek also drew their weapons and shouted slogans, and launched an all-out assault on the unwilling to give in.

Since they numbered more than 8,000 men, they were far larger than the defenders of the city, so when they charged, they looked like roaring waves.

"Rush! Kill these heretics! ”

"For the Great Prince of Lies!"

"For the one true God who is supreme!"

"Kill all the living things in this city!"

"Use killing, blood, death, and corpses to make those who still believe in false gods understand that this is what will happen to them."

All of a sudden, the earth-shattering shouts filled the sky above Santil Fort.

Due to the large number of people and the loss of the protection of the city walls, the Santil Fort could not completely stop the enemy's attack, and could only fight fierce street battles with them in squadrons and squads.

These lunatics and psychopaths don't have any reason at all, they basically just kill what they see.

Countless civilians, the elderly, women and children who were hiding in the house were also dragged out of the house and disemboweled in an extremely ferocious and cruel way.

Internal organs, heads, stumps, severed arms......

Dark red plasma fills almost every corner of the streets.

Other victims had their intestines half ripped out and struggled to crawl on the ground while wailing in pain.

It is clear that the followers of Ciric are not here to conquer and occupy the city, but to destroy it completely.

In addition to this, the fire-like magic released during the battle quickly set the houses on fire and spread rapidly among the wooden buildings.

Blood and fire!

Fight & Kill!

Pain and death!

Although it was far from being a brutal bloody war in terms of scale, it was already quite bloody and terrifying for a war that took place among mortals on the main material plane.

The inhabitants of Santil Fort, who had long been accustomed to invading and bullying other countries and towns by themselves, tasted karma for the first time.

The chaos brought about by the war has also destroyed order and law.

Many nobles and wealthy merchants who liked to oppress slaves on weekdays were also killed by slaves who escaped from the chaos, and even suffered inhuman abuse and torture before they died.

And that's not all!

The slaves who were holding back the fire also snatched weapons and armor to arm themselves, and then engaged in destruction, arson, robbery, and rape in the city, venting all the anger accumulated in their hearts.

At this moment, the dark side of human nature is vividly reflected in this war.

In particular, the two god avatars who are fighting in the sky are both evil camps, so the divine power they unleash also affects the mortals below to some extent.

But none of them noticed that when all the followers of Ciric poured into the streets of the city, the sacrificial circles hidden under the buildings were activated.

Around the same time, Fourzol Chamberbury also issued an order to the churches everywhere to begin a grand festival in honor of Bane, the god of tyranny.

Standing on the top of the hill outside the city, Zuosi could clearly observe that all the unlucky people who died in battle, whether they were followers of Shirek or the inhabitants of Santil Castle, would be absorbed by the sacrificial circle and immediately thrown into the empty throne of the Dark Lord.

With every living soul thrown in, the throne erupts with a black-red flame.

As more and more souls are absorbed into it, it can be seen that Sivim, who has inherited some of the power and priesthood of the god of tyranny, begins to become extremely powerful.

From the very beginning, he was pressed and beaten by Ciric, and gradually became back and forth, and even showed a state of equal strength for a time.

Of course, it's not surprising if that's all there is to it.

After all, the combat power of a god cannot be simply calculated by using divine power and godhead level in many cases.

But the problem is that the stronger the strength becomes, the more wrong Shivim's mental state becomes.

The eyes often change between red and green, and the fighting style is dominated by dodging and defending, and then by aggressively aggressive.

When the sacrifice of souls and the pious prayers and calls of the churches from all over the continent of Faeron converged, a scene that shocked all the mortals and gods of the entire kingdom finally happened.

I saw that Sivim, who was still fighting with Ciric's incarnation a second ago, suddenly stopped all movements.

Before the former could react to what had happened, his body suddenly burst open without warning, releasing a terrifying cloud of green smoke.

Immediately after, a bald man with light green skin slowly walked out of it, raised his right hand wearing black iron gloves high, made a fist and made an announcement.

"Strife, hatred, tyranny, fear! I, the great Bane, is back! ”

Moment!

The whole world changes color!

Whether present or not, all mortals clearly saw this real vision.

Similarly, the enemies of the Dark Monarch, such as Thom, the god of courage, Tyr, the god of justice, Heim, the god of guards, and Loshanda, the lord of the dawn, have all cast close attention here.

There is no doubt that Bane's resurrection directly tore apart four important priesthoods in Ciric, causing him to fall into hysterical madness uncontrollably once again.

"Nope!

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No! No! No!

How dare you, lowly false god, steal what belongs to me?

I'm going to kill you!

Shredding you!

Decorate my throne with your bones! ”

It's a pity that before the Prince of Lies could attack, Bane summoned black lightning first, smashed it in the former's face with a bang, and sent it dozens of kilometers away, creating a river three or four meters deep out of thin air on the ground, extending to the Dragon's Crest Mountain Range in the north.

If the direction of this blow was Santil Fort, then the entire city would have been completely wiped out.

However, Ciric is obviously not such an easy person to give up, especially in an abnormal state of madness.

Just a minute later, he unleashed his divine power to appear directly behind Bane, intending to surprise the newly resurrected god of tyranny with his best backstab.

But the guy apparently forgot that the reason why he was able to kill gods in a turbulent year was not because of how good his stealth and backstabbing skills were, but because the gods walked in the weakest sage posture at that time.

This can be glimpsed from the fact that Haim, the only god of guards who has not been defeated in the mortal world, can easily kill the second-generation goddess of magic whose strength is only below the god Io.

So before the sword in his hand could be handed out, the Prince of Lies saw the hideous smile on Bane's face when he turned around.

"After so many years, I can't imagine that you, who have become a god, still haven't grown at all."

The voice has not fallen!

The god of tyranny raised his black-gloved fist and slammed it into Ciric's disgusting face.

Rumble!

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The sound of a violent air explosion immediately sounded in everyone's ears, and then the latter was seen falling from the sky like a meteor, hitting the ground with incredible speed and force, smashing into a bottomless crater with a radius of hundreds of meters.

There is no doubt that this is a battle between the gods.

There are not so many fancy techniques, and there are few dazzling and gorgeous arcane and divine arts, just a simple collision of divine power.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that neither of them has anything to do with magic-related priesthoods.

If you change to the goddess of magic, the god of mages, or the god of knowledge, the result may be different, but the essence will not change much.

And an attack like this, which is enough for mortals to be wiped out in an instant, is obviously nothing in front of a powerful divine power.

In a few moments, Ciric crawled out of the pit.

But this time, he obviously learned his lesson, and instead of rashly attacking, he revealed a hint of hatred and viciousness in his eyes.

Although this guy is crazy, he understands that with his current state, it is basically impossible to kill Bane, who is also a powerful divine power.

But just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a rush of danger coming from behind.

Next Second......

Rumble!

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A dazzling pillar of white light descended from the sky, directly enveloping the King of Lies.

The terrifying power sent it deep into the ground again in an instant.

Divine Shock?!

Ban looked up suddenly, just in time to see Zuo Si descending from the sky on the Red Dragon of Purgatory, and the scepter in his hand that emitted a blinding white light.

"I hope my attack didn't disturb you, Great Dark Lord."

Zuo Si touched his chest with one hand and owed slightly.

"You're Soth?"

Bane looked at the interesting young human in front of him with interest.

In fact, he had already regained consciousness and silently drew strength from his Son of God to wait for the best time to be resurrected, so he knew a little about what had happened in the Faren Continent in recent years.

Whether it's the special status of the Left-Minded Mage, the audacity of summoning the Ozarzi Titans in the Abyss, or the potential for the perfect tyrant in the ruling area, the god of tyranny is full of interest.

Especially the merciless attack just now, which made Bane realize that today's big drama didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined.

Zuo Si nodded lightly: "Yes, it's me." Even though it's the first time we've met, and we don't have the most basic understanding and trust in each other, I think we can agree on how to deal with Ciric, don't we? ”

When Bane heard this, he immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! You're right. Whoever it is, as long as he's willing to work together against Ciric, I'm more than welcome. Also, the weapon in your hand seems to be interesting, it is transformed into a divine power shock by absorbing the power of faith, right? ”

"Well, that's right. This thing is one of the few things in my possession that can really hurt the gods, and I once had the honor of destroying the embodiment of Shar, the goddess of the night. But I just don't know how effective the battle incarnation of powerful divine power is. ”

Just as Zuo Si was speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, handing over the long sword in his hand at a speed that the naked eye could not catch at all.

And the position of the stab is enough to kill the back of the heart with a single blow.

But just as he was about to succeed, a dazzling green light fell from the sky, followed by Nimidona, the god of nature, who appeared out of thin air, wielding the blade of life in his hand to block the backstab.

Clang!

Blinding golden and green sparks suddenly scattered and flew in all directions.

This time, the contest between divine power and quasi-divine power ended in an equal draw.

Nimidonna not only managed to prevent Ciric's sneak attack, but also forced him back more than ten meters away.

"Blazing Divine Servant?!"

The Prince of Lies' childlike hole suddenly enlarged, clearly expressing the unrest in his heart.

Because he knew that the number of such creatures that could rival and rival the gods was very rare, and they were almost exclusively loyal to the most powerful gods, such as the elven god Corellon, the god of justice, Tyr, and the platinum dragon god Bahamut.

If the Blazing Celestial Acolyte is here, it means that there may be some unknown conspiracy and alliance against him behind it.

"Hello, Shirek, Prince of Lies.

After all, it shouldn't be the first time we've met.

Last time at the meeting of the gods, you caused me a lot of trouble.

Do you know why I never retaliated in substance? ”

Zuo Si had an unsettling smile on his face, as if he was talking to an ordinary person, not an incarnation of a powerful divine power that had fallen into madness.

"Are you waiting for the right moment?"

Ciric asked rhetorically in an uncertain tone.

"Bingou! That's right!

Because I know that the best way to deal with a-stirring stick like you is to see the opportunity to kill with a stick.

That's why I've carefully planned today's action.

Now that Bane, the god of tyranny, has been resurrected, it's time for a new god of death to take the stage.

Look, today I'm going to tear off all those priesthoods from you one by one, so that you can have a good taste of falling from heaven to hell.

Do you want to be the only true God on earth?

But I'm going to make you a god's shame! ”

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si sent a signal to Jaeger in the Hazy Realm.

In less than half a minute, Ciric began to feel that the priesthood of death and divine power were leaving him, and the feeling of weakness that followed was almost exactly the same as the one that Bane had taken the other four priesthoods when he was resurrected.

And it's not just the priesthood of death itself!

The other associated priesthoods are also rapidly losing control, and some of the priesthoods of death and murder have also returned to the throne of Baal under the influence of strong suction.

Jayger!

The ancient god of death!

Ciric's mind instantly thought of the only person behind all of this, and he also remembered the cold, contemptuous look in his eyes.

Soon, the madman, who thought he was the only true God, was once again in an impotent rage.

"Ahhh

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！ Jayger!

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！ I swear I will make you pay for this betrayal! The price is terrible! ”

"Betrayal?

It's a shame that you can say it.

As the Grim Reaper, have you ever fulfilled your duty one day?

Do you know that the Hazy Realm, which is the underworld, has become so chaotic that it is up to the devil to maintain order?

Do you remember why Io, the god of the gods, knocked the gods down to the mortal world and walked in the form of a saint?

Because many of them have not fulfilled their duties well!

So it was only natural for Jeeg to strip you of the priesthood associated with death.

Moreover, your arrogant audacity to claim that you are the only true god and that the rest of the gods are false gods has seriously violated the bottom line of the gods.

Next, you will face the wrath and judgment of all the gods! ”

Zuo Si let out a mocking sneer mercilessly.

As he spoke, the illusion of a handsome young man holding the throne high appeared in front of all the gods and mortals in the entire Faren Continent.

The third generation of the Grim Reaper, Cranvo, has finally ascended to the throne.

And he barely did any stopping, immediately fulfilling the agreement that Jaeger had reached with Zuo Si, and also descended an avatar, staring at Ciric, who had already formed a grudge when he was still a mortal.

Cranvo's ascension to the throne of death is naturally impossible to hide from the goddess of magic.

In less than a minute, midnight also descended the incarnation.

She was joined by Ogmar, the god of knowledge, Azus, the god of mages, Tyr, the god of justice, Inmat, the god of suffering, Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, Tampas, the goddess of war, the goddess of wealth, the goddess of gold, the god of craftsmen, Gunde, and many others.

Some of them had already reached an offensive and defensive alliance with Zuo Si to come to help, and some of them were not used to Ciric's crazy behavior and came to denounce and judge him together.

Anyway, beating the water dogs is something that not only mortals like to do, but also gods.

After all, Ciric has not done many annoying things since he became a god.

And he doesn't bother to make an alliance with any god, not even a decent ally.

In short, even in the face of extreme mental and mental instability, the Prince of Lies vaguely sensed that his situation seemed to be a little unpleasant.

At the same time, on the other side, the succubus Lori had already rushed into the battlefield at the behest of Zuo Si to steal the two sacred books of "Ciric Sutra" and "Ciric True Biography", and put them in the backpack he carried with him to ensure that they would not fall into the hands of others.

Once this was done, Atona began to weave through the streets of Santil Fort, wielding a decapitating greatsword to slaughter Shirek's mad followers, draining them of their life force and magic in the process.

Due to his relatively small size and the ability to cast many types of spells and divine spells, no one noticed that this seemingly inconspicuous little guy had quietly killed hundreds of living people.

Also released to do things wantonly is the purgatory red dragon Vermes.

Not only did this guy kill people, set fires, and destroy buildings and streets, but he also looted everything of value.

But if the natives of Santil Fort dared to express their opinions, she turned around and squirted a breath of purgatory dragon breath.

It didn't take long to collect treasures, artworks, and various magical items, equipment, and scrolls worth millions of gold coins.

Even the worthless copper plates were melted into lumps of copper ingots.

What does it mean to scrape the ground?

Just look at what Vermes is doing right now.

There was no third person in the entire Fort, except for Manson and Furzol Chamberbury, who could threaten her.

As an inner ghost, Xi Manmeng also thought that this purgatory red dragon was sent by Zuo Si, not only did he not have the slightest intention of stopping it, but he also secretly contacted it and marked all the places in the city where a large number of possessions might be stored.

So much so that the efficiency of the Vilmes robbery is frighteningly high, and it is basically a catch.

"Cranvo, you...... Do you remember me? ”

After being silent for a long time, Midnight took the lead in expressing his extremely complex emotions to his former lover.

There are joys and joys, but there are also worries that cannot be put into words.

She didn't even know what she was like in the eyes of the other party.

Because the Grim Reaper is not the same as other gods, there is generally a kind of indifference that rejects people from thousands of miles away.

"Of course I do. I'm glad to see you again. But fate is really impermanent, I can't imagine that the partners who had adventures together at the beginning would be reunited in this way. ”

As he spoke, there was a hint of remembrance in Cranvo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger and hatred.

And the object of this anger and hatred does not need to be asked?

It is the prince of lies surrounded by gods.

At this moment, he no longer had the madness he had before, but instead had a strong vigilance and vigilance.

Midnight was obviously aware of this, and echoed with a sneer: "You're right, it's indeed fate. But we seem to have an account with Ciric that needs to be settled, don't you think? ”

"I couldn't agree more!"

Cranvo used the divine power he had just acquired to instantly shape an artifact heavy sword.

"You two, can you count me if you don't mind? Although, to a certain extent, we should be counted as enemies. But against Ciric, I think we can still make an alliance with each other for the time being. Bane, the god of tyranny, grinned and proposed.

"Count me in! I'd like to see how many pounds and taels there are for those who have the courage to claim to be the only true god in the world. ”

Tampas, the god of war, slowly drew his trademark black greatsword.

"And me!"

"Ciric's actions have crossed the red line! He must be judged by the gods! ”

"Agreed! Since he can't fulfill his priesthood properly! Then strip these priesthoods and give them to the gods who can fulfill them. ”

"I suggest that a meeting of the gods be convened immediately to deal with this matter."

"Let's get caught! The King of Lies! You're going to have to give us an account today, no matter what! ”

Under the manipulation of Zuo Si, Ciric unexpectedly enjoyed the treatment referred to by Qianfu.

Just look at that iron-blue face, you can see how bad his mood is now......