Turned upside down.

Despite the deliberate planning of the battlefield to the edge of the Eastern Continent, the extraordinary power of the gods and angel kings still has a great impact on civilization. Golden rain of fire falling from the sky, surging tides of darkness, roaring undead, wildly proliferating forest vines, lightning storms and fires of war····· Visions tore apart prosperity and prosperity in an instant, shattered the orderly, and people had nowhere to escape in this apocalyptic vision, reciting in horror the names of the gods they believed in, but no one answered.

The gods were too busy to take care of themselves, and the great being who brought light, order, freedom, and prosperity to mankind was the source of the catastrophe, and he indifferently glanced at the ants who dared to disobey him, the shining sun fell a golden crown above his head, the rough sea lifted his steps, the white tower shining with the light of wisdom stood on his right side, and the dark red cross that had bound the righteous stood on his right side.

The outline of the cross, which symbolized the authority of the "hanged man" by way, suddenly lightened, as if it were about to melt into the air and cease to exist in the next second, and the sun god, perhaps more appropriately called God now, frowned imperceptibly, and the corners of his mouth curled up sarcastically, as if he had been bitten on the finger by a dead but not stiff worm.

It's Sasriel, who is helping the Entity maintain its sense of self and fight God for control of the body!

"Now!"

Vines, mushrooms, and ears of wheat rose from the ground, fixing the Creator into a fertile target and frantically squeezing his life force, tens of thousands of undead creatures and spiritual creatures followed it, wrapping the Creator in an impenetrable air with the breath of death, Badheil swung the Dusk Greatsword and fell from the right wing with a devastating slash, and the spear entwined with serpentine lightning was thrown from Leodro's hand, blooming with a more dazzling white light under the blessing of "God Says, Effective", and Medici plunged the Flame Greatsword into the ground, A fiery fiery rift snaked beneath the Creator, and a hundred-meter-tall pillar of magma erupted the moment all the attacks fell in front of God!

"I didn't expect even you to betray, my most loyal red angel."

A look of compassion fell into Medici's eyes through the gaps between the whistling undead and plants, and the familiar thick voice made his ice-hard face melt for a moment, and then a line of alertness exploded from his heart, "No, that guy is just a virtual personality!" ”

This "Creator" instantly dissipated into an illusion, while several other "Creator" figures flashed from all directions, some of them emitted a breath that shocked the soul, some descended the flames of the sun, some set off thousands of storms, and some spread spiritual plagues······ The united Rose of Redemption was suddenly divided!

This is the power of the old days!

Countless peeping eyes opened from the sky and scrutinized the battlefield, and a spear burst out of the air, piercing through the flames of the sun with an eternal killing intent, and stabbing straight into a ridge that had been crumbled down. The Creator's majestic form emerged in that direction, calmly staring at the near-transparent flood of information in the void. The abstract waters of the water, which cannot be described in any color, formed a barrier of flow in front of him, and the Spear of Eternity dissolved inch by inch under the erosion of the "Sea of Chaos", letting out a helpless hiss—and Ammanisis and Tolzner silently appeared behind the Creator, the blade of the scythe and the cursed scream coming at him!

In an instant, the rest of the Angel Kings had quickly recovered from the stiffness of the Psychic Shock and the uncontrollable tendencies of the Psychic Plague—or rather, they had returned to their pre-embattled state, and the figure of the Silver Serpent's Ouroboros flashed in midair. It should have been a laborious task for Ulorius to restart so many high presences, but the conquistador made the true gods and angels one with each other to a great extent, so the burden of Ulorius was also shared. Countless attacks pursued the direction of the Eternal Spear, directed at the all-knowing and all-powerful Creator!

Sharp whispers exploded from the mouth of the Creator, and the God who was fighting for control of this body was furious, these ants were more difficult than He had ever expected, and He was only one step away from being on top of the world again! Infinite shadows spread out from behind him, and countless pupils opened in them, staring maliciously at everything around them—taking advantage of the sneak attack of the goddess of the night and the god of spirits, the sea of chaos instantly closed and enveloped him like a cocoon.

God has long understood that the reason He has been haunted by these ants for so long is because the remnants of the old who stole His authority are thwarting His will, but it is only a matter of time before he takes control of this body, and then the ants will be crushed to dust! The gods and angels naturally understood what He wanted to do, lightning, frost, fire, the breath of death, the screams of xenomorphs, the erosion of darkness······ After the attacks of various avenues were dissolved by this essentia like a mud cow into the sea, Herabergan transformed into a mythical creature, his brass-colored eyes scanning the cocoon of the sea closely, but he never found any breakthrough.

"Will all this death and blood be in vain?"

Thoth's face became more and more grim, countless spiritual numbers and occult symbols rolled up in his eyes, and an illusory white stone axe gradually condensed and took shape in his hands, but in the end, there was still a lack of a sense of reality - after all, the higher the level of "mystery", the more difficult the process of "reappearance" became.

"Hey, don't rub it off, use the rest of the means!" Medici's voice came through telepathic communication.

"This magic involves the origin of the world, and even I can't fully grasp it." Thoth gritted his teeth, "Unless ......"

"What?"

"Add a fire, a fire to quench the blade."

"The sharpest blade is tempered by the fiercest fire, and I am the perfect fit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the incandescent flame light rose from his hand, and looking at the other party's determined eyes, Thoth said no more, and placed the illusory axe on the flames. As the tempering progressed, the temperature of the flame was lost, and the axe added the coldness of gold and iron, but it was not enough! The glow of the flames dimmed, and the axe reflected a terrifying chill, but it wasn't enough! The momentum of the flames weakened, and the axe accumulated a heavy weight...... Medici had suffered many wounds in the war, but he had never been so painful, he felt that his spirit was being sucked up by this axe, and he was about to become a depleted empty shell, but he could not give up, it was all for the Lord!

When he was exhausted, it was as if he saw a meteorite falling from the sky, a sandstorm that obscured the sky, and a flood that swallowed the earth...... All kinds of disasters roared and rushed, forming a crazy city.

As blood flowed out of Thoth's seven orifices, the groundbreaking stone axe reappeared in the world.

Badhaire picked up the stone axe that had fallen to the ground, roared and ran forward, and landed a groundbreaking slash at the cocooned sea of chaos—

God roared unwillingly.

The extraordinary power of each path followed like a torrential rain, and the body of the Creator slowly fell, and the blood turned into a sea of gold.