(Today's course is full, the update is slightly shorter, and the day after tomorrow is a plus!) ）

Flapping its wings, the Perfector floated silently above the area of the royal city that had been reduced to ruins by the aftermath of its confrontation with the god of fear, unable to see anything too unusual.

But soon, a mutation occurred.

After the giant shadow of the god of fear was destroyed by the Perfectionist, the power of those gods of fear did not dissipate, and still covered the ground in the form of a black translucent realm.

And at this moment, those black realms began to converge towards the place where the Perfect One was, and as these forces continued to gather around the Perfect One, the black color changed into a completely dark black and lightless sphere in the overlap, gradually rolling the Perfect One in.

The perfect one, however, still did not make any movement, the white light naturally emitted from the surface of the body was suppressed, and the fearful entity, which represented the power of the god of fear, diffused around the perfect one.

The sprouts of fear that grow in the depths of the soul of the perfect, under the influence of these powers, grow slowly, spreading its roots to all corners of the will.

The emotion called fear spreads in the soul, and the powerful but too pure soul of the perfect one, in the process of fear spreads, is blackened and consumed.

Shadows appeared in various parts of the perfect person's body, in the corners of the eyes, behind the ears, between the gaps in the wings, the power of fear.

The god of fear can draw power from the fear of the soul, and the fear born in the unimaginably powerful soul of the perfect one can naturally provide great power to the god of fear, and at this time, the god of fear and the soul of the perfect person are connected through the medium of fear.

It should not be said that a connection was made, but there is no doubt that just now, the body of the god of fear in the material world, and even the consciousness, were washed away by the vast power of the Perfect.

At this moment, those who have gathered around the body of the perfect one on their own, impregnated with the soul of the perfect one, and poured out the remnants of the god of fear who nurtured the emotions of fear.

What is done is to use the growing fear in the soul of the perfect person as a seed, and to give birth to a new god of fear with the body of the perfect one's powerful divine remains.

Fear does not disperse, the gods do not die, this is the nature of the god of fear, until the fear in the soul is completely gone, this god will not die, not that it cannot be destroyed, but that he will be reborn again and again in fear, forever...

There were more and more shadows on the body, and a translucent phantom began to appear behind the perfect one, a deformed head with dense pupils, twisted and shriveled limbs, an uncoordinated and swollen body, and the giant shadow of the god of fear reappeared.

Nourished by the fears of the newborn soul of the Perfect, a new god of fear was born in it.

The giant shadow behind the Perfecter began to move, placing its arms on the shoulders of the Perfector's Divine Body, its deformed legs, crossing the waist and abdomen that clamped the Perfector's Body, and then bringing the big head with dense pupils next to the Perfecter's head.

Thin black threads protrude from the countless eyeballs of the god of fear, touch the flawless body of the perfect one, penetrate through the gaps in the ears, mouth, nostrils, and even pupils, and pour their power into the essentially ownerless body of the god.

The Perfectionist does not show any intention of resisting with strength, and when the emotion of fear appears in the deepest part of the Perfecter's soul, the holder of this divine body is not the Perfectionist in a sense.

The figure of the god of fear attached to the body of the god of the god behind the perfecter faded little by little, not because its power had disappeared, but because the god of fear had found a suitable god body for himself at this moment.

The Perfect, no, it should be said that it was the body of a god, closed his eyes, and after a short pause, opened them again, this time, the emotions in his pupils were no longer only indifferent, but an indescribable gloom, bottomless, difficult to see the light.

The surrounding "kingdom of God" began to shrink to the middle, and all the forces that had spread out before, expanding the sphere of influence of the god of fear, and collecting fear as nutrients, all returned at this moment, converging and infusing into the body of the god.

The area around the Intramuros Square was empty, and the power realm of the God of Dread vanished, but it was nothing to be happy about.

All the power of the God of Dread has been gathered into the body of the god, a body that contains a lot of power and only needs a manipulator to exert it, and the God of Dread has the simple reason for converging all the powers, completely dominating this body.

The form has not changed, the posture and appearance of the body of the god are still perfect and flawless, and the beauty makes people not perceive its danger at all, but at this moment, the existence that dominates this body has changed from a perfect person to a god of fear.

"It's fucking going to be the rhythm of the end."

Wang Yu bared his teeth, swear words spat out of his mouth, and the back hand left by the kingdom was solved like this?

"This is to send the body out together, this is not only killed but also strengthened by the god of fear, isn't it too bad."

The god of fear was destroyed, the perfect one was eroded, the god of fear was reborn in the soul of the perfect one, and the body of the god changed hands, all of this happened under the nose of Wang Yu, who was observing the battlefield.

He had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this scene, as well as helplessness, the fragment of the god of fear in the misty forest was constantly reborn through Avia's fear, until Avia fainted, and was destroyed by Wang Yu, a guy who "has no fear".

And now, Wang Yu can't do anything, it's good that he has no fear, but the fear in the souls of the residents of Wangcheng and the fear born in the consciousness of the perfectionist have made this newborn god of fear strong to a certain extent, Wang Yu passed, and in the blink of an eye, he could not die again.

With a move in his expression, Wang Yu noticed something that was rapidly approaching this side from the air.

"Boom..."A blazing fireball streaked across the sky, smashing at a parabolic angle towards the god of dread floating in the air, it was an attack from the magic circle of Stevenson School of Magic.

At the same time, a large number of reality stabilization spears fell from the sky, these expensive precious alchemy products that were mainly used against the Void were transported by the sky islands and airships to bomb as pure disposables, just like cheap alchemy bombs.

The Night's Blade and the Royal Praetorian Guard also began to appear between the gaps in the buildings and roads around the royal city.

"It's true, this thing has a physical body now, compared to the previous situation where it couldn't be hit and no attack had any effect, in a sense, it's not good news."

Wang Yu shook his head and jumped from the top of the bell tower, as always, no matter how bad the situation was, this guy still maintained a optimism.

"There's nothing for me to do now, go to Avia, that's all I can do, the rest, I can't mix with my current strength at all, it's a wise choice to evacuate as soon as possible."

Running between the buildings of the royal city that had not yet been destroyed, Wang Yu accelerated towards the dark shadow of the royal city, what could he do about the god of fear that no one could deal with, taking the girl and running was the right answer.

……

"Let me out, I don't know what you're trying to hide from me, but you should know that there is no point in hiding it now, it's obvious that you, the royal family, are playing away."

Ziggy said coldly, staring at the front of him with a slightly nervous expression, but the excitement of witnessing the birth of something new still dominated most of Rudolph.

"......, you're right, the results of the research institute's calculations have deviated from the original track, if you can do something, do something, the royal family's calculations have put themselves into the pit, if you can survive until Father Fang rushes back, probably the royal city will still be saved, if you can't do it, I guess it's too late to escape now."

Rudolph was silent for two seconds, and without further ado, he unlocked the ban on the room.

Ziggy slammed the door with a punch and rushed out, trying to make sure Noelle was doing and what he had to do.

……

Edward was now at the headquarters of the Night Blade on the surface of the royal city, standing on the high observation platform and watching everything that happened in the center of the royal city, his face darkened and his expression was a little complicated.

"What that crazy woman said is actually true, the voyeur of the Ryder family, did she really see the scene at this moment?"

The "angel" that burst out of the ground recalls a part of Edward's memory that is so impressive, and that is what he said to Edward when he confronted Bernia Ryder, the initiator of the demonic invasion.

"The Lord of Fear will eventually come, and the angels of the abyss will not be able to stop it, so a little variability is needed."

Edward muttered this prophecy in his mouth, and at this moment, everything that happened in the square seemed to show that the woman they thought was crazy in the first place was actually correct.

"Damn..."

Slamming his fist on the wall next to him, Edward vented his unwillingness.

……

"Boom!"

In the square, the magic bombardment that fell from the sky, the reality stabilization spear that kept falling and exploding, and the attack methods that Wang Cheng could use were unreservedly vented on the body of the god of fear, and the fire and smoke of the explosion directly covered the figure of the god of fear.

"Shoot! Don't stop! ”

The Commander's roar rang out, and it was no longer between the members of the Night's Blade and the Royal Praetorian Guard, and all the soldiers who arrived around the square did everything they could to attack the god of dread in the middle in their own way.

The enchanted arrows fired from the alchemy bow and crossbow tore through the air, raining down like a torrent of rain under the bonus of numbers.

All kinds of official knights, the long-range attacks of the big knights, and the spells of the mages who accompany the team, do not stop pouring power for a moment.

They didn't know how powerful the god of fear was at this time, all they could do was to attack at all costs, and do their best to unleash their most powerful power to defend their royal city and their lives.

Attacks from all directions obscured the situation in the middle of the square, and no one dared to stop their movements, and no one could say that they had really hurt the god.

It is undeniable that this convergence has come to this, and the attacks from the major forces and different residents of the royal city are powerful enough, even if the legend is in the middle, they may not be able to survive, but all this is far from enough for the god of fear who has obtained the internal power of the god's body.

“……”

The god of fear, covered in countless attacks, let these attacks fall on his body, raised the art-like arm of the god's skeleton, opened his palm, and a black orb appeared in it, and then, clenched.

In an instant, the previously recovered "Kingdom of God" realm, with the God of Fear as the center, spread out at an incredible speed, encompassing everything around it, constantly expanding, and covering the entire royal city.

Wang Yu who was running, the Blade of the Night and the royal forbidden army who were constantly attacking, Edward who was standing on a high place and watching this, Charles who broke away from the void gap of the Marquis's mansion, Ziggy who had just confirmed that his sister was okay, Avia, who was sheltered by the power of the Night Lady, and other believers, at this moment, were all covered by the power of the God of Fear.

Half of the royal city was encompassed by a black hemispherical field in the blink of an eye.

"Whoa..."

When a member of the Night's Blade opened his eyes, he saw that everything around him was completely different, and he was falling from a faintly transparent sea to the bottom.

Below, there was nothing but endless darkness, and for some reason, when he looked down, endless fear began to grow in his heart.

Struggling as he struggled, he tried to reach the glimmering sea above him, but an invisible force dragged him and pulled him into the space below.

With his mouth wide open, he let out a silent scream of panic, a fear that could not be stopped by a strong will, and he did not want to fall, and he fell into the depths of the lightless sea, and some kind of root fear surrounded him.

There is nothing below, no monsters, nothing else, all that is left for him is endless whereabouts, eternal loneliness and cages, his consciousness cannot collapse, this eternal repetition of the whereabouts will be the place where the Great Terror is born.

Dead Sea.