Murphy lay in the rubble, the blood he spat out had become viscous. He looked up weakly at the sky, hoping that he would hold out until the end. Murphy was completely immobile, and looked like a broken rag doll. He blinked as hard as he could, trying to bring clarity back to his blurred vision. At this moment, a face appeared out of thin air, obscuring the blue sky.

It was a pale-skinned man, so white that he could be mistaken for a drowned corpse. The man's eyes were pitch black and intimidatingly deep. He casually took a sword and said to Murphy, whose pupils were shrinking rapidly:

"Well, is it fun to get involved in the conflict of the gods? your persistence is worth nothing in the face of absolute power. But I still admire you, little priest. Haha, even for me, it's not easy to regain the feelings of the human era. You're the first person to let me relive this kind of admiration, and maybe I should reward you. ”

The man waved his hand nonchalantly and muttered something that looked like a prayer. Up to level 9 divine magic, the miracle technique takes effect immediately. Murphy could feel the abundant life force pouring out of his body, and the shattered bones were restored to their entirety, making gurgling noises one by one. But he still lay on the ground, shivering involuntarily. The man looked down at Murphy, raised his hand mischievously and said hello:

"Ah, don't be nervous, my people. Yes, I am Ciric, the true God you worship. To be honest, your prayers have been insincere, and I am very dissatisfied. But it's not a big deal, devout believers are everywhere, and the point is that you can do what they can't do. ”

With a sinister smile, Cirek crouched down and reached out to pat Murphy on the cheek. The cold fingertips nearly froze Murphy's thoughts. It took all his strength to grit his teeth. Asked in a voice bursting between his teeth:

"Why, why are you here? You can't come silently. Prince of Lies. Who have you deceived again, am I a pawn in your plan?"

"You're a ghost card. In the gambling game, unintentional bets are always the easiest to make a lot of money. ”

Ciric put his sword over his shoulder, spread his hands, and let out a laugh. He stood up with his head held high, pointed to Bahamut and Amundra, who were facing each other in the sky, and said:

"See, that's the perfect result. If it weren't for your intervention, forcing that platinum lizard to come early with great fanfare. Perhaps by the time Amundra realized it, things had become irreparable. In any case, it would be better to have fewer true gods descending on the main physical plane. ”

"Have there been many true gods?"

Even in the presence of the gods, Murphy has not lost the ability to think logically. He couldn't help admiring himself, and at the same time listened to Ciric laughing:

"yes, maybe three or four, maybe seven or eight? Ever since Io, the god of God, disappeared in the Final War, the gods have been free. Oh, don't look at me, I didn't come after the Battle of the End. ”

"You...... Isn't it an incarnation?"

Murphy asked a difficult question. He couldn't believe that the Shirek in front of him could be the true form of the gods. Avatars are nothing more than puppets created by the gods that can be used as costly consumables when necessary. The true body is the essence of the gods. When you die, so do the gods.

"You're talking too much, little priest. ”

Ciric tilted his head, mockingly raising the corners of his mouth. He pointed at the platinum dragon god Bahamut with his sword, and said indifferently:

"Let's change the subject, let's bet on which fool the victory belongs to. If you win, I'll make you a demigod. If you lose, just kill yourself and we'll clear it up. ”

"I ...... I think the knight will win. ”

Murphy didn't ask if he had the right to refuse the gamble. As a priest and a servant of God, he could not have done anything to disappoint Ciric. After hearing Murphy's answer, Ciric held his chin with interest and asked:

"Why? Isn't the Platinum Lizard a bigger chance of winning?"

"I want Him to lose, that's all. If He wins, all my sacrifices will be meaningless. ”

Murphy smiled helplessly and said in a calm and respectful tone. In fact, he knew that the one in front of him had long since lost control. From the moment Ciric appeared, everything went off track. As one of the most powerful deities, Ciric's influence was decisive. Perhaps he was the biggest obstacle in front of Ioham, Murphy couldn't help but guess.

At the same time, Bahamut entered into battle with Amundra. Compared to the huge dragons, the knights were as small as a few fireflies. But he still fearlessly rushed straight at the dragon with his spear, and the four-winged unicorn under his crotch also hissed without the slightest timidity.

The spear stabbed into the dragon's claws, and tiny sparks vanished in a flash, followed by a thunderous explosion that shook the earth.

The half-severed tip of the spear spun rapidly, and in an instant, it traveled a distance of several hundred meters and landed directly above the palace. A terrible sound of breaking through the air followed, and the main building of the palace shattered as if it had been hit by a giant hammer. Large boulders flew into the air, spun and fell several kilometers away. Even a salvo of a thousand ballistas could not replicate the damage caused by the tip of the half-volley.

Murphy was terrified, and cold sweat was dripping down his spine. He couldn't think of any spell or magic that could withstand the blow of Amundra's mounted spear. And since Bahamut can break the spear, then his power will never be under Amundra. If it weren't for the terrible roar of the dragon, and the blood mist could be seen from afar spewing from the tip of the dragon's claws, I am afraid that Bahamut would have been rated even higher than Amundra.

The knight and the dragon staggered, and then the dragon turned around, spewing lilac flames. The air near the flames boiled completely, and Amundra, who was wrapped in it, raised his left hand and summoned a translucent shield. The divine flames around him were immediately cut off by the invisible barrier, and the unicorn under his crotch spread its wings and soared unaffected.

"Try it, how many times can you resist!"

The breathtaking dragon roar sounded again, Murphy's first sight of an angry god. He watched as Bahamut flew nimblely, swerving in the middle of a high-speed sprint, biting Amundra tightly. The lilac flames were endless, enveloping Amundra and the four-winged unicorn at all times.

Before you know it, the entire city of Stormwind has become a hot furnace and has become a real hell on earth. Flames rose from all over the city and spread into an endless sea of fire. The army had broken down, and most of the citizens had taken refuge in their homes since before Bahamut arrived. Now they could only cry in despair, and they were charred in the waves of fire that swept through the city.

This is the power of the true God, and it is only when it is affected that a city is destroyed. A sense of powerlessness welled up in Murphy's heart, and he didn't dare to expect Amundra to become a knight of the dragon slayer. At that moment, Ciric suddenly let out a 'huh'. He threw his sword to the ground and squinted his eyes into the distance.

“...... Well, it looks like you've made the right bet. ”

After a brief stare, Ciric shrugged in displeasure. Murphy followed his gaze, his cheeks twitching involuntarily. Another spatial rift quietly opened, and two figures walked out of it. They were visibly suspended in the air, but they walked as if they were stepping on the ground. It was two men, one of them tall and mighty, dressed in bright yellow mage robes, with silver hair fluttering in the wind, and a hard-lined face that didn't look angry. The second man was covered in pitch-black and shiny bones, and there was a pinpoint-like red glow in his hollow eye sockets, which turned out to be a lich.

"You called us here for this, we've been cheated by you, Amundra. There's no fun in slaying dragons, even if it's a dragon with divinity. This is Bahamut, right? Eoham can tease him, and you can't solve it?"

The man in the mage's robe frowned and complained loudly. The lich tugged at his sleeve and whispered:

"No matter how you say it, you're a god, you'll die if you're polite, Fernando? I know you're invincible with your iron fist, right? ”

", Will!"

Fernando was furious, and the air around him suddenly stirred, twisting into a rippling shape and spreading in all directions. Will the Lich sprang away as if he had been burned by something. He angrily pointed his finger at Fernando, but did not speak.

In the distance, Amundra lifted her mask and showed a nerve-wracking expression. He stared at the two uninvited guests and said as if he had a headache:

"I haven't seen you for decades, but you are getting younger and younger. Black Sun City is such a great place to retire, maybe I should settle there too?"

"Oh, just come on, Lady Black Sun will be pleased. ”

Fernando dressed carefully and bowed like a courteous butler. He ignored Amundra, whose face began to darken, and said to himself:

"Anyway, my daughters are married, so there's nothing to worry about. If you're willing, when this is over today, let's go into the bottomless abyss together. Have an afternoon tea with the Lord of Twins, and everyone will negotiate with sincerity. If it really doesn't make sense, it doesn't hurt to be in the dark. Veronica's soul should have been retrieved a long time ago, and putting her body there as a Black Sun Lady is not a matter after all. ”

"If your son-in-law is willing to lead the team, it will be foolproof. ”

Amundra nodded, her face serious, but she couldn't hide the mockery that came out of her eyes. Fernando's face became distorted and hideous in half a second, as if it had been scarred. He took a half-step forward and made a motion that wanted to choke someone's neck. As a result, there was a crackling sound from the place where he was stepped on, and the space shattered, revealing a small piece of void. (To be continued......)