Apollo died completely.

Whether it is the heavenly realm, the lower realm, or the dungeon, his existence has completely disappeared.

Although using that all-powerful divine power, his immortal nature is very similar to Roland, but compared to the many gods in the heavenly realm, he is not the darling of the world after all, and under the special attack of the anti-Messianic power, he is completely out of this game called the Nether.

"These gods are indeed in trouble."

Sensing his loot, Roland also sighed a little.

The shell of the spell has been completely shattered, and the twelve kinds of divine power are mixed freely, although the strength is different, but after all, there is still a lack of weakness, and there is no need to be afraid of the potion in the qi magic that is specifically aimed at this kind of external force.

But what made Roland more pleased than this was another thing.

"Fire Demonic Aura, Resurrection!"

With divine power as firewood, the demonic energy can be regarded as a wave of blood, Roland feels that he can wipe out the distant Olari just by raising his hand, and in the case of the original island country, he can make that area ignite a flame that cannot be extinguished for months, until the earthquake and flood tear it apart.

Of course, the most is the remaining divine power, the energy burst out of Apollo's complete sacrifice of his life in this world is too majestic, and those who are absorbed are still a lot of silent divine power in Roland's body.

Using them as motivation to drive his own personality and power, Roland even had the feeling that he could destroy the entire Nether in one go, or at least the surface of the Nether.

"Now, aside from the Six Beasts who are the second person, am I weak or strong compared to the original Holy Lord?"

From this point of view, the gods of the Earth Error World are much higher than Roland imagined, at least they are very powerful when they are burned with firewood.

Roland raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but even Thousand Wisdom could not give an answer, the Holy Lord had long forgotten a lot about his former glory, and his way of recovery was completely beyond the experience that Thousand Wisdom could refer to.

He pondered for a moment, not thinking about it again, but floating quietly in the air, enjoying the silence of the night sky again.

However, it is a pity that there are no traces of wind and clouds around, and as far as the scenery is concerned, it is indeed a little lacking.

While devouring Apollo's divine power, the two followed the traction light from the heavenly realm, and as the two fought, there was nothing superfluous left in this piece of sky under the terrifying energy bombardment.

At this moment, an invisible shadow clinged to him, carrying the news that someone in the Tower of Babel was already approaching the devastated territory below.

Roland raised his head and looked at the brightly lit Tower of Babel in the distance, and there was no surprise, the explosion of divine power when Apollo fought with him was too obvious.

Even though the battlefield between the two was later transferred to the air, in the process, Roland used his true body to burst out his power and fight against the aftermath of Apollo's divine power, which still directly wiped out the center of the destroyed forest under his feet, and evaporated, leaving a crater with a diameter of about 5 kilometers in the past.

He shook his head, and the figure disappeared completely under the darkness of the night.

By the time Roland returned to the Tower of Babel, it was even more lively than during the day, after all, it was difficult to even fall asleep in that kind of movement.

Moreover, in the face of such explosive news, even the gods could not stay asleep.

"Roland-kun!"

Hestia, who had woken up from her sleep, walked through the hall in a hurry, blocking Roland who was drinking tea.

"Something is wrong!"

She had undisguised schadenfreude on her face.

"Did you see the movement outside? It was the fluctuation of the gods using their divine power to return to the heavenly realm, and there was a feeling of annoyance and anger, under normal circumstances, even if they were killed by zombies, the wandering gods would not be like this. ”

"Eighty percent of the dead were Apollo guys!"

The thought of this made Hestia smile.

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked at Roland suspiciously.

"Eh, I always feel that today's Roland Jun is a little different."

Obviously, there is no change in appearance, but compared to the depth and gentleness that seems to be hidden before, the current Roland gives people a sense of eternal dignity, just looking at Roland, the brilliance in Hestia's eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's just because of something I've been through today."

Roland smiled, and didn't explain anything, the strength he had before, the seemingly strong body compared to his personality, was like lying in the ICU, and now, at the very least, it was also a sub-healthy state, and the difference in mastering the strength would naturally bring about a change in the spirit and spirit.

"I see, from this point of view, that Apollo guy has done something good."

"It can't be all like that."

Roland shook his head and said nothing more.

The divine power of the spell has been liberated, and the demonic energy of fire has become much stronger after being supplied with firewood, but that huge divine power, although it is a reliable backup energy source, is still a time bomb and cannot be taken lightly.

Moreover, the most critical problem is that Roland, who was about to find the balance between yin and yang, had increased a lot of difficulty in controlling his power with his own mind.

For the strategy of the pact spirit on the fifty-ninth floor, as well as the unknown pact spirit hidden behind the virus queen, it must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Looking at Roland, whose face was as usual, Hestia didn't ask much.

She knew that Roland had many secrets, whether it was the terrifying potential or the strange powers, they were very different from what she knew.

However, Hestia, who regards her family as family, will never take the initiative to find out Roland's secrets, not to mention that Roland is now more important to her than anything.

Hestia sat opposite Roland, lying on the table, and after supporting the weight on his chest, he said slowly.

"But is it okay not to participate in the survey? In case of a twist and turn in this matter, the Great Expedition may be postponed again. ”

But in the face of this question, Roland gave a firm answer.

"No, on the contrary, the guild will only allow me to launch expeditions at a faster pace."

With the recovery of the state, Roland's understanding of the world's vision has also greatly improved, and he can clearly see that the current Tower of Babel has a huge divine power like a lid emanating out, covering the entire Oralie, suppressing the will of the dungeon.

That god had been hidden in the guild before, so the guild was able to control the entire operation of Olari and mediate the conflicts between the clan and the gods.

This is the truth that after the so-called gods came into the world, the monsters in the dungeon no longer rushed to the outside world, and there have always been gods who have used their divine power to reach a bully with the dungeon like Roland's promise, preventing the monsters from rushing out of the surface.

Moreover, the nature of the dungeon is also very special, and it is well known that the dungeon is a living life, and Roland thought so at first.

But now it seems that although this statement cannot be miscalculated, it still has a great deviation, the life breath of the dungeon is very strong and weak, his will is roaring, but it is hindered by the seal, and in many cases, he can only act according to instinct.

If I had to use an analogy, it was the Holy Lord who was sealed into a statue.

Even as a statue, it can breathe fire, use the magic of the dark shadow imprisoned on its soul, and have the wisdom to communicate.

The dungeon is also very similar, but the form of expression is different, and even, this so-called dungeon is the image after it is sealed.

Roland even suspected that this seal was of the same nature as the Divine Commandments, which were valid throughout the Nether, but at a different level.

Combined with the ancient monsters generated by the other party, one is stronger than the other, and even has a special attack attribute that specifically neutralizes the divine power, plus the hatred of the gods, eighty percent of the dungeon is inseparable from the gods.

And even Hestia could see that the divine power that Apollo had burst out before his death had already taken on the meaning of venting his anger, and it was not difficult for the gods who knew the inside story better to detect the truth.

This is not the power that can burst out just by returning to the heavenly realm, it is the message left behind by a god after a desperate struggle.

Although they could not have imagined that Apollo had been completely erased, the fact that a god had fallen in the Nether and would take tens of thousands of years to revive was enough to terrify them.

This kind of achievement is a symbol of the wrath of the dungeon, something that only ancient monsters can do, and when they find that there are no monsters around, and there are only zombies and viruses everywhere, the gods will have no other choice but to eradicate the culprit.

After all, this is not like a war game, at most the account will be destroyed, at least it can be restarted, but a large-scale deletion and banning, for the gods who regard the Nether as a game, this is no longer the level of bad news, it can be called a bolt from the blue.

In reality, this kind of operation will be burned every minute, but the game of the Nether does not give the gods a chance to complain, and the only thing they can do is to quickly delete the bugs that caused all this, so that everything can return to normal.

In the face of a catastrophe like the zombie frenzy that involves the entire Nether Realm, most of the gods can still laugh and play as a large-scale event, but when it comes to themselves, they can't help but not take it seriously.

"Really?"

Hestia nodded ignorantly, and pondered seriously for a moment.

And at this time, looking at the opposite side of the hall, Roland's eyes lit up.

"Look, isn't this coming?"

At the entrance of the hall, a serious-looking Loki hurried over with Ace.

"It's not Finn, let Loki run the errands yourself, it seems that the guild has made some big moves."

Facing the smiling Roland, Loki just explained casually.

"Finn has gone to check on the situation outside the city, not to mention this, Sword Hero, the guild has entrusted me with a message to you."

Loki maintained a calm expression and said: "Tonight, the surviving people and adventurers of the entire Tower of Babel will begin to sort out the logistics supplies, and all the adventurers in the surviving clan will obey you as the absolute leader of this expedition, and you will be deployed, and a list will be sent later." ”

"All, including first-level adventurers?"

"That's right, even if it's our family's Eschar, or the fierce man of the Freya clan, they will be given your orders."

Loki muttered, but her tone sounded like it was about to ignite the air.

"These powers, which are more powerful than the gods, will officially belong to you from now on, and the guild has only one requirement for you."

"—Tomorrow, launch a great expedition to the dungeon."

(End of chapter)