Chapter 264: The Journey of the Godslayer (Page 1/1)

Prometheus, the Land of Heresy, with the return of the primordial Godkiller Longinus, the League of Godkillers, the Sanctuary of Heretics, and the Gods of Nothingness no longer fear the threat from the gods.

All the confidence comes from the one in front of you, the original god killer, ancient and powerful, whose terrifying strength can almost easily kill a mid-rank god, while the other god killers are at most fighting to the death with a weak god.

In order to blame the death of the cruel girl who was the god of torture and murder under his hands, Caligula, the god of blood and killing, came to Prometheus with great momentum and came as a true god.

The true gods of the gods cannot enter any plane except the perfect god realm, and are subject to the upper limit of mystery, and can only enter in the form of projections and incarnations.

Except for the kingdom of God, the true gods can only freely enter and exit the dangerous astral plane, the Aether Sea.

However, since the Apocalypse God started the cosmic turmoil, the return of the era of 'All Worlds in One' has quietly changed the rules of the multiverse.

In addition to a few perfect gods, the numbered main plane and the main plane can also begin to accommodate the true bodies of the gods, and the same is true for Prometheus, Caligula does not need to be possessed to try to descend, but can be physically present.

In the past, Prometheus restricted the true god according to the rules of the plane and was able to divide one side, and when the rules were changed and the true god itself was no longer restricted, the heretics had to face the catastrophe of annihilation.

In this regard, the Godslayers, who foresaw this situation in advance, made a quick decision to resurrect the original Godslayer to lead the heresy, which must be said to be far-sighted.

The ancient god-killer Longinus, who once fought only for himself, has now been crowned the only god-killer king, the guardian of Prometheus, and the great teacher of heresy.

With three crowns and three glories, Longinus was no longer afraid of the challenge of any of the median gods when his combat power returned to seventy.

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"Despicable heretics, you dare to murder the noble gods!"

Caligula, the god of slaughter, came in person, dressed in blood-bronze armor to set off his heroic appearance, his short pale blonde hair stood up like a sharp spear, his blood-like eyes were frozen with anger, and 'cruel' and 'ruthless' had been written on his classical and handsome face.

Armed with a tomahawk, Caligula vowed to wash the land in blood, to avenge the loss of his dignity and the insults he had suffered.

His gaze remained on Louis, the Sun King, the abominable god-killer who desecrated his own incarnation when the War of the Apocalypse began.

The Sun King looked back at the Sun God without fear, but between the invisible battles under the divine power, the God Slayer had fallen into disadvantage, and the incarnation and essence of the true God were two completely unequal concepts.

It's just that, fortunately, it is not the Sun King who is responsible for the battle on the heretic side, but the strongest one.

At the moment when the true god descended, the edge of the sky suddenly fell into a blood-colored cloud, dragging a long dragon, and the dragon's head bit straight at Caligula, and a sharp whistling sound could be faintly heard inside the dragon's kiss.

Caligula's face changed, and he immediately swung his battle axe and met it with extraordinary divine power.

The moment the two sides collided with each other, a sea of blood phantom suddenly appeared behind the God of Killing, covering a hundred miles of land, rolling waves, layers of brushstrokes, and countless white bone corpses.

The skeleton of the mountain of corpses manifested its true image, but it was still struck in that strong roar, and the entire sea of blood was split in two, and the god of killing was knocked out in a roar, and crashed into a mountain peak with a roar.

In an instant, the entire mountain peak could not withstand the impact of the gods, and it lasted less than a few seconds before it shattered on the spot.

"God of Killing, you are presumptuous."

The faint words spoke of a domineering spirit that no one could ignore, and Langinus walked slowly, holding the sharpshooter diagonally in one hand, the tip of the spear touching the bottom, from far to near, cutting a slender and complete crack in the ground.

The expression of the god-killing king was indifferent, as if he was not facing a true god, but a cat and a dog who had come to spread the wilderness.

As soon as these words came out, Caligula's brain was instantly filled with anger and humiliation, and he tried his best to ask himself to calm down, but how could a noble god be humiliated by mortals.

Not to mention, for the arrogant and conceited Caligula, it was simply worse than killing him.

"The Godslayer!!

In the midst of the frenzy, the God of Slaughter had already rushed out of the rubble, and his intense anger drove him to deliver a fierce and powerful blow to the God Slayer King.

The divine power was attached to the battle axe, and the blood-colored axe light flew away, turning into nine shapes, attacking from nine different directions, up and down, and the retreat that Langinus could evacuate all became the deadliest ambush.

This is the [Killing Song] that Caligula is proud of.

The nine blood axe shadows fell at the same time, but Langinus just looked at it coldly, and in the next moment, the spear flipped over, the tip of the spear swept, and cut a brilliant cross in the sky, and the screaming energy almost covered the entire continent with this cross.

Between the flips, the nine axe shadows were instantly disillusioned, and Langkinus, who was holding the spear in one hand, seemed to be holding a living dragon, and he had already rushed to the god of killing between swaying left and right, and the tip of the spear was directly against the core of the god's body.

In a short moment's defeat, Caligula savored in horror, anger, jealousy, and fear, and all kinds of bitterness turned into a long whistle, and he was locked up regardless of the vital point, and the god of killing held the battle axe in both hands, and attacked the god killer again.

This madness of putting life and death aside has never been seen by other godslayers.

In this regard, Longinus finally showed a faint smile:

"Even if you want to attack me even if you die, I don't know if you should say that you are brave or stupid."

The spear was like a dragon, and a little red light fell into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, Caligula, who was maintaining a charging posture, felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then dragged himself with a strong force and galloped behind him.

In other words, the god of killing was pierced by the spear, pulled up in its entirety, and thrown into the sky.

This offensive is exactly the style of a gun.

Digging out a bloody heart from the God of Killing, Longinus swallowed it into his stomach and refined it on the spot.

When he ascended, the strength of this god-killing king rose by one point again, returning to seventy percent.

Looking at Caligula, who was thrown into a serious injury and dying, Longinus still said in his usual cold tone:

"I won't kill you, go back and tell your accomplices that Prometheus is no longer in your pocket!"

The king of gods, Langkinus, a man and a gun, officially shouldered the duties of guardian, and Prometheus will officially enter the vision of the gods from now on, no longer as a disease of scabies, but as a god enemy at the same level as the abyss!

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