"Is it finally here?"

The night walked out of the room, and on the back of his hand, the mark of the blasphemous god bloomed with unprecedented blood light, transmitting the pain of the flame burning to the figure.

This is to warn oneself that the existence of being desecrated by oneself has come.

"God of Blood and Killing......"

Nightshade whispered.

Caligula's embodiment of walking on the physical plane is a giant man in blood-bronze armor and armed with a battle axe, with a magnificent figure, a face like a knife and axe, and short pale blonde hair, this face has the characteristics of classical handsomeness.

The faint blood-colored pupils reveal absolute contempt for life and extreme bloodlust and madness.

Blood-bronze heavy plate armor adorns the bones of powerful creatures, and the armor and cuirass each carve a twisted face screaming with utter fear.

The bleeding blade of the axe seems to be eager to drink more blood.

Carrying the burden of the Evil God's Mark, the Nights bear about twice as much of the [Divine Majesty] of Kerrigula as the others.

It is as if the coercion of substance penetrates reality and interferes with matter with spirit.

The night was like carrying a mountain on its back, and the weight of it almost crushed itself.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the White City who have desecrated Caligula's existence, and several of them bear the blood seal of the god that is even stronger than their own.

For the time being, a small role like himself is not taken into account by the high-ranking god of blood and killing.

The other god of battle was always hidden in the blood-colored meteor, and the light golden vision refracted burst into an astonishing desire to fight.

It seems to be an asura battle god from a fantasy!

It's not a battle you can meddle in.

The figure of the night quietly retreated, blessed by luck, he was placed in the reserve of the inner city, and it was estimated that his turn to play was not very good.

Stepping on the clouds, the tall metal boots faintly stepped on the void with a blood-stained substance.

Suddenly, Caligula let out a sonorous metal sound like a clash of swords:

"Come out, despicable godkiller, I have seen you."

With a wave of the metal gloves, divine power surged, and the sky within dozens of miles around was shrouded in filthy blood.

The golden divine pattern twisted, and a war spear took shape in an instant.

Divine creation!

This is the realm of creation that belongs to the gods, and with divine power, anything can be fabricated out of thin air, even the soul.

Caligula slowly turned his spear, a line of blood escaping from his edge, and the spearhead shifted downwards to aim at the largest and most ornate of all the mage towers.

The strong wind howled, the divine power was agitated, and the thrown war spear drew a thick blood line in the sky, and the divine rules contained in the divine power collided with the void, tearing out huge holes!

The coercion attached to this blow enveloped most of the White City.

Many weak professionals couldn't bear it and knelt down on the spot.

At the last moment, a coercive shout covered the full name:

"Prometheus is not allowed to kneel to God!"

A golden light flickered, extremely dazzling, and the tail dragged out a long flame tail, which instantly hit the blood spear, knocking it out fiercely.

In a very short moment, Cangye saw the true face of the golden light.

It was a golden spear wrapped in pure white flames, the tip of which was blood-colored, as if it had been stained with the blood of some incredible creature.

The golden spear carried the blood spear out of the land for dozens of miles and slammed it into a thousand-foot-high mountain peak.

Smack!

The mountain was crushed.

The sun in the sky bursts into a shining corona.

In the countless projections of the big sun, a figure can be faintly seen walking out.

It was a majestic man with flaming blond hair, dressed in golden half-length armor, revealing strong arms, and a scorching glow emanating from all over his body, connecting in one piece.

Under the halo, this person looked like the sun had fallen from the sky.

The sixth seat of the Council of Seven of the Godslayer Alliance, the God Slayer, the Sun King Louis, is known as the 'Spear of the Impurcer of the Sun'.

"It's His Majesty Louis!"

The appearance of the Godslayer instantly restored the crumbling morale in the White City.

The most notorious godkiller of the multiverse, the pillar of Prometheus, and the most unnegligible enemy of cult turmoil.

Sun King Louie, whose spread has already broken through to its peak in the multiverse, is evaluated as the "Enemy of the Gods" in "Black Theory", and is among the "Enemies of the Gods" with the Lord of the Abyss, the King of the Ancient Giants, and the Lord of the True Dragon.

However, only Cangye knows that the "divine enemies" will emerge one after another with the end of this war, and the future universe will be never-ending chaos.

"Caligula!"

"Prometheus is not the place you should be!"

The Sun King's voice was furious, and every syllable spit out of his lips and teeth was like a compressed star, bursting open, shaking everyone dizzy.

Godslayers are beings above demigods, and their life level is infinitely close to that of gods, and they can be regarded as the embodiment of gods walking in the world.

If the Sun King hadn't stood hundreds of meters in the air, the [Rebel Divine Might] attached to the God Slayer itself would have killed all the creatures below the transcendent level indiscriminately.

This is the most domineering crushing coercion!

"Humph!"

Caligula snorted coldly, and the battle axe on his shoulder was freed from his hand, and he flew out suddenly, and the target was the Sun King.

"Arrogant mortals, dare to be disrespectful to God!"

"Stupid God!"

The Sun King's words were also full of disdain for the gods.

Suddenly—

His hands suddenly burst into brilliant brilliance, and the pure white flames mixed with gold instantly condensed into a war spear.

Holding the spear in one hand, the Sun King let out a loud shout, and with his feet in the air as the fulcrum, the golden war spear was thrown.

The spear rubbed violently against the air, sending out scorching sparks that slammed into the striking tomahawk.

With the sound of a violent explosion, the sky and the earth trembled at the same time.

The sky was dark, the dust was flying, and the terrible power shocked the faces of the people on both sides, and the queen retreated.

After the smoke cleared, a deep impact crater suddenly appeared on the ground, stretching thousands of meters away, and the crater was dozens of meters deep.

The two sides fought each other, and it turned out to be a dead end...... No, it's actually the Sun King who is superior.

Caligula's face was angry, under the temptation just now, he was actually swept back dozens of steps by the impact, and the body condensed by the divine power fluctuated slightly at this moment.

The rumors turned out to be true, and every godkiller had the power to kill the projection of the gods and resist the incarnation of the gods.

Projection is the easiest form for the gods to condense in the human world, while incarnation requires the body of one or more electors to be infused with divine power as a container, and the combat power generated is three times that of projection.

But no god would easily descend to incarnate.

It is not easy to cultivate the elect, and in addition to the container, after the god descends, it also needs to inject a wisp of soul into the true body of the god, which is connected to the life of the real body. If the incarnation is destroyed, not to mention the death of the elect and the consumption of divine power, that wisp of divine soul alone is enough to cause unimaginable damage to the true body of the deity.

The war was not as tragic as expected, and the beginning of the prologue was opened by the projection of the godslayer and the gods.

Caligula retreated, and the god of battle, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly drove a meteor and struck at the Sun King.

At the same time, the Death Star Castle, suspended in the air, suddenly erupted in a miserable green mist.

The air flow quickly reversed, condensing a huge figure in a green cloak.

The fluctuations of divine power burst out, and everyone suddenly realized that this was also a projection of a god.

One of the gods of death in the underworld, Carromon, the god of plagues!