Chapter 623: The End of an Era (Page 1/1)

Prometheus, the Godslayers, were equally concerned about this great change.

As one of the most arrogant enemies, any decision made by the enemy is likely to affect Prometheus.

Riot in the Sea of Destiny... The empty throne... Nameless God... The end of the Apocalypse event... A series of mysteries are intertwined and difficult to solve, but this does not prevent them from speculating about the new changes that this meeting will bring to the world.

Prometheus is a heretic land, the good gods want to destroy him, the evil gods want to swallow him, the evil gods want to use him, the abyss wants to play with him, from the beginning, in this dark and cold void, heretics can only huddle together for warmth.

However, from being slaughtered to being targeted, the Godslayers have found a new round of breakthroughs.

The least likely of countless futures, the resurgence of the primordial godkiller has found new hope for heretics.

He is the first god killer in the history of the multiverse, not the peak of mortals who kill the projection and incarnation of gods, but an orthodox god killer who can injure and even kill the gods themselves.

In the Alliance, the Council of Seven reveres him as the 'crown', and he alone can bring true hope to heresy.

In order to revive the crown, the god-killers went out in a big way, killing one evil god after another and false gods, using their flesh and soul as nourishment.

Originally, the primary target of the godslayers was the Emperor of the Eternal Night, who was known as the first 'evil god'.

But who knows, the strength of the Eternal Night Emperor has exceeded the estimation of the god killers, and even lost an important colleague because of this.

After entangling the high-level combat power of the 'God of Nothingness' church and the heresy shelter, the godkillers found that the Emperor of the Eternal Night had already evacuated, and even took the entire Eternal Night Sanctuary with him.

With the whole territory locked down and leaving unnoticed, the Eternal Night Emperor's wrist may already be comparable to that of a true god.

Following the 'Emperor of the Eternal Night', the treacherous who has been promoted to the rank of False God has grown in strength after killing and devouring a Dread, and is able to break through layers of interception in the face of the Godslayer Alliance, and even the Great Sage of the Sanctuary can be seriously injured and retreat until he fights a bloody path to the stars.

The delicious nourishment escaped one after another, so the god killers had to turn their helpless gaze to the next two evil gods.

The god of slaughter and the cruel girl, originally the lawless evil god of Prometheus, later took refuge in the god of blood and killing and became his lackey, with the god of the apocalypse as a blessing.

Originally, the godslayers didn't want to do anything to them, but in this situation, they had to die.

Trading two backing gods for the resurrection of the primordial godkiller was a bargain, especially since Prometheus and the Apocalypse were already hostile to each other.

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Once arrogant, once invincible, when the unstoppable butcher's knife was raised to him, the arrogant strong man sadly found that he could only be reduced to food for the stronger.

The God of Torture and Slaughter was unwilling to accept this fate, and he let out a cry of sorrow, and the blood-drenched divine body fiercely rushed towards the butcher's knife of the God Slayer, unleashing the last of its vain divine power in intense pain.

"Useless false gods, it's time for the curtain to end."

The Sun King's voice should have been like a rising flame, but at this moment, it was as cold as winter.

The golden spear pierced through the body of the god of torture, tearing it apart.

In the brutal killing, the life of the god of torture came to an end.

In the last moments of his life, his chest that had not yet flown let out an unprecedented roar:

"Arrogant mortals, you will pay for it!"

Unmoved, the Godslayer swung his spear and shattered the chattering head once more.

The flesh and bones all over the ground were collected in their entirety, mixed with the spirits, and packed together to become a delicious meal for the distant godkillers.

Not far from this battlefield, under the siege of three god-killers, the cruel girl let out a scream, and her young and bewitching body burned herself in the flames, and the meal was a little burnt.

After killing the two evil gods as quickly as possible, the packaged flesh and blood will be transported back to the Sin God Domain immediately.

A hundred years later, the Sin God Domain is a kingdom of tall towers.

Each tower defense unit is based on the Mage Tower, which can solidify multiple magic arrays like a spell tower, and perform multiple functions such as spell amplification, shortening spell chanting time, and suppressing enemy areas.

In order to deal with the rampant Apocalypse Church and the Evil God Alliance, as well as invaders from all major planes, the traditional high walls were no longer stoppable, so with the help of the Iliad, one tower after another rose from the ground, and countless invaders from the outside regions launched millions of charges towards the towers, and I don't know how many of them died under the ray attack of the Mage Tower.

The deeper you go, the denser the number of towers becomes, and the width and height increase in a straight line, and finally you can even see many large metal fortresses, each of which is the size of an ordinary city-state, and is qualified to be called a fortress country.

Today, these metal fortresses have risen into the air, becoming floating islands, creating a landscape that can only be seen in super magic civilizations.

The mega-city-state of Grundon is the kingdom of St. Francis, the white-robed witch king of the godslayer, and at the same time, it is also the sleeping place of the primordial godkillers.

The bronze coffin, suspended on the highest part of the city-state, has succeeded in creating a shadow that will forever cling to the sky above the city-state, and has become a landscape that can be seen by the inhabitants of the city-state day and night.

The white-robed Witch King personally sent the packed Pseudo-God Flesh and Blood, and after a few finger strokes, the iron box containing the Pseudo-God's flesh and blood immediately floated into the air and handed it over to the floating boat hovering around the bronze coffin.

Several airships hung down countless soft belts and carried them to the top of the bronze coffin with iron boxes.

The closer I got to this huge coffin, the more I could feel the ancient divine power that spanned endless years, as if there was really a god sleeping in the coffin.

Countless architectural facilities have been erected on the surface of the coffin lid, burning one magic matrix after another, blooming with colorful magic brilliance. Dense figures are crowded, busy like ants.

Presiding over these works were the disciples of the Witch King, some of whom were already mythical wizards, some were great arcanists who had studied in the Iliad, and the weakest were also legendary archmages.

Led by them, most of the demonic scholars in the entire Sin God Domain have been gathered to work hard to resurrect the original god killer.

In the illusory illusion of intertwining time and space, the god of time stares indifferently at the implementation of this project.

The most unlikely of the countless futures to trigger, like the birth of the Nameless Constellation, they are all variables of established history.

The world of the Apocalypse has ended early, and the turmoil seems to be over, but in fact, it has already planted a deeper curse for the second time, and the unknown fate will lead the whole world in what direction, he, looking forward to.

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