At this point, how could the Guardian of the White City not understand that the seemingly ordinary leader of the Bloodfury Warrior in front of him was the chosen person of Caligula's walking world.

The elect is a special son of God, a carrier selected by God to walk in the world, and can inherit divine power anytime and anywhere, communicate the arrival of the divine spirit, and the elect instantly transforms and becomes the embodiment of God in the world.

In a word, the elect is the carrier of the incarnation of the gods!

In order to unleash the last Lich King, Caligula not only dispatched a projection, but also burdened the Elect with the energy of the Elect and his own avatar.

The strength of the avatar is higher than that of the projection, and if the avatar resists the sniper from the god killer on the frontal battlefield, it may not lose, but Caligula did not do anything, and the strongest avatar personally led the team behind enemy lines to infiltrate the sealed land.

When it comes to unlocking the Lich King's seals, Caligula and the war gods behind him are imperative!

And that would explain how he got into the White City.

Only others believe in gods, how can any god believe in other things!

Believers are dedicated to an all-knowing and all-powerful God, and does an all-knowing and all-powerful God have his own existence that needs to be believed?

I guess the Void Church didn't anticipate that a God's chosen people would be tested for unbelievers before them.

And this makes sense, the electorate themselves came out of the race, and the old mage, who was afraid of death, would become a Caligula believer in a matter of days.

The seal had been shaken, and the guardian of the White City was terrified, but also felt extremely bitter in his heart.

This is the void suddenly bursting with twisted ripples.

The white-robed Witch King teleported in and launched an attack on the Electorate of Caligula.

"It's too late, despicable godkiller."

The electorate sneered, and two clouds of blood flew under their feet, easily dodging the attack of the white-robed witch king.

Suddenly—

The seal shattered several chains again, and the bright and flickering runes began to extinguish in large swaths, and several narrow cracks appeared in the six-pointed star array, and they were still expanding closely.

The white-robed Witch King's face was extremely ugly, and in the moment he was delayed by Caligula's incarnation, the lich burned all his magic power like a moth and threw himself into the blazing furnace.

Inside the Withering Star Castle, the Twelve Lich stood in front of a large crystal ball suspended in mid-air.

Suddenly—

Six points of light appeared in a row from the crystal ball, connecting a gorgeous and complex six-pointed star magic array.

Time's up!

The lichs glanced at each other, and the lich at the head wore a hexagonal crown, and the soul fire burning in their eyes was dimmer and deeper than that of their kind.

"Haisen sacrificed himself for His Majesty, burned himself to leave a marker, and now, it's time for the 'Feast of the Dead' to start!"

The Crown Lich made an eerie hoarse sound, and the skeletal scepter in his hand slammed into the ground with a dull sound.

Soon, a large number of messy lines appeared around the crystal ball, extending from all directions to the six-pointed star array.

In the western part of the outer continent of Prometheus, each of the twelve adjacent Thousand Rings burst out a thick gray pillar of light, wrapped in a thick dead aura.

When the densely transformed undead saw the pillar of light, they immediately rushed forward frantically.

As soon as the decomposing, devastated corpse touched the gray pillar of light, the body quickly melted away like ice and snow, and the soul melted into it.

The fall of the Twelve Thousand Rings provided hundreds of millions of undead for the feast of the undead, and those who participated in the siege of the White City were only a few of them.

Moreover, the Death Warden has successfully opened the passage to the plane of the underworld, and countless powerful undead from the underworld have answered the call to die for His Majesty the Lich King.

Under the dedication of countless undead spirits, the pillar of light gradually changed to the direction of substance, and the color changed from gray to gray, and finally fixed on the miserable white.

Twelve impossibly large pillars of bones stood on one side, grim white pillars engraved with dense, terrifying, and distorted faces.

Those are the rearmost faces of all the undead that melt into the pillar of light before they disappear, and they also reflect their true emotions before the real death comes.

There is no fear, no anger, just piety and madness, a fanatical belief that is willing to give everything to the Lich King.

This is the true face of the feast of the dead.

The spirits of the dead are the guests of the banquet and the delicacies of the banquet, which are used to entertain the host whom they have not seen for a long time.

A surge of death aura was released from the top of the twelve bone pillars, converging on the massive skulls on top of the Withering Star Castle.

The skull's eyes suddenly lit up two blue flames of death, and in an instant, a wave of deathly frenzy erupted, outlining millions of messy, intertwined tracks in the air and pouring into the Sealed Lands.

"No!"

The Sun King cried out in rage, swinging his golden spear to destroy the skull at the top of the Star Castle—

"It's too late, Your Highness the Godslayer!"

A dark phantom suddenly appeared in front of the Sun King, and hundreds of blood rays erupted from all over his body, blocking the Sun King's actions in front.

The god of torture and slaughter, Agut!

There was a burst of laughter behind the Sun King, and the figure of a scantily clad girl, holding a nine-tailed whip, and various torture instruments hanging from her waist appeared, cooperating with the god of torture and killing to contain the Sun King.

Cruel maiden Catherina!

In the distance, the ogre demigod Gogon teamed up with the Burning Ancient Flame Demon to storm the city walls, resisting pressure from the mythical powerhouses.

At the edge of the sky, a series of powerful and obscure gods appeared.

These are the forces of the evil gods that have been long overdue, the weakest of them is also the evil demigod clone in the state of half-sealed gods, and the strongest is the 'god of death and darkness' of the 'Death Watcher', which is no less powerful than the true god who has obtained a marginal seat in the pantheon.

In addition to the gods of death and darkness, the Dragon Cult's 'Dragon Rider', the 'Night God' of the Night Feast, and the Speaker of the Lich Council's 'Bone Crown Lich' all have combat power that is not inferior to the projection of the true gods.

Two figures, one large and one small, flew out of the Star Castle.

One was like an armored giant, covered in heavy pitch-black armor;

The other, holding two scythes and shrouded in gray robes woven from the breath of death, swayed gently behind his back with four pairs of gray, faintly glowing wings.

Kaseman, Lord of the Scourge!

Azazel, the Angel of Death!

The two are the leaders behind the Lich Tribunal, and the two powerful men of the last Lich King before he was sealed are known as the 'Lich King's right and left hands', so they are known as the 'Hand of the Scourge' and the 'Hand of Yellow Springs'.

The situation on the battlefield was flipped in an instant, and the addition of dozens of evil gods completely pushed Baicheng to the brink of collapse.

Both the Sun King and the White-robed Witch King felt their own insignificance at this moment.

They are powerless to stop the Lich King's return.

……

A large amount of death qi poured into the sealed land, wantonly destroying the sealing array.

With the collapse of chains and runes, a sea of deep and vast spirits filled with majestic dead silence gradually recovered.

The sleeping Lich King has re-descended to earth at this moment.

The moment he opened his eyes, the multiverse, whether it was the strong in the world, the gods in the heavenly realm, the god of death in the underworld, or the demon king of the abyss, all stopped what they were doing and cast their eyes in the direction of Prometheus.

The seven gods of the Death God system were sincerely happy.

"He has been resurrected, and the eighth seat of the divine line has been given to Him, and his name is 'The Lich King'!"