Now, all the forces of the 'Secret of Time' church have withdrawn from Prometheus, and all of them have been sent to the continent of Xipocles through the Kingdom of Time God.

The complete collapse of the 'Children of Fear' in the Yang World provides the best conditions for the Church to regain control of the entire Land of Hope, and more importantly, with the reinforcements from the Upper Monsullia Kingdom and the Demon Dragon Realm, the Church's power has swelled to a certain extent, even if it is against the Surdua Imperial Army head-on.

As for the Children of Dread, it has been difficult for them to gather a third wave of expeditionary forces, and the members of the Silent Seat have all been repelled by the First Apostle, so if they want to send more members, they must first sign a truce with the Surdua Empire to get rid of the Imperial Dukes.

As for the God of Time, He is still watching the changes in this heretical land.

Without any interference from outside forces, what jaw-dropping things will these Prometheus do?

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The surface of the bronze coffin is intertwined with one after another huge and deep hollow patterns, and the nodes of each intertwined line are set up with the next magic array, and each array has built another new network on the basis of the original cause, attracting each other to ensure that the energy can flow to every corner.

The nourishment of the pseudo-god was evenly stirred through some construction facilities, and many dwarf alchemists kept calculating outside the array, while manipulating the alchemy array patterns that were clinging to the magic array.

The materialized blood and flesh were transformed into pure golden liquid energy after being stirred, exuding a pure aura, and diverging towards the various magic arrays along the guidance of the formation.

Through these magic arrays, energy was infiltrated into the coffin bit by bit.

After completely devouring all the life energy of the two pseudo-gods, the god of time unconsciously took a step forward.

Perceiving the mutation, she also had to be attracted by this huge and special energy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The lid of the coffin shook, like the beating of war drums, and each time it shook the sky.

The staff standing on the lid of the coffin were all affected by the sound of this continuous earthquake, and the fragile caster was shaken and dizzy, and there was no time to release a [Wind of Tranquility] on himself.

A powerful fighter can only maintain stability by clinging to the ground, but in the face of layers of vibrations, he can only remain stable by following this rhythm and constantly expelling energy from the body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The violent impact sound not only expounded energy, but also the blood suddenly erupted with an unprecedented feeling of dryness and heat.

The god of time gazed at the coffin, his gaze penetrating the coffin to the body that had been lying in the coffin for so long, and soon he saw the truth.

The sound of the impact was the beating of the heart of the primordial godkiller, and the heartbeat that had stopped a long time ago was restored by the continuous infusion of pseudo-god energy, beating again and again, from weak to strong, and a majestic vitality that even the dragon was shocked by was gradually recovering.

It is not only the God of Time who perceives this vitality, but also the White-robed Witch King.

The life energy obtained from killing countless evil gods and false gods finally made a miracle appear, and at this moment, the witch king tasted the joy that he had not seen for a long time.

His Majesty is finally waking up.

The sound of the heartbeat dropped at its climax, but slowly returned to its level, and the ancient vitality ended the joy of rebirth and returned to peace.

The revival of the ancient life is a foregone conclusion, and the Witch King's mood is gradually suppressing his excitement.

After a moment of silence, the sound of long, steady breathing came from the coffin, and with it sounded the voice of the Godslayer in the distance:

"How long have I been asleep?"

The white-robed Witch King immediately lowered his head and replied respectfully:

"Your Majesty, it is now after 18,000 years of the Quaternary period of the solar calendar."

It didn't take time to be specific, the years of the primordial godkiller's slumber were too long and long ago, so long that he would fall into a long silence after hearing the Witch King's return.

He had come from the old times and had a second life in this life, but everything that was once familiar had been buried with the past life, and he could never see any familiar figure except the gods.

Even the world beyond the bronze coffin is so strange.

After a brief silence, the primordial godkiller spoke again:

"My sharpshooter...... Go get my sharpshooter. ”

The Spear of the Godslayer, which is famous along with the Godslayer, is a terrifying artifact made from the backbone of the true God, and is also part of the power to kill the Gods.

However, this spear was not buried with its owner, it was lost in the course of the original battle between the gods, and it is likely that it fell into some unknown plane, or it could be obtained by some god or other being, making it a rare and rare collectible.

The white-robed Witch King understands the importance of the God-Killing Spear to this crown, and it can even be said that only by holding this God-killing Spear can a complete God-killing legend be formed.

"We'll find your sharpshooter as soon as possible, so please be patient."

The atmosphere returned to silence, and no more sound came from the bronze coffin, but the majestic sense of depression had not yet dissipated.

Despite being still strong, the current Godslayer is still very weak and still needs to eat.

The Witch King has departed, and he is going to deliver the order of the Primordial Godkiller and mobilize the entire Prometheus to find the Godkiller Spear.

In the gap between illusory time and space, Cangye witnessed everything happening, and it just so happened that he knew the whereabouts of the spear.

The god-killing spear Longinus, held by the first god-killer in history, was given the name of its master, and the unstoppable blade has been stained with god's blood so far.

Bearing the same fate as his master, he was born with the sin of killing gods, made from the bones of the first true god killed by Longinus, and since then, I don't know how many true gods have been killed by this spear.

It was precisely in order to sanction this daring mortal that the gods on high united for the first time to encircle him.

It's just that Longinus didn't die on the spot, but fought his way out of the siege with heavy injuries, and died because his injuries could not heal, but he could still keep his body intact.

A group of human heretics who adored him buried the body in search of a resurrection opportunity.

Arguably, Longinus is the most powerful mortal in the history of the multiverse.

In Anno Chronicles, Longinus is not resurrected, but his spear has survived as an ownerless artifact that players can capture.

At that time, Shelley Frankenstein obtained the spear during the myth period, so that he had the strength to kill the demigods, and finally almost killed a true god projection.

No one knows the whereabouts of the sharpshooter better than he does.