A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Femont, I think you know what this means, right?"

Boyd asked in a creepy voice.

Although his volume was not loud, it could be heard clearly by everyone in the entire Eagle City who was pulled into another dimension.

The other three Hands of God looked at the slightly embarrassed Griffith with expectant eyes, as well as the handsome face twisted with anger.

There is no doubt that "Etch" was born out of a resonance caused by a strong desire.

What triggers this desire may be the desire for life, or the unwillingness in the heart, or even unsatisfied desires.

In short, as long as there is still nostalgia for the material world and there are people and things that you care about, you can perform a second sacrifice whether it is an apostle or the hand of God.

Although this kind of sacrifice may not be as spectacular as the first sacrifice, on a human level it is the final and crucial step towards the dark side.

Especially the Hand of God, when it is completely cut off from the real world and no longer has any concerns, it will be completely integrated with the evil thoughts in the abyss.

Therefore, the Hands of God before Boyd did not mysteriously disappear, or were killed by the Skeleton Knight, but became part of the God of the Abyss.

Otherwise, if the Skeleton Knight really had the power to kill God's Hand, he wouldn't have failed several sneak attacks in succession.

The reason why Boyd can survive to this day is also thanks to the grudges between him and the Skeleton Knight.

To put it bluntly, he has not cut off his connection with the material world, and still has the slightest concern.

But now, Griffith, the Hand of God who was born last, actually took the lead in launching the second sacrifice because of his shattered ambitions and dreams.

Such an outrageous situation has never been seen by Boyd since he became the Hand of God, and it does not conform to the law of cause and effect given to him by the God of the Abyss.

It was as if an invisible hand had messed up the original web of fate.

At the moment, everything is running wildly in the direction of losing control and going berserk.

"Give me power! More powerful power! Power enough to defeat all enemies! For this I am willing to sacrifice the entire Eagle City!"

Griffith's eyes revealed an eerie depth.

At this moment, he no longer had the purity and holiness he pretended to have before, but instead exuded sin that even a three-year-old child could feel.

There is no doubt that the carefully created "Light Eagle" is dead, and now only "Dark Wing" Femont is left, an extremely willful and selfish demon king.

"Very good! Now I declare the sacrifice to begin!"

As Boyd raised his bony hand and stamped a brand symbolizing sacrifice on the Eagle City and all the survivors inside, a horrific massacre finally began.

The apostles who had been summoned before and kept watching almost immediately rushed into the city full of corpses and ruins and killed everyone indiscriminately, accompanied by rape and cannibalism.

In just a few minutes, this beacon of hope was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse of despair.

Even the soldiers of the Kusha Empire who rushed in were also slaughtered.

Although the monster beast army tried their best to resist, they were still too weak compared to the apostles with various shapes and abilities, and a large number of casualties soon occurred.

As for the largest number of ordinary soldiers, they had long been frightened by this horrific scene and fled around like headless flies. Some even got into the building to save their lives by hiding.

Unfortunately, all this is in vain.

Because the apostle can feel the mark on the sacrifice, and Gus can be said to have a deep understanding of this, there is no point in hiding it.

Under the destruction and ravage of countless apostles, the magnificent buildings and walls of the entire Eagle City collapsed one after another. The people living inside no longer prayed or praised the Eagle of Light, but began to curse him and spurn him.

From this moment on, Griffith's dream and ambition to sacrifice the entire Eagle Regiment were completely shattered.

He could no longer have a country of his own, nor could he play the role of savior.

The anger, resentment, malice, and twisted emotions radiating from the depths of the soul began to spread around like a plague.

When the entire Eagle City was completely razed to the ground, the node in Griffith's heart that was connected to the God of the Abyss suddenly began to expand rapidly, swallowing the whole person directly.

Then his human form began to be torn apart and reorganized by some powerful force, eventually forming a huge black eagle with wings that covered the sky and the sun.

It's just that this eagle's wings don't have any feathers, but bat-like wing membranes. The eagle's beak on its head is huge and sharp, taking on the shape of a barb like the original helmet.

At this moment, Griffith seemed to have lost himself. All the intense emotions just now disappeared completely in just a few seconds. His eyes looked down at the other four hands of gods like gods. all the apostles within.

The next second...

He suddenly began to flap his wings and create a fierce gust of wind.

Before anyone else could realize what this was about, the huge thundercloud transformed by the Terror Emperor began to be unable to maintain its own existence and was constantly being pulled by the strong wind.

After repeating it several times, the Terror Emperor realized that he would definitely be blown away if he continued like this, so he immediately returned to his human form without even thinking about it.

But what he never expected was that at the moment he turned back into human form, Griffith's huge black wings smashed down directly, crushing him and all the nearby troops of the Kusha Empire. below.

Later, when the wings were raised, these troops had already turned into meat paste and stuck under the wings, forming an unforgettable bloody scene.

Especially when the Black Eagle soared into the sky, stumps, broken arms, minced meat, plasma, bones and internal organs fell like raindrops, with only the dying Terror Emperor being held in the eagle's beak.

"No...this is impossible! How could I fail!"

The Terror Emperor was obviously greatly stimulated, and he began to speak incoherently as if he were crazy.

If the previous Griffith made him feel irresistible and invincible, then the current Griffith was like a superior god, reminding him of the huge evil idea he had faced when he made the sacrifice.

This rich aura from the God of the Abyss directly imprisoned all his power as an apostle.

Now he is like fish on the chopping board. No matter how strong the sense of resistance is in his heart, it cannot assist actual actions.

despair!

Deep despair!

For the first time, he clearly realized the unbridgeable gap between the Hand of God and the apostles.

Moreover, all his troops were killed by the attack just now, without even a single survivor.

Rather it was Griffith himself who razed the last remaining traces of the Eagle City.

"Hahahaha! Interesting! This is so interesting! I smell the fragrance from the dark side of human nature. Such souls are the most delicious."

Hansel opened his arms excitedly and burst into laughter.

You must know that none of the souls that died just now successfully entered the netherworld, but were all swallowed by him.

At the moment, this evil god-like power is looking at the hands of gods, including Griffith, with hungry eyes.

Obviously, for Hansel, the souls of ordinary people and apostles can only be regarded as appetizers at best, while the souls of the Hand of God are an out-and-out feast.

"rude!"

Griffith, who transformed into a huge black hawk, obviously felt threatened, and without saying a word, he swung his wings that covered the sky and smashed it down.

Hundreds of apostles did not expect that the Hand of God would attack them, and were beaten to a pulp on the spot.

But Hansel just raised one hand and easily propped up the heavy black wings.

The next second...

Mordred, who arrived later, wielded his brilliant sword and slashed the black wings, releasing a dazzling red electric light.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A beam of destructive light instantly rose over the entire Eagle Capital ruins.

Not only that!

Under this blow, even the alien space formed by the surrounding "Eclipse" began to shatter, and the energy from the netherworld quickly poured in and began to merge with the material world.

When the strong light and dust dissipated, you could clearly see that a deep pit with a length of more than a thousand meters had been formed at the original location of the Eagle Capital. A terrifying crack spread along the edge of the pit to all sides. Hot magma bursts out from deep underground, releasing a deafening roar.

Along with the crustal movement caused by the magma eruption, the vibrations can be clearly felt for hundreds of kilometers.

In addition, the volcanic ash and dust falling from the top of the head completely obscured the sky, and even the sun was only a dim outline.

At this moment, on the battlefield, except for a few survivors such as Gus and Casca, there are basically no traces of human existence.

Not to mention humans, even the apostles suffered heavy casualties in this violent impact and fled in all directions.

"Is this... is this the devil's war?"

The young knight guarding Princess Sharut was kneeling on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

This is not because of the fear of death, but simply because he is aware of his own patheticness and insignificance, and he also sees the power of real gods and demons.

However, Princess Sharut on the side was obviously unable to answer any questions at this moment.

To be precise, the pupils of her eyes had lost focus, and she looked like a soulless walking zombie, completely unresponsive to any stimulation from the outside world.

Casca squatted on the ground holding her head and kept screaming, as if she was back to the time when she was violated by Griffith during the last sacrifice.

Although Guts really wanted to join the fight and kill Griffith who had turned into a black eagle, he finally held back and waited by Casca's side to kill every apostle who dared to come close.

As a mature man who has experienced countless pain and suffering, Gus knows that protection is far more important than revenge.

Only by cherishing the present and cherishing the people who are most important to you will you not be immersed in regret forever.

In contrast, the battle between Hansel and Mordred against the Hands of the Five Gods was much more intense.

Especially when the space of "Eclipse" is broken, the nether world and the material world begin to converge at this point, and the mountains of blood and corpses of countless mortals and apostles are absorbed and twisted into a towering tree.

If you get closer, you can even hear the screams of the consciousness and soul fragments of the apostles left on the corpses.

"It's so enjoyable! This is the fight I want! But this is not enough! Come on! Let's make this fight more intense!"

Mordred was obviously crazy at this moment, his whole body was covered in amazing magic armor, and every attack must be the full release of the Noble Phantasm.

Under her fierce attack regardless of the cost, a large area around the Eagle City as the center completely turned into a burning hell.

Some strange-looking lava monsters began to rise from the ground.

Obviously, they are all elemental beings born under the influence of the magic released by Mordred and the energy from the nether world.

These newly born elemental beings obviously have no self-awareness, and they have also inherited the violent characteristics of magma. They begin to attack all other creatures that are close to them regardless of friend or foe.

Whether they are humans, apostles, or modified soldiers of the Kingdom of Midland, they all have to deal with these endless magma monsters.

"Hand of God! The agent of the will of the world! Let me see what you are capable of today!"

Hansel suddenly transformed into a huge spiritual form, continuously releasing divine power to squeeze the space in the hands of the five gods.

Especially Griffith, who seems to be the most powerful at present, his pair of black wings that cover the sky are already covered with large and small cracks.

Although he never stopped activating the Law of Cause and Effect to repair his injuries, that was all.

Because the law of cause and effect created by the God of the Abyss is a type of divine power, Hansel's quasi-divine power is also a type of divine power. There is no superiority between the two, but they are just in different fields in which they are good at.

Therefore, those protections that can make God's Hand immune to all attacks have no effect at all in front of the latter's god-like power.

And except for Griffith, the other four God's Hands do not have entities, and they exist in a form similar to spirit and soul.

This also means that Hansel's power has a strong restraint on them.

In less than ten minutes, the four Hands of God began to retreat steadily, and they could only rely on the power given to them by the God of the Abyss to barely resist.

Only Griffith, who had sacrificed everything, still kept the huge abyss node in his heart expanding, colliding and confronting Hansel again and again.

The Noble Phantasm released by Mordred has even begun to be unable to cause any decent damage to it, and can only barely cause some interference.

"Haha, my lovely little sister, your attack seems to be ineffective. Why don't you come to my sister's place? I can teach you the joy of being a woman."

Yucca, the only female in the Hand of God, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, teasing the dutiful British son with a smile.

As a "whore in the sea of ​​​​fetus" that symbolizes desire, depravity and pleasure, she can be keenly aware that Mordred is still a virgin and has not even had any love between a man and a woman.

This flawless purity made her want to taint it.

But Yucca obviously doesn't know that Mordred has a taboo, that is, he can't stand being treated as a woman.

Because she felt that the reason why "father" Artoria was unwilling to admit her identity was because she was a girl.

So if anyone makes a fuss about her female identity, it's basically the same as poking a hornet's nest with a stick.

"Go to hell! You shameless bitch!"

The rebellious character and the philosophy of supremacy of violence instantly caused Mordred to go berserk, and his whole person exuded a cursed and violent aura like a berserker.

Without even a second's hesitation, she pounced directly on Yucca and launched a violent attack.

Obviously, in the Holy Grail War, apart from Saber, the most suitable class for her is actually Berserker.

After all, Mordred didn't like to think much in the first place, and his personality was very awkward and difficult to get along with. On the contrary, after completely losing his mind and going crazy, Mordred became a powerful fighting force and helper.

So when making her heroic spirit into a follower, Little Anne specially added two classes at the same time.

When Xiao Mo is angered by an enemy, she will transform into a brave and fearless berserker and fight her opponents to the death.

"Damn it! Why is this guy so crazy all of a sudden?"

Yuclan hurriedly flashed in the air, avoiding the sharp blade and magical release of the Brilliant King Sword.

Especially every time Xiao Mo shouted "Rebellion against my gorgeous father", her heart would tremble involuntarily.

Because even she didn't dare to easily resist such an energy impact that could tear apart space.

In particular, the red electric light also contains some kind of terrible curse. Once it is contaminated, it will be plagued with bad luck in the next time.

"Hehehehe! You have made the enemy crazy! Run! Otherwise, you will die!"

Ubik opened his mouth and let out a burst of unexplained sneers. He didn't care about the life and death of his companions at all, but kept wandering around and creating a dreamy scene that revealed grotesqueness.

No one knows what the purpose of these influences is, but Hansel can't help but pause for a moment whenever he wants to eliminate the hand of a certain god.

And this moment is the boundary between life and death.

It has to be said that although the Hands of God's attack power is seriously insufficient, their defense power and self-protection ability are extremely strong.

Even a quasi-divine power like Hansel, who could kill the incarnation of weak divine power, could not do anything to them for a while.

"Hey! With the most powerful brain over there, are you just going to be passively beaten and defended?" Hansel stared at Boyd, the eldest Hand of God, and mocked.

Because Boyd suffered inhumane torture before being sacrificed, his brain was completely exposed with almost no cover, looking like a mushroom-shaped afro.

If ordinary people heard this kind of irony about their own shortcomings, they might not immediately fall into rage.

But Boyd didn't have any mood swings, and still continued to release space barriers to interfere and hinder Hansel.

Judging from his actions, he seemed to be protecting the towering tree that was still growing vigorously.

"Arrogant outsiders! God's dignity cannot be offended!"

Griffith's voice was as cold, dark and profound as the abyss from the deepest part of the nether world. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed the Terror Emperor who had only one last breath left, and then flew straight to the crown of the giant tree. .

The moment his shadow covering the sky fell, the originally gray sun above his head was completely blocked by a huge black ring, forming a terrifying and spectacular scene like a solar eclipse.

Especially the pair of outstretched wings seem to indicate that the world will eventually succumb to the will of the God of the Abyss.

The title "Dark Wings" Femont was indeed not given casually, but was a signal sent to everyone through the law of cause and effect.

Just when the black eagle was about to merge with the giant tree, a sword emitting blue light suddenly split open the space, and then the skeleton knight holding the water-calling sword rushed out from the netherworld, rushing at lightning speed. Get close and slash at Griffith's head.

Obviously, he had endured it for so long and watched thousands of ordinary people die in this war between demons just to wait for the best time to take action.

You must know that as a soul attached to a metal skeleton, the Skeleton Knight, like the Hand of God, cannot stay in the material world for a long time. It is usually hidden in the nether world, and only briefly travels between the two worlds when necessary.

Now he wants to concentrate all the anger, resentment, and unwillingness he has accumulated for thousands of years into this blow, and become the first person to kill the Demon God.

Yes, in the eyes of the Skeleton Knight, the Hand of God can already be regarded as a demon.

As for the God of the Abyss behind them, it is not something that anyone can eliminate.

Facing the menacing old enemy, Griffith didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge, and his two deep eyes even revealed contempt, disdain and ridicule.

In a blink of an eye!

The water-calling sword forged by countless Behelet struck straight at the eagle's neck.

Just when the Skeleton Knight thought he had succeeded, a force that made him feel palpitating suddenly transferred the damage from the sword to the tree crown below.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

Accompanied by the deafening loud noise and the eruption of energy from the Netherworld, this twisted tree made of corpses and flesh finally completed its mission, completely connecting the Netherworld and the real world.

Countless creatures that originally existed only in myths and legends quickly emerged from the passage and dispersed around the world at an incredible speed.

unicorn!

Flying dragon!

Goblin!

giant!

…

It was as if the real world turned into a fantasy world overnight.

But this is not the most terrible thing!

The most terrible thing is that as this channel is penetrated, the crazy influx of energy from the netherworld directly turns the originally low-demon world into a medium-demon or even a high-demon world.

Because this time and space is a typical isolation between spirit and matter.

The spiritual world is the abyss, the source of everything.

It acts on the material world from its source through the refraction of the nether world, just like the moonlight refracted through the water into people's eyes.

Therefore, spirit is a pure abstract concept. The deeper into the abyss of the spiritual world, the fewer material components there are, and the purer the abstract concept becomes.

The closer one is to the material world, the smaller the role of the spirit.

The Nether World is the part between spirit and matter.

A long time ago, probably before the birth of evil thoughts and the god of the abyss, the spiritual world, the nether world and the material world were relatively harmonious and unified.

Witches and goblins use the energy of the underworld to manipulate matter to create brilliant and diverse magic. Many legendary creatures can also appear in the material world and leave behind myths and legends from ancient times.

But later, with the birth of evil thoughts, it used the power of God's hand to seal and isolate the connection between the material world and the nether world.

This directly caused the magic power in the real world to begin to decline and die out significantly. The number of witches and goblins became smaller and rarer, and their power was far less powerful than before.

This isolation also caused the original magic civilization to begin to decline, and the world entered the dark, turbulent, and ignorant Middle Ages.

People gradually forgot that they had relied on magical power to have enough food and clothing, and there was no rhythm or cold life at all. They began to seek answers and God's help in pain, struggle, and despair.

This directly caused the power of the God of the Abyss to become more and more powerful, and even began to squeeze the middle zone of the Netherworld, causing the concentration of the energy in the Netherworld to become higher and higher.

Now when the two worlds are opened up again, all this energy pours into the real world.

This will directly cause all the technologies accumulated and developed by mankind during the Dark Middle Ages to be violently impacted.

After all, primitive gunpowder weapons are definitely not as effective as magic in the face of terrifying monsters like flying dragons and giants.

And this change will kill the natural science that has been nurtured for thousands of years and is about to break ground.

Not only that!

The influx of the energy from the underworld will also allow the spiritual power from the abyss to have a greater influence on the material world.

Especially those huge evil thoughts from the abyss that cannot be described in words will cause permanent changes to everyone who touches or even uses its power.

"Foolish protester!

Do you think you can resist fate?

No, in fact, all your struggles have already become part of fate.

You are just a pathetic loser, a bug stuck in the web of fate and struggling constantly."

Griffith stood at the top of the world tree, looking down and laughing at the Skeleton Knight's presumption.

He did not launch any attacks, and used the most vicious language to stimulate the other party's angry soul that had not cooled down for thousands of years.

"I... What have I done?"

The Skeleton Knight obviously realized how much trouble he had caused, and the two cold lights in his eyes flashed violently to show the unrest in his master's heart.

How could he be calm!

This blow was the closest he had ever been to killing the Hand of God.

But what was the result?

The opponent actually transferred the damage of the Water Summoning Sword to the giant tree under his feet in an instant.

The power of reversing the law of cause and effect was a barrier that he could not understand even after studying for more than a thousand years, let alone break through.

Just as everyone was shocked by this sudden change, a figure suddenly fell from the clouds, rushed straight into the entrance of the netherworld, opened his arms and laughed very wantonly.

"Hahahaha! It's open! It's finally open! I declare that from now on, this time and space belongs to me."

"Who?!"

Boyd was obviously frightened by the sudden appearance of this figure.

Because that terrifying power is as powerful as the God of the Abyss and the evil thoughts!

No!

It may be much more powerful than that!

Soon, the five God's Hands and the surviving humans and apostles on the ground saw a girl with a backpack and a teddy bear hanging around her waist, holding a blank card high above her head.

The next second...

The planeswalker spark on her chest began to flash violently, and then the energy of the entire netherworld and even the abyss began to surge over like a tsunami, until the card showed patterns and words.

Before everyone recovered from the shock, the card completely disappeared, and then a mystery that could not be described in words emanated from the girl's body and continued to spread around. Anyone who was touched by this breath would have a very wonderful feeling.

"Congratulations, little master. Your power has become stronger again."

Anastasia, who had always been hiding in the dark and silently observing everything, finally appeared, bowed with a happy smile on her face.

"No! This is not enough! The will of this world has not surrendered to me!"

Little Anne, who had completed the production of the land card and activated it, cast her eyes on the five God's hands present.

"Dear sister, as long as you give me a little more time, I promise to take them all down."

Hansel hurriedly stood up and made a solemn promise.

He obviously didn't want Little Annie to intervene in this battle, and he didn't want the other party to use the power of the planeswalker spark to make all five God's hands into cards, otherwise his delicious meal would be gone.

"Stupid brother, I don't have time to wait for you to take them down."

After that, Little Annie ignored Hansel's stinky face and rushed up with the enhanced version of the Warlock King's Scepter.

The taciturn Conrad had no time to react at all and was hit by the artifact on the spot. His originally fat body was directly sucked into the [Titanium Crystal] on the top of the scepter, leaving only a face full of horror, astonishment and disbelief.

Obviously, this artifact that could randomly exile a god has now become a treasure that can imprison gods.

However, this imprisonment is not permanent, but a short-term imprisonment of a few hours or a few days depending on the level of divine power.

And during the imprisonment process, the user of the artifact cannot cause even the slightest damage to it.

"Damn it!"

Realizing what his sister wanted to do, he immediately rushed to the "strongest brain" Boyd, intending to take down the God's Hand whose soul exuded the most attractive breath.

But at this critical moment, Griffith suddenly spread his wings again to wrap himself up.

The other four God's Hands seemed to understand something, and teleported to the side one by one, and then merged into the huge black shadow.

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

As the last God's Hand also drilled into it, a huge heartbeat came from the inside.

This heartbeat seemed to have some kind of magic. When it made a sound, except for the two quasi-divine powers, little Annie and Hansel, everyone else's heart began to beat along.

Finally, when the black wing membrane disappeared, a huge heart full of eyes appeared out of thin air in everyone's sight.

The crack that was supposed to be connected to the blood vessels continued to spew out pure spiritual energy, and there was a chain like a genetic double helix below that connected the netherworld and even the abyss.

In just a few seconds, the spiritual energy it ejected formed a vortex-like ocean around it.

Behelet, which is extremely rare in the material world, is now like a drop of water hidden in this ocean of spirit and thought, endless.

This scene obviously shocked everyone!

The apostles, including Zod, felt as if they had seen gods, kneeling on the ground with all their bodies prostrated, not even daring to raise their heads.

"What the... what the fuck is this?"

Gus only felt that the brand behind him was as hot as being burned by fire, and the intense pain was almost beyond what his nerves could bear.

But fortunately, the power of the elector ensured that he did not lose consciousness because of this, and could only help but let out a low roar of pain.

"Are you the God of the Abyss? An evil idea formed by the projection of all humans in this world?"

Little Annie touched her chin and asked with interest.

"Yes, that's me."

The God of the Abyss answered in the affirmative without thinking.

"Will you surrender to me?"

Little Annie raised her chin slightly and continued to ask.

The evil thoughts stared at the girl in front of him with thousands of eyes, and it took more than ten seconds before he replied: "No, I will not surrender to you, because your thoughts and ideas are not consistent with mine. Now I ask you to take your people out of my world, otherwise I will begin to mobilize the power of the entire world to destroy you."

"Ha! You think you can kill me?"

Little Annie suddenly released her huge magical energy like a vast sea of ​​stars.

As a quasi-god born from magic and mystery, she is born with potential and advantages that ordinary gods and quasi-gods can never reach.

Even Midnight, the third-generation magic goddess of Faerûn, praised this child for having a great future.

It can even be said that among all the descendants of Zuo Si who have been born so far, little Annie is the most powerful one. Even the prince of darkness, Graya, could only barely keep up with her without being too far away.

"This has nothing to do with whether I can, but I have to do it." The God of the Abyss replied without any emotion.

"What's the meaning?"

Little Annie clearly noticed something was wrong, and her two little eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"Literally. Even if the world is destroyed because of this, I have to do this. Because that is the reason, the meaning of my existence."

As the last word blurted out, the God of the Abyss suddenly condensed the spewing spiritual energy into a whip, and whipped it towards Little Annie, Hansel, Mordred and Anastasia with a snap.

Among them, Little Annie and Hansel were able to block it easily, but the latter two were in dire straits.

They have not reached the level of god-like power, so they have no power to fight back when facing gods of this level of world will.

Anastasia was smashed from mid-air to the ground with a huge force on the spot, and dark red blood spurted out from her mouth with a whoosh.

Mordred was even worse. A large piece of his armor was dented on the spot, and he was hit like a meteorite in the crater. His life and death were unknown.

With just one blow, the God of the Abyss showed his true potential as the will of the world.

"Sister, I think we are in big trouble this time."

Hansel raised the cane he had carried since birth, with a strange glint in his eyes.

Little Annie rolled her eyes angrily: "What do you need to say? It seems that this guy is not the kind of world will that I encountered when I arrived at the source, with the purpose of protecting the existence of time and space, but another completely different kind. It’s not easy to make it surrender to the will of the world.”

"yield?

Stop it!

My good sister, didn't you hear what it just said?

Even if this world is destroyed, it will not stop attacking us.

So now you are wasting your time and energy. "

Hansel complained crazily while waving his cane to resist the attack launched by the God of the Abyss.

Especially the mental impact of waves of evil thoughts, anyone who is a little careless will inevitably be affected.

Although this effect is minimal, it only produces an illusion for a few tenths of a second, but even this is a big loophole, and it is easy to seize the opportunity and get hit twice.

"Hmph! How do you know if you don't try? And if we can't do it, it doesn't mean that people in this world can't do it."

As she spoke, little Annie suddenly turned her head and stared at Gus not far away.

From the very beginning of the battle, she had noticed that the man holding the giant sword possessed an astonishing soul power that ordinary mortals could not possess, and that he had gathered the spirit and hope of mankind around the world to resist fate.

If anyone could defeat evil thoughts on a spiritual level, it was this man.

So after a brief thought, the girl directly activated divine-like magic to instantly teleport Gus from Casca's side, and then a thick stack of planeswalker cards suddenly appeared in her palm.

The moment these cards were activated, countless beams of light directly enveloped Gus.

Strengthened!

Agility enhancement!

Strengthen your physique!

Perception enhancement!

Intelligence enhancement!

Strengthen your charm!

Armor enchantment!

Weapon enchantment!

Magical power strengthened!

Physical attack enhancement!

Granted divine power!

Immune to mental attacks!

In just a few seconds, Gus felt as if he had suddenly transformed from a mortal into an omnipotent god of war.

Just an ordinary swing of the sword blocked the attack from the God of the Abyss.

What's going on?

what happened?

He lowered his head and looked at his hands flashing with dazzling light, and the huge sword with violet light, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.

Before the giant sword man could figure it out, little Annie pushed him hard from behind, waving her little fist and encouraging him: "Come on! Go and defeat this god who plays with and controls the fate of mankind! As long as you defeat it, you and all mankind will be completely free!"

"Me?!"

Guts was obviously still a little confused, and raised his finger to point at his nose.

"That's right!

It's you!

Griffith, your most hated enemy, is inside that huge heart.

You can kill him by defeating this god.

What are you waiting for?

Hurry up!

Otherwise, your world will be completely ruined."

Little Annie kept urging while blocking the attack launched by the God of the Abyss.

Since Zuo Si did not give Guts any special power, the girl did not realize that this man was the chosen one of her "old father", but instead thought that he was the son of destiny who carried the last hope of this world.

"Griffith!!!!"

This familiar name instantly aroused Guts's anger and fighting spirit. He finally stopped hesitating and wandering, and rushed towards the evil thoughts like an indomitable warrior.

His joining seemed to inspire the Skeleton Knight on the side, who also began to drive his warhorse to find an angle to use the Water Summoning Sword to open a hole in the huge heart.

But the Skeleton Knight obviously thought too much.

The reason why the Water Summoning Sword can cut through space is because a large amount of Behelet is used, and the God of the Abyss is the source of these Behelet.

You can imagine what the result will be if you use the power of the God of the Abyss to attack the God of the Abyss.