Thunder flashed in the sky, and the god of hurricanes under the seat of the god of the ocean, the lower god of the Ashe clan, revealed his true form in the void. WwW. QUAbEn-XIAoShUo. cOm was surrounded by terrifying winds, and the hurricane god, whose face was blurred like a rapidly squirming storm, screamed angrily. He raised his hands high, about to use magic to completely tear up the damn nightmare sky. .
Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, and the source of power in his body quickly transformed into a lifeless and terrifying force full of deathly meaning. A powerful soul impact silently blasted towards the God of Hurricane. Lin Qi's current soul is extremely powerful, especially after he killed many gods and devoured the original power of their souls. Lin Qi's current soul has already More tyrannical than the Lord God.
This wave of soul impact was like a big stone hitting an egg hard. The hurricane god let out a shrill scream, his soul shattered, and the magic he was preparing immediately dispersed. Wearing a gray cloak, with lifeless gray air covering his whole body, Lin Qi stood on the magic flying disk, looking up at the sky with an indifferent look.
Lin Qi understood part of the essence of the law of death from Sitase, the god of the death system. Coupled with the help of the Temple of Hades, the Ancient Tomb of Cursed Spirits, and the Burial Ground, Lin Qi's control and imitation of the power of death has reached an extremely sophisticated level. He raised his head and looked over like this, and his eyes instantly turned red. A terrifying and soul-shattering evil force silently struck at the many tyrannical wills hovering in the sky.
"Is there any god who wants to intervene in the fairest battle of believers?" Lin Qi made his voice extremely hoarse, and he sneered in a low voice: "Although I am very grateful to you for killing Bagel and the evil spirit. Those two idiots of the Mother, but if you dare to destroy the fair and sacred war of believers, I don’t mind letting you fall completely like the hurricane god."
With a loud bang, the God of Hurricane, whose soul was shattered, fell heavily to the ground. Lin Qi pointed at the God of Hurricane, and a ridiculously strong necromantic power roared into the body of the God of Hurricane. Under the horrified gazes of many gods high in the sky, the body of the God of Hurricane squirmed violently. Soon the muscles on his body exploded into pieces, and a dark golden and almost completely transparent skeleton jumped up quickly.
A skeleton soldier at the level of a superior god! Skeleton soldiers made from the bones of gods! able in such a short period of time. Turn the God of Hurricane, a powerful god who is ranked among the top three under the God of the Ocean, into a skeleton soldier. This is definitely a god-level power.
A violent soul vibration came from high in the sky, and many gods of the Achaer clan were asking each other in panic. Hadn't they already joined forces to kill all the gods of the undead system? Isn't there only one evil fetus of all spirits still fighting against the coalition of gods? Why, why is there such a main god-level undead god appearing now
Lin Qi laughed inexplicably a few times, and murmured in a low voice: "Okay, let's continue watching the show! Well, the children did a good job. They did a really good job! Well, of course, if you If you want to join forces to attack me, then I welcome you to do so!"
Beside Lin Qi, dozens of looming divine powers filled with the aura of death quietly emerged. As soon as these lifeless divine powers emerged, many gods of the Ashe Clan in the sky shut their mouths at the same time. The person who killed the hurricane god was not alone, there were dozens of powerful gods around him!
"Say your name, the powerful undead god!" A low, violent voice, with a voice like the ocean in a hurricane, suddenly rang out: "You killed my god, although this He broke the contract first, but I hope that when the war between the gods actually begins. I can kill you by calling your name! No one can kill my people after that. With impunity!"
"Ocean, God of the Ocean!" Lin Qi pretended to be incomprehensible and laughed a few times, then he quickly flipped through Sitase's memories. I found out the name of a powerful undead god who disappeared in the ancient divine war: "I think you should still remember the 'Bone Carving Knife'... Hehe, I am an artist who likes exquisite crafts, you should still remember me?"
The Asheer gods were completely silent, and even the God of the Ocean who clamored to kill Lin Qi obediently shut his mouth. The will of the gods hovering high in the sky dissipated one after another, and no one paid attention to the movements of the Norman battle fort.
The bone-carving knife Sugra is a notorious figure among the undead gods. He calls himself an artist, and what he likes to do most is to forcibly transform those who offend him into undead spirits, torture their souls forever with the flames of the undead, and use their skeletons as materials to carve exquisite patterns on them. This is a mentally twisted and perverted guy, and he is even more of a god-level powerhouse!
In the ancient war of gods, the bone-carving knife Sugra disappeared without a trace after a hard battle. Some people suspected that he had died, and others suspected that he might have been seriously injured and hid somewhere and fell into an eternal sleep. This guy's popularity is extremely bad, even if Among the undead gods, he only has enemies, no friends and no one he can trust. So if he is seriously injured, he can only find a secret corner to hide.
Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled lowly: "This name is very useful. It seems that they are all scared?"
Mr. Mo chuckled and shook his head. He clenched his fists with both hands, and traces of gray-white death power continued to spurt out from his fingers. Having inherited the priesthood of a powerful death god from the divine domain, Mr. Mo had just unleashed his divine power to scare away the gods of the Ashe Clan.
If Sugra, the bone-carving knife, was alone, the gods of the Achael Clan might have the courage to attack in groups. But when Sogra is surrounded by a group of equally notorious and ruthless gangsters, the Ashe gods, who seem to be inseparable but have their own little plans in mind, how dare they risk their lives with Sogra, the bone-carving knife
Lin Qi glanced at Mr. Mo, who smiled and nodded. Then he turned his divine power into a huge clone projection and poured it directly into the body of a peak-level demigod necromancer below. This necromancer was blessed by Mr. Mo's divine power. His power suddenly soared, and he soon reached the level of the peak of a lower god.
"The eternal river of death, his name is time!" The necromancer, whose whole body exuded gray-white divine light, raised his staff and waved his hand forward fiercely. A vast white air of death roared out, and the dozens of Norman battle fort wall defenses in front began to weather rapidly at the same time. The city walls made of a mixture of hard rock and metal solution quickly turned into quicksand and dust, and the soldiers on the wall began to Fell to the ground.
Not only the city walls, but also a large number of city defense mechanisms and magic traps in the Norman battle fort began to collapse at the same time. Without the help of these powerful city defense equipment, the troops of the Norman Battle Fort were unable to withstand the endless waves of undead coming towards them.
One after another, the Temple Knights fell under the attacks of the undead, and their corpses quickly joined the ranks of the undead. Troops from the Gallic Empire, Dayan Dynasty and Longshan Empire dropped their weapons and formed neat ranks under the pressure of the undead, and were chained to death one by one. A string of one thousand prisoners were escorted to the rear by the undead, and then sent directly to the abyss world through the teleportation magic circle.
Those Temple Knights who are hell-bent on following the gods are basically impossible to transform and must be eliminated. But these ordinary soldiers from the major empires, not to mention those Longshan Empire soldiers who were loyal to Lin Qi after the Dragon Blood Bath, soldiers from the Gaul Empire and the Great Yan Dynasty, can be saved through brainwashing!
As long as a group of clergy are captured and sent to the abyss world, and each of these captured soldiers chops into the clergy, other than following Lin Qi all the way to the dark side, what other way out can these soldiers have
Mr. Mo shot clone projections one after another into the bodies of those powerful demigod necromancers. With the blessing of Mr. Mo's divine power, the undead army smashed the Norman battle fort defenses into pieces. The Norman Battle Fort was only used to guard against those who were below the demigod level. Facing the god-level existences that Mr. Mo cheated by forcibly upgrading those necromancers to become gods, the Norman Battle Fort was as fragile as paper.
Two days later, horrific news swept across the entire continent like a storm on a summer night—an army of undead from the Abyss of the Dead raided the Norman battle fort, completely destroying the defense line that humans on the western continent had spent hundreds of years building. The undead disappeared without a trace, and the Gallic Empire was completely exposed to the alien blades.
The bewildered alien army, even the most ferocious and tyrannical orcs, were a little hesitant, wondering whether they should take advantage of this opportunity to advance into the hinterland of the Western Continent. The Saint Sha Xinyue of the Moon Goddess Temple, who occupied the nine northern provinces of the Gallic Empire and had the privilege of spreading her faith there, quickly mobilized the newly formed Temple Knights of the Moon Goddess Temple to launch an attack on the foreigners.
What silenced all the clergy across the continent was that the Thirty Legions of Temple Knights, which the Temple of the Moon Goddess had worked so hard to establish, completely lost their lives in just one day due to some unknown illness, such as vomiting and diarrhea. combat effectiveness. The elite warriors of thirty legions were all captured by the aliens without even shooting an arrow.
The enraged alien army came out in full force and broke into the place of worship of the Moon Goddess. (To be continued...)