God after all

Chapter 282 Land of Despair: Mandoro Volcano

"They chased after the nine dragon gods."

"The place of despair in the world of Manicale, Mandoro Volcano is about to become a battlefield of purgatory."

"Bai Yahweh also rushed there directly."

"The current world of Manicale is completely boiling. Although we also want to join in the fun, we really dare not set foot in it."

"An unprecedented battle of gods is about to start at Mandoro Volcano, making all creatures in the world of Manikal panic."

After listening to those fearful words, Mammon, who understood, stopped them from continuing to talk.

"Okay, shut up! You can go away."

In the desolate and howling wind, all kinds of alien beings fell into a silent silence.

Countless scarlet and green pupils disappeared one after another in heavy snow.

Between the white and blood-colored world, only the blue figure stands alone.

The young Mammon didn't stay long, and went alone against the wind, heading into the depths of the raging blizzard.

Li Situ, who brought shocking changes to the Prussian Ocean, was currently traveling through the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

He turned into a black raven and flew to the world of Manikal with a clear purpose.

This world is half smaller than the earth, as vast and boundless as the human world, and there are all kinds of strange lives and magical kingdoms.

Mount Mandoro stands in a desert area called "Land of Despair".

This barren and dry expanse lies at the western end of the world of Manikal.

Whenever the sun sets, a huge burning sun will reflect the land of despair into a crimson mist; thick and thick clouds rise in the low sky, rendered glamorous by the light and shadow of the sunset.

Mount Mandoro is 1000 meters high and [-] meters wide at its peak, [-] meters of which lie beneath the surface of the Land of Despair.

This is an extinct volcano with only volcanic remains. It has never had any signs of eruption since the initial formation of the world of Manicale until now.

At the foot of the volcano, there are many tombstones, showing a cross structure.

Countless fat crows rose and fell on the stone tablet, making shrill and hoarse cries.

The cemetery around the Mandoro Volcano covers the boundless distance, and the corpses of the gods are buried under the land, so it is also called the tomb of the gods.

The crow mutated into blood because it absorbed the death energy from the tomb of the gods.This phenomenon began in the ancient centuries of unknown age and continues to the present.

The lifespan of a Blood Spirit Crow generally exceeds that of humans, and can live for hundreds of years.

The Land of Despair has also become a nest for crows. They come from all over the world of Manikar, turn into blood crows and fly to all parts of the world.

However, today's desperate land is shrouded in dense numbers of blood-colored crows.

They were unable to escape and fly away, and were besieged by the golden light barrier.

A circle of resplendent light covered half of the barren land.

The interior of the holy halo is surrounded by a flock of crows, as many as the dust particles on the ground.

A mutated demon bird that occupies a large area of ​​the sky and the earth.

Their hissing sound resounded through the sky, echoing far away to the end of the enchantment.

The gods who were blocked by the golden holy circle stood in all directions.

The battle angels surrounding the gods gathered into countless thousands of troops, and the magnificent and huge team spread to the horizon.

As long as the Heavenly Father Bai Yahweh gives an order, the creatures surrounding the enchantment will spare no effort to occupy this desolate land and besiege Mandoluo Volcano.

But the beautiful boy did not move for a long time, he kept watching the inner world of the aperture, and the figure hanging in the air fell into silent silence.

The wind was mixed with the hoarse wailing of crows, tearing apart the deadly atmosphere of the Land of Despair.

The Blood Spirit Crows screamed terribly and frighteningly, flying around the Mandoro Volcano in groups.

Nine giant dragons are entrenched on this unparalleled volcano, slowly wriggling their majestic dragon bodies, shaking the sky and the earth.

The blood-colored crow, which was chattering endlessly, was terrified by the dragon and croaked hysterically.

On the top of the crater, there are three dragon heads of white, gold and black.

Their eyes are scorching, shining like stars, suns, and flames, casting cold and threatening gazes.

Dragon God's extremely oppressive gaze fell on the two platinum figures.

Michael and Michel stood side by side, on the top of the crater, facing the unfathomably terrible abyss.

The bottomless pit-like abyss is like the bloody mouth of a monster, and the inside is filled with scarlet red.

The scorching wind rushed towards the face, blowing the restlessness in the body of the Goddess of Time.

In order for the Holy Son to get rid of the control of the hunting demon plan and be able to regenerate with the help of the evil god's container, she and the maharaja joined forces to betray the gods.

Before the Holy Son went to the deep sea of ​​Prussia, Michael talked to her in private, and she reached a conspiracy with Michael without hesitation.

"You are afraid."

This is not a question, but a statement.The King of the Celestial Army, dressed in a white robe, silently stared at the abyss of the giant crater.

"The enchantment may not last long."

Sensed by the man around him, Muchelle expressed his worry unabashedly.

"Help me protect the Holy Son to arrive here, your mission is over."

Unexpectedly hearing such words, the Goddess of Time looked back at Michael, surprised and astonished.

"Don't you need my help anymore?"

"The battle of the gods at Mandoro Volcano is unavoidable, and you are just a goddess of time, why put your life on the line."

Michael's slightly sad words hurt Michel's heart.

"The majesty does not want the goddess to sacrifice in vain."

The three white, gold and black dragon gods raised their heads and spoke in unison, looking at the silent woman with melancholy eyes.

"Once the war with the gods starts, the majesty and I may not be able to survive. But the goddess must live... After the holy son is reborn with the help of the evil god's container, maybe he can follow the holy son."

"No matter where you want to hide, you can."

Michael's nonchalant words attracted Michel so much that he couldn't take his eyes off his face.

She had never seen such a dignified Maharaja.

"I said I would stand by the Son."

Facing the sincerity of the Goddess of Time, the Dragon God and the King of the Heavenly Army fell into thoughtful silence.

"If the barrier is breached, I will hold off the gods first and give the Holy Son time to regenerate."

Having said this, Muchel stared worryingly into the unfathomable abyss.

In her golden pupils, a flame-like vivid color was reflected.

"The question is when will the Son be born again?"

The question of the goddess is also the concern of the dragon god Bonn.

The three heads of platinum, gold and black looked at the Maharaja as if seeking an answer.

"The snow lotus has turned golden." Michael's eyes never moved away from the inside of the abyss.

He saw a magnificent and huge lotus flower blooming in the hot magma, with thousands of golden petals, shining like a burning flame.

Seven protectors in exquisite white robes stand around the lotus.

The golden light glowed around them, and the gorgeous colors were so beautiful that they shone holyly.

The evil god, wrapped in a cloud of sun rays, was surrounded by these silent and mysterious figures, suspended in the void.

(End of this chapter)