God after all

On the battlefield in the Land of Despair, corpses piled up everywhere, scarlet hot liquid poured into rivers, countless swords, guns and axes stood everywhere, and broken helmets and armor scattered everywhere.

The rich blood energy floated into the air, creating a ruthless breath of death.

The red-covered young man was floating in the air, his indifferent silver pupils reflected the appalling pile of corpses.

The corpses piled up like a mountain, and half of Michael's body remained at the top, and only the waist and above remained standing.

One of his huge long wings fell to the ground, extending far into the pool of blood.

On the shattered wings hung countless corpses of soldiers from the Celestial Army, filled with grim and bony weapons.

Warriors hold their swords until they die.

The whistling sound of the constantly blowing wind was like crying in despair.

Bai Yahweh looked at the pile of corpses towering in the sky for a long time, and tears welled up in his eyes when he saw that Michael had remained silent.

An unfathomable sadness appeared on the blood-stained face.

"Killed my 600 million heavenly soldiers and 4 warriors, you are more sinful than the fallen Lucifer."

Only the voice of the beautiful boy echoed in the void.

A sporadic number of gods and battle angels stood in all directions, falling silent.

A silver lightsaber grew out of the beautiful boy's right hand.

His blood-stained body moved slowly, slowly approaching the pile of corpses.

Blood trickled down his bare feet and dripped from his fingertips.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing the blood-colored blond hair, and every strand of hair fluttering in disorder lightly covered the quiet and sad face.

The majesty's melancholy face with his eyes closed became hazy in the eyes of the Lord Bai.

The right hand holding the sword was raised, and the movement of preparing to cut off Michael's head suddenly stopped.

A look of horror appeared on the boy's face.

The eerie and terrifying blood light spread from far to near in the sky, spreading at an extremely fast speed, covering the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the world was covered in blood-like red.

The torrential rain, which turned into scarlet, intensified.

The sky and the ground are filled with blood, rendering everything into a bright red.

The faintly audible dragon chant was accompanied by the strong wind, and Bai Yahweh raised his eyes to look in the direction of Mandoluo Volcano, and saw three majestic and huge oriental dragons flying in the clouds and fog.

The vigorous dragon body flew in the clouds and waves, and its roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The endless mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood trembled, and many towering piles of corpses swayed and collapsed, scattering countless shapes.

All the gods and soldiers of the heavenly army surrounding Yahweh couldn't control their kneeling posture, and all bowed down and kowtowed together.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the beautiful boy who was soaked in blood, calmly resisting the oppression of the powerful force.

"Isaac, don't you pay homage to your resurrected brother?"

This beautiful sound like the sounds of nature came along with the dragon god riding the wind.

When a brilliant and dazzling figure came into view, Bai Yahweh uncontrollably knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.

Because he raised his head too hard, his body trembled uncontrollably, and when he finally raised his face, he found that he couldn't see the face of the figure clearly.

The figure of Supreme Glory is surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds, creating a peaceful and ten thousand trillion scene.

Such a self-respecting existence in heaven and earth is in incompatible contrast with the bloody world.

"You have become an evil god."

It was a bit difficult to express this sentence.Bai Yahweh tried hard not to kneel and kowtow, and dared to look directly at the blood-red pupils of the figure.

"What should I call you now? Holy Son? Black Jehovah? Or Evil God?"

"You can call me brother."

"I won't admit you."

Bai Yahweh's resolute words silenced the beautiful figure.

He is Leng Ji, the son of a virgin, and also a holy son, and a character who possesses all the memory and divine power of Black Yahweh.
The evil god container has the power that the master of the demon god Azanars dreamed of, and now it is taken by the existence in front of Bai Yahweh.

"Now you are invincible."

"Will you surrender to me?"

After receiving the eyes of the evil god looking at the old man, Bai Yahweh was not moved by this kind of gentle gaze.

"Don't look at me with pity for all living beings. If you don't live in the evil god's container, maybe I will admit that you are my brother!
You talk to me about surrender?Stop delusional. "

The beautiful boy paid the price for this sentence, he couldn't control his kneeling posture, bent over and kowtowed, unable to raise his face no matter what.

"To be honest, even I don't know what to call you."

The voices of the three dragon gods murmured, appearing lonely and sad.

"You can call me Holy Son."

This is a title very familiar to Bonn, who has transformed into a dragon, and it is also exclusive to Leng Ji.

"I'm still the Holy Son Lengji."

Hearing this for some reason, Dragon God only felt sad and lonely.

The trinity of evil gods showed their own strength, and the peerless figure standing in the air exuded an indomitable aura.

Shocking phenomena occurred in all directions because of his divine power, and the mountain-like piles of corpses started to move.

The dead bodies are floating all over the sky, armed with various weapons, and they can't be resurrected inconceivably.

The vast scene of 600 million dead troops and 4 valkyrie beings lined up in groups extends to the end of the world.

The gust of wind blows the blood mist, blowing past the vast figures gathered between the sky and the earth, their numbers are as dense as stars and a sea of ​​sand, and their distribution range covers the sky and the sun, and is boundless.

The fragmented limbs and broken arms were combined into a complete human body in the blood flowing into the river, forming a team to stand.

Countless red pupils flickered with blood, and there were fluctuations of greed and hatred, and terrifying hunger and thirst.

The kneeling gods and warriors of the heavenly army shuddered at the bloodthirsty gaze cast by the dead body.

"As long as the Holy Son gives an order, you all have to become food, and there is no room for resistance and struggle. It would be ironic and sad to be eaten by your former companions, right?"

The majestic voices of the three dragon gods echoed slowly, spreading to the hearts of the gods and the soldiers of the heavenly army
I don't know how Bai Yahweh will feel at this time. Does the cold sweat oozing from his forehead indicate the restlessness and fear in his heart?

In the blood river overflowing with a strong fishy smell, there are huge monsters swimming, making the sound of ancient and majestic dragons.

The six revived dragon gods jumped the bloody river and soared into the sky.

The dragon's body has been enveloped by the platinum holy light, and the blood-stained wounds have healed.

They soar around the master suspended in the air, escorting the master.

The gods and soldiers of the heavenly army, who struggled to raise their faces, were stunned by the majestic and magnificent scene, and couldn't take their eyes off the perfect existence supported by Kowloon.

Under the control of the power of the evil god, Lord Bai's fingers were trembling.

He tried his best to look up, but he couldn't see the face of the evil god clearly.

This flawless existence with all the rays of light gathered, the whole person is dazzling and resplendent, with colorful auspicious clouds floating around and holy light shrouding his head, his solemn and handsome image looks extremely mysterious.

There is no one who is not shocked by such a unparalleled existence in the world, and will be fascinated by it just by taking a look.

"I'll let you go, you go back to heaven."

Like the sound of nature that does not belong to the world, it is transmitted to the ears of those who hear it.

The gods and the soldiers of the heavenly army who were stunned by what they saw and heard did not slow down for a while.

The dragons and dragons roared in unison: "Get out of here!"