God after all

The young Mamen soared into the sky, slashing at the dead body, until his whole body was soaked in blood.

An army of [-] corpses was controlled by the evil god, who regarded the prince of the devil world as an obstacle and blocked it with his body.

His progress was hindered, surrounded by thick black walls from all directions, forming a horrible scene.

The meat shields exploded in front of him one after another, and the big knife swung in his hand chopped off countless heads.

The army of dead bodies rushed towards him continuously, turning into scattered fragments in the slashing.

Seeing Mamen's red-eyed, unstoppable look, a golden dragon rushed among the corpses flying in the sky.

The blue-haired boy was caught off guard by the giant rushing monster, his body fell rapidly, and was wrapped by the army pouring down like a storm.

Watching a huge black object recede in the world below, crashing to the ground, the golden dragon flew back to the side of the evil god contentedly.

"You brat who overestimates his capabilities!" a white dragon said cursingly.

"You take the army of dead bodies to the ruined country of Erdora."

Kowloon God was stunned for a moment, and some did not react to what the master said.

"To the arctic borders of the Manical world?"

"There can no longer be called the kingdom of Erdora, there is only a barren and cold void."

"Don't tell me you want to go to the Demon Realm alone and settle accounts with Lucifer?"

"Yes." Leng Ji finally responded to the dragon gods' few words.

"But we want to stay by your side."

"The demon gods are hiding there, and your purpose is to besiege them first."

After saying this, the evil god standing on top of a white dragon turned into a dream and dissipated.

Kowloon has no master, they shuttle through the horror scene in the army of dead bodies, as if they are carrying endless Shura ghost soldiers to escape from hell.

Darkness and evil enveloped the sky impenetrably, pouring out boundlessly, and everywhere it went was filled with dense miasma and dead air.

The sound of howling and moaning in the violent wind was like a desolate cry.

The pile of dead bodies that had accumulated into mountains trembled, and then exploded and collapsed, with stumps, broken arms and blood falling like raindrops.

On the barren and desolate land, there is a huge pit made by hundreds of thousands of dead bodies. Now this pit has been filled with horrible flesh and blood.

Mammon, who was suppressed here, crawled out from the fragments of the corpse, struggling to expose her head and upper body.

The smell of fresh air made him gasp, his chest heaved violently, and the stench of dead bodies made him cough.

He looked up at the sky looking for traces of Kowloon, only the endless army of dead corpses occupied his field of vision.

He ran wildly, following the sound of the dragon howling in the distance.

He stepped on the fragments of corpses all over the ground, and was splashed all over his body with feces, urine and blood.

The dragon god in the sky noticed the figure in the world below, but he didn't expect that the other party would chase after him desperately, so he was inevitably furious.

"Difficult brat!"

The two black and blue dragon gods left their companions, lowered their flying angles, plunged into the airtight ranks of dead bodies, and swept towards the earth.

The storm swept through the thunder and lightning, and condensed into a ball of light waves in the dragon god's abyss.

Hurricanes and thunderstorms shattered the sky, and lightning flashed across the sky.

A terrifying loud noise descended from the sky, and the light ball that hit the earth exploded.

The space shook violently, and light waves spread rapidly across the appalling ground.

Overlooking the turbulent world below, the two black and blue dragon gods caught a glimpse of a figure walking out of the light curtain.

The figure is full of blue flame-like brilliance, and the hair and sleeves are blown wildly by the wind. This is a stubborn and lonely boy, exuding a heroic and wild atmosphere, like a lion wandering in the wilderness.

The power of the lion is now awakened, and the battle with the dragon god begins.

He kicked up with one step and flew straight into the sky, his figure piercing through Changhong, boldly killing the Dragon God.

The sound of fierce fighting echoed high above the sky, almost tearing apart the void.

Storms, lightning and thunder, giant dragons, and human figures are all mixed together, forming a thrilling and devastating scene of destruction.

The turmoil of the battle reached the ears of the seven dragon gods. Without looking back, they led the countless dead army to the northern part of the world of Manikal.

The demon gods are hiding the ruins of the old kingdom, which was called the Fichi Continent 3000 million years ago.

Since the death of the Twelve Demon Gods and the demise of the kingdom of Erdora, the flames of war have been burning on the Fichi continent for 10 years, and the land has melted into a dark and cold void.

In the abyss of void, there is a fantasy world created by the demon god. It is a huge city that is no different from three-dimensional mechanics, and the ruins of ancient temples stand tall.

To get to the ruins of the temple, one must pass through the permafrost that has been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, and then enter the dark and cold void.

The frozen permafrost shrouded in silvery white mist is located on the northern border of the world of Manicale. There are endless thousands of troops gathered here, and the majestic teams are arranged in a huge formation and spread.

The silver land and the darkness on the other side complement each other, and the vastness seems to have no end.

The dragon gods lingered on the edge of the darkness, and their chants echoed to the abyss of the void, and the sound disturbed the demon gods hiding in the illusion space.

I don't know how long time passed, and a luminous figure appeared in the dark void.

Soft blond hair swayed on the figure's shoulders, and a pair of red pupils dotted the sculptural face.

This is Eldas, one of the twelve demon gods and ranked tenth. He has an immortal life. In the ultimate battle of gods 3000 million years ago, his body was destroyed by the ancestor of all gods, and his soul was sealed in One of the mysterious unknown areas.

After waking up from the seal in the deep sea of ​​Prussia in 409 AD, the Lord of the Demon God went to unknown areas around the world to rescue the souls of his brothers and sisters, and woke up from his deep sleep together with Eldas.

Although his resurrected body was exactly the same as before, it was created by the Lord of the Demon God with magic. The perfect body proportion combined with a strong and thick chest, and the posture of holding a big sword in his hand seemed to be enough for one person to withstand thousands of troops.

More than 600 million celestial warriors resurrected by the Black Lord, and the grand formation surrounding the frozen permafrost world could not hold back Eldas.

The seven dragon gods let out ancient and majestic roars together, using their roars to frighten the demon god who is both graceful and wild.

Every muscle on his body was firm and bulging, and scattered rays of light glowed on his shiny skin, as bright and clear as the moon.

This faintly glowing stalwart figure drifted inconceivably, with one step at the speed of galloping above the ocean, two steps to the edge of the dark void, and three steps to shuttle among millions of troops.

Blood spattered everywhere, and together with severed arms and legs, it fell on the frozen land thousands of miles away, and the heavenly soldiers who were beheaded by Eldas were reduced to pieces.

The deafening roar of the dragon god went straight into the sky, invigorating the momentum of the army of dead corpses.

Groups of soldiers will jump up and down, covering up the demon god fighting alone without a trace.

The battlefield where soldiers and horses gathered and the overwhelming momentum fell into a horrible and bloody fight.

The big sword held by the demon god was burning with raging flames, sweeping away thousands of troops with one swing, and the pouring fire flowed like a long dragon flying.

The ground was covered with broken limbs and fire shadows, and the blood mist covered the sky and filled the air.

Two black and blue dragon gods flew from the other side of the sky and broke into the chaotic battlefield.

A black and blue dragon god opened a sharp claw and threw something.

The defeated demon prince fell from the sky and hit the ground piled with feces, urine, blood and corpses.

He woke up from a coma, stunned by what he saw and heard, feeling like a humble ant in the trembling earth.

He was as small as an ant and struggled to get up, looking up at the shocking and peerless battle in the sky.

The scene of the demon god Eldas fighting with the nine dragons came into his eyes.

Countless armies of dead bodies form a vast image of obscurity, densely packed into the boundless void.

Rays, thunder and lightning, storms, and flames are mixed together, depicting a magnificent scene between heaven and earth.

The vibrating sound of the fierce battle resounded in all directions, and the sky and the earth trembled.

A wounded white dragon fell from the sky, smashing a huge hole in the frozen earth.

Even if Mamen, the Prince of the Demon Realm, covered his ears tightly, he would still be dizzy from the sound of the explosion.

The violent wind roared like a demon, and the wind hindered Mammon's progress.