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Chapter 1534 1531 Even Bastards Hate the Destroyer

When the first Scepter of God struck the side armor of the World's Heart building, the "mini-Genesis" caused by the causal explosion at contact instantly reshaped the shape of the isolated peak.

The brilliant arc of light enveloped the holy land of the Aztecs, causing King Osiris, who was battling Chaos on the golden plains below, to look back.

He clearly saw the great power of the Creator exerted on the isolated peak. It easily defeated the chaotic storm surrounding the isolated peak, and took in all traces of all existing things and decomposed and reshaped them.

But the dangerous arc of light spread outward, pulsating as if to embrace everything around it.

This made King Osiris feel regretful that he was about to die, but he did not feel despair because of it.

As he said, it is the honor of the Aztecs to devote everything to the great cause of the God of Craftsmanship.

However, just as King Osiris closed his eyes and prepared to embrace a peaceful death, the defense program of the Heart of the World was activated under the heavy blow, and the spreading shaping arc of light was restrained by an invisible force in the isolated peak, so that it would not affect the area outside the Heart of the World. The entire Heart of the World was built by the Creator himself, and it would not be so easy to be reshaped into a weird posture.

Of course, it was impossible to remain unscathed after being hit head-on by a nuclear bomb. A large hole was blasted into the core of the perfect triangular pyramid-shaped outer layer of the Heart of the World, which looked somewhat miserable. But before the Aztecs could scream in shock, the second punitive light arrow whizzed through the hole created by the first one and penetrated deep into the Heart of the World.

After a long second of despair, an even more shocking roar sounded from the heart of the world.

The destructive force brought by its implosion directly shattered the Lone Peak Mountain Range below the Heart of the World, causing the golden holy land to fall downward and eventually be buried in the rift valley of the collapsed mountain.

All I can say is that the creator's craftsmanship is indeed excellent. Even after being hit twice in a row, this thing did not fall apart, and it can even maintain superficial stability. Perhaps in the eyes of the Aztecs, this is the ultimate proof of the power of the god of craftsmanship.

But no matter what, the consecutive bombardment of two God's Scepters frightened the Chaos Creatures who were still fighting on the Golden Plains. They could not understand what was happening in the Heart of the World. However, the boss of the Order camp was absolutely crazy, and throwing nuclear weapons everywhere meant that the battle was out of control.

They were originally fighting here as peripheral forces to support the Chaos Demon Steiner. Now that the situation has come to this point, there is little point in continuing to fight. In addition, there has been no news from the Chaos Demon after the bombardment of the Scepter of God.

Although the Chaos creatures are brutal and stupid, they still have the most basic biological instincts.

So they quickly began to retreat, retreating into the depths of the forest, intending to see the situation before making a decision. Unfortunately, the mighty Yunlan flying boat of the Callum Navy had already appeared in the sky, right at the retreat line of the chaotic creatures.

This means that these guys who do evil things in the material world cannot leave this mysterious forest intact.

The Aztecs did not cheer for the retreat of the evil creatures. Without the need for the command of the King of the Sky, these warriors immediately rushed to the place where the Heart of the World fell, trying to save their holy land.

In the heart of the world that had fallen into the rift, the entire building had lost its balance and was buried in the rubble in a tilted posture.

The players received the alarm in advance. They ran fast enough and, under the guidance of the Eden Program, rushed into the laboratory on the fourth floor and closed the protective door, allowing them to avoid the explosive power of the Scepter of God, but Erza and the Sentinel sisters were not so lucky.

They were fighting the Fallen Primarch right below the console, and although most of the power of the Scepter of God was absorbed by Steiner, the remaining aftermath was enough to "melt" the Sentinels on the spot.

The Fallen Primarch is miserable.

After the explosion and vibration subsided, Juliana pushed away the broken stairs that were pressing on her.

Her face was covered in strange blood, and her third demon eye was nearly pierced. The Primarch sensed her own weakness and reached out to pull out the twisted metal that was tearing her body apart, then staggered forward with the broken sword in hand.

She looked at Erza, who was lying on the broken stairs in front of her and had fallen unconscious from the shock, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She bent down, dragged her sister, who was now like a blonde loser, out of the ruins, carried her on her shoulders, and without even looking at whether Steiner was dead or alive behind her, activated the phase shift of the Fallen Sentinel and rushed into the turbulence of the chaotic space.

The bombardment of God's Scepter caused the space system inside the Heart of the World to be completely disrupted. Juliana herself didn't know where the turbulence in front of her would take her.

But she didn't care.

She always brings her most capable sister back to her own subspace patrol ship, where she completes Erza's transformation so that she can also embrace the freedom without being bound by her father.

She never hated her sisters, she just wanted to help them.

As for Steiner's life or death
Tsk, he was just a pathetic madman destroyer, and a former enemy of the false father god. What did it matter to her whether he was alive or dead? If she had not accepted the blessing of chaos, the moment Juliana woke up, she would have strangled this pathetic fool with her own hands.

My father does have some problems of this or that kind, but it’s not right for a thousand-year-old ghost to comment on him!
Now that we have had enough of insulting the Creator, it is time to make that idiot pay the price for his shamelessness and arrogance. If Murphy's execution is exciting enough, the Fallen will even applaud and cheer for him on his flagship.

However, Steiner did not die so cleanly from the blow of God's scepter. He did not deserve such a merciful execution.

The triple blessing from the three shadows of chaos protected him from damage that could have destroyed him, and the small Genesis of the Scepter of God did not affect him too much, but that was all. The material world was not the territory of chaos, and even the direct blessing from the three shadows was not enough to resist the mighty power of the Creator to defend the material world.

Steiner was miserable.

He coughed, and black blood spurted out from the compressed creation energy and kept flowing down from the corners of his mouth. He leaned against the shut-down World Heart console in a dejected posture, looking at the completely destroyed fifth layer of the World Heart in front of him, and suddenly he felt sad.

How come he didn't expect that Murphy was actually a lunatic under his rational appearance?
This is the legacy left to you by the Creator!
It would be fine if you don't cherish it, but do you have to burn the trillions of assets left by your old father in front of outsiders?

"Oh, that's all? Why did the three Chaos Gods choose a weakling like you for their blessing? It was just a nuclear bomb explosion, right? Look at you, you look like you're about to die."

Murphy's taunting sounded in this terrible environment filled with post-apocalyptic nuclear war ruins. Steiner looked up suddenly and saw drops of burning blood pouring out from all directions of the ruins, constantly spinning and converging in front of his eyes, and finally forming the shape of Murphy.

The guy looked pale.

Although he was a vampire and was naturally fair, the paleness at this moment was obviously abnormal, and he was also included in the bombing range of God's Scepter.

Even with the Blood Ancestor's outrageous immortality and the protection of the Blood River Reflection, a large amount of source blood was lost in the process of resurrection. Although he looks better than Steiner, considering the difference in combat power between the two, in this scenario where both are weak dogs, it is really uncertain who will win.

The head monk stood up shakily. He looked like he had been thrown into a crematorium and rolled around. The corrupt flesh all over his body was emitting burnt smoke. He looked at Murphy, who was holding a necessary evil and speaking nonsense in front of him, with the eyes of a dead man.

He was too lazy to waste time talking to Murphy, the "bastard son" who destroyed the Heart of the World with his own hands.

As his flesh and blood tumbled, purple-black wings emerged from behind him, and the twisting of his limbs allowed him to appear in a second form with three heads and six arms. His originally human-shaped head also turned into two long snake-like necks in the explosion of flesh and blood.

This revealed his true form as the Chaos Demon, and he grabbed forward with his sharp claws of fallen flesh.

A psionic staff made from the skull of a lightless sea beast jumped into his hand, and he started with a dangerous spell of corruption and summoned flesh-eating chaos flies, intending to grind Murphy to ashes here!

Even though the plan to corrode the Heart of the World and send it into the Sea of ​​No Light had failed, it didn't matter. As long as he killed Murphy here, he would still have enough time to complete the corrosion of this holy land and dedicate it to the Three Chaos Devils.

Unfortunately, Original Sin's desire to devour the world has to be postponed again.

"Children! If you are not dead, please let me know and come out to greet you."

Murphy used his source blood incarnation to dodge the dark lightning of the spell, then stepped back a few steps and shouted without the dignity of a strong man.

Then, as Steiner's four eyes twitched, he saw the foreigners sticking their heads out from under the ruins like immortal cockroaches, and then jumping out one after another, shouting.

In just a few minutes, six hundred fully armed foreign warriors blocked the ruined battlefield tightly.

They drew their weapons and were eager to fight, as if they were lambs to be slaughtered. The damn Murphy was surrounded by players. He raised the necessary evil in his hand and said:

"We are strong in numbers, fool! Say goodbye to your gods, and fear not, I will take your head as a gift to them in the Sunless Sea. I will send your bones back to the Chaos cesspool you so long for.

I promise!
Warriors, go!"
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"That bastard Murphy is so cruel! He almost scared me to death. If we hadn't dodged cleverly, we would have been melted by the majesty of God's scepter. Fortunately, we didn't plan to really help out."

Below the Heart of the World, in a warehouse in the storage area on the first floor, the King of All Curses, Vidia, was observing the decisive battle on the fifth floor through his own spells with a terrified attitude.

This cunning guy had blood on his forehead, which was caused by the accidental collision when the Scepter of God bombarded the Heart of the World.

He had calculated everything. He was an Old God after all, so his ability to withstand attacks was not that bad. But Mereddin beside him was not so lucky.

This guy didn't have time to stabilize himself when the Heart of the World fell, and was almost thrown out. If Vidia hadn't pulled him in the critical moment, Mereddin would probably have died miserably in this holy land in the form of a meat paste.

The power of the Scepter of God just now was so outrageous that it almost turned Mereddin into an ordinary mortal in that instant. When the psychic energy he relied on for survival no longer worked, he would be no more resistant than the Black Iron Warriors.

"This isn't over yet."

The pale-faced Master of Purification leaned on his cane and said to Vidia, who was watching the excitement with great interest:
"I know Steiner. He's angry now, but he will calm down. He keeps saying he wants revenge on the Creator, but he's actually a coward. When he can't kill Murphy, he'll want to run away. If he gets away, life will be hard for both of us.

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It may be difficult for him to take revenge on Murphy, but the two of us, mice with nowhere to go, can only let him control us.

go!
We must find a way to kill Steiner here completely so that we can get what we want."

"Haha, I admit that the lunatic is indeed disgusting, but I really don't want to get involved."

Widiya complained:

"Murphy has already taken out two God's Scepters. God knows what kind of crazy move that guy will make next. I think I have fulfilled my promise by helping him break the invasion of the three Chaos Demons on the material world. Now I should go find what I want.

The Pool of Truth!

It's right up there, and while they're fighting and having no time to pay attention, I have to sneak over and take a few sips."

"You can't make it!"

Mereddin said sharply:

“The two God’s Scepters only destroyed five layers of the Heart of the World. The remaining areas are intact and closed. You don’t have the same status and authority as Murphy, so the Creator’s treasure house will not open its doors to you.

But right now the defense system of the Heart of the World is almost completely paralyzed. I learned about the situation here from Steiner's memory.

follow me!
We have just locked the energy center so that it will not collapse and implode under Steiner's manipulation. Now we have to find a way to shut it down completely.

As long as the energy is turned off, the protection left by the Creator will collapse by itself, and then you will be able to drink from the Pool of Truth that you have been longing for. The unexpected shutdown of the energy system will cause the Heart of the World to enter a locked state again, which is enough to cut off Steiner's retreat!"

"Great idea! But how do we get out?"

Widiya asked:

"I am thirsty for the delicious food of the Pool of Truth, but I value my life more. If we are locked here, the best outcome that awaits us is to be chopped into mutton sauce by the swarming Sentinel Primarchs."

"I don't know how to escape."

Maireddin wiped the blood off his face, glanced at Wediya and said:

"But if the Pool of Truth is as full of wisdom as you say, then after we drink from it, we will know how to escape.

If it is not as magical as you say it is, it proves that what you have been pursuing is nothing but a fake, and that our adventure is just a joke arranged by fate, and you and I are both clowns.

It has come to that point, what's the point of living a miserable life?
It would be better to wait quietly for death as a clown."

"Well, you are really a crazy person."

Vidia gave his goatman a thumbs up and exclaimed:

"I know you are someone who can do great things. Let's go! According to what you said, I hope we can all drink that wonderful truth. But it's been so long now, Mereddin. You still don't want to tell me what you are going to do after you finish this job. Tell me now."

The King of Ten Thousand Curses and Meredin, one big and one small, groped their way through the dark passage toward the energy center again. It pushed the monocle on its sheep face and said:
"Tell me about your ultimate dream. I always feel that you have become completely different after being freed from the tragic fate of being Steiner's Horcrux. We have contacted each other before, and I know that you are almost like a completely different person."

"I will go to the Sunless Sea."

Maireddin said in a gentle tone:
"I no longer pay attention to all the changes in this world, nor do I care who will win between order and chaos. I am like a ghost wandering in ruins that do not belong to me, just to go to the place I have chosen for myself."

"It's probably not to join Chaos, right?"

Widiya said:

"If you really intend to do that, with all the qualities you have shown, the Chaos Shadows will be happy to give you the same status as Steiner, a Chaos Archdemon."

"Of course not. I'm just going to take a look."

Maireddin shook his head and said:

"It is difficult for you to understand the idea of ​​just wanting to see the source of all the entanglement, despair and pain, to see the source of all the courage, miracles and light, but when I was lured into the wrong path by Steiner, my life was over.

I just want to find a grave for myself.

As for what I'm doing now, it's just revenge for all the disgusting and vile things Steiner has done with my body and name over the past hundred years.

you know.
I used to be a hero of mankind. Although I was forced to become a madman who destroyed the world, I have to do something to pay tribute to the past that has been buried. "

"I can not understand."

Widiya sighed and said:

"You are such a mysterious guy. You are still lying even now. Forget it, I won't pursue it. You can do whatever you want, just don't disturb me. Humph, the energy center is just ahead, and it is badly damaged. What should we do next?"

"Turn it off, and use simple engineering principles to create a short circuit that is dangerous enough."

(End of this chapter)