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Chapter 406 Battlefield Crisis
Xier was silent. Feiya's argument now was that these were very low-level and looked like filth that there was no time to spend energy to clean up, but in fact they were just coordinates.

He thought about the feeling of being spied on just now, and how the enemy had outwitted him time and time again, as if all his actions were in the eyes of the man called Sabo.

Xier thought about it, waved his hand, and some extremely filthy things were completely wiped out.

Ahead, the aura of God was becoming more and more violent and crazy, as if an irrational existence was being released from some kind of suppression.

Xier frowned.

Although He knew that there must be something wrong with these two people, he still looked at Pu Sheng: "Do you know who in the Abyss is sealed in the underground world?"

Pu Sheng spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The Abyss has no heritage and no civilization. The history of the Abyss that I know is from the documents of other worlds, which may not be as well understood as you."

Xier turned his head without responding, and the throne of the fallen angels came to the center of the southernmost land.

The increasingly violent aura began to make Xier's eyes look solemn.

The aura revealed by the god who is now being unsealed is no weaker than His.

It's incredible.

The ancient gods were divided into realms according to a certain essence.

The existence that is beyond mortals is called the root.

The being who transcends the root and can create a perfect and independent world is called the Lord of the World.

Those who are above the world masters and can create all kinds of strange shapes at will and whose power has truly transformed are called eternal.

The division of the new gods is simply based on power.

Tiny, weak, medium, strong, great.

And gods with weak divine power are never truly weak.

Everyone in the universe has a name and a surname, so why is this person's aura so strange?

This is impossible, unless this is not the seal of the new god.

After all, the angels were a race created by the God of Light after the new god had completely eliminated all enemies.

The fallen angels are beings transformed from the perfect race of angels.

Therefore, only angels and fallen angels will feel strange if they are not sealed by the new gods.

Mother Earth?
As Xier was thinking, a shadow rose into the sky, forming a divine domain in the sky and covering the entire southernmost land.

No matter what, it's always a good idea to prepare for the battle first.

The snow in the extreme south is melting, the ice is breaking, the sky is shrouded in divine power, and the area has become extremely unstable, as if doomsday has already arrived.

Xier raised his hand, and the throne continued to rise high in the air, overlooking everything below.

Ah ah ah
Suddenly, a sharp scream broke out, followed by a huge beam of energy shooting up into the sky.

The purple beam of light made the doomsday situation in this area even more serious. The first wave of power that erupted seemed extremely restrained in the eyes of God, as if it had just broken through the seal, with only some slight residual feeling.

Xier's eyes were more solemn, and there was a sense of rationality in this madness.
hum~
A sense of being watched came over him, devoid of any rationality, making it impossible for God to read any thoughts other than killing and destruction.

Xier was silent for a moment, then raised his hand, and the Sword of Judgment instantly took shape in the void.

The doomsday situation of the entire area came to a sudden halt.

If Sil only used one-third of his strength in the Cartlegor battlefield, he used all his strength in this trial.

Once the enemy is unable to defend, it will be a killing skill.

hum~
A huge energy frenzy began to lock onto its target, and the entire area became silent.

"Ahhhhh."

The crazy roar became sharper and sharper, and suddenly descended into the dimension of reality.

At this moment, God reopened his seal.

hum~
The pitch-black holy sword in the sky suddenly fell down under the flapping of the pitch-black wings.

Xier no longer planned to talk to this god. In his opinion, the god of the abyss did not take him seriously. That murderous look in his eyes was a direct provocation to the god.

A dark figure stared at God with purple eyes.

He rushed up without hesitation, leaving a streak of light in the air. The overwhelming aura suddenly made the area shrouded by divine power even more stagnant.

But his speed caused a hint of doubt in the eyes of Xil who was sitting high on the throne.

hum~
The sword of judgment fell and destroyed the god with ease.

Xier on the throne turned his head suddenly.

His gaze crossed countless distances and looked towards the distant direction.

On the battlefield of Cartlago, Cartlago, who was supposed to be dead, was cutting off the head of the last forbidden demon.

The battlefield was also in complete defeat.

Before God could react, something from another dimension suddenly approached.

hum~
Something touched God's soul in an instant, and then that thing turned into nothingness and disappeared.

Xier frowned and sensed his own soul. Suddenly, a huge amount of memory suddenly appeared in his soul, trying to give God an extremely special inheritance.

The next moment, that memory was instantly shattered and did not cause any impact on God.

Xier was silent, he was underestimated.
His eyes were full of gloom. He took a deep breath and looked at Cartlegor. The space around him fluctuated.

But the next moment, that feeling came over him again, causing the usually indifferent god to feel truly irritated.

He suddenly looked at Pu Sheng who was leisurely.

"Did you do it?"

Pu Sheng spread his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have been under your eyes all the time. Can't you see if I have made any small moves?"

Xier forced himself to suppress his irritation, closed his eyes and thought for a while. Just as he was about to say something, Pu Sheng's leisurely voice rang out.

"And Your Majesty, isn't my purpose very obvious?"

"As long as I can obtain the crystal of Mother Earth's rules, then Her Majesty Lukelei's inheritance will be given to you, right? In our cooperation, when you can get what you want is entirely up to you."

Pu Sheng said with a smile on his face, and looked at Feiya: "Really? Ms. Feiya."

Feiya:.
She looked at this uncle-like guy in silence. Why was he so annoying? What did it have to do with her? Why did he always ask for her opinion?
Feeling the gaze of God, Feiya felt helpless and whispered, "Everything should be done according to your heart. Your Majesty can do whatever you want. In this underground world, your Majesty is the strongest. Ms. Youna said that conspiracies and tricks are used by the weak. As long as you are strong enough, power can break all conspiracies."

Xier closed his eyes and thought about the current situation. He was reviewing it, but too much of the information he knew was wrong.

All the results of his deductions were vaguely tinged with a hint of uneasiness.

After a long time, the god opened his eyes and said, "Call back your evil spirit."

Pusheng turned his head to look at the collapsing iceberg below and replied casually: "You know, this is impossible."

"What if I asked for it?"

"Then I'll give you this body. Although I will be seriously injured, Sabo should be able to make up for my loss." Pu Sheng still didn't care: "I just can't get the crystallization of the rules of Mother Earth, and you can't get the inheritance of Her Majesty Lukelei." "One is a win-win situation for me, Her Majesty and Hell, and the other is a win-win situation for Hell and Sabo. It depends on Your Majesty's choice."

Pu Sheng said, seeming to find it very interesting to tease Feiya, and said in a somewhat cheesy voice: "Right? Ms. Feiya?"

Feiya:.
"Your Majesty, I think we should just kill this bastard. I can't stand it any longer." She looked at Xi'er decisively and expressed her request: "I have the divine power mark of Lady Youna, I can kill him."

Xier looked at the two of them silently, and finally waved his hand in boredom.

The throne flew to the high altitude again, and began to understand why the ancient gods were so persistent in severing the forbidden inheritance.

These humans are truly cunning, and they are worthy of being the biggest winners during the New God period.

It is worthy of the fact that it occupies 70% of the dominance in the world.

Pu Sheng looked at Feiya and raised his eyebrows: "It seems that Your Majesty is still rational. Is Ms. Feiya disappointed?"

"Indeed, but I will kill you the next time you provoke me!" Fia said coldly, a dark brand looming behind her.

Xier looked at it with some solemnity in his eyes, but finally he thought out of the blue and began to use God's authority to spy on all places in this underground world, especially the three battlefields.

The war is becoming more and more massive.

In the battlefield of Cartlago, although Cartlago was almost exhausted and very weak, the forbidden-level swordsman was still the forbidden-level swordsman. Under his leadership, the territory of the abyss was spreading madly like a drop of ink dropped into clear water.

The number of Abyss people is also increasing, to an abnormal level.

It was as exaggerated as if it was really a full-scale war between hell and abyss.

The other two battlefields were strangely calm. The fallen angels did not dare to attack forcefully, and the Abyss still had about the same number of troops.

But the replenishment never stopped, as if they wanted to maintain this situation and delay something.

As the time goes.

Every time Xier wanted to move, he had that feeling, as if as long as he turned his eyes to the battlefield, he would definitely lose something somewhere else.

This feeling occurred more and more frequently, making Xier more alert on the battlefield.

He had a vague feeling that this battlefield might be the key. Although it was most likely an illusion created by that man named Sabo, he could no longer help it.

There is only one day left before the fifteen-day deadline.
He looked at Pu Sheng who seemed to be asleep. The space fluctuated and another crystal of Mother Earth's rules arrived.

Pu Sheng stood up without any warning, snatched the Earth Mother Rule Crystal from the fallen angel, and said with a smile: "This is mine too."

After saying that, he lay back leisurely, and the crystal in his hand gradually disappeared.

Feeling that Xi'er was staring at him, Pusheng tilted his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Xier raised his hand, and the fallen angel who was about to disappear stopped. He said coldly: "Give up condensation and destroy the battlefield."

"Yes!"

The fallen angel didn't hesitate at all and instantly drew out the Blade of Fallen Judgment. He looked towards a battlefield and disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the only three remaining taboos around the world suddenly burst out with their own aura and rushed to three battlefields respectively.

Among them, there is only one taboo left for the devil clan, and the fallen angel has always been Sanming.

And they are not ordinary taboos, but demigods with taboo powers.

These demigods were once just legendary angels, but their strength generally increased after their fall.

In addition to the training of the fallen angels, although they have not reached the god-level combat power, some micro-gods may not be able to kill them instantly.

There was some surprise in Pusheng and Feiya's eyes, but neither of them showed it. They just maintained their original appearance and did not express any opinions.

Xier thought for a moment and looked towards the Cartlegor battlefield. The space around him was flickering and fluctuating.

The feeling of losing something kept growing.

But He perceived the world with a silent expression and did not stop His actions.

hum~
As the throne of God appeared in the sky.

A war cry cut through the battlefield.

On the abyss side, the originally seriously injured Cartleggo had a huge purple light flashing in his eyes. His power level was degenerating, but his injuries and total strength were increasing.

roar~
An extremely special force suddenly expanded. In an instant, tens of thousands of abyss creatures around exploded instantly, and the incomparably huge abyss breath suddenly rushed towards Cartlegor.

His breath of life began to fade away, but another life was entangled with him.

Feiya felt a gaze and looked up in confusion: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

There was some doubt in Xier's eyes. The aura on Fia seemed a little strange just now, but with the interference of the aura of Youna, the realm master-level plane god, he couldn't really confirm that there was a problem.

He hates connections.

But He also knew that if Gluttony, who was weaker than Him, killed His messenger, He would be very unhappy.

That was a provocation to God, so He did not say anything. Unless there was evidence, He would not easily kill a messenger who was stronger than Him.

Looking at Carterego, Xier's eyes were somewhat solemn.

Did he break through? This is a bit troublesome.

There was a hint of relaxation in Feiya's eyes. Everything was fine now. The rest had nothing to do with her.

Pusheng looked at Carterego with some surprise. Is this the value that a special existence like Fia can unleash?

It seems that it’s time for the two from the Abyss to make some plans.

This kind of power is very tempting to him as a pseudo-summoning system.

As long as he can master this power of growing and healing by absorbing other beings, his combat effectiveness can be increased by at least 20%.

At that time, he would not necessarily lose even if he fought one-on-one with the true God.
Xi'er stood up, flapped his dark wings, and came above the battlefield, looking at Cartlegor below.

Zheng~
A pitch-black sword emerged from behind the god, and the sense of corruption surged.

Countless images of prayers appeared in the sky. They seemed like the most devout believers, but what they were praying for was a pair of black wings. Under the wings in the sky was a broken heaven.

The true God is hiding under the believers, in that endless hell, enjoying the worship of people on earth.

roar~
A familiar and huge wave rose in another battlefield.

Xier, who was about to take action, suddenly turned around and looked at Pusheng.

At this time, Pu Sheng was still leisurely, but his body turned into bits of abyss energy and was dissipating.

"As expected"

God's words came to an abrupt halt. He grabbed the greatsword and looked towards the weakest battlefield. There, an opportunity was looking at Him from a long distance.

In the eyes of God, a pair of scarlet eyes were full of indifference, and a small dagger was wandering around the figure.

"It's a little early, but if you're the only one left, you can try."

The whispered words seemed to be spoken to Him, the fallen god.

And a name that was expected yet unexpected appeared in God’s mind: White Plague!
(End of this chapter)