The dark night sky, Fischl descended on thunder.

She held the gorgeous longbow named "Night Waltz" in her hand, and a pair of purple wind wings spread out behind her, gently lifting her body, like the eternal and free moon goddess in mythology.

The night crow Oz, who was composed of thunder elements, stared at the death maniac with chaotic eyes.

"Your fate has become the thread in my palm!"

When Fischl made such a declaration, the death maniac subconsciously tightened the reins, and the skeleton horse under him twisted uneasily.

"You, tell me your name!"

Death Maniac looked at Fischl as if he was facing a great enemy. This girl who looked like a teenager gave him a premonition of extreme danger.

"I am the Princess of Judgment of the Pure Land of the Dark Night, Fischl von Rufuschloss Nafedot. Sinner, I will judge your cause and effect of your impending fall."

"Hmph, no matter who you are, you can't stop me today."

Death Maniac held the spear tightly in front of him, all his strength was concentrated together, and he looked at the other party vigilantly.

The moment Beidou and Fengyuan Manye saw Fischl, they knew that the matter was settled.

Logically speaking, Fischl's own power was not as good as theirs.

However, the main body sent her a plug-in.

Only they could see that the emerald green seed was in Fischl's body, providing her with the power of God.

"Disrespectful people, be prepared!"

Fischl pointed his longbow at the Death Maniac: "See the Holy Judgement Arrow that once shot down the World Beast!"

Oz's flashing lightning attached to the Night Waltz, and a roar of thunder sounded in the dark sky, and the black fog of the dead souls covering Valhalla also began to boil.

"The Eye of Judgment, which has seen through the three thousand worlds, has locked the thread of your fate. Oz's Crow's Eye, which has witnessed the extinction of countless worlds, will also reverse your cause and effect!"

"The prophecy that you will be shot down by the Holy Judgement Arrow of Judgment is about to be revealed!"

Not good!

The Death Maniac's alarm bells rang loudly, and all his strength continued to emerge. He rode the skeleton horse and stepped on the dark clouds and quickly retreated.

Sure enough, this woman must be one of the Seven Gods!

Otherwise, how could she use such power.

The law of cause and effect!

That is the power of the law of cause and effect. How could there be such a power in this world? Even gods cannot reverse cause and effect!

Death Maniac was horrified. Is this the Seven Gods?

No matter whether others believe it or not, he believed it anyway.

"Night Vision!"

As Fischl sang loudly, lightning flashed around her, illuminating the capital of Valhalla like daylight, dispelling the black fog of the dead.

The black fog of the dead seemed to be stimulated and kept surging like boiling water.

The people on the ground looked at Fischl's figure like the goddess of the night, and couldn't help kneeling down, praying that she could help Valhalla destroy the enemy.

"Great Princess of Conviction! Your figure is so majestic!"

Valentin looked at Fischl in the sky, tears welling up in his eyes. He shouted to the surrounding guards and other electors:

"See? This is the Pure Land of the Dark Night from another world, Her Royal Highness Princess of Conviction!"

"She is so beautiful, so powerful, and so admirable!"

"Valhalla no longer needs any electors. Only Her Royal Highness Princess's accession to the throne is our greatest happiness!"

After hearing what Valentine said, the other electors also came back to their senses, looking at the girl in charge of the Pure Land of the Dark Night in the sky with a trace of longing.

No wonder Valentine made her an elector. Was this the reason?

Compared with Valentine's surging emotions, Death Maniac was not so comfortable.

At this time, he had distanced himself from Fischl by several kilometers, but the strong sense of crisis in his heart kept reminding him to run away quickly.

But Death Maniac suppressed his uneasiness.

He spent thirty years, suffered countless tortures and trials, and finally got everything he has now.

He couldn't accept being asked to escape now!

The huge night crow, carrying a majestic lightning, pierced through the black fog of the dead spirits, and the shadow covering the capital of Valhalla was completely broken, revealing the true face of the sky.

Then came the magic arrow that pierced through the stars and the world!

"Go! Ozwaldo Hefnavans!"

The huge crow sounded in the ears of the death maniac, and Oz's body

It turned into a night crow that covered the sky and the sun. The thunder that suddenly exploded in the sky sensed its power and rushed towards him.

"I will not die here!"

"Break it for me! Aaaaaaaaaa!"

The dark black fog of the dead gathered around him like a torrent. The death maniac roared madly, gathered all his strength on the tip of the gun, and faced the magic arrow that shot down the world head-on!

Since it is the law of cause and effect, if you can't avoid it, then you have to confront it head-on to prove that I am the real god!

Boom————!

Countless air currents brought thunder to eliminate all the clouds in the sky, and then more than a dozen huge chasms appeared in the sky.

"Aaaaaaaa————"

The screams of the death maniac spread throughout the capital of Valhalla. When people looked at it, the arrogant figure just now had already become embarrassed.

"Huh-ha-ah-ah."

The dark armor had been shattered, and the visor covering his face also fell off, revealing his broken face. The skeleton horse under him was evaporated by the lightning without even making a sound during the resistance just now.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Death Maniac roared in disbelief: "Why! Why! Why are you here! Are you the Thunder God among the Seven Gods?"

"Didn't I tell you that I am the Princess of Judgment of the Pure Land of the Dark Night, not some Seven God."

Fischl was also puzzled. The arrow just now was just a tentative arrow, and he could have dodged it.

Why didn't he dodge it? He had such strong mobility in the sky, but he had to resist it. Was his brain broken?

But this can't be said to be the fault of Death Maniac. He listened to Fischl's words at the time, had a premonition of danger, and subconsciously took the other party's words seriously.

Her current power does come from the Grass God, so of course it cannot be related to the law of causality. What she said just now was just nonsense.

But it doesn't matter now.

Death Maniac must be uncomfortable after being hit head-on. The power of the Grass God can purify the black fog of the dead spirits. Even without too much power, it can cause great damage to him.

This is Tian Ke.

"No, no, no!!! I can't fall here!" Death Maniac mobilized all his strength and laughed wildly: "I am the real god, give your lives to me."

Death Maniac released all his power to Valhalla and completely gave up his defense in order to survive.

As long as he can devour even one person, he can be reborn again.

Fischl looked at Death Maniac's desperate appearance, put one hand on both sides of himself, and raised his five fingers to the sky with the other hand.

"The fate of thousands of worlds has been revealed in this eye of judgment."

"Reappear! My Pure Land of the Dark Night, let my eternal castle of the dark night suppress the sinners!"

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