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The upright old goat's left and right horns exploded, its body fell, and it lay prostrate again.

The "Attention" card between its horns was also blown over, drifting with the wind and falling into the Imagination Continent.

White fluid seeped from the wounds on the old goat's face, blurring its vision.

And people could finally shift their gazes—they saw the light pillars covered in green grass shatter piece by piece, like white feathers swaying in the sky, and the angel's hymns no longer brought peace or piety, but were filled with anxious, beast-like roars.

The old goat returned to a prostrate state, and the entire ritual paused for a moment.

The clouds in the sky churned, the opening for the new god began to close, and Sistrom's power waned, not enough to support her opening so much time.

At the same time, black smoke rose from the ice field, polluting the clouds; white fluid mixed with black smoke, opposing each other, but seemingly on the verge of breaking this balance.

"My ritual… to be delayed by a mere brain spirit…" The prostrate old goat gnawed at the pure white feathers stained with green grass, its gaze cast towards the Imagination Continent filled with endless rage.

"What your ritual, it's my advancement ritual," Li Yue replied, while the buildings in the Imagination Continent constantly deformed, piecing together the brain spirit's demonic name.

At first, it was complex patterns, like Frankenstein, Mi-Go, and such.

But it quickly converged into two Eastern characters.

"Seventh, the master of the Gold Vault's proxy authority, Daddy's Boy Demon! A chain demon who sneaked out without his daddy's permission! Demon Scribe Damon Benben!"

Green grass and Li Yue's side also tumbled.

The echoing voices completely drowned out the Gamma Epic, making it impossible to complete the last word.

"Come and join tonight's Centennial Slaughter Cup, buzzing—" White Fluid extended an invitation to the entire continent.

【Hello, White Fluid.】 Shadowy greeted White Fluid.

Redcoat in the bone chariot clutched the steering wheel tightly, trying to resist the attraction of the candlelight, but the lower half of my body had already been devoured by the candlelight.

As the green grass and Lu Ai were pulled into the candlelight, these "key items" that originally belonged to the old goat also became threads that entangled fate—the candlelight enveloped the old goat in the clouds.

To kill Odegot, you must first kill its majesty—which is what White Fluid is doing now.

"You think pulling me and my followers into the arena will stop this new god ritual?" With White Fluid present, the old goat couldn't sing the epic, so it simply stopped trying.

"The Gold Vault stands with me, they will not tolerate the failure of the new god ritual…"

The atmosphere in the ice eye began to change, and in addition to speaking, the echoing also stirred up layers of drum sounds.

Like an arena.

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The new god ritual began again.

"Tonight, you will decide the final 16 winners of the seventh stage!"

Li Yue.

The old goat shook its head handsomely, the cracked goat horns converged, and pointed to the countless green grass and Li Yue below—which included the remaining followers of the old and new religions, as well as the demons and red robes in the bone chariot religion.

"Welcome the new belie…" The old goat was not listening to White Fluid's speech, but began to sing the epic again.

"Impossible! You exist in my ritual! You are my ritual elements!" The old goat said, as the green grass and Li Yue worked together.

Good intentions never end.

At that moment, the eyes of the world gathered from the attention card on White Fluid's brain groove, and there was a tendency to look back at the old goat.

"Tonight is the final battle of the seventh stage of the Centennial Slaughter Cup, buzzing!"

The epic was interrupted again.

But the particles fixed around it still pushed its fat butt into the candlelight bit by bit.

They pulled the green grass, bone chariots, and the demons in the bone chariots, landing on the wasteland in front of the candlelight.

However, just before the old goat recited the last word, all the echoing voices in the Imagination Continent spoke together, and White Fluid also suppressed the green grass.

Vinnie smoothed her burning hair, gave a charming smile to the Aberrant Eye, and voluntarily drilled into the candlelight.

"Hehe, you think that way you can ruin my ritual?" The old goat finally stopped savoring White Fluid's name, "As long as there are believers, I exist, and the godhood exists."

The world saw a scarlet brain spirit twitch its brain groove and squeeze out a smile.

The candlelight gathered around Damon Benben's cloak and body, devouring it, as if sucking a bowl of noodles made of chains.

Li Yue finally regained his name.

The sky, which was originally converging, reunited, and the old goat also sacrificed the two corners of the great altar, returning to the left and right corners of the ice eye…

Mai Mai's body burst with one pustule after another, and the rings and jewelry on her hands were also damaged one after another, trying to break the line of fate connected to the arena.

"Eighth, the master of the laboratory's authority! Old magician Sharfas's disciple! The demon child who swallowed his teacher's heart into his body, the Heartless Demon Girl Vinnie!"

Oogie Boogie's voice.

"We will continue to fight to become the new king of the arena!"

At the same time, countless candlelights rose in the ice eye.

"Even if you advance, you can't defeat faith…" The old goat said, trying to stand up again.

【Hello, Shadowy.】

"Come on! Let's welcome the contestants!" A giant Aberrant Eye rose in the ice eye.

"White Fluid! White Fluid! Lu Ai!" Dan Dan shouted White Fluid's name,窜上the brain spirit's brain groove, then climbed along the bones to the right hand, and stood side by side with the shadow on the left hand.

Under the influence of the faith sources and believers, the candlelight was about to close.

"Not coming to the arena? Then I'll move the arena here! Hahaha!" The Bag Demon waved its hand, the candlelight burst, and the wasteland of the arena began to overlap with the ice field of the ice eye.

Redcoat's city defense commander split in half, one half remained in my hand, and the other half was completely embedded in the arena.

It embedded the "Attention" card into its pupils, aimed at the giant bone chariot, helping the audience focus their eyes, cooperating with the echoing voices' introductions.

Its weakness is "Majesty."

And the Shadow Demon had already retrieved the "Attention" card from the Imagination Continent, and the moment the demon name appeared, it was handed to White Fluid.

Aka, who was waiting in the arena, finally inserted the Staff of Deception into his brain, and through these key items, wrapped the lines of fate of the seven demon children, and stabbed it into the base of the arena!

"First, the divine spokesperson of the Bone Chariot Religion! Under the arrangement of the gods, I will become the first powerful soul to die in tonight's Centennial Slaughter Cup, buzzing!"

Mastering skills such as ritual and tampering, the success rate of action prediction is the same as that of the red-robed priests or red-robed bishops, both are 178%. The birth record indicates that it is a twisted demon pieced together from the accumulated souls of countless dead believers.

"Second, the wavering demon merchant, a toad with little presence but a lot of gold goods, Mai Mai!"

"Li… Yue?" As the master of the great altar's authority, the old goat of course knew something about Eastern characters, and bleated White Fluid's name.

"What a coincidence." White Fluid chuckled.

"Too many demons are riding on my bone chariot, faith and interests… firmly bound…"

This time, the faith sources no longer uniformly responded to the epic, but separately pulled at the candlelight.

"Last, the old goat Odegot, who wavers with the wind, the master of the great altar's authority, the Red-Robed Pope! That fool who tries to become a new god!" A giggling Bag Demon projected in the sky.

【Analysis complete, Demon Illustrated Book entry 400—Red-Robed Pope.】

"Want to kill a god, be watched by a god, or become a new god?"

Itself is a twisted thing of faith.

"Welcome to—tonight's Slaughter Cup! Hahaha!"