Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Chen Mo followed at the back, summoning the Sword of Heart with his left hand, the obsidian-like clear blade dropped lavender light spots, and a thin layer of silver fireworks floated on the edge of the blade, as if cutting tofu, he held it in his right hand colored crystals.

The solidity of the crystalline material itself is almost comparable to that of the world itself. Even a sharp weapon such as the sharp heart-like sword must be accompanied by the light of mind to be able to cut it.

This is the essence of [Doubt] obtained from the God of Suspicion. After absorbing the divine power of hundreds of millions of years, the remaining crystal of low-level authority seems a bit tasteless to Chen Mo, so he used the mentality of waste utilization , he decided to use the marrow to make a weapon.

"Hang Chi, Hang Chi—"

Every time the sword of the heart falls on the crystal of the essence, there will be a ray of divine power mixed with [annihilation] power immersed in it, and when the final crystal is cut into a prototype of a sword embryo, its interior has changed from color to dark red Purple color.

"That's about it."

Let go of his hand and let the sword of heart disperse. Chen Mo looked at the small dark red sword floating in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face. At the same time, a silver-white light that did not contain any will suddenly rose up, covering it like quenching fire. Covering the entire sword embryo, a layer of extremely condensed dark blue flames was still burning on the blade, constantly improving the toughness of the sword embryo.

"My lord!" Having just completed the great cause of killing gods, the dozens of people led by Rick are now very convinced of Chen Mo. They surrounded them with excitement and enthusiasm: "What are we going to do next? Here should be This is the territory of goblins!"

Chen Mo glanced at the expressions on the faces of these guys, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The human race has been suppressed too hard by other races for too long.

So when they mastered the power enough to despise other races, this long-standing inferiority and cowardice mentality quickly changed, but they didn't know that when they indulged their power recklessly, they had also become what they hated most in the past.

However, while Chen Mo sighed in his heart, his lips evoked a brisk and joyful smile.

Although it was a distorted morbid mentality, this mentality was very good to him. He needed these people to maintain this mentality of revenge full of cruel desires.

"Ah, that's right...but it's not goblins I'm looking for."

Chen Mo raised his right hand as he spoke, and pointed his index finger at the huge beam of light that runs through the entire underground in the center of the goblin city in the distance and continuously exudes vast and divine power.

"That's the opponent I've picked."

Chapter 54 Judgment ([-])

Higher than the sky, on the floating continent separated by the fantasy species "Avant Heim", the Flügel who flapped their wings of light and flew freely gathered together, bowing their heads and listening to the will from the void fluctuation.

[Has Okan also fallen? 】

"Yes, meow~ master."

Azrael half-kneeled at the front of all the Flügel, as the first Flügel created by Artosh, she is of course qualified to be closer to the will of the gods than others.

[Interesting, dare to directly attack me and other gods?I can feel that suspicion and the spirit of the God of Forging have been completely obliterated, and there will be no chance of rebirth in the future... As a declaration of war, this is indeed a big deal. 】

In the void, God of War's voice was slightly interested.

[Is the other party's identity confirmed to be human? 】

"Yes Master."

The one who answered Artosh this time was another Flügel half-kneeling two steps behind Azrael.

The final individual, the last Flügel created by God of War, and also the most powerful Flügel - Jibril.

As she answered, she raised her head towards the endless void above "Avant Heim". Fiery and intense killing intent flowed in her amber eyes. He spun around like a murderous intent, and the colorful long hair shone brightly.

"However, there must be other races intervening behind the human species, otherwise they would never be able to master the power to kill gods... I can even assert that behind the human species is definitely a god who has never shown up!"

[Hehe... the combination of the strongest and the weakest? 】

Artosh's voice fell into a long silence, as if he was thinking, time elongated and slowed down in the airspace distorted by "Avant Heim", and she came back from the void after a long time fluctuations of will.

[In any case, since the human species has killed the gods, they are equivalent to raising a war letter to all the gods. No matter who is standing behind them, someone must bear the price. 】

"Meow~ What do you mean...?"

[I ask you, what is my name? 】

Hearing Artosh's question, Jibril's eyes instantly burst into an astonishing light.

"You are the God of War! Artosh, the God of War, the king of the gods! The strongest and undefeated God of War in this world!"

[Yes, I am the strongest. 】

In the void, Artoxiu sat on her throne, with a proud and contemptuous smile on her cheeks shrouded in divine radiance.

【Go ahead and pass on my will, even if it is only the weakest human species, but since they have the courage to challenge my "strongest", they are worthy of respect as challengers. 】

"Yes, Master!"

After receiving the order of the God of War, the gathered Flügel scattered away one after another. In the void, the smile on Artoxiu's face grew stronger.

【Noble, brave, who tried their best to raise the sword of rebellion to the sky... Insects. 】

In her eyes, countless radiances lit up in an instant, repeating the cycle of flickering like stars.

[There is also the guy hiding behind the insects who can't see the light... Who are you? 】

……

Over the capital city of the elves.

The flight-impeding magic that was originally placed here has been turned into ashes by the karmic flames. The spectral bands that are so strong that they exceed the limit of visual capture are like paint splashed on a clean white canvas, wantonly distorting the surrounding spatial attributes. It became a purgatory-like environment. The flames that were so hot that they could melt the mountains and the earth in an instant were accompanied by the absolute zero ice cold. Countless dark cracks stretched out to the surrounding space like spider webs, and the violent roar resounded through the entire sky.

"Human species! You will eventually pay the price for this—!"

On the dark red sky, dozens of silver lights shone violently, weaving a complex and huge magic circle. In the center of the magic circle, a ball of light that was so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it kept colliding left and right, and the surface of the light ball emerged. There are countless magic patterns with strong power fluctuations. Thousands of patterns are densely overlapped, but they still cannot break through the prison of the magic circle.

After successfully sealing the ball of light, dozens of silver lights came to a standstill, and the god-killing soldiers changed from annihilating state to normal combat mode. The silver-white light gradually faded away, and the light blue skeletons spread out behind them like wings.