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"It's the master!"

Sensing this terrifying power that seemed to be born out of common sense, Azrael instantly uttered a cry of excitement, and looked at the cloud with fanatical and reverent eyes.

A blow from Artosh, the god of war—that is, a divine strike.

The dazzling light guns wantonly destroy everything along the way, regardless of whether it is tangible or intangible, whether it exists or not, they all usher in equal destruction. At this moment, even if the planet itself stands in front of this attack, there is no doubt will be penetrated directly.

To use an apt analogy, it's like chopsticks piercing tofu.

Thus, the only law between heaven and earth is revealed—the strongest.

He is the strongest because he possesses power that is both unmatched and unstoppable.

Because it is the strongest, it has power that is neither matchable nor unstoppable.

Even cause and effect are turned upside down at this moment——

The scene that almost shattered the stars in front of her made Azrael feel infinite pride and admiration in her heart.

—Look!Smart-ass dusters!This is the strongest invincible power of the master!

—Poor, miserable insect!Climb on the ground and struggle in vain!Revolt!

Artoxiu threw the whole world into chaos with just one divine strike. The sky and the earth groaned unbearably, and the spirit corridor inside the planet was directly exhausted—this is just the power of the divine strike Aftermath only.

It is hard to imagine, as the primary attack target of [God Strike] at this moment, what a terrifying scene that small and arrogant Ability God is facing.

A moment... No, maybe even a moment is not needed, just be wiped out right?

With such unshakable belief, Azrael looked up at the river of brilliance that covered the entire sky. The excellent physical quality of the Flügel allowed her to clearly see the blazing black star that was twenty thousand feet above the sky.

Facing the seemingly endless Milky Way, the brilliance emitted by the stars is so small and fragile.

It's so sad...

The next moment, under Azrael's expectant gaze, the dark stars whizzed and rushed into the mighty river of light, and then flew out from the other side of the Milky Way, directly piercing the soul of Artoxiu's chest.

"Eh……?"

A fanatical and confident smile froze on Azrael's face.

……Dream?How could there be such a ridiculous dream?

Jibril was slightly better than Azrael, but she was also quite frightened.

After being pierced through the soul of the gods, it is like the human race being pierced through the heart, there is no doubt - it will die.

In other words... Artosh... is dead?

The strongest undefeated god of war, the creator of the Flügel... Artosh, is dead?

It wasn't until an extremely cold call came from above their heads that Azrael and Jibril finally got out of that dream-like trance.

"Artosh, God of War—is dead!"

On the barren land, blue ash floated down.

Azrael raised her head, and what she saw was a pair of light blue wings that continuously swayed down the ashes of the ashes of the ashes were spreading towards the sky obliquely.

"Killed by Master Chen Mo, the god who protects us human species, who is in charge of [Annihilation] and [Martial Arts]!"

Rick announced the death of the God of War Artosh with a deadpan expressionless face, but in his eyes he could not see any pride or excitement at all, instead there was a deep and persistent sadness.

Artosh was indeed dead.

But apart from Artoxiu, Chen Mo has also fallen.

The struggle between [The Strongest] and [Annihilation] ended in the end of both parties, this is an indisputable fact.

The god who was merciful and willing to provide shelter to the human species has completely disappeared from now on and has become a myth, a history, and will never return.

But the will left by him, Rick firmly remembered it in his heart.

--Killing God!

Although he doesn't know why Chen Mo has such a deep attachment to killing God, even if he dies with God of War Artoxiu, Rick still keeps this will firmly in mind.

He looked up at the dark red sky, with Artoxiu's death, the brilliance of God Strike had completely dissipated, and in the depths of the dark universe higher than the sky, the stars were still shining brightly.

Even though the God of Suspicion, the God of Forging, the God of Nature, and even the God of War have all perished, the Deities have not died out just yet.

There are still traces of the existence of the true God in the world.

"So that's how it turned out to be!"

While thinking, Rick suddenly opened his eyes wide with a sudden realization.

The god-killing weapon—the weapon that kills the gods, does not refer to this magic weapon, but the [human species] itself!

The human race is Chen Mo's real [God Slayer]!

"Since this is the path you have chosen for the human species..."

Thinking of this, Rick bowed his head reverently towards the god who had completely disappeared in the void.

"Swear to your will!"

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