The sounds of collapse and fragmentation resounded throughout the world at the same time. The smell of blood was finally blown away by the fresh wind, and time seemed to have stopped for a moment.

The fragments of the magic barrier that are gradually disappearing are scattered, the powerful ancient black dragon, the brand students who have finally recovered a trace of clarity from the endless killings, and the flames and demons who are trying to break away from the original divine body and enter a new innocent body.

Licht, the God of Light.

A pale and beautiful hand suddenly appeared next to the ethereal body that was struggling to escape. Licht, the God of Fire and Light, didn't even have time to be shocked when Morpheus approached him, and he let out an extremely painful cry.

bray!

This scream seemed to come from the depths of the soul, with some terrible destructive effect. In an instant, the entire space shook violently!

Screaming doesn't stop anything.

As if there was no obstacle, Morpheus's hand reached directly into the void god's body that was trying to escape. He immediately grasped something, lifted it up, and actually forcibly pulled something out of the body of the God of Fire and Light.

Take it out!

"Mo - Feisi -" the dry male voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. The God of Fire and Light was extremely painful and angry: "You - how dare you -"

The indifferent god in black stood beside Him, holding a ball of flowing light in his hand - or in other words, a shallow word like "thing" should not be used to describe the existence in his hand.

That mass of existence is not static, it flows forever, and it shines with a radiance that makes people feel weird but comfortable. Such an undercurrent of light makes it extremely difficult to look away, and just want to keep the eyes on the surface of such a thing forever. But

Such a stay is not true bliss. Unknowingly, such an existence will completely devour the watchers and voyeurs gently but decisively.

"This does not belong to you." Morpheus looked at him indifferently.

While holding up the ball of existence with one hand, his other hand was not idle. As if he had nothing to do, he stretched out a finger and followed the divine power of the God of Fire and Light who had not completely broken away from the old god's body.

He brushed it gently, and then, as if impatient, he directly tore off the remaining divine power that had not been completely transferred from the old divine body.

This kind of tearing is like the separation of soul and body. Morpheus's movements are crisp and neat, and even look a bit pleasing to the eye. However, the God of Fire and Light has been completely overwhelmed by such horrific pain. This time, He is not even in pain.

I can't even scream!

"You're welcome." At the end, Morpheus threw the torn off divine power into the opened door of gods and demons as if throwing away some waste: "Seeing that you are working too hard, let me help you. Who asked me to

He is the most merciful God of all things.”

After losing all its divine power, the original divine body was completely eroded by death in an instant. After doing all this, Morpheus lifted his eyelids and looked in several other directions, curling his lips: "And...

Who needs my help?"

There was silence between heaven and earth.

All the gods were shocked by his attack without warning and the lack of resistance from the God of Fire and Light.

Even if the process of breaking away from the old divine body and entering the new divine body is a very fragile period for the gods, it is only a "relatively fragile" concept. What's more, the God of Fire and Light has been planning for this day for a long time, how could he not do anything about it?

Be on guard?

However, this scene did happen under the watchful eyes of all the gods.

Morpheus in his heyday... was nothing more than that, right? Otherwise, how could they have succeeded behind the scenes?

After doing all this, Morpheus was as relaxed as picking up a tissue and wiping his hands. He seemed to be unaware of the fearful expressions of other gods and didn't care at all. He just stood there, as if

As it was in the endless past.

There are flaws everywhere in Him, but there are no flaws at all.

"I didn't expect you actually have followers, so good luck to you." After the silence, an unpleasant high-pitched voice broke the silence, and Rishtum, the god of beauty and wealth, said: "My door has been opened a long time ago.

I won't accompany you."

"You can go." Morpheus did not stop him, but simply said: "You know what you should leave behind."

Restum, the god of beauty and wealth, made a move.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Morpheus, and spoke very slowly and asked a question that all the gods wanted to know: "Do you... want to swallow it all for yourself?"

"I don't mind doing it myself." Morpheus did not answer the question. His voice was pleasant but cruel. With these words, he even took a step forward.

After this step, He was already standing in front of the God of Beauty and Wealth, who thought he had escaped perfectly, and pinched the other person's chin with his fingertips: "What do you think?"

The plane that housed two overly powerful gods at the same time began to collapse, and their figures continued to intersect and flash in various locations in the void, and the astonished expression on the face of the God of Beauty and Wealth gradually became clear in this flash.

stand up.

This was an almost crushing power. Rishtum, who had his jaw pinched, was shocked to find that he had no power to struggle. He looked at the cold eyes so close to him and finally couldn't hide the feeling in his heart.

sound.

"No...impossible! Why are you so strong!" Rishtum's voice began to tremble: "Everything no longer believes in you, and where does your power come from--!"

Morpheus's eyes were heavy, and his patience had obviously come to an end: "Three, two..."

When counting to "two", the black-clothed and black-haired god suddenly decided not to count the last number. His hand suddenly penetrated the body of the god in front of him, and forcefully pulled out the part inside that was similar to the one in his hand.

come out!

"If you hadn't tried every means to revive me, I would have been worried about how to reassemble these fragments." Morpheus looked at the larger piece of flowing brilliance in his hands, and finally had a look of satisfaction.

The God of Beauty and Wealth, Rishtum, bent his whole body because of the severe pain. In front of him was clearly the door of gods and demons that he opened. With just one step, he could escape from Morpheus, but at this moment,

He actually felt like he was completely suppressed and didn't even dare to move!

"So, you...you went to stop Nacht from opening the door to gods and demons, just to show us?" There are no real fools in the gods. It was just a simple sentence like Morpheus's, and the whole story was connected.

Canternis, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, looked at Morpheus silently: "Let us think that you are afraid of the opening of the Gate of Gods and Demons, and of our resurrection..."

Morpheus smiled noncommittally: "Maybe."

"I want to see that gun." The God of Knowledge and Wisdom looked uncertain. After a while, He suddenly made a request.

"I don't have to give it to you." Morpheus seemed to have no interest in him. After tearing something out of the body of the God of Beauty and Wealth, he made no more moves. He raised his head and revealed a short and

A sarcastic smile: "As you wish, the war you want has begun -"

The war has indeed begun.

At the same time that Morpheus casually threw the God of Fire and Light to the other side of the Gate of Gods and Demons, countless gates of gods and demons opened silently on the Modian continent. These gates may be empty.

In the wilderness, or on the top of snowy peaks, in a lush town, or on a quiet road in the countryside.

The uniform sound of iron-blooded footsteps broke everything.

Hands and feet covered with thick iron armor poked out from the strange door, followed by the whole body of a knight in heavy armor with magic patterns.

On the street, pedestrians stared at these uninvited guests who came from nowhere. The wind blew through the heavy armor, and the light with magic lines flowed on the surface of the heavy armor. Finally, someone recognized what this was——

"Heavy armored knight! There is a heavy armored knight with unknown origin! Notify the Warriors Association and the Magician Association quickly!" Someone screamed: "Get out of here, everyone leave here immediately!"

However, he didn't have time to take another step forward.

The seemingly heavy and cumbersome heavily armored knight was behind him in the next second, raising his sword and lowering it.

Crimson sputtered, dyeing the entire street red, causing people all over the street to scream and run away.

One after another, the heavy-armored knights with magic patterns emerged from the strange door. The Oskarna army, which had been preparing for this war for a long time, entered the Modian continent silently but forcefully!

But at this moment, the Modian people, who were about to be engulfed in flames of war, still knew nothing about this upcoming disaster.

The black dragon soared out from the sky above the bloody arena, and immediately stopped briefly above the arena. The group of people who came out of the arena with Galai's tail could relax a little.

Obviously, after the barrier was broken, the effect of the brands that can control people seemed to have weakened a lot. Some students slowly regained their consciousness and looked at the hell-like scene in front of them in astonishment, then screamed and followed.

The road began to run away.

Belair was almost vomited out a mouthful of blood by Galai's tail. He stood condescendingly at the edge of the arena and looked in at the only luminous person in the arena: "What on earth is that woman from Oskar going to do?"

?...Wait a minute, why do I feel that her aura has changed? What conspiracy does Oskarna have?"

"Don't look at it, you will go blind if you look at it again." Ye Sewei reminded friendly: "And I suggest that we leave here immediately."

"Why?" Evelin frowned in confusion.

What responded to her was a suddenly brighter halo and a loud explosion——

Shock waves that were invisible to the naked eye spread out in circles with Ye Disi as the center. All the emergency barriers in the academy were opened in response, but they suddenly shattered at the same time, protecting this Agaman Academy.

The centuries-old solid barrier of Germany Central College was so vulnerable in the face of such a shock...

Jialai suddenly spread his wings and caught several people who were flying in mid-air after being hit by the shock wave. He then stopped at the top of the building not far from the arena and restlessly let out an angry roar in the direction of the arena.

The vigilant dragon roars.

Not far away, another familiar dragon roar intertwined with Galai's voice, and the green ancient dragon Nami glided over. Ye Sewei looked at Nami expectantly, but did not see Hall.

The figure of the dean.

Things became chaotic and out of control from the moment they entered the arena. All the teachers and deans in the school seemed to have disappeared. Ye Sewei was deeply confused and was about to grab Nami and ask if she knew anything.

Dean Hall's whereabouts suddenly felt something and he turned around suddenly.

The blond girl in the center of the halo fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
Chapter completed!