First, there was thick fog and waves on the ruined Banxi, and then an illusory sea that contained all colors and possibilities appeared out of thin air, causing thousands of waves.

It is as if two twisted worlds are colliding and fighting each other, using the real island as a battlefield. Gods and gods are fighting bloody battles in the gaps between the worlds.

Thunder and flames surged, Odin rode his horse over the waves holding the Spear of Destiny, and the eight-legged Pegasus spewed thunderbolts across the entire ocean.

The accompanying heavy rain poured down, as if it had penetrated an invisible film, and the thunderbolts struck the giant body of the sky that was intertwined with light and shadow, as if thousands of swords were coming at once.

The crows that had been silent for a long time rushed into this battlefield from the Kingdom of God, flying around the sky that covered everyone's heads as tightly as an iron-black pot lid, with black feathers scattered like a grand blizzard.

But no matter it was thunder, light or rain, the crow could not hurt Adam.

He stands on the sea of ​​chaos, with his back so high and solitary that it seems to hold up the mountains of heaven and earth.

All attacks melted in the interplay of light and shadow on its body, like hot molten iron, falling drop by drop along the star-like body, falling into the sea of ​​chaos, and disappearing silently.

Until Wu Nai was lifted up into the air by an invisible force, a ferocious cross split open on his body, and blood spurted out like lava.

Kungunir, which is like a dead branch, draws complex patterns in the air, as if a blooming flower from the other side has fallen.

The spearhead came out of Adam's back.

But this existence that imagines itself as "God" remains standing, not even retreating for an inch.

On that huge compassionate face, a pair of chaotic eyes blinked excitedly, and said lightly: "Not bad..."

Odin snorted coldly, grasped the Spear of Death and exerted force again. The dead branch-like spear body suddenly twisted like a wild dragon, and let out a roar that shook the sea and the sky.

In mid-air, Wu Nai, who was wearing the Crown of Thorns, suffered a cross wound, and his heart was pierced by an invisible force.

"You should repay your arrogance with your blood."

Adam continued to judge, as if he didn't care about the wounds on his body, admiring Wu Nai's blood flowing all over his body, and roaring in pain.

The moment He spoke, the [First Cause of the Gods] in Wu Nai's body was throbbing like never before.

[Acquire extraordinary characteristics: Wanderer]

[Acquire Extraordinary Characteristics: Planeswalker]

[Acquire extraordinary characteristics: Star Key]

At the same time, between breaths, lines of wriggling and twisted reminder symbols passed through Wu Nai's sight blurred by blood, finally completing the list of [Lord of Mystery, King of Time and Space, Beacon of Destiny, Incarnation of Source Castle, Spirit World

Dominator] All the elements needed for this person.

But He will die soon.

The darkness that he had experienced in the mysterious world of recovery came like a tide, swallowing up Wu Nai's consciousness.

"You are about to die. This is a good start...the beginning of [Twilight of the Gods]..."

Adam was also burned and evaporated by the breath of death carried by Kungunir, but he burst into cheerful laughter, and his voice shook the starry sky with great force.

Why did [Original] choose Him instead of the stronger old gods outside the barrier?

Why did [Original] take the initiative to eliminate the madness and mental residue in his body?

Because...this is the choice of [Twilight of the Gods]!

Wu Nai has never faced it, only felt its breath from a distance.

And every time it appears, it is so high and far away that it seems to be hidden at the end of time and space in all the worlds, making it difficult to accurately capture it.

So Wu Nai came to this world to block the inevitable fate.

But destiny is like an evil ghost, a gangrene in your bones. No matter how you try to escape, it will always follow you little by little.

Now it's found!

At the point where Wu Nai initially wanted to avoid him, he opened his arms to him, watched him fall into a trap, and then wanted to devour him completely!

...

Boom!

Fierce lightning streaked across the sky one after another, occasionally tearing apart the thick fog and a corner of the sea.

The fact that things have come to this point has exceeded everyone's expectations.

Adam, Wu Nai, and Odin formed a battlefield where even gods cannot intervene.

Neither the proud Eternal Sun, the brave Lord of Storms, nor the God of Knowledge and Wisdom have the confidence to be the enemy of infinity.

What's more, with Amanysis here, they can't get out of the night even if they really want to get involved.

"Amanisis, your man is about to die..."

The brass eyes fluttered and gathered together, then softened and bonded together, turning into an old man covered in a cloak, laughing.

It is Herabogen, the god of knowledge and wisdom.

A smile appeared on Amanysis' extremely beautiful face, and she said lightly:

"Haven't you heard? 'In that strange eternity, death is not the eternal end'!"

"It seems that you are very confident, or does this guy have any backup plans? After all, on a battlefield of this level, the 'Wishing Magic Lamp' can no longer be effective."

"Then let's wait and see..." The goddess of the night smiled and said nothing.

"What happened to Adam..."

The young and handsome Sun Osykus frowned and said, "His condition is too good!"

"You should have realized by now that Adam is not a 'paranoiac', he is simply the [ancient sun god] back then!"

Amanysis sighed with emotion: "You have all been deceived, don't you know it to this day?"

"It turned out to be like this...it turned out to be like this..."

The Storm Lord paused for a moment with the trident in his hand, his cloudy face filled with thunderous thunder.

Woo woo woo...

In the corners where the gods did not pay attention, in the thick fog and sea, there were strong winds swirling and twisting into tornadoes.

Twisted, slender black whirlpools linking the heaven and the earth, wandering on Bansi Island, like evil spirits that choose people to eat.

Daniz only felt his scalp numb and his spine chilly.

At this time, he suddenly saw some figures stumbling towards him not far away.

There was a watermelon-sized black figure behind these people, approaching them quickly, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

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Daniz shouted subconsciously, and he waved his hand and drew out a long flaming whip.

The red firelight passed through the gaps between several figures, and whipped the black figure away.

Gululu...

After the black shadow rolled some distance away, Danitz could see clearly what he had hit with the help of the light emitted by the flames.

That's a head.

A head that has broken away from its body and only has a long esophagus hanging from it!

It was suspended in mid-air, and its face looked like shriveled cheese covered with mold. The skin with yellow-green liquid was obviously sagging, but it outlined the outline of the skull.

There were only two black holes left on its nose, its eyes were more white than black and bulged outwards, and most of its lips were rotten, revealing teeth mixed with blood and sharply polished.

Shit! When "Fire Flame" Daniz saw this scene, his heart trembled slightly and he cursed secretly, becoming more and more desperate about whether he could escape from Bansi next.

"Hey, who are you? You don't look like the aborigines on the island. Why are you still wandering around outside at this time?"

Facing Daniz's questions, several people acted very numb.

It wasn't until he asked the second time that the one who seemed to be the leader among the several people managed to raise his head, revealing a desperate face with mysterious patterns on his forehead. He looked at Daniz with bloodshot eyeballs, almost

He whispered:

"We are followers of the 'Maharaja'..."

"Come under His inspiration to gather on the island of Bansi..."

"As a result...as a result...the prince died..."

"God is dead..."

God, God is dead...shit!! Daniz swallowed hard, feeling his throat was a little dry, and asked:

"The 'Great King' you are talking about is not the 'Great King who was conceived by a virgin', right?"

“Are you also His Lamb?”

The leader, whose forehead was branded with mysterious patterns, turned his empty eyes slightly, revealing a bit of excitement.

"We'll talk about this later... We, we have to find a safe place quickly..."

Daniz held his left hand emptyly, and a "red" ball rapidly expanded in his palm, and flames swirled and burned.

Then he leaned forward, dragged his arm, and "threw" the ball of flame, letting it hit the head that moved again with a bang.

The fire rose up, burning red, and the skin of the head was quickly blackened, making a "sizzling" sound, and was burned to ashes.
To be continued...