The red-haired demigod slowly walked towards Akmanmeng, and his powerful posture and boundless pressure were overwhelmed, just like a storm wrapped around the lonely boat in the sea.

The red sea of ​​flowers spread to the end of the sky.

In the face of myth, the originally tall and steady pyramid makes people feel crumbling.

“Ackermanmon.”

"The last generation of King of Ten Thousand Snakes, descendants of Pence."

"Who tempted you, who was pushing you, who gave you these evil forces and taboo knowledge that do not belong to you?"

"Is it?"

"Is it the King of the Abyss?"

"Or other gods?"

The god spoke Akmanmon's name and his identity.

But it is obvious that the gods are more concerned about the existence behind him, and doubting whether anyone has other thoughts about Suinhall.

Ackermanmon tells the Bloody Goddess: "No one."

The Snow Red Goddess: "Then what exactly did you make ghouls?"

Under the suppression of the power of the gods, Akerman involuntarily said: "I want to be an existence like you, without any restrictions."

The bloody goddess frowned: "There are many kinds of powers to pursue, but yours is not recognized."

Ackermanmon: "It's not recognized, but I still want it."

Having said that, there seems to be nothing to say.

The bloody goddess looked at Akmanmeng and seemed to be vaguely sure that behind Akmanmeng was not the evil god of original sin.

After all, the evil god of original sin resisted the attack of the Ruh monster and even removed the door of original sin. The bloody goddess did not believe that the other party could wake up so soon.

"It seems that no matter what era it is, there will always be someone who will override their desires."

The bloody goddess looked at the pyramid again, and all the births of ghouls originated from this.

"No matter what race, it has its own reason in this world. Life does not care about its good or evil, because every race may be evil for other races."

"This may also be the reason why the Crown of Wisdom responds to your oath."

"But unfortunately, I cannot allow your existence like this to rage on the land of Suinhall."

"Especially, under the control of someone like you."

“Ackmanmon!”

The god recited Akmanmon's name and gave him the judgment of death.

The words fell.

The red-haired demigod stood in the sea of ​​flowers, lowered his waist and picked off a cup of blood mist.

Twist it in his hand and blew a breath towards the pyramid.

The petals are floating.

A bloody hurricane penetrates the world.

In Akmanmeng's eyes, the red sea of ​​flowers disappeared, and the stars in the sky also disappeared.

A bloody storm swept through, and the entire pyramid of the grave was caught in it, and it was to be crushed into powder together.

But at the moment of the storm, another ritual inside the pyramid was also completely launched.

Layers of light spread out and turned into a light realm.

But the storm did not stop at all, shrinking and crushing towards the pyramid.

pity.

The pyramid, which was cast by countless people, consumed huge amounts of extraordinary materials and ritual arrays created by the powerful. It is not worth mentioning in front of the real god at this moment, and it cannot withstand the other party's breathing power.

In just a moment, I saw the barrier begin to melt.

The pyramids began to shake violently, making a sound of collapse.

Akmanmon seems to be struggling dyingly.

He activated the power of the entire pyramid, and countless insects spread from the pyramid, some of which were dozens of meters long, and some were only the size of rice grains.

A large number of insects emit light and merge with the barrier of the pyramid.

He had exhausted all his strength, but he had no effect in the face of the power of the gods.

In the end, he could only face the Blood Storm.

“Death is just the beginning.”

“Not end.”

Immediately afterwards.

The storm swallowed everything, and the ritual barrier was violently wiped out.

The storm was lifted up layer by layer in the bloody hurricane, and huge rocks flew into the sky.

Akmanmeng's curse seal spirit was destroyed, and the silver worm of the main body of the curse seal spirit turned into dust in the blink of an eye and collapsed back into Akmanmeng's body.

As a result, Akmanmon's body was also submerged.

His flesh and blood were wiped out by the storm, leaving only a skeleton.

Ackerman is dead.

But the fishy goddess felt it was strange, and the other party seemed to be asking for death on purpose.

The bloody goddess waved her hand and stopped the terrible storm.

Countless huge rocks fell from the sky, and the originally magnificent pyramid now turned into a pile of rocks.

Finally, Akmanmon's skeleton also fell from the air and hit the ground.

The bloody goddess walked towards the front, but suddenly felt something.

He raised his head and looked into the air.

An invisible door opened, and ancient laws originating from the ancient times acted on the present world and gathered here.

"The Law of Creation?"

"Dream of life?"

The bloody goddess suddenly recalled something.

A long time ago, the evil god of original sin seemed to have used a technique to use the dream of life as the anchor point, so that the divine arts props can possess the power as the core of the ritual and can hide deep in the dream world to influence the real world.

Akmanmon was indeed dead, and he really disappeared.

But under the influence of the last ritual power, his dream flew to the distant other world with the magic props Silver Worm.

The dream world is also called the kingdom of the gods.

The fishy goddess frowned. He could have confirmed that this was the method that Xiao had used.

"Divine Art Props·Destined Line Lifting Puppet?"

"This is another set."

The props made by this method are not powerful to the gods. At least in terms of positive abilities, the gods can easily destroy it or its derived power.

But it's very weird and disgusting.

Because it is difficult to eliminate and eradicate, coupled with the wisdom crown pledge made by Akermann, it adds to the level of trouble.

Although the bloody goddess saw what Akmanmon wanted to do, she didn't understand what the meaning of it was.

Ackerman died even though he was dead. What did he want to do with his dream of life and props?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The destined thread-lifting puppet is used by Xiao to resurrect himself, and it is used by Xiao’s servant Barrow’s dream.

And Akmanmeng himself died completely, and he himself became a dream of life. Who else does he want to resurrect?

"Unreasonable."

The fishy goddess can even understand Xiao, but cannot understand Akmanmeng.

Because what Xiao does has no bottom line, but the purpose is clear.

And the guy in front of him can only be described as unreasonable.

at last.

The bloody goddess picked up Akmanmeng's skull, and the birth of the ghoul seemed to become inevitable from the moment the crown of wisdom vowed.

In this way, this thing may be useful in the future.

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Akmanmeng's dream of life keeps floating upwards.
To be continued...