Kingdom of the Night, Lighthouse Town.

The town on the border of the Esos Plain is still very peaceful. In the auditorium in the center of the town, Enzo is finishing a meditation.

"Finally, it's completely restored!"

Enzo slowly breathed a sigh of relief. After several months of cultivation, the power consumed in the Battle of the Three Gods has been completely restored. The Crow of Killing and the Crow of Emeralds are the same. Only the Crow of Disaster is still in a sleepy state.

"Chip, call out my physical data!"

"Enzo/Strength:35/Physical:33/Praise:37/Level: Third-level Wizard/State: Good."

Looking at the data panel in front of me, Enzo's eyes flashed slightly.

The third-level wizard's realm has stabilized and its mental power has reached 37 points. After Enzo arrived at the Lost Continent, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He is only one world away from being promoted to the fourth-level wizard.

"I can leave when the matter of the Killing Temple is over!"

Enzo stroked his chin and sighed, "It's a pity that the disaster crow has not yet awakened. Otherwise, using its power, I can open the door to the void and go directly to the other world where the disaster god is."

Conquering a different world is the key to advancing to a fourth-level wizard.

According to Enzo's current plan, he must first wait for the opening of the Temple of Killing. When the incident in the Lost Continent ends, he will return to the North Continent. He will first fight for the identity of a deputy dean from the academy as a third-level wizard, and then find a way to gather strength, use the power of coordinates to open the door to the void, and officially start an expedition in another world.

At the beginning, Enzo was just a soldier in the plane expedition of the Senling World.

This time, he will conduct an expedition to the world where the God of Disaster is located as the leader. If he can succeed successfully, Enzo will become the youngest all-spirit wizard in the history of the Dark Extreme Realm.

"I have been away from the Dark Realm for so long, and I don't know how the academy is doing."

Enzo murmured to himself that he had been in the Lost Continent for a long time. Due to the interference of the power of rules, he could not contact the North Continent and knew nothing about what happened to the Dark Pole Domain and the Academy.

"Calling the time, the Temple of Killing is about to open, right?"

Then, Enzo took a deep breath and said firmly, "Since you have arrived at the Lost Continent, you must at least accumulate enough capital to reach the fourth level before you can return to the North Continent!"

......

Lost continent, near Dira Canyon.

Among the mountains one after another, under the shadow of huge rocks, a figure was leaning against the side, with its chest undulating.

Not far away, a female body was lying.

Jora's face was extremely pale. He had just experienced a battle, which caused great consumption. At this time, the gloss in his eyes flashed violently.

"Kill! Keep killing!"

The voice in his mind was clamoring wildly, Jora's expression was ferocious and distorted, but with his strong will, he returned to normal. He sat on the ground weakly, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"I'll survive!"

"The Temple of Killing is about to open. Almost all the Slaying Sons will gather here on the entire Lost Continent. The characteristics of the killing marks devour each other make my situation more and more dangerous!"

After a while, Jorah got up.

He looked at the woman who had lost her life not far away. She had a mark on her face, and was also a son of killing, but she had been killed by Jora.

The characteristics of the divine nature of killing are mutually devouring, making all the sons of killing hostile to each other.

As time goes by, the closer we get to the opening of the Temple of Killing, more and more sons of Killing are attracted to the vicinity of Dila Canyon, and they inevitably fight.

The woman in front of me was already the third son of killing that Jora encountered during this period.

After three consecutive battles, Jora won all the victory.

The opponent's killing mark was absorbed, which made Jora's strength quickly improve, but the desire for killing in his mind became stronger and stronger, and even reached a level that was somewhat unsuppressible.

Suddenly, a breath kept approaching.

Jora's pupils shrank, and he quickly raised his head. After feeling the same breath of the Slaying Son, he turned around and ran wildly without hesitation. Just after a battle, Jora was exhausted and had no power to fight again.

In a moment, Jora disappeared.

Soon, a male killer son with pointed ears and delicate face jumped off the huge rock and landed smoothly on the ground.

"It's the son of killing, but the mark has been taken away." The Drow elves looked at the corpse not far away and said in a deep voice.

On the ground, an ancient tree drilled out of the soil.

Then, with the green light flashing, the ancient tree turned into an old man in green robe, looked at the female corpse with gloomy eyes and frowned slightly.

"That is, we're going to be one step later?"

"Yes, Lord Geweng." said the Drow Elf respectfully.

After feeling the breath of the Slaying Son nearby, he and Geweng arrived at the first time, but they still lost. I have to say that Jora's alertness is indeed very high.

......

At the same time, within the territory of the Red Snake Kingdom.

Inside the gorgeous palace, Helaya's eyes were dazed and an expression of incredible expression on her face murmured.

"I lost, I actually lost?"

"The winner is decided, it's time to fulfill his promise, His Highness Helaya." Not far away, Qiluo said with a smile on his face with a hint of fatigue.

"How is this possible?"

"I was defeated by a new god?" Helaya's face was pale, and she still couldn't believe that as an ancient god, she was defeated by a new god, the giant spider god, who had just ignited the divine fire.

Not long ago, a god battle occurred in the territory of the Red Snake Kingdom.

The giant spider god fights against the crying goddess. The former is a new god, while the latter is an ancient god famous for his weakness. In the eyes of the goddess of night, the rookies peck at each other and end in just a few hours.

Helaya's charming power cannot control Qiluo.

However, she was accidentally dragged into a dream by Qiluo and lost without any notice. The divine power between the two was consumed, but neither was injured.

Next to him, Lucy Less breathed a sigh of relief.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Such an ending is the scene she is most looking forward to. A god war ends, neither Helaya nor Qiluo were injured. The victory of the giant spider will also win the loyalty of the goddess of crying for herself.

"Hraya, Qiluo!"

"The loyalty of the two gods, coupled with the re-mastering of the Night Sword, is enough to make me the top god of the world. If I get another loyalty from the gods, I can directly impact the realm of the gods."

Lucy Lace's eyes flashed, and she kept thinking in her heart.

The fundamental reason for the gods of the gods is the loyalty of the gods. When a god in the world has three gods, he can reach the realm of the gods, which is the basis for the promotion of the gods.

Above the throne, Helaya's face looked ugly.

"I wouldn't agree to her if I had known it..."

Hraya bit her lip and wanted to slap herself in her heart. She was greedy for the body of the goddess of night, but in the end she lost her freedom. Under the constraints of the contract, she could only become Lucileth's follower.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Lucileth stepped forward and said in a deep voice, ": Be loyal to me and make a contract from God, Helaya!"

“...Is it okay to discuss again?”

Hraya tried to struggle in the end and begged, "I promised to have another god war next time. I must stand on your side, so don't sign a contract with God."

Lucy Less didn't talk nonsense, and directly activated the power of the contract.

Hraya screamed and fell from the throne. Her face was full of grievance, and she had no choice but to split her soul a little.

"I have never been following God for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"From now on, you must be gentler to others, respected Lord Lucileth, the goddess of night." Helaya felt pitiful.

Lucy Leith looked dark and took the other person's soul.

Since then, the signing of the God of the Secret God, plus the giant spider god next to it, the Goddess of the Night has already owned two Goddes. Although they are both the weakest, after a period of running-in, Lucy Less's strength will definitely improve.

......

Near Dira Canyon.

Along the rugged wilderness, a shadow suddenly surged, wrapped in two black robes and appeared in place.

"This is the place where the Temple of Killing is located?"

Lyles looked around and looked at Dira Canyon. Frederica, the god of the black snake next to him, nodded slightly and took out two broken maps from his arms.

"I got these two maps as early as the North Continent."

"The location of the Temple of Killing is recorded in detail above, but unfortunately, half of it is in the hands of a human wizard. With only half of the map, I can only infer that the Temple of Killing is in Dila Canyon, but I cannot lock in the specific location." Frederica shook his head with some regret.

"Half of the map is enough." Lyles nodded slightly.

The news that the Temple of Killing has been spread in the Lost Continent. The gods and the Son of Killing will gather near the Dila Canyon. If you have more information, you will undoubtedly seize the opportunity.

"It must be successful this time!"

Lyles' eyes flashed and he said firmly, ": There are at least three divine fires left in the Temple of Killing. As long as I can seize two of them, I can directly attack the realm of the gods of the gods. Then I will settle the score with Lucy Less."

Frederica nodded slightly, but her face changed wildly the next moment.

"Uh...ah!!"

Frederica's pupils suddenly contracted, and burning pain came from his chest, which made his expression ferocious on his face, and he let out a low growl.
To be continued...