Seven hundred and ninety-four chapters decisive battle (twenty)
Divine self-destruction is always the last move of a god, turning his eternal life and endless divine power into sparks, dragging his opponent to hell with him in despair.
Weak gods can use this to kill powerful gods, and the world of the gods can be relatively stable. The importance of this killing weapon needs no further elaboration.
But is the current situation really that bad for Sofokli?
The answer is obviously no. The abyssal army is still coming in continuously from the plane gate. The main gods do not have an overwhelming disadvantage on the battlefield. Everything is not over yet... Even if the abyss side really loses,
Isn't it enough for him to leave? He would really be stupid enough to "die in the line of duty" for the abyss.
How much interest did he invest in this war? What did he sacrifice everything for, and why did he have to drag other gods to die?
I can't understand it, but I know that the existence in front of me will definitely be able to explain it to me.
"Cavans, what on earth are you doing!?"
For me, the unknown is always depressing, and the feeling of being led by others is really uncomfortable.
But I believe that the person in front of me will give me the answer.
The battlefield at this time was no different from the ancient battlefield in the mythical era. There was no obvious difference between heaven and earth. The blue sky and white clouds were replaced by the cosmic starry sky, and the basic rules of the world were shattered.
I have never seen such a terrifying scene. Countless space cracks were torn open. Vision, sound, and feelings were all artificially distorted. There was an obvious imbalance in the sense of space and time. It was obvious that there were only a few meters apart.
But it seems like it's thousands of miles away.
No, it is indeed thousands of miles away. When you take the first step, you don’t know where the next step will be. When the basic rules of space are trampled, everything loses stability. Every step represents countless possibilities.
Sex, in such a battlefield, the golden strong man is not even qualified to become cannon fodder.
"Answer me! Cavins!"
And in the chaos, the most conspicuous thing is probably this giant god who stands tall on the sky and on the earth.
"Hey, is this my brother? You are worthy of being killed by a cockroach. Even this bomb can't kill you."
Familiar body shape, familiar appearance, familiar cynical temperament. I never thought that such a face could make me so angry.
I took a step forward, but suddenly appeared more than three hundred meters behind. It seemed that I couldn't reach him until the rules of the plane here were stabilized again.
Looking around, the battlefield was in a mess, but there were no survivors.
The Tower of Clouds fell to the ground with thick smoke, and it looked like it was half-destroyed. Regardless of how serious the damage was, and the fact that it was not turned into ruins and dust in the explosion, it meant that they had survived.
At this time, Titan, the most powerful main god in this scene, was not at the core of the explosion. The distance was enough to give him time to react. Now he was half-kneeling on the ground, staring fiercely at Cavins.
And his opponent Danatis, although he was still hanging on, had not died in the explosion.
But the other pair of main god battlefields are very difficult.
I remember that at that moment, Sophocle used his characteristic ability again, splitting it into two parts. One of them represented the demonic part, which locked us and the avatar of the Lord of Holy Light, the God of Wisdom, to achieve the ultimate goal with attribute restraint.
Strong damage.
The other half, as the god of evolution, rushed towards the battlefield between Blackmore and Barbarot...
Now there is only a piece of minced meat and intertwined chaos power, priceless godhead, artifact fragments, demon Lord God's heart, etc., all thrown away like rubbish. I can feel the power of Black Moore, but I can't feel it.
To his existence, it seems that he and Barbarot have fallen.
Carymandas, the God of Wisdom, Barbarot the Devourer of the Lord God, Blackmore the Lord of Despair, if you include the clones of the God of Holy Light, Sophokli fell with four god-level beings in just a short moment.
And each main god is not simply an individual. The gods of order are a collection of rules. The god of order at the god-king level is the top of a god system. He can change the rules of the world with just one word. It is certain rules.
controller.
The Chaos Gods themselves are the products of chaotic evolution, and the number of souls swallowed by them during their growth is countless. Every time a Chaos God falls, countless souls return to reincarnation, and can even affect the water of the Styx.
depth.
And now, in just a short moment, six main gods (Sophokli counts as two) fell at the same time. It was like a large chunk was dug out of the sea, leaving a huge gap in existence, as well as the legacy after the death of the main gods.
Things have made this area extremely unstable.
The situation in front of me provided enough intelligence support. At this point, I had vaguely guessed the premeditation of Sofokli and Cavins, but...
"Brother, you've already guessed it, why do you need to ask more questions? It's not your style to waste your breath."
The Prince of the Abyss came to the scene not just to see the battle situation. Countless little devils flew out from behind him. They dropped down carrying heavy obsidian, as if they were building something.
I was silent. I did guess it, but I didn't expect it to be such a big deal.
"...Is it to open the door? Just to open that door?"
What surprised me was that Cavins shook his head directly.
"No, in fact, there is no door at all. Those two old ladies did a great job back then. The entire universe is closed, just like a stone room without doors or windows. In this case, even if there is a key, there is no lock or door.
There is no way to open this door."
"...So, you have to blow open a door, and the main gods are the necessary sacrifices?"
Although it is a question, it is an affirmative tone. Only with this possibility can there be enough benefits to make Sofokli pay such a price.
Carlos shrugged, smiled and held out three fingers.
"Three main gods are the minimum limit, but Afu has completed his mission well. He has sacrificed enough for six main gods. This area has been initialized. This will become the door to the new world."
There were no emotional fluctuations, it was just a statement of reality, but this unusual calmness that obviously did not fit Cavins' character made me vaguely understand his determination.
"Oh, the initialized world cannot be analyzed in a while. Don't worry about it. Don't worry, I have no interest in those parasites."
As he spoke, he glanced at the Cloud Tower that was slowly rising into the sky in the outer area. It seemed that my plan to hold him back and let the survivors retreat had been seen through.
"Parasite?"
"Isn't it? Those guys are obviously part of the human race, but because they have mastered some superficial magic, they think they have mastered all the mysteries of the world. They are superior to others and naturally enjoy the dedication of ordinary people, but they never regard themselves as a member of the human race.
Just enjoying benefits and never fulfilling obligations is not a parasite. Ha, these are the exact words you said back then."
For a moment, I was silent. From the perspective of that year, the country of mages, which clearly controlled the most powerful power in the world, never did anything to change the world. With my extreme mentality at the time, it was too normal to say such a thing.
...But you still have to be careful. If it spreads somewhere and someone wears small shoes, you will be in big trouble.
"Ahem, we all heard it."
What came to my ears was Heloise's secret words, and the next moment, the teleported light lit up on me. It seemed that the Tower of Clouds had completed the analysis of space.
Looking at Cavins, I finally asked.
"...Why are you telling me this? Why don't you just kill me?"
The expression on Cavins's face was a little strange, as if it was strange that I asked this.
"Why did I kill you? Oh, just by saying this, I know that the old woman in you still has something to say to you. Go back and ask her about our immortality..."
Without hearing the last words, I was dragged back to the Tower of Clouds, and the last scene I saw from the corner of my eye made my scalp numb.
Most of the Eternal Night City that I worked hard to build has been destroyed, and the core sealed in it has also been opened. The person who just crawled out of the core and is staring at me seems to be an old acquaintance of mine...
