The haze that shrouded the sky was dispelled, and the sun hanging high in the sky shone brightly, releasing more blazing light and heat than ever before.
On the ground, the leaves of some short plants even began to turn yellow due to the sudden red light. In some particularly dry places, light smoke even began to rise, and visible water vapor transpired from the rivers and lakes.
In such a climate that suddenly became extreme, the believers of the Sun God who prayed devoutly were very excited, because for them, this was undoubtedly a miracle sent by the god of faith.
But when the second sun appeared from the sky, the followers of the Sun God went completely crazy, and their expressions became extremely excited.
If you look at it from the perspective of the gods, you can see that the power of faith contributed by believers on the earth has increased by more than 60% on average. This is one of the reasons why the gods are willing to show their power from time to time and leave miracles.
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However, this time the Sun God did not perform miracles in order to harvest the power of faith. This was just an added value for him to fight against another powerful enemy.
"These are all your followers. Is this okay for you to show your power so brazenly?"
Muria glanced at the earth below. Compared to the time when he had just raised the fog of death to cover the sky and plunge the world into darkness, the world today was truly in ruins.
After all, the gray mist he raised deliberately avoided the earth below, but now that the sun god is out in force, the power that naturally flows out will cause indiscriminate damage.
If the god who holds the power of the sun does not deliberately suppress his own power when he appears in the sky, then the power he exudes will be no different from the real sun.
"This is also a test for them. Those who truly believe in me will naturally not be harmed by my power, but will receive many benefits.
And no matter how many people die without sincere faith, what does it have to do with me?"
After hearing Muria's question, the Sun God glanced at the earth below, then raised his head, and replied with great indifference, without showing any emotion such as arrogance.
The gods are high above, transcending all things. In their eyes, ordinary mortals are nothing more than ants providing faith. Only the most pious ones can get their attention and obtain the qualifications of saints.
"Should I say, am I really worthy of being a god?"
Instead of having too many emotional fluctuations because of the Sun God's indifferent words, Muria felt that it was a bit natural.
The attitude of the Sun God is very clear. He only cares about the creatures who believe in Him, and for those non-believers, no matter how many they die, it has nothing to do with Him. Even if they die because of His actions, He doesn't care at all.
"Muria, you actually care about these ordinary things that are not even your followers. You are so kind, which really makes me laugh."
The Sun God holding the scepter stared at Muria, with a world of the dead vaguely emerging behind him, and laughed because he could see that the God of Hades was restraining his own power.
"What's so funny? I'm just like you, I only care about my own followers."
Muria responded in a calm tone, his golden eyes scanning the land below filled with mourning victims. Although he felt a little pity, he did not come to rescue.
"Like me? Haha, you have such great ambitions!"
The Sun God reacted instantly, and he understood Muria's majestic ambition.
Protecting all living beings in the realm of the enemy's rule is not a sign of kindness, but one has already regarded them as one's own possessions, so one feels sorry for the losses caused to them.
"What a pity, you don't deserve it!"
"This doesn't count if you say it."
Muria's outstretched palm slowly closed, and the bone spear that had penetrated into the Kingdom of the Sun God began to melt. Bone undead with a murderous aura grew from it, and then poured into the sun along the bone spear.
In the Kingdom of God.
"For the sake of the Sun God, my Majesty, kill!"
"For your Majesty's sake!"
Fanatical war cries rang out in the Kingdom of the Sun God. Facing the legion of bones and undead pouring out of the torn gap in the Kingdom of God, the petitioners in the Kingdom of God spontaneously formed an army to fight.
This is a war whose outcome has been determined from the beginning. With its numerical and geographical advantages, the Kingdom of God’s petitioner army has an undefeated foundation.
However, the victory they want to achieve requires paying a certain price. After all, their enemies are temporary cannon fodder created out of thin air by a god with divine power.
Even temporary consumables, with the blessing of the divine power of death, have terrifying lethality. The most notable feature is that petitioners killed by the undead cannot be resurrected from the Kingdom of God.
This is undoubtedly the most frightening thing for the petitioners who have already enjoyed the taste of eternal life with the help of their gods, and it has even slightly affected the morale of the petitioners. But it is not a big problem, after all, they can enter the Kingdom of God.
They are all devout fanatics.
"After making such a big noise, in the end, you will only be able to play this little trick?"
Being able to feel every petitioner who was fighting against the Army of the Dead and disappearing forever, the Sun God's eyes became even colder. He had no intention of intervening in the war of his kingdom.
If the petitioners he had worked so hard to cultivate for so long couldn't handle this, then what use did he have for these souls?
"Now that you've said that, if I don't come out with something real, I'll be looking down on you."
Muria took a step forward and took a gentle step forward. His figure disappeared from the sight of the Sun God, but in the next moment, a palm covering the sky and covered with black and gold armor appeared and pointed towards the Sun God.
Catch him.
Such a scene is extremely terrifying in the eyes of all living beings on the earth. From their perspective, it is like an unknown demon god trying to pluck the sun from the sky.
Although the appearance of the second sun made them feel uncomfortable and even brought endless disasters to the earth, the sun always symbolized hope and light, and this ghostly palm looked like it no matter how you looked at it.
Unknown.
Dang!
A huge impact sounded between heaven and earth. Facing the palm that was grabbing at him, the Sun God calmly held the scepter in his hand and stabbed the top of his head lightly.
He didn't know how many times he had experienced similar scenes like this in his own memory. The status of gods was mostly confirmed through battles, and as the original god, he was no exception.
But this time, it was a little different from what he expected. The result that he originally thought he could open or even pierce the palm did not happen.
The Sun God only felt an incredibly huge force coming from the scepter in his hand, like a landslide and a tsunami. He was not given any extra time to react. This force that was completely unexpected by him directly tore him apart.
into the jaws of His palm.
Drops of divine blood with thorns of golden flames were floating in the air. Just when these few drops of divine blood were about to be attracted by the gravity of the earth and fall, divine birds cried and ferocious beasts roared. Before the divine blood fell, it was already
It transformed into several strange beasts that controlled the sun's divine flames.
These temporarily created mythical beasts roared, and then rushed towards the culprit who caused them to appear in this world.
After letting them go, the Sun God, whose wounds healed almost instantly, was already angry and hit Muria with the scepter in his hand.
"He is indeed an ancient god."
Seeing that the Sun God used a few drops of his own blood as a guide to temporarily create several spiritual beasts, Muria's eyes suddenly became darker.
Ordinary Gods of Faith, no matter how powerful their bodies are, do not have such magical uses. What's more, Gods of Faith generally do not use their bodies as regular combat power.
Crackling!
A dazzling golden arc of electricity shone on Muria's body, and then the dragon snake's roar sounded from beside Muria. Thousands of arcs intertwined on Muria's body, and then seven kilometers of golden dragon snakes roared.
, riding the wind, faced the divine beast constructed from the divine blood of the Sun God.
Dang!
There was another crash that shook the sky. Facing the attack of the Sun God, Muria drew out his prison halberd and directly confronted him head-on. Even if he became a god, he was confident that he would not be weaker than anyone of the same level in terms of physique.
exist.
"Sure enough, he is indeed a junior who can replace the emperor!"
The confrontation between the Sun God and the new Death God attracted the attention of countless beings, but only those beings who were equal to the Sun God were qualified to watch the battle at close range.
And when they saw this highest-level battle between gods, they couldn't help but marvel at this kind of battle that could only happen between themselves.
"Such a physique cannot be explained by talent. There is no doubt that His Majesty, the God of Death, should have an origin similar to ours."
"I also think that's the case. Who else can fight in close combat with the Sun God besides us beings who were born from the original?"
The gods who control the power of the sun and the gods who control death are fighting in the sky. The golden sun fire and the black and gray death energy occupy both sides of the sky.
However, the mere aftermath of this spill can easily spread to the two beings in the entire world. They do not compete with each other with their own divine power, but engage in the most primitive close combat.
It was this scene that made the beings snooping on the sidelines marvel. Fighting in this way with the ancient gods like them was an impossible task for those who believed in gods.
"However, I can't find any trace of the existence of His Majesty the God of Death in my memory."
"I can't find it either."
"If we don't have memories of Him, then it means that His Majesty was not originally born, which is very interesting."
"It's impossible. We have already verified that no matter how hard anyone tries, it is impossible for them to achieve the same results as us in terms of physical fitness. The environment is different. Just at the beginning, we are already too far ahead of them.
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"One thing can be confirmed. This Death God was born after the war and the world collapsed. During this period, no matter what happens, it is not surprising!"
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting." The god who proposed the hypothesis responded calmly.
"You mean, the world is creating beings that are as strong as our foundation, but with greater potential?"
"I didn't say that, that's what you said."
"How is this possible? It's so ridiculous!" A god commented in a low voice, unwilling to admit this terrible fact.
"Actually, it's quite logical when you think about it. We lost that battle back then. It's normal for the world to no longer place hope on us.
After all, the mother of all things has not left yet, she is still there. This is a fact that exists whether you are willing to admit it or not. We all have to face it sooner or later."
"So according to your speculation, this His Majesty the God of Death was born from the world and leads us to fight against the mother of all things?"
"Almost, it's not impossible. After all, he can continue to control the power of the Sun God. Once he replaces the Sun God, then a god-king who has never appeared in our world will be born."
"It's extremely ridiculous and baseless. Just being able to have a close combat with the Sun God has led you to this conclusion. If you exaggerate a little more, will you have to surrender to His Majesty?"
"Speculation means using wild imagination so that you can find possibilities that are closer to the facts."
"One thing to say is that I don't want to surrender to any existence. I am used to being aloof."