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In Chicago, in a church that was abandoned due to a recent fierce battle, countless bats are gathering here. They are either hanging upside down on the chandelier or staying in front of the window sill. The broken seats are also full of
There were dense, hanging black shadows. There were also bats gathering around. They could not enter the already crowded church, so they could only hang their bodies on the surrounding branches, street lamps, or
It is under the eaves of the surrounding streets.
At this time, their owner, Cain, who can also be called the 'ancestor', is standing on the podium of the church, looking at the broken holy symbol of light in front of him. His face is calm, but there is an indescribable expression in his eyes.
of hatred.
And this wife, Lilith, was standing on the top of the church. She folded her hands on her chest and looked at the dark sky in the distance.
"How many times have I said it, but you should actually thank Him more. It is precisely because of the myths He fabricated that you exist, right?"
"Shut up!"
Cain snorted coldly, and his majestic divine thoughts swept towards the church in an instant. The vampires here, including hundreds of 'princes', all let out muffled groans.
"Don't take it out on our descendants, Cain, we will have to rely on their strength from now on."
Lilith chuckled again, and used her spiritual thoughts to calm the soul turmoil of the many black bats. At the same time, she manifested her body behind Cain, and stroked Cain's face with her slender fingers: "You hate
My own origin and the pain I am experiencing now
It is painful and distressing. But as long as today is passed, everything will change, right? We will usher in a new life, and the future will be infinitely bright. You will become the most powerful god in the world, or the king of demons, and I will
As your queen—"
Lilith's voice was interrupted by a muffled sound coming from outside the door, which made her look behind her with displeasure, and found that the person who pushed the door open was a vampire wearing a field uniform.
"Witt? There's something going on, right?"
That was Vit Gangro, one of the ancients of the Gangro clan.
The seven vampire clans of the 'Secret Party' have four ancients in America, and the two demon clans and the four neutral clans also have four ancients, but this is only limited to America.
The foundation of the vampire family is, after all, in the Old World and the Middle East. With the awakening of Lilith and Cain, more ancient ones are returning from their slumber, and Vit Gangro is one of them.
As the 'Druid' among the vampires, this one is the best at concealment and detection among all their descendants.
"The Master of Destiny must have noticed something unusual, Your Majesty!"
Witte Gangro knelt down half-kneeling and bowed deeply at the same time: "All His churches in this city have entered a state of alert and refused to allow us vampires to enter. The Mechanical Church's armed forces have also begun to mobilize. I personally guess that other
Cities will be in a similar situation. The 'blood feast' we planned in several big cities will be difficult to succeed."
"I'm very alert! I sensed that the blood coffin we stayed in the Land of Destiny has been shattered by His Highness. It seems that He has already discovered it, or even knew it a long time ago."
Lilith sighed with emotion, with a smile and emotion in her eyes: "According to the agreement, we should start, my husband! From here, we can enter the new underworld, and we can tear apart the dream and the goddess of the underworld.
, seize her authority and throne!"
At this time, many vampires in the church all had distorted expressions and showed signs of pain. Some of the more serious ones even coughed up blood on the spot.
Even powerful ones like Lilith and Cain were not immune, the latter even knelt down in severe pain.
——That's the backlash of the 'slavery contract' they made with the Lord of Destiny! Although a certain goddess used the power called 'freedom' to let them get rid of most of the contract restrictions, they still have to bear the price of breach of contract.
However, as these vampires swallowed the blood-colored crystals one by one, their aura gradually returned to full strength, without even a trace of weakness.
Cain also gradually struggled to get up. He was breathing heavily, and his blood-red eyes were covered with threads, like thousands of small insects. Then he waved his hand hard and tore open the void in front of him, and instantly a
A breath of death seeped out from the darkness of the void, covering this place.
"You are right, we have no room to look back."
Cain's voice was cold, containing strong ambition and desire: "Go in from here, my descendants, and destroy everything you encounter, for the sake of your ancestors and for your future!"
At this moment, all the vampires became excited and agitated. They vibrated their fleshy wings one after another and rushed into the darkness without hesitation. There were thousands of them, densely packed, covering the sky and the earth!
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"Sure enough, I chose this time!"
In Twilight Dragon City, Angela, who was sitting on the throne, couldn't help but sigh.
She had already learned about the situation when the vampires launched this rebellion. However, Angela did not look surprised or panicked. Even though the vampire army was in her kingdom of the underworld.
Marching at an astonishing speed, the troops were pointed directly at this twilight dragon city.
There was more emotion in this person's eyes,
"What a stupid guy. If it were in your hands, it would have been the most likely to get out of trouble."
According to the "Bible" of the Illuminati Cult, 'Cain' is the first child of human beings 'Adam' and 'Eve' created by the Lord of Illumination. He was jealous of his younger brother and committed the evil act of parricide.
But in real history, human beings naturally cannot be the creation of the Lord of Glory. It is just a story made up by the Lord of Glory under the instruction of His ‘Holy Son’.
However, 'Cain', as a collection of evil and a murderer of relatives in the Bible, is hated by all believers of the Lord of Glory. From this, 'Cain' was born. It originally had no body of its own, just many radiances.
It is a product born from the collective consciousness of the Lord's followers. Lilith, who is suspected to have been born in the 'blood sea' in ancient China, gave it a body, and thus the vampire family was born.
Because 'Cain' in the Bible is a mortal, he is a human being and cannot become a god or have normal divinity; and because 'Cain' was eventually 'punished' by the Lord of Glory, Glory
The believers of the Lord also expected him to be punished, so he lived in extreme pain every moment.
The knowledgeable Angela understands the origin and current situation of 'Cain'. In her opinion, whether it is Li Mochen's 'fate' or his own 'dream', they have the ability to relieve the pain of the ancestor of the blood race.
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But all of this was destroyed by Cain himself.
"But now he also sees another possibility. As long as he can become one of the masters of this underworld and have the foundation of his own existence, he can also get rid of pain."
Li Mochen's secondary body, sitting on another throne next to Angela, also looked leisurely.
"Don't forget, this person is a collection of 'evil', which also includes greed and ambition. And his wife Lilith is a witch who controls the night, temptation and desire, so you won't miss it.
A scented bait thrown by a goddess."
Therefore, the rebellion of these two people was already within his expectation.
Angela raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then which side will be launched next? The secondary body that can contain A Mo must be at least a main god, right?"
She knew that if there was no other power to support the vampires, this group of creatures between life and death would not be qualified to stand in front of her husband.
——That must be a being who can suppress Li Mochen’s divine power of life and death!
Li Mochen smiled: "You can take a guess, An Qi."
Angela saw the calmness in her husband's eyes, and she was completely relieved and fell into deep thought.
"It can't be Hades. The purpose of the Statue of Liberty is just to weaken your power, not to let the Olympus pantheon seize this key authority. So it can't be Nyx and the goddess of magic. She won't
Let your mother and sisters become stronger than yourself. But correspondingly, you have the strength to control the authority of the underworld.
It cannot be too weak, otherwise it will not be enough to deal with her enemies. Onassis is also impossible. Although Horus usurped all his authority and eventually even drove his nominal father out of the world of light, there is still something between them after all.
A relationship that is hard to break. So, it’s ‘Mort’, right? His true form has completely returned?”
Mot is the son of the Canaanite god-king El and Queen Asherah. He is not only the god of death and the underworld, but also the god of chaos, drought and poor harvests.
And ‘Canaan’, also known as ‘Phoenicia’ by the Greeks, was a pantheon that was defeated and destroyed by the Greek gods.
As a remnant of the Canaanite pantheon, which existed against Olympus until the Roman period, there is no doubt about the power of 'Mort'. His image of the 'God of Death' wearing a black robe and holding a sickle has been passed down to this day.
Revered by the world. The 'Harvest Scythe' held by this person is not only able to harvest souls, but is also a symbol of drought and poor harvest.
In today's world, Mott is 'isolated' enough, isolated enough to be used by the Statue of Liberty.
"You guessed it right, it's Mott. But it's more than just——"
Li Mochen was speaking with admiration in his eyes when he saw a huge black scythe suddenly cut open the sky of the underworld. After breaking through the many restrictions in the underworld, the sharp edge of the scythe still had its remaining power and headed towards Twilight.
Dragon City bombed down.
Li Mochen glanced up into the sky with cold eyes, and looked at the God of Death through several layers of void.
However, it was not Li Mochen who blocked the scythe in the end. It was Twilight Dragon City, a huge bone dragon that flew into the air! The nine hundred-meter-high dragon body rushed directly towards the giant scythe, blasting it away.
became shattered.
That is the ancestor of dragon witches, 'Alduin'. Although it is not its true body, Angela not only used the power of her dreams to fully realize its body, but also used herself as the underworld.
The authority of the Lord has been strengthened to the limit! Strengthened to a level far beyond that of 'Alduin' as an eternal dragon.
"Then my opponent today is Him!"
Angela's eyes flashed with strangeness: "Ah Mo, just use your equal divine power to help me this time, okay? If I can't do it, you can intervene again. I guess I can prove myself now."
At this time, her emotions included comfort, confidence and expectation, as well as a fighting spirit.
She knew that the reason why those gods coveted this land of the underworld was because of her own weakness. And the only way to cut off their ambitions was to use her strength to declare and intimidate them.
She cannot always rely on her husband's strength to control the underworld. She must also take charge of the underworld as soon as possible and become Ah Mo's right hand, so that the latter can win in the endless disputes that will follow.
But now, Angela is confident that she has mastered a power that can be called 'powerful'. There is no one more suitable to establish her power than the 'God of Death' in front of her.
Mote is very strong, but not so strong that she cannot cope with it. This man has been wandering in the outer world for thousands of years, and now after his return, he already has the status of an ancient god with a powerful god level. But this man in the light world
Faith is not enough to elevate his godhood to above fifteen.
Angela knew she couldn't defeat this guy, but now even if she just delayed him for three to five hours, it would be enough to relieve Li Mochen from a huge amount of pressure.
"That's what I want, Angie!"
Li Mochen nodded slightly. He had long since turned away from Mort and looked at the vampires coming in the distance: "And I, I must give these former subordinates a
An unforgettable lesson, no! It’s better not to remember it. Let everyone understand the value of loyalty.”
Most of his current subordinates are bound by contracts to determine the master and slave of both parties.
But if everyone follows the example of these vampires and uses the power of the Statue of Liberty to get rid of the oath, then a quarter of the Rising Sun Group's power will surely fall apart.
Of course, Li Mochen can use enough benefits to tie them up and win them over.
But at the same time, he must also show strong deterrence and let his subordinates understand the cost of betrayal.
And just when the murderous intent in Li Mochen's eyes had gradually solidified, he found a black female figure condensing in front of his eyes.
This made Li Mochen raise his eyebrows slightly, recognizing that this was the incarnation of Nyx, the goddess of night. There was a strange look in his eyes, but then he became normal again.
"Are you surprised? Eris was also surprised. She asked me to come over and have a look."
This powerful goddess was looking with interest at Angela, who was sitting quietly with her eyes closed, controlling the body of 'Alduin', and fighting hard with the god of death, 'Mort'.
"It seems that her growth has exceeded Eris's expectations. You know, my daughter is very suspicious. But now she actually allows me to come here to prevent accidents from happening."
Li Mochen laughed dumbly, and a thick layer of source armor had already condensed outside his body: "Then I think this accident may not be based on his will."
This time it was Nyx's turn to look over in surprise: "You still want to fight me?"
"Why not?"
Li Mochen's eyes were cold: "I know that your highness, even one incarnation of your divine power is enough to kill a powerful god. But do you think you are stronger than Odin?"
And the next moment, there was a flying gun behind him that turned into a stream of light, suddenly shuttled through the void, and penetrated the body of Night Goddess Nyx, and even the core of this incarnation's divine power in one fell swoop!
"Please tell your daughter, Your Highness Nyx! The reason why I set out to Australia is because of my personal desire to maintain the order of this world, not because of her orders or coercion. It does not mean that she can
Do whatever you want to me without paying the price."
This scene that happened in the underworld of America shocked the two goddesses who were in a certain divine kingdom called freedom and strife.
It also made several gods who had begun to enter the main material world raise their eyebrows in surprise, including Asa's king of gods Odin, who also had a look of surprise in his one eye.
The Master of Destiny actually used the ‘Holy Spear of Longinus’ in the underworld of America!
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At the same time, in the Coral Sea, Garcia Ferran recovered his divine clone from the battleship "Pacific Rim" and returned his consciousness to the "Gate of War" magic tower.
He is not responsible for commanding the fleet to fight. He had previously projected the divine clone there just for supervision.
"Lord Paracelsus has discovered the presence of dragon-headed battleships. There are twenty-two ships in total. The total force is expected to be higher than that of Olympus. As expected, it is not just the Olympus family that is targeting us this time.
."
The person who spoke was a young-looking female mage named Ingram Phelan. This person was standing behind the 'God of Strategy' Garcia Phelan, looking forward with great interest and expectancy.
With.
"Your Highness has already rejected them, right?"
Garcia Ferran glanced sideways at the junior behind him, and then laughed dumbly: "You have rejected them, but Ingram, your tone sounds like you are looking forward to it?"
This should be regarded as his great-granddaughter, the God of Strategy, Garcia Ferran, who was consecrated two hundred years after the Civil War. During the long period of time he was a mortal, he also worked hard to run the family. But Garcia Ferran himself
He doesn’t have any noble bloodline, and he didn’t have any glorious family background before. He only relied on his talents in force and military strategy to reach the top of the mortal world. So.
His Phelan family, until the day of becoming a god, had not produced a strong man who could suppress the clan, or even stand alone. There were only three legends in the entire family, and they lacked business talents. So much so that the Phelan family did not have the ability to suppress the clan until the day they became gods.
In modern times, they have only accumulated a wealth of 1.5 billion gold shields. Garcia Ferran himself has to rely on the power of the Matiola family, who help run the church.
The junior in front of him is considered to be the most outstanding disciple of the Feren family in the past hundred years. A genius who became a second-level legendary mage in just one hundred and twenty years.
As Garcia Ferran defected to the Wildenstein family, he also switched families and is now the second-level magic consultant of the Rising Sun Group and a member of the Ninth Storm Company.
"I'm also a little uneasy. After all, it's the day that determines everyone's fate."
Ingram Fearon took a deep breath: "But there are still many expectations. I guess they will be surprised. The power of destiny in the mortal world is definitely beyond their reach! This is our biggest advantage now. So when
If this war breaks out, it will be a collision beyond the imagination of the world."
"But you're still not optimistic about it?" Garcia Ferran penetrated the true emotions of his descendant.
"Those are all extremely powerful ancient gods that have been accumulated for thousands of years."
Ingram Fearon's crystal blue eyes showed a look of speculation: "But limited to this war, I still think that His Highness has a pretty good chance of winning, with a probability of winning more than 60%. I guess we are in the mortal world.
The power can be equivalent to at least 1.5 angel legions, right? Although I am only a second-level magic consultant, I can roughly estimate our
Power. There are at least seventy Storm Companies of the Rising Sun-Light Demon Alliance alone, plus the power of the two churches. I think even the Church of Light has only this power in the mortal world.
.There are also mages. Thanks to Lord Paracelsus and Lord Estantin, our legendary mages should be the most numerous among all parties."
"So even if Ares, Tyr, and even Odin dare to use their true bodies to descend to the realm, there is still hope of repelling them. It is nothing more than using their lives to fill the gap. The 'Chosen Warriors' of Olympus
, the Nordic 'Hall of Valor', isn't this the meaning of their existence? But during this period, how many people will we lose?"
"Indeed."
Garcia Ferran couldn't help but nodded slightly. He thought that his descendant should actually join the army. As a magician, her talents were somewhat wasted.
"But even if he wins this war, His Highness will still face two difficulties. One is the strategic stalemate stage before His Highness leaves the main material world. Within these nine years, His Highness, who is being wary of all parties, will be the leader of all gods.
One of the targets that the kings are attacking with all their strength is Li
After opening the material world, he lost the protection of the Treaty of the Separation of Gods and Humans. If His Highness did not choose a side to seek refuge with, he would most likely be eaten alive by several gods. Especially the latter one, which is the most dangerous stage.
It depends on His Highness’s current choice.”
Ingram Fearon sighed: "You should actually advise His Highness. Sometimes you have to let go."
Even though she knew that the future situation was not good, Ingram Phelan never had the thought of betrayal. She knew that the Phelan family was already inseparable from the Wildenstein family, and rash rebellion would only make the Phelan family fall into the abyss.
"Do you think I am reluctant to part with the strategic priesthood?"
Garcia Ferran laughed dumbly, and his tone was a little bitter.
His current 'strategic' and 'tactical' priesthood not only conflicts with the Nordic Valkyrie Tyr, but also offends the authority of Athena, the god of wisdom. Once his master chooses to compromise, then as a subordinate god, he must give up
These two priests.
"Ingram, you are very smart, but there are many things that are not as you imagined. For example, using human life to repel Odin. Our master of destiny cannot make such a decision. You have studied his teachings.
Isn't it? Secondly, of course I don't want to give up these two powerful priesthoods easily, but if His Highness needs it, I won't hesitate. However -"
Garcia Ferran's words suddenly stopped. He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then his eyes shone with a bright light.
"Coming!"
At this moment, the Yunzhong Battleship and the Dragon Head Battleship, which were already approaching hundreds of nautical miles away, opened fire at the same time. Hundreds of 'Magic Annihilation Cannons' and 'High Energy Plasma Cannons' opened fire at the same time, crossing hundreds of miles of air towards them.
The 'Rising Sun-Light Demon' First Combined Fleet and armed cargo ships on the sea bombarded it.
However, the First United Fleet was also ready. Twelve magic towers appeared above the sea. They either resisted these artillery fires head-on, or used magic to twist and deflect them. These magic towers were equipped with magic annihilation cannons.
, also opened fire at the same time, inflicting heavy blows on these ships.
A merciless counterattack. The main guns of the two battleships in the combined fleet made a deafening roar. Eighteen Holy Spirit Annihilators fired at the same time, blasting those neutron shells that were three people high with a force exceeding Mach 80.
At an astonishing speed, he rushed toward the battleship in the clouds.
At the same time, the vertical launch devices of all warships were opened to the maximum extent, and nearly a hundred missiles soared into the sky, bringing out streaks of fireworks and smoke tracks in the sky.
At the same time, Garcia Ferran also saw in the clouds, those warships in the clouds and the dragon-headed battleships, there were a large number of warriors jumping from the air. There were tens of thousands of them, all walking directly on the sea. In that huge sky
In the huge waves, they launched a charge towards the First Combined Fleet as if they were walking on flat ground.