Chapter 450

It was to no avail.

The power of disaster surged.

His divine kingdom, divine body, and divine soul slowly stepped into death.

Not just him.

At this moment—

The thousand intermediate true god-level Tiger Tooth Divine Army soldiers within the disaster force field.

All fell in despair one after another.

And from beginning to end.

The Disaster Knight ‘Nazgrim’ did not even appear.

"Terrifying power."

Li Li Li Yue praised in his heart.

As expected of an Apocalypse Knight.

Power related to the apocalypse is indeed terrifying.

At the same time.

He was even more expectant of the other three Apocalypse Knights.

He wondered when the four Apocalypse Knights recovered their full strength.

When the four joined forces—

How terrifying and powerful they would be!

"Stop!"

"I am the Twelfth Army Lord of the Tiger Tooth Divine Army under the Ancient God Clan's 'Lord of Military Might'!"

"Do you want to fight the great Lord of Ice to the death!"

"Stop it for me!!"

Amidst the vast disaster power.

The Twelfth Army Lord of the Tiger Tooth Divine Army had bloodshot eyes, crazily and anxiously charging left and right, roaring and howling.

He was, after all, an intermediate true god at the Six-Moon realm, with astonishing strength.

Even though the power of disaster was extremely terrifying.

It was dispersed quite a bit in front of him.

And it was precisely because of this that he saw the miserable scenes of his soldiers falling.

But no matter how he roared.

No matter how his divine power surged and swept around him.

He could only affect the disaster power within a radius of a few dozen kilometers.

"Offending my Divine Lord—"

"Must be beheaded."

A cold and ruthless voice suddenly sounded.

The next moment.

A terrifying sword light, pitch-black as ink, as if to split the world, slashed over fiercely!

The sword light shone.

Vaguely.

It seemed as if hundreds of millions of living beings were wailing within it, enduring endless disaster.

"Come out!"

The Twelfth Army Lord roared, his face ferocious, his battle sword stabbing crazily toward the incoming sword light.

A full-force strike from an intermediate true god at the Six-Moon level—

Was terrifying to the extreme.

Even if a medium-sized plane spanning millions of kilometers were in front of it.

It would collapse by nearly half under this strike!

The divine might was so great.

It was as if six shocking bright moons had suddenly exploded.

But—

The pitch-black sword light, carrying the power of disaster that made all gods fear, easily split the stabbing battle sword!

An intermediate divine artifact—

Was split right down the middle just like that!

It was like a knife cutting through butter, or a craftsman splitting a bamboo pole, so smooth that one felt it was not an intermediate divine artifact, but a piece of rotten wood!

BOOM!!

The terrifying sword light, under the Twelfth Army Lord's drastically changed expression.

Slashed directly onto his divine body.

The thousands of defenses that erupted suddenly—

Were all like thin paper, with no power to resist.

"You…"

"You are…"

The Twelfth Army Lord was extremely terrified, wanting to say something.

But after opening his mouth, he only managed to say a few words before his entire divine body exploded.

The godhead separated.

The divine soul within was full of terror, about to flee with the godhead.

But from all directions.

The endless disaster power, as if a shark that had smelled blood, suddenly swept toward the center crazily.

Time seemed to have lost its effect.

In just an instant.

This godhead with six moons was fixed in place, unable to move.

"No—!"

A shrill sound of a divine soul rang out.

But it was instantly drowned out by the endless disaster power.

Not far away.

Pitch-black disaster power rose and fell.

The Disaster Knight ‘Nazgrim’ rode on his warhorse with an indifferent expression, holding the knight’s greatsword in one hand.

His body was straight, wearing ancient pitch-black armor, standing like a long spear.

The next moment.

He turned his horse’s head expressionlessly and walked in another direction.

Not long after.

Another shrill, extreme scream rang out.

That Eleventh Army Lord, who was also at the Six-Moon level—

Was also killed with one sword strike.

…

The vast pitch-black disaster force field shrouded the firmament for only half a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.

No corpses.

No blood.

No broken divine artifacts or armor.

The entire sky was as blue as if washed, as if nothing had happened before.

Only a cold knight stood tall, that pitch-black armor like a bottomless abyss.

Whoosh—

The knight descended, kneeling on one knee before Li Li Li Yue, the knight’s greatsword pointing to the sky, his voice still cold:

"Divine Lord, the enemy has been eliminated."

"You have done well."

"Rise."

Li Li Li Yue smiled.

Regarding ‘Nazgrim’s’ strength, he already had a measure of it in his heart.

Quite satisfied.

And the other was still far from recovering to his peak.

Once he recovered to his peak—

Then he would be a living superior true god!

In the entire endless void.

Even supreme main gods have many subordinates who are not superior true gods.

Looking at the surrounding true gods who were all dazed.

He waved his hand gently.

Immediately—

A purple thunder light curtain swept out, shrouding and isolating an area of ten thousand kilometers.

"These are the seized resources; please check them, Divine Lord."

‘Nazgrim’ stood up and handed over a ball of divine power light.

In the ball of divine power light.

There were a large number of shrunken divine powers, divine artifacts, godheads, and other items.

"Have the pure souls been collected?"

Li Li Li Yue took it and asked.

"They have been collected in full."

‘Nazgrim’ nodded and raised his hand again.

In the center of his palm, another ball of divine power light appeared, with starlight inside, as if it were a world.

"Let's go, revive your companions."

Li Li Li Yue’s eyes flickered, and he spoke.

He was quite excited in his heart.

Soon—

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse would all be born!

One Disaster Knight was already so terrifying.

With all four knights out, this would undoubtedly be another great trump card in his hand!

Whoosh—

0 0 0

In the blink of an eye.

The two disappeared from where they were.

…

Nine Heavens Palace.

The young master of the Ancient God Clan, the only heir of the Lord of Military Might, ‘Faraday’, sat quietly cross-legged, comprehending the scenery of the Nine Heavens Palace.

The diamond-shaped gem between his brows shone brilliantly, extremely dazzling.

Around him.

A crescent-moon-shaped divine artifact flew up and down, cold and peerless.

A sharp, terrifying edge was vaguely revealed, and the void was easily cut open.

Whoosh—

Suddenly.

A light curtain rushed out from a ring on his hand and unfolded in the void.

In the light curtain.

It was still that old man of the Ancient God Clan, his brows furrowed at this moment:

"Young Master, something has happened."

"Hmm?"

Faraday slowly opened his eyes, and a shocking light pierced through the void.

His eyes carried a sharpness, his voice cold:

"Didn't I say, do not disturb me?!"

He was currently preparing to impact the Seventh Moon; if he were disturbed and failed, would he not kill someone?!

"Young Master, please forgive me."

"Something big has happened."

The old man said bitterly.

This matter was too big.

Were the Green Dragon Army Group.

Even now.

His heart was still full of disbelief.

A thousand Tiger Tooth Divine Army soldiers, plus the Eleventh Army Lord and the Twelfth Army Lord joined forces—

But they were all wiped out!

"What is it?"

Faraday frowned and said faintly.

Something big?

In this extraterritorial battlefield, what else could be a big deal?

— Author's Notes —

Seeking flowers.