Chapter 331

Then the door opened wide, and smoke and light like a tsunami poured out, submerging everyone.

They were so satisfied they almost groaned, everyone could feel the crazy leap of essence, the crazy expansion of the base.

Magic circuits raged like wild dogs.

Until the scene inside the door gradually became clear, people's scorching faces suddenly stiffened, as if they saw seven gods carrying Gaia killing their way over, retreating again and again.

Holy crap.

This is different from what was agreed.

Inside the door was a scene like a slaughterhouse of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with ancient gods hung upside down on magnificent stone pillars.

Skinning and dismantling bones, blood gathered into a pool,

That holy light was transformed by the aura overflowing from the blood pool.

186. The Old Ones are just fodder, dismantling bones, splitting bodies, draining blood, and nailing souls!

The curse from the gods was transmitted from the deep layer of the world.

The terrifying demonic shadows linking heaven and earth spread clouds that were almost substantial, their obsession unextinguished, their hatred bone-deep, and the residue even formed demonic monsters roaring and growling.

Wisps of curses and malice occupied, entangled, and bloomed, making people feel a bone-chilling cold.

Even people all over the world, even across the screen, could feel as if their souls were frozen.

Billions of people were numb.

Kami.

Even if he doesn't think these are gods, such magnificent life forms are undoubtedly god-like existences to humanity. In places where the Sky Curtain hasn't appeared, there would definitely be countless cult groups fanatically shouting, regarding them as true gods descended.

And these corpses, no matter what their positioning was among the gods, are undoubtedly natural disasters enough to destroy the world for them.

Now, one magnificent existence after another is like bacon made by old farmers slaughtering pigs and draining blood during the New Year, hung upside down on these sky-reaching stone pillars.

So... the most sacred place as agreed.

The pool of feathering as agreed?

Even the black-haired girl Kagura, whose heart was filled with hatred, couldn't help but reveal a look like she was about to cry.

This hellish scroll, are you sure it's not hell? 113

This is more like a God-Tomb than the God-Tomb outside, right?

Orochimaru's legs were shaking in violent fear, but his eyes were scorching, staring fixedly at the hanging magnificent corpses.

Afraid.

Really afraid.

That is the instinctive fear of facing higher-level life forms.

Just a trace of majesty remaining in the corpse fragments made every cell in him scream.

But...

The corpses of gods!

What a temptation for a biological researcher like him?

Federation.

"So that's it..."

Data center.

The old professor Elson, minister of the newly established Folklore Mythology Department, muttered, his eyes carrying deep shock.

"What, Dr. Elson, what did you find?"

The head of the Melville family wiped cold sweat and asked casually.

Really terrifying.

Not worthy of being the master who plays with world destruction at every turn.

This majesty is really piled up from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Too terrifying.

Elson looked lush with hair, and the academic atmosphere was very rich.

He looked to be in his forties, but in fact, he was almost seventy.

He had so many titles he was too lazy to remember, and he was a titan in the academic world. Seeing the big shots focusing on him, his expression remained terrified: "In the past, I thought that even if it's magecraft, even if it's other transcendent systems, they all pay attention to the conservation of mass and energy, or equivalent exchange."

The big shots nodded.

Condensing magic power extracts life force and spiritual power, and other systems seem to be about the same.

"Growing lush grass and trees requires compost, and the nutrition required for the healthy growth of human infants is also massive, so..."

He looked at the Holy Spirit in the picture, his pupils trembling: "What is needed to become such a beautiful and great existence?"

The big shots stiffened.

"You mean... that..."

Elson nodded, looking at the magnificent life forms hanging upside down: "The higher the existence, the lower the conversion rate. I'm afraid ten gods are not enough to hatch a Holy Spirit of the god level."

The big shots remembered the angel army that covered the sky and sea on the battlefield earlier, countless in number...

Hiss hiss~~~

They trembled all over, finding it hard to imagine how many gods had suffered.

It's even harder to imagine the majesty and dominance of that Lord.

Damn it.

We haven't found traces of gods in reality for so many years; he wouldn't have killed all the gods in this world, would he?

They could even imagine that when the sky-covering Holy Spirit army hunted them down, and they couldn't escape even if they went to heaven or earth, those magnificent life forms called gods were so helpless and desperate.

At this moment, they even felt that these existences who could blow all of humanity away with a wave of their hands were a bit pitiful.

There are many talents on the internet.

Even one step earlier, they thought through all this.

Their hearts trembled violently.

Compared to the strategy of binding them with mythology, this kind of grand spirit of "I can replace them" made their scalps tingle.

It's hard to imagine what kind of will it was in that era, facing such a majestic existence, to actually have such thoughts.

Not worthy of being that person, not worthy of being the ancestors.

End of the corridor.

Reinhard gripped the Dragon Sword tightly.

Solomon III's eyes were red.

Are they all using them to become them? For him, is it becoming a monster? And worrying from time to time that they will revive in his body?

Orochimaru's eyes were unprecedentedly fierce.

He hadn't even thought that one day he would also give birth to emotions like longing and worship.

Compared to that person, he was simply ridiculously small-minded.

What is mere longevity worth?

Too insignificant.

But soon, they were in no mood to sigh.

The magnificent door finally opened completely, and that magnificent Holy Spirit with a huge background smiled.

"Everyone, please!"

He said please.

He respects us too much.

Everyone comforted themselves in their hearts, stepping into the door as if walking into the gates of hell.

Inside the door, divine blood flowed like a river, bones were white, and everywhere were cold winds and shrill wails.

"Hiss~ yi~ ha~~ m——————!"

Right at the door.

The gods are cursing.

The poisonous dragons transformed by the will of resentment and hatred were roaring, their venomous eyes seeming to stare at everyone entering.