Chapter 504

The woman named Yukino Yukinoshita was always a selfish person.

This time, it was also for her own selfish desires to fight for a line of possibility.

And, she is the only adult here anyway.

"If you really want to stay, go organize others to evacuate in an orderly manner, this is no longer something that can work by building a magecraft array by numbers."

Just then, Yukino's expression changed, looking at the evil god's offspring that were activated like a chain reaction, and said quickly.

Groaning powerlessly in her heart.

Brother-in-law.

This really isn't something we can solve by persisting.

With the return of the four-faced god, it seemed to be some kind of signal.

On the right side of the sky, another evil god's offspring began to change.

A blue tornado connecting heaven and earth condensed, built, and formed a gray giant leg covered with bright blue patterns like a sky pillar.

The giant leg stepped forward, and the second leg condensed.

The second step was taken, and amidst countless storms, the outline of a magnificent blue giant emerged.

The permeated majesty finally descended as if materialized, sweeping all directions, shaking the sky and earth.

"Storm... Storm... Storm..."

At the same time.

On the distant earth.

The shot-down sky of flesh and blood also began to squirm violently, countless flesh tentacles stretched out, spreading toward the sky.

Like countless flesh vines, they coiled and entangled with each other, forming a spiral sky pillar connecting heaven and earth.

Subsequently.

The top of the flesh spiral pillar shook slightly, blooming layer by layer like petals, revealing a humanoid covered in radial flesh spikes.

Countless crazy, manic screams, howls, and murmurs overlapped from countless cracks all over its body.

"Carthage, we won!!!"

"The four-faced god of the Crimson Purgatory—Scarlet King Oxi."

"The master of the storm color—Lord of Heaven and Clouds, King Luo."

New Fuyuki City.

Kagetane Hiruko had no blood on his face, and recited the name of the god who returned, almost crying.

To be fair.

At the beginning, they didn't take the murals too seriously.

After all, with the technology of modern people, if you go to ancient times, you might be treated as a god.

But the stronger he was, the more he constantly perfected the puzzle, the more he was afraid, and the more he missed the innocent self who knew nothing.

Until now.

His greatest fear finally descended in front of him, far more terrifying, more transcendent, and more irresistible than he guessed or imagined.

It even made him doubt that the so-called completion ritual was just bullshit.

Relying on a few of them, and then fusing hundreds of millions of humans to become such an incredible and magnificent existence?

It's completely daydreaming.

Even if all forty-six of them completed the sublimation, they would probably be killed in one slap.

Perhaps from the beginning, they were just futile struggles.

"What about that one?"

Yusaku Kudo tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

"Oh, another bigger one?"

Kagetane Hiruko looked numbly at another awakened god: "The origin of all things—Star of Flesh and Blood, Mose."

"Well, one of the seven central kings, the other two tied together are not enough for him to fight."

Seven central kings...

Yusaku Kudo's mouth twitched, and he wailed in his heart.

There must be a way.

There must be a way.

That big shot couldn't give a must-die trial.

He racked his brains frantically, there must be something ignored.

"What about Carthage? Who is the Carthage in his mouth?"

Vermouth suddenly said.

Kagetane Hiruko had completely given up on treatment, sensing the powerless struggle of himself and others who were just insects, his whole person was dazed.

"The last old king."

"The god who slaughtered all the kings and made the Lullaby with their corpses, it is said to be the embodiment of the light of human collective will, to be able to complete such an incredible thing."

"Hehehe, who is not the collective will of the old kings? All humans are in their bodies, accommodating the past of humans, and now they also want to accommodate the future of humans."

Last King?

Light flashed in Yusaku Kudo's eyes.

Found it.

The key to breaking the situation.

Since Carthage could slaughter the kings once, he could do it a second time.

He hurriedly asked: "What about Carthage? After making the Lullaby?"

"Dead, the kind without bones left, it is said that in order to cut off the old kings, he threw himself into the sun and burned out."

Kagetane Hiruko glanced at Yusaku Kudo.

Do you think we are idiots, and wouldn't think of such a big life-saving straw?

Yes.

Gods all possess immortality, even if they are ground into dust, they can wake up.

But at least you need to find a connection point to wake up, right?

It is because there is no clue about the last old king Carthage at all, maybe he is really in the sun, so they desperately chose the path of becoming a new old king.

Just got hope, despair again.

Yusaku Kudo was numb.

City entrance.

The extremely brilliant sword light hung upside down in the sky like stars.

Arima Kisho, who had completely lost his human form and was covered in white bone armor, pressed his hand heavily downward.

The brilliant galaxy filling the sky suddenly erupted like a raging sea, bombing wildly like a storm.

In the extreme radiance.

Dense high-rise buildings were instantly dismembered and shattered.

But...

Tower, tower, tower...

Amidst the crisp sound of metal collision, a silver-armored knight draped in glory walked out step by step, holding a cross sword and waving it suddenly, a sword mark spanned the sky and earth, passing by the slender bone-armored monster in the sky.

After a brief pause.

The white humanoid in the sky fell like a bird with broken wings.

"Is that all?"

The glorious knight sighed softly.

Although the man who had completely turned into a monster in front of him was already close to the fifth-rank limit, and could even barely make a few moves with a Near-God.

But he is a knight under the King's cloak.

In the name of mercy, accommodating the illusory spiritual base, a transcendent possessing the power of a heroic spirit.

Although the scale of power is still far from the fifth-rank, this is a qualitative gap, without realizing the light of will, there is no qualification to touch him.