Chapter 504

The woman named Yukinoshita Yukino has always been a selfish person.

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

Besides, 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 be effective by building magecraft arrays with numbers."

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

She groaned helplessly in her heart.

Brother-in-law.

This really isn't something we can solve by just holding on.

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 shockingly.

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 took a step forward, and the second leg condensed.

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

The permeating majesty finally descended as if it were materialized, sweeping in all directions, shaking the sky and the earth.

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

At the same time.

On the distant earth.

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

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

Subsequently.

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

Countless crazy, manic screams, howls, and whispers overlapped from the countless cracks all over His body.

"Carthage, we won!!!"

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

"The master of the storm color—Lord of the Sky Cloud, Luo Wangshen."

New Fuyuki City.

Hiruko Kagetane didn't have a drop of blood on his face, and recited the name of the returning god who was about to cry.

To be honest.

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

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

But the stronger he became, the more he perfected the puzzle, the more he feared, and the more he missed the ignorant and innocent self.

Until now.

His greatest fear finally descended before him, far more terrifying, more transcendent, and more irresistible than he guessed and imagined.

It even made him suspect that the so-called completion ceremony was just nonsense.

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 wishful thinking.

Even if all forty-six of them completed the sublimation, they would probably be the kind of goods that would be blown away in one slap.

Perhaps from the beginning, they were just futile struggles.

"What about that one?"

Kudo Yusaku tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

"Oh, another bigger one?"

Hiruko Kagetane looked numbly at another waking god: "The origin of all things—Flesh Star Mase."

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

Seven central kings...

Kudo Yusaku's mouth twitched, wailing 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.

Hiruko Kagetane had completely given up on treatment, realizing that they were just struggling helplessly like insects, and his whole person was dazed.

"The last old king."

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

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

The last king?

Light flashed in Kudo Yusaku's eyes.

Found it.

The key to breaking the game.

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 a corpse, it is said that in order to cut off the old kings, he threw himself into the sun and burned out."

Hiruko Kagetane glanced at Kudo Yusaku.

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

Yes.

Gods all have immortality, even if they are smashed to ashes, they can wake up.

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

It is because they couldn't find any clues about the last old king Carthage at all, and maybe he really is in the sun, that they desperately chose the path of becoming new old kings.

Just got hope, despair again.

Kudo Yusaku was numb.

City entrance.

The extremely shining 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 down heavily.

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

In the extreme brilliance.

Dense high-rise buildings were instantly dismembered and shattered.

But...

Ta, ta, ta...

Amidst the crisp metal collision sounds, a silver-armored knight covered in glory walked out step by step, holding a cross sword and waving it suddenly, a sword mark crossed heaven and earth, passing by the long-bodied bone-armored monster in the sky.

After a brief pause.

The white human figure 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 fight a few moves with a god-approaching being.

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

In the name of mercy, accommodating the illusory spirit base, a transcendent with 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.