Accompanied by harsh laughter, Des slaughtered hundreds of thousands of elite mercenaries on the western defense line, killed hundreds of extraordinary levels and above pieces of the sixth level that were pieced together by hundreds of mountainous countries, and turned into a thick gray fog and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

No one had time to stop him.

No one can find him.

He was just summoned back, and the lord of the cemetery, the billions of coffins and the lord of the cemetery, slipped away easily.

Everyone's heart was heavy.

Something like a god...

When He suddenly appeared before himself from myths and legends, this psychological impact was still extremely huge.

In particular, this is not a good guy, but an evil god who takes it as his responsibility to kill all living beings and stands completely opposite to all living beings.

"What should we do?" An admiral from the United Kingdom of Nice asked blankly.

No one said anything, no one spoke.

No one knows what to do.

After so many years, the glory has lasted 1,380 years. It has been more than a thousand years. No one has ever dealt with the gods. The oldest person present is Margaret III, and she is less than 100 years old...

God knows what to do.

Qiao asked for a cigar from Hesen, held it in his mouth, and did not ignite it, and just felt the strong smell of tobacco. He looked at the pale faces of everyone present and said hesitantly: "Or what if we are going to... kill God?"

Shrugged his shoulders, Qiao said vaguely: "The bedtime story that my mother told me also has the legend of killing gods... Those elite teams, composed of the top elites on the mainland, resolutely challenged the evil god and finally slashed the evil god under the sword."

A great priest wearing a silver robe looked at Qiao coldly: "But, child, fairy tales are just fairy tales... In the secret script of the Yingui Church, there has never been any example of successfully challenging the gods... Only the gods can defeat the gods."

Joe raised his eyebrows: "Oh, oh, that is... Al has a god?"

Joe remembered what Salian had said to him.

Since the Al organization can treat gods as prey and since they can raise, suppress and seal gods, according to the old priest's opinion, there must be a god-level existence within the Al organization.

The old priest glanced at Qiao meaningfully, and focused on scanning the saint badge of the Silver Osmanthus Church hanging on the fragments of Qiao's collar. She nodded to Qiao and didn't say much.

Margaret III shook the long sword in his hand, and a low sound of sword sounded, and a smear of black smoke spewed out.

She shook her hands and threw the sword out for dozens of miles.

"Doron, give this guy a few swords to make him sober."

Margaret III screamed.

Her heart was filled with anger and great resentment towards the church's charlatans - a great situation, and the two newly promoted gods actually successfully advanced in front of everyone.

They had the opportunity to suppress Des.

What's the result?

The bastard in the church, he actually started to rebel without saying a word.

Well, Des escaped...but, looking at the direction of his escape, the old nest of the two major churches is also in the mountains of the west. Haha, if Des breaks into the Dabo...

Doron, who was holding the god of the church, grabbed Helinger's killing with his backhand.

He laughed: "Old guy, do you still remember me? I am Doron... Do you still remember when we fought side by side, and I cut off the heads of 30,000 Xueyuan barbarians with my own hands and made Jingguan in the north?"

Helinger's killing erupted with a terrifying roar, and the "hiss" strange screams resounded throughout the world.

His sword body began to expand, and quickly expanded to the size of Doron, who was more than 100 feet tall.

Doron smiled extremely brightly: "Ah, ah, is that? You haven't eaten enough in the years? I know, I know, Margaret, she looks crazy, but compared to me, she is a little merciful."

"She has killed no more than a thousand people with her own hands for so many years? Ah, she is far from me?"

"Margaret...my daughter..."

Doron laughed loudly, and in the laughter, he raised Helinger's killing and slashed hard on the shoulders of the church gods. A shrill shout came, and a huge golden arm gushed with golden divine flames, flying high in a swirl.

"Doron...stop...we are allies, we are allies!"

The severely damaged church gods hissed, and his body stopped struggling and quickly calmed down.

He lay flat in the air, posing in a calm posture as he let the mermaid meat, and looked at Doron with gentle eyes: "My Majesty Doron, we should stop killing each other. Our enemies are the abyss, Des, not each other!"

Doron looked at the guy coldly: "Are you awake?"

The gods of the church smiled: "I am completely awake, I have replied to my mind, I have completely replied... You must know that from the mortals entering the realm of gods, my soul was too strong to do something so unwise just now."

Doron smiled strangely: "Don't make excuses, I understand, I understand... Hey, who are you? Mu, or is the blood curtain lion Dudo Saint Zion who I have known for sixty years?"

The church gods narrowed their eyes: "Is this question important? The most important question we have now shouldn't be..."

A fierce and fierce aura flashed in Doron's eyes.

He grinned, and then, amid the countless terrifying shouts of churches, he slashed the head of the church god with one sword.

The black divine light overwhelmed the golden divine flame, and a greedy will surged out of Helinger's killing. The essence of life, his power source, and his soul imprint were all swallowed up by Helinger's killing.

"You're still dead." Doron slowly stood up, spitting out chaos all over his body, and his evil divine power fluctuated. His fierce eyes swept across everyone present: "If you are sure, the old brothers from the abyss, you can try to break through the realm of the gods...but, the church is exceptional."

"Golden Oak Church, Silver Oak Church, you are not allowed to break through until the hidden dangers inside you idiot souls are solved... I don't want to have a lot of clones of someone coming to cause trouble for me."

Doron nodded to the people present: "Brothers, stare at each other. The church is not allowed to break through. We must reach this consensus, otherwise, it will not be messy enough?"

These epics, legends, and demigods from the Abyss God Crying City looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

No one of the opinions of Doron, even the extraordinary powers of the church, felt bad.

Everyone saw what just happened and remembered it in their hearts...but no one said it.

In the distance, the abyss gate in the center of Tulun Port roared again.
Chapter completed!