"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

The strange phenomenon currently appearing in the sky is a scene that none of the people of Thrishil have ever seen:

The dark star, which symbolizes deceit and madness, emits a bright light that has never been seen in countless epochs!

It's like it turned into a real star.

A huge and solid dull sound penetrated the clouds and the earth.

Once, and again...

Like an invisible drum, it opens at the intersection of life's veins.

Perhaps, only the gods who are high above the stars have seen such a scene.

The mortals looked up anxiously.

They have no respect for Slavgni, the mad and powerful god of terror.

But that doesn't mean they despise Him.

That is a god who has survived from ancient times to this day. His dark wisdom that is always dripping with venom is dangerous and sharp even among the gods.

Fortunately, Slavgni is a paranoid lunatic.

Although, He never expressed this.

But He rarely uses strong violence to realize His will.

Conspiracy, lies...

These dark and despicable methods are an ancient hobby that he never tires of.

Some say that He should be called the "God of Conspiracy."

This statement made an ancient god who also always held the conspiracy priesthood very unhappy.

The dark confrontation between them has raged for several epochs in the passage of time.

Maybe, it will continue...

However, perhaps, it is about to come to an end...

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Thrishil/Top of the Gods

The gods stared solemnly at the scene condensed by sunshine and laughter.

Of course they can directly observe the battle that is taking place outside the material world.

But no one is willing to do this...

Because neither of the two warring parties are very kind people.

But if you don't observe it, it will make the gods feel flustered.

Not because of Slavgni, although he does make many gods feel threatened.

The guy standing outside the Kingdom of Thrishil set off "fireworks" in the void of chaos.

No one can guarantee whether that person will do the same thing in Thrisil.

Especially after getting anxious.

After all, Slavgny is not a good person either.

Before the opponent does not use that forbidden ability, in the eyes of many gods, Slavgni, who is within his own kingdom, will even have a greater chance of winning.

So when necessary, someone has to step in to clean up the mess.

This requires timely observation of the situation rather than through other means with a slight delay.

So, the gods found the God of Play.

He has an artifact that can reveal everything he wishes to know, and it cannot be observed by other powers.

Of course, the style of painting will undergo some irreversible distortion based on the will of the playful god.

Therefore, the picture that appears in the eyes of the gods now is an irregular shadow that symbolizes a small plane, constantly hitting another skull made of countless red Xs.

And as the impact continued to deepen, the skull also let out some kind of angry roar.

This caused a certain woman behind the God of Play to hide her face and run away.

The god of fun looked at it with gusto.

It can be seen that this style of painting really fits his aesthetics very well.

The gods remained silent, sensing the prayers and thoughts of mortal beings in the material world.

Their divine consciousness surges with certain subtle emotions.

To be honest, they have never seen such a scene...

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"Elder Jade?"

"You are truly an elegant elder."

Outside the Peak of Shadows, Slavgni spoke towards the small plane outside across the Kingdom of God.

Under His gaze full of divinity, He could see the small plane constantly breaking apart as it collided with the Kingdom of God.

The rivers surge up to the sky, intertwining with the soil in the sky!

According to this rhythm, this small plane will completely disintegrate in a short time.

The corners of Slavgni's mouth raised a subtle arc.

He is about to "kill" the Emerald Elder, and soon, this news will spread throughout the surrounding planes.

Only those stupid and reckless people can care about the strength of strength.

Only those humble nobles would consider the gain and loss of honor.

Only those lowly servants will pursue justice.

He, Slavgni, has never been bound by those things.

He was never destined to be great, it was He who tore the indigo chip from the scales of destiny.

Even if fate does not favor Him, even if He is born in the infancy of mortal things.

so what!

He will seize this greatness with His own hands!

Slavgni's face was filled with a certain firm will, and his priesthood also emerged with new power.

reality?

Real things will not give Him power and authority...

Just as He has never demonstrated His greatness and ambition, so everything can despise Him.

Arrogance and lies intertwined with some dark shadows in Slavgni's eyes.

This is perfect, and it will be perfect...

Slavgni stood quietly in the Kingdom of God, thinking with an indifferent expression.

go out?

His divine light will not shine on this stupid cat.

What's more, He will not be defeated by anyone before being defeated by that guy.

That is the prophecy that He sacrificed His lies and obtained in endless depth and greatness.

And because of this, He also completely lost the favor of fate...

But so what?

How could I, Slavgni, have ever relied on the power of fate to get to where I am today?

At this time, Slavgni suddenly noticed some feedback emerging from his divine consciousness.

That was an ancient memory from when He was still a mortal being.

At that time, He was called "Fortunate..."

Time stopped at this moment, and Slavgni completely sealed that part of the memory and sacrificed it familiarly.

That part of the memory and the past it encompasses will be lost forever.

Therefore, he felt that the distance between the Shadow Peak and the main plane was once again stretched.
To be continued...