What a surprising thing. At the same time, when that monster... well, it should be impossible to call it the Great Gold Gressu. And I don't know how to characterize it. So it is the most correct to describe this guy by the simple and easy-to-understand name "monster". While the monster was raging in the mechanized army of the empire, I, who was thousands of miles away, noticed this strangeness. This is the reason for my further sublimation of my divine power. It includes the territory of the Sylvanian Empire and the four vassal states of Sylvania. These territories and territories now have temples of science and truth. More or less, there are believers who believe in me, the God of Science and truth. So more or less, I can sense what is happening in these places.

Of course, this "what happened" does not refer to the love triangle between so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so-so-and-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-shocking the very innocent gods... That kind of person's true thunder-killing is to kill him, no one will feel heartbroken.

The "what happened" I am concerned about means that what hinders my rule does not come from the secular level. It is not the rebels, the rioters, bandits, the remnants of the previous dynasty, the evil gods in the material world, and other gods believers. It is spiritual, metaphysical, spiritual, and obstacles from other gods.

Just like now, in the North, on the battlefield where the Eighth Division fought fiercely with the ogres, the army that should belong to mortals had more evil, powerful, corrupt and decaying, and godly auras.

That was Nagor, the Nurgur evil god who was in charge of the disease of death. Or he was delighted by seeing excellent experimental materials, or he was surprised by seeing toxins he had never seen before. In short, no matter what, this dirty and fat claw was fished across the border. Of course, this requires a little punishment.

I stood up and patted the butt of the woman in front of me. The woman who had taken too much psychedelics reluctantly raised her body. I looked at the dull face of the guy. I held back the ** that just broke her neck so simply. I just slapped her hard and let her go away. Then I opened the door of the room, walked out, and returned to my divine realm.

Although I probably want to talk about "this woman" at this time, this matter can be put into the future. Now it is still mainly to solve the chaos in the North. But one thing is certain. I am not the kind of pervert who abuses women and uses it as a pleasure. I have a reason to do this. Everything is caused by that woman.

Seeing that the magnificent and diverse buildings and troops were becoming more and more obvious in my divine realm, I was proud to send an elite divine servant to the divine realm of Nag'er to "say hello" to him, but of course, this idea disappeared quickly. No matter what, this "revenge" was a little too much. After thinking about this, a metal angel unit landed again next to me, knelt on one knee and saluted, and stood back, as if it were sculptures.

"Then, just use that." I thought about it, and then I thought of a good idea. So I am really smart, a genius. I just thought about it for a moment and could come up with such an interesting idea. This is not something other ordinary gods can do.

As soon as a thought arose, in the Vared Fortress of the Central Capital Special Zone, the blue flames flashed in the eyes of the five birds and dragons, as the gates opened, the birds and dragons jumped up from two hundred meters deep underground, and then rushed to the north with thunderous force, and the battlefield was in fierce battle. In a blink of an eye, in less than a few minutes, the five birds and dragons flew to the battlefield that was ravaged by extremely terrifying biochemical weapons made from the Great Gold Gressu as raw material.

Dozens, hundreds, nearly a thousand... A large number of tracked infantry fighting vehicles, ghosts, scorpion mantles, and the wreckage of the Black New Army covered the battlefield. Just as a perpetual motion machine was installed in the body, the monster was rampant on the battlefield wildly. At this moment, no vampire officer dared to underestimate it.

It is extremely fast and has extremely lethality. Such a warrior who ignores any attack can be called perfect. Multiplying such a perfect warrior by one hundred is such a monster. It is conceivable how terrifying this monster is.

Unable to defeat him. Unable to defeat him. Unable to defeat him. If before this, the music of the Big Gold Gresu which had not become a monster gave people a "unable to defeat" feeling, then the Big Gold Gresu which had become a monster now magnified this feeling by a hundred times, perhaps even more.

Yes, although the brave soldiers of Sylvania were still fighting with it. Batches of troops, countless artillery and guns were aimed at him. They shot desperately. The barrel and barrel were red. If they had a ground-to-ground tactical missile at this moment, the division commander of the 8th Division would definitely not say the sarcastic words that had been taught by the little staff before. Instead, he did not hesitate and threw the missile out without caring about casualties.

If you can't win, you will definitely not win. If you know you can't win, you will fight desperately. If you know you can't win, you will not retreat, and you will still fight desperately. The vampire warriors in Sylvania, the arrogant and tenacious warriors, showed the most noble spirit of the warrior at this moment!
Chapter completed!