Before the Night Palace.

Sulu looked indifferent, glanced at the screams and struggles of the ants, and most of his energy was placed on Antonio.

‘War, ocean, storm…The incarnation of the three gods appeared. What about the rest?’

‘Once knowledge, the earth, the flame, and even the light drop the divine punishment…the monster in the fog alone may not be able to hold on. Will the demon take action? No…it is unlikely as Dell said.’

The gods are cold-blooded and cruel.

If there were no new Gods here being promoted, even if the church was completely destroyed, a incarnation might not have come.

After the loss, I know how to stop the loss in time.

The three who have taken action are unlikely to continue to come.

But there are four left. Sulu feels that even if the foggy beast Kira joins forces with him, it may not be able to stop it.

Not to mention, the goddess of light is still the ninth-level dominant person who has been determined!

He must be very unfriendly to himself.

‘Forget it… I’m not going to take action anyway… the rest depends on Antonio himself.’

Obviously, this imperial emperor must race against time and be completely promoted to God in order to become a winner.

'but……'

Sulu looked at the phantom on Antonio.

After Civinado and Ms. Yue successively bought time for him, the last indescribable triple shadow overlap was completely accommodated by Antonio!

The divine power on his body suddenly became strong to the peak and slowly began to shrink, as if it was brewing the next shocking explosion.

‘This is a process of accumulation. When he imprints his name into the astral realm, he will become a true god!’

Sulu's eyes widened slightly: "Is the emperor... successful?"

Not only him, but at this moment, many detached gazes were casting over and watching all this.

but……

Sulu was the first to discover changes.

Antonio's introverted power did not explode, but was completely silent.

His face was calm, without a look of madness, and finally he smiled bitterly: "Fate..."

After saying the last words, the emperor cracked inch by inch from his fingers and turned into a light spot that disappeared in the void.

...

There was silence around, and even God was speechless.

“Failed?”

Sulu couldn't tell how he felt for a moment.

In fact, Antonio is definitely a talented person in the Caesar family who has emerged once in a thousand years.

Crazy is just his appearance. He cleverly used the contradictions between all parties and a little demon's help to create today's situation, and once had great hope of hitting the divine position and succeeding!

Even after going through many difficulties in a row, minimizing the interference between the gods and external factors, and only a little bit before reaching the throne.

"But... he still failed? He has not withstand the final backlash, or is there an already-expected probability of failure?"

Promotion is a process full of uncertainty.

Even if everything ahead is perfect, there is still a fixed chance of failure in the last step.

Perhaps it was because of this that Emperor Antonio finally sighed with fate?

Sulu looks at the coloring shed.

After Antonio turned into light spot powder and completely disappeared, only a few items were left in the spot, a light yellow parchment, and a black iron medal, with blood seemingly squirming on it.

"Generally speaking, after the professional fails to take office, not many people will be directly annihilated... The most common situation is to become a terrifying monster!"

"At the level shown by Antonio, if he becomes a monster, it will definitely be a terrible ancient evil... almost a god, and the entire Sacred will be destroyed."

"At the last moment, he restrained himself and chose to die out... and left behind a powerful magical item?"

Sulu saw the badge, which was filled with blood-colored aura, with triple reflections overlapping on it.

"Antonio...you prove with your own actions that you are worthy of the title of "The Great Emperor"!"

He sighed, stepped out and came to where Antonio fell.

The other party’s three relics should be of semi-artifact level, which is considered an extremely rich legacy.

And the gods are all cold-blooded and cruel people.

Even Civinado would do anything after the end of the ‘Agreement’ is unpredictable.

"His Majesty……"

Marquis Nichles' eyes were filled with tears.

The crown of Nezhel turned into a ray of light, landing directly on top of her head, calming her out of control.

Not only that, the Black Iron Medal flew to her chest, and the flesh and blood were squirming, turning into a piece of armor that covered her whole body.

"The Caesar family has a secret technique that can transform semi-artifacts and become only adapted to their family's bloodline..."

In the blurred light, Civinado's incarnation came out, still wearing a yellow coat and a gray hat, with a dark abyss on his face: "Don't be wary of me, little girl."

He leaned over and picked up a scroll of sheepskin on the ground: "I just took it away as promised."

"Your Highness, where are you?"

Civinado turned to Sulu: "This is the demon's 'seven incredible' power, do you want it?"

"No...I don't need it."

Sulu chuckled: "I just think... it's a little too easy. There are still several gods who haven't appeared..."

"Oh, they should have gone to another battlefield."

Civinado said indifferently, ignoring the tragic expression of Marquis Nichles: "Although the Caesar family did a pretty good job of keeping secrets at the beginning, when another death roader began to be promoted, he was discovered by the Lord of Light..."

As soon as He finished speaking, Sulu squinted his eyes and looked to the north of the Chris Empire.

There, a strong light burst out, rising like the sun.

"Will both hands be prepared and everything is empty?"

Sulu sighed: "It's so terrifying that it's hard to become a god..."

He blinked his fingers lightly.

Click!

Click!

In a void not far from this place, countless cracks appeared on the mirror surface and eventually exploded completely.

The figures of the six popes emerged, looking at the unrecognizable Night Palace and the square, with joy or sorrow on their faces.

"His Majesty……"

Siriel's condition was obviously the most miserable, even his mythical body was completely broken, leaving only a head.

Looking at this scene, two lines of blood and tears flowed out of their eyes.

His ambitions, his hopes, his goals are almost entirely associated with Antonio.

However, the emperor's promotion was obviously failed.

The former God of War Pope suddenly felt that life had lost its meaning and the mythical body began to distort.

He was out of control.

"There are enough casualties today, you can go."

Sulu looked at Britney and Conrad, and shook his head.

"As far as your Highness's orders are concerned."
Chapter completed!