Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 317 The God of War Descends

"hiss!"

The feathered serpent emitted eerie and dense sounds, like a call, which resonated with the "Proof of Death" within Jedel's body.

Black light gathered at Jedel's chest, breaking through the twilight's blockade and connecting with the feathered serpent.

Jedel's life was rapidly slipping away; he was about to become a corpse, controlled by death.

He is an angel of the "Twilight" pathway with complete characteristics from Sequence Nine to Sequence Two. In addition, with the "Proof of Death," he may be able to complete a part of the resurrection of the Grim Reaper to some extent.

hiss!

The feathered serpent coldly watched all this, instinctively yearning for the characteristics of Jedel.

"Don't even think about it!" Jedel realized something, roared, took out a small glass bottle from his body, and crushed it.

He seemed to have no power to resist the feathered serpent, but He, or rather, the "God of War" Badhel, was prepared!

hum!

The whole world was shrouded in orange twilight, and even the black death aura was assimilated by the twilight.

It was as if everything had entered a season of decline, even death itself was in decay.

A drop of bright gold, yet tinged with the orange-red of dusk, appeared inside the pyramid.

It's like the setting sun hanging in the sky at dusk, conveying a sense of decay and impending night.

This is a drop of divine blood, from the "God of War" Badhel, who symbolizes "twilight," "decline," and "death"!

"To welcome my Lord, to witness His divine descent, is the highest and greatest honor of my life." "Angel of Honor" Jedel knelt on one knee and prayed devoutly.

The twilight light suppressed the feathered serpent, buying enough time until the drop of blood fell onto the "Angel of Honor's" brow and merged into His forehead.

"Angel of Honor"... When Jedel received this angelic title, He already knew everything that was happening today.

Even from the moment He embarked on the path of the extraordinary, the extraordinary qualities He used were gifts from God.

After he learned some knowledge of mysticism, how could he not know that His characteristics were even separated from the body of God!

He was the best vessel for God to descend from the very beginning!

Jedel simply accepted this fate and regarded it as the greatest honor of his life.

Rumble!

The entire pyramid was shaking, and even the seal beneath it seemed ready to break.

"die!"

The feathered serpent sensed a terrifying threat, and Salinger's face showed deep apprehension.

An invisible force descended upon the "Angel of Honor," attempting to draw upon the power of the "Proof of Death" to kill this vessel of divine intervention from within.

"Salinger, you are the one who must die!" At that moment, a certain will awakened within the body of the angel of honor.

That drop of divine blood was the medium, its main function being to completely activate the will left behind by the "God of War," Badheir.

The "Angel of Honor" suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, filled with a twilight light that seemed to materialize.

The moment He opened His eyes, the decay of twilight descended upon this tomb, and even the bones were gradually decaying and disappearing, its very existence being gradually erased.

"Roar!" The feathered serpent roared fiercely, and an even more powerful aura of death swept over, the authority and power of "Death".

Wherever that deathly aura passed, everything fell into the deepest silence, without sound or light, the ultimate eternal sleep, the most eternal peace.

This is a contest between powers.

The uniqueness of "Death" lacks a corresponding foundation, but the power carried by Bardhall, who descended from the gods, is also relatively limited.

The two were evenly matched in their battles, but this process was too short. After Badheer stabilized his Descent state, the power of Twilight surged and directly overwhelmed "Death".

"You've actually been resurrected to this extent?" With Bardhall's will fully descending, he naturally sensed the unusual nature of the feathered serpent.

"Hmph, you have no chance. Now merge with me!"

Badheer reached into his chest cavity and dug out the "Proof of Death" and placed it directly on the Twilight Greatsword in his hand.

The Twilight Greatsword hummed and vibrated, with two different auras clashing and merging, ultimately becoming an orange-red greatsword with strange black patterns.

Badheir, by virtue of his divine status, subdued the "Proof of Death," merging it with the greatsword, thus enhancing its destructive power and granting it the effect of "instant death."

The Twilight Giants are very good at this kind of thing; these things are all a type of "weapon".

"Die!" Badheir, wielding the greatsword Hundred Worlds, launched an attack. The power of the "Twilight" authority surged forth, eroding the domain of death. The greatsword in his hand both merged with and separated from the aura of death, and was not repelled by death. In a very short time, he approached the struggling feathered serpent.

"You're mine now!" Badheel's greatsword pierced directly into the feathered serpent's body.

The feathered serpent, which could easily suppress Sequence Two angels, was utterly powerless before the divine avatar.

After all, it doesn't even qualify as "half a grim reaper".

"I've defeated you, and after that, I'll kill Amanisis. Even a dream can't stop me!"

Badhere's "Twilight" authority has seeped into the feathered serpent's body through the Twilight Greatsword, damaging its body and plundering its characteristics.

"Ah..." The human face on the feathered serpent's head shifted between illusion and reality, emitting a mournful human scream.

In a fleeting moment, the feathered serpent's struggles gradually weakened, and the screaming human face opened its dark eyes.

Those eyes were fixed on Badhair, but this only brought Badhair unparalleled pleasure.

He once roamed the eastern continent of the Second Age, rampaging without restraint, roasting dragons, killing demon wolves, and tearing apart phoenixes alive. The feathered serpent now is no different from those prey of the past.

Rumble!

Just as the feathered serpent's body was about to collapse, the pyramid finally gave way and began to crumble inch by inch.

At this moment, Badhall's expression suddenly turned serious as he looked at the thing being suppressed beneath the pyramid.

It was a seal shimmering with a dreamlike phosphorescence, but this dreamlike seal, which had existed for over a thousand years, could no longer withstand the impact and destruction of the things behind it.

After losing the uniqueness of the "Grim Reaper" that suppresses it, the seal seems to be on the verge of breaking.

"The City of Calamity?!" Badheel recalled what he had seen on the second blasphemous tablet.

After killing the Creator of the Third Age, all the angels and true gods present saw the second blasphemous tablet.

As a former member of the "Redemption Rose," He had long ago grasped the information about the "Source Matter" and knew about this "City of Calamity."

This is also quite dangerous for Him.

(End of this chapter)