Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 318 God War

"dusk!"

The light in Badhall's eyes suddenly froze, and the twilight that enveloped the entire space also solidified, becoming a tangible substance.

This can be considered an alternative application of the "Twilight" authority. The "Twilight Giant" is also an extremely powerful defensive creature in Sequence Zero, which is reflected in its pathway Sequence Five "Guardian".

Now, Badheir has solidified the twilight, sealing it within, which is also a form of defense that is difficult to break through from both inside and outside.

"Hmph!" Badheel walked to the feathered serpent that was gradually crumbling and coalescing into the unique "Grim Reaper," and saw extremely faint threads on the serpent.

These silk threads shimmer with seven colors, displaying a dreamlike beauty.

That was the limitation Truman placed on the uniqueness of "Death," a limitation that prevented Feathered Serpent from leaving the tomb, even though he became part of "Death's" resurrection and gained a certain level of intelligence.

Similarly, this restriction also severed all connection between the feathered serpent and the spirit world; no one could find this place through connections of fate, bloodline, or extraordinary traits.

The method the "Honorary Angel" used to lure the "Feathered Serpent" away was flawed and therefore ineffective.

Footsteps echoed from the outside. Badhall whirled around and plunged the Twilight Greatsword into the ground. The maddening light of dusk splashed out like water droplets, forming the strongest defense around him.

Only Bardhall, who had deployed the strongest defense, had time to look up at the source of the sound, his pupils shrinking sharply.

"Amanises!"

The one who deliberately made the footsteps was Amanisis, who still maintained her human form, wearing an elaborate classical dress, and holding a huge scythe of death in one of her hands.

This scythe is essentially a unique property of the "Death Archon," a property that Amanises had acquired as early as the Second Age.

Over the years, it has also been one of Amanisis's main weapons.

It's time to switch. The scythe formed by the uniqueness of the "Death" path and the Sequence 1 characteristic will definitely be more useful.

"You!" Badhall's face turned cold. At this moment, there was no need to say anything more.

The two gods had a deep-seated grudge when they were gods in the Second Age, and later, as neighboring gods of the same path, they kept a close eye on each other.

However, Badheir was also very confident at this time, after all, He had taken the lead and grasped the uniqueness of Death in His hands.

"I am the original." Amanisis seemed to see through Badheer's thoughts, and her faint, emotionless voice instantly pierced through Badheer's most impenetrable defenses.

This sentence may be even more powerful than the "Red Priest's" "ultimate move".

Badhall's body stiffened, and the defense he had just set up, which was considered invincible even below the level of a true god, was on the verge of collapse.

His mental state was drastically affected by Amanises's words.

"Impossible! I've been watching you the whole time!"

That's true. Bardhall's true form on the astral plane has always been watching the "Dark Kingdom." It's impossible that God descended and He was completely unaware.

Amanisis glanced indifferently at Badhel, and the will of the true god was truly manifested.

The world, still tinged with the twilight, instantly plunged into the dead of night, the tranquil sky dotted with countless stars.

His eyes suddenly darkened, like a vast and endless sea of ​​stars, bringing both peace and an uncontrollable sense of fear.

Amanisis raised his hand and gently shook it.

This dilapidated pyramid, the feathered serpent corpse that had become a unique illusion, and even Badhall's clone were all illusions, quickly erased like a sketch by an eraser.

At the same moment, the body of this goddess of night also faded away and disappeared, leaving this space.

This time, He won big, not only obtaining the necessary materials for the "Old Days" recipe, but also receiving a Sequence Two angel as a bonus.

"Night!"

boom!

This space was sliced ​​open by a beam of orange-red light, and a terrifying mark appeared in the sky. An orange-red single eye appeared outside this space and glanced inside.

"Roar!" The giant roared furiously, and the true authority of "Twilight" brought with it an aura of decay that would cause the world to decline.

This space was buzzing and trembling, as if it were about to shatter.

At the critical moment, a dreamlike silk thread pierced through all the nodes of this space, stabilizing it.

This world is essential to being sealed within the "City of Calamity" and cannot be destroyed.

Fortunately, Badhall hadn't completely gone mad yet, and he broke Truman's seal, imitating the "Blood Emperor" by perishing together with him.

The "God of War" suddenly looked up at the "Dark Heaven" in the astral plane. Orange-red light, carrying the aura of decay of all things, swept across the entire astral plane and rushed towards the Dark Heaven at great speed!

This "God of War" wants to fight on two fronts before his clone is killed. If he can win, he might be able to regain the uniqueness of "Death" and the Sequence One characteristic!

The "God of War" has launched a divine war!

At the very moment the twilight light raged across the astral plane, countless extraordinary beings and even ordinary people throughout the world subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw the orange-red twilight light.

It's clearly noon now, but time seems to have gone awry, and we've arrived at dusk.

Many people stopped what they were doing, and even lost the strength to stand. They felt extremely weak and needed a period of rest.

However, this twilight did not last long. About a second later, the sky jumped from twilight to night, with countless stars shining brightly.

Time jumped from dusk to night.

This is naturally abnormal. Even ordinary people would kneel down uneasily and pray fearfully to the gods they believe in.

And this prayer worked quickly. Two seconds later, all the strange phenomena disappeared, the sky returned to noon, and everything that had just happened seemed to be an illusion.

Ordinary people are confused and overwhelmed with fear.

Those of high enough status lowered their heads, not daring to look up at the sky.

The gods of the astral plane all displayed their divine power in that instant, isolating the world from the impact of the battle between the true gods.

However, those with sufficiently high spirituality can still sense the turbulent waves rising in the spirit world.

This is just a minor ripple.

"What's going on!?" The members of the Church of the Night felt it most keenly. They felt fear when dusk fell, but peace when night fell.

"This is a war of gods, a battle fought by the goddess!" The contemporary Pope of the Night summoned the bishops of the various schools of thought in the sanctuary.

"From this moment forward, remain vigilant against the Church of the God of War and prepare for the start of a holy war!"

The Church of the Night, like a ravenous wolf, sprang into action, warily watching its prey and searching for an opportunity.

(End of this chapter)