Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 9 Destruction Wolf

Besides these descendants of the gods, several children of the dire wolves also arrived, all of them Sequence Two angels, including Gozlat.

No one dared to cause trouble at this time, as the Destruction Wolf had already killed more than one of its offspring.

All the gods and angels obediently went up to the mountaintop, where the temple of the destroying wolf was located.

Amanises emerged from the fog and found himself in a bright and clear view.

This place is a magnificent architectural complex that would be considered grand even in later generations. Countless giants, elves, and other extraordinary creatures live inside. Palaces, cooking smoke, markets—this is the realm of the gods!

The moment these people set foot here, the entire city fell silent.

All the creatures were dazed and lifeless, their bodies spinning in unison, their empty eyes staring at Amanisis and the others.

"Olmir! War!"

The divine pronouncements came from everyone's mouths, gradually coalescing into a wave of sound that swept across the entire mountain range. All living beings in this region heard the terrifying divine pronouncements.

Countless low-level extraordinary creatures exploded, turning into a blood mist that stained the entire mountain range crimson. Gradually, a violent and destructive will awakened deep within the temple.

In the eyes of the four vassal gods, the darkness deep within the magnificent temple stirred, and the frenzied and bloodthirsty aura greatly affected their mental state.

The God of the Dead is alright; there's no direct suppression.

Spirit insects kept falling from the Dark Wolf and Antigonus, twisting and exploding wildly, then turning into specks of light and returning to their bodies in a never-ending cycle.

Amanisis showed the same signs; her body seemed to be transforming into a pure eight-legged demon wolf, with dark and secretive powers surging about. Her body was being concealed, and the soul she controlled was howling and crumbling!

At this moment, however, Amanisis showed signs of madness.

Of course, all of this is an illusion. Amanisis' mental state is very stable, so why would he reveal any flaws here?

At this time, how can you integrate into the group if you don't act a little crazy?

"Angelwede! Suniasolem!" These are two ancient gods, both of whom have fused with materials from multiple pathways. Although they are somewhat better than the Destroyer Wolf, they are just as insane and cruel.

Two blood-red, crazed eyes shone brightly in the deep darkness. Behind the darkness, another force surged, peering into destiny.

However, this surge of destiny's power gradually intensified the Destruction Wolf's madness, making its aura of destruction even stronger.

War and slaughter were commonplace for the ancient gods of this era. The gods and angels were used to it and showed no surprise, waiting quietly.

The aura of destiny continues to surge. The spirit realm descends, and the entire city-state becomes bizarre and fantastical, with secret puppets constantly exploding and transforming into part of the spirit realm.

The Destroyer Wolf has seized control of the Fool's Path and holds a portion of the power of destiny; this move is naturally an attempt to observe the outcome of this battle.

All the angels bowed their heads, awaiting the commands of the Destroyer Wolf.

Amanisis's eyes were calm and serene, devoid of any superfluous emotion.

"Roar!" After an unknown amount of time, the Destruction Wolf in the mist roared, and a strange power emanated from it.

Amanisis's eyes glazed over, and he stood there blankly, seemingly forgetting the purpose of his visit.

His instincts struggled, as if he were about to adopt a defensive posture, but there was also some kind of suggestion that prevented him from putting up any resistance.

The same was true of the others. Antigonus stared blankly at the puppet of the Father God, feeling that it should be hung up, which would be more elegant.

The god of the dead gazed up at the sky, probably pondering the profound philosophical question of whether the phoenix could truly be considered a bird.

As Gozlat watched the goddess of misfortune's retreating figure, he began to doubt himself, only to find that this enemy, who possessed both human and wolf aesthetics, didn't seem so hateful after all.

The other creatures besides the angels were even worse off, losing all their intelligence, forgetting themselves, and becoming fools.

However, this power was not stable enough and could not last long. The next moment, the gods and angels regained their senses, bowed their heads in awe, and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

This is the "fooling" authority wielded by the Destroyer Wolf; it is incomplete, but it is already an extremely terrifying power for gods and angels.

"..." Amanisis' pupils contracted sharply, concealing all his emotions before regaining his calm demeanor.

"Marching towards the Giants' Royal Court!"

The Destruction Wolf's crazed eyes swept over all the gods and angels. Fortunately, the wolf was only mad, not stupid, and did not harm any of them.

These angels are going to gather "cannon fodder" for this war, and they cannot die yet.

"Destruction is above!" All the angels from God dared not say anything more and respectfully withdrew.

The eyes of the Destruction Wolf remained crimson, flickering in the mist. The ancient gods were merely mad; they still possessed at least some rationality, but they simply did not need it.

"The Chaos Sea!" The Destruction Wolf's eyes remained filled with madness as it gazed upon the unknown land above the Spirit Realm, "The Source Castle!"

These are the two sources that can be perceived today.

The Chaos Sea lies deep within the earth's core, and those who enter it are corrupted, while the Source Fortress hangs high above the spirit realm, yet it cannot be found at all.

"We cannot allow Angelweid and Suniasolem any chance!"

The Destruction Wolf, driven by reason, came to this realization, but the next moment it succumbed to madness. Its body, hidden in the mist, was collapsing and reforming, the spirit insects on its body were constantly wailing, and its illusory tentacles were slapping at the space.

"Yuanbao! Yuanbao!"

This unattainable desire only drove the Destruction Wolf to ever greater madness.

Previously, the Imaginary Dragon and the Elf King were in the same boat, but now, with the power of the Chaos Sea surging, they have their chance.

But He still couldn't reach it!

The desire for destruction was more intense than ever before, and the entire Kingdom of Destruction was shrouded in a terrifying will.

Amanisis ignored everything, evaded the interception of several demon wolves, returned to his temple, and concealed himself.

At this moment, His emotions truly erupted.

"Destroy the Demon Wolf..." Amanisis' emotions were fluctuating, and his killing intent was rising. Only in this kind of place would he dare to have such a thought.

The power of deception is almost unsolvable for Him now; He could be stripped of His wisdom at any moment, causing Him to lose His most cherished composure.

"It'll be soon!" Soon the goddess's emotions calmed down, and upon reflecting on herself, she noticed the difference between herself and before.

"My emotions have become richer..." The goddess chuckled. This was not a bad thing. She had not been in this world for very long, and yesterday's scenes were still the clearest images in her memory.

After some time, the Goddess of Misfortune emerged from the temple again, donning a battle robe and wielding a giant scythe. Under the cover of night, she led many extraordinary creatures of the Dark Path on an expedition to the Giants' Court.

(End of this chapter)