Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

The entire underworld was torn to pieces, and a large number of unfortunate undead creatures were killed and were waiting for the resurrection of the underworld.

No matter how violent the Lord of Storms was, he just couldn't break out of the underworld. Every time he was just a little bit short, and every time he was blocked by the Black Emperor who brought death with him.

The raging storm was restrained and suppressed, the space for movement became smaller and smaller, and the Lord of the Storm gradually regained his human form.

His hair was disheveled at this time, with lightning bolts surrounding his body, but he still held his head high, looking at the Black Emperor, whose cloak was half submerged by the illusory projection of eternal darkness.

"So what if you can use the City of the Dead to take advantage of the River of Eternal Darkness?"

"You yourself are about to be drowned by death!"

Leodro was much calmer at this time. He knew that with the tyrant's direct combat power, even if he could not rush out for the time being, as long as he dragged on, the opponent would definitely be drowned by death first. The only thing he was worried about was that this despicable ancient god would transfer half of the death to himself through his twisted power just like he lured him to the underworld.

The Black Emperor looked proud again, as if the one who had just escaped was not a tyrant like him.

He lost interest in continuing the conversation and turned to look in the direction of the Star Realm Dark Night Kingdom.

He stretched out his hand, combined the Thief's authority with the Black Emperor's, and began a 'steal' using half of the Death God's authority in the Death God's Mask as a medium.

...

In the kingdom of God where night-blooming herbs grow everywhere and the sky is dominated by deep darkness and an orange halo, a giant wearing decayed armor and bathing in dusk is using a brown wooden staff to manipulate the plants to restrain a humanoid demon wolf with six arms. He uses almost all his strength to attack, and time seems to freeze, and even the goddess of night seems to have turned into a painting.

The God of War and the Mother Goddess of Earth exchanged glances. It was obvious that the Black Emperor had a relationship with the Goddess of Night, so the Goddess of Night must be eliminated quickly at this time!

Of course, the Mother Goddess of Earth responded to the expectations of the God of War. She took two steps back and continued to use her authority to wear down the Goddess of Night.

At this moment, the space was distorted, and the "demon wolf" with a female human head chuckled. He loosened his arms, and the heavy black sickle was taken away by the power of the Black Emperor. He even lost the important authority to resist the attacks of two gods at the same time.

"Amansis!"

It was like the angry voice of Thor was transmitted directly from the underworld to the kingdom of darkness.

Even an ordinary person could clearly hear the deep hatred and vicious curse contained in this angry voice.

If it was before, the Goddess of Night might still feel a little guilty, but now that the Lord of Storms was challenged by the region and then rushed into the underworld without caring about the situation at the time and successfully trapped two allies by himself, the Goddess of Night can mercilessly ignore the curses and insults from her thousand-year-old ally.

Besides, He didn't attack His allies, did He? He never attacked them, He just let go.

"Let's do it together!"

Of course, the "God of War" also realized that the Lord of Storms might be in danger. If he didn't resolve the battle while the Goddess of Night was at her weakest, it would be difficult for him to win when the Black Emperor came to support the Goddess of Night!

The "God of War" believes that the "Mother Goddess of Earth" should also understand this truth.

He raised the long sword in his hand, which symbolized dusk, and without wasting any time, slashed at the goddess of night who had lost her weapon.

The six-armed demon wolf with a human head raised a pair of arms with wolf howls as if it wanted to defend itself, or as if it wanted to transform into a stealth state to avoid harm. The God of War snorted coldly, and the light of dusk shone brightly, interrupting the action of the Goddess of Night who wanted to enter a stealth state. The poor woman could only helplessly pick a piece of starlight from her long skirt dotted with stars and turn it into a black barrier to protect herself as much as possible.

boom!

The power of dusk to decay matter breaks a hole in the defenses of darkness.

The Goddess of Night retreated powerlessly. The God of War pressed forward with his sword, creating more gaps in the defense, suppressing the Goddess of Night and creating a perfect opportunity to attack. At the same time, he shouted excitedly:

"Mother, do it!"

The plump lady who had been looking for an opportunity to escape raised the corner of her mouth when she heard the God of War's plea, and she wielded the dark brown wooden stick in her hand to hit the flaw that the God of War had created!

...

In the underworld, after Lin Nuo grasped the huge black sickle, he looked at the arrogant tyrant with an expressionless face!

The Black Emperor's twisted power combines the power of death on the mask with the power of death on the scythe.

"How could you take away the uniqueness of the God of Death so easily?"

When Leodro saw the black sickle in Lino's hand, his face changed and he was about to transform into an electric form.

"seal up!"

Lin Nuo raised his hand and pressed it, and a huge black coffin directly covered the Lord of Storms who had not yet erupted.

It's as simple as the Black Emperor holding complete power over death and using the rules of the underworld to temporarily trap a true God in his own kingdom.

Lightning-torn cracks appeared on the ancient, cold and heavy coffin.

This dispelled some of the aura of death on its surface.

But after the coffin was bound by dark chains of order, the tyrant's resistance was distorted, and the death and sealing properties of the coffin were strengthened. Even the tyrant's counterattack could not open the coffin of death all at once.

"it's over!"

The Black Emperor tore off his cloak and threw it on the coffin. The surface of the cloak twisted, as if forming a one-way portal. The black sickle in his hand led the dark illusory river to the black coffin. Before the coffin exploded, the black sickle pierced the body of the Lord of Storms, and the dark river restrained the spirit of this god.

The next second, the body of the Lord of Storms exploded, and splashing streams of light blew up the coffin, but before these features could leave, they were grabbed by shadow hands deep in the underworld. Lin Nuo grabbed the four largest streams of light, and he threw two of them onto the gray fog to be kept by the traveler's clone, and he distorted the space and threw the other two light spots out.

At Pasu Island, the headquarters of the Church of Storms, Gad II, who was leading the extraordinary people of the Church of Storms to confront the elves led by the Queen of Scourge, suddenly turned pale. The corners of the mouth of the "Queen of Scourges" Gao Xinam curled up, and two streams of light distorted the space and entered her body.

"Leodro has stolen the Storm God throne that has belonged to the elves for so long..."

“Now it seems that He still cannot keep the power of the storm.”

The voice of "Queen of Disasters" Gao Xinam spread throughout the battlefield. Two spears condensed from lightning appeared in her hands. A huge dark cloud enveloped the entire Pasu Island. At this moment, she was like a queen bathed in thunder.

"The false god has finally fallen!"

"The storm will belong to the elves!"

"The King is invincible! You guys who believe in false gods deserve to die!"

After hearing the news from the Elf Queen, the elves who had been injured in the battle with the Storm Church roared excitedly.

Rays of light continuously appeared and entered the bodies of elves that met the promotion requirements.

Demigod, saint, angel, king of angels...

The dark thunderclouds in the sky and the huge tsunami directly submerged the entire Pasu Island.

The extraordinary people who stayed behind in the Church of Storms looked at the scene that seemed like a natural disaster in despair.

Even an angel like Gad II was crushed by the Scourge Queen who possessed two characteristics of the god of thunder!

"Elves, from today on, we don't need to disguise ourselves. We can be active on the land and sea with our original appearances. We don't need to be targeted or excluded. After three epochs, we, the survivors from the Western Continent, can still rule this world."

The Elf Queen looked at the white monkeys kneeling on the ground tremblingly, and her eyes became blank for a moment, as if she was recalling those long-ago days.

"We are born noble!"

He brought down the judgment of the god of thunder amid the violent cheers of the elves, drowning everything on the entire island of Pasu.

Every elf who saw this cheered. Siatas' hair stood up in excitement, surrounded by lightning. She had no doubt that the Elf King could kill the false god. When the Elf King was still alive, the elves were always invincible. How could the false god be compared to the "King"? She hated that she could not see the scene of the King killing the false god with her own eyes.

The former Vice Admiral of the Deep Sea standing behind Siatas looked at his enthusiastic compatriots with moist eyes. He was the active eyes of the elves in the outside world, and he could best understand how excited the elves were.

Every elf living in the kingdom of God remembers the glory of the past. They are the rulers of this world. However, once they come to the outside world, they not only have to endure the believers of false gods ruling the sea, but even the elves' unique appearance must be hidden. This is simply a shame for the proud elves.

They are proud of their appearance, which is different from that of humans in the northern and southern continents. They come from the legendary western continent. When humans here were still savage monkeys, they ruled the world and were the first to establish the elven civilization.

They are the noble ones!

Now everything is getting better, the 'king' has returned, the false god has fallen, and the elves can rule the world again. They no longer have to hide their heads and tails. They can walk on the earth with their true faces. They are special and noble. They come from the legendary Western Continent.

Why do these white monkeys dare to treat them, the elves, as aliens?

After the headquarters of the Church of Storms, Pasu Island, was destroyed by the elves, the dim dusk in the distant sky disappeared and was gradually swallowed by the deep darkness.

The Feysac Navy, which was accelerating its front line due to the sudden collapse of the Beyonders of the Church of Storms, was also in chaos.

Chapter 531 Fall

"Seven gods, seven minus one, seven minus two, seven minus three?"

After collecting the Tyrant's uniqueness and a copy of the Sequence 1 characteristic, the Black Emperor looked to his side.

"Amanisis!"

A roar filled with endless resentment and anger sounded from beside him!

There is a dark river there, flowing gently towards the underground, where a spirit is struggling constantly.

He was wearing black armor, and his hair was as thick and messy as seaweed. It was Leodro, the Lord of Storms.

Although this 'sea god' has fallen, his spirit is still powerful. However, even the former sea god is still unable to break free from the shackles of the dark river, and can only be continuously carried to deeper and deeper places.

Even gods will fall, and not even death itself can escape.

This is the River of Everlasting Darkness. The Storm Path does not have the ability to resurrect the dead. Leodero's spirit is now imprisoned by the River of Everlasting Darkness. He has been swept into the garbage dump of history along with his Storm Church.

"Sonia Solem, you will come to the River of Everdarkness to accompany me!"

"The power of the source is not so easy to use. After all, you are not the real god of death. I can't get rid of you, and the River of Eternal Darkness will not let you go!"

When Leodro saw the Black Emperor's silent gaze, he immediately forgot about the Goddess of Night and roared at the ancient god who was willing to use the power of the Source to kill him.

He had already seen that although he was falling to the bottom of the City of the Dead, the phantom of the River of Eternal Darkness was still connected to the Black Emperor holding the heavy sickle. The other party would also have to pay a price for using the power of the source material. He would also die and fall like himself.

“Hahaha, as long as you fall here, the Black Emperor’s resurrection may not be able to revive you!”

"You are a lunatic and a fool who is hurting both sides and benefiting others!"

Leodero was still struggling and swimming hard, his sanity was gradually being worn away by the River of Eternal Darkness, but he laughed out loud, his eyes fixed on the Black Emperor. At this moment, he even hoped that the confinement of the River of Eternal Darkness could be strengthened a little more. Even if he could not escape, the other party would not have an easy time either. It would be best if it was so strong that even the Black Emperor could not violate the rules of death and resurrect!

"idiot!"

Lin Nuo just uttered two words lightly.

Leodro was so angry at Lino's idiotic look that he yelled again. Only when he saw the illusory river running through the 'Black Emperor' did his mood stabilize a little.

A spirit wearing a crown was also detained and taken away by the Eternal Dark Shadow.

But this figure was not wearing a pale mask, nor was he holding a heavy black sickle.

"substitute?"

"This is impossible!"

"How could you deceive the River of Everdarkness?"

"How could you deceive the River of Everdarkness?"

After Leodro shot out a bolt of lightning that pierced through the spirit's shadow, he looked a little dazed and dull.

How could the Black Emperor be so twisted?

"This is impossible!!!"

He burst out with power again and released more lightning to hit the projection. The projection did not resist. The time worms wrapped in shadows exuded a cold breath and sank directly to the bottom of the river phantom instead of their original bodies. Leodero's heart seemed to sink as well. There was more and more confusion in his eyes, and he disappeared along with the eternal dark phantom.

Lin Nuo ignored Leodro. He looked at the sickle in his hand and felt a desire to accommodate it.

Whatever the conditions for accommodating the uniqueness of the Grim Reaper, killing a sequence 0 must be able to meet the requirements.

He is now the Black Emperor of the Underworld, and has the authority of the God of Death in his hands. It was possible for him to exploit a bug and use the power of the River of Eternal Darkness to forcibly accommodate the uniqueness of the God of Death.

He almost did so, but the coldness and indifference of the dead fed back from the authority of the God of Death and the underworld diluted some of the madness of the turning path. There is a balance between madness and madness. The madness brought about by the conflict between the Black Emperor and the Worm of Time is tense, active, and disordered, and it is the desire to distort all order and take advantage of every loophole.

The Black Emperor's kingdom is the underworld, and most of his subjects are undead creatures. The burden brought by wielding the authority of the God of Death is of another nature: coldness, death, gradual death, and the gradual loss of the ability to move and think.

One is relatively dynamic, the other is relatively static.

One wants chaos, the other wants death.

The conflict between these two forces of different natures gives the somewhat lost rationality some space to find itself again.

"If I really accommodate the uniqueness of the God of Death, I will definitely go crazy. There is no conflict that can be exploited."

The 'Black Emperor' had an idea, and the undead creatures in the underworld that had not died, as well as the powerful undead that had been transferred to the southern continent before, returned to the City of the Dead, which had been basically destroyed.

"Repair my royal city and mausoleum."

He only left an order, and then his figure twisted and disappeared.

The undead in the underworld, even the spirit of Sauron, could not resist the 'orders' of a 'Black Emperor' and a 'God of Death'. They all took action and rebuilt the city of the dead with bones.

......

In the kingdom of the Goddess of Night, a twisted vortex appeared. The Black Emperor, wearing a black crown on his head, a pale metal mask on his face, and holding a huge black sickle in his hand, appeared in the battlefield of the gods' war that had already ended.

The Dusk Giant's sword slashed at the dark curtain dotted with stars. When the sword was halfway in, cracks appeared on the night-like curtain, as if it would shatter in the next second, but the warrior's sword froze in mid-air.

Time and space seemed to freeze, and everyone was motionless. Everyone noticed a dark brown wooden stick inserted into the vest of the Dusk Giant. It was madly absorbing the life of the god, and would drag the other party back to the earth, back to the arms of the mother.

The dark brown wooden staff held in the hand of the giant, plump lady, together with the withering flowers, grass and mushrooms on her body, formed a late autumn picture.

The Twilight Giant slowly turned his head and looked at the woman holding the phantom baby in one hand, and said in pain: