Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

At this moment, outside the Eclipse of the Overlord's Egg, endless storms blocked everything, forming a barrier between the Netherworld and the mortal world. Like an inherent barrier, it allowed parts of the Netherworld to unfold in the mortal world.

"Are you the gatekeeper this time, Zod?"

Outside the storm, an apostle with a head and two legs, and bat-like wings on his back, gripped a heavy sword and stared intently at the skeleton knight who had long since lost all his flesh and blood.

At this moment, the Eclipse within the storm had reached its climax.

With the help of Originium magic and the innate evil species of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the Great Yan army was barely able to hold on, but the soldiers had lost the will to fight.

Griffith, now a cripple, stood on the "Hand of God" made of flesh and head, facing the four "angels" and looking down at the Band of the Hawk who had followed him all the way. The last vestiges of his humanity left him feeling lost.

At that moment, one of the four "angels" extended a finger, and Griffith was pulled into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Griffith looked at his young body in the sea of ​​consciousness, and was filled with doubt and surprise.

"Your childhood dream of going to a castle essentially reflects your unparalleled thirst for power."

At this moment, a castle appeared before Griffith's eyes. As a child, Griffith ran towards the castle in the distance, but only when he got closer did he realize that he was on the edge of a cliff, and on the other side of the cliff was the castle he had been longing for.

Below the cliff lies a bottomless abyss, and in the blink of an eye, the cliff is no longer made of mud and sand, but of heads and blood.

The path he had walked had become a path of flesh and blood made up of the dead, and the sudden change made young Griffith scream in surprise.

At this moment, a person who resembled a fortune teller appeared.

"Hey, hey, what are you screaming about? Aren't these all your handiwork?"

Griffith was shocked by her words and immediately realized that this was a path of flesh and blood built by his followers.

"If you want to get into the castle, you have to step over corpses. Otherwise, you'll just become one of those corpses."

At this moment, Griffiths felt an unprecedented wavering in his heart, and the sorceress continued.

"It's better not to have hoped at all than to regret it now! Why couldn't you be content just by looking up from the alleyway?!"

Griffiths now understood that if he wanted to go any further, he had to give up everything, including his humanity and conscience as a human being!

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the young Griffith rose, tears streaming down his face, and continued forward, walking the path forged from the bones.

"I cannot apologize, no, I will not apologize! If I go back on my word, it will all be over! And I will never be able to reach that place."

Seeing Griffith make his decision, the four "angels" smiled; their brethren were about to be born.

The moment the young Griffith made his decision in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he left the Sea of ​​Consciousness and returned to the Eclipse to face the four "angels".

"Hallucination!?"

Griffiths found it difficult to distinguish for a moment.

"No, it's not an illusion. It's reality within your consciousness."

Under the influence of the "angel's" words, Griffith made a decision. He had reached a dead end. The wings of the Band of the Hawk could no longer carry him soaring. If he wanted to continue to the Sky City, the only option was to have brand new, jet-black wings.

Although Guts had fought his way up the towering Hand of God, Griffith had already made his decision, and the Hand of God suddenly closed.

The eldest of the "angels" held a brand that radiated an evil light. As the hand of God closed, the brand scattered and flew, imprinting itself onto the flesh of all living beings in the Eclipse.

Seeing that the brand had been etched, the inhuman apostles went into a frenzy, revealing their monstrous nature and beginning a massacre of life in the world.

“Every drop of blood they leave behind, every piece of flesh, and their last shred of resentment before death will become food for the newborn children of darkness.”

At this moment, Griffith's consciousness sank again.

"Where am I? People keep dying, passing through my body, it's unbelievable, I can't feel anything. Memories are gradually overflowing."

In the dark sea of ​​consciousness, Griffith witnessed all the killings, evil, and madness in the history of human civilization, and his humanity gradually dissipated.

"Why, why would humans...?"

Until Guts, my best friend, appeared in my memory.

"That's why I, until..."

The dazzling feathers that once shone all over his body disappeared, and jet-black wings grew out of his flesh and blood.

Thus, Griffith completed his physical transformation, becoming an "angel" and a member of the Hand of God.

During the Eclipse, the entire Eagle Band was slaughtered. Even though the Great Yan army was not the primary target and had skilled warriors escorting them, they still suffered heavy losses in the face of the suppression of the Netherworld and the inhuman Apostle monsters.

Guts was now surrounded by the apostles. Looking at the severed limbs of his former comrades that the apostles spoke of, Guts roared in anger.

"You bunch of bastards!"

However, the four "angels" were not paying any attention to him at this moment.

"The fifth Prince of Fortune!"

"A new demon king!"

"I bestow upon you a demonic name that places you alongside us, a new blood relative—Wings of Darkness, Femont!"

Chapter 221 My Master Just Happens

However, the most important person who was branded as a sacrifice has not died yet—Guts. Griffith became the most important link in Femont's life and was his best friend when he was a mortal. He is the anchor point for the trace of humanity that Femont still retains even after he has become a demon.

As for the other woman, Casca, she is of no concern to Fremont now; all he cares about is Gus.

Femont spread his wings and came before Guts from the hand of God.

Having witnessed firsthand the massacre of the Band of the Hawk by the Angels, Guts' illusions about Griffith were ultimately shattered.

When Famont came before Guts, the apostles who had surrounded Guts withdrew, leaving an open space for the two of them.

Fremont knew that this last vestige of humanity was his only weakness, and he had to eradicate it.

However, the purer the darkness, the stronger the remaining trace of humanity becomes. That trace of humanity prevented him from having the heart to kill Guts, his former best friend and colleague, who was also the key factor that led him to this state.

Only in a life-or-death struggle, after fully confirming that Guts wanted to kill him, could his last shred of humanity be extinguished.

Fremont captured Casca, who was still alive under the protection of her teammates, intending to provoke Guts in front of him and let anger cloud his judgment.

As expected, after witnessing Fémont's extreme humiliation of Casca, Guts, even after tearing off his own arm which was bound by the teeth of the apostles, still wanted to use the broken dagger to stab the now extraordinary Fémont.

However, the broken sword, along with Guts himself, was suspended in mid-air as if an invisible barrier was preventing him from advancing an inch.

"Foolish! What can a lowly human do? He has already transcended humanity!"

One of the other four "angels" in God's hands mocked.

However, the next moment, the broken sword did not stop as he expected, but instead approached Fremont at an extremely slow speed.

The "angel" stared in shock at Guts, whose mental will had become extraordinary in some respects, while Yulan beside him also showed interest in Guts.

However, just as Guts' broken sword was about to touch Feuermont, an invisible force from Feuermont sent Guts flying.

By this time, Fremont had fully sensed Guts's murderous intent, and he finally made up his mind: if he could kill Guts here, he would officially say goodbye to the name Griffith and become Fremont.

Guts, who had been knocked away, got up again and was about to continue forward when he was firmly suppressed by the apostle beside him.

Guts's death was imminent.

But at that moment, the black sun in the sky shattered, and the skeleton knight charged from the sky toward the leading "archangel," then stabbed him down with his sword.

However, a spatial rift appeared in front of the Archangel, swallowing his sword. At the same time, another rift opened behind the Skeleton Knight, and the sword that had been pierced stabbed into him pierced the Skeleton Knight from there. The Skeleton Knight seemed to have known this all along and raised his shield with his other hand to block.

Seeing that his attack, like all other attacks over the millennium, was ineffective, the Skeleton Knight immediately abandoned his fight with the "angel" and charged toward Gus, who was standing in front of Femont.

Faced with the apostles blocking his way, the monsters that were terrifying to humans were easily slashed down like tofu before the Water-Summoning Sword in his hand.

As Femont watched the skeleton knight rushing towards him, he slowly extended his hand, then clenched it tightly. In an instant, the apostles surrounding the skeleton knight seemed to be squeezed by a tremendous force, turning into a mass of blood that tried to engulf and crush the skeleton knight.

Just as Fremont was marveling at his unprecedented power, the skeleton knight he thought he had defeated emerged from behind him. However, instead of attacking him, the knight carried Casca and Gus away on horseback.

Griffith, now transformed into Fremont, reached out again to obliterate him, but the last vestige of his humanity made him hesitate. In that instant, the Skeleton Knight, along with Guts and Casca, successfully left the Netherworld of the Eclipse.

"Heh, it's impossible to see through everything, because we're not gods. Is this also one of our predetermined fates?"

The woman, an "angel," exclaimed.

"Alright, let's finish the rest of the ceremony."

The apostles also turned their gaze to the army of the Great Yan.

At this moment, Cang Tingbo realized that his initial judgment was wrong. The monsters he was now facing were very likely to cause heavy losses to the army.

"Fortunately, we can see the possibility of leaving."

Cang Tingbo looked at the shattered sky.

Just then, Jibril's voice rang out.

"What a show, you demons!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to Jibril's sudden appearance.

"Then I'll start the second round!"

With that, he swung his scythe, and a large number of the apostles, who had transformed into monsters, were wiped out in an instant.

“Speaking of gods, my master happens to be one. Would you like to see him?”

Although she was offering an invitation, the undisguised fighting spirit and killing intent emanating from Jibril revealed her true intentions.

Cang Tingbo's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Suddenly, another powerful third-party force appeared. Dealing with the so-called "Angel" of the Hand of God had already given him a headache. Now he could only pray that they would both be severely injured, otherwise the Great Yan army might not be able to get out of here.

During the conversation, Jibril unleashed her power, and the apostles in the Eclipse were almost entirely wiped out in an instant.

As for the Great Yan army, they were Zeus's toys. Without his intervention, Jibril, as his wife and subordinate, would not have attacked them. Although she would only be scolded at most if she did, she had already done so several times in Pinocchio. Moreover, there were no powerful figures in the Great Yan army that caught her eye, so Jibril had no interest in the Great Yan army.

"The battlefield has been cleaned up, everyone, please proceed!"

The "angels" have no feeling about the death of the apostles. As long as Behemoth exists, in turbulent times, there will be countless humans who are consumed by desire and turn into apostles.

Having gained new power, Femont made the first move. Just like before, his hands were clenched tightly, and a pressure came from all directions around Jibril.

Is that all you've got?

Unlike the Skeleton Knight who teleported away using some unknown means, Jibril simply ignored the pressure with her naturally strong physique and rushed straight towards Fémont.

Before Fremont could react, he picked up a scythe and swung it down hard.

"Huh, why is that? I used force!"

Like Guts, Jibril was stuck in mid-air.

That mortal almost struck just now, and theoretically, my strength is much greater than that mortal's, so why couldn't I strike him?

Chapter 222 The Ultimate Value After Cracking the Mechanism

The battle then reached a stalemate. Femont's attacks were nothing more than tickles to Jibril, unable to break through her defenses. Jibril's attacks, on the other hand, seemed to be blocked by some barrier, unable to touch Femont's body at all.

"It seems our arrogant Miss Jibril is in trouble?"

A ball of eerie green flame appeared in this space, and the five "angels" changed their expressions. Huanlong's extraordinary way of being shocked them.

Regardless of the creature, once it dies in its original world, its soul will inevitably return to the abyss and become a part of it. Its negative emotions such as resentment, anger, and sorrow will become its sustenance.

Yet, the illusory figure before her was able to remain conscious even in this moment of eclipse, so close to the abyss.

"This weight of the soul!"

Without a doubt, even among the least skilled combatants among the Commanders, Huanlong's level far surpasses that of a so-called planet, and even the Abyss God behind the "Angel" cannot compare to him.

"Let me see their methods."

The five flames entered their bodies before the "angels" could react.

"Tsk!"

Huanlong frowned and quickly recalled the flames.

As the embodiment of the Sun, Huanlong is extremely sensitive to the memories and emotions within a soul, and can even read the related memories and emotions of the possessed person through possession.

The flames were used to investigate the origins of the five "angels" before them. However, these five "angels" were the representatives of the Abyss God, and had become a projection of all the Abyss God's negative emotions on earth. Even Huanlong would feel extremely painful and tormented if he could read the negative emotions of a "god" who had transformed from a planet at once.

The five "angels" who had just had their memories forcibly read were also not having an easy time. In addition to the negative emotions of humanity over the past thousand years, their memories also included the tragic past they had to experience when they had to use the Overlord's Egg. These were indelible scars that they absolutely did not want to show to outsiders.

"Kill them!"

The "archangel," whose brain was exposed like that of a sage, roared angrily.

However, even the "gods" behind them cannot truly compare to Jibril and Phantom. What can five projections of mere gods do when they descend into the world?

"Did you notice anything?"