Chapter 560：

The **** corpse fell straight to the ground.

The blood flowed from the broken head, and a pool of blood soon formed.

"Your Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness!"

The black knight Rezovor Stulut and the white knight Feiner Brad Sfielding screamed in a hurry.

Even Maylen Solomon cried.

However, in the next moment, I didn't know what was going to hit him.

After Alte Luci was resurrected, she looked around with cold sweat, not daring to act rashly.

Hartreis breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Weber and others who trapped him, showing a helpless expression, and said: "It seems that Ruler is not going to do anything to you. It should be in Ruler's eyes, it is random. Squeeze the dead ants, this is really a point of view that fits these vertices."

"What is that?" Webber asked.

"Is this still useful, my younger generation. It can easily defeat the ancestor of the dead, the true ancestor, and even the highness who has not been fully resurrected. This is something that even the heroic spirit on the heroic seat cannot easily do. There is only one in this world who can easily do this kind of thing-God!" said Hatteras.

"God... God?" Webber's eyes twitched.

"Yes. But it's not a **** who descends normally, but a **** of evil." Hatres said: "The woman who discovered the real, stinking, and contracted with, guards this time Ritual, God of the Fallen!"

Weber noticed one point and asked, "Who is that woman?"

"I don't know." Hatres said: "It should be regarded as an enemy, but this time the purpose is similar, so we will cooperate."

"Kakka-"

The surrounding angel sculptures vibrated.

Block after block began to dissipate, dissipating like a spirit child, and spilled on everyone's faces.

"This...what's wrong with this?"

"What is going to happen again?"

...

People were terrified.

It was originally said that it was a ritual to resurrect the Eternal King, and it was shocking enough. As a result, there were still things that could easily defeat the ancestors of the dead, but now this castle has once again changed.

What should happen to this?

Hatres took a look and said, "The ceremony has already started. Whether that woman or us, the goal has been achieved. Say goodbye to my younger generation."

"In this situation, do you think you can escape?" Webber asked.

Hartreis laughed: "I am the one whose heart was stolen by the goblin. I have the magic of the goblin. Don't underestimate the seniors, the juniors."

Hatres smashed the magic cloth of Ruri Kanano, dispelled the suppression technique of Bathmelo's magisters, and prepared to flee.

And at this moment--

[Evil] with a strong curse aura, like a sword from the sea and the sky, rushed out of the ruins, and quickly shot towards Hatres.

However--

With a "bang", in the volley, [Evil] was easily defeated by some existence.

"The true ether has recovered, before the real king comes. Enjoy your ravages, God of the Fallen."

With these words left, Hatres' figure faded away.

There is no doubt that it is the magic of the goblin.

But the matter is not over.

"Kakka-"

The ground cracked open, and a strange breath of light was surging in it.

It looks extremely bright, with a dreamlike color.

However, the breath of light permeated the atmosphere, and the magicians present felt a sense of suffocation in an instant.

As if being in a gas chamber, he was going to be poisoned to death by these breaths.

"This...what is this!?"

"So painful...so painful!"

"Help...help...!!!"

...

Inhaling these breaths, these magicians fell to the ground in pain.

Shi Lang crawled out of the ruins, and the blood stayed on his forehead, gradually came into his eyes, dyed his vision red.

His face was extremely solemn, "God Generation Particle...!"

Not only that, when these gods particles including [True Ether] surged up from the earth, the thing hiding the void finally appeared in human form.

"The gods...the gods...the human beings...ravaged...!"

Shendai particles were drawn into the outline of that human form, presenting a dark human form.

Strong malice spilled out of that human figure.

People are all fearful.

It is not aimed at a certain person, but at the group of [humans], the real malice!

The surging magic power spread out from the dark human figure.

"Crack, click, click—"

The heavy pressure made the earth shatter like a cobweb.

The ancient fear engraved in the depths of genes has infected everyone's hearts.

There is no doubt that it is ancient, the one that has dominated this planet for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, the oldest, and the most original dominator.

[Nature]’s incarnation, from the seat of God far away to the high heavens——

God!