"Rumble rumbling rumbling--!!!"

The magic of horror swept the spot, raising the land to a height of tens of meters.

The strong breath of God's generation spilled out from the cracks in the earth.

"God...!"

Bathemelo Lorelai shed a cold sweat.

Not only her, but even the ancestors of the dead, such as the black knight Rezovor Stulut, shed cold sweats.

Not to mention those magicians who are already ugly.

The myth is coming again.

The enemy standing in front of people is the true God who descends from the seat of God!

It's just that this pillar of **** has lost its intellect, and only the malice towards [humanity] is left.

He is the true God of the Fallen!

Shiro remembered the words of Jewel Ong.

——A few pillars of gods have come. But it was too arrogant. When I came down, I dared to point to my nose and let me kneel to him, so I was pressed to death.

That idiot, just kill it a little bit more cleanly, and there is still one left here!

Shilang suddenly felt that Jewel Weng was extremely unreliable.

The most important thing is that although he didn't know the level of the **** of gem Weng's death, the **** who descended in front of him was indeed not one that could be easily killed.

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

The whole body of the fallen **** was shining with pitch-black thunder, and it shot towards the surrounding like a whip.

"Rumble rumbling rumbling--!!!"

Wherever it went, there was a piece of scorched earth.

The angel's sculpture was shot down and fell heavily to the ground, smashed to pieces.

No holiness!

"It's you, did you sneak assault on me?" Alquette's bright red eyes stared at the evil god, full of anger, and then rushed up.

A heavy punch blasted directly at the head of the evil god.

This punch is too heavy.

Even the air made a "boom boom boom" explosion sound.

The fallen **** was bursting with thunder, but this was not enough to repel the furious Alquette.

He also raised his arm, and rushed towards El Quette.

"Boom--!"

The fallen **** was directly smashed into half by Elquet.

Isn't this a matter of course?

Standing before Him is the Princess of the Moon, a candidate for the UO on Earth!

The previous sneak attack by the Fallen God succeeded completely because the Fallen God did not show his body, and El Quette could not see the Fallen God.

And now that the body is revealed, how can it be able to withstand Alquette's attack?

However, the fallen **** who was defeated in the upper body immediately replenished the god-generation aura of the earth and returned to its original state in the next moment.

Shiro saw the doorway and said quickly: "All the members of Bathmelo obey the order and suppress the spirit of God!"

"Yes--!"

Bathmelo Lorelai responded, and then hurriedly called her magical troops to unfold the technique to suppress the gods of the earth.

Elquet attacked the evil **** with a furious look.

In the case of possessing entities, the Fallen God is not at all Alquette’s opponent.

If it continues like this, after Bathmelo Lorelai and her troops suppress the gods of the earth, Alquette can crush the **** core of the fallen **** and send him directly back to the seat of god.

However--

"The amount ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -, the world lost the fair ...... !!!"

The black thunder mixed with pitch black mud blasted out of the god's body, and Alquette was caught off guard, and he was directly knocked out by him.

"That...that is..."

Shirou's eyes twitched fiercely.

You can't read it wrong.

How could he be wrong?

That dark mud--

It's [evil]!

"Shirou, that's..." Elquite clutched his abdomen, pointed to the dark mud of the evil god, looked at Shirou, and asked.

"No." Shi Lang frowned, shook his head, and said, "Although I don't know what that thing is, that thing is definitely not my [evil]!"

"I don't care about [evil] or [evil]. He bullies my good friend, and I won't let him go!" Alquette scratched his hair, and then rushed towards the **** of evil .

This time, however, the **** of evil began to act.

His body began to melt, forming a pitch-black ball, quickly avoiding Alquette's attack, and hovering high in the sky.

The pitch-black ball exuded violent thunder, shooting all around, falling rocks one after another.

"Boom, boom..."

A large cloud of dust splashed.

The Thunder still shot violently, and many magicians were centered and completely disappeared.

Even Webber was accidentally wiped behind his back.