However, it was precisely because of her delay that Kelben and the others had enough preparation time.

At the sewer entrance close to the ground, the Kelburns were directing the soldiers who were almost exhausted to pile up the remaining medicine cans and were preparing to tie them up with ropes when they heard Wojin's cry for help.

, immediately stunned.

He always feels that this rumored goddess seems to be weaker than he imagined.

But enough is enough!

"Laila, let's go! The time for revenge has come." Kelben said to his wife beside him.

"Yeah! For the goddess! For the people who died in Jishui City!" Laila nodded vigorously.

"Goddess! This way!" Kelben waved to Vol'jin.

"Ah! You finally didn't abandon me."

The goddess Wo'jin almost cried with joy, but just when she was about to rush out of the underground sewer, she saw Kelben passing her again, holding the scimitar and rushing towards the monster behind her.

“Are you crazy!??”

But just as she looked back, countless arrows passed by her and were shot towards Melkor. Under the cover of the arrows, Kelben jumped up and landed on the giant rat.

On his back, a knife pierced the neck of the god of death until the end.

"Roar!!!"

Melkor opened his huge mouth in pain and roared, shaking his head and trying to push the 'rat' off his neck.

Just when Wo'jin was staring at this scene that seemed like something out of an epic legend, he heard Kelben's voice:

"Goddess! Quick! Stuff these potion jars into its belly!"

Although Wo'jin is a little weaker, she has one advantage that cannot be said to be an advantage. She can always act based on instinct without going through brain circuits at such critical moments.

"Is this it? Let's go!" Vol'jin followed the prompts, and immediately her eyes fell on the stack of potion jars. She used her divine power to violently thrust them directly towards Melkor's open mouth.

Stuffed in!

Under Melkor's instinctive bite, dozens of tons of rat poison were poured down his throat into his stomach.

The next moment, Melkor, sensing something was wrong, opened his scarlet eyes to the limit. He wanted to spit out the rat poison, but the rat's metabolism was too fast, especially under the stimulation of his divine power.

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The poison quickly entered every organ, every cell in his body through its digestive system, and the capillaries all over his body began to rupture, and he struggled in pain and screamed:

"You despicable mortals

"No no no no!

"I don't want, I don't want to go back to hell"

Melkor died suddenly on the spot after being infused with a large dose of poison.

Became the first god in Corell to die from rat poison.

This god of death was bleeding from all his orifices and had excrement and urine all over the floor. The scene was extremely horrifying and disgusting.

Ding dong, a clay-like slate was also excreted from his anus along with the feces.

I'm afraid that no matter how hard Ben tried, he couldn't imagine that this guy actually hid the slate in his stomach.

"He is finally dead?" Wojin looked at the disgusting scene in front of him with some fear.

"should be."

Kelben, who felt like half of his bones were broken, stood up with Laila's help and said with a twitching smile:

"I really didn't expect that the medicine originally prepared for those rats could be used for such a purpose."

At the same time, I felt a little relieved.

He finally avenged the people who died in the undead disaster and the plague.

But this time, apart from spending some money, there were no other casualties.

Thinking of this, he looked up to the sky and said to himself with a smile:

"Tiberius, Charanvilos, have you seen it?

"I, Kelben, have done quite well, right?"

This is, Laila beside me asked:

"Huh? What is that?"

She noticed the slate.

Wo Jin also suppressed his nausea and glanced at the pile of excrement that was so spicy that his eyes suddenly widened:

"Slate! It must be the tablet of destiny they stole!"

She wanted to pick it up, but the stuff on it was really dirty and disgusting.

Just when she was about to think of a way to clean it, a black shadow suddenly jumped out, stepped directly into the cesspit and disappeared.

Also missing with him was the stone slab.

"Damn! Damn thief, catch it!"

Wojin was immediately angry. Someone dared to grab something under her nose!

If that silver dragon knew that he had lost the recovered stone tablet again, God knows how he would ridicule him.

But that guy just ran away in the blink of an eye.

On the other side of the sewer, Baal hugged the slate stained with feces while running wildly, secretly rejoicing in his heart:

Bane is dead, and so is Melkor!

He is the only god of death.

As long as he unlocks the secret of this stone slab!

Baal is the only god of death in the future!

Enough to rival a powerful god of death like Jergal!

But at this moment, a harsh sound of metal scraping against the ground broke his beautiful illusion.

Barr immediately stopped and saw a blind old man slowly walking towards him with a big sword in hand. His pupils shrank to the limit and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"Tyr!??"

If there is anything in the world that can make these gods of death feel instinctive fear and fear,

Then this God of Justice, who has guarded the stone tablets for thousands of years, is definitely one of them.

A terrifying existence who was one of the most powerful gods at the beginning of his leap into Corel!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have planned for so many years and only dared to steal the stone slab when the other party abandoned their priesthood to deal with the Chaos Demon Dog.

At this moment, Barr immediately felt like he had been caught by his master and had stolen something.

"The thief finally caught you." Tier breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

Barr gritted his teeth and said: "Tyr! Don't force me, don't forget, you are no longer the God of Justice. Now you are just a mortal, a blind mortal!"

But I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

Although the other party is no longer the terrifying God of Justice, he is not at his peak state either. It can even be said that when he escaped from the Hazy Realm with only half a head, he can be said to be the weakest of the three gods of death.

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Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until now to act like a thief.

But the other party seemed to turn a deaf ear and still walked towards him slowly and silently with his sword in hand.

"Damn old thing! Then I'll send you to hell!"

Baal bowed and rushed towards Tier, but just when his dagger was about to hit the main artery of the opponent's neck, his eyes suddenly lit up and then dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his whole body begin to become weak, and he fell to his knees on the ground, moaning feebly:

"How can this be"

Tyr, who passed by him, slowly put the sword in his hand into his waist.

Poof!

A fountain of blood like a waterfall spurted out from half of the chest of the God of Slaughter, splashing all over the ceiling of the sewer. In the end, he could only stare blankly and fell down, staring at the blood that fell from his chest and was covered by his own blood.

The wet stone slab slowly lost its luster.

Tier tilted his head slightly and said:

"god?

"You so-called false gods are better than the gods I know.

"It's really too weak."

In the world he once had
To be continued...