Chapter 1044 398 God War (Part 6, 35k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Slaanesh stared at the cage sadly. Of course, he couldn't see what was happening inside. Even he couldn't see it until the people inside broke the cage.

He was just crying, crying for the suffering that life in this universe was about to suffer. He was also crying for the suffering that life in another universe was about to suffer.

He had mercy on them.

mercy

This word crossed his mind, and then, as if triggering some key word, he stopped crying for an instant. His expression became dull, and at this moment, from his

An illusory soul emerged from his body.

"The skills of the tree man are really good." Soul smiled slightly. "It is really interesting to change the godhead, replace the divinity, even this kind of parasitism that the gods themselves cannot detect."

It glanced at the cage on the side, and after staring for a few seconds, the smile on its face began to grow bigger and bigger. This soul did not have a vague face like other angels, on the contrary, it had clear facial features.

Smiling, it raised its head and looked at the crack at the top of the false starry sky, then slowly flew up, with Slaanesh following behind it unconsciously.

Now, the God of Mankind has been held back. Although it cannot expand the crack to the point where the army can enter with just one soul, it still has a god puppet.

Stopping under the crack, it glanced at Slaanesh and ordered: "Pour all your power into this portal."

Slaanesh raised his hand dully, and was about to do as he was told. However, at the moment when His power was about to be poured in, there was the sound of something breaking, and then, a blue beam of light suddenly hit the

He was knocked away.

Slaanesh, who was forced to lose his self-awareness, was interrupted and had no reaction, but his soul was horrified.

The next second, a voice sounded softly in its ear. It was obviously a greeting, but it was as cold and hard as grinding teeth and sucking blood: "Hello."

"You-ahhhhh!"

Naturally, its screams were not pointless. Two hands came from behind, grabbed one of its hands, and forcibly bent it into a curved shape. The soul itself has no pain, and it should not be hurt.

Touch on a physical level.

However, you don't need to know too much about magic.

"Scream louder," the mage said with a sneer. "You'd better shout so loud that they can hear it outside, do you understand?"

"You, you - how is this possible?!"

"Tell me something fresh. Don't think it's possible the first time something happens. It makes you look very retarded."

"Even if all this is your trap, it won't help, mage!" the soul roared. "You are doomed to fail!"

"Yeah?"

The mage chuckled, carrying it and flying towards the crack. Next, he made a move that his soul could not understand at all.

He lifted up his soul

"I've always been a person who likes to eradicate things, and I'm also a particularly bad genocide. Many people have said that I have serious racial discrimination, and I admit that what they said is correct."

As the mage spoke, he began to carve magic circles onto its body. Each stroke of the magic lines made the creature feel extreme pain.

In its previous life, it had never felt pain. The angels were so high up, let alone pain, they rarely even had unpleasant moments, as of now.

It hurts beyond belief.

"What are you going to do?" it asked weakly.

"Do you know what a bomb is?" the mage asked. "A bomb is a very powerful weapon. There are throwing types, timed types, and flying types. Among them, there is a particularly bad type, but

The raw materials required are very basic.”

The magic power began to continue to outline, and the soul began to change from white to dark blue. The excessive lines made it look like a living abstract painting. The mage smiled with satisfaction, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and it began to look like never before.

The ground screamed.

"Feel it well." The mage said in its ear. "Because this will be the last sight you see in your life. But, think on the bright side, at least the explosion is very bright."

After saying this, he smiled evilly and pushed the soul into the crack. After the faint sound of explosion came, he followed without hesitation and rushed in.

——

In the pure white room, the atmosphere was a bit stagnant - a similar expression seemed to have appeared once?

It's not important.

John, the man in the suit, was standing in front of a newly grown sapling and scolding it.

"I knew you didn't have good intentions, you two-pronged bastard. If you don't choose between the many trading partners in the council, and if you don't go to so many worlds at war in the endless sea of ​​stars, you have to choose our reserve administrator.

You have to help Eternal Paradise. Just wait, Ka Valere, I will expose everything you do on the intranet!"

The leaves of the sapling trembled, and John sneered: "It's useless to beg for mercy! No one will support you in this matter. Although we are a loose organization-"

"——John, stop talking."

The current administrator, Natalia Kairoll, suddenly spoke, interrupting John's venting behavior.

She waved to the puzzled John, and also waved to the emperor. After they walked in, she reached out and patted the wall. The white wall blurred and disappeared. Therefore, the scene outside

Total influx.

The Emperor frowned sharply, and John's eyes widened.

They saw a man walking back and forth among millions of angels, as if he were in no one's land. His killing speed was unbelievable, but this did not mean that he killed neatly. In fact, every time

All the angels died extremely painfully.

"He actually," John gritted his teeth and said, then looked at the Emperor: "Do you know what he is doing?"

The Lord of Humanity actually showed a rare sense of humor at this moment. He smiled: "I don't know, but I shouldn't be drinking coffee."

John was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Indeed, we are not drinking coffee anyway. Listen, my friend. These angels originally had no concept of pain, but our reserve administrator forced them to give them relevant concepts -

Hiss, did he just tear an angel into eighteen pieces?"

The elf narrowed his eyes: "No, it's nineteen pieces. The piece connected to the spine is actually two pieces. Your eyesight is still so bad, John."

".I'm not very interested in this kind of thing."

The elf glanced at him: "Don't make it sound like you have killed very few, during the years when you were a priest, how many devils and devils did you kill?"

"You kill demons?" the Emperor asked.

"Uh, I killed him before." John answered honestly. "I used to be the priest of an adventure team, and I served the God of Justice. But one day, the old man suddenly went crazy and planned to destroy the world, so I went with the team to kill him.

Already."

"Actually, he was the one who did it." The elf said coldly. "His companions died before they even entered the temple."

".Sounds like a wonderful story." The emperor didn't know how to evaluate it for a moment.

God-killing priest. The White Tower is really full of people.

John sighed: "Can we not discuss my past for now? It seems that our reserve administrator is very angry now, and he seems to be no longer a god. What is going on?"

He looked at the emperor with such a puzzled look that he didn't even need to ask a question.

"I don't know why he came back, but it's a good thing."

The emperor smiled briefly, and half a second later, he became serious again. "But I am more worried about the goddess named Perpetua?"

"Maybe they just want to have fun. These angels are crazy and even asked her to cooperate. Ha. Also, John, you'd better pray that Sejani will come over soon."

"Otherwise, even if he really doesn't intend to use those powerful spells and just keeps killing like this, judging from this speed, Perpetua will take action sooner or later. Moreover, I will also join the battle.

"

The elf answered this question at a slow pace. Her body was slowly changing, and an extremely terrifying sense of oppression came from her body. John pulled the emperor back very wisely, and even did not forget to explain in a low voice.

"She used to be called the Source of Destruction. And there's a reason for that. I mean, she looks like an elf, but don't think she really is an elf."

"Shut up." The elf said coldly.

"Okay." John nodded calmly and stopped talking. Fortunately, the elf's current changes no longer need anyone else to explain.

She took a step forward and walked out of the pure white room. Crimson light poured out from her body, outlining a huge shape in the sea of ​​stars.

The first thing to emerge from the light were two huge, scarlet, cold iron wings.

Then, there was a ferocious body that was dark, outlined with gold lines, and covered with spikes.

There are ferocious golden horns on the top of his head, and green gems shine everywhere on his body, seemingly as embellishments, but the terrifying fighting will contained in them is completely impossible to look directly at.

In just such a short moment, she had completely left the room and arrived at an extremely distant place.

However, in the eyes of the Emperor and John, the metal body was still huge enough to occupy the entire sight.

"Do you know what that is, friend?" John asked quietly.

".I don't know, but it seems to me to be a robot." The Emperor replied hesitantly.

"You guessed it right!" John said happily. "As you know, there are everyone in the White Tower, including fanatic giant robot enthusiasts like her."

"After she entered the White Tower and learned about such a thing, she spent many years trying to enter a world where similar things existed, and successfully obtained the recognition of two multiverse-level robots, and obtained

A little gift”
To be continued...