As a legendary divine monk, Balthazar's power is unquestionable.

Although he is not strictly speaking a god, not even a quasi-god that hovers between a true god and a hero.

However, with the help of his strong willpower and unique secret techniques, he made himself look like an invincible god of war in a short period of time.

Among them, [Flame Sun Force] can bring dazzling light and heat like the sun, giving the enemy an unimaginable devastating blow, while also being able to recover from any injuries suffered by the self.

[Lunar Yin Power] allows it to draw strength from the moon goddess Suren, making it immune to negative levels, energy attribute absorption, confinement and time stop effects. It can also curse the enemy to make them blind and unable to see anything.

These two abilities alone are enough to make ordinary monks envious.

Moreover, Balthazar can teleport freely and without restriction within his sight. By infusing a mysterious energy into his fist, he can directly tear apart the opponent's magic protection and enhance spells, even the Nine Rings Magic and the Force Wall, which is known as the "physical attack nemesis", and can also make the opponent fall into an effect similar to that of [Slow Spell].

[Shadow Posture] can instantly jump into the shadow plane, either to hide or dodge attacks from enemies;

In addition, there are some special moves that produce additional power such as shock, levitation, stun, and critical strike.

The famous [Penetrating Power] can penetrate the protection of armor and muscles and directly destroy the fragile internal organs.

The most terrifying thing is that this guy can change his own resistance at will.

For example, by reducing magic resistance, physical resistance can be increased to an unimaginable level, and even able to withstand Abazig's dragon claws that are powerful enough to tear the sky and the earth apart.

By the same token, he can also lower his physical resistance and maximize his magic resistance, directly using his physical body to resist magic infused with divine power.

The [Hand of Murder] that just defeated Melisand would make the opponent fearful every time it was used, and the opponent would voluntarily give up all attacks and use all their strength to dodge and defend.

There is no doubt that after the seal is released, Balthazar is so powerful that he has no blind spots or shortcomings.

His terrifying unarmed explosive attack made it impossible for Zuo Si to even think of engaging in close combat with him.

Because he knew very well that with his level in this area, even with the additional melee expertise granted by swordsmanship, sword dance, great devil and abyss fragments, his performance would probably not be much better than Abazig.

After all, the latter is a demigod, and also has extremely high levels of warrior and mage. Add to that the biological level brought by the dragon's natural age, and the total occupational level is probably more than LV90.

But even so, Abazig was still completely suppressed by Balthazar.

If it weren't for the divine shield, it would have been blown up by now.

With the hall where the Blood Throne was located as the center, the area within hundreds of kilometers was turned into a scorched earth by their battle.

There are thousands of deep pits of various sizes with a radius of more than two kilometers.

Some even have big pits within medium pits, medium pits within small pits, and the center has become a bottomless abyss.

If this happened in the material world, a continent would have been almost completely destroyed by now, and if it continued, it would have become a shattered planet.

But for the outer plane with infinite space, this insignificant damage can only be regarded as a tiny scar at best.

A god with weaker divine power can perfectly repair it in an instant with just a thought.

The hall where the Blood Throne is placed has remained standing despite wave after wave of attacks, and one cannot even feel the vibrations when standing inside.

“Damn it! Is this the war between gods?

That’s too exaggerated!

I feel like an ant that could be crushed at any time.

This madman Aberdare is actually enjoying it..."

With gnashing teeth and complaining and cursing, Imoen finally dragged his exhausted body out of the battle, returned alone to the entrance of the Blood Throne Hall, sat on the steps, and looked like he was ready to lie down and die.

Anyway, she never intended to become the new god of murder, and she didn't even want the evil and filthy power of Baal.

I just hope to get rid of this dangerous and tragic fate as soon as possible and do what I want to do.

Therefore, the girl didn’t care at all whether her divine power and divinity would be taken away from her.

Especially after witnessing the devastating damage caused by the fight between Balthazar and Abazig, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why am I so weak even though I'm also a son of Baal?"

Zuo Si, who was far away, saw this scene and immediately cast a teleportation spell to come closer. He chuckled and said jokingly, "Why, you can't do it anymore? I remember someone once vowed that he would grow into a powerful wizard who could decide the outcome of the final battle."

"I almost died! How dare you stand here and watch the fun and make sarcastic remarks?"

Imoen rolled her eyes in annoyance, her eyes filled with strong contempt.

"Why not? You're not really dead anyway. And even if you were dead, I have a way to revive you."

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, took out a planeswalker card and turned it into a large bottle of iced drink on the spot and handed it to the girl.

As the development of Spark becomes more and more in-depth, his card list is no longer limited to various spells, summoned creatures, magic items, and artifacts.

There are also a large number of daily necessities, drinks and snacks, as well as enough food, water, meat, vegetables, fruits, etc. to feed millions or even tens of millions of people.

Imon was not polite. She took it, unscrewed the lid, and drank almost a liter of it without saying a word. Then she let out a long breath and burped without any ladylike manner. She wiped the remaining water stains from the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, raised her head and asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you take this opportunity to join forces with Balthazar to defeat Abazig and put an end to it all?"

"Do you think defeating Abazig will end this war between gods?"

Zuo Si asked back with a smile.

"Isn't it?"

Imoen blinked in confusion.

In her opinion, after Balthazar rebelled and killed Melissan, Abazig was the only last enemy left among the Five Clans.

In other words, if this demigod blue dragon is defeated and the other sons of Baal are willing to give up their divine power and divinity, the Seraph God Servant will descend and announce that the fight for the Blood Throne has officially come to an end.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly and explained, “If only everything were that simple.

First of all, I want to correct one thing.

A woman you thought was dead is actually alive, hiding in the shadows and secretly drawing on the power of the Blood Throne.

It is estimated that in a short while, he will be promoted from a demigod to a weaker divine power.

Secondly, your god father Baal is most likely nearby, also drawing strength from the Blood Throne in preparation for his return from the Astral Plane.

Since he is the ruler of this country, he can perfectly block everyone's perception, and even I can't find any clues.

So the battle you see now is actually just a warm-up before the final battle.

Until these two guys show up, Davian and I will not easily join the battlefield.

Also, you'd better stay here and don't run around.

Otherwise, it would be terrible if we were caught by the other side."

After saying that, Zuo Si quickly reached out and pinched the girl's delicate nose.

Imoen subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his nerve reflexes were obviously not as fast as the former, so his nose immediately turned red and uncomfortable.

She was so angry that she opened her mouth and wanted to bite the back of Zuo Si's hand with her teeth as revenge.

This kind of harmless pranks and games between good friends were something they had done countless times before they first met in Candlekeep.

It’s a pity that Imoen never won even once.

In a flash, she bit the air, missing the target by a hair's breadth.

"You bastard! How many times have I told you not to touch my head or pinch my nose!"

The girl glared at Zuo Si fiercely in madness.

But unfortunately, the latter completely ignored her strong protest, and even had a smug expression on his face, as if to say "I did it, what can you do about it?"

Just when Aimon was about to stand up from the stairs angrily to get back at his position, the hall beneath his feet suddenly shook violently.

The next second...

Boom!!!! A blood column that was hundreds of meters high suddenly rose from the ground and opened a big hole in the ceiling above.

The blood plasma emitting a pungent smell quickly condensed into the shape of a slim and well-proportioned young woman in the sky.

When she walked out of the blood column, one could clearly see that she had long, shiny black hair, a headdress full of white feathers on her head, and a pure black one-piece silk tights that looked a bit like elastic. One could even vaguely see a large area of ​​white skin underneath through the fabric. On both hands she wore large metal gloves that looked like claws, and in one of her hands she held a blood-stained dark red spear. On her feet she wore a pair of metal boots made of the same material as the gloves.

There is no doubt that this person is none other than Melisand, Baal's former first priestess and chosen one.

To be exact, it is what he looked like when he was young.

Even the most picky person cannot find even the slightest flaw in that beautiful face and nearly perfect figure.

Needless to say, Melisand not only drew astonishing divine power, but also reshaped her body with the help of the power of the Blood Throne. She is now equivalent to a goddess of weaker divine power, and the spear in her hand is an artifact with an enchantment level of +6.

In just a moment! Melissan directly crossed the distance in space and appeared behind Balthazar in a way that ordinary spellcasters could hardly understand. She suddenly raised the spear infused with divine power and stabbed it fiercely.

Poof! Although Balthazar sensed the danger with his keen sixth sense and twisted his upper body to avoid the fatal vitals, and his body resistance was also in a state of strengthening physical defense, his abdomen was still pierced on the spot.

However, not even a drop of blood flowed out of the penetrating wound.

Instead, it flowed along the uneven patterns on the spear to the end and was finally absorbed into Melisand's body.

"You're not dead?!"

Obviously, this enemy who was supposed to be dead suddenly resurrected and launched a sneak attack on him, which made Balthazar feel extremely shocked and unbelievable.

But he reacted quickly, and activated [Flame Sun Force] again to grab the spear that was inserted into his abdomen, trying to replicate the previous smooth combo.

But unfortunately, Melissan is no longer the same as she used to be.

Before Balthazar could kick, his seemingly muscleless arms lifted him high into the air, then slammed him to the ground with a force as powerful as thunder.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! The enormous force beyond the imagination of ordinary people immediately dealt a heavy blow to the monk. With a wow, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. The wound on his abdomen also expanded several times due to the violent impact, and his intestines were instantly brought out by the spear.

What was even worse was that Balthazar found that his wounds showed no signs of healing at all. Instead, he felt his vitality quickly draining away like an ordinary person.

He tried desperately to push his torn intestines back in, attempting to release divine grace to heal him.

But it was all in vain.

No matter what he did, no matter how high-level the healing spell he cast, or what potion he drank, he could not stop the blood from flowing out from the huge wound in his abdomen and then being absorbed by the blood-red spear.

"You...what did you do to me?"

Balthazar struggled to get up from the ground, raised his head and stared at the enemy who was so close.

Melisand licked the blood on the front of the spear with her tongue and replied meaningfully: "It's nothing, I just used this newly made artifact spear to leave a cursed wound on you that will never heal.

Give up, my dear child, you have no hope of winning.

Because once you are stabbed by this spear, a one-sided life-sucking effect will be formed between you and me.

Unless you can also become a god, you will be unable to resist this power.

In a few minutes at most, you will die because all your vitality has been sucked out of you.

I will devour everything you hate and dislike the most and become even stronger."

"Artifact? Curse? Life drain?"

Balthazar's face changed drastically.

Although he could use his divine power and secret techniques to defeat the demigods, he ultimately failed to take that step to become a quasi-god or even a demigod.

The reason is simple.

He did not want his mind and soul to be tainted by Baal's divinity.

But now this has become the most fatal flaw.

Without accepting divinity, one cannot gain an advantage in the confrontation with divine power, nor can one dispel the curse around the wound that was inflicted by the evil artifact.

Just when this powerful monk was in a dilemma, Abazig on the other side finally got rid of the entanglement of Aberdar and Sancho, pounced over, opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of divine lightning.

Bang! With a flash of dazzling lightning in the air, Balthazar flew backwards, most of his body turned charred black and emitted a pungent smell of burning.

Seeing that the raid was successful, Abazig was overjoyed. He dragged his huge body towards the brother who posed a huge threat to him, intending to swallow him in one bite.

But just as he passed by Melissan, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from under his right wing.

Turning around, he saw that Melisand had silently dispelled the divine shield at some point and used the divine spear in her hand to pierce deeply into the weakest part of the scales under the wings.

The sharp tip of the spear was just a little bit away from penetrating the outer wall muscle and entering the atrium.

"What are you doing?!"

Abazige stopped immediately, and his two eyes radiating divine light burst out with terrifying ferocity.

"What? Kill you, of course.

After all, Balthazar was about to die.

Once he dies, you, as the last survivor of the Five Clans, will naturally be of no use to me.

As long as I devour the divine power and divinity of both of you, I will be able to gain the authority to control the Blood Throne and even the entire kingdom.

No one will be able to rival a goddess like me by then."

At this point, Melisand finally tore off all her disguises and announced her ambitions in public for the first time.

Because she could clearly feel that her connection with the Blood Throne was becoming closer and closer, and the divine power in her body was growing at an unimaginable speed.

"So… you've been lying to us?"

Abazig woke up instantly and realized that all the previous words about assisting the five descendants to become new gods were lies. He quickly retreated while covering his bleeding wound, trying to use his divine power to fight against the curse from above, and no longer cared about Balthazar who fell to the ground with serious injuries.

Melisand did not rush to chase after him, but instead stood there and laughed.

"Hahaha! What else? I spent so much effort and thought to destroy Baal's resurrection plan, is it just to give you sons of Baal an advantage? Don't be naive!

I am just using the process of you killing each other to collect the scattered divine power and divinity bit by bit.

If no one had interfered, you would never have been able to obtain the powerful demigod power you have now.

Now just give up your divine power, so you can endure less pain."

"Bah! You're dreaming! I won't give up my power! If you have the guts, come and get it yourself! Even if I die, I will make you pay before I die."

Abazige once again cast a divine shield on himself, opened his mouth and roared, spitting out divine lightning breath, then rushed forward to fight with his huge body that was bleeding continuously.

The collision between a demigod and a weaker divine power would undoubtedly be devastating.

In just a moment, with the Blood Throne Hall as the center, the sky within a radius of thousands of kilometers was torn apart on the spot, and the earth collapsed in a way that cannot be described in words, with boiling magma gushing out from the interior of the earth's crust.

Countless petitioners and demons living in the Kingdom of Baal let out desperate wails before dying.

Even Aberdare and Sancho did not dare to approach the center of the battlefield at this moment, but fled back in a panic, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Although the gods of this universe are subject to various influences and restrictions, the power they possess is absolutely unquestionable.

"How long do you think Abazig can hold out?"

Zuo Si looked at the divine war in the distance, which was countless times more spectacular than a large-scale nuclear explosion, and asked without turning his head.

"Hmm - I think it should be about half an hour at most. After all, Abazig has consumed a lot of divine power before, and he has not established a church in the material world, nor does he have enough devout believers to replenish it."

Davian hesitated for a moment and quickly gave his judgment.

After all, the battle between gods is a competition between divine powers.

"Are you sure you can defeat Melisand?" Zuo Si continued to ask.

Davian answered without hesitation: "Of course. As long as you give the order, I will immediately let her experience what it feels like to be burned by the sun."

听到这句话，左思满意的点了点头：“很好。那等阿巴济格战败，你就去对付梅丽珊吧。”

“如您所愿！”

戴维安单手抚胸深深的鞠了一躬，随后两只如同日轮一样的瞳孔便锁定了战场中央的两人。

左思则趁着这个空挡，径直走到奄奄一息只剩下半口气的巴萨札身边，用半开玩笑的语气说道：“我亲爱的朋友，你现在的处境似乎有点不太妙。如果生命力再这样继续流逝下去，再过几分钟你就要永远的跟这个世界说再见了。”

“咳咳咳……”

伴随着一阵剧烈的咳血，传奇武僧挣扎着坐了起来，强忍着剧痛和虚弱无力回应道：“不用你说我也知道自己马上就要不行了。

不过就这样被梅丽珊吞噬实在是有些不甘心。

能麻烦你动手杀了我并夺走我体内的神力与神性吗？

这样一来她就无法从我这里得到任何东西。”

“为什么一定要寻死呢？如果我有一个方法可以帮助你逃避死亡，同时摆脱身为巴尔之子的命运，你是否愿意接受？”

在说这番话的时候左思嘴角微微上扬，显然是打算趁虚而入。

“什么方法？”

巴萨札原本暗淡的瞳孔瞬间又绽放出了名为希望的光。

“很简单。只要你放开心灵不做任何形式的抵抗，我就可以把你变成另外一种永生的状态，从而逃避死亡的降临。”

说话的功夫，左思胸口旅法师的火花开始迸射出刺眼明亮的光，同时试探性的缓缓伸出了右手。

他很清楚，以对方堪称恐怖的意志力如果铁了心宁死不从，那么制作随从卡牌大概率会以失败告终。

“那代价呢？我要付出的代价又是什么？”

巴萨札盯着那只越来越近的手，脸色十分平静的询问。

左思微微停顿了一下，郑重其事的回应道：“忠诚，你需要付出的代价是永恒的忠诚。

我保证在这个过程中不会对你的记忆、人格造成哪怕一丁点的改变。

而且在日后的相处中，我会尊重你的选择和决定，不会强迫你去做不愿意做的事情。”

“这算是契约吗？”

巴萨札最后又问了一句。

“是的，这就是契约，同时也是一种承诺。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，左思的手终于触碰到了武僧的额头。

瞬间！

火花将两人的思维和意识连接到了一起。

巴萨札没有做任何抵抗，坦然接受了自己的命运，缓缓闭上眼睛任由那强大的封印力量将自己笼罩，最终融入到旅法师火花的核心之中。

大概三五分钟左右，一张闪烁着金色光芒的卡牌便出现在左思的掌心里。

【生物牌：随从——巴萨札（神之子）】

【LV17多色卡牌（可升级）】

【卡牌品质：唯一】

【效果：召唤巴尔之子巴萨札（初始等级为LV32神力武僧，等级和实力会随着战斗与杀戮而不断提高，最高上限为LV70）为您服务，直至被杀死为止。

他分为两种形态。

一种是加持神符封印的普通状态，可以使用除了“谋杀之手”以外的所有能力。

包括升龙拳、反转抗力、圣疗术、影之姿、无影脚、月阴式、炎阳式、穿震掌、震眩拳、渗透劲、瞬间传送等能力。

当封印被打开之后，巴萨札将获得惊人的爆发力，所有伤害在短时间内提升数倍，攻击和反应速度也同样会大幅度提升。

当发动谋杀之手的时候可以在瞬间击毙一切没有神力或类神力保护的目标。

最初LV32的时候伤害和速度提升倍率为四，每三级在此基础上还会额外增加一倍，当达到十倍的时候将会迎来一次质的飞跃，同时获得日月之力同时开启月阴式与炎阳式。

在此状态下，神力武僧本身就是一件拥有毁灭力量的武器，可以实现徒手一击粉碎星球】

【使用该卡牌需要支付点二十五点白色、十五点红色和十五点黑色法力值，或者五十五点通用魔力】

【当随从——巴萨札死后，该卡牌自动进入墓地等待重生，时间为三百五十天】

看着卡牌上一连串的详细说明，左思不由得低声感叹道：“徒手碎星？ 听起来还真是不错。

巴萨札应该是我手上除了戴维安之外最强的随从了。

只要稍微做一点升级，他就能获得与神明正面对抗，甚至是将其杀死的力量。

巴尔这一系列的动作还真是给我送上了一份大礼呢。

待会儿等他现身，我可要好好表达一下自己的感激之情……”

说罢，左思夹着卡牌的手指往掌心一转，这张刚刚制作完成的随从卡变瞬间消失不见。

与此同时，另外一边梅丽珊和阿巴济格之间毁天灭地的战斗也已经接近尾声。

尽管后者拼尽全力想要给前者制造一些致命伤，但遗憾的是实力差距太大了。

打到最后阿巴济格的神力闪电吐息甚至没办法抵消梅丽珊身上的神力护盾，各种超凡神力也同样见效甚微，只能靠着肉搏去制造伤害。

可问题是近身肉搏意味着要面对那支可怕的神器长矛。

每一次身体被戳中，都会瞬间出现了一个无法愈合且不断流血的伤口。

而梅丽珊则能从这些伤口中汲取鲜血和生命力恢复自身。

结果打着打着她身上的伤基本都痊愈了，反倒是阿巴济格伤势越来越重，最后终于再也撑不住，庞大的巨龙身躯轰然倒在地上。

“结束了呢，小可怜。

我之前就告诉过你，挣扎只会增加痛苦，并不能改变注定的结果。

所有巴尔之子的命运都是一场彻头彻尾的悲剧。

虽然残酷但这就是现实。

接下来让我结束你的痛苦吧。

别担心，等我成为女神之后会考虑在心情好的时候赋予你一次重新来过的机会。”

梅丽珊一边说着，一边迈着灵巧优雅的步伐走到近前，高高举起手中的长矛，对准半神蓝龙的眼睛狠狠戳了下去。

噗！ 神器瞬间贯穿了脆弱的眼球直抵大脑。

阿巴济格甚至连惨叫都没来得及发出就已经当场暴毙，充斥着神力与神性的躯体突然从内部炸裂开，血液、碎肉和骨头更是漫天飞舞形成了壮观的喷涌。

他的死亡无疑极大刺激了这个曾经属于谋杀之神的国度。

鲜血王座更像是感受到了什么，从内部开始绽放出血红色的光芒。

正当梅丽珊沉浸在汲取神力与神性带来的快感时，大殿头顶的天空突然裂开，成千上万的祈并者突然从上万米的高空被抛落下来，一个接一个从屋顶的漏洞掉进大殿的地上，活生生摔成血浆四溅的肉泥。

每摔死一个，鲜血王座内便迸射出一颗残缺不全的头骨。

当这些头骨堆积成一座小山之后，一只灰白相间的兔子一蹦一跳从大殿的阴影中钻了出来，纵身一跃跳进骷髅堆之中。

下一秒……

轰！！！！！ 整个大殿内的血池掀起惊涛骇浪，直接把骷髅堆连带里边的兔子一起卷入了进去。

随后血池形成了一个巨大且深不见底的漩涡。

在漩涡的中间，依稀可以看到谋杀之神巴尔的圣徽在若隐若现。

正当阿伯戴尔、桑乔和爱蒙目瞪口呆看着这一幕的时候，通过传送魔法赶过来的左思却笑着鼓起了掌，同时由衷的赞叹道：“精彩！这可真是太精彩了！

原来最终选择复活的容器居然是一只兔子。

不得不说，这的确完全出乎了我的预料。

我还以为你再怎么着，也会选择一个智慧生物。

可到头来却选择了一只动物。”

谁能想到堂堂死亡三神之一的巴尔，居然会放弃那么多半神、准神和拥有传奇实力的巴尔之子，最终用一个最弱小、几乎没有任何存在感的兔子作为自己的载体。

不过这也从某个侧面证明了，无论是怎样拉胯的神都拥有凡人所无法企及的力量与智慧。

“你的意思是……那只兔子也是巴尔之子？”

爱蒙震惊的张大了嘴巴，明显被“自家老爹”的下限给吓到了。

毕竟那可是兔子啊！

别说付诸实际行动了，光是产生这种念头都足以使其成为诸神之耻。

“没错。

事实上不光是兔子。

还有很多猫、狗、熊、鹿、老鼠、蜥蜴等动物也是巴尔之子。

只不过它们中的大多数在萌芽期就已经被消灭的七七八八了。

毕竟野兽不是智慧种族，甚至有些连自我意识都很模糊，不具备理解抽象概念的能力，也不懂得如何使用自己体内沉睡的力量。”

左思脸上挂着玩味的笑容，直截了当把谋杀之神当年“天下布种”的壮举说了出来。

“天哪！这……这也太令人作呕了！”

Edmon suddenly got goose bumps all over his body and shivered uncontrollably for several times.

Aberdare next to him kept swallowing his saliva and imagining the scene frantically.

He suddenly felt that compared with his twisted and sick father, his own lust was nothing.

At least his sexual orientation in this regard is limited to beautiful and sexy races such as humans, elves, half-elves, tieflings, vampires, etc. He even cannot accept dwarves, halflings, orcs, and half-orcs.

There is no doubt that Baal controlled the rabbit to jump into the blood pool in order to reshape his body and then return from the astral realm to complete his resurrection.

Just as everyone in the hall was staring at the changes below the blood pool, Davian had already descended from the sky outside and kicked off the battle with his terrifyingly powerful solar nuclear fusion breath.

boom!!!!!!

On the devastated land, a huge, bright and dazzling fireball rose into the sky, followed by an earth-shaking tremor within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The shock wave generated by the explosion lifted more than ten kilometers of soil into the air.

The roar that followed even caused hundreds of sonic damages that were as powerful as legendary magic.

A group of demons that were affected exploded from within their bodies within 0.1 second, without even a bone residue left.

Obviously, this is the strength that Davian possesses after obtaining the power of the sun.

Moreover, in the outer planes, he can draw on the power of faith generated by the mortals' sun worship in all material planes of the entire universe, which is far more powerful than in a single material world.

When the fireball dissipated, the giant white mushroom cloud that shot straight into the sky for thousands of kilometers could be seen from a long distance.

As for the ground...

If the outer plane had no concept of the earth's crust and the thickness of the land and rock below was infinite, if it were other material planes, there would probably be magma everywhere, and the plates and continental shelves would have completely collapsed.

I’m afraid we will have to prepare for an unprecedented doomsday disaster and mass extinction of species.

But even with a breath of this power, Melisand only suffered some minor injuries. Her arms and skin that were originally burned by the breath quickly recovered with the nourishment of divine power.

But now she no longer had the ease she had before. Instead, she showed a look of vigilance and disbelief. She asked sternly, "When did you gain such power? You were only at the level of an ordinary Fire Elemental Prince before."

"Not long ago. In order to give me enough strength to fight against the gods head-on, the master took me to the Fire Elemental Plane for a small upgrade. Now, are you ready to enjoy the light and heat from the sun?"

As he spoke, Davian changed from dragon form to human form, holding tightly in his hand the artifact constructed of red and white mana - [Zhanning Sword].

Before his opponent could react, he instantly turned into a flash of golden light and disappeared on the spot.

not good!

With the super perception granted by the weaker divine power, Melisand immediately sensed the danger, and hurriedly turned sideways and raised the artifact spear to make a parrying gesture. The whole process may have taken less than a microsecond.

Then her hands felt a terrifying force beyond her ability to bear. Her knuckles and fingers were shattered in an instant. Her body flew backwards uncontrollably at a speed a hundred times faster than the speed of sound, leaving a long groove close to the ground.

Whether it is soft soil or hard rock, at this moment it is no different from soft cheese.

Just as Melisand thrust the spear in her hand into the ground to slow down and stop, her super-strong divine perception began to warn again.

Without time to think, she quickly repaired her broken fingers and raised the spear high to parry.

boom!!!!!!

This time, Davian swooped down directly from overhead, swinging the shield in his hand that was flashing with dazzling light and smashing it down hard.

Poor Melisand was like a nail, which was hammered into the ground by the former. It drilled down for dozens of kilometers in one breath before it barely stopped.

Two consecutive super-fast attacks made her quickly realize that Davian had a speed that she could never reach, so she used her divine power without hesitation to teleport away instantly.

You must know that the essence of God is pure spirit.

Therefore, their thinking speed is much faster than light, and they can process hundreds of billions or trillions of information in an instant, listen to the believers' voices and make appropriate responses.

The genius archmage Karsus did not possess this extraordinary divinity, so after seizing control of the magic network from the first generation goddess of magic, he was unable to process such a huge amount of information. Eventually, he became a negative example used by countless mages to teach their disciples, and was even given the derogatory name of "fool".

Although Melisand has not completely abandoned her mortal body, she is already no different from a goddess of weaker divine power.

In the next few minutes, she continued to use her ability to teleport with just a thought to engage in an ultra-high-speed battle with Davian that was so intense that the naked eye could not even detect a trace.

The two of them often appear in an instant, stay for less than one hundred thousandth of a second, and then disappear in an instant.

Ordinary people can't even see their figures and movements, and can only sense the noise, vibration, shock wave and earth-shattering destructive power caused by the collision of the artifacts.

The indescribable terrifying power caused the kingdom of Baal, the god of murder, to begin to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The destructive power of each explosion is enough to rival that of a close-range solar flare.

Before long, except for the hall where the Blood Throne was located, the entire country completely turned into a huge sunken pit.

As for the petitioners and the demons that were allowed in, they had all been killed by now.

Apart from the very few sons of Bhaal whose souls were imprisoned in the blood pool, there is no other thing that can be called alive...

(End of this chapter)