The earth was collapsing! The sky was shattering! All matter was being torn apart by the terrifying divine power and quasi-divine power. Even the stable state of molecules and atoms could not be maintained, and destructive energy was continuously released.
Nuclear fission, nuclear fusion, and antimatter, which are regarded as the ultimate weapons of destruction on Earth in modern times, are now just the most insignificant by-products of the battle between Davian and Melissane, wantonly ravaging the collapsing kingdom of Baal.
This is undoubtedly the power that God possesses.
And it is not a more powerful medium or even strong divine power, but just a weak divine power and a quasi-divine power.
Imoen, who was hiding in the Blood Throne Hall, had lost his ability to speak and his brain was almost blank.
She finally understood why Io, the God Above Gods, would specially send a Seraph to preside over and manage the disputes among the Sons of Bhaal, and also clearly notify all the Sons of Bhaal to limit the scope of influence caused by their use of divine power in the material world.
If this terrible destructive power were to occur in Faerun, it would not take long for all the cities and villages to be razed to the ground. This would be many times more serious than the elven magic tearing the continent apart as recorded in the books.
Likewise, the girl began to realize that the battles between gods recorded in Candlekeep were probably also restricted by Io, the god above all gods.
Otherwise, the several wars between the elven and orc pantheons alone would be enough to destroy the entire world several times over.
Compared to Imoen's shock, Sancho's eyes revealed a strong desire for power.
Since he has reached the level of quasi-god and can control and use divine power and divinity to a certain extent, he knows very well where the power of God comes from.
But no one would have expected that the gap between a demigod with weak divine power and a weak divine power, which is only one tier away, would be so huge.
If Yagasula's demigod merely made him feel difficult to deal with, then Abazig could not see any hope of winning no matter how hard he tried, and the only thing he could do was to contain him a little.
But Melissan's power is many times greater than the sum of the first two.
What's more, she also has a magical spear in her hand with quite troublesome abilities.
The suffocating feeling of oppression and the crushing effect caused by the attack made Sancho feel that if he was hit head-on, he would most likely die on the spot.
After all, quasi-gods are not complete gods yet.
Therefore, killing a quasi-god does not require causing oneself to be in an extremely weak state for a certain period of time like killing a true god.
In this regard, just look at the unfortunate sons of Baal who were previously Devoured by Abazig.
Several of the latter became quasi-gods, but the demigod blue dragon did not hesitate at all when it came to killing them, and killed two of them in the blink of an eye.
However, all the divine power and divinity that he had taken so much trouble to devour had now become a wedding dress for Melisand.
At this moment, the former first priest and chosen one of the God of Murder has become the master of the entire country to some extent, and is frantically mobilizing forces to confront Davidian, who possesses the power of the sun.
It was precisely because of the continuous absorption of divine power that the kingdom of Baal collapsed so quickly.
After all, there is more than one person who is drawing power from the Blood Throne now, there is also Baal himself who jumped into the huge blood pool.
Zuo Si could even vaguely feel that the passage leading to the star realm below was opening, and some kind of sacred essence was slowly being injected into the blood pool to form a entity.
It is estimated that at this time, only a heartless and brainless guy like Aberdare would be able to calmly want to pry some gems and gold foil from the pillars near the Blood Throne and stuff them into his pockets, showing the ignorance and fearlessness to the fullest.
He had no idea what the ultra-fast attack and defense transitions between Davian and Melissann, which were impossible to capture with the naked eye, meant. He also didn't understand why the entire country was collapsing, but the hall where the Blood Throne was located was not damaged at all. All he thought about was how to take the opportunity to plunder more wealth so that he could go back and enjoy wine and women.
It turns out that the simpler people are, the easier it is for them to get happiness and satisfaction from their daily lives.
On the contrary, people like Zuo Si, who are deep in thought, have already tensed up their nerves. A faint light flashes in his eyes from time to time. He is ready to welcome the return of Baal. At the same time, he constantly senses the total amount of divine power inside the Blood Throne through the sparks of the mage.
Time passed by minute by minute...
As the amount of divine power that could be drawn became less and less, Melisand finally began to be unable to hold on.
To be precise, she could not gain the power of faith from the mortals' worship of the sun in all material planes of the universe like Davian did. Moreover, there were no churches or believers in the mortal world. Becoming a weaker divine power would also be stealing Baal's power, and she could not sustain a high-intensity war of attrition for too long.
Not long after, Davian took advantage of his terrifying speed to seize the moment when the divine shield was broken, and slammed Melissan's face with a fierce shield strike, and then cut off one of the opponent's arms with the sword in his hand.
“Aa…
The intense pain caused herself this self-proclaimed goddess to scream miserably, and she quickly activated the divine power transmission to create a safe distance for to react.
Although the severed hand was not the one holding the artifact, it was obvious that with only one arm left it was impossible to perfectly use a long-handled weapon like a spear.
The most important thing is that after fighting for such a long time, her weapon was never able to break through the shield's defense.
There is no other reason, it's just that the combination of one-handed sword and shield can completely restrain weapons like spears.
Moreover, Davian's speed was much faster than Melissan's, and it was already very difficult for the latter to just defend. By the time she wanted to counterattack, the opponent had already turned into golden light and disappeared.
As the saying goes, if you hold on for too long, you will lose.
Between offense and defense, the person who takes the initiative to attack always has a huge advantage, while the person who defends needs time to react.
Even if God could shorten this process to a split second, there would still be a slight delay.
"You're going to die soon!"
Davian stared at the enemy who only had one arm left, his whole body flashing with dazzling golden light and speaking slowly.
Unlike the last time he fought with the gods and was crushed by the divine power, this time he not only gained enough power to confront them head-on, but also gained the advantage.
Soon, a goddess with power equivalent to that of a weaker deity was about to die in his hands.
"No! I will not die! I am the new God of Murder! This is my kingdom and throne!"
Melisand tightly grasped the spear that was emitting a red glow, her face full of a ferocious and bloodthirsty expression.
Needless to say, in the process of constantly absorbing the power of Baal, her mind, thoughts and soul have inevitably been affected, and she is becoming more and more like the God of Murder before her death.
This is also why, although Balthazar possessed unimaginably strong willpower, he sealed all of Baal's power and divinity in his body before the final battle and never used it even once.
Because he knew that this power was like the most powerful addictive drug.
Once infected, it is impossible to get rid of it, and one will get deeper and deeper into it until he becomes like his evil father.
After all, if you want to use divine power, you must accept divinity, and divinity is the thought, consciousness, and spiritual essence of God.
It will change a person subtly.
Even a lucky guy like Sancho has a very different personality from what it was at the beginning, not to mention the ordinary sons of Baal and Melissane, who are half-baked and steal divine power.
Davian obviously noticed this, and with a hint of pity in his eyes, he responded directly: "In that case, I will destroy this country and your throne together."
Before he finished speaking!
His body suddenly began to expand and flew directly into the sky, turning into a huge, burning nuclear fusion star.
In the inner core of the star, you can vaguely see the dark shadow of a giant dragon.
The scorching temperature and energy released caused large areas of burns on Melissan's skin even from a long distance, and even her broken arm stopped bleeding.
To be precise, the blood had been evaporated by the high temperature before it dripped onto the ground.
"Damn it!"
Melissan's face changed drastically upon seeing this, and she immediately realized that the other party was planning to crash into her and smash her and the devastated Kingdom of Baal beneath her feet.
What would be the consequences of being hit head-on by a sun with divine power? She didn't know, and she didn't want to know.
The best way to deal with this situation is undoubtedly to escape, leave the kingdom of Baal or go to other planes.
But the problem is that Melisand's current power comes from the Blood Throne.
Once you choose to leave, it is equivalent to automatically giving up the qualification to compete. The Seraph who is given authority by the God Above Gods Io will immediately deprive you of all divinity and divine power.
So she couldn't escape, and could only try her best to stimulate her last potential to condense a shield made of divine power.
Just as the sun in the sky above was getting bigger and bigger, and was about to crash down, the blood pool inside the hall that had been silent for a while finally reacted.
Boom!!!! A blinding dark red blood column suddenly rose into the air, tearing the huge palace into pieces on the spot, and even the blood throne itself was split in the middle.
Two balls of light formed by the priesthood of death and murder continued to rise alternately around the blood column, and finally merged into the blood column after reaching the highest point, like two eyes embedded in the eye sockets.
The next second...
A bloody man with a cruel and brutal expression slowly walked out from the blood column rising into the sky.
moment!
The divine power stored in the Blood Throne poured in like a flood.
Along with the surge of divine power came the collapse of the Blood Throne and the palace beneath his feet.
In the blink of an eye, the man made entirely of plasma began to grow bones, internal organs, muscles, blood vessels, and skin, and slowly turned into a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a beard and a fierce and brutal appearance.
Baal, the god of murder, finally defeated death and returned again!
Although his faith had shrunk a lot during the time of his death, and part of it was dispersed by other Sons of Bhaal, and was no longer the middle-level divine power of his peak period, he still seemed more powerful than Melisand.
Sons of Bhaal like Sancho, Aberdare, and Imon were paralyzed at the mere sight of them.
The suppression caused by their bloodline made it impossible for them to have even the slightest will to resist.
Fortunately, Baal's attention was not on these children, but on Zuo Si who was standing there. After a full minute, he spoke: "Devil, I think we should sit down and have a good talk now, what do you think?"
"Talk? No, I don't think there's anything to talk about."
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth and rejected the other party's negotiation proposal without hesitation.
Because he came here today with the intention of killing gods, there was no other option.
Hearing this, the already ferocious expression on Bal's face suddenly became even more sinister and terrifying. He pulled out a long dagger made of human bones and asked sternly, "Are you sure you want to fight me to the death?"
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "That's right. Today, only one of you and me can walk out of here alive. So stop talking nonsense and let's start fighting."
"You are seeking death! I will cut off your head and dig out your heart!"
After saying that, Bal disappeared from the spot in an instant, and then appeared behind Zuo Si, waving the bone dagger infused with divine power in his hand and stabbing at his neck.
Different from those gods who like to use magic and divine arts, he prefers simple and crude sneak attacks and assassinations, feeling the damage caused by a dagger piercing the body and the pungent smell of blood flowing out.
This may be related to the fact that he was a bloodthirsty assassin when he was a mortal.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si had already made targeted defenses.
Before the dagger got close to the vital point, a layer of slanted protective force field infused with divine power easily blocked it.
Just as Baal was about to hide in the shadows again to look for an opportunity for a sneak attack, Zuo Si took out the divine power shock scepter and pressed it against Baal's chest, directly choosing to release it at maximum power.
boom!!!!!!
A dazzling beam of light burst out from the front of the scepter, instantly destroying the divine shield on the body of the God of Murder, and the whole person flew away uncontrollably.
During this process, one could clearly see a hole appearing in his chest where his heart was, and it was continuing to expand under the violent impact.
As luck would have it, the direction that Bal flew was close to where Melissa was.
Before the latter even had time to react to what was happening, Davian, who had transformed into the sun, seized the fleeting opportunity and dropped from the sky.
His huge size, terrifying impact force and astonishing high temperature almost completely wiped out the entire Kingdom of Baal from the plane of destruction and despair in an instant.
Yes, you read that right, erase.
Because the impact of the previous battle was merely destruction and collapse, not complete disappearance.
But now, it completely ceases to exist.
Moreover, the horrific explosion that could not be described in words also destroyed all the terrain in the larger area around it. Countless petitioners and creatures from the lower planes were either crushed or evaporated in an instant.
At first glance, all that was left was a super crater that was a hundred times larger than the sun itself.
The shaking of the ground even attracted the attention of no less than thirty evil gods in the entire plane.
As for the sound...
Sorry, I can't hear any sound at all.
Because the noise is so loud, far beyond the limit of hearing, any unlucky person who can hear it will only feel a slight tinnitus, and then lose their hearing permanently.
Some even died instantly from their heads or hearts exploding.
When the dazzling light and flying dust completely dissipated, Davian floated above the huge meteorite crater in the form of a giant dragon, looking down at the dark bottom of the crater.
"Well done!"
Zuo Si, who was teleported here via magic, praised generously.
"Master, they are still alive."
Davian reminded softly.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Ah, of course I know they are still alive.
After all, he is just a weaker divine power, how could he be killed so easily?
What's more, I also plan to use them to try to create the Eternal Evil God.
Remember not to hit him too hard later, just beat him half to death."
"As you wish."
Davian performed a sword salute respectfully, then turned into a stream of light and dived towards the end of the deep pit, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe.
However, Baal, the god of murder, was obviously not a pushover. He immediately teleported his thought to the back of the Sun Knight and launched a backstab, trying to insert the deadly bone dagger into the gap in the armor to kill him with one blow.
But he obviously ignored Zuo Si who was always staring at him.
Just as the dagger was about to pierce through, the god's powerful perception suddenly began to warn.
As a last resort, Bal had to give up attacking Davian and dodge first.
This move proved to be a very wise one.
Because just as he turned sideways, another burst of silver flame compressed to the extreme shot out from the staff held in Zuo Si's hand.
Just a little bit of it touched his shoulders and back, and they were instantly severely damaged. The divine power used for protection was unable to withstand it and collapsed in minutes.
The Silver Fire of the Magical Goddess? !
As someone who had fought against the second-generation magic goddess, Baal quickly recognized this power that once made him extremely wary and even terrified.
After all, the core of the magic network is one of the foundations that maintains the crystal wall where the entire Faerun is located. Its importance is even greater than that of the sun and the planet Toril.
Even a god with a very high "status" like Corellon, the main god of the elves, could not defeat the goddess of magic in the Crystal Wall system.
Especially the silver fire released just now, which obviously far exceeded that of other elects such as Elminster and Khelben. It was as if the incarnation of the goddess of magic had arrived in person.
Bal couldn't believe that the third-generation magic goddess Midnight would give Zuo Si such amazing power and control over the magic network.
"You seem surprised?"
Zuo Si asked with a smile, fiddling with the magic staff in his hand.
"How can you have such a powerful silver fire? Is the new magic goddess crazy? Even Elminster, who is favored by the second generation magic goddess, has not obtained such power!" Baal asked with a serious expression.
No, no, no, she just made a deal with me that was beneficial to both of us.
And don't ever compare me to someone like Elminster, who's more cleric than wizard.
Because my control over the deepest magic network energy is not just a gift from the goddess, but is obtained through my own study, research and training. "
After saying that, Zuo Si waved his staff again and shot out a large amount of silver fire with incredible power.
But this time, Bal had obviously learned his lesson and did not dare to take the attack head-on. Instead, he dodged it by using his extraordinary divine power.
At the same time, he did not forget to use the two extraordinary divine powers of [Divine Sneak Attack] and [Irresistible Strike] to try to break through the opponent's defense circle.
Among them, [Divine Power Sneak Attack], as the name suggests, allows gods to launch sneak attacks on targets whose divine power level does not exceed their own.
Moreover, unlike the sneak attack techniques used by ordinary thieves and assassins, it must be carried out without the enemy's awareness, otherwise it will be completely ineffective once exposed.
This extraordinary power can be activated as long as you are on the side or behind the opponent.
The effect of [Irresistible Strike] is to make the attack of a specific weapon almost impossible to resist.
Baal's weapon of choice was the dagger, so his speed in launching a sneak attack was even faster than Davian's.
Even though Zuo Si had a large amount of protective magic infused with divine power, his abdomen was still pierced in an instant.
The moment the bone dagger was pulled out, a large amount of blood and intestines gushed out from the wound.
"Hahahaha! You're dead! Devil!"
After a successful strike, Bal quickly distanced himself from the target, grinning as he licked the blood off the bone dagger with his tongue.
Because the dagger in his hand is not an ordinary item, but an artifact with an enchantment level of +8. Its effect is similar to Melisand's spear, which can prevent wounds from healing and cause continuous bleeding.
The most important thing is that the bone dagger contains an effect similar to [Life Swindle], which can not only absorb the vitality of the target, but also cause negative levels.
"Just a trivial and fatal injury makes you so happy?"
Zuo Si lowered his head expressionlessly and glanced at his injuries, then directly activated the Star Dragon's "blood lock" ability.
In less than a second, the horrific-looking wound healed as before.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the wound caused by the extraordinary divine power has not actually healed.
The stabbed area would crack slightly almost every second and a little blood would seep out.
But too much blood had been lost before, so this amount of bleeding could not be seen at all.
Needless to say, Zuo Si relied on continuously activating the Star Dragon's "blood-locking" ability to deliberately create the illusion that he had infinite recovery abilities.
“This…how is this possible?!”
Bal was stunned for a moment, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his ferocious and bloodthirsty face.
Because so far no one or god has been able to escape unscathed from being stabbed by the divine dagger in his hand.
Zuo Si said casually: "You can obtain divine power and priesthood from the ancient god of death, Jaeger, in a nearly child's play way; Xirik, a mortal, can kill you, a god, through a sneak attack and become the biggest winner in the turbulent years.
Such an outrageous thing has happened before, what else is impossible in this world? Moreover, the power I possess is far beyond your imagination! Are you ready to face your second and final death now? "
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si instantly activated more than two hundred spell cards infused with divine power.
Baal had no time to react at all and was instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming magic.
Especially the big hands made of force fields that bound Bigby, pinning him in place so that he couldn't move. The storm of missiles flying all over the sky was as spectacular as a meteor shower.
After a round of gang beatings, the god of murder looked as miserable as a young girl who had been raped by dozens of big men.
Not only did his clothes turn into tattered beggar's clothes, but his body was also covered with blood holes of varying sizes. There was no intact skin at all. The muscles that were beaten into a paste mixed with blood plasma to form a sticky mixture that stuck to the bones.
Unfortunately, although these spells caused considerable damage, they failed to actually kill him.
Because the only one who can kill a god is another god, or a quasi-god power that can touch the spiritual essence of a god.
However, these magics that incorporate quasi-divine powers are obviously far from enough to kill a god.
Zuo Si could vaguely feel that if he wanted to destroy and erase the sacred essence of Baal, he would need to use up at least half of the energy reserves of the ninth level of Baator Hell.
No wonder gods killing gods is rare in Faerun's history.
It’s not that the gods don’t want to completely eliminate their eternal enemies, but the price of killing them is too great.
And no one can guarantee that after successfully completing the kill, they will not be killed by their enemies when they are in a weak state.
When gods of the same level fight each other, they usually start by weakening the number of their opponent's believers and influence in the material world, causing their divine power level to continue to fall.
The one who does the best in this regard is Shar, the goddess of night.
Su Lun, the twin goddess of creation, was even weakened by her evil sister to the point that she had to rely on the protection of the goddess of magic and the god of love and beauty.
"Alas, it is indeed more economical to use the God-Slaying Sword."
Seeing that Baal's injuries were recovering rapidly under the influence of divine power, Zuo Si sighed helplessly and put his hand on the sealed weapon at his waist.
He would not use half of his energy reserves to kill a god. That would be too wasteful.
When the seal was broken and the Sword of the Void was unsheathed, the surroundings suddenly became silent.
The dark and deep sword body, like a passage to another dimension, directly brought the power of the dark void into the wasteland of destruction and despair.
As the sword gently passed through the air, a large area of matter and energy nearby disappeared out of thin air, or rather, was swallowed up by the dark void, leaving only a small piece of nothingness, as if someone had used an eraser to erase a small piece in the world called reality.
Without any hesitation or confusion.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, Zuo Si instantly used teleportation to come close to Bal and stabbed at the opponent's eyes at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
Since the characteristic of this sword is nothingness, it can erase all matter and energy, even time and space, so it cannot be perceived by any creature except the mages.
Because of this characteristic, Baal's divine perception did not serve as a warning. By the time he reacted, the sword was already close at hand. He had no time to dodge or teleport. He could only raise the bone dagger to parry and block.
But Zuo Si, who had learned sword dancing from the dark girl Iristria, no longer used the simple swordsmanship that lacked variety in moves.
He just turned his wrist slightly, and with the body coordination brought by his super high agility, he successfully changed the trajectory of the sword to avoid the bone dagger, and then he pierced through the right wrist of the God of Murder effortlessly like cutting tofu.
No obstacles!
There was no sound of metal weapons hitting hard bones!
Even Baal who was chopped didn't feel the slightest pain! Not even a drop of blood came out!
But the small part connecting his wrist and arm disappeared out of thin air.
The whole hand instantly fell into the huge deep pit below that was created by the impact of the sun.
A strong sense of fear instantly enveloped the evil god's heart, causing him to not bother to pick up the lost artifact dagger. Instead, he immediately teleported a distance away and asked in horror: "You...what the hell is that sword in your hand?"
"This is a weapon I made specifically for killing gods. You are the first person to have tasted it. How about it? Do you feel honored from time to time?"
As Zuo Si spoke, he continued to release the power of the Void Sword.
In just a few seconds, the dark and deep sword body extended from about 1.3 meters to more than dozens of meters, and it was still getting longer.
Because its essence is a channel connected to the dark void, the length and size of its shape can be changed according to the needs of the user.
Just as Bal opened his mouth to ask for more information about the weapon, Zuo Si once again came close through teleportation magic, and using the length of the sword to start swinging at high speed, while continuously releasing some control-type divine spells.
Although the God of Murder was able to dodge by teleporting at the beginning, he was soon accidentally hit by the instantaneous [Dimension Anchor] and was grabbed by Bigby's ankle again.
A black shadow flashed through the air, and his body was cut in half, with the upper and lower parts separated on the spot.
"No!!!!!!!"
As the god of murder with the ministry of death, Baal could obviously sense his impending fate and began to make his last struggle like a madman.
After all, long before the Years of Troubles, he had relied on this ability to meet his own death, secretly creating a number of Sons of God that shocked the entire continent of Faerun.
But unfortunately, this struggle is in vain.
Since Zuo Si had activated the "blood lock" ability of the Star Dragon, he could ignore any attack that did not kill instantly. He transformed himself into a big devil and withstood three attacks of divine power. He then grabbed Baal's head, raised the Sword of the Void and stabbed it cleanly.
puff--
moment!
The god's spiritual body and the spark of divinity were instantly corroded and polluted by the power of the dark void. Large black and purple spots began to grow on his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and continued to spread to other places.
The priesthood that formed the eyes seemed to have sensed something, and it burst out of its eye sockets with a snap and flew high into the sky.
Divine power continuously flowed out from the broken body through the eye sockets, nose, mouth and ears, forming an extremely spectacular scene.
Zuo Si grabbed the priesthood of death in his hand and greedily absorbed the gushing divine power.
Bal's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at first glance he looked like a mummy or some other dried corpse.
However, he did not die completely, and the spark of divinity did not go out. Instead, under the distortion of the dark void, he was transforming into a form more terrifying than death.
After draining all the divine power, Zuo Si immediately took a deep breath, first controlling the Sword of Void to spit out the body that had been swallowed before, and then reconnecting the severed limbs and lower body.
Once he had done all this, he began to chant the spell he had learned from the old dragon Nicol Bolas to create the God-Eternals.
Since it was his first time, Zuo Si was not quite sure what special precautions he should take during the process.
As a result, the spell had just begun when he felt the divine power he had extracted began to flow back into Baal's dry body at an extremely fast speed.
Along with the divine power came a huge amount of black mana, which symbolizes death.
Runes that had never been seen before began to appear on Baal's forehead, cheeks, neck, chest, back, and other places.
When these runes completely covered the entire body, the twisted divine spark of the God of Murder finally transformed into the form of death.
At this point, an immortal evil god made from gods was born.
Zuo Si directly drained the entire mana pool and made the undead creature in front of him, who he didn't know whether to call a god corpse or a death god, into a summoned creature card.
[Creature Card: Eternal Evil God——Baal (Undead/God)]
[LV30 Black Card (Cannot be upgraded)]
[Card Quality: Unique]
[Effect: Summons the immortal evil god Baal to serve you until he is killed.
Not only does he possess almost all of the power he had in his lifetime, but he also retains his complete consciousness, memory, and combat experience, making him as powerful and invincible as a true god.
Once the God-Eternals are summoned, you'll gain some extra mana for each enemy you kill, and can also convert corpses into minions.
The more creatures that are killed, the greater Baal's power becomes.
But it must be noted that when the power of the Eternal God grows to surpass that of the Mage, he may be out of control.
You can only create a maximum of four God-Eternals cards.
If you make a fifth card, the first one will be discarded.]
[Using this card requires 1,500 black mana points, or 1,500 universal mana points]
[The core of the Immortal God is the divine spark that distorts death, so as long as it exists, it can be repaired infinitely in theory, but once the divine spark is damaged, it means complete disappearance and death.]
Looking at the black card with gold edges in his hand, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh: "So this is the Eternal Evil God...
Nicol Bolas did not deceive me.
Gods can actually become tools and playthings in the hands of planeswalkers.
The only problem is that the energy required to create an immortal evil god is too enormous.
I have returned almost 80% of the power I drew from Baal."
Just from the information on the card, it can be seen that the power of the Eternal Evil God is unquestionable.
This can be seen from the fact that there is a limit of no more than four cards of the entire major type.
After all, the old dragon relied on four Eternal Gods to suppress the entire Ravnica time and space in the Spark, and beat hundreds of planeswalkers so badly that they had no temper at all, including some old planeswalkers left over from ancient times.
But both crafting and summoning require astonishing amounts of energy, especially the divine power that only gods possess.
As for the fact that the destruction of the divine spark would be equivalent to permanent disappearance and death, Zuo Si was not too worried.
After all, it is not easy to destroy this thing.
And when the time comes to use the Eternal Evil God, he will probably have to be prepared to fight to the death.
By then, no one will be able to care about so many things, and all the strength at hand will be thrown away as consumables.
Just as Zuo Si stood there recalling the details of creating the Eternal Evil, Davian finally ended his battle with Melisand and flew up from the bottom of the pit carrying the dying woman.
"Master, she is yours now."
"Don't kill me! Please! I am willing to submit to you and do anything for you!"
Melissane pleaded in a weak voice, without any of the arrogance she had when she called herself a goddess.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, you're a little late. If it was a few minutes ago, I might have gladly accepted your surrender. But now, I just want the divine power in you."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his devil's hand wrapped in the tyrant's glove, suddenly pierced through the opponent's chest, dug out the beating heart inside, and crushed it in front of Melissan.
Boom! With the sound of her heart exploding, this ambitious woman began to spew out divine power from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose like Baal.
In a short while, she was sucked dry alive.
When Melisand died, the Seraphim who had disappeared for a long time finally appeared, releasing a ball of golden light to gather the divinity that was floating in the air around him and that Zuo Si didn't even want. He said in a very pleasant voice: "Congratulations, you have won the battle for the final ownership of the Blood Throne. Now, Baal's legacy will be at your disposal."
"I only want the priesthood of death and all the divine power. You can do with the rest as you wish."
Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.
He had already gotten what he wanted and didn't care who got the remaining useless part.
"Please wait a moment. I need to consult the last three Sons of Bhaal for their wishes."
The Seraph bowed slightly, then spread his wings and flew towards where Imoen, Aberdare and Sancho were hiding.
After about ten minutes, she flew back and handed the divine power in her hand to Zuo Si.
"This is the divine power you requested. I will take the remaining divinity and priesthood back to His Majesty Aio. If there is no objection, I will go back and report now."
"Thank you. I have no objection."
Zuo Si nodded with a smile and unceremoniously took away the last bit of divine power that Baal had left in this world.
(End of this chapter)
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