"Femont, I think you should know what this means, right?"

Boyd asked in a creepy voice.

Although his voice was not loud, everyone in the Eagle City who was pulled into the other dimension could hear it clearly.

The other three God's Hands looked at Griffith, who looked a little embarrassed, and his handsome face which was distorted by anger, with expectant eyes.

There is no doubt that the creation of "The Moment of Eclipse" stems from the resonance caused by some strong desire.

What triggers this desire may be the desire for life, the inner unwillingness, or even the unsatisfied desires.

In short, as long as one still has attachment to the material world and still cares about people and things, both the apostles and the Hand of God can perform a second sacrifice.

Although this sacrifice may not be as spectacular as the first one, it is the final and crucial step towards the dark side at the human level.

Especially the Hand of God, when it completely cuts off its connection with the real world and no longer has any concerns, it will completely merge with the evil thoughts in the abyss.

Therefore, the God's Hands that Boyde had before did not disappear mysteriously, or were killed by the Skeleton Knight, but became part of the God of the Abyss.

Otherwise, if the Skeleton Knight really had the power to kill the Hand of God, he would not have failed in several sneak attacks.

The reason why Boyd is still alive today is thanks to the grudges between him and the Skeleton Knight.

To put it bluntly, he has not yet severed his ties with the material world and still has some attachment to it.

But now, Griffith, the last God's Hand born, took the lead in launching the second sacrifice because of his own ambitions and shattered dreams.

Such an outrageous situation was something Boyde had never seen since he became the Hand of God, and it was also inconsistent with the law of causality given to him by the God of the Abyss.

It was as if an invisible hand had torn the original web of fate into pieces.

Right now, everything is heading in the direction of being out of control and running wild.

"Give me strength! More powerful strength! Strength enough to defeat all enemies! For this, I am willing to give the entire Eagle City!"

There was a creepy depth in Griffith's eyes.

At this moment, he no longer had the purity and holiness he had pretended to have before, but instead exuded a sin that even a three-year-old child could sense.

There is no doubt that the carefully created "Eagle of Light" is dead, and now only "Wing of Darkness" Femont is left, an extremely willful and selfish demon king.

"Very good! Now I declare the sacrifice to begin!"

As Boyd raised his bony hand and branded the Eagle City and all the survivors inside with a mark symbolizing sacrifice, a terrible massacre finally began.

The apostles who had been summoned and were still on the sidelines almost immediately rushed into the city full of corpses and ruins, killing anyone they saw indiscriminately, accompanied by rape and cannibalism.

In just a few minutes, this beacon of hope was transformed into a slaughterhouse of despair.

Even the Kusha Empire soldiers who rushed in were slaughtered.

Although the monster army tried their best to resist, they were still too weak compared to the apostles whose forms and abilities changed in various ways, and soon suffered a large number of casualties.

As for the ordinary soldiers, who were the largest in number, they had already been frightened out of their wits by the horrific scene and were fleeing everywhere like headless flies. Some of them even hid in buildings in an attempt to save their lives.

Unfortunately, all this is in vain.

Because the apostles can feel the mark on the sacrifice, Guts can be said to have a deep understanding of this, so there is no point in hiding.

Under the destruction and devastation of countless apostles, the magnificent buildings and walls of the entire Eagle City collapsed one after another, and the people living inside no longer prayed or praised the Eagle of Light, but began to curse and spit on him.

From this moment on, Griffith's dream and ambition to achieve it at the cost of sacrificing the entire Eagle Corps were completely shattered.

He will never be able to have a country of his own again, nor can he play the role of savior.

The anger, resentment, malice and twisted emotions emanating from the depths of the soul began to spread around like a plague.

The moment the entire Eagle City was completely razed to the ground, the node in Griffith's heart that was connected to the God of the Abyss suddenly began to expand rapidly, directly swallowing up the entire person.

Then his human form began to be torn apart and reorganized by some powerful force, eventually forming a huge black eagle with wings that covered the sky.

However, this eagle's wings do not have any feathers, but instead have wing membranes like a bat. The beak on its head is huge and sharp, presenting a barbed shape like the original helmet.

At this moment, Griffith seemed to have lost himself. All the intense emotions just now disappeared completely in just a few seconds. His two eyes looked down at all the apostles including the other four Hands of God like a god.

The next second...

He suddenly began to flap his wings, creating a fierce gust of wind.

Before anyone could react to what was going on, the huge thundercloud that the Emperor of Terror had transformed into began to be unable to maintain its existence and was constantly being pulled by the strong wind.

After repeating this several times, Emperor Kong realized that if he continued like this he would definitely be blown away, so he immediately returned to his human form without even thinking about it.

But what he never expected was that the moment he changed back into human form, Griffith's huge black wings came down directly, crushing him and all the nearby Kusha Empire troops underneath.

Then when the wings were raised, the troops had already turned into meat paste and stuck to the underside of the wings, forming an unforgettable bloody picture.

Especially when the Black Hawk took off into the sky, broken limbs, broken arms, minced meat, blood plasma, bones and internal organs fell like raindrops, and only the dying Emperor Terror was held in the eagle's beak.

"No... This is impossible! How could I fail!"

The Emperor of Grief was obviously strongly stimulated, and he began to speak incoherently like a madman.

If the previous Griffith made him feel irresistible and invincible, then the current Griffith was like a god high above, reminding him of the huge evil thoughts he faced when he was sacrificed.

This strong aura from the God of the Abyss directly imprisoned all his powers as an apostle.

He is now like a fish on a chopping board. No matter how strong his resistance is, it cannot support him in taking actual action.

despair!

Deep despair! For the first time, he clearly realized the insurmountable gap between the Hand of God and the Apostles.

Moreover, all his troops were killed in the previous attack, without even a single survivor.

To be exact, it was Griffith himself who razed the last remaining traces of the Eagle City.

"Hahaha! Interesting! This is so interesting! I smell the fragrance from the dark side of human nature. Such souls are the most delicious."

Hansel opened his arms excitedly and laughed.

You should know that none of the souls that died just now successfully entered the underworld, but were all swallowed by him.

At this moment, this evil quasi-divine power is looking at the Hand of God, including Griffith, with hungry eyes.

Obviously, for Hansel, the souls of ordinary people and apostles are just appetizers at best, while the soul of the Hand of God is the real feast.

"rude!"

Griffith, who had transformed into a huge black eagle, obviously felt the threat, and without saying a word, he swung his wings that covered the sky and smashed down.

Hundreds of apostles never expected that the Hand of God would attack them, and were beaten into pulp on the spot.

But Hansel just raised one hand and easily propped up the heavy black wings.

The next second...

Mordred arrived shortly afterwards and wielded the shining royal sword, slashing fiercely at the black wings, releasing a dazzling red electric light.

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A pillar of destructive light instantly rose above the ruins of the entire Eagle City.

Not only that!

Under this blow, even the alien space formed by the surrounding "Erosion Moment" began to shatter, and the energy from the Netherworld quickly poured in and began to merge with the material world.

When the strong light and the dust dissipated, one could clearly see that a deep pit of more than a thousand meters had formed at the original location of the Eagle City. A terrifying crack extended along the edge of the deep pit to all directions, and hot magma gushed out from deep underground, releasing a deafening roar.

Along with the crustal movement caused by the magma eruption, the vibration can be clearly felt within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

In addition, the volcanic ash and dust falling from overhead completely obscured the sky, and even the sun was reduced to a dim outline.

At this moment on the battlefield, except for a very small number of survivors such as Guts and Casca, there is basically no trace of human existence.

Not to mention humans, even the apostles suffered heavy casualties in this fierce attack and fled in all directions.

"Is this...is this the war between demons?"

The young knight guarding Princess Sharlut knelt on the ground and trembled uncontrollably.

This was not because of fear of death, but simply because he realized his own misery and insignificance, and also because he had witnessed the true power of gods and demons.

However, Princess Sharlut on the side was obviously unable to answer any questions at this moment.

To be precise, the pupils of her eyes had lost focus. She looked like a soulless zombie, with no response to any external stimuli.

Casca squatted on the ground with her head in her hands and screamed continuously, as if she had returned to the time when she was raped by Griffith during the last sacrifice.

Although Guts wanted to join the battle and kill Griffith who had transformed into the Black Eagle, he finally held back and stayed by Casca's side, cutting in half any apostle who dared to approach.

As a mature man who has experienced countless pains and hardships, Guts knows that protection is far more important than revenge.

Only by cherishing the present and cherishing the people who are most important to you can you avoid being immersed in regret forever.

In comparison, the battle between Hansel and Mordred against the five God Hands was much more intense.

Especially when the space of "The Moment of Eclipse" was broken, the Netherworld and the material world began to converge at this point, and the corpses and blood of countless mortals and apostles were sucked in and twisted into a towering tree.

If you get closer, you can even hear the cries of the apostles' consciousness and soul fragments that remain on their corpses.

"It's so exciting! This is the kind of battle I want! But it's not enough! Come on! Let's make this fight even more intense!"

Mordred had obviously gone crazy with killing at this moment, his entire body was wrapped in amazing magic armor, and every attack was bound to be the full force release of the treasure.

Under her reckless and fierce attack, a large area around Eagle City was completely transformed into a burning hell.

Some strange-looking lava monsters began to rise from the ground.

Obviously, they are all elemental life forms born from the magic released by Mordred and the energy from the underworld.

These newly born elemental life forms obviously have no self-awareness, and they have inherited the violent characteristics of magma. They begin to attack all other creatures that approach them without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Whether it was humans, apostles, or the transformed soldiers of the Midlan Kingdom, they all had to start dealing with these endless magma monsters.

"Hand of God! The agent of the world's will! Let me see what you are capable of today!"

Hansel suddenly transformed into a huge spirit, continuously releasing divine power to squeeze the space of the five gods' hands.

Especially Griffith, who looks the most powerful at the moment, his pair of black wings that cover the sky and the sun are already covered with cracks of varying sizes.

Even though he kept using the law of causality to repair his injuries, that was all he could do.

Because the law of causality created by the God of the Abyss is a kind of divine power, and Hansel's quasi-divine power is also a kind of divine power. There is no difference between the two, but they are in different fields of expertise.

Therefore, the protections that can make the Hand of God immune to all attacks are completely useless in the face of the latter's quasi-divine power.

And except for Griffith, the other four God's Hands do not have physical entities, but exist in the form of spirit and soul.

This means that Hansel's power has a strong restraining effect on them.

In less than ten minutes, the four God's Hands began to retreat step by step, and could only barely resist with the power bestowed upon them by the God of the Abyss.

Only Griffith, who had sacrificed everything, still had the huge abyss node in his heart that continued to expand, colliding and confronting Hansel again and again.

The treasure released by Mordred was no longer able to cause any significant damage to it, and could only cause some interference.

"Haha, cute little sister, your attack doesn't seem to be working. Do you want to come to your sister? I can teach you the joy of being a woman."

Yucca, the only female in the Hand of God, licked her lips with her tongue and teased the British filial son with a smile.

As a "whore of the fetal sea" who symbolizes desire, depravity and pleasure, she could keenly perceive that Mordred was still a virgin and had never even developed any romantic feelings for him.

This flawless purity made her want to defile it.

However, Yulan obviously didn't know that Mordred had a taboo, which was that he couldn't stand being treated as a woman.

Because she felt that the reason why her "father" Altria was unwilling to acknowledge her identity was because she was a girl.

So if anyone makes a fuss about her female identity, it is basically like poking a hornet's nest with a stick.

"Go to hell! You shameless bitch!"

Mordred's rebellious character and his philosophy of violence above all else instantly sent him into a rampage, and he exuded a cursed aura of violence like a berserker.

Without even a second's hesitation, she pounced on Yulan and launched a fierce attack.

Obviously, in the Holy Grail War, apart from the Saber class, the most suitable class for her is Berserker.

After all, Mordred doesn't like to think much, and his personality is very awkward and difficult to get along with. On the contrary, after completely losing his mind and going berserk, he can become a powerful combat force and helper.

So when making her Heroic Spirit into a follower, Little Anne deliberately added two classes at the same time.

When Xiao Mo is enraged by her enemy, she will transform into a brave and fearless berserker and fight to the death with her opponent.

"Damn it! Why is this guy suddenly like crazy?"

Yulan hurriedly flashed in the air to avoid the sharp blade and magic power released by the Brilliant King Sword.

Especially every time Xiao Mo shouted "rebellion against my gorgeous father", her heart would involuntarily tremble.

Because even she didn't dare to take on this energy shock that was powerful enough to tear apart space.

In particular, the red electric light contains some kind of terrible curse. Once it is touched, you will be plagued by bad luck for the rest of your life.

“Hahahaha! You’ve driven the enemy crazy! Run! Otherwise you’ll die!”

Ubik opened his mouth and uttered a meaningless sneer, not caring about the life or death of his companions at all. Instead, he kept wandering around and creating a grotesque scene that was dreamy and dreamy.

No one knows what the purpose of these effects is, but every time Hansel is about to get rid of a God's Hand, he will pause for a moment involuntarily.

And this moment of time is the boundary between life and death.

It has to be said that although the God's Hands' attack power is seriously insufficient, their defense and self-preservation capabilities are extremely strong.

Even Hansel, who had quasi-divine power that could kill weaker incarnations of divine power, couldn't do anything to them for a while.

"Hey! The strongest brain over there, are you only able to passively take a beating and defend yourself?" Hansel stared at the oldest God's Hand Boy and mocked him.

Because Boyd suffered inhumane torture before being sacrificed, his brain was completely exposed with almost no cover, looking like a mushroom-shaped afro.

If an ordinary person heard this kind of sarcasm about his or her own shortcomings, he or she would probably immediately become furious.

But Boyd did not show any emotion at all, and continued to release space barriers to interfere with and hinder Hansel.

Judging from his actions, he seemed to be protecting the towering tree that was still growing vigorously.

"Arrogant outsider! The dignity of God cannot be offended!"

Griffith's voice was as cold, dark and deep as the abyss from the deepest part of the underworld. He opened his mouth and swallowed the Emperor of Terror, who was only breathing his last breath, and then flew straight to the crown of the giant tree.

The moment his shadow, which blocked out the sky and the sun, fell, the originally gray sun above his head was completely blocked by a huge black ring, forming a terrifying and spectacular scene as a solar eclipse.

Especially the pair of spread wings, as if foreshadowing that the world will eventually succumb to the will of the God of the Abyss.

The title of "Dark Wing" Femont was indeed not chosen casually, but was sending a signal to everyone through the law of causality.

Just as the black eagle was about to merge with the giant tree, a sword emitting a blue light suddenly split the space, and then a skeleton knight holding a water-summoning sword rushed out from the underworld, rushed to the front at lightning speed, and slashed fiercely at Griffith's head.

Obviously, he endured for so long, watching thousands of ordinary people die in this war between demons, just to wait for the best time to take action.

You must know that as a soul attached to a metal skeleton, the Skeleton Knight, like the Hand of God, cannot stay in the material world for a long time. He usually hides in the underworld and only travels back and forth between the two worlds for a short time when necessary.

Now he wanted to concentrate all the anger, resentment, and unwillingness that he had accumulated for thousands of years into this one attack and become the first person to kill the demon god.

Yes, in the eyes of the Skeleton Knight, the Hand of God can already be regarded as a demon.

As for the God of the Abyss behind them, he is not something that anyone can destroy.

Faced with the aggressive enemy, Griffith didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, and his two deep eyes even revealed contempt, disdain and mockery.

The water-calling sword forged by countless Behelet chopped directly on the eagle's neck.

就在骷髅骑士以为自己得手的时候，一股令他感到心悸的力量突然把这一剑的伤害当场转移到下方的树冠。

轰！！！！！！！ 伴随着震耳欲聋的巨响和来自幽界能量的喷发，这颗由尸体、血肉构成的扭曲之树终于完成了自己的使命，彻底将幽界和现实世界连接到一起。

无数原本只存在于神话传说中的生物飞快从通道中涌出，以难以置信的速度分散到世界各地。

独角兽！ 飞龙！

哥布林！ 巨人！

……

仿佛一夜之间原本现实世界就变成了奇幻的世界。

不过这还不是最要命的！ 最要命的是随着这个通道被打穿，来自幽界的能量疯狂涌入直接让原本低魔的世界变成了中魔乃至高魔。

因为这个时空是一个典型的精神与物质相互隔离。

精神界是深渊、一切的源头。

它透过幽界的折射将源头作用在物质世界，如同月光透过水面折射进人的眼中。

所以精神是纯粹的抽象概念，越往精神界深处的深渊里面去物质的成分就越少，抽象的概念就越纯粹。

离物质界越近，精神的作用就越小。

而幽界就是介于精神和物质中间的一部分。

在很早很早以前，大概是邪恶意念、深渊之神诞生以前，精神的世界、幽界和物质的世界是相对和谐统一的。

魔女、妖精们利用幽界的能量操控物质创造出了绚丽多样的魔法，许多传说中的生物也能在物质世界出没并留下了上古时代的神话传说。

但后来随着邪恶意念的诞生，它借助神之手的力量封印隔绝了物质世界与幽界的联系。

这直接导致现实世界的魔法力量开始大幅度的衰退、消亡，魔女和妖精的数量也变得越来越少、越来越稀有，力量也远不如之前那样强大。

这种隔绝也使得原本的魔法文明开始衰退，世界进入到黑暗、动荡、愚昧的中世纪。

人们逐渐忘记了原本依靠魔法力量丰衣足食，根本不存在什么节、寒冷的生活，开始在痛苦、挣扎、绝望中寻求答案、寻求神的帮助。

这直接导致了深渊之神的力量变得越来越强大，甚至开始挤压幽界这个中间地带，导致幽界能量的浓度变得越来越高。

现在当两个世界再次被打通的刹那，所有这些能量便一股脑涌入了现实世界。

这会直接导致在黑暗中世纪时期人类所积累发展出来的一切技术都要受到猛烈冲击。

毕竟原始的火药武器在飞龙、巨人这样的恐怖怪物面前，肯定不比上魔法来的有效。

而这种变化将扼杀孕育了上千年之久即将破土而出的自然科学。

不仅如此！

幽界能量的涌入还会让来自深渊的精神力量可以对物质世界形成更大的影响力。

尤其是那些来自深渊无法用语言形容的庞大邪恶意念，会对每一个触碰乃至使用它力量的人造成永久性的改变。

“愚蠢的抗争者！ 你以为自己可以抵挡命运？ 不，其实你所有的抗争早就已经成为了命运的一部分。

你只是个可悲的失败者，一个黏在命运之网上不断挣扎的虫子。”

格里菲斯屹立于这颗世界之树的顶点，居高临下嘲笑着骷髅骑士的不自量力。

他并没有发起任何攻击，用最恶毒的语言刺激着对方那千年都没有冷却下来的愤怒灵魂。

“我……我都干了些什么？”

骷髅骑士显然也意识到自己闯了多大的祸，眼眶里的两点寒光剧烈闪烁以彰显主人内心之中的不平静。

怎么可能平静得了！

这一击可是他距离斩杀神之手最近的一次。

可结果呢？

对方居然瞬间就把唤水剑的伤害转移到脚下的巨树上。

那种逆转因果律的力量是他哪怕研究了一千多年也没能搞懂、更无法突破的屏障。

正当所有人都震惊于这突如其来的变化时，一个身影突然从云端坠落下来，径直冲进幽界的入口，张开双臂发出无比放肆的大笑。

“捏哈哈哈哈！打开了！终于打开了！我宣布从现在开始，这个时空就是属于我的啦。”

“谁？！”

波伊得显然被这个突然出现的身影吓了一跳。

因为那股恐怖的力量简直就像深渊之神、邪恶的意念一样强大！ 不！ 可能比那还要强大许多！

很快，五位神之手和地面上那些幸存的人类、使徒就看到了一个腰间挂着背包和布偶熊的女孩，将一张空白卡牌高高举过头顶。

下一秒……

她胸口的旅法师火花开始剧烈闪烁，随后整个幽界乃至深渊的能量都开始如山呼海啸般涌了过去，直至那张卡牌出现图案和文字。

还没等众人从震惊中回过神来，那张卡牌便彻底消失不见，随后一股语言无法形容的神秘从女孩身体里散发出来不断向周围扩散，任何被这股气息触碰到的人都会产生一种非常奇妙的感觉。

“恭喜，小主人。您的力量又变强了。”

始终躲藏在暗处默默观察一切的阿纳斯塔西娅终于现身，脸上挂着欣喜的笑容弯下腰鞠了一躬。

“不！这还不够！这个世界的意志还没有向我臣服！”

完成地牌制作并将其激活的小安妮把目光投向了在场的五个神之手。

“亲爱的姐姐，只要您再给我一点时间，我保证能把他们统统拿下。”

翰赛尔赶忙站出来信誓旦旦的给出保证。

他显然并不希望小安妮插手这场战斗，更不希望对方借助旅法师火花的力量把五个神之手全部制作成卡牌，那样的话自己美味的大餐可就全没了。

“愚蠢的弟弟，我可没工夫等你磨磨蹭蹭的拿下他们。”

说罢，小安妮也不理会翰赛尔摆出的那张臭脸，直接轮着强化版的术士之王权杖便冲了上去。

沉默寡言的康拉德根本来不及做出任何反应，当场被这柄神器击中，原本肥胖的身体直接被权杖顶端的【钛晶】活生生吸了进去，最终只留下一张满是惊骇、错愕和难以置信的脸。

很显然，这柄原本可以随机放逐一个神明的神器，现在变成了可以囚禁神的宝物。

只不过这种囚禁并不是永久性的，而是视神力的等级少则几个小时、多则几天的短暂囚禁。

而且在囚禁过程中，神器使用者无法对其造成哪怕一丁点伤害。

“该死！”

意识到自己的姐姐想要干什么，立马急了眼径直冲向“最强大脑”波伊得，打算把这个灵魂散发着最诱人气息的神之手拿下。

可就在这关键时刻，格里菲斯突然再次张开双翼将自己包裹起来。

其余四个神之手见状似乎明白了什么，一个接一个的瞬移到旁边，然后融入进那个巨大的黑影之中。

扑通！ 扑通！ 扑通！ 伴随着最后一个神之手也钻入其中，一阵巨大的心跳声从内部传来。

这心跳声仿佛有某种魔力，当它发出声响的时候在场除了小安妮与翰赛尔这两个类神力之外，其余所有人的心脏都开始跟着一起跳。

最终当黑色翼膜消失的时候，一颗长满眼睛的巨大心脏凭空出现在所有人的视线范围内。

原本应该连接着血管的裂口不断向外喷涌着纯粹的精神能量，下方还有一条如同基因双螺旋的锁链连接着幽界乃至深渊。

才短短几秒钟的功夫，它喷出的精神能量就在周围形成了漩涡一样的海洋。

在物质世界极为罕见的贝黑莱特，此刻却如同水滴般蕴藏在这精神与意念的海洋之中无穷无尽。

这一幕显然惊呆了所有人！

包括佐德在内的使徒更是仿佛见到了神明一般，五体投地的跪在地上连头都不敢抬一下。

“这……这他妈的是什么鬼东西？”

格斯只感觉身后那个烙印炙热的就如同被火烧一样，强烈的疼痛感几乎超越了神经所能承受的迹象。

但好在选民的力量确保了他并没有因此而失去意识，仅仅只是忍不住发出了痛苦的低吼。

“你就是深渊之神？由这个世界全体人类投影所形成的邪恶意念？”

小安妮摸着下巴饶有兴致的询问道。

“没错，那就是我。”

The God of the Abyss gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"Will you surrender to me?"

Little Annie raised her chin slightly and continued to ask.

The evil thought stared at the girl in front of it with thousands of eyes. After more than ten seconds, it replied: "No, I will not surrender to you, because your thoughts and ideas are not consistent with mine. Now I ask you to take your people and leave my world, otherwise I will begin to mobilize the power of the entire world to destroy you."

"Ha! You think you can kill me?"

Little Annie suddenly released her enormous magical energy that was like the vast sea of ​​stars.

As a quasi-divine power born from magic and mystery, she is born with potential and advantages that ordinary gods and quasi-divine powers can never achieve.

Even Midnight, the third generation magic goddess of the continent of Faerun, praised this child for his great future.

It can even be said that among all the descendants of Zuo Si who have been born so far, little Annie is the most powerful one. Even the Dark Prince Graya can only barely keep up with her pace and not be left too far behind.

"This has nothing to do with whether I can do it or not. I just have to do it." The God of the Abyss replied without any emotion.

"What's the meaning?"

Little Annie obviously sensed something was wrong, and her two little eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"Literally. Even if the world is destroyed because of this, I have to do it. Because that is the reason, the meaning of my existence."

As the last word came out of his mouth, the God of the Abyss suddenly condensed the gushing spiritual energy into a whip, and lashed it at little Anne, Hansel, Mordred and Anastasia with a snap.

Little Anne and Hansel blocked it easily, but the latter two suffered miserably.

They have not reached the level of quasi-divine power, so they have no ability to fight back when facing gods of this level of world will.

Anastasia was knocked to the ground from mid-air by a huge force, and dark red blood spurted out of her mouth with a scream.

Mordred was even more miserable. A large piece of his armor was dented on the spot, and he crashed into the crater like a meteorite, and his life or death was unknown.

With just one strike, the God of the Abyss demonstrated his true nature as the will of the world.

"Sister, I think we are in big trouble this time."

Hansel raised the cane he had been carrying since birth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Little Annie rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Do you need to tell me that? It seems that this guy is not the kind of world will that I encountered when I arrived at the origin, which is aimed at protecting the existence of the time and space. It is a completely different world will. It is not easy to make it surrender."

"Surrender? Stop it! My dear sister, didn't you hear what it just said?

Even if this world were destroyed, it would not stop attacking us.

So now you are wasting your time and energy.”

Hansel complained madly while waving his cane to fend off the attack from the God of the Abyss.

Especially the mental impact of those waves of evil thoughts, anyone who is a little careless will inevitably be affected.

Although this effect is minimal and will only create an illusion for a few tenths of a second, it is still a big loophole and can easily be exploited.

"Humph! How do we know if we don't try? And just because we can't do it doesn't mean that the people in this world can't do it."

As she spoke, little Annie suddenly turned her head and stared at Gus not far away.

From the very beginning of the battle, she had noticed that the man holding the giant sword possessed amazing spiritual power that ordinary mortals could never possess, and that he embodied the spirit and hope of human beings all over the world to resist fate.

If there is anyone who can defeat evil thoughts on a spiritual level, it must be this man.

So after a brief thought, the girl directly used a divine magic to instantly teleport Guts away from Casca, and then a thick stack of planeswalker cards suddenly appeared in her palm.

The moment these cards were activated, countless beams of light directly enveloped Guts.

Strengthen your power!

Agility enhancement!

Physical strengthening!

Enhanced perception!

Intelligence enhancement!

Charm enhancement!

Armor enchants!

Weapon enchants!

Magic power enhancement!

Physical attack enhancement!

Endowed with divine powers! Immune to mental attacks!

In just a few seconds, Guts felt as if he had suddenly transformed from a mortal into an omnipotent god of war.

Just a simple sword swing was enough to block the attack from the God of the Abyss.

What's going on?

What happened? He lowered his head and looked at his hands that were flashing with dazzling light, and the huge sword that was glowing with violet light. He felt a strong sense of unreality.

Before the giant swordsman could figure it out, little Annie pushed him hard from behind, waving her little fist and encouraging him, "Come on! Go and defeat this god who is playing with and controlling the fate of mankind! As long as you defeat it, you and all mankind will be completely free!"

"I?!"

Gus was obviously still a little dazed and raised his finger to point at his nose.

"That's right! It's you! Your most hated enemy, Griffith, is inside that huge heart.

Defeating this Kamisato will kill him.

What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it! Otherwise, your world will be completely ruined. "

Little Annie kept urging while blocking the attacks launched by the God of the Abyss.

Since Zuo Si did not give Gus any special powers, the girl did not realize that this man was the chosen one of her "old father". Instead, she believed that he was the son of destiny who carried the last hope of the world.

"Griffith!!!!"

This familiar name instantly aroused Guts's inner anger and fighting spirit. He finally stopped hesitating and wavering, and rushed towards the evil thoughts like an indomitable warrior.

His joining seemed to inspire the Skeleton Knight on the side, who also began to steer his warhorse to find an angle to use the Water Summoning Sword to cut a hole in the giant heart.

But the Skeleton Knight was obviously overthinking it.

The reason why the Water Summoning Sword can cut through space is because it uses a large amount of Behelet, and the God of the Abyss is the source of these Behelet.

It's easy to guess what the consequences will be if you use the power of the God of the Abyss to attack the God of the Abyss.