The demons attacked, unleashing a stone dragon strike. Secretly, however, they used petrification to slowly infiltrate this void, blocking the enemy's resurrection methods and killing several superhumans.
Fei Lan, who forged the divine sword, was infiltrated by this power while fighting the Skeleton Magic Tower. He was targeted by it and was unaware of it for a short time.
I thought that with the help of the Demon General's outburst, this old dog would be killed in one shot and unable to be resurrected.
But the result was...
It's completely different from what I imagined.
...
Her black hair flowed freely, and her fox ears twitched a few times.
Xiao Han narrowed his eyes slightly, regained his composure, and rode the Great White Shark through the void, avoiding the detection of a group of powerful individuals.
"God has risen again."
"With divine assistance, how many times can he be resurrected?"
After a moment's thought, Xiao Han sighed inwardly, a look of helplessness appearing on his handsome face.
Despite employing a sophisticated combat system and the bombardment of railguns, they still couldn't defeat their opponent.
Clutching a bunch of lucky clover, she looked up, her bright red eyes fixed on the sword of victory, which shimmered with a bluish-gold luster like water.
"Inspect the shipment!"
Xiao Han felt a tightness in his chest as three of his ribs shattered. His fortune-telling attempt had failed, and he was suffering a backlash!
Peeping into the fortune of the gods, the gold-level fortune-telling is no longer usable and will only bring harm to oneself.
However, before the battle even began, during the fight between Fei Lan and a group of powerful figures, he used the secret technique "Jie Yun Shou" to steal Fei Lan's luck, stripping him of everything, including the grass and skin, and even setting the forest on fire before leaving.
"After this battle, I completely exhausted all my trump cards."
Xiao Han sighed, took out the "Remembering the Past" item, stared at the gold-grade rune, and fell silent.
After the silence, some of the depleted golden magic energy was restored.
He took a deep breath, steered the great white shark to a distance of tens of miles, exited the state of lurking in the void, spread his five fingers like a blooming white lotus, and aimed at Fei Lan.
steal!
Everywhere your gaze falls, everything within your field of vision falls within the range of your attacks!
...
On the battlefield ablaze.
It felt like a long time had passed, yet also like a fleeting moment.
The Sword of Victory, suspended in the void, began to emit a flawless platinum light. Then, the radiance gradually brightened and began to burst forth, as dazzling as fireworks.
A few breaths later, a bright light shot into the sky, and under the golden glow, it seemed to rule the world, illuminating the entire northern land and spreading towards the central plains!
In the chaotic battlefield of fierce fighting, the Harvest Priest, who was lurking among the hordes of enemies, suddenly froze.
Almost all the priests raised their heads and looked at the beam of victory glory that was so beautiful that no words could describe it.
The old priest, who knew the inside story, burst into tears at that very moment, faced with the young priest's questioning.
"The grand plan for the Divine Court has succeeded!"
"Bishop Ferran did not let us down! He did it! It's truly wonderful, long live our Lord!"
"Our lord wields the divine sword, glory shines upon the Norse lands, we have won!"
"Celebrate the return of our Lord!"
The priests cheered and roared, their morale soaring to its peak.
...
"Bang!"
A dilapidated magic tower suddenly appeared, smashing through the air and blasting away some of the superhumans who had ambushed Ferran, protecting Ferran's side.
"Your Excellency, we have succeeded!"
Kana exclaimed with delight, "Welcome Ferran to the Divine Court!"
"Well done, Kana." Felan, whose injuries were gradually healing, smiled and said, "As expected of the High Priest, the reborn Divine Court will surely regain its former glory in your hands!"
Upon hearing this, Kana blushed, but her expression showed some hesitation.
"Your Excellency, the decree issued by our Lord is rather strange..."
"What's wrong?"
Ferran stepped forward, communicated with the magic tower, and received the decree issued by the Sword of Victory, which had been infiltrated by our lord.
His excited face suddenly froze, and a look of bewilderment appeared in his aged eyes.
My Lord, you actually made him destroy his magic tower and then die... to enter the realm of gods?
"How...how is this possible!"
"If the magic tower destroys itself, where will the newly formed Victory God Court find a suitable base to recuperate? The Titans?"
"No, my lord would never harm the Divine Court... He must have his reasons for doing so."
Just as Fei Lan put aside his doubts and went to deal with the external enemy, a flash of inspiration struck him, leaving him stunned.
He took over from the old bishop and managed the priesthood for five hundred years, which gave him a keen sense of vigilance.
It's impossible in the Central Plains, and naturally, it's impossible for the Demon Race either. Even the Gluttonous Demon King's forces lurking on the mainland won't cause much interference, except for unforeseen circumstances...
No, there's also Valhalla!
"The people of Valhalla deliberately perished, and I mixed the Sword of Victory into my process of refining them..."
"When did it start? Covering up the sounds of me forging the sword also, to some extent, concealed a scheme they deliberately set up."
"This change was so sudden that even the oracle could not detect it..."
"In fact, the fact that I went to great lengths to destroy their resurrection methods was a deliberate trap to lull me into a false sense of security and make me focus on the variables!"
Amidst the grand sweep of history, inspiration flowed freely in my mind.
Fei Lan trembled, her face pale.
As the golden phantom was forged, Goru and Tiger infiltrated the Sword of Victory, thereby threatening the resurrected God of Harvest.
If someone dares to threaten the gods, the Hall of Heroes must have made preparations, and they have divine assistance behind them. Most likely, it is the Holy Lord of Light!
this,
That is the true purpose of Valhalla!
Supporting a force that could be easily annihilated by the Central Plains and might even rebel is not as good as supporting a divine puppet!
Moreover, this puppet was once the God of Victory, who had the potential to ascend to the throne of the gods!
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