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The silver-haired young man coughed up blood with difficulty and said hoarsely, "I don't think so."

"No matter how beautifully you describe it, they killed the wives of their enemies and sacrificed their children. They conquered all around with superior weapons, which led to tragedy after tragedy."

Maybe it was just to protect themselves at first. But when they sacrificed their own kind, they turned from weaklings into executioners. Gods born from blood will inevitably cause disasters, which is why the [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] has the honorific name of "the symbol of blood and power".

He took a breath and used his other hand to remove the mask from his face. His body was converting the pollution it absorbed into energy, and tiny vines of light spread out from his feet to compete with it.

"Where is Aurelius?"

[Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] narrowed her eyes. An ordinary person would have died of a broken heart under her sight. However, Canaan's body was really strange. Even if it was crushed into a pile of mud, it could still wriggle and survive. The silver-haired young man walked towards the other side step by step, his voice trembling but very steady.

"You swallowed him, didn't you? You wanted to kill me because you couldn't eat any more."

It didn't matter that her legs were broken or her arms were twisted, the soft red flesh was exposed under the torn skin, they were all just part of this warm nest. The goddess showed a little surprise.

"You actually have the aura of other gods on you?"

Bang, bang, bang.

His answer was the deafening sound of a heartbeat.

All the flesh and blood were beating in unison like a heart. Under the heavy pressure, the body of the person being questioned was broken, and there was no mouth left to answer. The old priest's face changed horribly, and he stood in front of the goddess. The light of mithril shone from his body, forming an impenetrable shield.

Unfortunately, he was facing inhuman creatures.

A beautiful face, long silver hair, graceful figure, and fair skin are all just disguises to imitate the appearance.

The flesh cocoon is not bounded by a fixed form. With the ball of flesh and blood that should have been a human being as its center, the realm of Heaven extends endlessly, with vines intertwined, holy light shining, and beautiful hymns coming from every blooming flower.

"Wherever He goes, there is heaven. Rivers of milk and honey flow, and everyone is pious and good."

"The guilty, the lost, the hopeless, the irrecoverable, the powerless."

"Please listen to this prophecy."

"Everywhere you step is the kingdom of heaven. Those who bow down here will find peace and rest; those who follow this man will hear the gospel."

The lush flowers with thirty-two petals sway in the wind, and the souls of those who hear the song rest in peace. It is difficult to describe the sacred feeling you get from a piece of flesh and blood. But when anyone sees it, the first thought is to kneel down and worship.

This is the cocoon nest of the [Corrupted Egg]. The sleeping monster only shows a few scales and feathers from the flesh cocoon, which is enough to make people feel like they are facing a powerful enemy.

The bloody mass climbed up the steps, seemingly slowly but actually at a very fast speed. In an instant, it covered the silver-white light shield, devouring all the energy. Then it approached the old priest. [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] rescued the believer, staring at the monster in front of her with extreme fear, feeling a faint regret in her heart.

He didn't expect that the other party was not a follower of the righteous gods, but a foreign god like himself! Are those righteous gods blind? They actually left their marks on such a thing.

A true god is a god who becomes a god by gathering human faith in a normal way, while a foreign god is a god forcibly created through blood sacrifices and other methods. Those who possess the blood of a god are descendants, and those who possess the mark are dependents.

The reason why the Twelve Gods call themselves the True Gods is because they all come from orthodox human beliefs, are born to protect all of humanity, and are naturally repulsive to foreign gods.

But this monster is not even the offspring of a foreign god, it can only be called a divine evil! Even foreign gods look down on this kind of thing!

He could certainly leave, but He could not retreat.

If he left, this evil god would devour everything in the kingdom of God. He could not afford such a price. [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] looked grim, and had made countless decisions in just a few seconds.

The Mithril Army attacked from inside and outside the Kingdom of God, overwhelming everything with its overwhelming force.

In the human defense line outside the Kingdom of God, a man who was chatting and laughing with his companion suddenly became quiet. His companion asked him curiously, "What's wrong?"

He caught a glimpse of something glimmering under the man's clothes and was about to get a better look when the man suddenly thrust his weapon into his chest.

“——!?”

His companions widened their eyes in surprise, and divine power spread throughout their bodies from the wounds. Before the others could react, this C-level bloodline had already transformed into a mystical silver creature and pounced on the nearest person.

Such situations occurred in many places, including the military, medical stations, and logistics, causing continuous riots.

The bloodline has good physical fitness, and those who were injured were reintegrated into the team after treatment and review, becoming a valuable fighting force. But now it has become a safety hazard. Once a stalemate occurs, these people will collectively self-destruct, which is extremely dangerous.

Humans quickly took repressive measures. In the chaos, a bloodline person walked through the crowd and came to the central area. The person in charge of guarding the central area was talking to his companion, quietly diverting the other's attention. Behind them, the guard took the pass placed in front of the window and continued to walk deeper. There were silver-white lines flashing on everyone's body.

This continued until a guard deep inside called him. The original guard had died from silver worms, and the new guard asked, "What are you doing here?"

The other person came over and answered naturally: "The adults inside asked me to deliver something."

He walked towards the guard, as if he was going to take out something to show him. The latter naturally leaned forward and waited, and suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

A silver-white dagger stabbed into his abdomen. The guard's vision was blurred by the mutation, and he could vaguely hear the other party's emotionless voice.

"Rest in peace, the Mother Goddess brought death to you."

…

The outside world is changing rapidly, and it has nothing to do with the location of the God's bed. The battle is full of murderous intent, and the fight between gods is more cruel than that of humans.

The sticky flesh wrapped around the goddess, seeping in unhindered. The two forces were entangled with each other, and there was another party in the middle.

Mason really found the part of Oreius in the body of the Mother Goddess. He could hardly tell what it was. It was only because the trapped mind in his body instinctively contacted him that they managed to establish a connection.

The divided consciousness merged into one, and the information was transmitted in bursts like a card shell, while also enduring the interference of the "Mother of Ten Thousand Stones". It was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, Mason quickly figured out what to do. The two forces attacked the [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] separately. Once the two weak parties joined forces, they became an indestructible alliance. [Canaan] devoured the pollution on the other party. Once the goddess tried to fight back, the red cracks on her body became more and more dense.

The goddess was angry but helpless. How could a naturally noble god give up just like that? If his divinity had not been destroyed, they would not have the qualifications to stand before him!

The divine power as hard as metal and stone overlapped with the white and red waves, tearing at each other endlessly. This was a long-lasting fight. After an unknown amount of time, the gods who had just awakened also felt tired.

He was unwilling to do so. How could a thousand-year plan fail in the blink of an eye? The Son of God rolled over, and the bottom of the room where the divine couch was located cracked open. The entangled bodies fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the silver-white river.

This is the kingdom of the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones, and all beings are born to assist Him. Mithril quickly repaired his body and fought against the devouring of the two.

Canaan didn't care, and took whatever pollution it could get, endlessly devouring all of the opponent's energy. Oreius took advantage of every opportunity and slyly snatched everything he could absorb from it.

As the power surged in, the barrier at the deepest part of the subconsciousness shook slightly. The starlight that had been avoided before re-lit up, quickly filling the entire ocean. In the starry sky of the Land of Stars, there was a faint twinkle, eager to join the battlefield.

As if stimulated by it, the other one soon lit up softly.

Mason immediately noticed this change, and the two vests began to attack the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones recklessly. The latter was defeated in an instant. No one knew better than him what this sudden fluctuation was. How could it be possible, how could it be possible! How could it be possible——

"How is it possible that they are all alive!"

He screamed in disbelief.

All believers sensed the goddess' weakness. The old priest broke free from the protection without hesitation, shouting "For my Lord!", and his body shattered into tiny dots of light.

"For my Lord!"

The souls of the believers in the Kingdom of God shouted in unison, and their bodies shattered together. They were fanatics in life, and became the guardians of the Kingdom of God after death. Their souls belonged to the gods, which was an excellent fuel.

“——”

Faith converges, and a towering mountain appears in the consciousness of the [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones]. It is located in the mountains and contains countless precious minerals.

The tribes lived here, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, worshipping the benevolent goddess. They used their enemies as sacrifices, and used wars as sacrifices. They survived on the land by selling weapons and minerals.

The stone statue standing in the village was tall and exquisite, holding a broken pocket watch in its hands. It suddenly opened its eyes and bursts of divine light burst out. The pocket watch turned, and the movements of the two vests froze, and their existence was wiped out at an extremely fast speed. If they really disappeared here, their bodies in reality would also die immediately.

At the moment of annihilation, an external force enveloped the two vests. Mason subconsciously raised his head, and a star spanned the distant time and space, shining softly above Canaan's head, holy yet full of cruelty and blood, the same source as his power.

For Oreius, the high wall in his subconscious mind collapsed, revealing the star hidden behind it. Along with the surge of frenzied murderous intent, this star protected Oreius.

A powerful force instantly poured into the body. The [Egg of Corruption] woke up from the body. He was the crystallization of all beauty, the crystallization of evil, the face of good, the thing of evil, gentleness, cruelty, evil, and goodness all gathered here. Thousands of flowers and vines spread, and the sound of praise never stopped.

A mad monster stood beside him. Was it a human? Or was it a nightmare entity? The throne was made of blood and bones, and the wailing was the embellishment of the robe. [Oreus] looked at the mountain with blood-gold eyes and let out a low roar from his throat.

Two completely different forces erupted from them and collided fiercely. The two of them didn't even glance at the goddess. The spreading ripples of the storm alone tore the scene before them into pieces.

Under the impact of the huge force, the stone statue that served as the carrier suddenly burst apart, spurting out golden divine blood. A mournful wail sounded, causing the entire world to shake.

The phantom of the World Tree appeared behind the two of them, spreading its branches to protect them, with starlight twinkling in it. The sound of water drops echoed layer by layer, as arrogant as a demon, as pure as a baby, some boys and some girls, seeming to cry and laugh.

Countless voices rose and fell, speaking one sentence at the same time.

"I wish to give the newborn a curse and a gift..."

This is a curse and a blessing.

The power came from the stars, making Mason tremble. The stars above his head faded away, and with the help of the vests' enhanced vision, he finally saw the truth under the hazy light.

It was a snow-white crystal, with aniseed red, translucent and beautiful, wrapped in a misty and soft light.

It was fleeting, dissipating along with the phantom of the World Tree, but Mason's heart could not calm down for a long time.

He had seen something similar in the murals. The Earth Mother took great pains to snatch it from the kingdom of the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones. And in the Land of Stars, the vast starry sky was filled with this thing—

It turned out to be an ownerless godhead.