Khorne, one of the Four Gods of the Abyss.

Compared to the most notorious Tzeentch, Khorne is the second most well-known evil god among the Four Gods of the Abyss.

After all, although the cruel methods of Sexual Abuse and Nurgle are no less than his own, they still lack a bit of deterrence when one first hears their names.

But Khorne is different.

He is a symbol of violence, destruction itself, and a fanatic who incites war.

He and his believers are like flies crawling on countless corpses in the shadow of war, absorbing the nutrients of war and growing rapidly.

Judging from the destructive power alone, the Chosen One of Khorne is the most powerful one among the Chosen Ones in the same tier.

So when he encountered the call for sacrifice, he accepted it without hesitation.

——But you didn't tell me that we were going to deal with such a monster! The Chosen One of Khorne was shocked and angry.

What on earth is this thing? He immediately gave him a set of face-smacking operations, which made him unconscious and his mouth corners were crooked.

Divine realm, there is no doubt about it.

Only the divine realm can unleash such terrifying power.

But doesn’t the Star Continent impose restrictions on the strong themselves, making the power that the major gods can exert on the continent extremely limited?

Why would there be such a freak who was allowed by the world to exert such power unscrupulously?

It was as if he had never borrowed any resources from this world to grow from the beginning to the end.

If you grow up with the help of the world's power, you will inevitably have to bear the consequences.

Nowadays, most demigods are unable to exert their power at will, so this "borrowing" is still being repaid.

But how is this possible? The resources required for the divine realm are not a small number.

Even though he was the chosen one of Khorne, he had consumed countless resources from the Abyss to get to where he is today.

Those beings who achieve higher levels of power with relatively fewer native world resources are the least restricted by the world.

This is also the reason why dragons can firmly occupy the ceiling of the top races.

Because the world where the dragons live fell apart many years ago, it is impossible to restrict them.

The dragon clan, which grew up in the ruins of the world, crossed the sea of ​​stars and came to the continent of stars, which was equivalent to giving a large amount of rare resources from one world to the stars.

Therefore...

Even though they are all subject to the same restrictions, the restrictions on dragons are among the smallest.

Of course, those stories are too far away and have become complete legends.

Only an old monster like him still vaguely remembers the truth.

He originally thought that it would be difficult for him to meet the real person like the legendary darling of the world.

Until today he realized he was wrong.

After being slapped to the ground, he began to think about his life.

Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here? Looking at the man in front of him who was looking down at him, the Chosen One of Khorne began to think about what he should say.

Can we reconcile? The succubus next door is half price?

Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing?

But I can feel that I can't beat him.

My Lord Khorne, what were you thinking? Throwing me over here to finish this man off? Now I might be done for.

Fortunately, there are still cake makers.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I felt a filthy product of the power of the four gods rushing towards that existence.

Fortunately, there is no need to fight the monster directly.

He listened to God's will.

God told him that his opponent was not that man, but another.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the woman who embodied the aura of lazy authority…the being behind her.

At this moment, he finally understood what God wanted him to do. "So it's you who God wants to kill."

The Chosen of Khorne let out a cold roar.

Big! Big! Big! His body expanded rapidly like a balloon.

The hideous body can be seen from a long distance.

The abyssal fire of destruction was entangled on that body that was thousands of meters tall, and he pounced in a certain direction like lightning.

"Glorious Hunter, come and continue our unfinished war."

In the distance, in the priest group of the Church of the God of Glory and Justice, the cardinal narrowed his eyes and said, "Lady Grace, please step back half a step. Let us deal with that guy."

Grace looked at the Cardinal in confusion.

He is the Chosen One of Khorne, a monster with power beyond that of the top demigods.

But the cardinal no longer had much time to think about it.

He walked straight forward, the power of glory permeating his body.

A terrifying force followed closely behind.

The cardinal opened his mouth as if he had swallowed something. In just a moment, the aura on his body became as deep as the abyss.

With one punch, a huge vacuum hole was created, swallowing up everything around it.

The terrifying aura collided with the power of Khorne, and the harsh sound made the surrounding priests cover their ears, and some weaker people even had blood flowing from their facial features.

A divine spell arose and was cast upon them, alleviating everyone's pain.

The caster is Grace.

She tilted her head and looked into the distance.

"The Pope has arrived?"

She felt a familiar power.

That kind of filthy yet pure power is the characteristic of the Glorious Pope.

This was the first time she had officially seen the pope in action.

However, why can the Pope directly attach his power to the cardinals?

And looking at the situation, it seems that the Pope had already guessed that there would be an accident on their side.

"Assist the Cardinal to limit the power of Khorne's Chosen."

"Yes!" *N the pastors said in unison.

The radiance of divine arts intertwined as the two sides fought in a group.

Olivia blinked.

She thought the other party would come for her, but she didn't expect that in Helme's eyes, Grace was more threatening than her.

She looked at Grace's battlefield, then looked at Louis in the distance who was fighting fiercely. After thinking for a moment, she made her own choice.

Help Louis first.

The Church of the God of Glory and Justice seems reliable.

Both she and Louis had met the Gluttonous Pope.

At first glance, he is a typical old fox with a fake smile.

This kind of person will generally try their best to handle everything they can arrange.

Even if we encounter a situation like this now, it is probably within the other party's expectations.

On Louis' side, she was worried that someone might get hurt.

Thinking of this, she rushed towards Louis without hesitation.

Don't be afraid, Louis, I'm here to save you! ...

And the other side.

Helme's expression was solemn, and the bone sword in his hand emitted rays of light that could destroy the world. The man standing opposite him also faced the challenge fearlessly.

That person's power was too insistent and really annoying.

He had seen this power before.

The power of the Great One of the God of Glory and Justice Church.

It was also the source of the power that could counter the underground city back then.

He didn't know why a god would have methods specifically targeting alien creatures, and specifically target alien creatures that entered the Star Continent.

But one thing is certain, the other side is too restrained against the Demon King's army.

Therefore, he had to first find a way to eliminate the existence that might possibly ruin his century-long plan.

But this guy... took the weapon of a former hero and was able to fight him on equal terms.

This is simply too unreasonable.

"Without that weapon, you are no match for me."

He calmly stated the facts he believed.

"If you hadn't been drunk into puffs by the Four Gods, Max would have taken your head off a hundred years ago."

Louis retorted with a grin.

"You're too talkative."

"So you are just a lonely person."

As Louis spoke, streaks of five-colored light flashed across his body.

The roar sounded again.

Helmer's body paused for a moment, and then he was knocked away by Louis who came forward.

A hill was instantly in bad luck and was turned into a depression by Helmer's impact.

Olivia stood beside Louis and said speechlessly:

"This guy's defense is a bit too high."

"It's normal to be tall. It's hard for me to fight."

"I can't get involved directly. I can only help you take the initiative. You have to be more careful."

"Well, don't go into the frontal battlefield. That guy is not your opponent right now."

Even though it was a sneak attack just now, it was Louis who actually caused the damage to Hermer.

Olivia just has the qualifications to interfere with the other party.

However, the battle between the strong often takes place at this moment, so this little interference is enough.

Looking at Herme crawling out of the ruins, Louis said with a strange smile:

"Do you know what the price of being alone is? This move is called mixed doubles."

Helmer said nothing.

It doesn't matter if you are stronger than him.

Give him some time, he is confident that he will become stronger.

But Louis's behavior of pulling his women to beat him up and spouting foul language made him very uncomfortable.

My mentality started to deteriorate.

But some people have started bullying the elderly.

Waves of attacks continued.

Herme rode his horse and tried to bypass Louis and kill the guy who was disturbing him.

But how could Louis allow that?

Maybe his direct combat capability is not as strong as Hermo's, but just by entanglement with him, Louis felt that the other party might not be able to escape until his next life.

After all... who has as many skills as he does? As the battle progressed, Helmer's expression became more and more serious.

In the first 10 moves, the opponent tried his best to resist and looked like he would collapse at any moment.

After the first 20 moves, the opponent seemed to have found the trick and began to counterattack him.

In the first 30 moves, the opponent began to become more and more adept, while he was injured due to the interference from the opponent.

In the first 40 moves, the sharp sword light made him subconsciously retreat.

In the first 50 moves, he saw the shadow of the supreme skills he had mastered in the sword light.

At this moment, he began to get scared.

He had read the memory of the Great Sin of Jealousy, and vaguely remembered the arrogance of that guy after he seized the power of the Sword Master.

I also indirectly saw the sighing expression on the sword master's face.

That was the sigh of the peerless genius under the influence of plug-ins.

It was also once his favorite condiment.

But now, he saw the shadow of the Sword Master in Louis' eyes.

"You thief, don't you have any intention of a head-on confrontation?"

"If you wanted to fight head-on, why didn't you leave the dungeon earlier? You're being hypocritical, aren't you?"

Louis laughed and stepped forward again.

Now Hermo can personally enjoy the same treatment that the Sword Master had received in the past. This can be considered a change of fortune.

The light in Louis' eyes became brighter and brighter.

Herme's power is strong and special.

That should be the power from his original world.

Very strong and terrifying.

But...it's not that you can't learn.

Louis certainly knew how strong he was.

He even knew that it was impossible to empty the foundation of this divine realm through a short period of study.

In battle, even [Greedy Curiosity] cannot reach its maximum effect.

After all, if you are completely immersed in learning, you might be harvested by the other party.

However, even just the initial learning is deadly enough.

Because he can stand in Helmer's perspective and examine the other party's shortcomings.

This alone made Hermo feel uncomfortable all over, as if he was being looked down upon.

The Eye of Truth can directly provide feedback on Herme's problems.

Once a flaw is found, it will be quickly magnified.

It didn't take long before Helmer, due to the interference from Olivia, was in a situation where he had to take the damage from Louis.

I can't stay here any longer, but I have to make the other party pay the price.

Attack the host of lazy authority? No, it can't be killed.

The other party has a top inheritance that can prevent his own death.

Then we can only attack the other one.

Obviously, Louis would be more heartbroken if he took action against this lazy host.

But attacking the other one would help his Demon King's army to victory.

He is a determined winner.

As long as he can achieve the final victory, it doesn't matter to him what happens in the middle.

so……

"Die."

At the cost of being seriously injured by Louis, Helmer fought his way out of the encirclement of the two men and approached Grace in an instant.

Grace's eyes were solemn, and a pure light burst out from the priest's staff in her hand. A shadow of a twelve-winged angel appeared behind him. The angel's body seemed to condense into substance, and a brilliant light was released.

The aura continued to rise, and actually reached the level of a peak demigod.

In the past, the appearance of several top demigods in a battle would be enough to make everyone stunned.

But ever since Hermo and Louis, who possess divine powers, took action, even the peak demigods are no match for this kind of power.

Grace was defeated after all. In just a moment, the defense and counterattack that the angel had put in place for her were defeated by Hermo who pounced on her.

"cut!"

The bone sword was filled with destructive power and was about to cut off her head.

Too fast.

Hermo was so fast that even the cardinal closest to her didn't have the chance to free up a hand to rescue her.

For a moment, everyone's face showed misery.

Blood splattered.

No one dared to look any further.

But the next moment, they heard Helmer's painful roar.

“You bastard…”

Helmer backed out.

He looked at his own broken arm with a grim look on his face, as well as the calm expression of Louis who was almost cut in half by the bone sword.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and turned and left.

He clearly felt that the madman was going to fight to the death.

Grace stared blankly at the blood splattering on her cheek. Rays of holy light covered him, trying to heal him.

But Louis held her hand and said, "Don't bother. It's hopeless. The curse on that guy can't be removed so easily."

Grace opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

But Louis had already turned and rushed towards the Chosen of Khorne.

The Chosen One of Khorne, who had been harassed, couldn't hold back his expression when he saw this scene.

"Don't come over here!"

Louis stuck to it without saying a word.

Skill activated! Emerald Sacrifice!

Blast it for me! (End of this chapter)