Chapter 567 Main God: God of Chaos: Tobias "Great God of Chaos, your most loyal servant Caspian pays you the highest tribute!"
The man in black, Caspian, spread his arms as if embracing the sun, his raised head filled with madness.
"Hear the call of your servants! Today, I offer you once more the purest chaos and fear, that they may become the foundation of your power!"
"Enjoy this selfless sacrifice! Let the glory of chaos shatter all this disgusting order."
"Let the wild thorns grow rampant on this land, and spread your supreme will to every corner!"
"Chaos is truth!"
"Chaos is...eternity!!"
Kaspian was so excited that his face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. He gave an impassioned speech accompanied by a frenzied dance, like a crazy theatrical actor.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sacrificial array beneath the blood-soaked stone platform emitted a purple light.
Buzz—
As a voice carrying all the negative emotions of the world was uttered, a black cross-shaped spatial rift suddenly appeared a few meters above the stone platform.
The rift was enormous, with an extreme black at its very center and a purple hue on its outermost edge, completely occupying the empty space above the palace.
Kaspian stood beneath the cross-shaped fissure like a mouse.
The group of mages on the stone platform looked up at the enormous spatial rift and stood there in shock.
"God... he really is a god..."
"Hahaha! They all have to die!"
"My God! I wish to become your follower; I am still of use!"
Some of the magicians stood frozen in place at the sight of this miracle, some went mad, and some were even willing to become believers in order to save their lives.
But the cross-shaped spatial rift seemed not to hear the words of these mages, and it contracted and expanded twice as if it were alive.
Buzz—
Buzz—
As a terrifying aura descended upon the blood-red stone platform, the mage on the platform was instantly frozen in place, unable to move.
The group of mages looked at the others on the stone platform in horror, as if they knew their fate, their eyes filled with extreme resentment.
After the aura of death and chaos emanating from the group of mages reached its peak, the cross-shaped rift hummed once more.
The next moment, the magicians on the stone platform began to age, their skin became withered, and their hair turned gray.
In just a dozen breaths, the magicians on the stone platform turned into withered human skins and lay sprawled on the platform.
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The realm of the gods.
Chaos Kingdom.
In a magnificent palace at the center of the vast divine kingdom, Tobias, the god of chaos, sat cross-legged in the air, feeling a faint divine power increase within his body, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
"The chaos on the mainland is still the purest. No wonder Qingyue and Yaoyang went to great lengths to establish a church in the lower realm."
"The faith or chaotic energy provided by one person on the mainland is purer and higher than that of dozens of people in the divine realm. It's a strange world phenomenon."
"Moreover, the chaotic energy provided by the mage is so delicious that even the gods cannot resist it."
"If I could also establish a church on the mainland, maybe I could really compete with Qingyue and Yaoyang, hehe."
After saying that, Tobias used his divine power to condense a blackish-purple pellet in his hand and flicked it into the spatial rift beside him.
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The lower realm.
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