Banner of the Evil God

The Pantheon is the gathering place for gods from thousands of worlds. Every time a new god is born, there will be an extra seat here. When nothing happens, many gods will have a clone here to communicate. I don’t know how many covenants, how many conspiracies, how many friendships and hatreds were all created in this seemingly majestic and sacred supreme place, and turned into countless grievances and hatreds in thousands of worlds.

This solemn and solemn hall is lined with countless seats, and each seat is arranged in an orderly manner according to the level of the god. At the front are the seats of the four God Lords of Order, Chaos, Goodness, and Evil. However, except for the seat of the God Lord of Order, which is still bright and clean, the other three seats have become dull, and even have many cracks. This shows that even if the three divine masters have not died, they have fallen into a long sleep and may never wake up again.

The second row is filled with big shots, such as the God Kings of various gods or the God of Justice, who stand alone in a group. There are not many seats in this row, only a handful. At this moment, a slovenly man was lying on a large chair and yawning, as if "I stayed up all night last night to finish the manuscript, so I didn't sleep well and now I need to catch up on it."

But some bald guy in the third row had already jumped up and yelled: "Joel Gadman! You framed me!"

The big man didn't even bother to look back, and yawned and said, "I'm trying to frame you for nothing! If I want to frame you, I'm also going to frame the Silver Sparkle in front of you. Who do you think you are? You can kill him with just one axe!"

"If you weren't the one who ordered it, why didn't that lunatic kill Phorpocus first, and instead came to me first? It seems that he has a bigger hatred against him! How much hatred does he have against me?"

"It's ridiculous! Don't you always kill people and set fires for trivial things?" The big man lazily picked his ears with his little finger and said sarcastically: "As for finding you first, it really has nothing to do with me. Who told you to leave your home? The main plane is relatively close..."

The bald man was furious, and the figure sitting in the only bright seat in the front row, whose body was covered in silver, also opened his eyes.

"God of justice, please watch your words. I will not reject your challenge, but please do not deviate from the path you should take."

His voice was very soft, but it carried an irresistible and absolute majesty, as if it was a golden rule as soon as he spoke it, making it difficult for people to even think of confrontation.

"Hmph!" The big man snorted coldly, "Don't always pretend! Sooner or later, I will break your wheel of order and change this dull and rotten world!"

"If you can do it, it is also a normal result of the development of this world." The shining silver figure replied calmly, "I sincerely look forward to that day, and will happily accept the result of being replaced by you."

"Bah! I don't want that blinding seat of yours!"

"If you can defeat me, you will naturally sit on this seat. This is your honor and your responsibility."

"It's so boring to talk to you!" The big man shook his head and cast his gaze at a seat hidden in the black mist behind him. "Hey! What are you doing, you guy who plays conspiracy all day long?"

A gloomy voice came from the black mist: "I'm not up to anything, at least not now."

"That happened before?"

"It's gone now."

"Huh?" Many gods on the seats looked here curiously, their eyes full of surprise.

Doesn’t this God of Conspiracy claim to be causing trouble all day long, every day, all year round? Why don't you suddenly stop causing trouble?

Could it be... He was lying again?

The big man frowned, then guessed the reason and laughed.

"So you were scared! You coward! Hahahaha!"

An angry sneer came from the black mist, but there was no answer.

All the gods suddenly realized this and couldn't help but laugh.

This guy who likes to play tricks is not very strong at his hands. He has angered powerful enemies and was beaten to death by others. He was beaten to the point where he abandoned the Kingdom of God and fled for his life in a hurry, not once or twice. After many times, He learned to be good and knew who he could provoke and who he couldn't. For example, even though the beggar in front of him was poor and downtrodden, but he could stand up to a group of beggars, he would never dare to provoke him.

This time, it was obvious that he wanted to frame a certain god, but found that the god was much stronger than he expected, so he was so frightened that he immediately changed his mind and sat on the sidelines, not daring to make any more trouble.

In the midst of the laughter, the angry bald man from before suddenly screamed strangely and disappeared suddenly. Even his seat rose into a cloud of smoke and quickly lost its luster. Then countless cracks appeared from top to bottom, and it began to rapidly collapse and disintegrate.

Except for those gods who had been paying attention to the situation, all the gods were shocked - this bald man was the majestic god of storms. He was making connections everywhere and wanted to form a powerful god of natural disasters. Why did he suddenly fall? ?

For a time, countless pairs of eyes and countless thoughts were all directed towards the Storm Realm, towards the place where the "Raging Flame Kingdom", the Kingdom of the God of Storms, was located.

Then, the gods saw a sight that they would never forget.

A giant jellyfish that was completely burnt and almost overripe was picking up its tentacles that were burnt to pieces and had its flesh torn apart. It was lashing the shattered Raging Flame Kingdom again and again, and its tentacles were torn with huge gaps. , still holding a piece of whirlwind that was gradually calming down in its mouth that was still smoking, and the thunder in the whirlwind overflowed like blood, filling the sky.

"What kind of monster is this?!" A god exclaimed, "Could it be that some ancient evil creature has escaped!"

"What nonsense!" A god who has been paying attention to this matter said dissatisfiedly, "That is a jellyfish-like god. Taklaul offended him before, making him crazy and coming to the door."

"But I haven't seen this person in the Pantheon..."

"Maybe he hasn't completed the entire ceremony of deification. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

"He is so strong without completing the ceremony of deification?! If he has completed the ceremony of deification, wouldn't he be another poor lunatic!"

"Hey! The guy who speaks badly behind people's backs! I will remember you!" The god of justice roared angrily with a poor aura.

The god who said the wrong thing was shocked, screamed, and disappeared into a puff of green smoke. It is estimated that he will not dare to appear in the Pantheon for at least several decades.

At this time, at least seven or eight gods secretly thought about it, separated an incarnation, and quietly ran to the Storm Realm.

Although the jellyfish god was huge, it was impossible for him to swallow all the belongings of the God of Storm. Even if there were only some leftovers, it was an unexpected gain for the weak gods like them.

In particular, there were several gods who also had the priesthood or domains of storm, thunder, and violence. Inheriting the legacy of the God of Storm might allow them to further understand the source of power and slightly improve their realm!

When the gods arrived, the giant jellyfish, which was about 80% mature, had already finished fighting. It floated weakly in the storm and thunder that were everywhere in the Storm Realm, lazily motionless, not knowing whether it was tired or had run out of energy and was dying.

But even though he looked extremely weak, no god dared to attack him.

Taking advantage? What a joke! He was a tough guy who beat the God of Storm and the Kingdom of God head-on and finally swallowed the God of Storm alive! Don't look at him now, he seems to be so weak that he can only breathe out but not breathe in, don't look at him now, he is so injured that most of his tentacles are broken, don't look at him now, he can cook so well that he can be served on the table, but it's not a matter of a slap to deal with these low-level gods!

The incarnations of the gods tacitly bypassed Sui Xiong and picked up the legacy of the God of Storms separately. After a while, everything left by the God of Storms was cleaned up, and they left quietly and silently just like when they came.

Sui Xiong rested for a long time before he recovered some vitality. In this battle, although he relied on absorbing nearly one-tenth of the total magic power of the entire main plane in one breath, and blew up the kingdom of the God of Storms head-on, and even the God of Storms fell under his hands, he himself was also badly injured. Not only was this body almost on the verge of being scrapped due to overcharging and fierce fighting, but even his soul was violently shaken and a little drowsy.

The reason why he had to rest for a while just now was to let his soul, which had been shaken violently, recover and regain consciousness.

Now, he is much more awake and can continue to fight!

So, the huge jellyfish roared, pierced through the space again, and headed straight for the Hailan Domain.

"Oh my God! He still wants to fight?!"

"Of course, his other enemy is still alive. It's better to take revenge sooner rather than later."

"Revenge? The only powerful god living in the Hailan Domain is the goddess of the sea... Don't tell me that his other enemy is the goddess of the sea. She is no weaker than the God of Storms. With his current state, what's the difference between him and his death?"

"When he went to attack the Naughty Flame Kingdom just now, I thought he was going to die, but everyone saw it."

So the gods looked at the goddess of the sea again - it was a coincidence that his seat was next to the God of Storms, and the seat surrounded by blue light was next to the broken and collapsed seat, which seemed particularly ironic.

At this moment, He was looking at the God of Justice in doubt and said coldly: "Yorgadman, why did you stop me from killing Him just now?"

"Of course - for justice!" The God of Justice, who was sloppy and poor, looked more like a beggar than a god. He took a deep breath, his expression became solemn, and his eyes revealed a sharp light that the goddess of the sea dared not look directly at.

The goddess of the sea shrank a little, but soon regained her courage: "For your justice, do you want me to wait for death?"

"You can fight or run away." The God of Justice said coldly, "I just don't allow you and Takla Ur to besiege Him. And I didn't completely stop you just now, but just warned you that if you took action just now, I would also take action. Two against two, very fair."

The goddess of the sea was so angry that she was almost crazy, but she couldn't do anything about the God of Justice. She could only snort fiercely and disappeared suddenly.

In a flash, He had returned to his kingdom of God "Wave Garden". Looking around at the beautiful garden floating in the waves, and the believers wandering in the waves or relaxing in the garden. He showed a bit of melancholy and reluctance, then gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Even if we have to fight, we can't fight in the Kingdom of God!

Without waiting for Sui Xiong to come to the door, he waved his hand, a golden trident fell on his hand, stomped his feet, put on a blue armor, and after fully armed, he jumped out of the Kingdom of God, transformed into a giant almost as tall as the Kingdom of God, and faced the huge jellyfish that was coming with great momentum.

"Although I want to tell you that the death of your believer is just an accident, and my believers have suffered more losses in comparison." He said loudly, "But I don't think you will listen - then, let's solve the problem in the most practical way!"

The goddess who has been king in the vast ocean since ancient times raised the artifact that accompanied her through countless battles and pointed it at Sui Xiong.

"If you must fight, I will accompany you!"

In response to his seemingly strong but weak declaration, Sui Xiong roared violently, curled up all his tentacles, rolled his whole body into a huge ball, and slammed into the goddess of the sea.

At seven o'clock this morning, the enthusiastic reader entered the operating room and got on the operating table. I don't know if his operation has been completed, but I sincerely wish him a successful operation and a speedy recovery!