Banner of the Evil God

The gap in the kingdom of the goddess of harvest that was broken before has now turned into a terrifying world of demons.

The first batch of corrupted flesh sacs have hatched, and hundreds of strange demons have crawled out of them. They did not spread in all directions, nor did they try to besiege the god of justice, Yorgadman, beyond their ability. Instead, they made dizzying and strange roars, formed a strange formation, and began to pray.

The way these demons pray is very special. Most people pray, worship, meditate, etc., but their methods are completely different-after they have formed a formation, they began to use their claws to dig up the gray-green disgusting gas from the ground that has turned into a rotten land, and put it into their mouths without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, those powerful gods who looked directly at the Chaos Dragon without being moved suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

This is not being attacked or anything, it is just an instinctive reaction.

On the ground, a green floating jellyfish has screamed strangely and its face is as pale as earth.

"Fuck! This is too disgusting!"

The scene in front of him made Sui Xiong wonder if he was hit by some kind of mental attack spell. He really couldn't imagine that there would be guys who would eat rotten sludge as food and eat it with such relish, with a serious and fanatical look on their faces.

"The aesthetics of demons are indeed different from those of humans..." He muttered to himself, shaking his head constantly.

A moment later, the demons did something that challenged his bottom line even more.

The sludge was naturally indigestible. They ate it in big mouthfuls, and soon their stomachs swelled up like they were seven or eight months pregnant. If they ate like this, if they were humans, they would definitely lie on the ground and couldn't move, and they might have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but these guys had no intention of stopping at all, and they were still trying hard to eat.

So, their stomachs were finally burst.

One after another, the demons' chests and abdomens were torn open with miserable wounds, and the sludge they had eaten before mixed with black and red blood flowed to the ground.

"Are these guys brain-dead?" Sui Xiong was stunned.

But the next moment, his face suddenly changed.

The demons actually grabbed the half-digested mud mixed with blood flowing out of their stomachs, and ate it again with a look of enjoyment as if it were a delicacy.

Sui Xiong could no longer bear it and vomited on the ground.

What was worse was that he could only vomit out clear water, and the clear water fell on the ground and mixed with the mud, which looked quite similar to the food that the demons ate.

So Sui Xiong vomited even more miserably.

Inside the Pantheon, the powerful gods also looked ugly and looked at each other.

"What the hell is this?" Lefon, the main god of the orcs, muttered to himself, "Do we have to rely on disgusting methods to knock down the opponent?"

"God knows! But it is undeniable that this trick is very effective." The main god of the war system, Wenner, brightened his eyes and said, "Maybe I can learn it."

"...You are already perverted enough, don't push yourself in a more perverted direction!"

"Quiet." Uther, the main god of mankind, frowned and said coldly, "See how Jorgadman will respond."

The powerful gods suddenly quieted down. Their will was stronger than steel. No matter how disgusting the scene was, they could not retreat. But if they were in their place, they would inevitably be affected.

When masters fight, being affected may be the opportunity for defeat.

As Uther said, the most important thing now is how will Jorgadman, the god of justice, respond?

In terms of strength, Jorgadman is not inferior to any of them, and even better than many people. At this moment, looking at Jorgaardman's response, it can be used as a reference, and when facing the Chaos Dragon in the future, it will give them a better chance of winning.

And the God of Justice did not disappoint them. Facing the ugly performance of the demons spawned by the Chaos Dragon's breath, He just raised the corners of His mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile, and was not affected more when He attacked.

The powerful gods nodded slightly, but someone sighed softly.

The means of the God of Justice to deal with it were standard, but not surprising. They can also use such means, and if they encounter such a situation, the approach is probably similar.

... This is of no reference value!

However, valuable intelligence is not so easy to obtain after all, so they sighed slightly and put it aside.

"I wonder what tricks those guys will come up with after they finish praying?" The Lord of War Wenner pondered and said, "Will they summon some powerful helpers? Or will they make the Chaos Dragon stronger?"

This question soon had an answer.

After those disgusting demons "praied" for a while, their bodies suddenly exploded one after another, and the ground was covered with blood.

The blood fell into the pits they dug, and turned into nodes of the magic circle. An unsettling breath rose from these nodes, lingering and merging, becoming stronger and heavier.

At this time, after the first batch of demons hatched, the corrupt flesh sacs that grew again on the ground also hatched, and many new demons were born.

There were more demons than the first time, and their appearance was more hideous and ugly.

But these demons did not pray. They stood there stupidly, motionless, but their bodies began to melt rapidly like candles encountering flames, slowly turning into a pool of mud.

These mud-like things soon covered the ground, and under the impetus of the disturbing breath, they slowly flowed and connected with the blood nodes that the previous batch of demons turned into after their death, turning into the veins of the magic circle.

At this point, a huge, disgusting and disturbing magic circle was finally completed.

The Chaos Dragon, who had been fighting silently, laughed with joy. It flapped its wings that kept changing color, and raised a colorful strange wind. The strange wind lingered in the magic circle, and someone was faintly singing and cheering in the wind.

The God of Justice, Yorgadman, frowned, swung his axe, and chopped it heavily at the ground, but was stopped by the Chaos Dragon.

Seeing this scene, the powerful gods who had experienced hundreds of battles showed joy at the same time.

The same was true for Yorgadman. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he held the axe tightly with both hands, chopped at the magic circle on the ground one after another.

To be honest, these attacks did not have much technical content, but they were extremely powerful. In previous battles, He had never used such an attack, because the hit rate would be a problem.

But now, the hit rate is not a problem!

When attacking the enemy, the hit rate is never a problem.

The three faces of the Chaos Dragon, which seemed to be constantly changing, showed anger at the same time, but he did not hesitate, trying to resist these attacks, making sure that they would not fall on the magic circle on the ground and destroy the ritual that was about to be completed.

In this way, Yorgadman could beat him to death without any scruples, and each of His axes used 100% of its power, and each blow was enough to make all the powerful gods retreat.

If in a normal battle, facing such a crazy attack, anyone would have to avoid it first. However, the Chaos Dragon had to protect the magic circle on the ground, so it could not "avoid its edge", instead, it could only use its body to take it hard.

After only a very short time, the Chaos Dragon was injured.

The seemingly ordinary but powerful axe chopped through his solid scales and tore his flesh. The blood that kept changing color flowed to the ground like a waterfall and flowed into the magic circle.

Seeing this scene, Yorgadman's eyes suddenly shrank, revealing shock and regret.

On the contrary, the Chaos Dragon, who was in a very embarrassed state just now, smiled again.

His blood fell into the magic circle, and the swirling strange wind stopped immediately, but the chanting and cheering in the wind became more and more fierce, which was earth-shaking, as if it would spread throughout the world.

Hearing this chanting and cheering, the believers of the Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest showed a bewildered look. After a moment, the vitality and energy on their faces quickly faded, turning into a mechanical and dull smile.

Then, they also followed the chanting and cheering.

At the forefront of the Pantheon, the Lord of Order, who was sitting alone, finally responded. He frowned, snapped his fingers, and a circle of white light fell from the infinite sky, landing next to the kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, offsetting the chaotic atmosphere that spread in all directions.

For the Chaos Dragon, the ritual that took a lot of effort and even cost his own blood to complete was nothing more than a snap of a finger for him.

However, the Lord of Order did not rescue the Goddess of Harvest. He was just preventing the influence of the Chaos Dragon's terrifying ritual from expanding too much.

The effect of the ritual that could have polluted several worlds on a large scale and even affected the entire main plane was restricted. The Chaos Dragon showed an angry look, raised his head, and roared in a low voice towards the direction of the Pantheon.

At this time, Yorgadman had already rushed over, swung his axe, and launched a fierce attack.

No matter what the effect of the Chaos Dragon's ritual would be, now is undoubtedly a good opportunity to win!

Now the Chaos Dragon was injured, and the injury was not light. No matter what the ritual would be like next, it would take a little time to start. As long as he seizes these gaps in the middle, he will have the hope of inflicting heavy damage on this terrifying enemy!

Not to mention, the Chaos Dragon was courting death by actually daring to use one of its heads to roar at the Lord of Order in such a battle.

This also gave Jorgadman a chance to be slightly distracted, so while attacking fiercely, he also sent a message to Sui Xiong who was vomiting on the ground through another incarnation.

"My brother, you are the only strong man who is not afraid of chaos pollution, please try to save those polluted souls. The Goddess of Harvest is your enemy, but those long-dead believers are not."

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