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Chapter 1565

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At the peak of the Silbeth Mountains, the majesty of the laws of the Temple of the Night was long gone. High up in the sky was a destructive force that could destroy heaven and earth. Even the heavens and earth trembled, as if an ancient deity was looking down.

Grimm's tri-colored eyes gazed at the distant continent where the Night Goddess had escaped to. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse and deep.

"Escape? Where can you escape to? The Magus army is heading towards the void of this world, and the entire world is about to be destroyed. Your fate has long been decided, and there's no point in struggling. Hmph, that's fine. If I can gather more World Lords who are hiding in the future and capture them all in one fell swoop, it'll save me a lot of trouble. "

With that, Grimm gave up on wasting time chasing after the Night Goddess alone. Instead, he looked at the catfolk who had gathered around the Temple of the Night Goddess.

As expected of a superior deity. After ten thousand years of peace and prosperity, the number and quality of souls gathered here far exceeded that of other deities. After some calculations, along with the huge number of souls collected in the territory of the Night Goddess, he could barely summon an elite Magus army.

"Unknown evil god, the laws of Eternal Night are gathered here. The Song of the Night is holy and pure. Under the divine might of the night, even if the Night Cats fight to the last child, they will still take up a dagger and stab you in the heart!"

The Priestess wore a black swallow-tailed dress and raised her scepter high. She stood tall in the sky above the square of the Temple of the Night, the laws of the night condensed in her body. Even if the goddess had given up on the temple, she would not!

Under the pressure that seemed to devour the entire sky, the Priestess was the only one who could still maintain the ability to fly. However, this was the limit of what she could do.

"Kekekeke …"

With a hoarse sneer, Grimm extended his pale, slender index finger from under his loose gray Magus robes and pointed at this lowly being who dared to look directly at him.

Under the pressure of Grimm's unparalleled magic, the Priestess of the Night exploded with a 'puff'. Her flesh and blood splattered everywhere. It was truly a cruel scene.

"Meow! Demon! "

There were at least a hundred or so sanctuary experts gathered around the Shrine of the Night Goddess. Even more of them were scattered across the vast territory of the Temple of the Night in the Silbeth Mountain Range. The power that this highgod of Elysium possessed was truly incomparable to that of an average midgod or lowgod.

Of these hundred-plus Saint-level experts, the most elite were the guards of the Night Shrine.

However, the elite guards of the Divine Temple, who had once swept through the Silbes Mountains and deterred all forces in all directions, were now so intimidated by Grimm that they did not even have the ability to fly. They could only stare angrily at the Evil God who had desecrated the God of Night.

Most of the werecats were already shivering in fear under the pressure of Grimm's life rating. All they could see was the monotonous world of black and white. It was incomparably difficult for them to even move their bodies.

Bathed in the rain of blood of the Night Goddess, the guards of the Divine Temple roared in endless humiliation. Among them were a small number of werecats. The armored guards shouted with bloodshot eyes. After losing the ability to fly, they forcefully mustered all their strength and threw daggers imbued with life energy at Grimm.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack …

All the weapons started to shatter when they got within three hundred meters of Grimm. Even the daggers imbued with the most powerful energy couldn't get within a hundred meters of Grimm's body. Grimm sneered and lightly pressed his palm down.

Rumble!

A gigantic palm print that was ten thousand meters wide wiped out the Night Goddess Temple and the surrounding plaza. Then, fireballs shot out continuously from his fingertips. Rumble, rumble, rumble. Explosions sounded continuously as the bodies of the werecats were destroyed by Grimm. He opened his mouth and continued to devour the fresh wailing souls that appeared in this place.

Soon, the once famous Divine Temple of the Night Goddess in the Silbeth Mountains was reduced to ruins. It was no longer prosperous and prosperous. Even the peak of the mountain had been completely shaved off by Grimm.

After that, Grimm lightly touched the air as if he was reaching into a pocket. Thousands of Heroic Souls in the Country of the Night Goddess bit and resisted Grimm, but they were easily shattered by Grimm. He finally found something valuable in the deepest part of the Country of the Night Goddess.

"Kekekeke, I don't need the Hades Spring that I used to disguise the aura of the God of the Underworld. I'll leave it to the exploration army. More than three hundred Stones of Original Sin, a sealing tool of the Stairway Mountain left behind by the Master God of Desire. Hmm, what is this? Is this the tooth of a certain Overlord? He actually tried to refine a trace of the Universal Soul from it by suppressing and washing it? However, there really isn't any Universal Soul to refine. It's just the remains of a Overlord. "

Soon, after Grimm had completely destroyed the Country of the Night Goddess, he flew toward the direction of the Dark Spirit Empire unhurriedly, ready to summon the Sorcerer Legion.

By the looks of it, the Tripod should be close to the coastal waters.

He hoped that the ancient Sea God tailed him all the way. It should at least be a World Lord with the power level of Vatti's Special Agent. Maybe it was slightly weaker, but it could also be more powerful. There were not many Stigmata Great Sorcerers in the Demon-Hunting Expedition who chose to follow, so Grimm could only settle it himself.

In the depths of the faraway continent, the Goddess of the Night and Moon stared at the Silbeth Mountains with a heavy and sorrowful expression.

"Even the Divine Kingdom has been destroyed. The success is due to the Overgod Sorcery, and the failure is also due to the Overgod Sorcery. The Overgod Sorcery that once summoned the demons of other dimensions to serve has now become the target of those demons' invasion. The frequent use of this kind of power that is beyond what we ordinary deities can master has actually attracted a terrifying existence of the Overgod level of other dimensions. The current Elysium Continent is no longer the ancient times when the Overgods were at war. How should we resist this terrifying existence? It seems that the only way to survive is to first gather the seven Supreme Higher Gods, let go of past enmity, and face the enemy together … "

On the other side.

Along the way, Grimm continued to collect souls. He had destroyed several deities one after another, causing an uproar in the nearby continents.

After all, this speed of the fall of deities was almost unprecedented, apart from the Undead Calamity, the Invasion of the Sea God, and the Advent of the Demon King. Moreover, it was so concentrated that there was no army following. It was done by an extremely terrifying Higher God. It was truly frightening.

When Grimm returned to the Dark Spirit Empire unhurriedly, he turned his gaze to the direction where he had blasted through the ley line in astonishment.

There were actually traces of a Highgod there, analyzing the Crow of Death!

Grimm did not know that the God of Justice had summoned the God of War. He did not expect that a highgod would come knocking on his door instead of him. After a moment of shock, Grimm let out a cold smile. Suddenly, a mighty wave burst out from Grimm. The sky rumbled as he charged at the God of War at an unbelievable speed.

The God of War originally thought that it was a Higher God of War who had come looking for trouble. When he discovered that the Temple of Justice had been reduced to rubble and that he had arrived too late, his anger was palpable.

After some investigation, the God of War arrived at the Dark Spirit Empire in search of the culprit. The Crows of Death had indeed never appeared on the Elysium Continent before. After searching for clues, the God of War arrived at the place where Grimm had blasted through the ley line.

However, it was also at this moment that a majestic aura that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth suddenly appeared. The God of War's frown immediately turned into shock. Panic was written all over his face.

"No!"

The God of War was just a lowly existence among the Higher Gods. He was even weaker than the Night Goddess' clone. How could he not be afraid of Grimm's terrifying aura?

However, it was too late. Just as he reached the coastal area, the black lightning that distorted light and darkness in all directions chased after him.

Crackle!

The God of War fell just like that.

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