The God of the Underworld Hatred stood tall in the sky!
There was no need to say more. The God of the Underworld Hatred only had one thought, and that was to use Elysium's Original Sin Sealing Overgod to seal the apocalyptic demon and give Elysium a new lease of life.
If there were any distracting thoughts, the God of the Underworld Hatred would have to wait until after the Battle of Doomsday.
On Elysium, the Primordial Ocean God, the Ancient Flame Wolf God, the God of Violence, and the God of Stars had fallen one after another. The Chaos Demon God was greatly weakened and was no longer a threat. The Golden Divine Dragon God had been taken away by the Terminator using an unknown space-time technique.
After the Battle of Doomsday, Elysium would be renamed as the Underworld Continent. The Will of the Dead would never be extinguished!
"Hahahaha …"
The crisp, melodious voice of a female said. The life and death of all living beings on Elysium were tied to her. The Nether God, as the protagonist of Elysium, proudly stared at the mighty Armageddon.
Even the Terminator couldn't help but show unprecedented focus when facing the God of the Underworld Hatred!
As the God of the Underworld Hatred spread its arms, the edictal force of the Seven Sins and Eight Desolations gradually manifested with the God of the Underworld Hatred as the center. It was unprecedentedly vast and majestic. Even though the Ancient Original Sin Sealing only had less than five percent of its power, it was still a deadly deterrent to any living being below the level of a ruler!
The Lord of Original Sin. The so-called Paramount Laws of Original Sin were the Laws of Beauty, Gluttony, Avarice, Sloth, Wrath, Extremity, and Pride, all fused into one. This was how the Lord of Original Sin's Bipolar Stripping technique had created the Lord of Desire. Only then was he able to use the Laws of Desire to strike at the very core of a living being's heart, attacking its weakest parts and transforming it into an incomparably bizarre, illusory ruler.
The Overgods that Grimm had sensed in the Ancient Flame Wolf God's search for the Lost Kingdom of Gods was most likely the work of the Lord of Desire.
For a life form like the Master of Desire that targeted the fragile heart, its body and outer shell, even its energy, divine power and other means were not in the same system. It was like a creature of time that wandered the river of time. Its existence wandered the hearts and desires of all living beings, shuttling through their inner thoughts!
The Seven Sins and the Eight Desolations referred to the East, West, South, North, Southeast, Northeast, Southwest, and Northwest, with the Ladder Mountain as the center of Elysium. The Eight Desolations referred to the remote and barren lands outside of the Ladder Mountain.
In this way, the Original Sin Sealing Art formed from the power of the Seven Sins and Eight Desolates borrowed the unique laws of gravity of the Terra Vein World to become the strengthened version of the World Sealing Art that Grimm spoke of!
The Infernal God of Hatred's bell-like laughter gradually stopped. The coldness in its squinted eyes suddenly intensified. A roar of will that resonated with the Elysium Continent came crashing toward Grimm with an earth-shattering force.
"Chief God Technique, Original Sin Sealing Technique!"
Buzz …
It was unknown what the other living beings saw on the surface, but in the eyes of Grimm, who was the target of the Original Sin Sealing Art, all sounds in the surroundings abruptly disappeared at this moment.
Shortly after, in this space-time that brought Grimm incomparable silence and chilliness, the Ladder Mountain on Elysium suddenly became transparent. Beams of gravitational light were focused from the deepest depths of the earth and locked onto Grimm like magnifying glasses.
It was the Heart of the World of Primordial Magnetic World. It was vast and boundless, and it ran through the entire Terra Vein World!
Beneath the Mask of Truth, Grimm's tri-colored eyes flickered with all their might. All living beings in the surroundings were completely ignored by Grimm. In Grimm's eyes, there was only the incomparably vast Primordial Magnetic World of Primordial Magnetic World beneath the Elysium. Even though the gravitational waves emitted by the super huge object were only a millionth of the Original Sin Sealing Art that locked onto Grimm, it was enough to shock him.
Puff …
Like a deflated balloon, Grimm's body felt as if it was being squeezed by an invisible giant hand. Boundless black smoke surged out from his body and squeezed out from his limbs and orifices.
With his eyes bulging out, Grimm couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out billowing black smoke. Even the Body of True Demon that was eternally reinforced by the Abyssal Staff was dispelled.
Under the influence of the boundless gravitational force, Grimm fell onto the Ladder Mountain with a loud boom. He knelt on the ground as if he would be completely bound and immobilized in the next moment.
"Roar!"
The more it was so, the more excited the raging flame in Grimm's heart became!
The Towering Ancient Giant Locust Demon got up and struggled with all its might. With the Ancient Giant Locust Demon that Grimm had transformed into as the center, layer upon layer of cracks spread across the ground. As the Ancient Giant Locust Demon let out a heart-wrenching roar, its body grew larger and larger. Its hideous muscles and veins spread across its entire body like the roots of an old tree. Grimm had actually activated the seventh stage of Wild Instinct, the true form of the Human Ancestor!
The power of the Human Ancestor's true form rippled in all directions as it tried its best to resist the gravitational force beneath its feet.
Seeing this scene, the Gods who had escaped from the tragic Doomsday Battle gasped. They were completely stunned by Grimm's all-out struggle.
What kind of life form was this? It was actually using its own power to fight against the entire world?
It was too unbelievable!
"It's useless. The Original Sin Seal is not something that can be broken by brute force!"
The God of the Underworld Hatred had a hideous look on its face. In order to maintain the peak of the Original Sin Seal, the God of the Underworld Hatred had sacrificed too much. Even if it successfully sealed the Terminator this time, it would be good if the Terminator could only maintain half of its divine power for the next ten thousand years.
And if it failed, it would end up like the Lord of Ancient Original Sin!
The true form of the Human Ancestor's hands supported itself on the ground of the Ladder Mountain, resisting the Original Sin Seal's Power of Eight Desolates. Even at such a critical moment, with the help of its unprecedented insight, Grimm's Mask of Truth was still collecting the node data of the Original Sin Seal.
There were a total of 7,655 Stones of Original Sin.
However, as a supreme seal that was developed during the peak of the Elysium Continent, its power would definitely not be this little!
…
The Sorcerers World.
In the Sorcerers World War, the laws of the Holy Tower had collapsed. Other than maintaining the last bit of restraint, the Stigmata Sorcerers had tried their best to leave the Sorcerers World. The Mechanical Sorcerers had officially declared war on the Elemental Sorcerers, and the battle of the Celestial Level was about to begin!
In the Sorcerers Continent, who was the ruler?
In such a chaotic era, although it was not to the extent that the ignorant commoners would be wiped out, the people had no way of making a living. It was difficult to make a living, and every day felt like a year. The people did not know why the lords of the various cities were fighting, but they only knew that the peaceful days that were passed down by the elders were long gone.
In this background, the clone of the Thanksgiving Day was like a wandering poet. He wore a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, carried a broken sword on his back, and leaned on a bamboo pole. He stepped on the muddy path in the spring rain, gazing at the withered town in the distance.
"I didn't expect the rules of the Thanksgiving Day to make use of the people's suffering to completely imprint in their hearts … This is not the original intention! The real me has suffered for the past few generations. "
Bemoaning the state of the universe and pitying the fate of mankind, the clone shook his head as he gazed at the few Magi riding their brooms in the rain.
Suddenly!
The clone of the Thanksgiving Day, who was about to continue on his journey, suddenly lost his balance and almost fell. He stared at the distant sky in shock, as if he had seen through endless time and space. He said in disbelief, "What happened to the real me?"
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