The God of Fear deserved to be a powerful divine power, the leader of the evil gods, and the strong man who was honored as the Lord of Fear. When he attacked seriously, Sui Xiong's combat doppelganger, which had condensed a lot of power, was seriously injured, and the surface of Sui Xiong's body was almost cooked.
More importantly, through this blow, the God of Fear saw a huge weakness of Sui Xiong.
He cared about Void City!
Sui Xiong was different from the evil gods like the God of Fear, who engraved selfishness in their bones. Sui Xiong had a very deep feeling for Void City, which he had worked so hard to build for so many years. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he wanted to keep Void City and protect the residents and buildings here.
In the view of the God of Fear, this was a very obvious weakness.
An evil god like him, of course, thought that gods should be selfish, and especially should not care too much about "external things." What was "external things?" Apart from oneself, everything else was external!
For example, believers, churches, temples, and sacred cities … For an evil god, as long as he felt it was necessary, there was nothing he could not give up.
Because of this, evil gods rarely had the priesthood of "protection," because they would not protect anything except themselves.
The God of Fear was the representative of evil gods, and of course, he thought so. At this moment, when he saw that Sui Xiong was seriously injured and wanted to completely resolve his blow to avoid damage to Void City, he couldn't help laughing.
"Although you have some skills, you are still too young!"
After laughing, he raised the black scepter in his hand high.
The scepter of the God of Fear was built like a two-handed sword. In fact, this thing was indeed a two-handed sword, called "Slayer," which was a famous and powerful artifact all over the world. However, for the God of Fear, there were very few enemies worthy of him putting on a battle robe and holding a big sword to fight. In most cases, this sword was used as a scepter by him.
Of course, "Slayer" was not forged to be a scepter. As a scepter, its effect was very ordinary, and it could only slightly enhance the power of the God of Fear's magic. But this was enough. The powerful leader of the evil gods did not need to rely on external things to enhance his strength. He was already strong enough.
For example, now, he simply raised the scepter and shot out a purplish-black lightning. It was almost exactly the same as the previous one. There was no difference at all.
In fact, it was indeed the same. He did not use the slightest bit of strength.
He knew that such an attack would be neutralized by the Void Mask, but it didn't matter. Neutralizing such an attack would be a heavy burden on the jellyfish, and it would be seriously injured.
That was enough. Take it slow. The great Lord of Fear was not in a hurry.
Sure enough, this lightning was resolved by Sui Xiong in the same way, and not a single blade of grass or tree in Void City was harmed.
But before Sui Xiong could take a breath, the third lightning had already followed.
"Motherf * cker, this is too despicable!" Sui Xiong flew into a rage, but there was nothing he could do. He could only transform into a "spear" again — to put it bluntly, it was a lightning rod — to dissolve the power of the lightning.
This time, he could smell the smell of cooked meat on his body.
"This can't go on!" Looking at Sui Xiong being beaten helplessly, Morani frowned.
In the sanctuary of the Holy Kingdom, the Half-Orc Warrior and the God of Forging, the Iron Lion, walked out of his workshop and came to the arsenal. They put on the artifact equipment that had been made over the years, one by one, in preparation for the battle.
"What are you going to do?"
When "He" was fully armed and neatly equipped, "He" was seen by the God of Knowledge and Education, Wall, who was walking around the "Sanctuary" with a worried look on his face, before "He" could even leave.
Wall understood Morani's intention at a glance and asked in surprise.
Of course, this was a question he already knew the answer to, so Morani did not answer. He just looked around and determined the direction of the Lord of Fear. Golden lightning rose under his feet, and he was about to fly in that direction.
Wall rushed over quickly and stopped him.
"You're going to die! Your Majesty, the Iron Lion! "
"It's not that serious," Morani said with a smile. "If I can't win, I can run. I am not a fool."
"Are you sure you can run away by then?" Wall asked.
Morani choked and was silent for a while. Then he smiled and shook his head. "To be honest, I am not very sure."
"Since you also know that you are not sure, why do you still take the risk?"
"I have to find some way!" Morani sighed. "If it goes on like this, Oscar won't be able to hold on for long!"
When Wall heard that, instead of worrying, he laughed.
"Your Majesty, the Iron Lion, you underestimate our Majesty too much!" He said. "Although our Majesty seems to be careless and unreliable at ordinary times, in fact, his mind is very clear at critical times. If he really can't hold on, he will definitely ask for help from his friends. In other words, since he hasn't asked for help yet, he can still hold on. "
Morani frowned and thought carefully for a while. He felt that what Wall said seemed to make sense. So he temporarily gave up the idea of going to fight with the God of Fear, but he did not put away his weapons and armor. He was still fully armed and ready to fight at any time.
He always felt that his friend should encounter a situation that needed his help today, so it was better to be prepared in advance, in case it was too late.
Wall convinced Morani, but he himself was not at ease. The situation was very obvious. His Majesty, the Void Mask, was definitely not a match for the God of Fear. Sooner or later, he would need help.
He had always boasted that he was the first fierce general of the Church of the Void Mask. But at this time, he found that he was still too weak and could not help at the critical moment. He could not help but feel very distressed.
However, the growth of the divinity and the accumulation of the divine power all needed time. In just a few decades, he had grown to a weak Divine Power. This kind of progress speed had been regarded as amazing. But if he wanted to grow enough to join the battle between the mid-level Divine Power or even the great Divine Powers, he was still far from it.
Even according to the most optimistic estimate, it would take at least another 100 years for him to barely step into the level of mid-level Divine Power. At that time, he would be able to play his role in a battlefield like today.
Of course, he could also take action now, such as being a cannon fodder for testing or something. But he was very clear that His Majesty, the Void Mask, did not need cannon fodder, and would not allow himself to do that kind of thing.
So he could only suppress the anxiety and irritation in his heart and wait silently.
The enemy would not only be the God of Fear. Sooner or later, there would be others. He would definitely wait for the opportunity to fight for His Majesty!
Sui Xiong did not know what was happening in the sanctuary. Now he was so busy that he had no time to pay attention to those unimportant things.
The God of Fear was not in a hurry. One after another, lightning struck down one after another. Sui Xiong had to spend 120% of his energy to completely resolve every lightning bolt, so as to avoid the aftermath from hurting Void City.
The attack of the great Divine Power was not a trivial matter. If it could not be completely resolved, even if there was only a little aftermath, it would cause extremely serious casualties.
At the same time, he had to spare energy to promote the resurrection of the God of Healing.
It was not an easy thing to do two things at the same time, especially when both things were very difficult.
More than once, he thought of asking his friends for help. He knew that as long as he asked, his friends would definitely help. The reason why they had not taken action yet was that he seemed to be able to hold on.
But each time he gave up the idea of such a thing.
The God of Fear was indeed very strong. The current situation was indeed a bit bad, but he could still hold on.
Not only could he hold on, but in such a dangerous situation, he felt that he seemed to be growing again, and his control and grasp of power were gradually improving.
Even … he felt that he had gradually understood the power of the purple-black lightning sent by the God of Fear. Maybe after a period of time, he could not only resolve these lightning bolts, but also swallow them and even blast them back!
At that time, the God of Fear's face would be very interesting.
Even if it was just for that moment, he had to try hard to hold on.
The happiest thing in the world was to kick the faces of those insufferably arrogant people!
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