In Chicago, in a church that had been abandoned due to the recent fierce battle, countless bats were gathered there. They were either hanging upside down from the chandelier or staying in front of the window sill. The broken seats were also full of black shadows hanging upside down. Bats were constantly gathering around. They could not enter the already crowded church, so they could only hang their bodies on the surrounding branches, street lamps, or under the eaves of the surrounding streets.
At this time, their master, Cain, who could also be called the "ancestor", was standing on the podium of the church, looking at the broken Holy Emblem of Light in front of him. His face was calm, but his eyes were filled with indescribable hatred.
And his wife, Lilith, was floating at the top of the church. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at the dark sky in the distance.
"How many times have I said that you should thank him more. It is because of the myth that he made up that you exist, isn't it? "
"Shut up!"
Cain snorted coldly, and his majestic divine thought also swept across the church in an instant. This made the Blood Breeds here, including the hundreds of "princes", let out a muffled groan.
"Don't vent your anger on our descendants, Cain. We still have to rely on their strength next."
Lilith let out a chuckle again. She used her divine thought to calm the turbulence of the souls of the many black bats. At the same time, after manifesting her body in Cain's, she stroked Cain's face with her slender fingers. "You hate your source, and you are distressed by the pain you are experiencing now. But after today, everything will change, won't it? We will usher in a new life, and the future will be infinitely bright. You will become the most powerful god in this world, or the king of the demons, and I will be your queen — "
Lilith's voice was interrupted by a muffled "squeak" from outside the door, which made her look back with displeasure. She found that the person who pushed the door open was a Blood Breed wearing a field uniform.
"Viktor? There's a situation, right? "
It was Viktor Ganggro, one of the Ancients of the Ganggro clan.
The seven clans of the Blood Breed's "secret party" had four Ancients in America. The two clans of the devil party and the four neutral clans also had four Ancients. However, this was only limited to America.
The roots of the vampires were in the Old Continent and the Middle East. With the awakening of Lilith and Cain, more Ancients were returning from their slumber, and Werther Gungro was one of them.
As the Druid of the Blood Clan, he was the most adept at concealment and investigation among all their descendants.
"That Chief Sovereign of Fate should have already discovered the anomaly, your Majesty!"
Victor Gangelo knelt on one knee and bowed deeply. "All of his churches in this city have entered a state of alert and are refusing to let us in. The armed forces of the Church of Machinery also began to mobilize. My personal guess is that the situation in other cities will be similar. I'm afraid it'll be very difficult for us to succeed in the 'Blood Feast' that we're planning in a few big cities. "
"You're very alert! I can sense that the blood coffin we left in the Village of Destiny has been destroyed by Her Highness. It seems that she has found out, or even knew about it. "
Lilith sighed with emotion, and her eyes revealed a hint of laughter and emotion. "According to the agreement, it's time for us to start, my husband! From here into the newborn Kingdom of the Underworld, we can tear apart that goddess of dreams and the Underworld, and seize her authority and throne! "
At this moment, the faces of many of the vampires in this church twisted at the same time, showing expressions of pain. Some of the more serious ones even coughed up blood on the spot.
Even the powerful Lilith and Cain were not spared. The latter even knelt on the ground in intense pain.
That was the backlash of the 'slavery contract' that they had set with the Chief Sovereign of Fate! Although a certain goddess had used the authority called 'freedom' to free them from most of the contract's restrictions, they still had to bear the price of breaking the contract.
However, as these vampires swallowed the blood-colored crystals one by one, their auras gradually recovered to their peak, without the slightest hint of weakness.
Cain also gradually struggled to get up. He panted heavily, and his blood-red eyes were densely filled with threads, like thousands of little bugs. Then, he waved his hand forcefully, forcibly tearing apart the void in front of him. In an instant, an aura of death seeped out from the darkness of the void, covering the place.
"You're right. There's no turning back for us."
Cain's voice was gloomy and cold, filled with intense ambition and longing. "Enter from here, my descendants. Destroy everything you encounter, for your ancestors, and for your future!"
At this moment, all the vampires were excited. They flapped their fleshy wings and rushed into the darkness without hesitation. There were tens of thousands of them, densely packed, covering the sky and earth!
…
"Sure enough, they chose this time!"
In Twilight Dragon City, Angela, who was sitting on the throne, could not help but sigh.
As soon as the vampires launched the rebellion this time, she had already been informed of the situation. However, Angela wasn't surprised, and she didn't panic at all. Even though the vampire army was marching at an astonishing speed in her Kingdom of the Underworld, and the vanguard was heading straight for Twilight Dragon City.
In her eyes, there was more emotion.
"What a stupid guy. If he had been under your command, he would have been the most likely to get out of this predicament."
In the Bible of the Church of Light, Cain was the first son of the human Adam and Eve created by the God of Light. He was jealous of his younger brother and committed the evil deed of murdering his kin.
However, in the real history, humans could not be the creation of the God of Light. That was just a story that the God of Light instructed his Son to make up.
However, Cain, as the collection of evil and the murderer of his kin in the Bible, was hated by all the believers of the God of Light. Cain was born from this. He originally did not have a body of his own. He was just a product of the collection of the consciousness of many believers of the God of Light. It was Lilith, who was suspected to be born in the Blood Sea in ancient China, who gave him a body, and thus the vampires were born.
Since Cain in the Bible was a mortal, he had the image of a human and could not become a god, so he could not have normal divinity. Cain was punished by the God of Light, and the believers of the God of Light also hoped that he would be punished. Therefore, he lived in extreme pain every moment of his life.
The knowledgeable Angela understood the origin and current situation of Cain. In her opinion, whether it was Li Mochen's fate or her own dream, they both had the ability to relieve the pain of the ancestor of the Blood Race.
However, all of this was destroyed by Cain himself.
"But now he also sees another possibility. As long as he can become one of the masters of this Underworld, he can also get rid of the pain with his own existence."
Li Mochen's second body, sitting on another throne next to Angela, also looked relaxed.
"Don't forget that this person is a combination of 'evil', which also includes greed and ambition. And his wife, Lilith, is a witch who controls the night, temptation, and desire. She won't miss the bait that the goddess threw out. "
So, the betrayal of these two was already within his expectations.
Angela raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then, which side is going to make the next move? To be able to hold back your second body, Ammo, I guess it must be at least a main god, right? "
She knew that if there was no other power to support the Blood Race, these creatures who lived between life and death were not qualified to stand in front of her husband at all.
It must be someone who could suppress Li Mochen's divine right of life and death!
Li Mochen smiled. "You can guess, Angie."
Seeing the calmness in her husband's eyes, Angela was completely relieved and fell into deep thought.
"It can't be Hades. The purpose of the Statue of Liberty is only to weaken your power, not to let the Olympians seize this key authority. So it can't be Nix and the Goddess of Magic. She won't let her mother and sisters become so powerful that they can surpass her. But correspondingly, the power that wields the authority of the Underworld cannot be too weak. Otherwise, it won't be enough to deal with her enemies. It can't be Onassis either. Although Horus usurped all of his authority and eventually even chased him, his nominal father, out of the world of light, they still have an inseparable relationship after all. So, it's Mort, right? His main body has completely returned? "
Mort was the son of the Canaanite King El and the Queen of Heaven Asherah. Not only was he the god of death and the Underworld, he was also the god of chaos, the god of drought and poor harvests.
As for Canaan, which was also known as Phoenicia by the Greeks, this was a divine system that was defeated and destroyed by the Greek gods.
As a survivor of the Canaanite divine system and an existence that fought against the Olympians until the Roman era, Mort's power was undeniable. The image of him wearing a black robe and holding a sickle had been passed down to this day, and he was revered by the world. The Scythe of Poor Harvest that he held could not only harvest souls but also symbolize drought and poor harvests.
In today's world, Mort was isolated enough, isolated enough to be used by the Statue of Liberty.
"You guessed right, it's Mort. But it's not just — "
As Li Mochen spoke with admiration in his eyes, he saw a huge black sickle suddenly cut open the sky of the Underworld. After the edge of the sickle broke through the layers of seals of the Underworld, it still had some power left, and it came crashing down towards Twilight Dragon City.
Li Mochen glanced coldly at the sky, through several layers of the void, and looked at the God of Death.
But in the end, it wasn't Li Mochen who stopped the sickle. Instead, it was a huge bone dragon that flew into the sky from Twilight Dragon City! The 900-meter-tall dragon body directly collided with the huge shadow of the sickle, smashing it into pieces.
That was the ancestor of the Dragon Wizards, Auduin. Although it wasn't his main body, Angela not only used her dream power to completely materialize his body, but also used her authority as the lord of the Underworld to strengthen it to the limit! She strengthened it to a level that far exceeded Auduin's level as an Eternal Dragon.
"Then my opponent today will be him!"
Angela's eyes flashed with a strange light. "Ammo, can you only use your Equality Theocracy to help me this time? If I can't do it, then you can intervene. I guess I can prove myself now. "
At this time, her emotions were filled with joy, confidence, and anticipation, and at the same time, there was no lack of fighting spirit.
She knew that the reason why the gods coveted the Underworld was because they were weak. And if she wanted to cut off their ambitions, the only way was to use her strength to announce and intimidate them.
She couldn't always rely on her husband's strength to control the Underworld. She had to take charge as soon as possible and become Ammo's right-hand man. Only then could the latter win in the endless disputes in the future.
And now, Angela was confident that she had grasped enough power to be called 'powerful'. There was no more suitable target than the God of Death in front of her to establish her might.
Mo Te was strong, but not so strong that she couldn't deal with him. This person had wandered in the outer realm for thousands of years. Now that he had returned, he already had a powerful Ancient God rank. However, the faith of this person in the world of light was not enough to raise his Divine Deity to above Divine Deity 15.
Angela knew that she couldn't defeat this person, but even if she could only delay this person for three to five hours, it would be enough to relieve a lot of pressure on Li Mochen.
"That's what I want, Angela!"
Li Mochen nodded slightly. He had already looked away from Mo Te and fixed his eyes on the vampires in the distance. "And I must teach my former subordinates an unforgettable lesson. No! It's better not to remember. Let everyone understand the value of loyalty. "
Most of his current subordinates were bound through the form of contract to determine the master and subordinate of both sides.
But if everyone learned from these vampires and used the power of the Statue of Liberty to get rid of the oath, then a quarter of the power of Xuri Corporation would inevitably fall apart.
Of course, Li Mochen could use enough benefits to tie them up and win them over.
But at the same time, he must also show a strong deterrent force to let his subordinates understand the price of betrayal.
And just when the killing intent in Li Mochen's eyes gradually condensed. He found that a black female figure was condensing in front of him.
This made Li Mochen slightly raise his eyebrows. He recognized that it was the incarnation of the Goddess of the Night, Nix. He could not help but show a touch of surprise in his eyes, but then he calmed down as usual.
"Surprised, right? Eris is also very surprised. She asked me to come and take a look. "
This powerful goddess was now with great interest looking at Angela, who was sitting quietly with her eyes closed. She was controlling the body of 'Oduin' and fighting with the god of death 'Mo Te'.
"It seems that her growth has exceeded Eris's expectations. You know that my daughter is very suspicious. But now she actually allowed me to come here to prevent accidents from happening. "
Li Mochen laughed involuntarily. A thick layer of source power armor had condensed outside his body. "Then I think this accident may not be changed by her will."
This time it was Nix's turn to look at him with surprise in her eyes. "You still want to fight me?"
"Why not?"
Li Mochen's eyes were cold. "I know that your Highness can kill a powerful god with just one incarnation. But do you think that you are stronger than Odin? "
In the next moment, a flying spear turned into a stream of light and suddenly pierced through the body of the Goddess of the Night, and even the core of the incarnation's divine power!
"Please tell your daughter, Your Highness Nix! I came to Australia because I want to maintain the order of this world, not because of her orders and coercion. That doesn't mean that she can do whatever she wants to me without paying the price. "
The scene that happened in the Netherworld of America shocked the two goddesses who were in the Divine Kingdom of Freedom and Strife.
It also made the few gods who had begun to enter the prime material plane raise their eyebrows in surprise, including Odin, the king of the gods of Aesir. His only eye showed a hint of surprise.
The Lord of Fate actually used the Sacred Lance of Longinus in the Netherworld of America!
…
At the same time, in the Coral Sea, Garcia Farren withdrew his divine clone from the battleship Pacific Rim and returned his consciousness to the Magic Tower of the Gate of War.
He was not responsible for commanding the fleet. He had projected his divine clone there to supervise the battle.
"Lord Paracelsus has discovered the presence of the dragon-headed warships. There are a total of 22 of them, and they are estimated to have more troops than the Olympians. It seems that the Olympians are not the only ones targeting us this time. "
The one who spoke was a young-looking female mage named Ingram Ferren. She was standing behind the God of Strategy, Garcia Ferren, looking forward with excitement and anticipation.
"Your Highness has rejected them, right?"
Garcia Ferren cast a sidelong glance at the junior behind him and laughed involuntarily. "Yes, I've already rejected them. But Ingram, from your tone, it sounds like you're looking forward to it?"
Garcia Farren was his great-granddaughter, the God of Strategy, who became a god 200 years after the Civil War. During his long time as a mortal, he had also worked hard to run his family. However, Garcia Farren did not have any noble bloodline, nor did he have any glorious family background. He only relied on his talent in martial arts and military strategy to reach the top of the mortal world. Therefore, his Farren family, until the day of the apotheosis, did not produce a strong person who could suppress a family or even take charge of an area. In the entire family, there were only three legendary people, and they lacked the ability to do business. Even until modern times, the Farren family had only accumulated a wealth of 15 billion gold duns. Garcia Farren had to rely on the power of the Mattiola family to help him run the church.
The junior in front of him was the most outstanding disciple of the Farren family in the past 100 years. A genius who only used a short 120 years to become a level-two legendary mage.
After Garcia Farren defected to the Wildenstein family, he also changed sides. Now, he was a level-two magic consultant of the Rising Sun Corporation and a member of the Ninth Storm Company.
"I'm also a little uneasy. After all, this is the day that will decide everyone's fate."
Ingram Farren took a deep breath. "But I'm still looking forward to it. I guess they will be shocked. The power of the Lord of Fate in the mortal world is not something they can reach! This is our greatest advantage right now. So when this war happens, it will be a collision beyond the imagination of the world. "
"But you still don't think so?" Garcia Farren saw through the true feelings of his descendant.
"They are all extremely powerful ancient gods who have been accumulating power for thousands of years."
Ingram Farren's crystal blue eyes revealed a look of speculation. "But just limited to this war, I still think that His Highness has a good chance of winning. The probability of winning is more than 60%. I guess that our power in the mortal world is equivalent to at least 1.5 Angel Legions, right? Although I'm just a mere level-two magic consultant, I can roughly estimate our power. Just the Storm Company of the Rising Sun Light-Magic Alliance alone has at least 70 people, and there is also the power of the two churches. I think that even the Church of Light's power in the mortal world is only this much. And the mages, thanks to Lord Paracelsus and Lord Constantine, we should have the most legendary mages among all the factions. "
"So even if Ares, Tyr, or even Odin dares to descend with their true bodies, there is still hope of defeating them. It is nothing more than fighting with human lives. Isn't the Olympian's' Chosen Warriors' and the Norse's' Valhalla 'the reason for their existence? But in this period of time, how many people will we lose? "
"Indeed."
Garcia Farren could not help but nod slightly. He felt that his descendant should actually join the army. As a mage, it was a waste of her talent.
"But even if we win this war, His Highness will still face two difficulties. One is the strategic stalemate before His Highness leaves the prime material plane. In these nine years, His Highness will be the target of all the godkings' attacks. The other is that after leaving the prime material plane, he will lose the protection of the Treaty of Separation of Humans and Gods. If His Highness does not choose a side, there is a high chance that he will be eaten alive by several gods. Especially the latter, that is the most dangerous stage. It depends on His Highness' choice now. "
Ingram Farren sighed, "You should actually advise His Highness. Sometimes, when it is time to let go, you still have to let go."
Even knowing that the future was not good, Ingram Farren did not have any thoughts of betrayal. She knew that the Farren family could no longer be separated from the Wildenstein family. Rashly rebelling would only cause the Farren family to fall into the abyss.
"You think that I can't bear to give up the priesthood of strategy?"
Garcia Farren could not help but laugh, his tone somewhat bitter.
His priesthood of strategy and tactics not only clashed with the Norse Valkyrie Tyr, but also offended the authority of the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena. Once his lord chose to compromise, then as a follower god, he would have to give up these two priesthoods.
"Ingram, you are very smart, but there are many things that are not as you think. For example, using human lives to repel Odin. Our Lord of Fate would never make such a decision. Haven't you studied his teachings? Secondly, of course I am not willing to give up these two powerful priesthoods so easily. But if His Highness needs them, I will not hesitate. However — "
Garcia Ferren's voice suddenly paused. He looked up at the sky, and then his eyes shone with a bright radiance.
"Coming!"
At this moment, the warships in the clouds and the dragon-headed warships that were already hundreds of nautical miles away opened fire at the same time. Hundreds of "Magical Annihilation Cannons" and "High-Energy Plasma Cannons" opened fire at the same time, traversing hundreds of miles across the sky and bombarding the First Alliance Fleet of Sunrise Lightwell and the armed cargo ships.
The First Alliance Fleet was also ready. A total of twelve magic towers appeared above the sea, either directly resisting the cannons or using magic to distort them. The Magical Annihilation Cannons equipped with these magic towers also opened fire at the same time, mercilessly counterattacking the ships. The main cannons of the two battleships of the Alliance Fleet even let out a deafening roar. 18 "Holy Spirit Annihilators" opened fire at the same time, the neutron shells that were as tall as three people poured towards the warships in the clouds at an astonishing speed of more than Mach 80.
At the same time, the vertical launch devices of all the warships were opened to the greatest extent. Nearly a hundred missiles rose into the sky, leaving trails of smoke and flames in the air.
At the same time, Garcia Farren also saw that in the clouds, the warships in the clouds and the dragon-headed warships had a large number of soldiers jumping down from the sky. There were tens of thousands of them, and all of them walked directly on the sea. In the monstrous waves, they charged towards the First Alliance Fleet as if they were walking on flat ground.
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