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The faces that had returned to the Cold Prince's clothes screamed at the same time as the Cold Prince. Every face was the same as the Cold Prince's terrifying face!
"You're living in a ridiculous world ruled by someone else, yet you don't even realize it. You're lucky that you're able to witness the arrival of a god from another world!" the Cold Prince opened his mouth and sucked something into his mouth.
The masks hanging on his body did the same thing. They were madly devouring as if they were absorbing all the resentment in the world into his body!
A ghastly red glow enveloped the Cold Prince. His body began to grow. His bones began to creak. Perhaps it was not growing, but it felt like something was trying to break out of his tiny body!
Mofan saw black-red flesh that did not look human burrowing out of the Cold Prince's body. The Cold Prince's skin had completely broken open. It was hard to imagine the monster hiding inside was almost ten meters tall. It was at least seven times bigger than the Cold Prince's original size!
"So it's a monster," Mofan sneered as he looked at the thing that the Cold Prince had broken out of his shell.
"Sometimes, I'm so envious of you. You're always so ignorant. Sometimes, ignorance can be bliss … Do you know the true origin of the Cold Prince?" The Cold Prince's voice did not change much, but he was now ten meters tall. Two horns had grown out of his forehead, and a lantern-like eye between the horns was emitting a murderous glow that was completely different from the other two eyes.
"There's no need for me to be interested in the story of a monster that is about to die." Mofan gathered two kinds of flames. The Soul Shadow of the Flame Belle Empress appeared behind him. The sacred flames spread across the place, forcing every Underworld creature within a kilometer to back away!
"Osiris wanted to kill Khonsu. The cunning Khonsu used the Triangle Dimensional Mirror to escape her punishment. She had harmed countless people. Aren't the rulers of the world the same as Khonsu? How many of their actions are more noble than Khonsu's? The first Cold Prince was the servant who broke the Triangle Dimensional Mirror. He was not praised, but despised by the world. The rulers were disgusting, but the people were not worthy of pity, either. They treated ignorance as righteousness, and blindly believed in the ruler's words of peace and tranquility. [Love ↑ go △ little ↑ say △ w]
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Did you know, that's what the shepherds told their livestock before they slaughtered them? More importantly, I can't believe that someone like you is willing to protect such a twisted world at all costs. I'm impressed, "the Cold Prince went on.....
"Maybe what you said is only secondary. I'm going to kill you because you disgust me," Mofan did not react to the Cold Prince's world-toppling ideology.
To be able to become a Red Archbishop, how could he gather so many scoundrels if he did not have the ability to convince others? Every Red Archbishop had to be a genius among scoundrels. Among the scoundrels, there was a voice transmission that could make evil deeds seem like salvation. If one were to use common logic to understand, they would often find that what they said made sense. Little did they know that they were only grasping at the simplest of human hearts — selfishness and greed!
"You don't believe me?" The Red Cardinal looked down at Mofan. His eerie face was filled with a fake smile.
"What's the point of saying so much?" Mofan remained unmoved. His demon blood was still awakening. There was no need for him to make a move now. Besides, the Cold Prince had no intention of running away. The battle had to end with the Red Cardinal's death, unless the Cold Prince was strong enough to take him on!
"I can prove it to you," the Cold Prince said.
"You call yourself the God of Death. Not long ago, I beat the crap out of a guy who called himself the God of Death in Greece. I wonder if the god you're talking about can withstand my fist?" Mofan slowly raised his fist. The demon flames within a kilometer gathered instantly and turned into a blinding light on Mofan's wrist!
"The first Cold Prince is infamous for his sins. The power of faith he gathered is the strongest power I've ever seen. I'm the real God of Death!" the Cold Prince yelled.
The real God of Death?
The world referred to anything that brought death, fear, and no one could defeat as the God of Death. There were plenty of Gods of Death, but most of them were just lunatics like the Cold Prince, who possessed some kind of evil power and thought they could destroy everything!
It was obvious that the Cold Prince was most proud of the power of faith he gathered. The monster with three horns and three eyes that had broken out of his shell was what he admired the most. It was his most fervent evil faith. He claimed that the God of Death had descended and possessed him!
Everything was very simple!
Mofan was going to crush the God of his faith with his own power!
He was going to use the hatred of the world as the source of his power to obtain endless faith. He was going to describe a special power of the Curse Element that no one knew about, and use complicated logic to cover up the ridiculous truth.
The power of the Curse Element was still the power of the Curse Element. Gods were called gods because they were undefeatable, but today, Mofan was going to crush it with a single punch. Not only was he going to crush the Cold Prince, he was going to crush the beliefs of every villainous person who worshipped evil gods in history!
The gods they worshipped were nothing but weaklings!
They would be punished for the sins they had committed!
The world after death that they believed in, if it really existed, would be a hell where their souls would never be reincarnated!
…
The demon flames had reached their limits. They needed a place to vent the enormous energy. Mofan's tolerance and hatred for the Cold Prince had reached its limit. It was disgusting to let a scourge like him stay in this world for even a second longer!
"Demon Light Fist!"
A fiery glow that was as bright as the sun tore through the dim sky. Heatwaves rolled across the sky like a tsunami, engulfing the army of the Underworld like a Calamity Fire, burning away all the filth in the area!
The Soul Shadow of the Goddess of Fire had granted the demon Mofan the strongest Fire Element. The Fire Element within a hundred kilometers obeyed his command. The ground cracked open as he threw a punch forward. Thousands of scorching pillars of fire soared into the dark sky and parted the sky of the Squaretrek Plain that had been obscured for a long time!
Lava and volcanic ash danced wildly in the air. They intertwined into a destructive web of flames. No matter how fast the Cold Prince moved across the Squaretrek Plain, he had no chance of dodging the Fire of Punishment.
Thousands of fire pillars and fire cages were cast into the sky, as if a purgatory of fire had been moved to the mortal world. The undead within a kilometer were burning rapidly under the scorching heat. Even the Commander-level undead were not spared after being struck by the fire pillars and lava. They were turned into ashes like insects crawling on the ground!
The undead within a kilometer fled for their lives when they realized there was a great demon in the area. Unfortunately, Mofan had no patience for the Cold Prince, not even for a second. It also meant the undead nearby were caught in the crossfire.
Mo Fan did not purposely control his demon flames. He was here to kill the Cold Prince, but he would not show any mercy to these greedy creatures of the Underworld, either. It just so happened that he needed enough Soul Remnants and Soul Essences to repay the demon's demand!
"Oh my God …"
"They … they're all dead?"
"Is that … is that Master Cold Prince that was knocked flying?"
Ten kilometers away, on the Great Wall, both the people of the Black Vatican and the soldiers guarding the Great Wall had witnessed the Heavenly Flames and the destructive force of the punch. Every undead within a kilometer was dead. How strong was the demon exactly?
The flames dispelled the vast aura of death and intimidated the mighty Underworld army. The more the Boundless Flame burned these things mercilessly, the more hope the people guarding the place felt.
They had risked their lives to stand here. If they still couldn't protect their loved ones and evacuate the residents, it would be such an unbearable and insignificant sacrifice. It would be such a sad fact. Who would be willing to accept the fact that they couldn't do anything even if they died???
The Magic Fire Beacons were still burning, which meant that everyone's will to fight would not be extinguished. The demonic fire that had swept across a kilometer and burned the terrifying Underworld creatures into ashes like rice straws was the driving force that had gradually weakened the flames of war, which suddenly intensified and burned everyone's chests!
Since they were ready to sacrifice themselves, they should not die a dull death. They had to let the flames fall from the sky, brilliant and scorching, so the whole world could see it.
They did not need to be timid or doubtful, either. Even if they had lived for decades, they would regret not turning their lives into the inextinguishable flames of the Magic Fire Beacons, so that the Great Wall could last for one more second!
"Mofan, leave it to us. We have to send that asshole, the Cold Prince, to Hell!" Zhao Manyan saw Mofan burning fiercely among the undead army. He had never been so passionate and fearless in the past twenty years!
The experience would surely leave him with pride for the rest of his life. There were many people on the Great Wall who were weaker than Zhao Manyan, yet he still believed it.
The Black Vatican must be destroyed!
The Great Wall will never fall!
The light of the Magic Fire Beacons will never be extinguished!
…
Mo Fan's murderous aura and flames lingered in the air. Every punch he threw would bring unstoppable destruction to the Fire Element. The enormous monster that claimed to believe in the power of evil was completely submerged by Mo Fan's aura. It seemed to prove Mo Fan's words, "I've just beaten the crap out of a guy who claims to be the God of Death of Greece. How many punches can you take from me?"
The God of Death?
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