"This familiar aura, as well as that terrifying Slaughter Force …" Ye Futian muttered.
In the Golden Sun City, in a church of the Sun King, several Sun Priests in golden robes looked up in a direction in the distance. "Something happened to the Son of Slaughter."
"This terrifying slaughter power … I'm afraid it's not just a simple Son of Slaughter this time …"
An elderly man with a face full of wrinkles had a grim expression on his face. At this moment, he also looked into the distance and said, "This terrifying power has probably long surpassed the mythological realm and reached the demigod level."
"The Slaughter Blood of the God of Slaughter has been unified!"
A priest of the Sun King said with an ashen face.
"Don't worry."
Someone said in a low voice. His face looked gloomy, but he could barely maintain his composure. "It doesn't look like he's coming for us."
"He's heading towards the desert, the direction of the Adil Empire."
"It looks like he's looking for that Highness!"
The few Sun Priests looked in the direction where Doron had gone. They remained silent for a long time before they finally spoke.
The few High Priests present were not too surprised by this outcome.
It was too normal.
In the desert, that prince of the Adil Empire was using the God name of none other than the God of Massacre.
The God's name was the God of Slaughter. To some extent, this meant that he was aiming for the Godhood of the God of Slaughter. He was about to challenge the authority of the God of Slaughter in an attempt to kick the God of Slaughter off the throne and seize the Authority of Slaughter.
Any member of the Massacre Church or Son of Slaughter would definitely fight him to the death after knowing this. If there was a chance, they would immediately go up and kill him.
As the heir of the God of Slaughter, in theory, the Son of Slaughter had the opportunity to inherit all the authority of the God of Slaughter and become the God of Slaughter in the future.
In other words, the final Son of Massacre was also a backup of the God of Massacre. As long as he could overcome some problems, he would have the chance to inherit the God of Massacre's authority and become the new God of Massacre.
Therefore, Adil, a demigod who chose the God of Massacre as his name, naturally became a thorn in the side of the Son of Massacre. If there was a chance, he would never let Adil live.
Hence, at this moment, the few priests of the Sun King were not surprised at all by the whereabouts of the Divine Son of Massacre.
"What should we do?"
A Sun King's priest's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he seemed to be a little hesitant. "Do we bring the Sun Divine Weapon to the Adil Empire to help that Highness according to the agreement, or …?"
"Help? Why do you need help? "
Another priest said coldly, "Whether it's that Highness or this Son of Slaughter, their strength has reached the level of a demigod. In this world, apart from each other, it can be said that no one can rival them …"
"Under normal circumstances, we can't do anything when facing these two."
"But now, they actually want to kill each other. Why don't we let them kill each other?"
He said coldly with a sneer on his face. "Let the two demigods fight there, and we will arrive later. In the end, no matter who wins or loses, we will have the chance to help …"
"You mean?"
One of the priests was stunned, and at this moment, he said with some uncertainty.
"Wouldn't it be better to take advantage of the time when they are fighting each other and both sides are injured to directly take them down?"
That priest continued, "As long as we get rid of these two demigods, our plan will be more successful, and the reincarnation of my Lord will be able to grow more smoothly. We won't be in such a passive situation like this …"
"What do you guys think?"
He looked at the Sun Priests around him and finally spoke.
Hearing his words, the people around him nodded silently.
Anyway, it was impossible for them to help, but it was possible for them to attack from behind.
As the church left behind by the Sun King, their position would always be in the Sun King's perspective.
And in this era where the gods had yet to fully recover, whether it was Adil or the newly born Son of Slaughter, they were too powerful.
If they could kill both of them in one fell swoop through this fight between the two of them, and get rid of the only two demigods in the world, then their future path would undoubtedly be much smoother.
At this moment, after sensing the movement of the Son of Slaughter, there would definitely be a lot of people who had the same thoughts as the Sun King Church.
Except for a few people, most people were full of malice towards this fight that was about to begin, and they could not wait for the two of them to die together.
Unfortunately, the truth often did not change according to anyone's will.
How it should happen would only happen in the end.
Doron walked to the center of the Adil Empire in Silence.
He strolled in the Adil Empire, and at this moment, his territory expanded outwards, covering the entire Adil Empire in an instant.
Through his authority power and his extremely terrifying perceptive ability, he could hear the prayers that were ringing in the entire Adil Empire all the time.
At this time, it had been 40 to 50 years since Adil became a demigod and ignited his godfire.
In these years, with the rapid development of the Adil Empire, churches of the God of Slaughter were constantly built in the Adil Empire. At this moment, there was a large number of believers in the country.
Almost every moment, in this huge empire, there were a large number of believers praying to the God of Slaughter, Adil, and praying for his power and protection.
And these prayers to the God of Massacre had a different feeling to Doron at this moment.
"It's a good faith, a good foundation …"
Walking through the entire Adil Empire and feeling the prayers that were almost everywhere, Doron was not angry. Instead, a smile appeared on his face. "When I get rid of the false gods here, I'll receive the faith directly …"
He looked at the surrounding scenery and felt the prayers almost everywhere in the empire. At this moment, a sincere smile appeared on his face.
The preaching of the gods was a very difficult thing to do.
Even for a mature god, it was still a very difficult task to start preaching in a place and develop a majestic faith. It required a long period of management and courage to do so.
This was the case for a mature god, let alone a demigod who had just become a demigod.
Having just defeated the other Sons of Slaughter and stepped into the realm of demigods, Doron was about to face the matter of spreading believers. He needed to find a place to spread his faith and obtain his own believers.
In Doron's opinion, everything in the Adil Empire was just right.
In the Adil Empire, the faith of the God of Slaughter had been spreading for decades. At this moment, it had flourished and developed to a very large scale.
As a backup of the God of Slaughter, as long as Doron defeated Adil, then forcibly seized the rule of the Adil Empire and directly took away the believers that Adil had developed, he could directly seize everything that Adil had developed over the past decades and directly have a large number of believers.
With these large number of believers and some things left behind by the God of Slaughter, he believed that he would soon be able to truly embark on the path to godhood, truly inherit the authority of the God of Slaughter, and become a new generation of God of Slaughter.
"You came much slower than I thought …" A voice sounded not far away, and at this moment, it accurately reached Doron's ears.
Hearing this voice, Doron paused and then turned to look into the distance.
In the distance, an extremely familiar figure stood there quietly. At this moment, that figure was standing not too far away and was looking at him.
It was an extremely handsome young man wearing a loose white robe. His long hair draped over his shoulders and his face was handsome to the extreme, reaching a state of perfection. At this moment, his eyes were calm as he calmly stared at Ye Futian, staring at him.
From this young man's body, a Massacre Power that was similar to Doron's, but somewhat different at the same time, rose and slowly spread in all directions. At this moment, it condensed into a similarly terrifying Massacre Domain, shrouding the entire Adil Empire in an instant.
"Have you been standing here for a long time?"
Looking at Adil in the distance, Doron was a little surprised, but he didn't mind. He just stood there and smiled. "You spread your divine domain and enveloped this entire Empire. Are you afraid that I will do something to your Empire?"
"If that's the case, then I can tell you that you don't have to worry about this …"
"Because after I kill you in a while, this Empire will be mine …"
He smiled and looked at Adil. It seemed like he was quite confident in himself.
"I've never said that."
Adil's expression was calm. At this moment, he looked at Doron and said indifferently, "I'm just afraid that you will take the initiative to escape later. If that happens, it will be very troublesome to catch you again."
Immediately, Doron was stunned.
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