In the sky above the Adil Empire, two figures were still standing.
It was different from the thoughts of many of the Church's priests who were observing the area with all sorts of worries in their minds.
At this moment, as he sensed the changes in Doron's body, Adil's expression was very calm and didn't seem to change much at all.
His expression was calm. At this moment, his long black hair hung down, and the silver longsword in his hand was firm and unsheathed. His entire body stood tall and straight in mid-air. His gaze calmly looked ahead, and it seemed that there was no change in him at all.
The changes in Doron's body didn't seem to affect him at all. Even his gaze and expression didn't change in the slightest.
His calmness surprised Doron. At this moment, he opened his mouth and revealed a mouthful of sharp teeth. He revealed a sinister smile. "You don't seem to be afraid."
"Isn't my current appearance scary enough? Or is it that my current strength is not strong enough to make you feel fear? "
He stood in mid-air and stood opposite Adil. He spoke to Adil in front of him. His entire body seemed very deformed, and at this moment, he was gradually approaching the form of the God of Massacre.
In fact, at this moment, in Adil's senses, Doron's human aura had almost disappeared. At this moment, the essence of Doron's body was extremely close to that of the God of Massacre. It could be said that he was almost no different from the God of Massacre.
To a certain extent, although Doron seemed to be that person, in fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the God of Massacre was wearing Doron's skin and had descended to this place as an incarnation.
"The way you look right now really makes people feel disgusted …"
Adil's expression was calm as he looked at Doron in front of him. At this moment, there was a bit of gold in his eyes, as if there were stars falling and silver moons rising continuously. "After going through so much trouble to kill the other Sons of Massacre and stand out from all the competitors, in the end, in exchange for a chance to become the incarnation of the God of Massacre?"
"Ask yourself honestly. Is the current you what you wanted to be in the beginning?"
His faint words were accompanied by strands of True Spirit Power that were transmitted directly into Doron's mind.
In that instant, Doron was stunned on the spot. His entire body stiffened as if he had recalled something.
He recalled the scene and his initial experience.
It wasn't a very big manor. Although it wasn't very big, it had everything that should be there. It seemed very complete.
In one of the rooms, a young and inexperienced youth was sweating profusely. He silently vowed that one day, he would become outstanding, revitalize his family, and let his name resound throughout the world.
This was his first wish, as well as his dream and goal when he was young.
But no one knew when it started, but he slowly changed.
A drop of golden Slaughter Blood fell from the sky and landed on his body. Then, everything started to change.
On a calm night, a fire spread above the manor and began to burn, setting the entire manor on fire.
In the manor, the servants and masters let out waves of fearful wails, constantly struggling, but in the end, it was of no use at all. They were directly engulfed by the rising sea of fire.
In the corner of the manor, the young Doron had a look of fear and despair. He looked at his relatives and servants constantly struggling in the corner of the manor, holding the torch used to set the fire in his hand.
At the beginning, of course, he struggled in his heart, and there was fear in his heart. But for the sake of the ideals and ambitions in his heart, he still resolutely did this thing.
He used the lives of the people he was most familiar with and closest to in exchange for the initial power.
But thinking about it carefully, looking back from his current height, he recalled those things in the past.
When he was weak, were the things he did really what he wanted to do?
Or rather, when he had just obtained the Slaughter Blood, were the decisions he made himself, or were they made under the influence of the Slaughter Blood?
Doron didn't know.
Similar to what happened in the past, there were many things that happened after that.
After the initial guilt, during the time he traveled in the material world, he experienced many things.
His most beloved lover, his closest companion, and his most trusted follower …
All of these people were pushed into the abyss by him at the last moment, into the territory called death.
And all of this was just in exchange for a little bit of insignificant power, a little bit of the growth of the Slaughter Force, so that he could take a few steps forward on the path of the future.
But from his heart, was he really willing to do this?
"Am I really willing? Am I really willing … "
In the air, Doron's body stiffened. At this moment, he kept muttering to himself, and drops of tears unknowingly flowed down from his eyes.
At this moment, after being stimulated by Adil's True Soul Energy, the True Soul in his body temporarily broke free from the influence of the Blood of Massacre. For the first time, it began to recall its past life experiences and began to reflect on its own mistakes.
As all of this happened, his aura constantly fluctuated. At this moment, the power of his true spirit was faintly rising, and it was about to suppress the influence of the Slaughter Blood for a moment.
But then, as the golden hourglass of blood flickered, the true spirit that struggled to break free was instantly submerged, and Doron's aura stabilized again.
"Yes, I'm willing …"
Standing in the air, he let out a deep sigh. At this moment, he smiled, and tears flowed out of his eyes.
The influence of the Slaughter Blood once again gained the upper hand, and his true spirit was once again submerged. It was affected by the remaining power of the Slaughter God, and it couldn't break free at all.
As all of this happened, not only did his power not decrease, but it instead became even more terrifying as the Slaughter Blood devoured his last bit of self.
At this moment, he seemed to have completely turned into the incarnation of the God of Massacre. The aura on his body was incomparably terrifying, and it began to erupt in this place.
At this moment, his aura rose once again, reaching a new limit from the peak of the Type 6 realm.
Due to various reasons, including the fact that he had not truly ignited his divine fire, he had not advanced to the Type 7 realm and entered the realm of gods.
But at this moment, under the influence of the Slaughter Blood and the Slaughter God's power, his power was definitely not inferior to a Type 7 god. It could be said that he had already reached the limit of the Type 6 realm.
"You didn't take advantage of that opportunity to attack. This was a fatal mistake …"
Standing in place, Doron looked at Adil and let out a deep sigh. At this moment, his eyes were filled with coldness, like an emotionless machine. He looked at Adil coldly, "Now, it's time for you to pay the price for your mistake …"
"It's still come to this …"
Looking at Doron, whose aura had completely changed, Shi Feng's gaze froze. Sighing softly, Adil slowly raised the silver sword in his right hand, and a silver radiance started flickering on it.
An equally pure and powerful Slaughter God's Domain spread out and collided with Doron's God's Domain.
The two God's Domains, which also belonged to the Slaughter God's Domain, collided and intertwined.
At the center of the two God's Domains, two figures collided at the same time.
Bang!
It was as if two worlds had exploded at the same time. At this moment, the two figures intertwined and erupted with terrifying power as they rushed towards each other.
The silver longsword in Adil's hand was raised. At this moment, it seemed to have crossed the concept of time and space in an instant. It fell on Dolon's body in an instant, as if it wanted to cut off his head directly.
As the silver longsword in his hand fell, in an instant, Doron's body exploded. The flesh and blood on his entire body exploded, starting from the most basic cells and starting from the most basic unit, it began to shatter.
Sounds kept ringing out. At this moment, it was as if countless bombs had exploded at the same time, and the sky was covered in blood.
In an instant, it was as if a blood-colored sun had exploded in the sky. The blood-colored radiance enveloped everything in the surroundings, enveloping the entire world within the blood-colored domain.
Terrifying Slaughter Power began to erupt and flash.
Adil stood in mid-air, and at this moment, his aura began to change.
At this moment, at the critical juncture of fighting Doron head-on, his power completely erupted. At this moment, he finally did not hide it at all.
Of course, in fact, he could no longer hide it.
At this moment, Doron had indeed become a puppet of the God of Massacre. From his truesoul to his flesh, there was not an inch of his body that was not occupied by the God of Massacre. He was almost equivalent to an incarnation of the God of Massacre.
But at the same time, after becoming a puppet of the God of Massacre and becoming an incarnation of the God of Massacre, Doron's power had completely risen, directly entering an extremely terrifying level.
With his current power, if Adil did not show his full strength, he might not be a match for him at all.
Therefore, at this moment, he finally stopped holding back.
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