"He's at least at the peak of the Seventh Order, and he's comparable to the Sun King …"
Looking at the Death God standing in front of him, McKaido barely managed to stabilize himself as he spoke.
At that moment, even though he was once a World Guardian, his expression was quite grim.
The Sun King had been powerful enough before, and even though they had attacked repeatedly, they had been unable to do anything to him and had almost been suppressed by him.
If McKaido had not recovered and unleashed his peak power, they would not have been able to do anything to the Sun King.
At that moment, the Death God's power was not inferior to the Sun King's.
Perhaps the strength of this person alone was enough to suppress all of them.
This did not make sense.
The Sun King was the supreme god of the Material World, and his power was undoubtedly the number one among the gods. He had the faith of the entire Material World, so it was understandable that he had that level of power.
However, how could the Death God be so powerful?
In terms of time, he had only reached the Divine level for thousands of years, and his accumulation was far inferior to the Sun King's. Even with the support of the Material World, he should not have such terrifying power.
"Wait …"
McKaido was stunned as he sensed the aura around him, and he suddenly realized something.
"It's not just death, there's also the aura of massacring power …"
His expression was grim, and he suddenly realized, "Not only is he someone who has the Death Authority, but he's also the Massacre God who has the Massacre Authority …"
As his voice fell, the aura of the God of Death began to change.
The aura of death descended inch by inch. At this moment, it was boiling. Then, strands of blood-red color rose continuously.
That was the power of massacring.
Looking at this scene, everyone's faces turned ashen. They finally understood.
If it was just the Death God, he should not have such a terrifying performance.
However, if he had the Massacre Authority, things might not be so certain.
The power of massacring was affected by the environment, and it fluctuated greatly.
In the history of the Material World, when the atmosphere of massacring was strong, the power of the Massacre God was close to that of the Supreme Gods, on par with the Sun King, the Earth Goddess, and other Supreme Gods.
But when the killing atmosphere slowly subsided and the killing power no longer surged, the power of the God of Massacre would also fall to the bottom, and could only be considered an ordinary mid-level Divine Power.
In the past, the God of Death had realized this flaw in the Massacre Authority, which was why he did not choose Massacre as his God Name, and chose Death instead.
However, this didn't mean that the Slaughter Authority that he had grasped no longer existed.
In reality, in the material world, he was never a simple god of death, but a god of death and massacre.
Death was the core, and slaughter was the method.
It was the same at this moment.
At this moment, the entire World of Gods had sunk into an unprecedented massacre.
Be it the Abyss or the physical world, both had undergone unprecedented changes.
Countless Magi slaughtered in the World of Gods, slaughtering the living beings of the World of Gods. All of this created the conditions for the power of massacre to boil.
This was unprecedented chaos, and it was also the time when the power of slaughter was at its peak.
At this crucial moment, the power of the Slaughter Authority would also become unprecedentedly powerful, constantly pushing the God of Death's power to a higher level.
It was precisely because of this that his power was so great, far above that of ordinary gods.
Having thought this through, Garfina and the rest's faces turned ashen.
If they seriously thought about it, this could be considered as shooting themselves in the foot.
If they had not brought an army of Magi to slaughter and plunder in the World of Gods, the God of Death's power would not have grown to this extent.
However, it was too late for him to realize this at this moment.
A faint silver sword light flickered, and the power of death rippled. At this moment, it completely erupted, overriding all the power of laws.
The power of the God of Death slashed forward, pressing forward with an unstoppable and unstoppable force.
This time, the God of Death's target was none other than the Lord of the Fairies.
As one of the two Magi who had first fought against Gaia, the Lord of the Fairies was severely injured, and could not withstand this blow at all.
A faint feeling of palpitation arose in her heart.
A sense of fatal danger emerged.
At this moment, looking at the silver sword slashing towards her, the Lord of the Fairies froze, her mind completely blank.
Everything was about to come to an end.
At this moment, the power of the other Magi had already been suppressed, and they could only watch as the sword slashed down, unable to help at all.
The silver sword slashed down in an instant.
* Bang! *
A faint, light sound erupted.
At the moment when the sword was about to slash down, the silver sword suddenly stopped, completely motionless.
A faint emerald light flickered, and at the critical moment, the power of emerald exploded, lighting up the place.
A fair arm stretched out, and the moment the silver sword was about to slash down, it reached out and grabbed the silver sword.
A terrifying power overflowed, and the unique power of a Level Eight soul erupted. In an instant, it melted the terrifying power of death contained in the sword, dissolving it into nothingness.
When everyone present reacted, the figure of a white-robed youth appeared. He had handsome features and a calm expression. He stood in front of the Lord of the Fairies, and threw the silver sword away.
* Bang! *
A faint, light sound echoed in the air.
The silver sword twirled in the air, then returned to the hand of the God of Death, entrenched in his hand.
Looking at the white-robed youth opposite him, his expression was calm, and his right arm that held the sword slightly clenched, looking a little serious.
"A Supreme Divine Power …"
On the side, Gaia Goddess had a solemn expression as she felt the power of the youth in front of her.
"Emerald Dominator."
Looking at Adil standing in front of the Lord of the Fairies, who had made a move at the critical moment, the Magi could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They knew that the crisis this time could be resolved.
Adil's power was not inferior to that of the God of Death, and might even be above it.
From what they sensed just now, he had already awakened the Light of the Soul and advanced to Level Eight, which was the level of the King of the Sorcerers World.
Although the power of the God of Death was strong, he was only at the peak of Level Seven, close to Level Eight. Compared to a true King, there was still a long way to go.
Even if Adil had just advanced, it would not be a problem for him to take down the opponent.
Suddenly, their spirits were lifted, and hope rose in their hearts.
At this moment, in the distance, a ripple slowly appeared.
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