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"Interesting way to put it," said Keynes. "Looks like it's somewhat similar to what we call the 'World Essence'. Actually, the Dark Gods represent the origin of the world and do not conflict with your faith. How about joining us? "If you become a part of the dark camp, your mother will no longer have to worry about you being killed. Soon, we will attack the Grace Mainland and fight for the control of the entire plane, destroying all of those Light Faction players. At that time, you can take control of the entire continent." Keynes offered extremely tempting terms, but it was Werther he faced.

Werther smiled. "There's already been more than one person who has spoken to me on such conditions. It's a pity that I can't agree to it." Keynes asked, "You won't agree to such a generous offer. Alright, you can set the price yourself. As long as I can fulfill it, I will agree to your conditions." Werther said, "My condition?" It was very simple! I want the gods to stop enslaving life, to stop it from being destroyed, to stop fighting because of faith. As long as you can do that, I'll promise you! " Keynes sneered, "The power of faith is the life of the gods. If you want the gods to give up spreading their faith, it's better to just kill them!" It looks like there is no hope for our cooperation. "

Werther said, "That's right. If you want to spread faith and enslave life, I want to bridge the gap between different faiths and achieve a great agreement. Although it's not the exact opposite, at least at the current stage, we can't become allies." "What the gods do is to bridge the gap between the faiths. As long as all living beings believe in the darkness, they can enjoy peace and share in the glory of the gods," Keynes said. Werther shook his head and said, "All beings are equal. Whether it is the gods or the humans, even the ones with the lowest memory are living beings in my eyes. Their nature is no different from your so-called god who is high and mighty, and the gods have no right to enslave them, let alone drive them for their own gain."

Keynes's face finally darkened. He said coldly, "It seems that you are not only a deity blasphemer, but a god exterminator. You even dare to say such outrageous words!?" Alright, I understand that your salvation is useless now. Just calmly wait for the judgement of the gods! Soros! Derek! " With that, two figures appeared from the darkness. One of them was Derek, and the other was Soros, the dark demigod that Werther had never met before. When Werther had injured him in the competition arena in the Dawn City, Soros had rescued Eva, but only today did they have the chance to face off against each other.

Kill him!" Soros was a white-haired old man with a magic staff. He exchanged a glance with Derek and attacked. With a wave of his hand, Soros sent out the dark magic spell 'Dark Explosion'. Dozens of large black fireballs flew towards Werther, and he then recited an incantation. Nine huge phantoms quickly gathered around him. Derek turned into a blur, shooting towards Werther with sword light mixed in. His swordsmanship was clearly biased towards the Assassin division, extremely ruthless, and somewhat despicable, which was very different from his personality. Even his sword light was black, and did not reflect any light.

At the same time, the Great Clan Elder looked at the opened spatial tunnel and shouted with a loud voice, "Using our souls and fresh blood as a guide, summon our gods to descend and lead us to the glory of eternity. "Space Gate, open!" A burst of explosive power burst out, setting off a violent elemental hurricane. Eva who was presiding over this magic array, offered her most devout prayers to the gods, and her strength was almost completely absorbed by the magic array, being flipped over by the huge whirlwind. The Great Elder waved his hand to confine her source of battle power and sneered, "Eva, do you think I don't know that you secretly went to find Werther to save Bicky? Now that the gods are about to descend, I will imprison you so that you will not defile the true Gods! " Astonished and anxious, Eve was swallowed up by a black hole, no more sound.

This was an independent space jointly opened by the dark gods, bestowed upon the Dark Council, specifically used to connect the Dark Divine Region to the last stronghold of the Grace Mainland. As this was an independent space, and also had countless magic arrays set up by the gods of darkness, if the dark gods were to descend, they would be restricted by the laws of the plane, so being able to use 30% of their power was already an extremely terrifying thing. The dark elements in the spatial passageway churned unceasingly, forming a large, unstable vortex of energy. With the altar of darkness at the center, the entire Temple of Darkness was plunged into a powerful and chaotic storm, shaking endlessly.

Werther and the other two Demigod rank experts were facing each other. Seeing this scene, Werther was greatly shocked. With a flash of golden light, Tian Que Sword appeared in his hands. With a wave of his sword, tens of thousands of golden sword Qis scattered in all directions, immediately shattering Derek's Shadow Sword and destroying Soros' Dark Explosion Spell. At the same time, nine dragon-shaped shadows formed and Soros shouted, "Dark Dragon King Wave!" Each of them was equivalent to a Saint level expert in strength, and they used a move that would accompany the enemy and kill them. Using a tremendous amount of energy, they exploded at the same time, catching all the masters below the semi-god level off guard, causing them to be seriously injured.

Werther refused to take it head-on. He immediately turned into a golden sword aura, moving through the air and avoiding the pursuit of the nine black dragons. With a flash of sword light, the tip of the sword was pointed at Soros' throat. Soros showed no fear, and laughed, "Brat, you hurt me last time in Klein, so there's finally a chance for revenge. Although you are Bicky's son, I can't not follow the orders of the Great Elder. "The Dark Hell!" Werther's vision went black, as if he had really fallen into hell. However, there were no living beings or objects here. There was only darkness, boundless darkness. He calmly calculated that this was definitely Soros' incarnation of the Realm of the Gods. He mustn't mess around, otherwise the enemy would take advantage of this situation.

The Eight Trigrams Doll in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "Werther!" Take out your strength, don't tangle with them anymore. I feel an extremely powerful energy descending into this space, it seems like the dark god has truly descended. If you don't leave now, it'll be too late! " Werther replied: "I feel it too! "But I can't go yet. I've already planned everything thoroughly, and have failed to achieve my goal. It's such a pity to run away like this!" The Eight Trigrams Doll said, "It's a pity that you can't summon me with your strength. Otherwise, I would be able to help you out a lot." Werther smiled mysteriously. "Not yet, maybe very soon!" "Great Sun Golden Light sariras!" With a cold snort, a golden sariras rose from the top of his head. It brought along an endless cloud of buddhist light, illuminating everything. The boundless darkness that the buddhist light passed through immediately disappeared without a trace, like boiling snow.

His eyes lit up as he returned to the mysterious space. Soros cried out in shock, "How is this possible!?" My Realm of the Gods barrier! " Werther did not say anything, and just as he raised his palm, a golden palm print appeared, piercing through layers of space, and instantly imprinted itself on Soros' body. He did not even have the time to conjure up a defensive spell before Soros suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the ground. Derek, who was hiding in the dark, was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly used his sword Qis to protect Soros and himself. Werther did not care about them, raising his head and looking at the spatial tunnel seriously.

Finally, one of the hooves reached out, then the body of a horse, and finally the head of a lizard. With three arms, they were holding a broadsword, a steel fork, and a sphere of destructive power. Naturally, this was the God of Destruction, Kassel. Without even thinking, Werther brazenly launched an attack. Only a fool would wait for the complete descent of the gods before coming to surround and kill him! However, just as his sword light rose, Grand Elder Keynes, who had a stern expression, blocked his way. He raised his destructive scepter, which he claimed to be on par with the Holy Emperor's scepter of light, and said to Werther, "Destroy!"

In an instant, Werther felt a strange power wrap around him, as if he was forsaken by the rules of this world and could only walk the path of destruction. This situation was completely different from the divine technique that Poseidon had used not long ago. It was just that the caster was different. As soon as his voice fell, one of Werther's arms suddenly exploded. It was still a mass of blood fog. Werther snorted dejectedly, and under the Great Elder's disbelieving eyes, the area above his elbow suddenly grew back. He then shook Tian Que's hand. "Big Luo Sword Qi!" With a slight tremble, a thin yet undetectable stream of sword Qi tore through the air. Werther dived into it, and in the next moment, he appeared behind Keynes.

Although it was still impossible for Werther to build a spatial tunnel out of thin air, it was no challenge for him to move freely in a short distance while tearing space apart. The long sword was pointed directly at the Great Elder's back. Everywhere the sword passed, strange sounds like the roar of wind and thunder could be heard. It was fast to the extreme. Fast! Fast! Fast! There was only one word: fast! Astonishment flashed in Keynes's eyes. With his strength, he couldn't dodge this sword at all, but he didn't need to. The Crown of Darkness above his head hung a long black rope, intertwining to form a black net of light that protected him. However, Werther had channeled his strength and struck out. Strength was contained but not vomited, only exploding out when he encountered an obstacle!

Crack! With a light sound, the defensive barrier created by the Dark Crown and the sword light collided more than ten thousand times in an instant. The tremendous force actually sent Keynes flying! He tried his best to stabilize himself in the air, but his chest was stuffy. It was at this moment that he realized, aghast, that this lucky grandson of his actually had a power that exceeded his own! It was like the power of a god! The power of a single sword strike ? was so great that it could reach the heavens!