( .)     “A God of Light is even brighter than God of Light, you believer is really awesome. (Search and Reading House…)”

Under the golden light, the black sky and the black earth were shattered. After being jointly created by Wang Wu and the God of Darkness, the dream god kingdom at the realm level could not even maintain its existence under the light.

Wang Wu now has the throne of the Dark God, but he does not have the strength of a god. The Kingdom of God has not yet been refined and sublimated. The original Kingdom of God of Dark God has been swallowed up by chaos. Therefore, it is not uncommon to have a quality that is inferior to humans.

What's strange is that a person who should have died thirty years ago actually survived death and had such a level of strength...

This destined that she had only two possibilities, one was the protagonist template, and the other was the Valley Hero.

Could Clothier be the protagonist? When she lost to Sister Sasha thirty years ago, she missed the protagonist.

"So, Your Highness, the Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings, please lie down honestly."

The flames on the cursed demon sword began to cheer.

Clotil lowered the tip of the sword.

"The remnants of the Dark God, accept the sanctions of light."

"Tsk, the ex-God of Light you believe in has long been a human body. The current God of Light is our girlfriend. Speaking of which, you are a fool who is rude to your boss's boyfriend. The pussy is the real remnant!"

However, Clotil didn't hear what Wang Wu was saying at all. His eyes, as bright as gems, did not reveal any human emotions.

“…It’s a waste of saliva.”

The black magic sword flew out of his hand and stabbed the sky like a flying knife. Such a simple and direct attack is tantamount to a master at the field level. However, facing the black magic sword, Clotil frowned slightly.

Clothier, who has lost his human rationality, now only has faith in gods and fighting instinct. And with rich practical experience, she can easily judge that although the power of the black magic sword is powerful, the attack method is too simple, and as long as she tilts her body slightly, she can avoid it safely.

The problem is to avoid it.

Behind him is the divine light from the kingdom of heaven. If you walk away from the ladder of God, the cursed demon sword will pierce into the divine light like a bamboo shoot, hurting the body of the kingdom of God.

That is a blasphemy that must not be allowed!

So in the face of the impact of the cursed magic sword, Clotil moved the magic sword away, blocking the shield in front of him and facing him head-on.

The black magic sword collided head-on with the golden shield, and the rushing force of the magic sword was blocked in an instant, just as time stopped. Although he maintained a rushing posture, he could no longer move forward.

Clothier firmly held the shield, his slender arms remained motionless like stone sculptures. Only a layer of ripples on the surface of the golden shield showed the effect of the attack.

A circle of ripples, that's all. The shield does not move at all. After a moment of stagnation, the cursed magic sword was shocked by the recoil force. The sword blade flowed like a wave of water and could break open at any time.

Faced with this situation, Wang Wu lowered his head deeply: "I always feel like I've walked on the wrong map. Although it's common to challenge higher-level challenges, I seem to see a skull next to her avatar."

The Dark God also felt depressed and heavy: "Although this guy...has not entered the divine realm, his strength in illusion is definitely no less than that of a god."

"Huh? You're still there. I thought you flew out with the Demon Sword just now."

"...This is not the problem worth paying attention to now, right? Be careful, her attack has arrived!"

Clothier's left shield blocked the flying sword, and then his arm shook. The shield seemed to be sticky, and flew the magic sword to the side, while the divine sword in his right hand swept across.

Clotil and Wang Wu are at least several hundred meters apart. Of course, the magic sword cannot cut the opponent, and it cannot break the space either.

When Wang Wu subconsciously threw the Dark God in front of him as a shield for defense, Clotil's real killer move had already been activated.

The saint who saves all living beings is not good at aggressive magic. Even when facing the dark god believers who are extremely sinful, she can only take one illusion.

The essence of illusion is deception. As a clergyman, Clotil does not reject deception methods. She now holds a sword and shield, and her main weapon is a sharp divine sword. But in fact, she does not understand sword skills at all. The divine sword is just in its shape. Everything is just to confuse her opponents and allow her to release the illusion smoothly.

And she has only one illusion: the dream of heaven.

Because she does not need to master more illusions, the dream of heaven that saves all living beings can do everything, and can also be used to punish blasphemers.

The magic sword danced, the sky and the earth changed color, and the tiny holes in the dark sky seemed to be penetrated by some magic gun jade pillar. They suddenly opened up. The black clouds covering the sky were swept into the air in an instant, and the golden light was everywhere, sprinkling the earth.

Every corner of the Dark Kingdom of God groaned in pain, and as the Lord of the Kingdom of God, Wang Wu suffered an unprecedented backlash, and every inch of his body seemed to be burning.

Such great pain would have been a long time since ordinary people had been mentally broken, but as an artificial human, he had been trained by the old one-eyed person. Wang Wu's tolerance to pain was inhuman. Although cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead and blood was also coming out of his mouth, his body was still motionless.

"Tsk, is this the feeling of burning desire?"

The Dark God said incredibly: "It's now, do you still have the intention to joke?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? If you go to the wrong map, you have to run away from the corpse. This is common sense."

The Dark God grabbed Wang Wu's collar: "This is not like what you can say, right? Don't you dare to challenge it? Don't you even take the Chaos God seriously? How can you be scared by a mere Clothier?"

"Well, as the protagonist, you must have the courage to face any danger and not bow your head. Giving up now means that the book has been broken. So, God of Darkness, sacrifice for a better future."

As he said that, Wang Wu hugged the Dark God from behind.

"...Wait, what do you want to do!?" The Dark God was shocked and thought that it would be fine if he was purified by Clotil, but if he had to be purified by Wang Wu before his death, that would be called dying with his eyes closed!

Wang Wu blinked: "Get together."

The Dark God was crying and tears: "You, do you want to be so exaggerated? Is this the only thing in your mind when death is about to come? And if you don't use Yinshuang, why do you have to use me?"

"You are becoming more and more inexplicable. I am the current Dark God, with an orthodox divine character. The qualification to control the dark divine power, and you are the former Dark God, with the wisdom and experience of the main god level. Only when we fight together can we exert the maximum combat power. This principle should be very simple."

"…What you mean by fusion is this?"

"Or what do you think it is?" Wang Wucheng asked for advice.

The Dark God was disgraceful and angry: "..."

"Or if you feel repulsive about the fusion, then I can only change my way. There are many tricks of sacrifice and self-destruction in the dark magic. It is better for me to turn your sacrifice into experience points, so that I should be able to upgrade to several levels."

"Then it's better to be aligned..."

Of course, there would be no behavior in the fusion of Wang Wu and the Dark God. Wang Wu held the little girl in his arms, but gave in to the dominance of the current kingdom of God.

Although he never hesitates when bullying the Dark God, objectively speaking, as the former main god, the little girl is far superior to King Wu in terms of combat experience. Although the Dark God is only a simplified version of the peak era, he is still a god. Wang Wu has made rapid progress and has been on the throne of gods, but he has no experience of a real god-level battle. When facing Clotil's great magic technique of destroying the world, he still has more effort.

The Dark God was held in Wang Wu's arms, and the latter's powerful heartbeat came. At the same time, Wang Wu even sent all the power of the Dark God Kingdom over without reservation.

"...You really trust me."

The Dark God was a little surprised by Wang Wu's generosity. At this moment, she had all the power of Wang Wu, and it was very likely to get rid of Wang Wu's control with the wisdom of the main god. This should be a great adventure for Wang Wu, right?

Although this trust was not encouraged in the doctrine of the Dark Church in the age of the Dark God, the little girl still sighed in her heart: It seems that this guy is useless.

However, Wang Wu quickly spoke up.

"As the saying goes, a man dies for his confidant, God of Darkness, as your confidant, I have done everything I can, and it's your next step."

"Do I go and die!"

The angry dark god unceremoniously grabbed a lot of divine power from the heart behind him.

The faith of millions of believers condensed and changed in her hands, and was also to control divine power. The Dark God's technique was thousands of times more clever than that of Wang Wu.

In terms of absolute power, Clothier has the upper hand, but she is only a servant of the God of Light after all. She has first entered the divine realm, and even she herself has not realized her strength. Such an opponent, as early as the age of the gods, had been killed by the Dark God, and the differences in power are simply insignificant.

As the magic arts were formed, war broke out in countless corners, and the counterattack from the Dark God was in all directions. The disappeared dark aura was resurrected little by little. The light from the sky was gradually driven back, and dark clouds swept across the sky again.

It is simply a replica of the situation just now. The power of darkness is unstoppable, and Clothier retreats step by step.

"Haha, poor mortals, stepping into the realm of God is just the starting point. If you want to fight with me, go back and practice for another thousand years!"

The Dark God laughed wildly and rolled up the dark clouds, completely cutting off the retreat of the light.

Between heaven and earth, there is only Clotil, who has no time to retreat, like a lonely lighthouse in a storm, emitting the last light of life.

In a desperate situation, Clotil was not panicked at all. The sword and shield in his hand continued to dance, trying to win the last glimmer of vitality.

"Mortal, I'm tired of playing, go to die."

The Dark God said, calling out black lightning from the sky and penetrated Clothier's chest - the Aegis did not have time to react.

It is the same simple and direct trick as Wang Wu's throwing the magic sword, but it turns into magic in the hands of the Dark God, making contributions in one fell swoop.

Clothier was injured and was on the verge of death, but for the first time she smiled on her face.

"The dream of heaven has just begun..."

After saying that, the light faded away. (Welcome to your support, my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!