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Chapter 109: Crying War(2/2)

The God of Justice and Axiom fell to the ground, wailing in pain, covering his blind eyes with both hands.

The magic goddess Ms. Mistera was so scared that her face turned pale and hurriedly retreated to the crowd.

"Who else!"

Due to the majestic sound, the gods bowed their heads one after another, and were silent as if they were covered with their eyes. Only Tyr, who was covered with his eyes, let out a faint moan in pain.

During the long silence, the black energy beams enveloped the gods who were greeting their destiny, pulling them toward each other, as if so that ‘Eo’s anger had a concentrated goal.

Feeling the changes in the body, the gods shouted in horror—some because of fear, some because of pain, and some because of...

After all, they are gods who look down on mortals and are not used to being treated like this.

"The stealing of the slabs of fate is the last offense, and you will return them. But first of all, you must pay the price for my thousand-year disappointment!"

Bain stood there, struggling to resist the terrible energy beam.

Suddenly, these harsh energy burst out with dazzling blue flames, biting the body of the King of Darkness.

In pain, He vaguely saw Mistral who was also rebelling, with an indescribable crazy smile on his face.

The energy beam wrapped around Bann, and the extent of his pain was probably the pain girl Lauvita could imagine and endure it.

After endless torture, the gods are like a group of lambs to be slaughtered, entangled by energy beams and tied tightly together.

No one dared to resist, no one...

With a long and short silence, the gods found that they could finally move and think again.

And fear...

The fear they are familiar with.

Finally, Talos, the God of Storm, barely spoke, His voice was faint and hoarse, each word came from a horror pump:

"Is it over like this?...Is it the only thing that's it?"

"it's over?……"

The ancient god of death, Yege, with a faint hoarseness, "It's far from over, it can never end..."

Gradually, the whisper of the Secretary of Death turned into bitter self-deprecation, and even He was silent.

The temple disappeared.

The bound gods found that they were looking at their most feared faces:

Chaos, life, love, indifference... In a trance, every God saw his own destruction...

"That's just to let you taste my anger. Now, start drinking it!"

A voice that no one had ever heard scattered all over the place—it was the screams of the gods!

The magic goddess Mistral, she found herself rolled into a chaotic and weird vortex, and she struggled to gain some control.

She was stripped of her divine nature, and the process was unbearable pain.

All the gods suffer the same fate.

All the gods, except Heim, were expelled from the kingdoms of the gods.

After a while, Mistral woke up in the land of the continent of Feren.

She found that her appearance was only the original body, and her body was a mass of substance that emitted blue light.

"You must obtain a body." The voice of God, "Ao" echoed in the blue light consciousness.

"You must possess yourself in mortals and live like mortals. In this way, maybe you will learn to cherish the things you took for granted in the past. Enjoy it, experience the life and pain of mortals in person, and understand the responsibilities of being a god...what is it!"

In the vast wilderness, Mistral was left alone.

The pale blue flame swayed in the strong wind, as if it would be extinguished at any time...

From a distance, she looked so desolate and helpless.

At altitudes in the kingdoms, the guardian god Heim witnessed the exile of the gods. Although his wounds were still bleeding, unlike other gods, He maintained his image of his usual appearance in the realm:

A tall warrior wearing steel armor and an iron guard with an Eternal Guardian on it.

In Heim's clear eyes, with a hint of unfaithful sorrow, He turned to face behind him a dark cloud covering his own rhythm.

"Then what is my punishment...? My Lord?"

The long silence...

After 'Eo' answered, Heim nodded slowly and heavily, and the answer he got was not so unexpected.

At this moment, He is like a soulless body, his empty eyes looking around the empty temple.

I don't know how long it took.
Chapter completed!
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