Gods will not be extinct.￥f,

Even if a fallen god has enough believers to remember His real name and recite His name day and night, one day He will return from the star world and restore the glory of the gods!

At this time, under the fanatical prayer of the remaining believers, the entire altar seemed to have injected with a little strange flame, and many flesh and blood fused together, and a look of pain appeared on the large number of twisted faces.

"My Lord! Chestabert, Lord of the Poison Scorpion! Chestabert!!!"

Many believers once again recited the name of the Lord of the Poison Scorpion.

"Chesterbert! Chesterbert!" Soon, among the waves of sound, the twisted faces around the altar also began to shout the name of the Lord of the Poison Scorpion.

Under the influence of the strange pulling force, a layer of will has begun to come here.

"My Lord... wake up!" Sliff's hands and feet began to tremble faintly, and he became completely excited.

"The ritual of the false god has begun! interrupt him!"

Under Romis' leadership, the elite teams of the two temples had arrived at the castle, and a large number of garrisons were following behind them.

"The dead pseudo-god is absolutely not allowed to be reborn and resurrected again!"

Romis pulled out the ice-blue sword from his waist, and a force of wind and snow suddenly spread.

"A professions above the level come with me, and the rest attack and capture this castle!"

No matter how strong and tall a castle is, as long as it is not arranged by a high-level mage, it will be like a joke in front of these high-level professions.

When charging below the castle, Romis was wrapped in strong fighting spirit.

Then, he jumped violently!

Huh! In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and climbed directly above the city wall.

"Kill him!"

Amid a furious voice, many warriors wearing black gauze surrounded.

"Hmph! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

Romis snorted coldly, and white snowflakes flew around.

Crazy! Crazy! In the blizzard, all the pseudo-gods who besieged him turned into crystal ice sculptures.

"You're the baron here?"

He instantly crossed these obstacles and came to a man holding a scorpion-patterned scepter and wearing aristocratic costume.

"The evil god's lackey!"

The baron's eyes seemed to be about to spew out flames, and he rushed up with a scepter.

"There is no trace of spiritual spells and loss of reason!" Romis shook his head: "He is a real sinner! A believer of the false god! Accept the sanctions!"

A blue light flashed, his sword had already passed through his chest, and the Baron looked at his chest in disbelief, making a whimpering sound from his mouth.

"Hmph! Do you think your aristocratic status at this time can still become your amulet? Naive!"

Romis commented lightly, but his brows became solemn when he turned to look at the center of the castle.

There, the terrifying evil spirits gathered, forming a terrifying vortex.

"Chestabert!Chestabert! You are the Lord of Slaughter. Holding the Hammer of Destruction in your left hand and the Judgment Document in your right hand. Any enemy will turn into flesh and blood mud in your hand. You are our last soul destination, I am willing..."

Many believers kept praying, and even the faces under the altar were singing Chesterbert's name strangely.

With bloody power of faith, we came along the altar to the top, in the throne of the bones.

Numerous blood-red lights wrapped the young Rika and kept drilling into the pores, causing the young man to scream shrillly.

The aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and even twisting and bulging airbags appeared, starting to roll under his skin, as if something was hidden, and was about to break out of his body.

Unfortunately, the injection of power seemed to be absorbed by the bottomless pit of his body, which prevented that great will from descending.

"There are still too few believers. Even if we join the flesh and blood magic array and sacrifice the souls of 20,000 people, it is still not enough for our Lord's needs..."

Sliff murmured, then looked towards the city.

"Have you broken through? Judging from my arrangement, the opponent has at least a legendary strongman has been dispatched!"

Time is getting more and more urgent.

"It seems... I have to use this one too..." Sliff looked at a diamond-shaped golden crystal in his hand.

This is a gift from the Serpent Church, but it is absolutely necessary. Sliff doesn't want to use this at all.

That giant snake mage is not a simple character. His things must contain some unknown hidden danger.

Unfortunately, things have developed to this point and there is no room for Sliff to continue to choose.

"My Lord! Please guide my way!"

Sliff made his last prayer. The eyes in his eyes turned firm and he suddenly threw the diamond crystal in his hand onto the altar.

boom!

As soon as the golden crystal came into contact with the altar, it immediately had an extremely violent reaction. The terrifying power of faith and divine power were released. The speed of the magic circle had increased by dozens of times, hundreds of times!

A blood-red flame instantly burned at the bottom of the altar, melting all the flesh and blood, forming the previous blood-red energy, which was transmitted upward layer after layer.

"Ah!!!" In the cage, Rika's roar was sharper than ten times, and her body swelled strangely, and she instantly turned into a big fat man.

"My Lord Chestabert! Resurrection!!!"

Sliff's face was ferocious and he let out a final roar.

Boom!

The ground trembled suddenly, the entire altar had turned into a torch, and all the terrifying energy was injected into the previous throne of the Bone.

Bang!

The cage above the bones exploded, revealing Rika at this time.

His body swelled strangely several times, and the blood-red energy swelled every inch of his skin.

Bang!

Suddenly, his body was torn apart, as if a terrifying explosion was carried out from the inside.

"My Lord!" Shilifu cried with joy. During the explosion, he felt that a very familiar will had broken through the obstacles of the Styx and descended.

In the blood-red light, Reka's body was completely torn apart, and a middle-aged man walked out of his body.

"My name is Chestabert! Lord of the Scorpion! Lord of the Slaughter!!!"

Chestabert waved his hand, and the surging black airflow instantly turned into a black robe, draped over him. He opened his blood-red eyes and roared at the world: "Heim! I'm back! This time, I will definitely not fail again!!!"

"Damn it! One step slower!!!"

Romis and Rafinia arrived just as soon as he witnessed this shocking scene.

"Reborn from one's own blood, the life of future generations is nourishing. What an evil false god this is!!!"

Rafinia was angry when she left her way out. She suddenly pulled out her sword, and the holy light rose into the sky.

"Purify you!"

The brilliant cross sword formed a dazzling light, and rushed towards the reborn Chestabert with a sad roar.

"Legendary Paladin? Tyr's people?"

A trace of fear flashed through Chesterbert's blood-red eyes, but more of it was still crazy.

He pointed his right hand suddenly, and the terrifying explosion collided with the Holy Light Cross Sword, and the terrifying ripples spread around.

【Meteor explosion】!

"Anyone who blocks me will die!"

Chesterbert issued a declaration, and layers of summoned light lit up on his body.

[Nine-level summoning technique of another world]!

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

Many roaring scorpion monsters rushed out of the portal, and the huge number made Rafinia and Romis' faces change continuously.

"Let's withdraw first!"

Romis's face changed repeatedly, and he finally made a decision with gritted teeth.

Rafinia's lips moved, but she still did not object.

The situation is now very obvious. They only have two [Legend] powerful men on their side, but they are enemies at the level of [Demigod], which are not of the same order of magnitude at all.

Since the mission fails, it is the most important thing to prioritize preserving strength.

"Go away! I will take all the responsibilities!"

The blue long sword emitted the power of frost, forming many ice walls, blocking the attack of the scorpion monsters, and Romis roared behind him.

Rafinia and his men quickly retreated to the position of the city wall.

Here, you can see that on the altar, with Chestabert as the core, a dark red cloud has formed. A large number of blood clouds are in the shape of funnels and gathered on the pseudo-god in the center. The terrifying momentum forms a ferocious monster scorpion.
To be continued...