Dark Shadow Shrine

For believers, the kingdom of God is their paradise.

For Kezef, what he robbed was heaven.

In the name of the Reaver of Heaven, make Cyric's petitioners weep.

After a sudden loud noise came from the shield of the Kingdom of God, two small uninvited guests appeared in the Kingdom of God. A face-to-face meeting caused devastating damage to Cyric's kingdom of God.

A total of seven pointed towers over 30 meters in length were collapsed by the shock wave from a person and a dog rushing across in an instant.

If it is a collapse, Cyric can use his divine power to make the fragments automatically fly back to the gap, seamlessly merge, and look as good as new.

Unfortunately not.

It's not a collapse, it's a collapse.

This is a strange feeling of dissipation, as if a large piece of ice cream has been dug out out of thin air, and the rest is slowly falling away.

That feeling of a part of his life leaving him forever, which Mask had felt before, now Cyric.

"Damn it! Aren't we allies?" Cyric said in a funny way.

right! The pit is the ally.

It's not one side, it's both sides cheating each other.

The alliance of gods is also the best at their level.

"It's still the same sentence, either join forces or die together!" Mask was also anxious, and he didn't know how many days he was chased by the Chaos Demon Dog. His eyeballs were all red.

The gods don't need to rest, but even the gods can't endure the days when they can't relax their vigilance for half a second.

Think about it, just because he was about to kill Raven, he relaxed for less than a tenth of a second, and Mask lost a leg. A replacement leg that was barely made with divine power. All aspects are not going well, if you give the king of thieves time to adapt, it is definitely better than running wildly on one foot. It's a pity that Kezef just admits death and pursues him desperately.

At this level, except for the gods, one will die one by one, and one group will be destroyed. Cyric could only let the Holy Spirit under his command to disperse the petitioners as much as possible and go on his own.

"Huh—" The buildings in Cyric God's country began to be dismantled automatically, and they were divided into countless small pieces. Fly away from the heart of the battle. His petitioners were surrounded by gray-purple light spheres, and they were also moving away at high speed.

Sensing Cyric's approach, Mask finally stopped running around.

A black figure, plus a purple figure, launched a siege around a mud-yellow dog in the giant sphere of divine power formed in the Kingdom of God.

The two gods are both high-speed and agile types. Facing Kezef's attack and bite, they are surprisingly safe every time. narrowly escaped.

an attraction. The other pounced on the back of Raid Kozef.

It seems that they cooperate with each other tacitly, but in fact, the two bastard gods drive Kezefu to the other side, and see if they can play backstab or something.

It has to be said that Cyric, who contains the two powers of the God Realm of Destruction and Chaos, his attack is indeed better than Mask's pure shadow power.

Where it was strangled by the razor's scorpion, the Chaos Demon Hound needs to spend more time to recover from the wound. Too bad Kezef wouldn't be known as the Paradise Raider if it was that easy to deal with.

Spotted an opportunity. It was obvious that Kezev was about to bite Mask with his mouth wide open, but Cyric, who pounced on him, got a dog's paw on his hind legs.

"Pa——" The dead white skin on Cyric's face was printed with a black dog paw print. The powerful momentum kicked Cyric backwards like a cannonball, and the energy cluster surrounding this space was shaken out of a cavity the size of a carriage. It knocked away a group of building stone bricks that were moving away, and the powerful momentum turned all the bricks into dust.

At the same time as Cyric flew out, the Chaos Demon Dog quickly folded in mid-air, as if there was a hard iron mountain in the void where it landed for it to borrow. With a stream of light, he jumped in front of Cyric who flew out, opened his mouth and bit down on the head again.

Face murder. Cyric's upper body leaned back sharply, the range was so large. The back of his head almost touched his heels, and his whole body was folded in half.

Can barely escape!

Cyric's lower body was like a spring. After the upper body was folded to the extreme, it suddenly exerted force. A pair of legs kicked towards the exposed sternum of the Chaos Demon Dog with lightning.

"Boom—" the kick hit.

With the strength of this recoil, Cyric fell rapidly, his body was already lower than the ground level of the Kingdom of God, and the ground around him automatically moved away in his mind.

Cyric was flying entirely, drawing a short arc in the void before re-entering the battlefield. Where he left just now, Mask had already fought with the magic dog again.

Don't look at how many rounds of tricks have been done just now, the whole process took less than half a second in reality.

quick!

too fast!

The god-level battle of two gods and one dog is not something that ordinary people can look up to.

Gradually, the area of ​​battle began to expand uncontrollably.

Although the Holy Spirit led the petitioners to try their best to avoid it, the speed faster than lightning was not something they could prevent.

At the beginning, Cyric could take care of it with distraction, and then wherever the three lightning bolts went, no matter whether it was a building or a petitioner, there was only one end--to ashes and smoke.

"Bastard! I can't hold it any longer!" Cyric was furious. In his mind, his Kingdom of God was like a sliced ​​cake, divided into sixteen pieces, each forming a protective shield, spreading out in all directions in the void , Let the battlefield shift to a complete void.

Just at this time, a crack in space suddenly appeared in the void behind Cyric, and the muddy yellow figure of the Chaos Demon Hound jumped out at high speed.

Perhaps it was because all the energy was allocated to the kingdom of God that controlled the division, so Cyric did not discover the sneak attack of the magic dog in the first place. It was too late when Cyric realized that the big lightning-protruding mouth was less than one meter away from his back.

Cyric only had time to make the simplest dodge of twisting his waist, hoping in his heart that he could barely dodge Kezev's fierce bite.

Unfortunately, he was really unlucky this time.

"Ah——" All the holy spirits and petitioners in the fragments of the kingdom of God under Cyric's command heard the screams of their supreme god at this moment.

"My ass!"

right! Cyric's main body was finally 'heavily injured', and a large piece of his left buttock was bitten off. This is the body of a god. Where most of the divine power of a god lies, even if it is such an insignificant part of the buttocks, even if Kezef's power of chaos is removed, it will take hundreds of years to grow back only with the divine power of existing believers Thousands of years of divine power will do the trick.

For the first time, another color appeared in Cyric's terrifying black eyes-red.

Cyric has truly realized that the Chaos Demon Dog cannot be handled by the two of them. Then there is only one choice left...

The God of Thieves is not a god who is very good at fighting, but it is obvious that he also has extremely rich combat experience and the ability to figure out people's hearts.

Even a god as fast as Cyric couldn't deal with the Chaos Hound. Then it will be impossible to solve the problem once and for all.

Then as a retaliatory entrapment, one's own purpose has also been achieved.

When those strange quirks are not happening, Musk is a strong man who is proficient in strategy and tactics, has a flexible mind, and has super mobility. So Mask knew that he had to run away, and if he didn't run, Cyric would fight to get injured, and teamed up with the magic dog in disguise to get rid of him, the god of thieves.

With just a wave of his hand, thousands of black flying knives suddenly passed through the space. Shoot the Chaos Demon Dog Kozef from all directions.

in the void. Naturally, there was no whistling sound, but the strange sound of space breaking was particularly harsh in this state.

Even if it is as strong as Kezef, it cannot escape the full blow of the God of Thieves.

"Woo——" the dog barked strangely, and the yellow mud-like thing attached to Keziv's bone frame suddenly swelled and turned into a huge lump of mud. Keziv hid himself in the mud.

The blackness of the shadow has become the only tone in this airspace.

A tenth of a second later, the Chaos Demon Dog appeared in a slightly distressed figure. You can see a little scratch on its black bone.

And the main target it is chasing, Mask, has disappeared without a trace.

It gave Cyric a very human look. Let the murder god shudder coldly, but finally gave up on Cyric.

With a howl, he dug his front paws and drew a portal in the void.

It chose to continue hunting down the God of Thieves.

Cyric returned to his temple, panting heavily, although a god does not need to breathe in the void, but the habits left by him when he was a human made Cyric so.

The tragic situation like the scum of the kingdom of God made Cyric want to cry without tears.

Even after trying his best to control the damage, he still lost one-fifth of his petitioners forever. The disintegrated Kingdom of God is reintegrated together, and this method is quite exhausting. In this outlying area of ​​God's Domain, where the power of faith cannot be replenished. Use a little bit less divine power. No matter how much divine power there is, it cannot withstand such squandering.

Cyric decided not to make up those buildings, under his divine control. Cyric's petitioners were sad to find that the buildings in the Kingdom of God were missing a third.

What's more worrying is yet to come. Cyric found that the power of faith replenished by the petitioners had dwindled. This is because of continuous failures, many fanatics have been slightly downgraded, probably somewhere between fanatics and devout believers.

As a god, you are the most sensitive in this regard. After all, it takes a lot of power of faith to condense it into 1 point of divine power.

Cyric is extremely manic, and if he doesn't do something to regain his mental balance, he is afraid that he will go crazy in the next second.

"No! I have to kill something! Go back to the God Realm and issue an oracle to let the believers on the Ultron Continent kill some hypocrites from the Church of Tyre? No, no! The priest of Bane? No, no, I suddenly don't want to See those disgusting faces of the priests of Bane. Killing the worshipers of Mask? Those rats are hard to find."

However, when he sat on the throne of the temple, an accident happened.

As soon as he sat on it, he found that his body was crooked, and his entire field of vision was tilted at forty-five degrees.

"Huh?"

Only then did he realize that he had lost a butt...

"Asshole ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" (to be continued ~^~)

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