Archdemon

"Hahahaha!"

"Die!"

Huo Ling's eyes were full of brutality, and he completely immobilized the incarnation of the God of Light with a spell.

Then he flashed to the side of the God of Light, and took the opportunity to attack the divine shield on his body frantically.

Huo Ling's whole body was covered with weapons, whether it was the magic wand in his hand, or the sharp claws, or even the sharp barbs on the armor.

Every second, hundreds of attacks fell on the divine shield of the God of Light.

The divine shield, which had already endured countless attacks, could no longer recover at the speed of being destroyed at this moment.

"Stop!" The incarnation of the God of War, who reacted, waved his heavy weapon and also attacked Huo Ling from the side.

But Huo Ling directly ignored his attack and used the shield to bear it.

The spell shield was destroyed, but it was not a big problem, there was also the shield of the amulet. One by one, the amulets were activated, generating new shields, and then they were torn apart.

"Die!"

Huo Ling roared angrily, and the last blow directly flattened the head of the God of Light, and then tore it completely in half.

Then, he grabbed the weapon of the God of War with one hand, turned his head slightly and looked at the incarnation of the God of War.

Huo Ling's mouth was grinning, and his sharp teeth flashed coldly under the brilliance of divine power.

"Reptile... This time... It's your turn!"

"Roar!!!"

A hot dragon breath gushed out of Huo Ling's mouth!

The fierce battle started again. The war during this period can almost be called the most intense war in the history of the entire Hemel plane.

In the large-scale war between millions of clergy and undead soldiers, mortal soldiers died like grass, and the strong men in the sanctuary were not spared.

Even the incarnations of the gods fell like stars.

Such a fierce war has long made the war rules of the Hemel plane boil, and the result is that the power of the God of War has become even stronger.

But no matter how powerful he was, he was no match for Huo Ling. Now, of the four incarnations of the gods who originally besieged Huo Ling, only He was still alive.

As for the other incarnations of the gods, they either escaped or died under the siege of the legends.

Huo Ling was so excited about the incarnation of the God of War that he did not even cast a spell, but took out the Sky-breaking Halberd and started a fierce melee with him.

With the physical strength of the seventh stage of the legend, fighting this incarnation of the God of War, even if it had been strengthened, was like a father beating his son.

In Huo Ling's eyes, every attack and every defense of the God of War was a secret.

Huo Ling could even use him as his sparring partner to hone his martial arts to a higher level.

He thought so and did so.

Poor God of War, he was played around by Huo Ling.

Huo Ling, who had the advantage of legendary combat power, many legends rushed directly to the ground battlefield to support the battle here.

With almost all the high-ranking priests and the incarnations of the gods dead, the coalition army had long been like a pile of loose sand.

The church coalition army, with millions of people, was defeated by the attack of the undead.

Under the undead disaster, countless buried corpses, humans, beasts, and corpses of various alien races in the shrouded area on the fourth layer of the continent all crawled up under the effect of spells.

These low-level undead were fearless and only wanted to stop the priests from escaping.

In this battle, Huo Ling wanted to decide the outcome!

The incarnation of the God of War gradually became unable to support under Huo Ling's violent attack.

His war roar became increasingly weak, and every attack was blocked by Huo Ling's halberd, which could not cause any damage to Huo Ling.

On the contrary, Huo Ling did not continue to weaken this incarnation at the beginning, but when the battle lasted for a while.

Huo Ling, who felt that he could no longer gain martial arts benefits from the incarnation of the God of War, began to speed up his attack speed.

"Such a weak attack... You dare to call it war!"

The speed of the halberd in Huo Ling's hand was getting faster and faster, and each strike carried an extremely terrifying and huge force.

The power of the red dragon, plus the various amplification spells on his body, and the rule power gathered from the undead disaster.

These powers were bestowed on Huo Ling, making his every move like the embodiment of the disaster.

Every strike made the defense of the God of War difficult, and more and more attacks fell on his divine shield.

"Death orders you to kneel!"

Huo Ling shouted, and the speed of the attack increased again. At this time, the speed of the halberd in his hand was so fast that the high-level saints could not see it clearly.

It was as if he was holding a light and shadow in his hand, and the dense attacks fell on the body of the God of War.

"Boom!!!"

The God of War's divine shield was completely destroyed, followed by the divine armor on his body, and finally his body.

"Ugh!"

With the last blow, Huo Ling's halberd directly decapitated the God of War, and this powerful incarnation of the god died completely at this moment.

At the moment when the God of War's head flew up, his eyes looked at the ground.

On the ground, countless corpses of clergymen covered the ground, and the ground of the entire battlefield seemed to be stained red by their blood.

The thin sunlight fell from the cover of the upper continent to the fourth-layer continent.

This sunlight, like the morning light, did not make the God of War Feel the warmth.

Looking at the teams of terrifying knights, the skeleton cavalry is still chasing the clergy.

The God of War, who has been feeling the boiling rules of war, feels extremely cold at this moment.

The next moment, the incarnation is completely dead and disintegrates into a group of useless divine power.

Huo Ling slowly exhaled, and he waved his hand to disperse the group of divine power.

He raised his hands high, his sight had passed through the several layers of the plane, and he looked at the kingdom of the gods in the outer void:

"Don't worry! The next one to die... is you!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Ren Jingchen!" Huo Ling shouted.

"Your Majesty! I'm here!" Ren Jingchen, who was commanding the troops on the side, flew up and came to Huo Ling's side.

Huo Ling issued the latest order: "Mobilize all the vassal troops, I want to conquer the entire plane as soon as possible!"

"All the clergy, let them betray if they are willing to surrender! Those who are unwilling to surrender will be executed!"

"All mortals will be forced to convert!"

"I want this plane to have no belief in any gods!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Ren Jingchen bowed his head.

With the issuance of this order, in the foreseeable future, the entire Hemel plane will fall into bloody terror.

In this multiverse, weakness is the original sin, as was the case with the Blue Star in the past and the current Hemel plane.