From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

"The people of Loen will rule this world forever!"

The voice of the Immortal Emperor echoed around like thunder, and his long sword pointed at the "God of Death" and the "Daughter of Demonic Nature", as if challenging Fisher and the gods behind the scenes.

"And I will be the eternal and immortal emperor of Loen!"

Alfred.

Chris knew it instantly. It was the most powerful of the many emperor souls in the body of the Loen Emperor, and the initiator of this ritual power.

He is the founder of Loen and the symbol of immortality!

As the first founding emperor of the Loen Empire, Alfred has mastered power beyond the imagination of mortals and is infinitely close to the level of apocalypse.

The blood power contained in his body is the semi-god-level "elemental angel"!

The so-called "elemental angel" can manipulate not just one element, but all the elemental powers known in the world!

He can summon a brilliant elemental storm with his will, and even just wave his fingers to create life and miracles.

Thousands of years ago, under Alfred's governance, the era of extraordinary tribes ended, and the Loen people became the most powerful nation in the Oden continent. Magic was no longer a secret of a few people, but a force that promoted the progress of Loen civilization.

He established the first magnificent magic academy, taught magic knowledge, and made the entire Loen Empire a miracle place where magic and technology coexist!

Alfred was also a kind and wise monarch who knew the responsibility behind power and governed the country with justice and benevolence. He had always ensured that every Loen subject could live in peace and prosperity.

In his era, the suffering of the Loen people was minimized, replaced by unprecedented cultural prosperity. People lived in peace and were full of endless admiration and love for the emperor.

Even though the years passed and the stars changed, Alfred's name and his legendary story were still circulated among the people, becoming a beacon in the hearts of countless dreamers in later generations.

Many people thought he had died a long time ago.

However, this was not the case.

Because too many relics that consumed life were used in the war, Alfred, even if he was a legend at the level of apocalypse, still couldn't survive aging.

So he thought of a way to reincarnate his soul into his offspring through ancient rituals and spells. Since then, all the emperors of Lorn have adopted this method, so each emperor of Lorn has the souls of several ancestors!

However, the person with the greatest authority has always been Alfred himself.

Now he is undoubtedly the Immortal Emperor!

The Immortal Emperor just gently waved the sharp blade in his hand, and instantly rolled up wind, thunder, water, fire and other elements, and swept Chris and Hecate in an instant.

The sky seemed to be torn in half, with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and the power of elements surging in the air, forming a surging torrent. Hecate and Chris felt that they were like two small insects surrounded by a whirlpool in the sea, and they could be swallowed up at any time.

The elemental torrent that Helen could only summon using the forbidden artifact Holy Grail was just a power that the Immortal Emperor could use at will, and it could continue forever.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the legendary Sapphire Curator gently opened a book in his hand, and an ancient and mysterious magic light burst out from it, shooting straight at Hecate.

The light contained a powerful sealing power, trying to temporarily seal the power of the "Devil's Daughter".

However, facing this overwhelming elemental torrent that almost drowned everything, the "Devil's Daughter" seemed unusually calm, even with a hint of contemptuous smile.

"Is that all?"

"I thought that the legend among spellcasters should be more powerful?"

At the critical moment, the witch slowly closed her eyes, as if she was gathering unprecedented power. There was a palpitating silence in the air. All the elemental torrents seemed to solidify at this moment, waiting for an unknown judgment.

Suddenly, the witch opened her eyes abruptly!

Those eyes were no longer ordinary. They seemed to be two deep black holes that could swallow all light and matter.

In these eyes, time and space lost their meaning, reality and illusion intertwined, forming a doomsday scene!

An indescribable force burst out from her body, turning into a dazzling light, instantly penetrating the elemental torrents. The originally violent and unruly storms, flames, ice and earth forces, as well as the seal of the Sapphire Curator, all began to dissipate and annihilate as if they had encountered the most terrifying devourer in the universe, and finally turned into nothingness.

"That's the power of the end!"

The Sapphire Curator's face changed drastically, and his eyes kept changing. He knew that there was some connection between the Witch of the End and the End. Then, as the reincarnation of the "Witch of the End" and the family of the "End", Hecate Fisher, it was normal for her to have the power of the End!

Want to escape?

He suddenly felt that if he continued to fight, the danger would rise sharply. Since he couldn't take them down in a short time... Leaving this world was the best choice!

The entire battlefield became unusually quiet at that moment. Hecate stood in place, and her eyes that could destroy everything slowly returned to normal, but the aftermath of that terrifying power still lingered in the air.

She murmured to herself, "It consumes a lot... If I hadn't reached the eighth step, after I used these eyes, I'm afraid my soul would be broken because I couldn't support it."

"As expected of you..."

"This time, I don't plan to leave. I'm determined to get the element of destruction!"

The Sapphire Curator stood in the center, his robe swaying gently in the wind, his eyes flashing with a deep and mysterious light, and as his hands slowly raised, the ancient spell slowly flowed out of his mouth, and every syllable contained endless magic.

If you want to become a god, you must take risks. Even if you don't take risks this time, you must take risks next time, and even then you need to start over in other worlds.

So, he decided not to leave the Krad world and fight here!

"The power of the Philosopher's Stone, activate it!"

The power of miracles!

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the air around, as if the space itself was awakened and began to respond to the call of the Sapphire Curator!

The red light bloomed!

Relying on the powerful Philosopher's Stone, the Curator's power suddenly increased to the level of Apocalypse!

Then, countless ancient magic books appeared out of thin air. They slowly rotated in the air, and each of them emitted a soft but dazzling light, like the brightest star in the night sky.

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Each of them seemed to be an independent microcosm, with endless space and secrets. With the will of the Sapphire Curator, these books quickly enlarged and turned into portals to different worlds, some as hot as the sun, some as piercing as ice, and some as deep as the night sky.

At this moment, the Sapphire Curator waved his staff violently, and those portals seemed to be activated and began to flash violently.

Then, a powerful space force swept the entire battlefield, dragging everyone around into the space storm.

Hecate, Chris, and the Immortal Emperor Freljord all found that they were being pulled by this force, and their bodies passed through the flashing portals uncontrollably and were teleported to different spaces.

Hecate was teleported to a fairyland full of flowers, while Chris was thrown into a desolate and lonely desert; the Immortal Emperor found himself on a sea of ​​stars.

They tried to adapt to the new environment and look for clues to return to the real world, while the curator stood in the strange scene composed of countless portals, with a calm expression, as if everything was under his control.

A black mist passed silently like a ghost, aiming directly at the curator who controlled countless magic books.

It was Chris who teleported back first!

However, just when the sharp blade of the "God of Death" was about to touch the skin of the Sapphire Curator, something strange happened.

The Sapphire Curator seemed to have anticipated the arrival of this attack, and his eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, and an indescribable power instantly spread.

The "God of Death" in the black mist suddenly found himself as if he had stepped into a strange world, the surrounding scenes began to distort and change, and countless illusions came like a tide, dazzling him and making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

These illusions contain both terrifying demons and alluring fairylands, and countless past memories and dreams intertwined together to form an intricate maze.

Chris struggled hard, trying to break free from this illusion, but every effort was like a fist hitting cotton.

Director Sapphire stood aside, watching all this coldly, without the slightest ripple on his face.

"Let's start with you, Chris Fischer!"

As the struggle of "Death" in the illusion became weaker and weaker, Director Sapphire slowly raised his hand. At this time, Chris was pale and his eyes were empty. It was obvious that he had just experienced a long and cruel torture.