Lord of the Divine Show

Somewhere in Byron.

Amidst the wreckage of flesh and blood.

The newly recovered Holy Grail Charles looked at the sky blankly, his face suddenly became extremely ferocious: "How dare he? How could he do this? That is... the Holy Grail!"

Shouldn’t becoming an ‘immortal’ be the pursuit of all ‘perfect people’?

Why are you dismissive?

To ruin the whole ceremony?

This is unreasonable!

"Haha... The madness and pollution of the 'perfect ones' like mine will only be more terrifying than others... Maybe that person is already crazy..."

In the darkness, the figure of gourmet Sanil slowly walked out: "The Holy Grail matter has come to an end, but Charlesk... you can't just let it go as easily as you planned my matter."

"I'm in a bad mood right now. Don't mess with me, Sanil, or you will regret it."

The clothes on Charlesk's body were torn, and countless limbs and heads spread out, turning into a terrifying monster with hundreds of feet, hands, and eyes.

He was really angry.

It is not easy to start the Blood Cup War.

It requires a specific star path, which is time. Basically, he can only encounter it once in his life.

And this failure almost means that it is impossible for him to be promoted to the 'immortal', and he can only rot and die.

"The usual mysterious people can no longer satisfy me. Now I prefer to hunt for exotic ingredients..."

Sanil licked his lips, with crazy desire in his eyes, and suddenly transformed into a demonic form with goat horns on his head.

The two monsters collided with each other in the blink of an eye.

Their bodies are the best weapons.

Toxins, corrosive ichor, fire...

Various extraordinary abilities turned into successive explosions and various colors of brilliance.

"Damn... Sanil, if you continue to pester me, you will only provoke the real lunatic from the Five Rings School!"

The monster transformed by Charlesk collapsed a wall and roared angrily.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the sky, a shadow that blocked out the sun had shrouded down.

Those are the spread wings of the three-eyed feathered serpent!

Above the ground, the darkness seemed to have a life of its own, constantly devouring everything.

"That madman...he actually wants to kill both of us?"

Charlesk blurted out.

Sanil looked up and saw the figure standing on top of the three-eyed feathered serpent, and suddenly felt a chill in his body.

"There are two more here!"

Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself and patted the three-eyed feathered snake.

In the sky, white feathers scattered all over the sky again...

This time, Zhong Shenxiu was not careless and recited the incantation at the same time: "Modo..."

The nameless technique was activated, and a terrifying spiritual pressure fell on Charlesk.

The huge monster's many eyes became confused for an instant, and a large number of its limbs lost mobility at the same time, allowing pieces of pure white feathers to fall.

Countless feathers formed a circle, completely containing the monster.

At the same time, he turned slightly sideways to avoid the claw of Sanil who came behind him at some point.

"Gourmet Sanil?"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at Sanil's body: "Void alien bloodline?"

He had read the introduction in the forbidden book area and knew that this was a powerful spiritual creature that was very good at moving in space.

“What a perfect ingredient…”

Sanil was even more excited, and his whole body was trembling: "A complete three-eyed feathered serpent bloodline? Among the declining Five Rings School, a genius like you can still appear... It's a pity that such a genius is about to perish..."

While sighing, Zhong Shenxiu seemed to see the huge demonic face emerging behind Sanil.

In an instant, he felt that his spirit body was connected to Sanil on the opposite side through a bridge.

"The Mark of the Void...the prey I target has never escaped."

Sanil's eyes glowed with purple-red fire: "Accept the sanction of the void!"

Suddenly, Zhong Shenxiu felt a terrible madness and influence, using that mark as a bridge, it was about to pour into his soul.

Obviously, this void mark has the ability to pollute the spiritual world.

And, the essence is extremely high.

And many 'perfect people' are often on the verge of losing control, and are weakest in this method of directly attacking the soul.

"The void alien bloodline I possess is not only good at traveling through space, but also good at soul pollution..."

In a certain pan-conscious world, Sanil, who had completely transformed into a demon, emerged: "My stomach is already thirsty, and my appetite is already roaring... I will slowly taste your spiritual body."

With a ferocious face, he looked at an obviously much smaller three-eyed feathered snake in front of him and pounced on it with disdain.

Perhaps the three-eyed feathered serpent is very powerful in the spiritual world, but the realm of pure consciousness is still the domain of void aliens!

Not to mention, relying on the Void Mark, he has bonuses in this regard!

This is the gourmet's trump card. Sanil relied on this trick to make a comeback and break out of the siege.

The huge demon tore open the feathered serpent and entered deeper into Zhong Shenxiu's consciousness.

Sanil wants to swallow Zhong Shenxiu’s deepest spiritual body, which is the true spirit.

However, the next moment, he saw...

…

"ah!!!"

In the city of Byron, Sanil's eyes exploded and overflowed with blood.

He knelt on the ground, regained his human body, and kept wailing meaningless and crazy gibberish.

His skin began to tear, and there seemed to be countless bugs scurrying around inside his body. His original organs seemed to have their own consciousness and wanted to leave this body.

"Fight hard with me, are you looking for death?"

Zhong Shenxiu secretly complained: "My true spirit has been contaminated by the ancient gods, and even the blind master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect has verified it... Are you still fighting this with me?"

No matter how high the level of void alien species is, they are only spiritual world creatures.

There is still a considerable distance between us and the twelve great beings who are at the root of the spiritual world and the source of all mysteries.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Gates is also in this class.

Even if it was just a little bit of aura, it would be enough to cause Sanil to suffer a big loss and his head would be bloody.

"die!"

Seeing Sanil who was about to lose control, Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand, and countless feathers fell down, covering him completely.

On the other side, the monster transformed by Charles Ke also fell to the ground and died quietly.

Countless pitch-black blood flowed out of the other party's pores.

At this moment, Zhong Shenxiu felt something move around him.

He thought for a moment and took out a crudely made wooden cup.

Holy Grail!

There seemed to be a circle of squirming black sludge at the bottom of the cup, exuding a rancid smell that reminded Zhong Shenxiu of a corrupt swamp.

"This is half-finished blood of immortality, it's useless at all."

He muttered and watched as the bodies of Gourmet and Charalco melted quickly and were absorbed by the Holy Grail.

The black sludge at the bottom of the Holy Grail seems to have become a little more viscous, as if it will ferment into wine next moment.

‘How many sacrifices of ordinary people can two ‘perfect beings’ compare to? Does this count as quality to supplement quantity? It's a pity...it's still useless...'