Spellcasting Heavens

Are you sure you want to be my enemy? Endless death with the most powerful dark king in this world?

Bann obviously didn't want to fight the terrifying black dragon in front of him, trying to use words to ease the tension.

The reason is very simple. Through Tom's death just now, he realized that he is no longer the god of tyranny who is aloof and omnipotent. To be exact, he can't even use one-twentieth of his usual power.

Not to mention how difficult it is to replenish the divine power after being forcibly cut off from the connection between the gods and the kingdom of God, a mere mortal body is the most fatal weakness.

You must know that under normal circumstances, the incarnation of a god is not a mortal body, and its skin and muscles are strong enough to withstand the sharpest swords and the most powerful magic in the world. The avatar of the god tickles.

The founder of the Dragon Cult, one of the favorite voters of the goddess of magic, and known as a genius among geniuses, the legendary mage Sammaster, had a head-on collision with the incarnation of the Lord of Dawn.

As a result, countless powerful spells only scratched the skin of the incarnation of the gods, and shed a few drops of divine blood. They are still enshrined in the temple and worshipped by priests as artifacts.

The true posture of the gods is so powerful and terrifying that most of the time mortals cannot harm the gods at all.

But now, as the saying goes, a dragon swims in shallow water and is played by a shrimp, a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by a dog, a cat is more powerful than a tiger, and a phoenix with feathers is not as good as a chicken...

Being mortal means getting hurt, getting tired, and most importantly, dying!

There is no intelligent life that does not fear death!

Even the gods are no exception!

Although there are many cases of gods being resurrected after death, there are also many gods who disappeared in the long river of history and never appeared again.

Bane is not the kind of ancient god who has been around for thousands of years. The reason why he can become one of the most powerful gods in the dark world is entirely thanks to the generosity of Jaeger, the ancient god of death.

Although he still doesn't know why Jaeger, who had completely ruled all the priesthoods in the field of death in the past, suddenly made such a strange decision, it didn't mean that he didn't know that he was facing a huge threat.

Are you afraid? Hahahaha! The god of tyranny, Ben, is actually scared! Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing as if he had discovered a new continent.

Only now did he understand why the turbulent year was also called the war of the gods, or the catastrophe of the saints.

The root cause is that the gods have lost most of their strength and means of life-saving, just like a soldier who is stripped naked and walks bare-handed in the virgin forest full of monsters, and will die if he is not careful.

The form of the saint is too fragile, so fragile that no matter how powerful it is, it can be killed by mortals with sharp weapons.

Of course, most mortals would not be like Zhang Cheng, who would hunt and kill gods madly without any consideration, and would not be afraid of the other party's retaliation in the future.

Obviously, this laughter was very harsh to Ben, and he asked sharply, What do you want?

It's very simple! I'm not here to negotiate! I'm not here to talk about it! I have only one purpose, to kill you...

With the last word blurted out,

Zhang Cheng suddenly shot out dark green fel fire from all over his body, and once again pounced on his opponent.

Due to the fact that the magic net of Faerûn is not stable at the moment, he does not plan to risk using too many spells in battle. Anyway, the body of the divine dragon is the best weapon, plus the alloy armor that can change freely. tablets and psionic powers, enough to overwhelm most walker-form gods.

Arrogant! You'll regret your choice today! Benn cursed in anger, while raising his jeweled iron gloves, trying to use the little power left to activate supernatural power.

But unfortunately, before it took effect, the chaotic and deadly dragon breath completely disrupted everything.

Ever since he studied Nefarian, the black dragon prince in the world of Azeroth, and the shadow flames that are commonly used by his subordinates, Zhang Cheng has been trying to add various magical energy of different attributes to his breath. in.

His dragon breath is not so much a breath as it is a distortion and corrosion of energy.

It may not appear to be very powerful on the surface, but what is really scary is that wherever the strange flames have burned, the energy stability will be instantly broken, and it will fall into an unpredictable state of frenzy.

In this state, let alone casting complex and sophisticated spells, there is a high chance that the spell-like ability will fail when released, or a terrible disaster will break out.

Fuzor Chebery! Help me! Ben turned his head to ask for help from his chosen people, not wanting to maintain his godly face.

Sorry, dear god of tyranny, he can't save you.

With the ridicule full of contempt, Zhang Cheng appeared in front of the other party directly through the flames, opened his big mouth full of fangs, snapped Benn to the waist, and swallowed it whole.

After all this was done, he turned around and stared at two golden eyes, staring at the priest with a horrified expression not far away, and asked with a smile, You also want to serve the gods for yourself. Revenge?

No! I don't want to! Fu Zuoer felt that his whole body's blood had coagulated, and hurriedly shook his head desperately.

Maybe he really agreed with the idea of ​​a god of tyranny, but he had no intention of burying Bane at all.

Smart people from the evil camp are good at this. They are aware of current affairs. They will never be like the paladins of the good camp. Even in the face of the threat of death, they will not change their position.

Very good! You can go away!

Zhang Cheng was obviously satisfied with this guy's reaction, he quickly flapped his wings and slowly rose to mid-air, carrying the mutilated corpses of Thom and Bann around the Port of Tanteris twice, and threw them directly to their respective The gate of the temple, and then disappeared into the clouds in front of everyone's eyes.

You don't need to ask to know that he does this to humiliate and provoke the gods.

After all, no matter how tense and hostile the relationship between gods and gods was on weekdays, they would not do such crazy things.

Predictably, the rest of the gods walking on the Faerun Continent would be 100% furious when they learned that an evil black dragon not only killed the god, but also displayed the god's corpse on display.

It won't be long before they emerge from their hiding places and begin to try to connect with each other, eventually forming an alliance that will pay the price for the lunatic who dares to kill gods.

Again, this is exactly what Zhang Cheng wants to achieve...

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