Chapter 779 - Killed (2/2)
“Damn!”
Nedsworth felt as if he had fallen into a trap.
Damn, are all Mages this sinister? The fear grew in Nedsworth’s mind. In reality, Evil Gods were indeed unholy, but unholy didn’t mean bold and unafraid of death. The current Evil Gods were of a new generation and hadn’t been in many hard fights.
Those who had fought hard fights and dared to cause trouble on the main plane had been taken out by the four main Lawful Goddesses.
The new generation of Evil Gods then hid in the Astral Plane and took advantage of the Lawful Gods’ inability to leave their divine realms to languish in their own divine realms while finding ways to influence the humans of the main plane, harvesting more believers and strengthening themselves. But… now, someone was beating down the door and forcibly invading the divine realm. This was the first time in the history of the gods.
Previously, Mordenkainen and Melf also chased after the Evil Gods to kill them, but that was because the Evil Gods were outside of their divine realms and dared to appear on the main plane.
They didn’t have a record of fighting in the divine realms. In other words, Roland was much more powerful than Mordenkainen and Melf.
He had to find a way to escape.
He had to give up the divine realm.
Nedsworth wasn’t a very strong fighter, but he was quick-witted. He tried to turn and run, then he caught something from the corner of his eye. With great fear and alarm, he pressed forward with his hands, and a gray barrier was produced about ten centimeters in front of his palms.
The blue firebird turned into a streak of light and fell from the sky, as fast as lightning.
Ding!
A soft, crisp sound rang out. The blue flaming bird’s front beak pecked at the gray barrier. Time seemed to stop for at this instant, and then a violent storm arose between the two.
The storm, which came out of the collision from the terrifying impact, traveled from the air to the ground, and then became a circular blast that swept away all the junk on the ground like a tsunami.
By this time, the blue flames on Andonara’s body had subsided considerably. Her form could now be seen in the flames, and the beak was the spear in her left hand. Because the collision with the barrier was too intense, the spear had broken completely.
After an illusory brief pause in time, Andonara dropped the spear in her left hand, raised the Hero’s sword in her right hand, turned her body, and slashed down heavily at the gray barrier.
It could no longer be described as a slash and was more of a knocking blow.
The tremendous power attached to the longsword caused the barrier to dissolve into pieces in an instant. The Evil God Nedsworth was hammered down as if he were a cannonball, hitting the ground.
There was a loud bang.
The impact formed a huge crater, while the ground around it rapidly collapsed, forming a dense spider web of about three kilometers or So.
Roland was amazed to see this.
Currently, Andonara was much stronger than she was last year.
Andonara then took out another enchanted spear from the mansion’s space and her entire body once again transformed into a firebird.
The Evil God Nedsworth stood up from the bottom of the tens of meters deep, meteorite-like crater and was about to escape when he saw a beautiful, divine firebird descend from the air once again.
Once again, he hurriedly faced the attack. From his spatial storage, he pulled out a black iron shield and put it above himself.
However, the firebird rushed down from the air with great speed, and the tip of the spear all but nudged his shield, but it landed softly and without any force.
The Evil God Nedsworth froze for a moment and then saw the firebird fly away at great speed after contact.
What’s going on?
What’s she doing?
Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly saw a blinding blue light in the air.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a huge fireball with a radius of at least a hundred meters or so pressing down from the sky. It was very, very close to him at this point. The terrible heat and magic vortex made it impossible for him to use his magic well at all, and while he could fly, he couldn’t get out of the range of this super-sized fireball. “Roland, you scumbag!” Nedsworth let out a sorrowful roar of anger. The huge fireball came down on his head.
It was as if the mini-nuke scene had played out again. When the glow of the explosion and the smoke cleared, there was a ring of red lava on the ground.
And right in the center, there was a dark shadow that was constantly reorganizing and disintegrating
All the while letting out a miserable wail.
Taking a shot head-on from the most powerful Self-Destructing Fireball Roland could cast right now was not good, even for a god.
Not to mention that Nedsworth’s fire magic resistance wasn’t quite good. He was in a state where he couldn’t fight right now.
Flying backward, dodging the explosion, the blue firebird did a cobra maneuver, soaring high into the air before swooping down fiercely once more.
This time she used the Hero’s sword.
With blue flames, the tip of the sword nailed through the Evil God’s head, which was so charred and black as to be unrecognizable, and pushed the entire man down heavily into the lava, into the bottom of the pit. The violent impact sent all the molten hot liquid in the lava pool outward, scattering everywhere like countless fireworks blooming in the air. It was dense like the stars in the sky, flying throughout the world and splashing in all directions.
And at the very bottom of the large pit, there was no longer any trace of lava. Nedsworth moved, blue flames searing his entire body, burning so brightly and vigorously that in a few moments he became a raging torch.
A lot of black air drifted out of the flames and finally turned into a ribbon of black mist that floated toward Andonara and entered her body. She felt no discomfort but rather a feeling of comfort. Heroes were all about slaying the forces of evil to grow effectively.
It didn’t take long for the black ribbons of mist to disappear. Andonara took the opportunity to take a dozen steps back, watching the human-shaped torch in silence. Finally, the blue flames followed suit and disappeared, and the Evil God turned into a handful of black ash that fell to the ground. She walked over and raked her longsword through the ashes a few times to find two small, smooth, transparent beads.
One was light gray and one was light cyan. It was like seeing two worlds. They also had an alluring power. Roland descended from the air. “The light cyan one is a fragment of the Whirlwind Divine Spark, let’s just take that one.”
Andonara turned back with a slight smile and said, “Roland, the Evil God is easier to kill than I thought.”
“Because this Evil God is not strong in his own right, and his weakness is too obvious.” Roland leaned down and picked up the light cyan bead. “Let’s go.” “What about this Suffering Divine Spark? You’re not destroying it?” asked Andonara, looking at the ground. “It’s useless. All Divine Sparks are a collection of the emotions of intelligent beings. They can disintegrate or be torn into several pieces, but they just can’t be destroyed. Leave it here. It will take a long time to rebirth a new Evil God of Suffering after this one, an estimated one or two hundred years.” Andonara sighed. “It’s a shame it can’t be dealt with once and for all.” Then the two left. Roland piloted the floating city and left while the large hole in the divine realm hadn’t recovered much. And about half an hour after they left the divine realm, a group of women appeared at the spot where the Evil God had died.
The environment was altered and a large amount of charred black land reeked of smoke and fire.
It all made them panic and walk coweringly.
The leader, Miranda, took a few steps and looked around. She soon saw the small, shiny gray bead on the ground.
Lips red as blood, she licked her lips, subconsciously walked over, and picked the thing up.
She could feel it; it was full of evil.
But it was also full of fatal temptation.
The women around her, all their eyes were on the small gray bead in her hand.
Some old woman among them kept her eyes on the bead and said with difficulty, “Miranda, something is wrong with this thing. We need to throw it away and get out of here.” “I know what it is,” Miranda said, holding it, looking confused. “It’s the Divine Spark of the Evil God. Someone killed it, but for some reason, they didn’t take this.” “Something from the Evil God! Why don’t you throw it away? Do it, Miranda.”
The old woman shifted her eyes away from the small bead with difficulty as she walked over and hugged Miranda, whispering, “Good girl, throw this away or you’ll be doomed. I have that feeling.”
Miranda shook her head. “With this, I’ll be able to send you all back to the main plane.” Everyone had been looking at the little bead, but at those words, everyone’s attention was taken away and they looked at Miranda. The old woman’s lips trembled in shock. “Wait, Miranda, are you trying to… become a god? But this is an Evil God!” “As long as I can send everyone back to the main plane, so what if I become an Evil God!” Miranda revealed a sweet smile at everyone before tossing the Suffering Divine Spark into her mouth.