The terrifying pressure slowly dissipated, and the crimson mist also gradually disappeared.
When everyone's vision returned, Charlotte was the only one left in the center of the unrecognizable battlefield.
The broken sword of the troll Canute still lay not far away.
The breath that belonged to him had completely disappeared.
And where he originally stood, there were only some broken leather armor and a small piece of ashes like fire burning.
Quiet.
Deadly quiet.
Charlotte's surge of aura just now was so terrifying, and the will and pressure that was like the power of God was even more vast.
Even the most obtuse person realized that the troll Knut had "kicked the iron plate" this time. This seemingly evenly matched battle was just because the girl who suddenly appeared on the battlefield did not use it. Go all out.
And now, when she finally bursts out with her own power, it's all over.
As for the horrified cry of the troll Canute before his death...
It's a pity that although her voice was hoarse and her feelings were sincere, she was forever submerged and isolated in Charlotte's crimson mist.
Everyone on the battlefield didn't know what happened in the last scene.
But obviously, it is clear who wins and who loses.
So... so strong!
Is this the power of God’s Favored One? !
On the human and half-elf side, everyone looked stunned and stayed where they were, looking at Charlotte with eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Dead...dead?
Lord Canute is dead?
On the side of the ferocious monster, their eyes widened with horror and disbelief written on their faces.
"Run...run!"
Almost without hesitation, the monsters threw down their weapons and scrambled to the ground, screaming and fleeing.
Charlotte glanced at them and gently raised her hand again.
Although she was still unsure about the origins of these humans and half-elves, at least... this so-called God of Hatred and Distortion was not a myth that matched her three views, and the dark green divine power made her quite uncomfortable.
Abomination, distortion, pollution, depravity...
With the addition of various characteristics, she can almost determine that this is a myth that can be recognized as an "evil god" when evaluated by various churches in later generations.
Therefore, since we have already taken action, since we have killed the opponent's favored person, we might as well go to the end.
Charlotte's divine power surged, and the crimson mist spread again, quickly chasing them, engulfing them all amid the monsters' frightened screams and desperate screams.
Seeing this "massacre" scene, the humans and half-elves were once again stunned.
Although it was the enemy who was "slaughtered", their eyes also showed awe and fear when they looked at the girl shrouded in crimson mist.
As if he had thought of something, the leader of the human side suddenly changed his expression and said loudly:
"Mo...strange Lord of the Gods! No matter which god you are a subordinate of, please don't destroy them all!"
"They are all minions of the God of Hatred and Distortion. Killing them all will attract the 'eyes' of the God of Hatred and Deformation!"
Um?
Attracting the gaze of the God of Hatred and Distortion?
He was a complete instant kill, cutting off the connection between the troll and the god he believed in almost instantly. How could he still attract the attention of the God of Hatred and Distortion?
Charlotte frowned slightly.
She paused subconsciously, but finally followed her experience and continued to take action.
There was nothing she could do about it, she was too familiar with the art of descending from the gods.
In her opinion, not taking action now to completely eliminate these believers of the God of Hatred and Distortion is the only way to give the other party an opportunity to use the believers to complete their positioning and power projection.
The troll Canute is dead, and the gods behind the scenes are most likely to be alarmed.
As for the other monsters, they are just a group of believers, and it is still difficult to attract the attention of the gods.
But that's no use either.
The trolls were all dead, as were all the believers, and all the power that the God of Abomination and Aberration could use to mark the location was swallowed and wiped out by Charlotte.
Even if the God of Hatred and Distortion was alerted, since the God did not appear when the troll just died, it means that the God behind it has completely lost its location information.
It doesn't matter if you are alarmed.
It’s impossible to locate it anyway, let alone a divine descendant.
It can only be said that the God of Hatred and Distortion is unlucky. The so-called "God's Domain" that Charlotte "awakened" has the power of "devouring", which is very suitable for erasing information. It is indeed very suitable for targeting gods.
Charlotte did not stop, but relied on the crimson mist to directly block the faith connection of the monsters and eliminate them all.
The strength of these monsters was far inferior to that of the troll Knut, and Charlotte sent them all away almost instantly.
Everything is settled.
Charlotte is also ready to completely disband the "field" she just learned.
However, just when Charlotte was about to end the battle, the entire sky suddenly darkened.
Thick clouds gradually gathered above the battlefield, and a violent, chaotic and vast aura slowly descended above the battlefield.
Charlotte frowned slightly and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.
I saw the dark clouds rolling rapidly, gradually turning dark green, and the divine power that had the same origin as the troll Knut suddenly exploded!
At this time, Charlotte finally realized that she had made an empirical mistake.
She has always been in an era when the gods retreated into seclusion, and she subconsciously distanced the gods from mortals.
But the era she "traveled through" was different.
If she had judged correctly before, this was the early era of mythology, when the gods were active on the continent!
In other words, the God of Abomination and Aberration is not only not located outside the continent like later generations, but may even be not far from the battlefield itself!
In this case, let alone killing other believers, from the moment she killed the troll Knut, she was destined to cause a "divine descent".
As for why the God of Hatred and Distortion didn't descend immediately...
the reason is simple.
When the other party is in the present world, he does not need to rely on believers to achieve divine descent. It is enough to rush to the scene directly in the direction where the aura of the God's Beloved disappears!
broken.
I have directly stabbed the God of Hatred and Distortion in the butt!
Looking at the dark clouds gathering in the sky, Charlotte's heart sank, and in an instant, the color of the world changed again.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, they saw a dark green giant tearing through the clouds and standing in the sky.
He is probably over a hundred meters tall, with three heads and six arms. His image is like a fantasy version of Chi You, with bulging muscles and tumors all over his body. He is surrounded by a dark green light. He looks extremely ferocious and oppressive.
After He appeared, the warriors who were looking up to the sky screamed and covered their eyes.
The stronger ones shed blood and tears from the corners of their eyes, while the weaker ones had their eyeballs exploded, and even their heads exploded!
Gods cannot be looked at directly...
The power of laws surrounding the gods is far beyond what ordinary people can understand and contain.
It would be okay if the gods put away the power of the law. If not, looking directly at the gods would mean being blasted by the power of the laws and "committing suicide" on the spot!
"Mortals must not look directly at God. If they do not want to die, they must bow their heads honestly."
Charlotte's voice echoed in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.
After hearing her words, those soldiers who subconsciously wanted to look up when they heard the screams of their companions changed their expressions and quickly lowered their heads in fear.
Unprecedented terror and pressure are slowly coming down...
"Plop", "Plop", "Plop"...
Except for Charlotte, everyone was pressed to the ground by the terrifying pressure, unable to move.
A cold and majestic voice sounded slowly, like an emperor dominating the world:
"Who is it? How dare you kill the family members and believers of this god so unscrupulously?"
"Abomination...the God of Abomination and Distortion!"
Everyone's faces were pale and their expressions were full of despair.
Charlotte's expression also became solemn.
This was the second time she felt a strong life threat. Facing the green giant descending in front of her, she felt that the divine power of blood in her body was boiling, the divine fire was burning fiercely, and her spirit was slightly tingling, as if it was issuing an alarm to her.
The last time was when she was hung on a cross by her grandmother when she just traveled through time.
Obviously, the strength of the god in front of him is definitely not that of a "saint".
This is an era that is different from that of later generations. In later generations, when the gods walked on the earth, their highest combat power was equivalent to legend, but in this era, there is obviously no such restriction.
The God of Hatred and Distortion, the power bursting out at this moment definitely exceeds the legend!
However, they should not be the "true gods" who have condensed their divine personality, but the "demigods" who have ignited the divine fire like her.
Otherwise, those humans and half-elves known as "hypocrites" would have been wiped out by the other party's sect.
Charlotte looked at the green giant in front of her warily, thinking about what to do next.
At the same time, the terrifying green giant also cast his gaze on the battlefield.
The faces of the human and half-elf warriors became even paler.
However, the green giant had no interest in "confronting" them.
He naturally ignored the humans and half-elves who were so frightened that they almost peed their pants, and fixed his cold gaze on Charlotte, the only one standing.
I saw Him looking down at Charlotte, his majestic and vast voice suppressing his anger:
"Is it you? You killed the believers and relatives of this god? Where did you come from as an alien god? Don't you know that Northern Xinjiang is my sphere of influence, Adora!"
Um?
Does this mean that I am also a god?
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
Although she has ignited the divine fire, according to the records of mythology in later generations, she is indeed a real demigod, a real mythical life, and it is reasonable to call it a god...
But when this kind of identity authentication came from the mouth of a real myth, Charlotte still felt quite subtle.
What to say.
There is a sense of subtlety and unreality that comes from entering the inner circle of gods.
However, the Green Giant's attitude and personality were somewhat beyond Charlotte's expectations.
The God of Abomination and Deformation in front of him was less divine and more humane. Compared with the character of the aloof gods that Charlotte imagined, which regarded all things as ants, he had a lot more emotions in him.
What's more important is that even though he was so angry, he didn't attack her directly!
Able to communicate.
He didn't attack her immediately...
This shows that the other party cannot figure out her strength. Even if he is extremely angry about the death of his family members and believers, he is not sure to take her down directly.
Obviously, this God of Hatred and Distortion is really a demigod as she judged, because only demigods and demigods with completely identical personalities can not figure out each other's strength.
The demigods have exactly the same personality, the only difference lies in the amount of divine power.
Thinking from this perspective and planning carefully, you may be able to avoid fighting with the opponent.
Charlotte quickly came to this conclusion.
She didn't think she could fight with him.
Even after liberating the true ancestor, her power is actually not as good as that of the other party, not to mention that she can't even liberate the true ancestor yet.
In terms of personality, she is already a demigod and a myth, but in terms of actual strength, there is still a big gap between her and the other person who has lived for who knows how long.
Not only is the divine power incomparable, but the burst of power is not enough. At most, it can only use divine power to cast some mythical-level spells, and the number and time of the spells will be very touching.
Overall, her strength has not yet caught up with her status, and her myth... is too watery.
Thinking of this, Charlotte chuckled.
She looked at the giant in the sky indifferently, her expression a little cold:
"Believer? Familiar? Are you talking about the guys who just offended me?"
"Since you dare to offend an existence that cannot be offended, you must be prepared to bear the corresponding price. I just gave them the punishment they deserve."
"On the other hand, you...the God of Hatred and Distortion, Adora, indulge your followers and followers in such a way, and you come to talk to me in such a manner. Can I consider this a provocation?"
As she spoke, Charlotte activated the divine power of blood and used the divine power of blood to launch her own blood-innate magic [Majestic Technique]. At the same time, following the feeling of liberating the True Ancestor before, she spread the divine power of blood to all parts of her body.
Crimson light bloomed, and Charlotte slowly rose into the sky. At the same time, her appearance began to change.
Her beautiful long golden hair turned into magnificent silver, and her originally scarlet pupils were dyed with golden light, becoming noble and mysterious.
Her petite figure changed rapidly, her impressive height gradually increased, her originally budding figure became more graceful, and the flat hills quickly swelled.
Soon, her appearance "grew" from the age of thirteen or fourteen to the age of sixteen or seventeen.
Her aura also surged.
Majestic, profound, and vast... it soon became equal to the power of Adora, the God of Hatred and Distortion, and was even faintly higher.
Looking at the indifferent Charlotte, feeling the increasingly powerful aura on her body, the expression of Adora, the God of Hatred and Distortion, also became solemn.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the crimson light around Charlotte, a trace of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes...
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