Defeat was inevitable.
A large number of warriors died meaninglessly.
Even though the God of Death has his back, the God of Death's power is not infinite.
Those undead souls that are forcibly recalled to the world and interfere again cannot survive in the world for long.
In all the heavens and realms, there are indeed many beings who can play with life and death and wantonly reverse life, death and disillusionment. But that would never be the death god of Orgris.
Although he is in charge of the priesthood of death, the career path he took by swallowing the magic potion was based on being an embalmer and working his way up. Serving death is only the appearance of this profession, comforting the living is the real core. and foundation.
Unless he can understand the cycle of life and death, the two are one.
Otherwise, the mastery of the Death Priesthood will never be able to reach a state of satisfaction and freedom.
Among the remaining six gods, the first to escape was the God of Wealth.
Although this god played a role in setting the army in the battle against Theobit I. But the so-called foundation of wealth is a stable and prosperous civilization.
If similar methods are used on these dragons, all the wealth they have accumulated will suddenly disappear. Then the dragons will only remain mad and bloodthirsty for longer.
After the God of Wealth fled, the remaining gods gathered their remnant troops in an attempt to return to the Kingdom of God, seal the Kingdom tightly, guard their respective portals, and use their home field advantage to fight against the Demonic Dragon Legion.
Then, lingering for a while, under the influence of the mechanical heart, the world was stimulated to give birth to new resistance forces.
Then relieve them of their crisis.
As for whether their status will be challenged... that is not a question that should be considered at this time.
It's just that they obviously underestimated the Demonic Dragon Legion.
They gathered their troops and attacked together, intending to fight the Demon Dragon Legion outside the capital of the Condor Empire, forming a force of resistance and prolonging the battle line.
The elites of the Demonic Dragon Legion, a large number of demonic dragons reaching the mythical level, secretly attacked the lair of the Seven Gods.
Destroy their Kingdom of God and make them 'homeless'.
The six gods who have lost their turtle shells will face challenges from many dragons of the same level.
This night, the starlight also became extremely dim.
The first is the fall of the goddess nature.
All races and humans who believe in the goddess of nature can feel the madness and fear of this goddess before her death.
After she died, Orgris seemed to be swept away by the cold wind overnight.
All the grass has withered, and all the trees have withered.
Following closely behind are the God of Wealth and the God of Art.
In a short period of time, four of the seven gods of the West have disappeared.
The remaining three gods were all terrified, knowing that they could not withstand the concentrated attack from the Demonic Dragon Legion.
Except for the goddess of the moon, because she did not become a god by swallowing magic potion, she has enough methods to contain her aura and hide herself from the human world.
The remaining two can only lose most of their spirituality, fall to the altar, transfer to the human world with a more innocent identity, and start over with a new identity. From then on, they were no longer gods, but just special beings that were slightly more powerful than other humans.
The fall of the Seven Gods represents the complete fall of the Western world.
It is no longer possible to organize a strong resistance to fight against the invasion from the Demonic Dragon Legion.
The place occupied by the Demonic Dragon Legion was transformed by them along the way.
In the place of transformation, gravity will become stronger, increasing at least ten to fifty times on the original basis. Strong winds and ground fires often erupt at the same time, causing doomsday-like scenes.
The flowing magma and strange plants are interdependent, spreading to the end of the world like a blood-red brand.
Rolling poisonous smoke swept through the sky and enveloped the earth.
Such an environment is no longer suitable for humans and ordinary animals and plants to survive.
I'm afraid only the strongest among humans who have reached a certain level can barely survive in such an environment.
However, this environment is the most comfortable for most dragons.
They prefer to live, reproduce and raise offspring in such an environment.
"It seems... they can't stand it any longer!" Bai Fan said to Bai Xuan in the wizard tower.
At this moment, Bai Xuan was washing his hands.
Watching him wash his hands quietly, he seemed to be looking at him in a daze... as if he was sharpening a sword.
"Are you planning to take action?" Bai Fan asked Bai Xuan.
This was actually nonsense, and Bai Fan knew it very well, but he still asked it.
Because he really wants to know... how strong Bai Xuan is now. Facing those powerful and tyrannical dragons, he had a slight chance of winning.
As for the original history, the original trajectory and so on... those are all false.
Since everything that is supposed to come has come, and you are still hiding to watch the good show and doing nothing... Could it be that you can form a group to come to Orgris to watch the movie through personal experience?
Bai Fan's curiosity is that he is very sure that Bai Xuan has not yet become an immortal, but he can no longer understand his current state and realm, and what level he belongs to.
He only remembered that from three hundred years ago to now, Bai Xuan had swallowed more than a hundred different divine magic potions... Because he didn't care about the success rate, he only cared about whether he could awaken the ancient spirit to enter his body, so Bai Xuan especially has many choices.
Rather than being like other people who swallow magic potions and become gods, they need repeated verification and trial and error before they can determine which path and which magic potion is safe.
And more than a hundred times, it will make ordinary practitioners fall into madness and even be parasitized by evil spirits. However, Bai Xuan survived every time very safely, and did not even allow those external forces to pollute his own practice and body.
All the ancient spirits, all the evil and strange mysteries, are just grindstones for him.
Don't say that Bai Fan can't understand Bai Xuan.
Even his true form, Lin Xi, couldn't see through Bai Xuan.
Although Lin Xi, who has now entered the Demon Saint Realm, can be said to be in the same realm, standing at the upper reaches of the food chain.
But that is a broad general reference, and there will always be one or two special ones that are unexpected.
"Yes! The world does not distinguish between right and wrong, but people have their own opinions. Since I was born as a human being, I cannot ignore these dragons and slaughter the common people like this." Bai Xuan replied.
Bai Fan knew very well that although Bai Xuan, this cheap brother, was really nice to him.
But as a true swordsman, if he makes up his mind about something, he will never look back.
Therefore, he would never say anything to dissuade him.
What's more... Bai Xuan now made Lin Xi feel a stinging threat.
If it cannot be determined, his true identity.
Then... maybe the Demon Dragon Legion can also be regarded as a good knife.
"The dragon is very strong, but you are alone. How can you defeat it?" Bai Fan asked.
Bai Fan didn't say that he would follow.
He is better than himself.
If the true body comes, he can probably fight side by side with Bai Xuan and defend against powerful enemies.
But if it was just his clone...it would be nothing more than a drag.
"If my sword is sharp, no one can match it." Bai Xuan smiled proudly, and then flew out of the wizard tower.
Leave as soon as you say, no delay.
Since the Seven Gods all fell behind, all the resistance forces in the Western world have dispersed.
Except for some remaining armed forces, they are still fighting guerrillas against the transformed dragon beasts.
Most of the Western human races either chose to surrender and were transformed into half-dragons, or they became slaves and food reserves for dragon beasts.
The remnants of the Condor Empire were protecting the young prince, and there were only a handful of living forces who were hiding in the extreme northern wasteland.
I want to take advantage of the natural cold there to ward off most dragon beasts.
After all, most dragons are of the fire attribute.
This will give them powerful destructive power and a cruel and violent character.
Dragon beasts are all transformed by the blood of demon dragons, so they often inherit this attribute.
Bai Xuan didn't deliberately go in a certain direction. He came out this time, firstly because he felt unfair, and secondly, to prove his current swordsmanship practice by taking action wantonly.
In the space of consciousness, he killed more than a hundred ancient spirits.
He digested and absorbed all the remaining consciousness of them and turned it into the material for the evolution of his own sword heart.
Now, his sword heart has been completely condensed and has risen to more than one level.
He has never really taken action, and he doesn't even fully understand how strong it is.
As for becoming an immortal...!
He is not in a hurry!
If you think about it, if you open the immortal gate with one sword and all the immortals come to worship you, what's the difficulty?
With a flash of sword intent, Bai Xuan locked onto a mythical dragon from afar.
This guy has three pairs of wings and two heads that are slightly smaller than his body. The head looks like the head of a strange snake. The scales on his body are black and red. On each scale, there are Sparkling with natural magic light.
The original pattern circulates a huge energy circuit.
These patterns are the original origin of many runes and talismans.
The runes used by many wizards, mages, and immortal cultivators are mostly derived from the patterns carried on the bone armor of some born mythical creatures.
This demonic dragon flew over slowly, burping and staggering.
There were still undigested stumps stuck between his teeth.
On the right side of the head, on the right side of a tooth, was a half-broken corpse. The broken head on the corpse, and the terrifying half of the face, were looking in the direction of Bai Xuan, as if they were a piece of corpse. kind of warning.
"Hiccup! I'm full! I'm full!"
"Here comes another... I can't eat anymore! Next meal! Next meal!"
"What? Are you going to come here by yourself and tie yourself up, or are you going to wait for your uncle Quentin to come over, stuff your head into your ass, and then pack it away?" The demon dragon looked at Bai Xuan and talked trash.
Of course he is not a fool, nor is he a second-rate person.
He could see how powerful Bai Xuan was and the confidence that emanated from his bones.
In today's general environment, the person who can still have such confidence is, if he is not a reckless man who is not afraid of death, then he is a truly powerful practitioner.
Quentin, the Demon Dragon, prefers the latter.
So he was testing Bai Xuan, saying that he was full...of course it was just nonsense.
The sound of swords sounded.
There was confusion in the eyes of Demon Dragon Quentin.
After a snap of his fingers, his two heads separated from his huge body, broke off and fell onto the sand next door.
