nashuaworldcup Chapter 438 Slaying 7 Gods in Succession, Terrifying Everyone
Chapter 438 Slaying 7 Gods in Succession, Terrifying Everyone
Chapter 438 Slaying Seven Gods in Succession, Terrifying Everyone
call!call!call!
At the top of the Tower of Babel, leaving Tiona and Anya on the thirtieth floor to protect the gods, Roy slowly walked up to the tallest building in Orario. He had been here once before when he threw the Divine Spear, so it wasn't unfamiliar to him.
Roy stood on a massive platform above the vast sea of clouds, where the relentless, fierce winds emitted a chilling, piercing wail, like countless wind blades tearing and howling across his body.
As Roy looked down, Orario—the magnificent city hailed as the "center of the world"—spread clearly across his field of vision.
This seemingly magnificent panoramic view is permeated with an inescapable tension and oppression.
The streets, once bustling with activity, are now sparsely populated; the once vibrant squares are now eerily empty or filled with restless unease; the crisis triggered by Dionysus has shrouded the vast city in an invisible cloud of impending doom and heavy tension.
People wore anxious expressions.
Now that things have come to this, Roy understands.
Dionysus's true target was him. He used the corrupt celestial beings as pawns, kidnapped the gods, and sent them back to the heavens, all to create the current situation.
Before Roy were twelve heavy, iron-like black square boxes, silently arranged in different positions on the platform, standing like a Bagua diagram.
These square boxes resembled cages for holding wild beasts, but Roy felt they were more like cold coffins, exuding an aura of death and unease.
The deities who were kidnapped are being held captive inside!
Intuitive!
As he activated his skill, Roy sensed a faint danger emanating from the black coffins. He didn't act rashly, but instead looked at the culprit behind it all.
Dionysus, Philweis!
"Rives was killed, what a pity, it was the first time that child returned to the surface of the earth," Dionysus said with a sense of pity, as if he had not ordered her to stop Roy, which led to her death.
"This time I'll kill you!"
Philweis stood beside Dionysus, holding a short sword, her gaze fixed intently on Roy, her eyes filled with fighting spirit and savage killing intent.
The pain of transforming into a monster led to the creation of clone magic and a second personality. However, her repeated defeats at the hands of Roy drove Phil Weiss completely insane.
Philvis, as a freak, has even greater potential than Revis. She devours a large number of magic stones and advances to LV.8!
Roy ignored Phil Weiss, that crazy woman. There was a gap between them at LV.8, so defeating her wouldn't be difficult for him. He'd better rescue Astraea first!
His gaze fell on Dionysus.
Dionysus was also looking at Roy. "Madman, do you want to rescue Astraea?"
Roy remained calm. "And then?"
"Haha, let's play a guessing game!"
Dionysus dropped his feigned sorrow for Revis and said, word by word, "Here are twelve magic boxes, each imprisoning one of the twelve gods. You will choose a box, but there is only one correct answer—Asteria. If you guess wrong, you will bear the consequences!"
Roy asked, "The consequences?"
Dionysus's handsome features contorted in pain. "Of course, it's to slay the gods inside the Pandora's Box!"
"What's the point of this kind of game?"
Roy remained expressionless, but secretly used the skill "Netherworld Soul Chaser" to search for Astrea.
Seemingly aware of Roy's plan, Dionysus laughed, "It's useless. These magic boxes are wrapped in magical protective cloths that shield perception; you won't be able to find them—"
Since his identity was exposed, Dionysus has been relying on this magical protective cloth to evade Roy's pursuit, looking as pathetic as a stray dog.
This is also Dionysus's trump card.
Bang!
Dionysus had not finished speaking.
Roy's figure was swallowed by the spatial fluctuations and instantly appeared in front of the other party. At close range, one could clearly see the pupils of this evil god suddenly contracting in horror.
Even Phil Weiss was caught off guard.
Roy's large hand moved like a blur, suddenly gripping Dionysus's fragile neck.
"But killing you will only take a moment!" Roy suddenly exerted force with his arm, lifting the evil god who was secretly manipulating the conspiracy into the air.
"Ooh!"
Dionysus's arrogance and madness were replaced by the pain of suffocation. Unable to use his divine powers, he was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter in front of Roy.
The moment he removed the magical protective cloth, it meant that Roy's Netherworld Soul Chaser could track him down and kill him instantly using spatial magic!
However, Dionysus showed no panic.
Evil gods are not afraid of death!
"This is spatial magic, a miracle of the lower realm, truly amazing!" Dionysus, experiencing Roy's unpredictable teleportation for the first time, couldn't help but praise it. To awaken such magic was simply unheard of!
It can only be explained as a "miracle from the lower realms".
"but!"
Dionysus smiled slightly. "Roy, you're very clever. You didn't use spatial magic and went to rescue the trapped gods immediately."
Roy stared coldly at Dionysus.
Dionysus continued, "Those magic boxes contain dangerous fire stones inside. Without a special method of opening them, they will explode the moment they are attacked, killing the gods inside!"
Dionysus's voice, filled with madness and triumph, resounded throughout every corner of Orario via the Mirror of God.
"!!!"
The vast city fell into a rigid, lifeless silence.
Both the gods and the people were shocked by Dionysus's schemes, each step meticulously planned and executed. The intricate plot and treacherous design of this evil god instilled in people an unprecedented sense of dread and despair.
Using the filthy immortal essence, we can divert the city's fighting power!
The gods were kidnapped, and the boy was forced to play a cruel guessing game. A magical protective cloth shielded his senses and sealed his tracking skills. A specially made fire stone made even the boy, who possessed spatial magic, dare not make a move.
Dionysus could kill all the gods at once!
Roy might be able to be a little tougher.
Using the "Residual Light" slash, all the coffins are cut open at the same time. The moment you see Astraea, use "Superior Transfer" to take your goddess away!
But if he were even slightly slower, the explosion of the Fire Stone would kill Astrea!
Moreover, he cannot save all the gods at the same time.
Would Roy dare to take the gamble?
Do not!
This is not gambling! Roy stared at Dionysus, unable to discern lies; until now, it had all been Dionysus's side of the story.
Dionysus laughed, "Sounds good, doesn't it? If you choose Astraea, you can bring back your chief god, and the game is over. Even if you choose wrong, it's just killing some unrelated gods."
A guessing game!
If you got Astraea, the game is over!
If he guesses wrong, Roy will have to kill the god!
These words sent chills down everyone's spines. What exactly did this evil god want to do? Was he forcing Roy to raise his sword against the gods and have the children of the mortal realm kill the gods?
"I see!"
Roy narrowed his eyes; this was Dionysus's target, and it was something that even he found very troublesome.
Even if he used the "Residual Light" slash to cut open all the coffins, he could at most rescue Astraea; the other gods would either be blown up or torn apart by his slash.
Dionysus was even happier that he had achieved his goal in one fell swoop!
Their goal is to make him kill the gods!
To rescue Astraea, Hestia, and many more gods, one must accept this meticulously planned game; it is the only option.
Faced with a well-prepared Dionysus, the game had eliminated countless factors, leaving only pure luck. Roy said, "The box on the right!"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Phil Weiss stepped forward and lifted the magic cloth covering the magic box.
Inside the box lay a goddess, who looked like an old woman in her sixties or seventies, with silver hair and a sorrowful expression. But she was a deity after all, with a very dignified figure and features, like a work of art carefully sculpted by the heavens.
However, everyone's pupils suddenly contracted!
This goddess has a gentle and kind appearance, but she is not Astraea, the goddess who governs "justice".
Instead, it was Penea, the goddess who presided over "poverty"!
The goddess Penea, known as the "Goddess of Poverty," did not establish a kinship, rarely participated in divine gatherings, and when the gods saw her, they would mischievously flee, shouting as they ran, "Don't get infected by Penea fungus, or you'll become poor!"
Peneya's activities mainly take place in the Daedalus Street area, where they have close ties with many poor people in Orario, and they are more like a special religious organization.
She was respected and loved by countless poor people.
“Could it be!”
"Crazy man, no! Stop!"
"Don't hurt Lord Penea!"
The poor people on Daedalus Street had bloodshot eyes and looked even more uneasy, screaming hysterically as they tried to stop Roy.
If he makes the wrong choice, Roy will have to kill God himself!
This cruel reality was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's hearts, and an unprecedented atmosphere of oppression enveloped everyone in Orario.
"That bastard!"
Loki's face was grim. Although this matter was caused by Dionysus, Roy's slaying of the god had a huge impact on the Astraea Familia.
Hermes frowned; Dionysus's true purpose was probably not so simple!
"Is it dawn yet? So many butterflies." The goddess Penea's eyes were hazy, completely unaware of the impending danger, and she spoke in a pure and innocent voice.
"This smell—such a strong smell of alcohol." Roy smelled the pungent odor of alcohol in the air.
At this moment, the arrow is on the bowstring and must be released!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, amidst the shouts of countless poor people on Daedalus Street, Roy, like an emotionless machine, slowly raised the elven holy sword in his hand, which shimmered with brilliant light.
At that moment, everyone felt a sense of suffocation.
puff!
Roy swung his sword, and a sharp "residual light" sword beam slashed down, causing the space to groan and distort in its wake.
A slash with power reaching LV.8, a normal attack.
The black coffin was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of this slash; the terrifying sword light cleaved the black box in two without any hindrance!
The sword light had not yet dissipated!
As the slash tore through the box, it mercilessly devoured the goddess Penea inside. Her loving and gentle figure vanished silently in the destructive sword light, leaving behind only pale specks of divine light.
Rumble!!
Dionysus's words were not a lie.
The instant the slash passed, sparks flew violently, the speed was unimaginable, and the entire coffin exploded with a deafening roar, bursting into brilliant flames.
The entire coffin was made of firestone!
Roy's face darkened. The explosion was incredibly fast. Luckily, he didn't choose to force a rescue. Even with intuition and superior transfer, the probability of failure was still very high.
The tragedy of the gods!
Those who clearly saw this scene through the divine mirror floating in the void had their pupils wide open, their eyeballs seemingly about to pop out, and the color drained from their faces instantly, leaving only a deathly pale ashes!
Gods who descend to the mortal realm rarely put on airs and mingle with adventurers and the common people. Even if mortal children do something excessive to the gods, it's not a problem, such as when Ais beats up Loki.
However, inflicting a fatal wound on a deity has been a taboo for thousands of years!
No one can arbitrarily break this ironclad rule!
Now, right before their eyes, "The Madman" Roy wields his sword and personally inflicts a fatal wound on a god!
The truly terrifying part is not just this —
"impossible!!"
The gods gasped in surprise, stood up abruptly, and stared intently at the image reflected in the divine mirror.
Because there is no pillar of light from the sky!
Penea's body simply vanished. All they could think of was the terrible truth: Penea hadn't been returned to the heavens, but had died completely!
Roy frowned. "Divine wine!"
When a deity suffers a fatal injury, divine power is automatically triggered to repair the body, and then the deity is sent back to the heavens.
However, there is another special case!
The deity deliberately suppressed its divine power, gave up repairing its body, and walked towards complete death!
Normally, it's impossible for a deity to do this. By returning the children to the heavens, they could still observe the mortal realm and pay attention to the children they like.
If it is true death, it would take tens of thousands of years to be resurrected. By then, the world would have changed, and everything would be different. For the gods of the past, time was the least valuable thing. But now, "death" has become an expensive price that even the gods are unwilling to pay.
The rich aroma of alcohol in the air, coupled with the thought that Dionysus could brew a divine wine even more delicious than Soma, made Roy seem to understand something.
Dionysus used divine wine to control Penea, causing her to suppress her divine power!
That's why Peneya had that unusual reaction.
Penea, the "God of Poverty," is utterly dead!
Rumble!!
In that instant, a terrifying phenomenon engulfed the entire world, as if the pure, vibrant azure sky had been splashed with endless divine blood.
The thick, sticky crimson spread wildly at a terrifying speed, instantly transforming the entire sky into a blood-red inferno churning with an ominous glow.
All was silent; all sound had vanished!
The whole world was plunged into an unprecedented heaviness; time slowed down, even the gentle breezes of nature stopped, and the leaves ceased to sway.
Without exception, birds, beasts, insects, and fish lost the ability to make sounds; there were no cries of alarm, no mournful cries.
It was as if the world was mourning the death of a god!
"The deity is dead?!"
Faced with this sudden and bizarre phenomenon, all living beings, regardless of strength or race, were gripped by a bone-chilling cold that originated from the depths of their souls, sweeping across the entire city.
Everyone's blood seemed to freeze, and their hearts were gripped tightly by an invisible hand of fear.
Gazing upon the earth-shattering spectacle of the god's fall, all the adventurers and ordinary people of Orario, except for the god, felt an intense sense of weakness wash over them from the depths of their bodies, leaving them utterly powerless.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A series of muffled thuds of kneeling echoed across the ground.
Regardless of age or gender, despair was evident on their faces as they slammed their knees heavily onto the hard ground.
An inexplicable sense of fear enveloped everyone kneeling on the ground, seeping into their skin and penetrating their very bones!
"???"
Loki, Hermes, Njord, Baldr, and other gods stared blankly, their mouths agape for a long time. Dionysus had gone to such lengths!
"It is too heavy for children of the lower realm to bear the sin of slaying gods," Demeter said, covering her face and weeping.
The other deities were deeply shocked and remained silent.
Unlike returning them to the Heavenly Realm, this is the true killing of a god, a taboo that no one has ever violated before!
But this game is far from over!
Dionysus gazed at the crimson sky, which had even obscured the light of the sun and moon, and then turned his gaze back to Roy. "Let's continue!"
This calm urging was like a heavy steel hammer, striking everyone's heart, and countless eyes were fixed on the boy.
In secret, Roy had returned gods before, but this was the first time he had actually killed a god!
"call!"
Roy exhaled a heavy breath, his gaze falling on another coffin. "Open this one!"
Philweis stepped forward and lifted the magical shroud of the coffin, revealing a drunken male god named Helios, the chief god of a mid-level clan.
"Hehehe, you guessed wrong again!" Dionysus's lips curled into a mocking sneer.
scoff!
Practice makes perfect. Without any hesitation, Roy raised the elven holy sword and slashed down again! The terrifying sword light tore apart the coffin and the god.
The coffin made of firestone exploded with a deafening roar!
Another god has fallen!
Unlike the goddess Penea, all members of the Helios Familia lost their power and their blessings were sealed. People on the surface cursed Roy madly, while those in the underground city were on the verge of death!
Roy said in a deep voice, "The coffin on your left!"
Philweiss lifted the magical veil, revealing a beautiful goddess, Eris, the goddess of "discord"!
"Wait, Madman, I don't want to die! My children need me!" Eris cried, tears streaming down her face. She hadn't drunk the divine wine, and inside the black coffin, she too had heard Roy and Dionysus's conversation.
call out!
Roy remained expressionless, raised his hand, and unleashed a powerful sword strike that engulfed the goddess Eris.
Strangely, there was still no pillar of light from the sky.
Next up are the goddess Oxor, the god Pasithea, the goddess Musica, and the god Kumteuthe!
Rumble! Rumble!!
The Fire Stones exploded in a chain reaction, with terrifying and dazzling flames engulfing the surroundings, accompanied by a deafening roar that sounded like the death knell of the apocalypse.
With the fall of each god, the sky, already transformed into a blood-red inferno, became even more terrifying.
The thick, blood-red color surged wildly like boiling lava, its hue deepening rapidly, becoming increasingly dazzling and vibrant, as if the entire sky had been completely soaked in endless divine blood.
Having slain seven gods in succession, Roy stood on the platform, holding the holy sword, his expression unchanged.
"————"
The initial shock and fear were no longer visible on the faces of the witnesses. Their eyes were empty, their faces were stiff, and they could not utter a sound. A deep-seated numbness was reflected on everyone's face.
Roy slaughters gods like pigs and dogs, madly trampling on the most terrible taboos in the world!
"So that's how it is!"
"This is Dionysus's true purpose!"
Loki and Hermes were the first to realize Dionysus's plot, and their faces were extremely grim as the gods themselves destroyed any hope for the mortal realm!
Finally, in the eighth black coffin that was opened, Roy saw that familiar figure.
The goddess Astraea stood silently inside the coffin, her elegant long dress accentuating her exquisite figure, but her delicate features were overwhelmed by endless sorrow.
"Roy!"
Crystal-clear tears had already overflowed, like pearls from a broken string, rolling down Astraea's beautiful yet sorrowful face. Her gaze pierced through the blood-red sky and the smoke of destruction, fixed on the boy who was fighting for her.
After continuously slaying gods, the blessing on Roy's back shimmered with golden light, feeling unusually hot, very similar to when he awakened the skill "Netherworld Soul Chaser".
A new skill has been awakened!
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