nashuaworldcup #1057 - Chapter 1057 Corrosion and Deicide
#1057 - Chapter 1057 Corrosion and Deicide
“Let's go.”
From atop the Abyssal Throne, Wu Wei commanded with a smirk.
It was his only command.
“My warriors.”
“Kill these three fools who call themselves gods!”
“Let their blood flow into the putrid vortex of the Abyss, along with their filthy souls!”
Upon hearing their Abyssal Lord's command, the demon warriors surrounding the three dwarven ancestors roared.
They were no longer merely excited as before.
Their current state was one of devotion and fanaticism!
Though they didn't know what their Abyssal Lord had done to them, they vaguely felt that their lord seemed to have inadvertently made them stronger.
And this feeling was genuine.
Because Wu Wei used his vast divinity to break the windows of the present and future for them, who were mere mortals, allowing them to sense the potential they could possess in the future.
Although Wu Wei couldn't break the shackles between gods and mortals for them like the Abyss Master could, such foresight was enough to make these demon warriors incredibly devout.
The more they called out the name of the Abyssal Lord in battle, the more divinity they could obtain from Wu Wei.
And the more divinity they had, the more devout they would become.
As time passed and the demons survived, this positive cycle would continue eternally.
Therefore...
After sensing their changes, these demons naturally became more fanatical.
The song that had gradually ceased from Wu Wei began to emerge from these demons.
As Wu Wei had said, he, these demon warriors, and the entire war legion of the endless Abyss had finally become one!
Now, everything was ready.
It was time for the endless Abyss to reap the fruits of victory!
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“Damn it.”
“What’s going on?”
“These demons seem… off!”
Meanwhile, the three dwarven ancestors, who had been rampaging through the battlefield, suddenly sensed something was wrong.
However, this 'wrong' didn't mean they could no longer instantly kill demons.
No matter what kind of demon unit appeared before them, they could end it with a single hammer blow.
Yes, a literal hammer blow.
But even so, they still keenly noticed that the demons in front of them, who were like ants, had suddenly begun to possess an aura similar to theirs.
The aura of divinity!
Although this aura was extremely weak, it was undeniably present.
This presence reminded them of the murals they had seen in that godless kingdom in the past.
And on those ancient murals, there had once been such a legion.
A holy legion with the blessing of divinity!
But now, this holy legion seemed to have crossed the distance of time and space, and suddenly appeared before them.
This made them wonder if they were hallucinating.
But the truth was that this was not a hallucination.
Because just as one dwarven ancestor was crushing and slaughtering a group of demons, an inconspicuous Wriggling Demon suddenly roared and slammed the weapon in its hand fiercely onto the back of this dwarven ancestor's hand.
At first, this dwarven ancestor didn't care at all.
He didn't even make a defensive move, and casually waved his hand, shattering this insignificant Wriggling Demon into a cloud of blood mist.
But soon, he froze.
Not just him, the other two ancestors froze as well.
“Pain.”
“I…”
“I felt pain!”
This dwarven ancestor looked at the back of his hand in a panic.
The next moment, his eyes widened.
Because a wound, so small that it couldn't be smaller, appeared on the back of his hand.
A drop of golden but foul-smelling blood flowed down.
“No, no, no.”
“This is impossible!”
“I am a god!”
“How could I be injured?!”
The dwarven ancestor, who hadn't been hurt for countless millennia, roared and rushed up.
His two compatriots, who had already noticed something was wrong, tried to stop him.
But unfortunately, his reason had gradually been corrupted, and he eventually fell into the trap of the endless Abyss.
As the old saying goes.
When you gaze into the abyss, you are destined to be gazed upon by the abyss.
This sentence can be transformed to fit these three dwarven ancestors today.
When you resist the corruption of the endless Abyss, you are destined to be corrupted by the Abyss.
This corruption includes both the flesh and the soul.
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From the moment the first drop of divine blood flowed from the dwarven ancestor.
The entire battlefield was completely out of control.
Countless violent killing intents instantly made this battlefield boil.
No one could tell who was roaring anymore.
Was it the demons, or the dwarves?
No one could tell who they were fighting with.
Were they dwarves and demons, or mortals and gods, or perhaps.
Were they fighting with themselves?
Such overly philosophical questions have little meaning in the dark world of low-dimensional corruption of the endless Abyss.
Because in the midst of countless roars and shouts.
This war was accelerating madly, and also heading madly towards its end.
The reason for saying this is that after Wu Wei distributed his divinity to all the Abyssal warriors.
In less than a day, the war between the dwarven ancestors and the demons had come to an end.
Three dwarven heads, covered in golden blood and riddled with holes, were placed before the Abyssal Lord under the reverent gaze of countless demons.
He.
No.
They.
Successfully killed a god.