In this small study, with Madeira's words, the most trembling at the root of the world was trembling. In Zhao Qi's eyes, the authority of killing had already begun to move slowly.

The world is instinctively turbulent, and the red and blood-like light shines in the sky. I have long known how many people and God's attention has aroused.

A few years ago, the world of gods mixed with countless gods' authority, landed on this world, causing great global unrest.

It is still fermenting and extending to this day. In the eyes of many gods, it has become the beginning of the turbulent era!

But at this time, the gods realized that that turmoil was never a big deal. This turmoil originated from the origin of the world really called the chaos of the gods.

Under this red light, the glory of the gods in the Pantheon was trembling slightly. In a trance, there was an illusion of being fallen from dust!

"Who is the God of God! Such a divine light is not something that ordinary people can possess. There are definitely people who are preparing to be God, what kind of authority does he achieve the throne of God!"

"Check, hurry up! Call on all our believers to find it out under the sky and above the earth!"

The Pantheon was in a panic at this moment, and there were countless weak gods with divine powers, making heart-wrenching howls.

The powerful divine powers at the top of the high temple were also flashing their eyes.

At this moment, the world witnessed, and the world was shaking together. Such visions have far exceeded the visions that a god had just received when he was appointed as a god, but they had more important things to do!

Although the world's force is sending a faint warning to them, they do not have much energy to investigate

Because at this moment, due to some undescribable reasons, the gods of the two camps of order and chaos are constantly fighting at the source of the Force, and the slogans of divine war in the main material world are increasing.

Even if they found the new god's feet, they had no choice.

The qi and energy of several powerful gods intertwined each other and had already formed a new balance. Any action of a god may cause the entire situation to be completely out of control.

No one of them wanted to be the character at the beginning of this big event, so they were in a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, the killing power between heaven and earth was boiling, and it would actually fill the whole world!

"How is that possible! In the main material world, the sons of killing have just woken up and have not come to kill each other at all, and have accumulated enough killing power and divine nature.

Which son of killing was actually recognized by the world's killing force and conducted a trial of the son of killing in advance! This is impossible!!”

The trial of the Son of Killing is directly related to the ownership of a powerful divine power. Which of the gods present is not a snooping heart?

It can be said that as long as you have enough strength, you will be involved in some ways!

However, with Zhao Qi's intervention, the entire chessboard was invisibly overturned. The so-called trial of the Son of Killing ended before it even began.

Standing in front of Zhao Qi, Madeira had a red star on her head.

"Sir Baron, this is my will, and my way of killing! I wonder if you are satisfied?"

"Any will, without the support of power, or even the expectations of sentient beings, is just a castle in the air, beautiful and useless. Do you have the will to carry all the killing in a world?

You know, there are two mountains in front of you. If you don’t break their strength, you can use less of such mouths.”

Zhao Qi looked at him leisurely, not amazed at the ripple of the killing force that caused Madeira's will.

The will without power is just a slap in verbal trouble. Just like Madeira did not use his extraordinary power and the identity of the Son of Killing before, she wanted to make people agree with his philosophy.

But even if he said it was so vague, no one could admit it, and it was still overturned to the ground and stepped on it.

"This is natural. After today, there will be no more name in the world!"

In Zhao Qi's eyes, Madeira's words seemed to touch the energy in the dark.

At the root of the world, the force of killing was unprecedentedly boiling, and a powerful force surged out of the darkness, rolling with Madeira's will directly rushed into an unknown place.

At this moment, all prophecy and magical power in the world are temporarily ineffective at this moment. Even if the gods do their best, they can see it, but it is just a rushing force that swept across the entire world!

Everyone already knows that the trial about the God of Killing has finally begun!

This is the Kingdom of God at the Throne of Bar, the dark stone pillars, the mottled blood, the dark earth is full of cracks and has not healed at all.

Madeira stepped in without any hesitation before standing in such a palace!

After crossing the thirteenth floor of black stairs, he came to the palace inside. Not surprisingly, he saw a black throne appearing inside the palace. On the stairs leading to the throne, countless skeletons and faces were embedded.

A vague divine shadow on the throne sat lazily on it, looking at Madeira's figure, wondering what he was thinking.

At this node of fate, Barr's consciousness, who had been lurking among all descendants, finally awakened.

Adhering to the blood of killing, he was resurrected on the throne of killing, and with the starting point of his own descendants' battles and fighting, he annexed each other, and decided on the final king of killing, and then he picked the fruits of the final victory.

It’s a pity that such a script of fate was cut in half before it was staged.

Because before any son of killing killed each other, a real heir had already come to him!

"My child, are you here to present your soul and flesh to your father? Are you just looking forward to your father's resurrection?"

The vague divine shadow on the throne suddenly became clear at this moment. In the whole world, warriors, magicians, wanderers, priests, and paladins stood up next to the throne of killing.

Each of these former strong men is the most loyal believer to Barr. Each of them is an existence that is hard to look up to for the former Madeira, and even more arguing about the huge figure sitting on the throne and filling the entire world!

"Father, have you heard the overwhelmed squeeze at the root of the world? Have you heard the wailing sound of endless creatures at the lowest level of the world? Have you heard the faint boiling sound in the numb hearts of sentient beings? Do you really know what is killing?"

Standing under the throne of killing, Madeira, who was obviously looking up at them all, suddenly asked.

"Hmph, kill him! Let this humble bug become my first sacrifice to resurrect in the world!!" The face of the God of Killing on the throne flashed with impatience. For such a little bug, he didn't even have the desire to stand up.

"Yes! My Lord!!" With a command, the gray killing force completely exploded here!

"Wrong, wrong. Bar, you are wrong. In your eyes, killing is just your authority, it is your weapon to intimidate sentient beings, and it is your means to occupy powerful divine power."

Guided by Madra's little redness, countless red lights floated out from all parts of the world.

Behind Madeira, the river gathers into the sea, and the red dawn that can sweep the world.

"Killing is the ultimate means to resolve all root contradictions. From the change of the world itself, from the change of the will of sentient beings, from the smallest to the change of the new and old forces, it is always based on killing.

You will never listen to the sound of killing and will never understand my thoughts. So you should die forever at the end of time and space."

Red, red, bright red, in a trance, the killing force of the entire world has been completely dyed red!
Chapter completed!