This isolation also caused the original magical civilization to begin to decline, and the world entered the dark, turbulent, and ignorant Middle Ages.

People gradually forgot that they had relied on magical power to have enough food and clothing, and there was no such thing as a frigid life. They began to seek answers and God's help in pain, struggle, and despair.

This directly caused the power of the God of the Abyss to become more and more powerful, and even began to squeeze the middle zone of the Netherworld, causing the concentration of the energy in the Netherworld to become higher and higher.

Now when the two worlds are opened up again, all this energy pours into the real world.

This will directly cause all the technologies accumulated and developed by mankind during the Dark Middle Ages to be violently impacted.

After all, primitive gunpowder weapons are definitely not as effective as magic in the face of terrifying monsters like flying dragons and giants.

And this change will kill the natural science that has been nurtured for thousands of years and is about to be born.

Not only that!

The influx of energy from the underworld will also allow the spiritual power from the abyss to have a greater influence on the material world.

Especially those unspeakably huge evil thoughts from the abyss, which will cause permanent changes to everyone who touches or even uses its power.

"Stupid protester!

Do you think you can resist fate?

No, in fact, all your struggles have already become part of your destiny.

You are just a pathetic loser, a bug stuck in the web of fate."

Griffith stood at the top of the World Tree, mocking the Skeleton Knight for his overestimation.

He did not launch any attack, but used the most vicious words to stimulate the opponent's angry soul that had not cooled down for thousands of years.

"I...what have I done?"

The Skeleton Knight obviously realized how much trouble he had caused, and the two cold lights in his eyes flashed violently to show the unrest in his master's heart.

How can you be calm?

This blow was the closest he came to killing the hand of God.

But what’s the result?

The opponent actually instantly transferred the damage from the water-calling sword to the giant tree at his feet.

The power to reverse the law of cause and effect was a barrier that he could not understand, let alone break through, even after studying it for more than a thousand years.

Just when everyone was shocked by this sudden change, a figure suddenly fell from the clouds and rushed straight into the entrance of the nether world, spreading his arms and letting out an extremely unrestrained laugh.

"Pinch hahaha! It's opened! It's finally opened! I declare that from now on, this time and space belongs to me."

"who?!"

Boyd was obviously startled by the sudden appearance of the figure.

Because that terrifying power is as powerful as the God of the Abyss and the evil thoughts!

No!

Probably much more powerful than that!

Soon, the hands of the five gods and the surviving humans and apostles on the ground saw a girl with a backpack and a stuffed bear hanging on her waist, holding a blank card high above her head.

The next second...

The planeswalker spark on her chest began to flicker violently, and then the energy from the entire Netherworld and even the abyss began to surge in like a mountain and a tsunami, until the card appeared with patterns and words.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, the card disappeared completely, and then an indescribable mystery emanated from the girl's body and continued to spread around, anyone who was touched by this breath

It will produce a very wonderful feeling.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Congratulations, little master. Your power has become stronger again."

Anastasia, who had been hiding in the dark and silently observing everything, finally appeared, with a happy smile on her face and bent down and bowed.

"No! This is not enough! The will of this world has not surrendered to me yet!"

After completing the creation of the land card and activating it, little Annie turned her attention to the five God's Hands present.

"Dear sister, as long as you give me a little more time, I promise to take them all down."

Hansel quickly stood up and gave his assurance.

He obviously didn't want little Annie to intervene in this battle, and he didn't want the other party to use the power of the planeswalker's spark to make all five God's Hands into cards. In that case, all his delicious meals would be gone.

"Stupid brother, I don't have time to wait for you to take them down."

Having said that, little Annie ignored Hansel's stinky face and rushed forward with the enhanced version of the Warlock King's scepter.

The taciturn Conrad had no time to react. He was hit by this artifact on the spot. His fat body was directly sucked in by the [Titanium Crystal] on the top of the scepter, leaving only a picture full of horror and astonishment.

and a face of disbelief.

Obviously, this artifact, which could originally banish a god at random, has now become a treasure that can imprison a god.

However, this kind of imprisonment is not permanent, but a short-term imprisonment ranging from a few hours to a few days depending on the level of divine power.

Moreover, during the imprisonment process, the user of the artifact cannot cause even a little bit of damage to it.

"Damn it!"

Realizing what his sister wanted to do, he immediately rushed towards Boyd, the "most powerful brain" in a hurry, intending to take down the hand of God whose soul exuded the most alluring aura.

But at this critical moment, Griffith suddenly spread his wings to wrap himself up again.

Seeing this, the other four Hands of God seemed to understand something, and teleported to the side one after another, and then merged into the huge black shadow.

thump!

thump!

thump!

As the last God's Hand penetrated into it, a huge heartbeat came from inside.

This heartbeat sound seemed to have some kind of magic power. When it made the sound, except for the two divine powers, Little Annie and Hansel, the hearts of everyone else in the room began to beat together.

Finally, when the black wing membrane disappeared, a huge heart with eyes appeared out of thin air in everyone's sight.

The crack that was originally supposed to be connected to the blood vessels was constantly spurting out pure spiritual energy, and there was a chain like a genetic double helix underneath that connected the nether world and even the abyss.

In just a few seconds, the spiritual energy it sprayed formed a whirlpool-like ocean around it.

Behelet, which is extremely rare in the material world, is now like a drop of water contained endlessly in the ocean of spirit and thoughts.

This scene obviously shocked everyone!

The apostles, including Zod, felt as if they had seen gods, kneeling on the ground with all their bodies prostrated, not even daring to raise their heads.

"What the... what the fuck is this?"

Gus felt that the brand behind him was as hot as fire, and the intense pain was almost beyond what his nerves could bear.

But fortunately, the power of the elector ensured that he did not lose consciousness because of this, and could only help but let out a low roar of pain.

"Are you the God of the Abyss? The evil idea formed by the projection of all humans in this world?"

Little Annie touched her chin and asked with interest.

"Yes, that's me."

The God of the Abyss answered in the affirmative without thinking.

"Will you surrender to me?"

Little Annie raised her chin slightly and continued to ask.

The evil thoughts stared at the girl in front of him with thousands of eyes, and it took more than ten seconds before he replied: "No, I will not surrender to you, because your thoughts and ideas are not consistent with mine.

Now I ask you to take your people and leave my world, otherwise I will begin to mobilize the power of the entire world to destroy you."

"Ha! You think you can kill me?"

Little Annie suddenly released her huge magical energy like a vast sea of ​​stars.

As a quasi-god born from magic and mystery, she is born with potential and advantages that ordinary gods and quasi-gods can never reach.

Even Midnight, the third-generation magic goddess of Faerûn, praised this child for having a great future.

It can even be said that among all the descendants of Zuo Si who have been born so far, little Annie is the most powerful one. Even the Prince of Darkness, Graya, could only barely keep up with her without being pushed too far away.

"This has nothing to do with whether I can, but I have to do it." The God of the Abyss replied without any emotion.

"What's the meaning?"

Little Annie clearly noticed something was wrong, and her two little eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"Literally. Even if the world is destroyed because of this, I must do this. Because that is the reason, the meaning of my existence."

As the last word blurted out, the God of the Abyss suddenly condensed the spewing spiritual energy into a whip, and whipped it towards Little Annie, Hansel, Mordred and Anastasia with a snap.

Among them, Little Annie and Hansel were able to block it easily, but the latter two were in dire straits.

They have not reached the level of divine power, so they have no power to fight back when facing gods of this level of world will.

Anastasia was hit from mid-air to the ground with a huge force on the spot, and dark red blood spurted out from her mouth with a whoosh.
To be continued...