Vieye has already planned to separate the "celebration" clergy and re-purchase the "happiness" clergy.

He even did more than once a preview to practice what he should do at that time and how to deal with various emergencies to ensure that everything is foolproof.

But no matter how many drills are, they cannot replace practice.

For example, He never expected that it would be so painful when he truly stripped of his clergy.

In fact, He had already done this drill, and had borrowed several cruel butchers from Morani. During his drill, he gave himself a three-killing and six-hole blood to the ground. He was so painful that he grinned his teeth. He felt that he had practiced very thoroughly, and even suspected of self-abuse.

Now he realized that his original drill was actually far from it!

Not to mention anything else, the pain of stripping away the clergy far exceeded His expectations, and even beyond His imagination.

"Great...great...great..." Because of the extreme pain, He couldn't even scream, and could only make meaningless giggles from his throat, like a rooster who had been strangled to his neck, as if he was about to die.

Of course this is just an illusion. It is impossible to take the life of a great god just by suffering.

But... there was such a very short moment, Vier even felt that maybe it was better to die than to live. After all, everyone knew that the undead had no pain.

This absurd thought only existed in extreme moments and was directly extinguished by Him. Then He ignored thirty and twenty-one, endured the terrifying pain, tried to stabilize the stripped clergy, and passed it on to the Holy Spirit through the last connection between himself and the clergy.

The white light flashed, and the Holy Spirit, who was originally wearing a white robe and could not tell the difference between men and women, instantly, the divine light shook the white robe. The divine light tore the white robe apart. The inside was a beautiful man with a gentle smile, his eyes were like a crescent moon, and people felt a fondness at first sight.

But Sui Xiong and the others didn't care about observing and understanding the new successor God of Celebration, and everyone's attention was focused on Vier.

The most difficult and dangerous thing of this ceremony has just begun!

Vieye, who has stripped the priesthood of celebration, has greatly reduced his strength and has fallen to the level of quasi-god. Especially when He is not good at fighting, he can even say that he is not even at the quasi-god. I am afraid that a powerful legendary peak can beat Him at this moment to the ground for teeth.

There is no doubt that Vieye is extremely weak now. He found Sui Xiong before and asked Sui Xiong to help protect himself, which was also for the sake of this moment.

For a moment, the gods focused all their attention on Him and could no longer care about anything else.

At this moment, a mysterious visitor came outside a cage hidden in a small semi-plane near the main plane.

"The opportunity is here." The visitor was shrouded in the black smoke, so that even his height, fatness and thinness could not be seen clearly. His voice was changed by the strange smoke, hoarse and low, and could not hear the history. "The poor madman and the green jellyfish are now busy with a big thing and cannot make any moves."

In the golden cage of divine power, Shadow and the Assassin God Hassalin opened his eyes.

He did not ask why, but chose to believe.

I have reached this point, what benefits can I get if I deceive myself?

Besides, I have already done this, what else can I lose? What else can I be afraid of?

Is death? There is nothing to fear about death, I am never afraid of death.

So He smiled, and the next moment, all the divine power burst out without reservation.

The cage of divine power that trapped Him in it was created by Yol Gardman. With His powerful divine power, the cage created was naturally enough to completely trap a medium divine power. But when Hassalin burst out with all his strength, but he himself could not separate his attention because of his attention to Viej's situation, the cage suddenly had an undeserved flaw, and Hassalin forced a small gap.

The next moment, Hassalin's body in the cage exploded and turned into a ball of black flames. Most of the black fire was annihilated by the powerful divine power filled with the golden cage, but in the end a wisp of it escaped from that small gap.

One strand is enough.

For Hassalin, even if only one strand of body escapes from the cage, it means completely escape.

The black fire turned in the air and turned back to Hassalin. His face looked slightly pale and a little tired, but the light in his eyes was still firm and not shaken.

"What do you want to do next?" asked the figure shrouded in the smoke.

Hassalin didn't answer at all, and her figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, His figure appeared in front of the divine tree located on the edge of the Void City that was used to suppress and eliminate the god of fear.

His body was shrouded in a weird black flame that was constantly twisting. He used this method to temporarily separate himself from the main plane to avoid being discovered by the barrier left by the goddess of life that protected the main plane and was struck to death by a lightning.

But the black flames were obviously weakening slowly, and it was obvious that His power was also weakening.

However, Hassalin didn't care at all.

He thought everything was hopeless, but now he finally had a glimmer of hope. For this glimmer of hope, he didn't care enough.

He stared at the sacred tree deeply, and his eyes seemed to be able to see the figure sealed in the middle of the tree, wearing hideous black armor forever. The shadow and the assassination God smiled slightly, rushed up without hesitation, and in an instant, burning all his remaining divine power. All the power was injected into the usual divine artifact short knife "Soul-killing Thorn", stabbing at the sacred tree fiercely.

The power of this sword is unparalleled. No matter how powerful the vitality of the sacred tree is, it cannot withstand it. In an instant, the branches and leaves are yellow and the wood is rotten, as if after dying, it has experienced countless years of erosion and has been completely weathered.

At this moment, as long as a gust of breeze blows, the sacred tree will completely collapse and turn into countless debris and spill them all over the ground.

However, in the sacred tree, countless green veins emitted light.

The next moment, the green light filled the sacred tree that had completely withered and decayed, replacing its original structure and reshaping its body according to its previous appearance.

It is still green and towering. The withering and decay just now seems to be just an illusion.

But Hassalin could no longer see this scene. The sword burned out all his power, and even the essence of the gods was burned to pieces. From that moment on, there was no longer the existence of the character "Shadow and Assassination God Hassalin" in the world.

When a brave and determined to do something, he often said, "If you don't succeed, you will be virtuous." Hassalin took a step further. He didn't care whether he could succeed or not, and directly threw out his life as part of his bargaining chips.

"What an amazing determination!" A human face appeared from the big tree that had just emerged from the withered tree. Looking closely, it was Sui Xiong who looked on the earth.

Fortunately, he integrated a clone into this sacred tree, so he was able to reshape the sacred tree at the critical moment just now, avoiding the priesthood of the God of Fear from flying away.

Because of this, he failed to catch Hassalin again, and could only watch the loyal and brave assassin who he admired him fall.

Sighing secretly, Sui Xiong used a branch to roll up the artifact short sword that fell on the ground, put it in the trunk, and placed it next to the crystal of the priest of the fear, and put it together with the hideous black armor left after the God of Fear collapsed and dissipated.

"I don't know if you had a good impression of each other during your lifetime, but I think your relics should be put together and stay with each other like this." He said to himself, "Maybe someone might think I'm pretentious, but I think, let these two artifacts be used as a memory for you."

After saying that, the silence of the sacred tree returned to its silence, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!