Along with the death of a large number of creatures, the divine power in his body began to grow, expand, and boil at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a cold temperament unique to the Son of Baal.

After all, even a person who is originally kind-hearted will gradually become hard-hearted after watching dramas of betrayal, killing and death happening around him all day long.

Just like soldiers on the battlefield, when they first see a bloody corpse, whether it is one's own or the enemy's, they will subconsciously feel fear and fear.

But as time goes by and the body's protective mechanism is turned on, they will quickly adapt, become numb, and even enjoy the excitement and pleasure brought by killing, destruction and plunder.

What's more, those killed this time were basically fire giants and mercenaries who joined the fire giant army in order to plunder Saraduxu's wealth.

Just when Sancho's pupils were flashing with a cold light that was colder than the legendary magic, and he was about to rush down to cooperate with Davian and directly annihilate this legion without any further trouble, a force that was so powerful that he couldn't resist tightened.

The soul is imprisoned.

Instantly!

Under the influence of this power, he transcended the constraints of body and plane and suddenly appeared in the independent space that he had transformed in the kingdom of Baal, the god of murder.

Just a second later, a mysterious voice like singing a hymn sounded in my ears.

"Welcome, Son of God, I have been waiting for you for a long time.

You have crossed the limits of mortals and are embarking on a sacred and great path of immortality.

And I will serve as a guide to help you understand yourself and ensure that you can fulfill your responsibilities immediately after becoming a true god."

Following the voice, Sancho saw a female angel with eyes shining with golden light like a god, standing under a sycamore tree not far away, with a smile as warm and kind as the spring breeze on her face.
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Blazing God Attendant!

He immediately recognized the other party's identity.

Since he had met Nimedona, the goddess of nature, more than once before, the boy had a good understanding of this creature that also possessed divinity and power comparable to that of a demigod.

I just don’t understand why the other person appears in his evil father’s country.

In addition, I don’t know if it is an illusion, but Sancho always feels that the blazing god in front of him seems to be even more powerful, just like a real god, and his every move contains unimaginable majesty and power.

"Who are you?"

Sancho took a deep breath to force himself to stay calm, and at the same time cautiously explored.

"As the messenger of fate and gods, I have existed since before the first thread of fate was woven.

And you, the Son of God, are standing at the crossroads of destiny.

The divine light has now awakened in the bodies of all the sons of Baal.

Some of you have even ignited the spark of divinity and gained the power of quasi-gods or even demigods.

This is too dangerous for mortals in the material world.

Even just one battle can lead to the death of thousands of people and cause huge damage to the environment and landscape.

By the order of His Majesty Io, the Supreme God, from this moment on, the power of all Sons of Baal will be restricted to a certain extent.

You can continue to use those divine powers that transcend mortals, but the scope of the impact in the material world will be greatly reduced."

The Chitian Divine Attendant expressed his intention in a very simple and direct manner.

"So you are here to inform me on behalf of the gods, especially the God of Gods Io, that my divine power will be restricted in the future?"

Sancho raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Not long ago, he was still thinking about when the gods would choose to intervene as the sons of Baal became more and more powerful.

But I didn’t expect that what was supposed to come in just a few days has already arrived.

Chitian Divine Attendant shook his head gently: "No, Son of God.

My responsibility is not only to inform, but also to supervise and ensure that the entire process is within control.

In addition, I will also teach all the sons of Baal who have won their own destiny how to correctly understand the divine essence in their bodies and their subconscious understanding of themselves.

Becoming a qualified god is not as simple as you think, just kill all the other brothers and sisters, seize all the power Baal left in this world, and then inherit the Blood Throne.

God represents absolute free will without external interference, and the endless pursuit of a certain idea and sole goal.

If you cannot do this, you cannot be called a god even if you gain the corresponding power.

It’s like you are unable to give up your mortal body and completely spiritualize yourself now.”

"Sorry, I have no intention of becoming the new God of Murder." Sancho suddenly interrupted.

"Whether you want to become a god or not is your choice and has nothing to do with me.

But I must fulfill my responsibility and teach you the knowledge you must master.

I am an observer, supervisor, and educator, representing absolute neutrality.

I will not interfere, let alone participate in it.

When you defeat a powerful enemy and win your destiny, I will appear again.

Goodbye, Son of God.

I hope you can persist in the cruel battle until the end."

After saying these words, Chitian Divine Attendant bowed gracefully, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared from the place.

And Sancho was instantly sent back from the kingdom of Baal to the battlefield of Saradux by a force.

At the moment when the whole person had not had time to come back to his senses, a strong sense of crisis suddenly gave rise to courage from the bottom of his heart.

He quickly turned his head and looked behind him, only to find a pair of sharp and fascinating eyes staring at him in the dark corner under the city wall.

The owner of the eyes crossed his fingers to signal "Follow me", and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Sancho quickly used the corner of his eye to glance at the fire giants and mercenaries outside the city wall who had been frightened by the terrifying lethality of the legendary magic and did not dare to attack again. After confirming that there was no need to worry about the safety of the city in the short term, he jumped

He jumped from a high place and chased after her.

After passing through several alleys and ruins of buildings, he finally saw the true face of the mysterious man, a hooded monk wearing an ascetic robe.

Just when he wanted to ask about the other party's identity, origin and purpose, the monk suddenly showed a very strange smile and asked directly: "I think you have just met the blazing god who claims to be the messenger of the gods.

, right?"

"Are you also a son of Baal?!"

Sancho's pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately raised his vigilance and alert level to the highest level.

Because among all the sons of Baal encountered so far, except for Imoen and Aberdare, every one of them basically came here to kill him.

"Relax, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet.

In addition, I can also tell you clearly that my name is Balthazar and I am also one of the Five Descendants.

But don’t worry, I’m not of the same mind as them, and I’ve never pried into the evil and filthy power of the Throne of Blood.

There is only one thing I want to do.

That is to erase all the bloodlines left by Baal, the God of Murder, in this world and completely destroy his ambition to be resurrected."

After saying that, Balthazar took off his hood to reveal that his forehead, face and neck were densely covered with talismans used to suppress Baal's power.

Sancho just glanced at it and was shocked by this scene that could not be described in words.

He could not believe at all that there would be a son of Baal in this world who could resist the temptation of divine power, completely abandon the gift from the god's father, and perfectly seal it with only his own will and strength.

"It seems that you already believe what I said. This is good and can avoid a lot of unnecessary suspicion and suspicion."

A faint smile appeared on Balthazar's face, and he pointed in the direction outside the city wall and said to himself: "You should have seen the immortal body possessed by Yagasura.

As far as I know, this is a very mysterious and powerful secret technique, derived from ancient natural magic.

The first person to use it was the famous swamp witch-Niali.

Later, for some unknown reasons, this crazy old woman chose to serve Baal, the god of murder, and became a high-level priest.

What’s even more interesting is that Niali is also Yagasura’s adoptive mother.

So as long as you can find this swamp witch, you will naturally be able to figure out how Yagasura obtained immortality and how to crack it."

"You want to use my hand to kill Yagasura?"

Sancho raised his head and asked in an uncertain tone.

"That's right. My goal is to kill all the Sons of Baal, even myself.

If you can do this successfully, then I will provide you with information about Xander and Abazige again.

Anyway, keep working hard.

Hope your performance is as good as someone promised.

Otherwise, I will have to do it myself."

With the last word blurted out, Balthazar jumped over the city wall with ease and disappeared into the distant woods at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Two fire giants who were cutting down trees to build siege equipment discovered him and wanted to intercept him.

As a result, he was instantly killed by the legendary monk with one punch and one kick.
To be continued...