With the deafening roar, Crophons finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to take action.

Although strictly speaking he is not the God of Creation in Theros space and time, even the title of First Generation God is up for discussion (the real First Generation God should be the terrifying flesh and blood incarnation of the primitive species - Titan).

But it is undeniable that after establishing the Nyx Divine Realm, this man definitely has the power to reshape the entire world.

So when Crophons slapped down, the entire sky shattered, and endless energy poured out from Nyx God's Domain, as if he wanted to kill the Nightmare King in front of him at the cost of destroying the world.

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But in the face of such a devastating attack, Ansuoko's reaction was just to curl his fingers.

In a blink of an eye!

Large swaths of shadow also poured out from the divine realm, wrapping up all the energy that had previously poured out like a curtain, even the huge arm of Crophons.

In just a few seconds, this most powerful god was already firmly restrained and unable to move.

That miserable look did not look like the supreme master who could make the gods of Theros time and space bow their heads.

As if he had done something trivial, Ansuoko mocked in a condescending and contemptuous tone: "In your current state, you still want to kill me?

How naive!

Nyx, the source of your power, has become filled with mortal fears and nightmares.

And this power allows me to influence and even control you to a certain extent.

Ever since the world began to fall in the direction of becoming a nightmare, you have been unable to pose any threat to me.

For now, just stand here and watch me drain the Nyx Divine Realm and condense it into the fruit of fear.

Compared to you stupid and arrogant gods, I am more looking forward to competing with another opponent.

Now, kneel down."

As the last word blurted out, Ansuoqo suddenly raised his hand and made a downward movement.

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Crophons's exaggeratedly huge body knelt down directly, and lowered his noble head to the Nightmare King like a servant. The bright starry sky that his body originally showed quickly became dim, and instead it was quickly shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Shadows and fog.

When things have developed to this point, the gods of Theros space-time may no longer have the slightest chance of turning defeat into victory except for releasing those sealed Titans.

Of course, even if it is released, it may not be useful.

After all, once the fruit of fear solidifies and is eaten by Ashiok, he will become the supreme controller of this world and can directly obliterate everything by changing the rules.

Even powerful Titans like Uro, the Wrath Titan, and Crosha, the Nightmare Titan, are no exception.

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At the same time, Zuo Si formed a new alliance with Xenagos, the god of pleasure, and began hunting the other gods in Theros space and time.

The first person to be targeted was the god of forging, Purophos, the good brother and biggest rival of the sun god Heliod.

After all, the place where he lives is so conspicuous, in a large lava pool in the deepest part of Mount Verus.

The sound of forging that echoed in the surrounding sky along with the volcanic eruption could be heard from far away.

Faced with this god with a violent personality and a thirst for bloodshed, Zuo Si did not choose to perfect him by using shimmering oil to perfect his believers and sacrifices, but chose to directly kill him and transform him into an immortal evil god.

Right now, this battle between demons has razed everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers around Verus Mountain to the ground.

The towering mountains have turned into flat ground and even deep pits of different sizes. The rocks under the collision of divine power and divine-like power have melted into a huge sea of ​​lava.

"Propheus! Do you know that you look like a lost dog now?"

Xenagos kicked the opponent to the ground, grinning and giving full play to his talent for sarcasm and sarcasm.

He had long been holding back his anger towards these arrogant and arrogant native gods, and now he finally found a channel to vent his anger.

In particular, both the Forge God and the Sun God regarded him as a thief usurping the authority of the gods, which made the newly born God of Joy quite unhappy.

"Shut up! You despicable villain! Even if I die in battle, I'm ten thousand times better than you!"

Prophons struggled to stand up from the lava. His whole body was covered with wounds and scars, large and small, among which the stab wound to the chest was the most fatal, almost piercing the heart.

There is no doubt that, like other gods in the plane of Theros, the once powerful Forged God has been greatly weakened by the sharp decrease in the number of believers, priests and worshipers.

At present, it has even fallen to the point where even Xenagos cannot defeat it.

You must know that in its heyday, the battle between Propheus and the sun god Heliod could tear the sky apart, and even the aftermath could easily completely bury a city-state.

But now, his divine power is firmly restricted in these mountains, and he cannot even transfer it out.

And he also knew very well that he might not be able to escape today, and would follow in the footsteps of his mortal enemy Heliod and become one of the native gods killed.

However, the real death threat does not come from Xenagos, the god of pleasure, but from Zuo Si, who holds a dazzling golden electric sword and has remained silent from the beginning until now.

The extreme sense of oppression displayed by the latter's every move, as well as his swordsmanship that was as light, graceful and deadly as a dance, made Provos completely unable to fight back.

What's more, the other party's appearance is so similar to the powerful nightmare that killed the sun god Heliod that it's hard not to connect it.

"Who are you anyway?"

The Forging God stared at Zuo Si's eyes that remained calm and deep even in the fierce battle and asked.

"You can call me Soth. As for the rest, I don't think it is necessary to explain too much to a dying god."

Zuo Si gently shook the hot divine blood stained on his sword, obviously not taking the opponent seriously at all.

Because after the battle test just now, he has basically determined that the gods of Theros space and time are completely slaves of faith.

Even though these guys looked like shit in their heyday, they could unleash devastating destructive power with every move they made.

But once faith and worship begin to decrease, there will be almost no lag in its power, and it will immediately begin to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it is completely forgotten by mortals, then this so-called god will truly disappear completely, leaving no corpse or remains.

This is why the gods of Theros space and time always appear so frequently, fight, and send down various oracles.

They are more afraid of being forgotten by mortals than gods in other worlds, just like those celebrities and Internet celebrities who are always trying to increase their presence and gain traffic.

"Thos? What's your relationship with the nightmare summoned by Ashiok?" Purofus continued to ask.

Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "That nightmare is me, or it is the subconscious fear projection of one of my demon judges, and it possesses part of my power and ability."

"So you came to Theros to kill Ashiok and destroy the Nightmare?"

The God of Forging seemed to understand something, and he subconsciously clenched the warhammer in his hand that was exuding hot flames.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. This is indeed one of the most important purposes of my trip."

"In that case, why did you cooperate with Xenagos to kill me? If we were dealing with Ashiok, we should be allies."

Profus's tone was full of doubts and confusion.

"Sorry, I'm very picky about my allies.

Normally, arrogant fools and powerless weaklings are not qualified to be my allies.

Unfortunately, you and your brothers and sisters happen to have both.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the gods who rule the space and time of Theros, you have neither protected the world nor protected the mortals who have dedicated their faith and worship.

What is the use of such waste?

So I plan to kill all of you gods one by one before I go to settle the score with Ansuok.

Don't worry, you may be the first, but you will never be the last.

After I kill you, I will make you into an immortal evil god and drive you as a high-level cannon fodder and slave."

When saying these words, Zuo Si did not hide his intentions at all, completely releasing the strong malice in his heart.

"Eternal Evil God?"

Provos's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

After all, how could he, who was used to being aloof, accept the insult of being suddenly mocked in front of someone like he was a loser?

"You can think of it as a god's version of an undead creature. And among the materials necessary to make it, one of them happens to be a living god."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si disappeared in an instant.

The next second...

puff!

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

Prophons only felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he found that his heart had been directly pierced, and blood as hot as molten iron spurted out along the wound.

"No!!!!!!! Don't even think about it! I will never become anyone's slave!"

The God of Forge roared and swung his hammer in a last-ditch effort before death.

But unfortunately, he obviously forgot that Zuo Si has never been a person who likes to play one-on-one fair duels, but prefers to establish an overwhelming advantage to defeat more and less.

I saw Xenagos, the god of pleasure, striding forward, grabbing Purofus's hands and fixing them in place. He smiled and mocked: "It's not up to you! Just accept your fate, you arrogant people."

The arrogant native gods are about to usher in their final dusk. And I will replace you as the God King of the new era!"
To be continued...