"Femont, I think you should know what this means, right?"
Boyd asked in a creepy voice.
Although his volume was not loud, it was able to be heard clearly by everyone in the entire Eagle City who was pulled into another dimension.
The other three Hands of God looked at the slightly embarrassed Griffith with expectant eyes, as well as the handsome face twisted with anger.
There is no doubt that the creation of "Etch" stems from the resonance caused by a certain strong desire.
What triggers this longing may be the desire for life, the unwillingness in the heart, or even unsatisfied desires.
In short, as long as there is still nostalgia for the material world and there are people and things that you care about, you can perform a second sacrifice whether it is an apostle or the hand of God.
Although this kind of sacrifice may not be as spectacular as the first sacrifice, on a human level it is the last and crucial step towards the dark side.
Especially the Hand of God, when it completely cuts off its connection with the real world and no longer has any concerns, it will completely merge with the evil thoughts in the abyss.
Therefore, the Hands of God before Boyd did not mysteriously disappear, or were killed by the Skeleton Knight, but became part of the God of the Abyss.
Otherwise, if the Skeleton Knight really had the power to kill God's Hand, he wouldn't have made several sneak attacks in vain.
The reason why Boyd can survive to this day is also thanks to the grudges between him and the Skeleton Knight.
To put it bluntly, he has not cut off his connection with the material world, and still has the slightest concern.
But now, Griffith, the Hand of God who was born last, actually took the lead in launching the second sacrifice because his ambitions and dreams were shattered.
Such an outrageous situation has never been seen by Boyd since he became the Hand of God, and it does not conform to the law of cause and effect given to him by the God of the Abyss.
It was as if an invisible hand had messed up the original web of fate.
Right now, everything is running wildly in the direction of losing control and going berserk.
"Give me power! More powerful power! Power enough to defeat all enemies! For this I am willing to sacrifice the entire Eagle City!"
Griffith's eyes revealed a chilling depth.
At this moment, he no longer had the purity and holiness he pretended to have before, but instead exuded sin that even a three-year-old child could feel.
There is no doubt that the carefully created "Light Eagle" is dead, and now only "Dark Wing" Femont is left, an extremely willful and selfish demon king.
"Very good! Now I declare the sacrifice begins!"
As Boyd raised his bony hand and stamped a brand symbolizing sacrifice on the Eagle City and all the survivors inside, a horrific massacre finally began.
The apostles who had been summoned before and still kept watching almost immediately rushed into the city full of corpses and ruins and killed everyone indiscriminately, accompanied by rape and cannibalism.
In just a few minutes, this beacon of hope was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse of despair.
Even the Kusha Empire soldiers who rushed in were slaughtered.
Although the Monster Legion tried its best to resist, they were still too weak compared to the apostles with various shapes and abilities, and a large number of casualties soon occurred.
As for the largest number of ordinary soldiers, they had long been frightened by this horrific scene and fled around like headless flies. Some even got into the building to save their lives by hiding.
Unfortunately, all this is in vain.
Because the apostle can feel the mark on the sacrifice, and Gus can be said to have a deep understanding of this, there is no point in hiding it.
Under the destruction and ravage of countless apostles, the magnificent buildings and walls of the entire Eagle City collapsed one after another. The people living inside no longer prayed or praised the Eagle of Light, but began to curse him and spurn him.
From this moment on, Griffith's dream and ambition to sacrifice the entire Eagle Order were completely shattered.
He can no longer have a country of his own, nor can he play the role of savior.
The anger, resentment, malice and twisted emotions emanating from the depths of the soul began to spread around like a plague.
When the entire Eagle City was completely razed to the ground, the node in Griffith's heart that was connected to the God of the Abyss suddenly began to expand rapidly, swallowing the whole person directly.
Then his human form began to be torn apart and reorganized by some powerful force, eventually forming a huge black eagle with wings that covered the sky and the sun.
It's just that this eagle's wings don't have any feathers, but bat-like wing membranes. The beak on its head is huge and sharp, taking on the shape of a barb like the original helmet.
At this moment, Griffith seemed to have lost himself. All the intense emotions just now disappeared completely in just a few seconds. His eyes looked down at the other four hands of gods like gods.
All the apostles within.
The next second...
He suddenly began to flap his wings and stir up a fierce gust of wind.
Before anyone else could realize what this was about, the huge thundercloud transformed by the Terror Emperor began to be unable to maintain its existence and was constantly being pulled by the strong wind.
After repeating it several times, the Terror Emperor realized that he would definitely be blown away if he continued like this, so he immediately returned to his human form without even thinking about it.
But what he never expected was that at the moment he turned back to human form, Griffith's huge black wings smashed down directly, directly crushing him and all the nearby troops of the Kuxia Empire.
below.
Later, when the wings were raised, these troops had already turned into meat paste stuck under the wings, forming an unforgettable bloody scene.
Especially when the Black Eagle soared into the sky, stumps, broken arms, minced meat, plasma, bones and internal organs fell like raindrops, with only the dying Terror Emperor being held in the eagle's beak.
"No...this is impossible! How could I fail!"
The Terror Emperor was obviously greatly stimulated, and he began to speak incoherently as if he was going crazy.
If the Griffith before made him feel irresistible and invincible, then the Griffith now was like a superior god, reminding him of the huge evil idea he faced when he sacrificed himself.
This rich aura from the God of the Abyss directly imprisoned all his power as an apostle.
Now he is like fish on the chopping board. No matter how strong the sense of resistance is in his heart, it cannot assist actual actions.
despair!
Deep despair!
For the first time, he clearly realized the unbridgeable gap between the hand of God and the apostles.
Moreover, all his troops were killed by the attack just now, and there was not even a single survivor.
To be precise, it was Griffith himself who razed the last remaining traces of the Eagle City.
"Hahahaha! Interesting! This is so interesting! I smell the fragrance from the dark side of human nature. Such souls are the most delicious."
Hansel opened his arms in excitement and burst into laughter.
You must know that none of the souls that died just now successfully entered the nether world, but were all swallowed by him.
At the moment, this evil god-like power is looking at the hands of gods, including Griffith, with hungry eyes.
Obviously, for Hansel, the souls of ordinary people and apostles can only be regarded as appetizers at best, while the souls of the Hand of God are an out-and-out feast.
"rude!"
Griffith, who transformed into a huge black hawk, obviously felt threatened, and without saying a word, he swung his sky-shielding wings and smashed it down.
Hundreds of apostles did not expect that the Hand of God would attack them, and were beaten to a pulp on the spot.
But Hansel just raised one hand and easily propped up the heavy black wings.
The next second...
Mordred arrived later and slashed the black wings with his brilliant sword, releasing a dazzling red electric light.
boom!!!!!!!!!
A pillar of light of destruction instantly rose over the entire Eagle Capital ruins.
Not only that!
Under this blow, even the alien space formed by the surrounding "Eclipse" began to shatter, and the energy from the netherworld quickly poured in and began to merge with the material world.
When the bright light and the dust dissipated, you could clearly see that a deep pit with a length of more than a thousand meters had been formed at the original location of the Eagle Capital. A terrifying crack spread along the edge of the pit to all sides.
Hot magma bursts out from deep underground, releasing a deafening roar.
Along with the crustal movement caused by the magma eruption, the vibrations can be clearly felt for hundreds of kilometers.
In addition, the volcanic ash and dust falling from above completely obscured the sky, and even the sun was left with only a dim outline.
On the battlefield at this moment, except for a few survivors such as Gus and Casca, there are basically no traces of human existence.
Not to mention humans, even the apostles suffered heavy casualties in this violent impact and fled in all directions.
"Is this... is this the war of the devil?"
The young knight guarding Princess Sharut was kneeling on the ground, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.
To be continued...