The cowards of the Kusha Empire are no match for us!
It won't be long before I lead the legion to defeat them!
Then go eastward and conquer the entire Kusha Empire’s huge territory!”
Mordred stood on the table, raising his glass of wine and delivering a victory speech to his officers and soldiers.
Because not only did they once again thwart the Kusha people's attempt to push the front forward, but they also consumed a large amount of the monster legions and were fully prepared for the upcoming counterattack.
Yes, counterattack.
As a rebellious person from top to bottom, Mordred will not be satisfied with just passive defense.
The main reason why she has not taken the initiative to launch an attack is because she has too few available troops.
Especially those officers and soldiers who have been strengthened and transformed can only barely hold the border at present, and are simply unable to make a full-scale attack against the Kusha Empire, which has a huge land area and strategic depth.
Because as long as the Terror Emperor is clear in his mind, he will not choose to fight a decisive battle with Mordred. Instead, he will give up part of the conquered land to lure the enemy deeper, and then let the rest of the legions directly attack the Kingdom of Mitlan itself, and plunder it through
, massacre and enslavement to destroy the country's war potential.
Once there are no logistical supplies and human resources, no matter how powerful the army is, it will begin to collapse from within.
As Mordred, who once took advantage of King Arthur's cross-sea expedition to launch a rebellion and defeated the invincible army led by his "father" while waiting for work, he obviously knew this better than anyone else.
Therefore, she chose to endure for the time being, planning to wait until the rear to completely defeat and occupy the surrounding countries, including the King's Hall, and integrate all the wealth, war resources and manpower of the other parties, and then launch an all-out war with the powerful Kusha Empire.
It has to be said that compared to Artoria, the ascetic leader who has too much sense of honor, responsibility, and morality, Mordred is undoubtedly a leader who is more likely to be supported by the army and soldiers.
The reason is simple.
She never had to maintain the "majesty of the king". After every battle, she could enjoy drinking and carousing with her subordinates, and praise and encourage those who performed bravely on the battlefield.
That kind of unabashed enthusiasm, as well as the ruthlessness, bloodthirsty and cruelty towards the enemy will undoubtedly greatly improve morale.
Seeing the high-spirited appearance of the young general, Gus, who was forcibly pulled here, couldn't help but smile bitterly. He raised his cup and took a sip of malt liquor, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
In fact, what he is least good at dealing with is this kind of extremely enthusiastic and somewhat familiar person.
Back then, Griffith was able to break his ice-sealed heart, to a certain extent, by relying on this kind of "stalking" without any sense of boundaries.
It's just that at that time, Gus was still a young man with a blank emotional experience, so he unknowingly integrated into the Eagles led by Griffith and even regarded it as his home.
But now after undergoing the sacrifice of the Demon Ascension Ceremony, his resistance in this regard has become much stronger.
After all, as a sacrifice, he would attract apostles and monsters wherever he went.
This is definitely a very dangerous thing for those around you.
Although Mordred has shown his powerful power as a heroic spirit, these transformed officers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Midland are not ordinary people.
But Gus is still unwilling to involve them in this feud between himself and Griffith.
So he planned to leave directly after eating and drinking.
As for the war between the Kingdom of Mitlan and the Kusha Empire, he could not control it, but he was prepared to do so.
And compared to the chaotic scene of chaos and dancing demons in the east of the continent, Gus prefers the prosperity, order and the people's mental state full of expectations for the future displayed in the area ruled by Zuo Si.
That's what a normal world should be like.
He even thought on the way that maybe after he killed Griffith, he could consider taking Casca to find a small village in the west to settle down, and never have to fight or kill anyone again, and live peacefully.
A peaceful second half of life.
Unlike those who are ambitious and eager to change the status quo and transcend classes through war, Gus has been on the battlefield as a mercenary since he was nine years old, so he knows very well how terrible and cruel war is.
In his more than ten years of mercenary career, he has seen too many deaths, including those caused by soldiers from both sides of the war during fierce battles, and the atrocities of the army massacring civilians. Many people even died by his own sword.
Down.
He has long been tired of this kind of life, tired of needing to live by taking other people's lives.
Just as Gus was eating the stew from the bowl and thinking about his life and future, a young man who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old suddenly opened the door in a hurry and rushed into the hall, out of breath.
The voice shouted: "No... it's not good! There was a riot in the Sin Convict Tower in the King's Hall. Many monsters suddenly appeared out of thin air and killed all the living people in the area. Our ninth legion was almost completely wiped out."
"What? Monster!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you fake? The Ninth Army has two special operations squadrons. How can it be possible for the entire army to be wiped out?"
"That's right! That's already the most powerful legion besides us."
…
Suddenly the entire hall was buzzing with discussions, and almost everyone's first reaction was disbelief.
Because Hansel, in order to completely destroy the religion and theocracy in this land, equipped this army specially used to destroy the King's Hall with the most transformed human officers and soldiers second only to Mordred.
Normally, it was almost impossible to annihilate such an army before the popularity of cannon.
The young man who reported the news took a sip of the wine that was passed to him, then wiped his mouth and continued: "It's not clear exactly what happened. But someone reported seeing a winged bullhorn monster on its back.
There was a handsome man with long silver hair sitting on it. They passed through the sky above the Sin Convict Tower and flew to the southeast."
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His face became extremely hideous and terrifying.
Obviously, from the other party's simple description, he was almost certain that the horned monster was the first apostle he encountered that year - the immortal Zod.
And the person riding on Zod's back is 100% the enemy he has been looking for - Griffith.
Just as Zuo Si told him before, the demon king who became the Hand of God finally returned to the world in the form of the Eagle of Light.
As for what happened, Gus didn't care at all.
He only knew that the anger and hatred accumulated in his heart could finally find a channel to vent.
Mordred obviously noticed Gus's reaction, and immediately came closer and asked: "Do you know anything?"
"If I guess correctly, it is the apostle and the hand of God who caused all this. My old friend Griffith is back."
After that, Gus walked straight towards the outside of the castle fortress, and soon turned into a small black dot.
apostle?
Hand of God?
Although the officers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Mitland present were very unfamiliar with these two words, Mordred knew very well that this meant that the God of the Abyss was finally about to meet his end.
Maybe it's dissatisfaction with the current world situation that is turbulent, chaotic and beyond one's control, or it may be a counterattack against outsiders.
In short, the Hand of God is to a large extent an extension of the will of the world.
The destruction of the King's Hall and the Ninth Legion was not an accident, but a signal to declare war.
After understanding this, Mordred no longer wanted to play war games with the Kusha Empire, and immediately used teleportation magic to return to the capital of the Kingdom of Mitlan.
As soon as she appeared, she saw that Anastasia was getting angry, but Hansel was lying on the chair with a nonchalant look, enjoying the grapes and other fruits brought to his mouth by the maids.
.
"Damn it!
I've only been away for a few days, and you made such a big fuss for me?
Have you forgotten the little master’s instructions before leaving?
Be low-key! Low-key! Low-key!
But what about you?
He actually took away the Kingdom of Mitland and started wars everywhere, making the whole world a mess!"
Anastasia was obviously so angry that she was about to explode on the spot.
Because she had just met Flora, the witch in this world, and learned about the underworld, the God of the Abyss, and the law of cause and effect, she understood the serious consequences that such a naked and unabashed act of destruction would bring.
Especially the possible counterattack by the God of the Abyss is definitely not something he can handle.
However, Hansel just sneered and retorted: "Come on.
My sister just wants to control the underworld of this world and strengthen her power through multiple mysterious blessings.
So not only will our approach not ruin her plan, but it will also speed things up.
She doesn't care what we do, she only cares about whether the final result satisfies her.
What's more, I'm not a follower like you, so the orders she gives you have no control over me at all."
"Master Hansel! Have you forgotten that there is a price to pay for making the young master unhappy?"
Anastasia tried to scare the other party by moving out Little Annie.
It's a pity that Hansel, who had already made up his mind, didn't take this trick and responded with contempt: "So what if she's not happy? Does she still dare to kill me? What's more, it's between me and her.
The matter has nothing to do with you."
Seeing that this "young master" had no money for daily necessities, Anastasia finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
Because in the past, if she moved out Little Annie, Hansel's attitude would definitely soften or even shrink.
And every time this happens, it will inevitably be accompanied by the younger brother's resistance to his older sister, and sometimes it will even evolve into a battle that can destroy an entire time and space.
To be exact, several time and space were completely destroyed due to the torment of these siblings.
Just when Anastasia was hesitating to risk sending a message to her little master who had been away for a long time, Mordred walked over directly, pretending to be serious and said: "The God of the Abyss has someone.
It took action. It sent a reincarnated God's Hand and a large number of apostles to destroy everything near the Sin-Convicting Tower in the King's Hall."
"Oh? When did it happen? Why haven't I received the message yet?"
Hansel suddenly became interested.
As a powerful god-like power, he is obviously not afraid of the God of the Abyss in this world, but is eager to rush into the sea of thoughts to feast and devour the sinful souls inside.
In his eyes, the place that mortals regarded as hell was actually a large cafeteria filled with delicious souls.
Mordred replied without thinking: "It shouldn't take more than two days. The capital is too far from the Tower of Sin, but the distance from me is relatively close."
"Which god's hand is it?"
Anastasia asked with a solemn expression, and it was easy to see from her eyes that she wanted to strangle this rebellious, impulsive, and brainless British dutiful son to death.
"Judging from the motivation, it should be the Wing of Darkness that was just upgraded to magic not long ago - Femont.
It is said that when Griffith was still a mortal, he always longed to build a country of his own.
The rest of the Hands of God should have cut off all their humanity long ago and are gradually integrating with the God of the Abyss."
Hansel touched his chin and gave his guess.
"You guessed it right.
According to eyewitness accounts, the Hand of God had long silver hair and incredible beauty.
It won't be long before the apostles of the entire world will bow at his feet.
So the enemies we have to deal with now are not only the Kusha Empire and the Terror Emperor, but also the Hand of God showing off his legion of apostles.
Of course, the worst case scenario is to fear that the emperor will also surrender to the hand of this god."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When saying these words, Mordred, instead of showing concern, looked particularly excited and eager to try.
She can't wait to fight against the strong men in this world and enjoy the excitement and happiness brought by the battle.
As for whether the Kingdom of Mitland will perish because of this, she doesn't care.
"So...we are going to start a battle with the will of this world?"
The corners of Hansel's mouth raised slightly, revealing a chilling smile.
"Don't mess around! I will immediately tell the little master everything that happened here, and she will be back soon."
After Anastasia said these words, she quickly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
At this moment, she finally determined that the situation was completely out of control.
Especially Hansel, he is definitely not something he can control or stop.
Because any confrontation with the will of the world usually only has two results.
One is to successfully suppress or even kill the will of the world, causing the entire time and space to collapse. Even if there is no collapse, it will fall into disorder for a long time.
The other one is that the will of the world is very powerful, which in turn suppresses Hansel, who is a quasi-divine power.
If this "young master" has any shortcomings at that time, it will definitely lead to catastrophic consequences.
…
At the same time, far away in the Spirit Tree House in a dense forest, the witch Flora was chatting with the skeleton knight who came from afar.
Since the two have known each other for a long time and are very close friends, they both looked very relaxed.
After the witch Flora took a sip of hot tea, she asked with a smile: "You came all the way to see me, could you be asking about the girl who suddenly visited me a few days ago?"
The Skeleton Knight nodded slightly: "Yes, that's her.
Because I have already investigated, there is no record of her and the people around her being born or growing up in this world. It is as if they suddenly appeared out of thin air.
And I can't feel the slightest effect of the law of cause and effect on her.
This is obviously very abnormal, just like the new king of the Kingdom of Mitland and the rapidly rising Roald I in the west of the continent.
Their appearance has made the world become more and more chaotic, and even I can't see clearly the destiny and future trajectory."
"So you're nervous, scared, afraid?"
Flora asked with a chuckle.
The Skeleton Knight immediately corrected him: "No, I just want to use your wisdom to figure out the truth."
"Then why don't you go directly to His Majesty Roald I to talk face to face?
As far as I know, he has met Gus and given him very powerful powers.
Moreover, the reforms implemented in the west of the mainland have seriously shaken the control of the God of the Abyss over the law of cause and effect and destiny of this world.
The rolling forward tide of the times has quietly changed the fate of countless people.
If you can get his help, you will definitely be able to break the protection of the law of cause and effect on the Hand of God and successfully kill your most hated enemy - Boyd."
Flora looked at the twinkling stars in her old friend's eyes and gave her own advice.
But the Skeleton Knight shook his head and explained: "No, you don't understand how dangerous that man is. I was almost discovered just by trying to get close. And I'm sure he has very high attainments in the soul. I
I don’t want to lose my soul before completing my revenge.”
"What about Gus? You saved his life during the sacrificial ceremony. Why didn't you ask him for details?"
Flora continued to ask questions calmly.
"I'm not sure if Gus is still the same Gus I knew. If that man is really a god and demon, Gus is most likely his hand of god now."
The Skeleton Knight didn't hide anything and openly expressed his concerns.
But Flora put down the teacup in her hand and said: "No, you are wrong, my friend.
The rebellious spirit of pursuing freedom is still there in Gus.
He was not swallowed by the darkness, but was more determined to follow his own path.
He is no longer a fish jumping out of the water, but a bird with wings that can fly freely."
"You mean... I should go meet him?"
The Skeleton Knight's tone was full of strong uncertainty.
As a person with the ability to travel through time and space, he wanted to show up and chat with Gus several times on his way back to the east of the mainland, but in the end he held back.
Because he didn't know if Zuo Si had done anything to Gus.
In particular, the energy Gus releases during battle is exactly the same as the mental and soul energy that pervades the Netherworld.
"That's right.
Since you want to know the truth, the best way is to talk to the person involved.
Otherwise, always running away will never solve the problem.
As for the girl who came to see me, I promised her that she would never leak the conversation to anyone, so don’t waste your efforts."
After saying that, Flora stopped talking and concentrated on drinking tea.
The two of them sat there in silence for several minutes, staring at each other. Finally, the skeleton knight stood up, mounted his horse and disappeared deep into the forest.
As soon as he left, a very petite and cute girl poked her head out of the door leading to the inner room and asked cautiously: "Teacher, since you are friends, why don't you tell him the truth?"
"The truth? Are you saying that those who bring about change are from another world?"
Flora showed an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling at her direct disciple.
The little girl quickly nodded vigorously: "Well, yes. If he knew this, wouldn't Mr. Skeleton Knight not be so confused?"
But Flora stood up and walked closer, touched the girl's head with her old right hand, and replied in a very gentle and kind voice: "No, Shirji, you think about the problem too simply.
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In contrast, it would be better not to tell him anything and let him dig out the truth bit by bit on his own.
Also, how are you doing with your study of that brand new magic book?"
"this?"
The little girl named Shirji took out a thick book from behind her back, and a joyful smile quickly appeared on her young face.
"I have learned four of these magics.
I have to say, this is really amazing.
Because the magic recorded on it is completely different from the traditional way of casting spells by witches.
It does not rely on thoughts and complex consciousness, but emphasizes the absorption and control of magic power.
It seems that Miss Anastasia is a very powerful magician."
Looking at the twinkling light in her disciple's eyes, Flora couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Not only is she powerful, she at least has the magical power to easily destroy a city or even a country. I even succeeded in using the lowest level of magic in front of her.
The rate will not exceed 30%.”
"So Miss Anastasia is a powerful magician?"
Shirji showed a look of shock and admiration.
After all, Anastasia looks so young, almost like an underage girl.
"No, it's still above that. Maybe even the King of Goblins can't compare with it. That's why I made that deal with her and helped you get this magic book."
Flora lovingly stroked her disciple's hair and gave her answer.
To be precise, when she first met Anastasia, she was shocked that such a huge amount of magic power could be stored in a person's body.
However, after learning that the other party's identity was not a human being at all, but a heroic spirit from another world, the shock not only did not disappear but became more serious.
But unfortunately, what she could exchange for was too little, so she couldn't get a glimpse of what the other party said about the multiverse. She only got this magic book and some information about the Hand of God and the Netherworld.
"Understood! I swear that I will study hard and never let you down, teacher!"
Shirji was obviously very aware of the preciousness of this magic book and held it firmly in his arms.
Although she is very young, she has learned a lot of magic knowledge as the old witch's proud disciple, and understands how precious a book like this is.
Moreover, many magics can make up for the shortcomings of traditional spellcasting methods of witches that require long preparation.
"Very good, I believe that with your talent you will be able to surpass me one day. But before that, I hope you can leave for the west of the continent to meet the man with the power of a demon."
With that said, Flora took out a bag from the cabinet and handed the items and money inside to her disciple.
"Me? Alone?"
Shirji pointed to his nose with an expression of disbelief.
Because she is less than twelve years old this year and is a little loli who has never traveled far.
Although he has mastered powerful magical power, he knows almost nothing about the outside world and has no common sense about life and travel.
But Flora was obviously determined, and replied very simply: "Yes, you are alone.
Because I am too old and cannot support long-distance travel.
Here's some money and things you'll need along the way.
Remember, compared to monsters and apostles, the human heart is the most terrifying thing in the world.
You need to be wary of everyone of the same kind around you, and hide your identity as a witch as much as possible."
"Okay, I understand."
After a brief silence, Shirji took the bag and agreed.
In her eyes, this was just another test given to her by the teacher, just like the previous ones.
It's just that this time I need to take a long trip.
Without any hesitation, this sweet-looking little loli with short hair quickly packed her bags and left the Spirit Tree House to embark on an unknown journey.
She had no idea that her teacher was actually preparing to end his life by making these arrangements.
Flora knew very well that with Griffith's second reincarnation, he would definitely come to kill her.
This is not determined by the personal will of God's Hand, but by the order issued by the God of the Abyss behind it.
Because from the moment she joined forces with the Skeleton Knight to resist fate, her ending was already doomed, and there was no other possibility.
…
On the other side, in an abandoned open space, Griffith, who had just been resurrected in the form of the Eagle of Light, was looking into the distance, while his mount Zod stood motionless without saying a word.
After several minutes, Griffith turned around and stared at a huge stone standing on the weeds, and asked in an emotionless tone: "You have been waiting for me here for a long time, right?"
Aren’t you going to show up and say something?”
The words have not yet been spoken!
Zod immediately raised his fist and rushed over and hit it hard.
boom!!!!!!!
Accompanied by a deafening explosion in the air, the rocks turned into countless dust and gravel and scattered in all directions.
When the dust in the sky that obscured his vision completely dissipated, Zod saw that his amazingly powerful fist was actually blocked by a young man with black hair and eyes with one finger.
This moment aroused his competitive spirit and desire to fight with the strong.
Before Griffith could give any instructions, Zod was waving his fists from left to right like crazy.
But unfortunately, things did not develop as he expected, but were completely blocked by an invisible force field.
The other party didn't even bother to raise a finger, completely ignoring his existence, and said with a faint smile on his face: "It's not easy, I finally met the man that Gus has been thinking about forever and can never let go.
I have to say that the first impression you gave me was really not that good.
Because men should not be prefixed with beauty.
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And some of what you did was really disgusting.
Let me state in advance that I do not object to any means necessary to achieve the goal, but it is still a little unacceptable to have no bottom line and even sell one's ass.
If you don't mind, could you tell me how you felt when you went to bed, kissed and had sex with that old, ugly gay governor?
And what allowed you to endure all this without vomiting?
According to the one-night stand you had with Princess Sharut, your sexual orientation should not be that of a man.
Or are you a bisexual?
That's why he acted so angry and lost after being abandoned by Gus.
Because the love you gave him didn't get the response you wanted?"
You don't need to ask to know that there is no other person besides Zuo Si who can ask so many outrageous questions in one breath.
After realizing that Griffith had completed his second reincarnation, he immediately came to this place to wait for him, intending to meet and say hello first.
"Are you the outsider who is noticed by the God of the Abyss?"
Griffith did not answer any questions, but stared at the other party with his eagle-like eyes.
"Haha, yes, it's me. And it gave me this."
Zuo Si straightforwardly took out the Overlord's Egg from his pocket and waved it in front of the opponent.
moment!
Zod, who was still desperately attacking one second, immediately jumped away and stared at everything in shock the next second.
As a senior apostle who has lived for an unknown number of years, he recognized the Overlord's egg carried by Griffith back then, and also told Guts about their fate.
So he knows the origin of the Overlord's Egg and what it represents.
But the problem is that normally, this thing should only appear once every two hundred and sixteen years, and with large-scale sacrifices, a new Hand of God will be born.
But now this common sense has been broken.
It had only been two years since Griffith became a demon, and someone actually obtained a new Overlord's Egg.
Could it be said that there will be a grand occasion where six divine hands will appear on the same stage?
Or is it that when the new Hand of God is born, Boyd, as the oldest "Archangel", will integrate into the God of the Abyss and become part of it?
The most important thing is, why is this young man with the Overlord's Egg so powerful?
What is that invisible force field surrounding the opponent's body?
There are too many questions in Zod's heart that need to be answered.
Griffith's expression became obviously very complicated after seeing the Overlord's Egg, as if he had been awakened to the remaining humanity in his subconscious.
Because he does not cut off the connection with the material world like other hands of God.
And the two escaped sacrifices, Gus and Casca, are the best proof.
With Griffith's strength after becoming a demon, it would be extremely easy to kill them.
But from beginning to end, he never showed any intention to kill the two of them. Instead, he chose to ignore and let them go over and over again.
Perhaps like the Terror Emperor and the Count, he has the potential to perform a second sacrifice, or even form a relationship similar to that between the Christian God and Jesus.
After all, Griffith still has a lot to sacrifice, whether it's Guts, Casca, or the thousand-year empire he longs to build.
"Why don't you speak? Does this Overlord's Egg bring back memories of your past?" Zuo Si asked, fiddling with the red Behelet in his hand.
"No, I'm just thinking about what it will be like when someone like you initiates a sacrifice. Will you feel pain and sadness that you are about to sacrifice the person you cherish and love, and will you feel in the abyss?
Regret when power surges into the body?"
Griffith suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and revealed an extremely vicious smile.
Zuo Si laughed loudly after hearing this.
“Pfft hahaha!
What makes you think I need a sacrifice?
And what makes you think that someone in this world can force me to use the Overlord's Egg to initiate a sacrifice?
Dear Griffith, you have got one thing wrong, and that is the fundamental difference between you and me.
When you got the Overlord's Egg, you were a pathetic weakling, a weak mortal.
That's why you were tortured by the torturer until death was worse than death, and that's why you sacrificed your own flesh and blood in despair of shattered ambitions, to those members of the Eagles who have been following you, trusting you, and worshiping you.
You are like a stupid, pathetic, selfish, willful child who has no idea what you really want and what price you are willing to pay for it.
This is why when you realize that you have failed, you refuse to accept it, and instead use some power that does not belong to you to change everything.
But I'm different.
Not to mention the gap in strength between us, the gap in spirit, thought and psychological awareness alone is huge.
From the moment I set foot on this path, I understood what I was doing, what I desired, and what price I was willing to pay to achieve my goals.
If one day all my efforts come to nothing, then I will happily accept my failure, or even complete death from body to soul.
Instead of believing in sacrificing the person most important to you to obtain help from an unknown entity.
Admit it, Griffith.
Compared with Gus, who is always fighting against fate, you are a complete loser and a ridiculous clown.
Everything you do after becoming a demon is just to fill your own empty, lonely and regretful heart.
Because the real Griffith was already dead from the moment the sacrifice began.
The Wings of Darkness Femont is nothing more than the evil thoughts that remain after stripping away most of humanity. It is part of the evil thoughts of all mankind, a sad tool that does not even have a self."
As these words blurted out, not only did Zod's face change, Griffith's face, which was as beautiful as a woman, also became extremely distorted, ferocious, and terrifying.
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In anger, Griffith finally revealed his true face as the Demon King, and raised his hand suddenly to attack Zuo Si with the law of cause and effect.
Unfortunately, before he could release his power, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
Looking down, it turned out that Zuo Si suddenly crossed the spatial distance and used his fist to directly smash the protection of the law of cause and effect on all God's Hands. Not only did he break the ribs of the body, but also shattered the fragile internal organs.
In an instant, it flew out like a cannonball and rolled continuously on the ground, cutting out a ravine dozens of meters long.
For ordinary people, enduring such an attack can basically declare that they can be buried directly without rescue and mitigation.
But Griffith is obviously not an ordinary person.
Not to mention the loss incurred by Apostle Dandan when he gave birth to his body, the law of cause and effect of the Hand of God alone ensured that he could not be killed by normal means.
In the blink of an eye, this guy got up from the ground, and all his injuries recovered in an instant.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the power given to the God's Hand by the God of the Abyss, and it is also the reason why the Skeleton Knight has been unable to kill even one God's Hand after thousands of years.
"You want to use the law of cause and effect to deal with me? You are really naive! And compared to my rebellious and naughty daughter, your achievements in this field are simply weak." Zuo Si stood there and mocked contemptuously.
Griffith wiped the remaining blood on the corner of his mouth, suppressing the boiling anger in his heart and asked: "So you came all the way here just to ridicule me, ridicule me, and attack me? Do you think I still care now?
These?"
"No, I'm just telling you another cruel reality and confirming the extent of the power of God's Hand.
But the result disappointed me.
You are too weak. You are an out-and-out weakling in both strength and heart.
I am now very sure that you will eventually be killed by Gus, who became my chosen one.
The God of the Abyss behind you will also face a complete defeat.
Because its concept of fate and cause and effect is originally wrong."
Zuo Si made his assertion straightforwardly.
Because apart from the law of cause and effect, the so-called Hand of God is completely useless. It has neither an indestructible body nor the power to control energy and release magic.
No wonder Hand of God always behaves so passively when facing the attacks of Skeleton Knight and Gus. Each of them seems to be very powerful, but in fact it is a manifestation of lack of attack methods.
And usually, they exist in the form of semi-spiritual bodies, just like the gods in the universe where Faerûn is located.
Only when a passage connecting the two worlds is opened, or when a new body is obtained like Griffith, can one appear in the material world.
Otherwise, it can only appear in the netherworld or deeper abyss.
"Arrogant!"
Griffith's voice suddenly became low and hollow, and even the light in his eyes disappeared, replaced by indifference and depth.
"Oh, it's not easy. You finally showed up. Should I call you the God of the Abyss? Or the collection of all human evil consciousnesses in this world?"
Zuo Si was obviously not intimidated by the sudden change, but instead showed an interested expression.
After all, this was his first time coming into contact with the will of this time and space.
It would be great if I could take this opportunity to deepen my understanding of the dark side and evil of human nature through conversation.