In the sky, the scorching sun, which was originally dominated by many sun gods, suddenly broke free from the shackles and instantly seemed to rise to another dimension.

Many gods who are fighting for the authority of the God of Death and believe in the God of Death forever have felt the changes from the sky.

And then... the gods are crazy.

The road that could not see the direction suddenly opened up in front of them.

When you embark on this road and reach the end, you will be the God above God, the eternal and immortal supreme being.

The Twilight of the Gods was not the destruction of the Kingdom of Gods, but the Age of Gods was over.

But the gods fade away, and only the only God will live forever, He will control everything, and then be omniscient and omnipotent.

It was like a violent and reckless man invading, overturning all the original cards and landing on the ground.

Although Ke Xiaoliang's violent interference did not take action personally, he leaked his breath, resulting in being forced to enter the field, falling to the same level as those Jinxians who had already entered the game.

However, it also uses the wonderful use of the Sun Wheel to symbolize the absolute authority of Shinto.

The gods can hardly resist such temptations.

And in today's era, mythological civilization is all.

The golden immortals either directly destroyed everything in anger, causing the entire world to be destroyed, and the Taiyi Dao Fruit, which had not been nurtured but had only revealed clues, dissipated.

Or endure it, follow the rules of the game, and continue playing.

The black-hearted old man secretly took action and kicked the ball to Ke Xiaoliang, hoping to test whether Ke Xiaoliang would enter the court in person.

Ke Xiaoliang turned the defense to attack, but instead sent the ball back to all the Golden Immortals.

Obviously not threatened.

The Golden Immortals are all wise and have a clear understanding of the sudden change in just a moment.

On the one hand, they were surprised by the fierceness shown by Ke Xiaoliang, and on the other hand, they were also angry at the unrestrained old man's ignorance. They did not take any light or heavy actions and lost their composure, which led to everyone's layout being forcibly swept down on the surface, and everything had to start over again.

At the deepest level of the world, a large amount of information has completed repeated communication in a very short time.

In millions of almost the same communication, a deeper communication will be generated due to changes in frequency, rhythm and effect, which convey not too many, but absolutely critical, fatal messages.

And on a more shallower level, all Gods are urging their power to fly to the shining sun.

But the sun always hangs high and appears in another dimension.

In this world, the sun suddenly shines extremely, and more "suns" become dim and depressed.

The friction between God and God, the divine system and the divine system, and civilization and civilization has become more explicit.

The monks who have good things started to do things with the intervention and utilization of the Golden Immortal.

They came for the plot.

Not long after, rumors spread.

To enter another dimension and grasp the authority of God, one must first become the master of the earth, sky, and ocean.

Coordinate everything and control all spirits.

This rumor comes from strange and abrupt. Those who are rational and sober should first verify the source of this statement and then discuss other things.

However, the "flaws" of the gods were unquestionably revealed at this time.

Although they are gods, they have more abundant desires and greed than mortals, and excess desires, which often blind their wisdom that should have been sober.

And when a storm starts.

A few rational people will also be passively entangled.

Had to be involved.

The quiet town seems to have not been visited by outsiders for a long time.

In the evening, the sound of the blacksmith shop was like the sound of the bell of the late return in the evening.

But today the sound of horse hooves interrupted the silence.

A middle-aged man with white hair sat on the horse's back, wearing dark armor, which made him look like the most dangerous reef on the coast, hard, tenacious, cold, and hidden murderous intent.

Under his crotch was a black horse, but there were pitch black scales on the horse's ankles. Experts who knew the goods knew at a glance that this should be a magic horse with the bloodline of the nightmare of the superior monster. It was violent, fierce, fierce, bloodthirsty, and as fast as the wind.

But it sat down in the reef-like man, looking docile.

This emotion that should not appear on the descendants of the nightmare was fully revealed in its blood-red eyes.

The sound of horse hooves was like a stepping stone, knocking on the gate of the entire town.

But the town is still dead silent, yes dead silent, not silence, because there is no one on the streets and in the shops.

It's like a dead city.

In fact, this is indeed a dead city!

The crazy blacksmith Bader is the only living person in this town. He is the blacksmith of this town, the resident of this town, the mayor of this town, the guardian of this town, and everything in this town.

Badel is certainly not an ordinary blacksmith!

He is one of the main gods of Eucli civilization, the god of flames and blacksmiths, and the god of weapons, the god of battle formations, and the god of destruction.

Badel, who possesses a lot of the powers of the divine powers, is naturally one of the most powerful main gods of the Eucli civilization, second only to Eucli's god king Ato.

The sound of horse hooves stopped gently next to the shabby blacksmith shop. The middle-aged man with white hair and black armor jumped off the horse and pushed open the door in front of him. The old man in front of him was very focused on hitting the thin piece of iron in his hand, as if his whole spirit was already focused here.

The white-haired man stood quietly behind him, silently, but just watched the old man with equal concentration as he hit the iron one after another.

Finally, the old man looked at the iron block under the iron pliers with satisfaction, nodded and put it into the cold water beside him. With a sneer, a rich stream of water vapor spread in the air, and the temperature of the whole room seemed to drop a lot.

It was not until now that he slowly turned his head and saw the white-haired man.

With a few jingling sounds, the iron block, hammer and iron pliers fell to the ground together.

Then, like a golden mountain and a jade pillar, the old man who looked quite strong knelt down at the feet of the white-haired man, his excited and trembling hands tightly grasped the soil on the ground, and blue veins were exposed under the rolled sleeves.

The white-haired man picked up the iron block that had fallen to the ground before, put it solemnly on the table, and then helped Badel up.

“How long has it been since we met?”

"Bader?"

Suddenly the old man burst into tears, yes! It's been a long time!

Bader immediately climbed up from the ground and said to the white-haired man: "Your Majesty! Please please here!"

"Your Majesty?" She Ran smiled.

"Yes! Your Majesty! Although the glory of the Kingdom of God has been destroyed, the afterglow remains. Eucli's sins will be burned by the flames of anger until all justice is revealed." Badr said with a serious face.

The white-haired man seemed to have thought of something, smiled self-deprecatingly and then pointed out: "Let's lead the way!"

An ordinary house was opened, a very ordinary room, small but warmly decorated. The only regret is that there is no one inside, or there is no living person, a burly sculpture with a strong face standing three meters inside the door of the room, with eyes piercing outside the window, as if thinking, but more like waiting.

Bader lifted the hammer and hit the stone man's chest with a hard hammer.

A red light flashed, and the stone man's body began to fall out in large pieces.

Soon a strong man stood in front of the two.

"Captain of the 13th Team of the Eagle Knights, Gu Long pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor and to Master Bader!" The strong man instantly knelt on the ground and said with his chest in his arms.

The originally quiet town is no longer quiet.

Crack! Crack!

It seemed as if the sound of ceramics being broken, bursts of time came, covering the entire town with a rapid but frequency of footsteps.

This small town quickly condensed aura of slaughter.

The white-haired man looked at the 1,340 people in front of him, his heart was turbulent. They were naked, their original clothes had already followed the broken soil and turned into dust. They were surrounded by a black horse. The soil that had not completely lost on them was describing the fact that they slept with their owners.

The white-haired man held the long sword around his waist and looked at the high-spirited team in front of him. His naked body did not make their majestic bodies look at any wretched, but instead reflected their high spirits more vividly.

With a blink of an eye, the white-haired man pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed to the direction where Mount Eucli was located and shouted: "Warriors! The rest day is over! You will step onto your battlefield again and regain your glory! In the name of Oran!"

"In the name of Oran!"

"In the name of Oran!"

"In the name of Oran!"

The knights shouted loudly, as if venting their anger that had been sleeping for many years.

"Now, I will grant you the name of King Auran and Hussein Moffat Auran to regain your glorious partners!" As he said that, Bader, who had been standing beside Hussein, waved his hand and suddenly a large amount of black armor that seemed to be able to absorb all the light, as well as a pair of silver swords and spears, appeared in front of everyone.

Although all the soldiers led their equipment in an orderly manner, the passion in their eyes and the love of weapons and armor in their opponents made everyone feel it.

Looking at the soldiers' satisfied expressions, a smile appeared on Hussein's face.

These armors and weapons are the result of Badell's efforts over the years. Every inch of these equipment is the elite iron that has been tempered by him. The origin of this batch of resources is thanks to the Eucli civilization.

When the soldiers were dressed in their equipment neatly, the military appearance changed again. If the feeling they had given people was just solemn, then the feeling they gave people now was that they were no different from thick and sharp, like an extremely solid and sharp drill bit that could break through any obstacles that hindered the way forward.

It seemed that these soldiers had been inspired by the bloody spirit that had been immersed in for a long time. Hussein waved his sword and pointed straight at Mount Eucli and shouted: "Let's go! Warriors of Oran! Fight! Eagle! Let the enemy wail under your horse's hooves, let the enemy give his head in front of your sword, and let the whole world ring your horn again!"

Suddenly, the whole team burned with heat, and the heat gathered into a torrent. More than 1,300 people stepped on the horse without knowing the order, held the spear in their hands tightly, and then rode on horseback and ran towards the direction of Mount Eucli.
Chapter completed!