Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1111, Do you want to surrender?

On the high platform, a figure in divine light sat silently.

What drove him to press Wu Heng step by step was far more than simple hatred. On a deeper level, it was an indescribable worry and fear.

Wu Heng is too weird.

Not only did he escape from his hands time and time again, but what was even more incredible was that he achieved priesthood in such a short time.

This growth rate was beyond his understanding.

If we allow it to delay its growth, it will become a serious problem in the future and may even overturn everything.

Therefore, he must be forced to show up, right now.

Based on Wu Heng's past behavior, he was certain that in the face of such tragic cries from the believers, Wu Heng would most likely appear.

This is not a bad thing.

If one could take this opportunity to completely devour and absorb this new divine spirit, the gains would far outweigh all previous losses.

What's more, the coordinates of that new plane can be learned from him. A brand new world is an irresistible temptation for any god.

The ceremony off the field continues.

Bundles of dry firewood were piled higher and higher, and then people began to release [Grease Magic] to sprinkle on them. A strong smell filled the entire square, intertwined with fear and despair.

Ta Ta Ta Ta~!

A high-ranking priest quickly walked to the foot of the platform and bowed to report, "Father God, everything is ready."

The eyes in the light swept towards him, and after a moment of silence, a cold voice sounded: "Give them enough time to pray, so that their despair... can spread further."

"As you command." The priest retreated respectfully.

Time passed slowly in agony.

In the square, the prayers, sobs, and curses became louder and louder, and more and more chaotic, converging into a heart-pounding cacophony.

After about an hour, the being on the throne lost its last bit of patience.

"Light the fire." The god's voice was emotionless, yet it resounded throughout the square. "Let them see with their own eyes how cowardly and incompetent the gods they believe in are!"

The order has been given.

The knights of the Church, holding torches, marched forward in neat steps and threw the torches at the pile of grease without hesitation.

Boom~!

When the flame meets the oil, it explodes instantly!
The flames that shot up into the sky rolled and roared, forming a huge wall of fire, and spread towards the central wooden stake area at an astonishing speed.

The onlookers closed their eyes or turned their heads away, not daring to watch the tragedy that was about to happen.

The raging fire was like a roaring beast.

Just as the flames were about to lick the hem of the first victim's clothes, something strange happened!

All the raging flames seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and then completely collapsed and dissipated!
Only countless tiny sparks were left, slowly drifting away and going out.

"what happened?!"

"The fire... the fire is out?"

The whole audience was in an uproar, and everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at this incomprehensible scene in disbelief.

How could such a change happen during a ceremony presided over by the gods themselves?

"You're so brave!"

At this moment, the cold voice from the throne sounded again, but with a hint of imperceptible solemnity.

His gaze, as if tangible, shot towards the balcony of a building on one side of the square.

Everyone's eyes followed subconsciously.

I saw a tall chair appear on the empty balcony at some point.

A figure was sitting lazily on it, with black hair and black eyes, a calm expression, looking down at everything in the square indifferently.

"It's the Wuheng Island Master!"

The crowd instantly erupted in exclamations of disbelief.

"What island owner! Don't talk nonsense! Do you want to get yourself into trouble?"

"The Vatican made such a big fuss just to force him out and fall into their trap!"

"How foolish... Even if he comes, what's the point? Can he really save people from the clutches of the gods?"

"Yeah, it's just getting myself involved... why bother..."

Wu Heng is so famous in this world that almost everyone knows him.

Especially those living near the Emerald Sea have seen his portrait or met him in person.

Seeing him really appear at this moment, people were shocked, but more of them were regretful and puzzled. In front of the supreme god, what could his appearance change except adding another dead soul?

……

Wu Heng leaned against the stone chair, his gaze traversing the square, reaching for the blazing light on the opposite platform. "Do you really want to see me that badly?"

"If you weren't so secretive and lack the dignity and responsibility that a god should have, why would I go to so much trouble?" The voice of the god came slowly, like thunder rolling across the sky.

Wu Heng tickled his ears, his tone teasing, "It's not easy to see me. Just pray devoutly in front of my statue. ... Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll respond to you."

"You dare to speak so arrogantly when death is imminent!" The being in the light snorted coldly, and murderous intent suddenly surged. "If that's the case, then leave this clone to me!"

Before he finished speaking, the blazing ball of light on the high platform suddenly expanded and transformed into a golden stream of light that tore through the sky. Like a spear of judgment, it shot straight at the balcony where Wu Heng was with unmatched force!

Almost at the same moment, Wu Heng's figure suddenly became blurred, and a deep and powerful energy rose from his body, and also turned into a stream of light, rushing forward!

boom----! ! !
Two divine forces collided violently above Treasure Island!

There are no fancy techniques, no complicated spells, only the most essential and brutal energy collision and rule collision!
In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart.

Half of it was a dazzling sacred golden light, in which there seemed to be countless phantoms of angels singing, and the holy temple was floating up and down, trying to purify all things with supreme authority.

On the other side, there was a dazzling, constantly changing purple light, like flowing crystal, madly eroding the golden area.

The two are like two living nebulae, entangled together, tearing, stretching and devouring each other!
Every collision unleashed a shock wave that distorted and vibrated the space, making the eardrums of the people in the square below buzz and their minds break.

The scattered energy fragments turned into meteor showers and fell, smashing holes in the surrounding buildings.

Two completely opposite divine powers clashed fiercely in this airspace, as if they were going to repaint the sky itself.

...In the eyes of the crowd below, the sky changed color.

Two vast and boundless energy bodies blocked out the sun, turning the entire sky into an arena for the battle between gods.

The dazzling golden light was like billions of sharp swords, constantly cutting through the clouds, and it seemed as if even the space was shattered wherever it passed.

The blazing flames burned out of thin air, forming a terrifying sea of ​​fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea. Thunder snakes as thick as dragons and pythons burst wildly at the place where the energy was entangled, making a roar that shook the earth.

The wind was as fierce as a knife, blowing up broken stones and wood, creating a scene of doomsday.

"Continue the execution! Quick!" A high-ranking priest held down his hat that was blown askew by the strong wind and shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to maintain the trial under the residual power of the war between gods.

Several Vatican knights tried to light the torches many times, but they were instantly extinguished by the turbulent energy flow.

They simply took off their gloves, revealing [Flint Rings] with fire runes engraved on their knuckles.

A faint magical light lit up, and they walked quickly towards the pile of dry firewood covered with grease, intending to ignite it directly.

However, just as they were about to approach the firewood pile.

Rumble!
The earth suddenly shook violently, the stone pavement of the square cracked into pieces, and pale skeletons emerged from the rolling soil!

The skeletons are thick and ferocious, and behind each skeleton grow translucent insect-like wings!
In the empty eye sockets, a faint blue soul fire burned.

In a flash, these tall skeleton warriors with wings on their backs filled every inch of the square. They slowly turned their heads, and their dark blue eyes swept over all the Vatican personnel who tried to approach the execution pillar.

"It's the undead! Kill them all!" Roars of shock and anger erupted from the Vatican's troops.

The well-trained knights of the Vatican immediately suppressed their shock, drew their swords, and charged forward in formation.

The priests in the back chanted quickly, and golden sacred spells began to condense, transforming into various attack spells, and first bombarded the skeleton.

The transparent wings behind the skeleton warriors also began to vibrate at a high frequency, making a teeth-grinding buzzing sound.

Some people began to rescue the people tied to the wooden pillars.

The rest turned into streaks of light and crashed into the formation of the Vatican Knights at an astonishing speed!

The sound of bones colliding with armor, the sound of bones breaking as swords and knives chopped off bones, and the roar of divine spells exploding filled the air.

The crowd at the rear who were forced to come and "watch the ceremony" fell into complete panic. People pushed and trampled on each other, desperately trying to escape the area.

……

In the sky, two energy bodies containing supreme divine power were fighting more and more fiercely.

Not only did they collide and devour each other, but they also condensed thousands of energy bodies from their own energies and killed each other.

In the dazzling golden divine light, it seemed as if the power of billions of faiths was boiling.

Countless light-forged knights wearing golden armor and holding holy spears gathered together to form an endless legion, and launched a charge from the golden divine light.

The purple energy ball on the opposite side suddenly surged, spreading out a mist of death and magic. Countless undead swordsmen with phantom fire burning in their eyes also rushed forward to kill.

This is just the beginning.

The golden energy changed dramatically again, and giant swords of holy light condensed in the sky poured down like a torrential rain. Immediately afterwards, a giant elephant as tall as a mountain and covered in golden armor stepped out of the air.

Wu Heng's purple energy boiled even more violently, and a violent compound magic storm took shape instantly, with frost, flames, and arcane energy intertwined and exploded.

There was also a towering mountain made of pure energy that appeared out of thin air, carrying the heavy laws that suppressed all things, and smashed heavily into the golden elephant, smashing it directly into a golden light.

Several holy light lions gathered together again, opened their huge mouths big enough to swallow stars, and pounced from the golden energy.

On the other side, a purple giant bone ape appeared, holding a huge stick and running towards the Holy Light Lion.

Both sides continued to gather various means of attack, and each other's energy balls were also tearing and devouring each other, absorbing the energy of the opponent that was "bitten" into their own energy.

The entire sky flickered under their fierce battle, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The subtle energy ripples that escape are a natural disaster to the mortal world.

Large sections of buildings began to collapse.

The knights and priests of the Church who were still fighting stopped fighting and fled in panic. Instead, the skeletons, who had no fear, began to chase and hack at these church personnel.

The fighting style of the two gods has long surpassed the understanding of mortals.

They collide and erode with the most fundamental laws and power of faith.

The golden energy changes in countless ways and its attack is powerful, as if it contains thousands of years of accumulation and the wisdom of countless dimensions.

Although the purple energy is slightly "slow", it shows an amazing ability to adapt and learn. Often after the opponent launches a certain law attack, it can quickly analyze and imitate similar, or even restrained means!
After a violent collision, the two entangled energies suddenly separated and re-condensed in mid-air into two towering figures, confronting each other in the air.

The face of the Vatican god was shrouded in light, but one could feel his shock, which was difficult to conceal.

It seemed that he never expected that a newly promoted god could compete with him to such an extent!
Wu Heng was also filled with awe.

He knew very well that the strength of the priesthood was of vital importance, and the three priesthoods he possessed, namely creation, death, and magic, were all top-notch and powerful high-level priesthoods.

I still feel pressure in a head-on confrontation.

This made him understand that although priesthood is a manifestation of potential, the power of faith provided by believers is like the mana of a professional.

Only when the mana value is high can you display more powerful magic at will.

The other party has been running the Vatican for thousands of years, and the foundation of their faith is far stronger than mine.

"No wonder you're so arrogant! It turns out you stole a high-ranking priesthood." The Vatican's deity's voice was icy, piercing the heavens. "In your world, you've indeed gained quite a few 'good things'."

Wu Heng responded calmly: "So...would you like to consider surrendering? I can spare your life."

"Hahahaha...!" The spirit let out an earth-shattering laugh, as if it had just heard the most ridiculous joke. "You're really naive... a little cute."

His laughter abruptly stopped, and his voice became incomparably sinister. "Once I crush this clone of yours, I will follow the thread of your faith and uproot all your believers! I will have you hide in your divine domain, watching them die in despair one by one, until your divine fire is completely extinguished due to the exhaustion of your faith..."

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly and interrupted him: "Now that you mentioned it, it reminds me, but there's no need to go through so much trouble~!"

He casually grabbed a button, took it out, and pressed it.

Whoosh—whoosh whoosh—!
In less than five seconds, the sharp sound of breaking through the air tore through the roar of the war between gods!

Several huge and slender black shadows, dragging extremely hot tails of flames, suddenly passed through the sky high above!

They flew at speeds faster than sound, heading towards several crucial directions on the continent.

The gods of the Holy See looked over suddenly, and the divine light around them trembled!
I recognized these things instantly.

The last time he killed Wu Heng, he launched this thing and razed the temple to the ground!
But this time, there were much more of them, covering the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)