High School of Wicked Magic

The word "slaughter god" sounds high-end, majestic and cool, but it is actually a point of no return.

There is no one in history who can slaughter gods.

Not to mention slaughtering a sun god.

Zhuang Mingge was not sure enough to attempt this feat of the ancients. Even in the chaotic era where brave men were everywhere, no one could kill a god.

The God of Slaughter is a legend and a myth. [

And the godslayer is an illusory legend that does not exist. Humans slaughter gods?Even if you imagine it, you will not feel successful, even in the arrogant human beings, you are just despising the gods, not killing the gods.

Yes, they dare not.

Zhuang Mingge was ready to die in battle when he went to Persia to slaughter the gods this time.

Without such awareness, don’t even think about slaughtering gods or anything. This is not a game. The strength of the enemy cannot be expressed in words. It is the abyss of despair. Once you step into the abyss of sinking, you will not be able to turn back.

When mentioning Persia, everyone will think of a sect... the Sacred Fire Cult.

The Sacred Fire Sect is the state religion of Persia. Its status in Persia is the same as that of Taoism in the Celestial Dynasty. It worships the Sacred Fire. Almost 90.00% of the people are followers of this sect.

Long, long ago, there was an empire in Persia... the Persian Empire.

Its strength is terrifying, and its combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying.

However, even in a powerful empire, it cannot withstand the erosion of time, so the Persian Empire has become the dust of history, and after several enslavements, it finally became an independent country.

But with the advent of world disasters, the national system collapsed, and the current world is ruled by the magic world.

Persia has also changed from a country to a huge city. There is no king or president anymore, and all cities will have a consul.The fact that the consul was from there represented the faction of the city.

Today, the population of Persia has exceeded 3000 million.

There are more than a dozen types of people living here.There are even Mongols among them. This is because Genghis Khan seems to have fought here.

Of course, how many people there are, what race they are, is meaningless to Zhuang Mingge.

Zhuang Mingge's desire to slaughter the god has nothing to do with these things.

After coming to Persia.Zhuang Mingge rushed to the ruins of the palace of the ancient Persian Empire without stopping.Here was once the glorious Persian Empire, terrifying, powerful, and daunting.

There used to be the blessing and protection of the gods here.

Even so, it still did not survive the scouring of time and turned into a pile of ruins.

Zhuang Mingge felt a great power here.This is the power left by the gods here. It has survived for thousands of years, and even today, it has not disappeared. [

Zhuang Mingge doubted that even after thousands of years, this divine power would not disappear.

Ordinary people might not feel anything, but when Zhuang Mingge approached here.The pressure exerted by this mighty force on Zhuang Mingge was not at 01:30.

It was as if the whole world was falling, crushed, trying to crush Zhuang Mingge to death.

Thousands of times of gravity was applied to Zhuang Mingge's body. If it were a human body, it would have been smashed to pieces and turned into a meat paste. Even so, Zhuang Mingge still felt that he only needed to take a step forward.There is life and death.

Gremory then relaxed, as if he felt nothing.

After all, she is a demon god. Such a vast power did not bring great pressure to her, it was just a little uncomfortable, but it would not affect the battle.

Zhuang Minge took out the spear of Longinus, and had this gun for killing gods and gods.The vast mighty force was split into two, and Zhuang Mingge could no longer feel the coercion, so he walked into the ruins of the ancient Persian Empire palace with ease.

As a heritage site, it is usually not open to outsiders.But there are still some tourists who will appear here from time to time, so Zhuang Mingge cast a magic to drive away the idlers, and humans will automatically block this place.

Hours later, it was dark.

Hundreds of kilometers around the ruins of the palace, there is no human being left.

At this moment, in Persia, the power of the sun was weakened to the extreme, and the power of the moon expanded to the extreme.

The bright moonlight descended from the sky and fell on the ruins of the palace. Zhuang Mingge clearly felt that the terrifying power had retreated to a certain corner.

Zhuang Mingge and Gremory began to set up a magic circle to summon the gods.

This vast magic circle involves all kinds of divine script, divine art, and magic, so it will take at least half a year for Zhuang Mingge alone to complete it.

But with Gremory's joining, the time was more than ten times faster.

In just ten days, the magic circle for summoning the gods was finally completed.

Zhuang Mingge let out a long sigh of relief.

"What's the matter, do you feel nervous, my master, tonight is the night of slaughtering gods, so your heart is beating non-stop, right?" Gremory asked with a smile.

"A little bit." Zhuang Mingge nodded, and began to worry about gains and losses, "Hey, Gremory, do you think I can succeed in slaughtering the gods? If I fail, I should die out of my wits."

"Hahahaha, what is this? Depression syndrome before the slaughter of gods?" Gremory laughed at Zhuang Mingge fiercely. She walked over and squatted in front of Zhuang Mingge, untied her belt, and put Zhuang Mingge's swollen lower body into her mouth inside.

"Since you are afraid, let's use this method to dissipate the pressure."

So Zhuang Mingge decisively held down Gremory's head, and started a frantic sprint. [

In the ruins of the royal palaces of the people everywhere, field battles were waged everywhere.

The madness this time dispelled the haze in Zhuang Minge's heart. He let Gremory lie on a broken stone pillar and started to sprint from behind.

As if to sprint and launch all the unhappiness, hesitation, and anxiety.

All the messy thoughts dissipated like ice and snow, and the will condensed. Tu Shen began to believe firmly, for himself, for human beings, and for the ones he loved.

He doesn't need to hesitate.

And then... the night fell.

The sun set, the moon rose, and Zhuang Mingge, who had finished the field battle, stood on the edge of the ruins of the ancient Persian Empire's palace, holding the spear of Longinus. Then, under Gremory's signal, he cut through the blood and activated the magic circle.

The huge magic circle started to work.

Whoosh!

After the magic circle was activated, an illusory magic circle broke away from the magic circle on the ground and floated in mid-air.A few seconds later, the illusory magic circle once again separated into a magic circle, and separated upwards layer by layer.

One is bigger than the other.

The magic circle on the top even surpassed the territory of Persia, covering the whole of Persia. No matter where you are, you can see this huge magic circle above your head.

It is not a simple matter to pull the gods from the heavens, or in other words, it is almost impossible to do.

However, things are not absolute.

As a demon god, Gremory naturally knew this method, which was to replace the seat of God.A demon god on the ground was replaced with a god in the heaven, so that the god in the heaven was squeezed out of the throne and pulled into the world.

There is a prerequisite for this replacement of gods, that is, it must be a replacement between gods.

Gremory is one of the 72 demon gods of hell, and he also has a godhead and is a god, so it is very suitable as a sacrifice to replace the god seat.

This kind of replacement is actually very unreliable, because it is forcibly pulling the gods down from the world and occupying a position that does not belong to them, so as long as the gods regain their positions, it is a breeze.

Zhuang Minge recalled the key to the magic circle, tightly clenched the Longinus spear in his hand, and stared sharply at Gremory at the center of the magic circle.

With the gap between Gremory and the sun god Mithra, he can regain his seat in three seconds.

Therefore, Zhuang Mingge only had three seconds.

"Bold!"

When the magic circle unfolded layer by layer, Gremory's figure became unreal, and there seemed to be a huge figure overlapping with her on the spot, and a sound of rage spread throughout the world.

Whether it is the Eastern monks, the holy son of the Holy See, or organizations outside the atmosphere, or the London wizarding world, they all heard this voice clearly.

It seems that the whole world is reverberating.

Time seemed to be restricted, and a powerful force imprisoned Persia, and everyone in Persia found themselves like puppets, unable to move at all.

The sound of fury spread throughout the three realms and six realms, and countless gods, gods, gods and Buddhas heard the sound.

The vast power caused the ground of the earth to begin to shatter.

This is the power of the gods, this is the wrath of the gods.

"Who dares to drag me down from the throne."

The proud, incomparable voice rang out, which made people feel that it was taken for granted. Everyone was afraid, afraid, and trembling non-stop.This is Kamui.

The grace of God is like the sea, and the power of God is like a prison.

No need to doubt, no need to think, let alone any hesitation, everyone knows that the gods have descended, there is no reason, that's it, the gods have descended.

If he hadn't held the gun of Longinus, Zhuang Mingge would have remained motionless like everyone else in Persia.

He knows his abilities and his behavior, he is probably playing with fire, no, this kind of behavior is a thousand times, ten thousand times, even a hundred million times more terrifying than playing with fire.

He wants to slaughter God, this is the point of no return.

When Gremory's figure completely disappeared, Zhuang Mingge knew that Mithra, the sun god in Persian mythology, had descended. He was so tall, hot, and mysterious, like a rising sun, and the whole night instantly became It's daytime.

Even the moon above the head was covered by it.

There was no extra time to hesitate, only three seconds, so Zhuang Mingge threw the Longinus spear in his hand immediately after Gremory's figure disappeared.

However, within a thousandth of a second, the gods reacted and launched a counterattack.

The blazing flames were thrown out of his hands, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to drink!

However, the spear of Longinus pierced the flames, struck him in the arm, and ran through his shoulder, leaving a scar.

Ah!

With a scream, everyone in the world knew that the gods... were injured! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)