Apocalyptic Dragonborn Lord

Chapter 481 God

The door of the girl's boudoir, which had returned to normal, was kicked open, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps, and the giant scab monster with only one arm left almost filled the entire door frame, with its huge body curled up beside it. The body squeezed in and shouted.

"Messenger, hand over, man!"

Although its voice sounded very imposing, it still felt lingering fears about the loss of its other arm. Outside the door, at least fifty scab monsters surrounded the place with spears, although the aliens did not brains, but they still have some biological instincts of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

But when the officer finally squeezed into the bedroom where he looked like a sissy, he was caught in front of him with a suit of trophies captured from the previous human, including two long swords, a giant sword and a war pick. shocked by the sight.

A fallen angel with only one wing left was lying in the arms of a man with a serene smile on his face, and in front of them, a stone that was condensed into the shape of a heart rolled to the ground.

Of course, the brain of the scab monster couldn't figure out how to deal with this situation. After thinking hard for a while, it could only repeat what it said when it entered the door to the woman lying on the ground who had died long ago.

"Messenger, hand over, man!"

But the two men and women clinging to each other still didn't respond at all, which finally made the monster angry. It took a step forward and stomped the stone heart into pieces.

Finally, this action caught the man's attention. He gently put the woman on her bed, as if afraid of disturbing her dream, and then turned around with the same gentle movement.

And the last image the monster saw in this world was those blood-red eyes. It knew that this time it was no longer as simple as losing an arm.

The alien soldiers who had piled up at the door and were about to come in suddenly saw a large piece of black juice splashed towards them. Among them, the soldier walking in the front scraped the black juice off the front of the visor under the control of the parasite behind him and smelled it by the way. After smelling it, I found that it was the smell of their blood...

But it was too late when it raised its head again. Stannis, who had cut the giant scab monster into black juice, had already massacred the scab monsters crowded in the aisle with both swords and hands. The monster didn't even have time to raise its weapon, and its entire head was cut off by Stannis. The Ketonideps who were attached to the back were just about to escape, but they were killed by another sword shot by Stannis. Stannis was already familiar with their weaknesses. Now it was easy to kill, and soon, all the soldiers in the corridor were wiped out like melons and vegetables.

With Anne's death, the death space she had set up before gradually dissipated, and Stannis finally returned to the main world. Now all he has to do is to kill Elholt, and he will never back down.

After killing all the enemies, Stannis returned to the room. After stepping over the tall alien species that was crushed by him with only black juice left, he immediately came to Anne's dressing table and put the opal-sized The amethyst was removed from the ring and stuffed into his pocket. Before leaving the door, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Annie who was lying on the bed.

"Sleep well."

After speaking, Stannis walked forward without looking back.

There was a rush of footsteps in the hall of the Palace of Bliss, and then it became quiet, and then there was a rush of footsteps, and then it was quiet again, like an infinite loop.

And these footsteps came from the scab monsters coming from all directions of the palace, and their targets were all on the main road leading to the central courtyard, in order to stop a human being there.

But they didn't know that even ten times as many of them could not stop a moving fury locked in black armor, and they should feel lucky, because Stannis sent them on their way with just one blow.

In the end, the black water formed by the crushed scab had submerged Stannis' knees. Although surrounded by countless monsters in the center, Stannis, whose face was covered in armor, did not move at all. His arms seemed to be unconscious. Waving it wearily, until there is nothing in front of him that can stop him from moving on.

He is so persistent in going to the central garden of the Palace of Bliss because he already knows that his target is waiting for him there.

After killing all the scab monsters around him, Stannis heard footsteps coming from the surrounding corridors, and more monsters were coming here, although these were nothing to him who had fully released his power , but Stannis obviously didn't have time to waste any more time here.

After that, he immediately got rid of the entanglement of the scab monsters, and rushed towards the central garden. Any monsters that tried to stop him along the way were turned into black water by his blow.

Finally Stannis stopped, as a thin figure appeared, and he knew it was his target.

Incarnate as the master of the abyss, the old god of the past, and the king of the labyrinth - Elhort.

Although he had killed him thousands of times in his own imagination, Stannis seemed calm when he actually saw this old god who owed countless blood debts. Hult was shocked by the way he played this time.

The thin man was sitting on his towering 'throne' at this time.

And Stannis finally understood why there was not a single corpse in the city.

On the throne, the tower of corpses piled up by tens of thousands of dead people is located in the center of the light source, and Holt is sitting quietly in it. He has long known the arrival of Stannis and waited for it.

"..." Stannis trembled violently all over his body. He always thought that he had experienced the most terrifying darkness in the world, and he would never be afraid of it again, but he was wrong, the lower limit of this world was far from the end.

Standing in front of this mass grave, he was as weak as a baby, and he didn't even dare to look up, because he knew that no matter how he tried to escape, the dull eyes of these dead people would be watching him, making him invisible.

"Why..." Stannis half knelt on the ground, even losing the courage to raise his sword.

And finally, Elholt, who had been sitting on the throne for a long time, finally stood up. From the day he was born, he liked to use this method to torture those who tried to challenge him, without exception. Yes, in the end, those stupid challengers would be on their knees and begging him to finish them off.

And this human being is no exception, the beautiful boy raised his arms, as flawless as an enshrined idol.

"Now, human beings crawling under my feet, I will use you to become a god again!"

(End of this chapter)