Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

The divine realm, a world composed of pure light and energy, is currently experiencing its darkest day since its birth.

The sky was torn in two.

Half of it was the original golden divine light, and the other half was the deathly aura surging out from that spatial hole.

Two completely different energies collided in the air, creating countless black lightning bolts.

"kill."

With Li Fan's emotionless command.

The army of millions of undead has moved.

The air force was the first to engage in combat.

One hundred thousand two-winged angels from the divine realm, wielding lightsabers and with their wings fluttering in holy light, emerged from the various temples like a flock of silver birds.

Thousands of frost bone dragons, led by Eric (Dragonborn form), roared deafeningly. Sylvanas followed closely behind with 100,000 banshee archers.

The two sides met at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

No nonsense, no probing.

It was a brutal and gruesome massacre.

"For the glory of our Lord! Purify these impurities!"

The angel legion commander raised his lightsaber high, and a huge cross-shaped beam of light swept out.

Eric let out a low roar, and the demonic sword in his hand burst into black dragon flames, shattering the light blade with a single strike.

The two armies clashed.

The angel's lightsaber struck the bone dragon's ice armor, sparks flying. The bone dragon's breath struck the angel, instantly freezing him into an ice sculpture, which then plummeted from the sky and shattered into pieces.

The banshee archers drew their black bone bows, and countless cursed arrows rained down like a storm.

The angels struck by the arrow let out a piercing scream; their proud, sacred bodies quickly rotted, their white wings turned black, and then they exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

The ground battlefield was equally brutal.

Despite their powerful martial arts and divinely bestowed weapons, the heroic legions of the divine realm and those legendary ancient heroes still seemed somewhat powerless when faced with a sea of ​​tens of millions of undead.

For every zombie they kill, ten zombies will pounce on them.

If they pierce a raging corpse beast, the dying monster will bite off their neck.

What made them most desperate was...

Those fallen heroes will rise again soon after they have fallen.

Their souls were corrupted by death energy, and their bodies became new undead, turning against their former comrades.

The undead army grew larger with each battle.

The defenses of the divine realm are crumbling step by step.

Li Fan stood at the very center of the battlefield.

He did not make a move.

He strolled leisurely across the square with his hands behind his back.

The sounds of fighting, screams, and explosions around him were irrelevant to him.

Occasionally, some foolish angels or heroic spirits would rush over to kill him, but before they could even get within ten meters of him, they would be shattered into dust by an invisible force.

He's looking for someone.

Find the guys who can actually provide him with high-quality fuel.

Where is God?

Li Fan glanced impatiently at the tallest Olympian temple in the distance.

"Is sending these lowly minions to their deaths how your gods treat their guests?"

As if in response to his words.

Boom!

A loud bang came from the sky.

A crimson beam of light slammed into the plaza in front of Li Fan.

The shockwave instantly wiped out all the dead and heroic spirits within a radius of several hundred meters.

The smoke and dust cleared.

A tall figure appeared.

He was five meters tall and muscular all over.

He wore a scarlet suit of armor, wielded a massive battle axe, and exuded a suffocating aura of blood and battle intent.

His eyes burned with intense passion as he stared intently at Li Fan.

Ares, the god of war.

The god who governs war and slaughter among the twelve Olympian gods.

He is also the strongest in terms of physical strength in the realm of gods, second only to Zeus.

"mortal!"

"How dare you lay a finger on the realm of the gods!"

"How dare you slaughter God's people!"

"Your sins cannot be washed away even if you are burned in the fires of hell for ten thousand years!"

Ares raised his battle axe and pointed it at Li Fan.

"I, Ares, the God of War, will, on behalf of the gods, bestow upon you the most painful death!"

Li Fan picked at his ear.

"The sound is quite loud."

He looked up at the giant who was three times his height.

"Are you the God of War?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Li Fan's eyes.

"It doesn't look that great."

"Besides being bigger and having a louder voice, what else is there?"

"court death!"

Ares was enraged.

As the god of war, his status in the realm of gods was second only to Zeus. When had he ever been treated with such contempt?

He pushed off the ground with both legs.

boom!

The square collapsed instantly.

Ares appeared in front of Li Fan as if by teleportation.

The battle axe in his hand slashed down with a devastating force.

This axe strike contained all of the God of War's divine power and fighting spirit.

"Die, you insect!"

Ares grinned maliciously, already envisioning Li Fan being cleaved in two.

when!

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Ares' smile froze on his face.

His battle axe stopped.

It stopped about a foot above Li Fan's head.

It was pinched between two fingers.

Yes.

Two fingers.

Li Fan extended his right index and middle fingers and gently pinched the battle axe that was powerful enough to cleave the world.

"This...this is impossible..."

Ares' pupils contracted violently.

He tried desperately to press the axe down or pull it back.

But the axe didn't budge.

"I'm not too badly strong."

Li Fan nodded and gave a fair assessment.

"Much better than that dwarf king."

"but…...…"

Li Fan looked up at Ares's terrified face.

"His technique was terrible."

"Is this how your gods fight? Slashing around like barbarians?"

Li Fan twisted his fingers slightly.

Click.

The divine battle axe, forged from divine iron and tempered by divine fire, snapped in two.

Li Fan held half of the axe blade between his fingers.

"You dare call yourself the God of War?"

Li Fan casually tossed the broken blade to the ground.

"Let me show you what real power is."

Li Fan took a deep breath.

"The true form of the demon god."

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

An extremely terrifying black aura erupted from Li Fan's body.

Li Fan's body began to grow larger.

Double.

ten times.

hundred times.

A thousand times.

In the blink of an eye, a black giant, towering ten thousand feet tall with his head reaching the sky and his feet firmly planted on the earth, appeared in the realm of gods.

Before that enormous demon god, Ares, the five-meter-tall god of war, was like an insignificant ant.

Ares stared blankly at the enormous figure whose ankles were the only visible part of it.

"What...what is this...?"

Ares's legs went weak, and the broken axe handle fell to the ground.

Li Fan lowered his head and looked down at Ares at his feet.

"Too small."

The sound was so loud that Ares bled from all seven orifices.

Li Fan slowly raised his right hand.

Its palm was large enough to cover the entire square.

then.

Like swatting a mosquito.

It slammed down hard.