Wizard Immortal

Chapter 785 The Birth of the God of Slaughter

Time slowly passed, and before my eyes, I didn't know how much time had gone by.

As time goes by, many things in this world are changing.

Silently, a change began to occur, gradually influencing all directions.

In the material world, as time goes by, a change is constantly taking place.

Within a deep, tranquil realm, teeming with deadly power.

Droplets of blood splattered continuously, and at this moment, streaks of crimson light spread out, gradually enveloping the entire area and turning it into a sea of ​​blood.

Among them, skeletons lay silently on display, each emanating an incredibly terrifying aura. Even the weakest figure possessed an aura at least equivalent to a peak legendary figure, reaching a level of strength that instilled fear in ordinary people.

A legend at the pinnacle of power, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to awe and inspire awe in countless people. Even the Church of Gods would feel awe towards such a figure, daring not to offend him lightly, and would treat him with utmost respect, without daring to be negligent or disrespectful in the slightest.

But in this place, such legendary peak powerhouses were everywhere. One by one, they lay on the ground, their bodies gradually losing heat and becoming cold, not much different from ordinary corpses.

Even more powerful beings, far surpassing even the peak of the legendary realm, slumbered peacefully in this place, now in eternal slumber. Though their corpses still retained some warmth, their essence had long since vanished, devoured by an unknown entity.

The power of slaughter surged in this place. Several killing domains gradually collided and merged, appearing boundless at first glance, transforming this area into a domain of slaughter.

Before our eyes, influenced by the power of slaughter, this area is constantly expanding. At this moment, it no longer resembles a simple domain, but rather a vast and boundless world.

However, compared to the normal world, this world is entirely supported by the power of domains, and it is filled with the power of killing. It lacks the complete world rule power found in other worlds.

At this moment, in the center of this realm, a figure stands alone, roaring to the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A voice echoed within, like the roar of gods and demons, constantly reverberating and startling all around.

A terrifying, god-like power lingered in this realm for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

In the center of this world, atop those corpses, Dorgon stood silently. At this moment, his white priest's robes were stained crimson with blood, and a bloody aura swirled around them. The sight was incredibly bloody and cruel.

He stood atop a sea of ​​corpses, laughing wildly. At this moment, his power roared, and as figures emerged around him, his aura rapidly increased, reaching its limit.

A crimson domain enveloped the entire world, unleashing its immense power. It was almost boundless, appearing as if one were in an abyss, incredibly bloody and cruel, emanating a deadly killing intent.

boom! !

A soft sound rang out from his body. At this moment, with the continuous surge of power from the surroundings, his aura was constantly transforming. Soon, it transformed from the original peak of mythology to an unpredictable realm.

The divinity of the God of Slaughter swirled within him, and as all the Sons of Slaughter fell, the divine essence of slaughter within all the Sons of Slaughter was gathered into the body of Doron in the center.

Drops of golden blood of slaughter converged, and at this moment, an unpredictable change was taking place within Doron's body.

After being surrounded by a massive amount of blood from slaughter, his mortal nature was rapidly transforming, changing from his original physical body to gradually transforming into a god.

In other words, he has now reached the point of transcendence, about to transcend the boundaries of mortals and transform his body into that of a demigod.

In some ways, this is an incredibly incredible thing.

For a mortal to undergo a transformation, to leap upwards from the essence of mortals, to break through the ultimate limit, and to transform their body into that of a demigod, is an extremely difficult thing in itself.

Under normal circumstances, to achieve this, one must ignite everything within oneself, igniting the divine fire that is said to be able to burn everything, and through the continuous tempering of one's own essence by that divine fire, it is possible to eventually achieve this.

However, at this moment, it was clear that Duolong had not ignited his own divine fire, but under the influence of the golden divine blood, he was also constantly changing, and his own life level was constantly changing, gradually transforming into a demigod body.

He was able to do this not because of his own power, but because of the influence of his former nature as the God of Slaughter.

As the blood of a god separated from the body of the god of slaughter, the essence of the Blood of Slaughter is naturally above that of a demigod, possessing the extraordinary nature of a god.

Having inherited the blood of slaughter, the Child of Slaughter also possesses some divine qualities. However, because those qualities are extremely minor, he is unable to transform his essence and ascend to a higher level.

But at this moment, as the other Sons of Slaughter fell one by one, the previously scattered blood of slaughter was reassembled and gathered into one person. The immense divine essence immediately began to have an effect, causing Doron's own body to begin to transform, from his original mortal body into a divine body.

If he hadn't only inherited a portion of the essence of the God of Slaughter and a part of the blood of slaughter, he could have instantly transformed into a divine body, capable of contending with a seventh-tier god in terms of physical strength.

Of course, to some extent, this is not a good thing.

The existence of living beings is formed by the fusion of body and spirit, and the connection between the two is extremely close, almost inseparable.

However, if either side becomes too powerful, it will lead to an imbalance in this relationship, resulting in a variety of unpredictable consequences.

Although Dorron's body was powerful at this moment, his soul was clearly not keeping up; his body was far stronger than his soul.

What impact would such a result have?

The most direct impact is that the influence of the physical body will be amplified. Various instincts originating from the physical body will more easily influence a person's will, leading to a person becoming more compliant with physical behavior and doing things that they do not want to do.

To put it simply, it's like smoking, drinking, or doing drugs.

When people do these things, do they not know that these things are of no benefit to them, but rather very detrimental?

However, under the influence of their own flesh and blood will, many people will still die, and it will not stop because such things will harm them.

To some extent, this is an example of how the will of the body can override the will of the soul.

At this moment, the same situation applies to Doron.

His physical body, influenced by the blood of slaughter, gradually transformed into a demigod's body. However, it was clear that Doron himself had not truly entered the realm of a demigod. His soul had not been tempered by the divine fire and remained at the same level as before.

The physical body strides forward, but the soul remains at the same level as before. The compatibility between the will of the body and the will of the soul begins to become uncoordinated, and the influence of the will of the body will gradually overwhelm one's own rationality, producing all sorts of unpredictable effects.

However, it was clear that Doron did not feel any harm from this unknown situation. On the contrary, he was enjoying the feeling. He stood among the corpses of the Sons of Slaughter, with his arms outstretched and a look of satisfaction on his face, as if he were embracing something.

"This power...this feeling..."

He opened his arms wide, as if embracing the whole world, his handsome face filled with a look of intoxication, as if he were experiencing an extreme sense of pleasure.

Around him, with the unification of the blood of slaughter, the power of slaughter constantly vibrated within him. At this moment, the surroundings were in constant turmoil, causing the world before him to tremble, as if in response to the final birth of the God of Slaughter.

"finally……"

In a corner of the world, several wills began to open their eyes, gazing at Doron before them. Their voices were filled with joy and relief: "After countless years of slaughter, the Child of Slaughter has finally been truly born..."

"I can sense the power within him; it's definitely at the demigod level. Combined with the methods left behind by my lord, he should be able to defeat that blasphemer!"

"Let's get moving!"

"At this moment, that blasphemer hasn't been in power for many years. Let's take advantage of this opportunity and use our strongest methods to eliminate him immediately!"

"Otherwise, if we wait a few years and he becomes more prepared, it will be much harder to take action against him!"

"good!"

A series of wills swirled in this place, as if they had made a collective decision at this moment.

As they made their decision together, a silent aura spread through the area, gradually reaching Duolong in front of them, which he instantly sensed.

Suddenly, Duolong opened his eyes. His previous low, maniacal laughter stopped, and he calmed down, gazing into the distance.

He gazed in the direction of the Adir Empire in the distance, his eyes flashing with killing intent, his entire body radiating a terrifying aura.

"The final blood of slaughter..."

He spoke in a low voice, muttering to himself, and then leaped away, disappearing from the spot and rushing into the distance.

In an instant, his figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in the distance, rushing directly towards the direction of the Adir Empire.

In an instant, terrifying power burst forth from this realm, and boundless killing power accompanied Doron's figure as he appeared above the material world, roaring within it and causing most of the material world to tremble.

At that moment, countless people opened their eyes and, following their instincts, looked in the direction where Duolong was.

(End of this chapter)