After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

This is the creed of the Savage Berserker.

It is said that the former King of Savage Demons had a record of killing gods on earth, but that is just an urban legend.

Granny's strength is limited and she cannot kill gods, but she has the strongest means of physical attack and can easily break through the defense constructed by magic, making her the best candidate to carry out beheading.

The moment she saw Granny, Diminia screamed as if she had seen a ghost.

The shrill sound was so harsh, as if his head had been chopped off.

His eyes lost their luster and there was only one thought in his mind: escape!

The moment he turned around, vines appeared under his feet and an obstacle appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Wind Chime and Sandra were in the right place at the right time.

Roland said that even a well-placed pebble can trip up a giant.

Their absolute combat power was indeed slightly inferior to that of the others, but they possessed keen observation skills and accurately determined the route that Diminiah wanted to take to escape.

The vines entangled and intercepted charges could only stop the messenger for less than 0.1 second, but it was enough.

Granny jumped high as if possessed by the god of war, and her wild war cry shook Diminiah's soul.

The momentary confusion made him miss his only chance to escape.

The huge axe rubbed against the air, making a strange scream and bringing an invitation to death.

"No!"

This incomplete scream was the last sound Diminia left in this world.

The axe fell and the head flew into the sky.

Blood splattered all over Granny's face.

She stuck out her tongue and licked it. Well, there seemed to be no difference between the blood of God's messenger and that of ordinary people.

Seeing the scene of Diminia being beheaded, Orros was numb all over.

He stared blankly at Diminia, whose head and body were separated, and suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong with the Tiamat plane.

He still maintained the damn black hole domain, watching the hideous smiles of these blasphemers and the summoning scrolls that kept falling.

He has no chance.

At least these things have to be passed on.

He smiled and began to chant in a holy voice.

carol.

A basic skill that every angel must master.

No matter in which plane, in any time and space, as long as loyalty remains, the hymn will be transmitted back to the divine realm.

Unstoppable and uninterruptible.

Even the continuous casting of spells to maintain the black hole field cannot be interfered with.

Roland's face changed slightly. He didn't want the details of the battle to be passed back.

Silence, quietness, counter, three consecutive interruption magics did not work.

There was a scornful smile on Orros's lips, as if he was looking at a group of ants.

She looked down at the shameful curvy body with some disgust and continued to chant.

Using carols to convey messages will not be interrupted, but it has a disadvantage.

The hymn has a fixed format, and the prelude must be sung according to the standard format before the desired meaning can be expressed in a tactful way by inserting it into the lyrics.

Otherwise, it would be considered not pious enough and the singing would naturally not be able to reach the goddess.

There are many strange rules in the divine realm, but most of them are used to demonstrate the supremacy of the gods.

At least at this moment, Orros really hoped that the prelude could be finished quickly, and there was even a hint of resentment in his heart.

When Roland heard that Orros had to follow the instructions while singing, he immediately understood.

My goodness, isn’t this just eight-legged essay?

Will this allow him to finish singing?

Roland threw the last summoning scroll in without any hesitation.

The black hole field was finally filled.

At this moment the last syllable of the prelude to the hymn was sung.

The smile on Orros's face grew wider.

Even if he is beheaded, he can still warn the Dark Goddess in a short period of time.

A monster, a monster that does not play by the rules, is wandering Tiamat.

If this monster is given time, he will devour the entire plane, turning it into a desert where no blessing from God can reach.

The entire plane must be thoroughly swept before the monsters develop!

He chanted loudly.

Granny leaped high, swung the axe, and the head flew into the sky.

Double kill.

With the help of his teammates, the Barbarian Warrior completed a double kill of the Dark and Light Messengers!

But it's no use.

Because the heads flying in the air are still singing.

Orros died, but not completely. His last bit of vitality was enough to sustain him to finish singing the warning part. Even if only a part of it could be transmitted back, it would alert the rangers of the divine realm.

The patrollers will report the abnormal circumstances of the death of the gods' messengers to the goddess.

The goddess, immersed in the glory of the divine realm, might be able to find some clues in the report.

No, she could definitely see the problem.

After all, she is a great goddess, how could she go wrong?

Haha, this is the last hymn, an hymn of loyalty, a song of fearless courage, and also the last elegy before the blasphemous land of Tiamat is finally swallowed by the flames of the gods.

If he could finish it, indeed.

But Roland wouldn't give him a chance.

Roland picked up the scepter and threw it hard.

The flying head saw the scepter but could not avoid it.

No one can interrupt the goddess's hymn, including the singer herself.

Orros' head had no way to escape the scepter, which smashed his front teeth and cut off his tongue. The scepter then shoved it in, filling it up completely.

The scene was weird yet a bit funny.

The head flying in the air, the bloody mouth, the scepter inserted into the throat, the stubborn chanter, and the hymn that is unclear but still continues.

Roland frowned slightly.

He could no longer hear the content of the hymn, but it continued stubbornly.

Before Orros's vitality is exhausted, even physical interruption cannot stop the chant.

Is it really going to be leaked?

of course not.

Giant dragon wings that covered the sky appeared in the sky.

The Abyss Dragon, the Holy Dragon, the Corrosion Dragon and the Star-Breaking Dragon appeared at the same time, and the dragon breaths of four different attributes completely submerged Orros' head.

Dragon breaths of different attributes collided with each other, causing a violent explosion.

The sound of the hymns was finally drowned out by the sound of the explosions.

Orros's head was shattered beyond repair.

Roland, who was instantly breathing tons of dragon breath, was gasping for breath and staring at the shattered head without a trace of a smile.

Killing two gods' messengers by ambush seemed like a glorious victory, but it exposed too many cards.

Just as they were killing the messenger of God, a floating city had quietly passed by and they could see it clearly.

Demigods have their own social circles, and the details of today's battle will spread quickly.

His identity as the Abyss Dragon cannot be hidden either.

Compared with these, the greater regret is that we failed to catch him alive.

Fortunately, the hymn was not passed on.

Even if the goddess accidentally heard this hymn, she would probably just regard it as a less pious chant.

Roland looked up at the sky, which was now dotted with stars, and let out a long sigh.

He needs time to develop, very much.

Gods who are high above, please hold your heads high. It’s better if you wait a little longer for our attention to come.

Volume 258: The Path of Heroes: Chapter : Gathering in the Divine Realm

Endless void, divine realm.

Inside and outside the temple, the hymns were magnificent and resounded through the sky.

Amid the singing, the magnificent chariot of the gods, pulled by four golden flaming horses, galloped at an incredible speed on the broad road between the temples.

On top of the flaming chariot, stood a giant with his head held high, his whole body burning with flames.

He is the Divine Realm Ranger Miroslav.

He was nearly 100 meters tall, but even standing on the flaming chariot he still looked a little small.

His majestic appearance could not hide his loss.

He had just attended a large-scale commemoration event held by the King of Gods to commemorate the 10 billion years since the death of the Lord of Fine Wine.

After the commemoration, the gods were left to enjoy themselves, but he was not qualified to participate, not even to be a doorkeeper.

This also made Miroslav quite disappointed.

Of course he knew that his strength and status were insignificant in front of the great gods, but he did not expect them to be so insignificant.

Although he did not know the Lord of Fine Wine, he only knew that this unfortunate god missed the last wave of teleportation array leading to the divine realm due to being drunk and fell in the material plane.

The Lord of Fine Brew is not the first god to fall into the material plane, nor is he the last, but he is definitely the funniest.

His death was tragic, but his death was also full of comedy.

Just a few hours ago, Miroslav was enjoying ordinary food in the outer hall, while the laughter and joy coming from the main hall reached his ears clearly.

Eventually he gave up his fantasy, returned to work and continued touring.

He looked very serious standing on the burning chariot, but his mind was wandering somewhere else.

Fortunately, the gods are not here during this period, so it’s okay to be lazy occasionally.

Banquets in the divine realm often last for a long time. The gods close the door and enjoy the banquet quietly, so it is not surprising that it lasts for tens of thousands of years.

No one is allowed to disturb them during their gathering.

The patrollers boarded the flaming chariot and paraded around.

The gods are all having fun, so life will be much better during this time.

Shortly after he left the Temple of the Gods, he saw several six-winged angels flying hurriedly towards the temple with their heads lowered.

Miroslav snorted heavily and asked sternly, "Whose lord are you serving under? Why didn't you stop when you saw the patrollers?"

Although they are only minor characters in front of the gods, the rangers are at least full-time officials of the divine realm, much better than these angels who have no status.

Several angels suddenly stopped and saluted the patrollers.

It is easy to see the gods, but it is difficult to deal with the devils.