I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

The grayish-white marks spread upwards, but only stopped at the ankle. Vereslana's golden sword showed no sign of wavering and pierced directly through Marquis Voban's chest.

Vereslana’s voice rang in Marquis Voban’s ears: “Your power is the wolf, the master of the wolf is the sun, and the sun is born in the cave.”

"Therefore I will use this to strip you of your power, right here, right now!"

The golden sword did not directly harm the wolf king, but at that moment, the gray fur on Marquis Voban's body was rapidly disappearing, and at the same time, the invisible wolf pack that filled the city vanished.

"Sealing power? Veleslana!" The Wolf King's eyes widened, roaring silently, "Is he a god-slayer, or a disobedient god?!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of Marquis Voban, who had lost his most important power, the Legion of Hungry wolves.

He no longer dares to take a punch head-on from Jambudvipa.

Man Su's power was already suppressing him, and if he delayed any longer, he might be blown to pieces by Li Lin's punch.

"Retreat first...wait for power to be restored—"

Although Vereslana's powers were far too outrageous, the experienced Marquis Voban did not believe that the effects of these powers could last.

Just wait for now.

Using the [Gale and Raging Waves] skill, Marquis Voban managed to control the gale and retreat quickly.

—The old demon king was filled with inexplicable rage; he had never fought such a frustrating battle!

He himself had released a pack of wolves that roamed the entire city, making it impossible for anyone setting foot on Singaporean soil to escape their pursuit; he himself possessed the Eye of Sodom, allowing him to monitor the entire South Pacific with a single, casual glance each day; he himself had used his power to lay down hundreds of interconnected layers of dark magic in Tower One; he himself had a witch with clairvoyant abilities, granting him powerful precognitive powers...

Suddenly two people rushed in and beat him up, and he was completely powerless to fight back. The only damage he caused was by attacking innocent civilians.

More importantly, I don't even know what they look like!

Fuck!

With the Marquis of Voban's fury, an invisible storm was unleashed.

"Vellerslana, servant of the sun?" The old demon king sneered, slamming his palm down on the earth. "Then let the demon wolf that devours the sun try its luck—"

Like a ferocious beast emerging from the void, the air was instantly filled with the smell of burning tar, and the torrential rain turned crimson, like blood.

Then, the giant wolf from the void fell from the clouds, its hollow skull crackling open, but it did not devour Veleslana, but the Sunforge Colossus that stood on the earth!

Just kidding, compared to Vereslana, who is hiding in some unknown corner, this metal giant who seems to be carrying the weight of the heavens is much more urgent!

Fenrir's powers might be able to seriously injure Vereslana, but Marquis Voban would be crushed before that.

But as long as I can break this relentless rhythm, I will have a chance to fight back!

Such a colossal giant would undoubtedly be associated with the earth, the sky, and even the sun. In Norse mythology, Fenrir is the wolf that devoured Odin, the king of the gods. His two offspring, Skul and Hatti, chased the sun and the moon until dusk, respectively.

At the same time, Marquis Voban extended his right hand, pointing his index finger to the sky.

As the oldest existing god-slayer, he possesses numerous powers to handle various situations. Although his most important powers are sealed, he still retains the means to deal with large enemies.

An ominous red hue gradually crept into the dark sky, and the surrounding temperature was slowly rising.

This is the most destructive and powerful national power among the powers possessed by the Marquis of Voban, and it is called [Red Punishment].

This power comes from Zhurong, the Chinese god of fire, and its scope can cover even a modern metropolis!

It can burn by the Marquis of Voban’s own will until the target is completely burned to ashes. Even if left unattended, this annihilating flame will burn for seven days and seven nights!

The powers followed one after another, linked together like a chain—as long as Fenrir disrupted the rhythm of this giant, Marquis Voban would be able to turn the tables and regain the initiative.

However, Vereslana's voice rang out once again.

"White horse."

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white horse.

Of the ten powers of Vereslana, this is the one most closely related to the sun.

Similarly, this power is also the one most severely restricted—even Vereslana himself is deeply entangled in this contract.

Because the god he served was Mithras. Besides the position of the sun god, there was also a god called the covenant.

Its requirement is that the target must be a major criminal, and the other party must have committed crimes that harm the people!

In Milan, Vereslana did not use this power because the divinity within Li Lin was more primal and powerful, and this proved to be true. If he had actually used the White Horse on Li Lin back then, he would probably have self-destructed under the witness of the Book of the Sun.

But aside from Li Lin, a special case within a special case, which of the six god-killers in the present world is not a major criminal who has committed crimes?

Killing gods is the original sin, and the things they did after becoming demon kings were nothing short of accumulating on the record of sins.

Even if we take a step back and assume it's just the aftermath of the Demon King using his power, it would still cause a lot of casualties.

Vereslana can say without hesitation that the crimes of each of the six demon kings are too numerous to count!

And now, right before his eyes, Marquis Voban allowed wolves to devour ordinary people, and in a fit of rage used the Eye of Sodom to salt tens of thousands of people... Without a doubt, he is now an absolute sinner.

"Come!"

Vereslana shouted, extending his five fingers as if to grasp Marquis Voban in his hand.

"To win, come to me!"

"Immortal sun, grant me a radiant steed. Wise and swift white horse, bring me swiftly the halo of your lord!"

......

In that instant, everyone in Singapore saw it.

The entire city then erupted in revelry, with cheers and roars like thunder, an unprecedented spiritual influence enveloping the land of Singapore.

—Because within the thick clouds of the dark night, one can see some kind of light rising.

The light came from the east, as if the sun was rising.

The first light of dawn turned the eastern sky a pale white.

However, it was the middle of the night, and theoretically there should still be at least several hours until dawn.

Before the incredulous eyes of countless people, from the distant eastern sky, a magnificent horse, bathed in the sunlight and radiating pure white light, was galloping!

With its grandeur and majesty, it brought over a magnificent and profound radiant wheel with a majestic and awe-inspiring presence.

But like a mirage, the scene flashed by in an instant, as if everyone was merely experiencing a shared illusion. Yet, the indescribable shock was unforgettable.

Moreover, the darkness that could block out all light was being rapidly dispelled, and the eastern sky began to burn, quickly becoming bright, with a halo illuminating the entire sky.

As day turned to night, an incomparably dazzling golden sun rose, a flame and radiance that seemed capable of burning away everything in the world!

The golden light was sacred and warm, and as the infinitely magnified sun expanded, it poured down onto a larger area of ​​the ground, becoming so vast that it seemed unreal.

In that instant, Marquis Voban roared in fury, feeling his power spiraling out of control.

The fire of Zhurong and the light of Mithra collided and were easily torn apart.

The enormous metal giant raised one arm and deftly lifted the blazing sun.

Fenrir's skull chased the sun and finally disappeared into it.

Jambudvipa grasped the sun and slammed it down upon it!

"Wait......"

Before Marquis Voban could utter a complete sentence, he was blasted into a cloud of blood mist by Jambudvipa, and then disappeared in the sunlight.

Everyone in Singapore felt a chill run down their spines as they stared in disbelief at the deity standing on the horizon, its three faces and eight arms supporting the sun.

As the sun slowly set once again, the entire city gradually sank into twilight.

However, the collective excitement among the people in the city has not yet cooled down, and at least most of them, still in shock, are unable to calm down and think things through.

However, they no longer need to rely on shouting and screaming to vent their excitement, exhilaration, shock, and fear.

The gray wolves that had been lurking around them had dispersed, and even if their words were offensive, they no longer needed to worry about being turned into pillars of salt by a single glance.

The entire city was once again brightly lit, transforming into a city that never sleeps.

Only the collapsed and melted Tower One testifies to the brief yet earth-shattering battle that once took place here.

......

The Balkan Peninsula in Eastern Europe.

The land, which had been sealed for many years, trembled again, and then something rose from the ground.

It spread its tattered wings, and dirt and pale human bones fell from them in a rustling sound. Its rotting vocal cords could no longer produce the earth-shaking roar.

Within those empty eyes, a bright flame ignited, carrying boundless rage and terror.

"Damn it! Damn it! It's so damned!"

The Marquis's spirit roared on the black dragon's body, venting its rage, and dark rain clouds gathered, falling over the Balkan Peninsula.

"You useless servants—" The Marquis's cold spirit returned from the underworld, stepping on the already rotting black dragon head, and indifferently stared at the servants who rushed over.

Amid a series of terrified and pleading groans, the servants, unaware of what was happening, rapidly shrank under the Marquis's gaze. Gray hair grew from every corner of their bodies, their vocal cords became hoarse, their fangs pierced their upper and lower lips, and foul-smelling saliva dripped from them.

Their pupils still retained the wisdom they once possessed as humans, but it was quickly replaced by the instincts of wild beasts.

"To have your human life ended by the mark of the wolf is a blessing for you useless dogs."

The Marquis's body gradually solidified from the ethereal—Although Inanna's power saved him from death, the cost of returning from the dead to life was terrifying. Therefore, he needed to make a special trip to the Underworld to echo the legend of the goddess Inanna's return from the underworld.