Casting spells

"Aha! Weili looks good! Thank you, thank you for teaching me another trick." Zhang Cheng had no intention of showing mercy at all, and kept trying various new tricks.

The armor piece, which was originally only used as armor, turned into a meteor hammer for a while, a stabbing gun for a while, and a rain of arrows for a while under his control.

In less than 10 minutes, Tempus was on the verge of death. No matter how rich his combat experience was, he could not change the saddest part of the fighter.

Several times, he tried to throw the weapon imbued with divine power in his hand, but it was a pity that after suffering a loss, Zhang Cheng always kept moving, never giving God of War a second chance to make a shot.

that's it……

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Tempus finally fell to the ground and turned into a cold corpse due to excessive blood loss.

There is neither the expected bloody battle, nor the dragon slaying performance that adventurers often talk about!

Some are just child's play torture!

And the person who was tortured and killed was none other than Tempus, the god of war who was respected and admired by countless warriors!

Gently grabbing the battered corpse of the God of War, Zhang Cheng sneered and mocked: "Look, this is the God of War worshiped by mortals! After losing his power, his performance is not much better than that of mortals. The gods are far less than you imagined." As powerful and omnipotent as ever! Soon I will prove it again!"

"Evil black dragon! Put down the body of Tempus! You are blaspheming!" Finally, God of justice, Tire, couldn't stand it any longer, and was the first to stand up.

"Blasphemy? No, I'm just stating a fact. Haven't you found out yet? Why did His Majesty the God of God, Io, knock you down from the mortal world and walk in the material world with mortal bodies? This is a punishment , is also a kind of tempering. But you don’t realize this at all, and you are still fighting with each other. I think it might be better to create a world without gods..."

With the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng crushed the teleportation gem in his palm without hesitation.

In an instant!

Six demigod mummies wrapped in bandages appeared out of nowhere, their eyes gleaming with hunger and evil...

Chapter 5 and Eight

"That...that's Xia Ruisi! It made Xia Ruisi's body into an undead puppet!" God of Love Shuna recognized her friend at a glance, and anger burst out of her beautiful eyes.

how many years?

How many years have no mortals dared to challenge the majesty of the gods!

Not to mention killing the god directly, and then making her corpse into an undead puppet!

Even the abyssal demon, who is known as the most hostile to gods, dare not do this easily!

"Hahahaha! Why, you feel angry? Why? Just because you took advantage of the corpse of a god for a little bit, you think you have been offended? Then why do you think you have the right to instruct believers to kill mortals without restraint and forcibly remove them from the world?" Waking up from a long sleep? Is it because you are gods that you have privileges? Stupid gods! Today is your day of death! I declare that the twilight of the gods has officially opened..."

The voice just fell!

Zhang Cheng rushed towards the mage god.

If there was anyone among the many gods present who could make him feel fear from the bottom of his heart, Azuth would definitely be at the top of the list.

Of course, if the goddess of magic is not dead, then the first target of the attack will be her.

Six demigod mummies with different rune weapons also received the order almost at the same time, and they all joined the ranks of the siege, even ignoring the attacks of other gods behind them.

"Damn!"

Azuth did not expect that he would be the first target to be attacked, so he hastily activated all the triggering protective magics in one go.

He couldn't figure it out at all, he had never spoken a word from the beginning to the end, let alone showed any hostility, why he was besieged so frantically?

"Sorry! Although I would like to find a time to sit down with you to make a pot of tea and chat with you about the knowledge and experience of magic, but it seems impossible now. Because you are too threatening, I can't Let you hide behind and attack..." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng quickly activated a scroll exuding strong magical energy.

moment!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The protective spells blessed by the mage god were dispelled one after another, and a large number of magic items began to shatter one by one for unknown reasons. Only a few artifacts and legendary magic items survived.

There is no doubt that this is not an ordinary magic-breaking spell, but the famous "Magic Duncan Disintegration".

It is said that Mordencan, the leader of the eight leaves, the strongest spellcaster group in the Greyhawk world, was not very rich when he was young, and was often surrounded by local tyrants who were covered with various magic items, scrolls, rings, and potions. The mage bullied him, so he held a grudge, and finally invented this insane nine-ring magic.

Of course, these are just rumors, no one knows if it is true.

But for those unlucky ones hit by the Great Disintegration, not only will 90.00% of their protection and buff magic be dispelled, but all magic items, scrolls, and potions will have a very high chance of being directly destroyed. It is said that even artifacts No exception.

It's just that the higher the level of enchantment, the more complex and stable the magic structure, and the greater the chance of resisting the Great Disintegration.

But it is undeniable that this thing is definitely the spell that countless "local tyrants" hate the most.

Can you imagine in the game, when a player covered in luxurious equipment is suddenly hit by the big disintegration technique, and all the priceless luxury equipment is turned into a pile of garbage?

As long as you taste the sour taste once, you will never want to taste it again...

"No! You don't want to succeed!"

Azuth was no fool, he quickly realized what loss of protection meant to himself as a mortal, and added a layer of divine power shield to himself before haste.

He believed that with this layer of divine power shield alone, he could buy himself enough time to chant spells and release spells.

But unfortunately, he apparently neglected a weapon, a weapon that mortals use to kill gods.

I saw the half-length mummy wielding an inconspicuous small dagger, easily passed through the divine shield, and inserted the sharp blade full of resentment into the heart of the mage god.

puff!

The dazzling golden blood of the gods splattered in all directions!

Azuth's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it until the last moment before he died. His divine power shield didn't wait to resist a rough iron weapon!

"Zathman's Dagger! It's a Zasman's Dagger!"

As expected, Su Lun, the goddess of the moon, is one of the oldest gods in this world, and she called out the name of the weapon that killed the mage god in one gulp.

"Shouldn't this thing be in Bane's hands?" The God of Justice Tyre's face suddenly became ugly.

There is no way not to be ugly!

Perhaps before the beginning of the Troubled Years, when the gods descended in their avatars, the dagger could do only a limited amount of damage at best.

But now they are all mortals, if the divine power shield can't protect them, then it only takes one blow to kill them!

Looking at the intense fear revealed in the eyes of several gods, Zhang Cheng calmly controlled the brain cells in the skull that were fused with the mind flayer's master brain, forming a few white tentacles, which were directly inserted into Ah's body from the eyes and other parts. Zus's brain devoured the rich knowledge in the opponent's memory area.

After finishing all this, he took a deep breath with great satisfaction, and asked the other gods with a grim smile, "Who is next?"

"My dear friend! I think we have to pay a lot of sacrifices to defeat this evil and terrible enemy!" Tire said to his most staunch ally, the God of Misery, with a solemn expression.

"I understand! If that's the case, then let me be the first victim." Irmat had a gentle smile on his face, as if pain and death were nothing to him.