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After North finished speaking, the remaining quarter of his head suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and then countless flesh and blood grew out of his head like bamboo shoots after rain.

A terrifying bloody aura instantly filled the entire church. Merlin's domain shattered like paper at this moment and did not play any blocking role at all.

"This is! The power of God!" Merlin could clearly feel this divine power. He was too familiar with this power.

He raised his head and was surprised to see that North's head had been perfectly connected to the regrown body.

North tore off the black skin on his body that restricted the power of the God of War. The originally golden mysterious divine patterns moved on his body, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

But immediately afterwards, a dark red blood energy quickly spread over the divine pattern like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The originally regular divine patterns suddenly twisted and deformed, as if transforming into one wriggling maggot after another, becoming weird and crazy.

"North, you are crazy! How dare you, how dare you pollute the blood of God! You are drawing on the power of the ancient gods!" The lizard man widened his eyes in horror and shouted loudly.

The slime roared angrily, "You are committing self-degradation! You are humiliating the glory of the God of War! You are trampling on your own pride!"

"You actually used the power of the ancient gods to pollute the divine blood. Do you know what this means?" Daisy shouted angrily.

"Of course I know. Of course I know. How could I not know? But I have no way to stop it. The God of War has no mercy on us. He ignores us and leaves us to fend for ourselves, unable to awaken."

North yelled frantically, his eyes flashing with madness. "I didn't want to go this far, but you guys forced me to do this. You, no, it's the world that forced me to do this. I just want to awaken the bloodline of the God of War. What's wrong with me? Since the God of War is unwilling to help me awaken, then I can only pray to the Ancient God! The great Lord of Flesh and Blood is willing!"

North laughed wildly and began to perform the forbidden ritual of flesh and blood.

He was seen putting his broken limbs back together, muttering something along with strange spells, and the air around him seemed to be distorted.

Pools of thick blood began to flow on the ground. The blood seemed to have life, winding and converging together to form a huge and complex blood-colored magic circle.

In the magic circle, all kinds of strange runes flashed with eerie light, as if telling the secrets from the abyss.

Flesh and blood kept falling off North's body and merged into the magic circle. The fallen flesh and blood rolled and twisted in the air, gradually transforming into painful and distorted human faces, emitting silent screams.

The entire church was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, and dark red mucus began to seep out of the walls, slowly flowing down the walls, as if the entire space had turned into a huge nest of flesh and blood.

As the ceremony progressed, a huge black vortex appeared above the magic circle, and strange whispers continued to be heard from the vortex, as if countless wronged souls were howling.

Black lightning flashed in the vortex, illuminating the entire church and reflecting the terrified faces of everyone.

The vortex grew bigger and bigger, and a powerful and evil aura surged out of it, making people shudder.

The descendants of the God of War watched all this in horror, shouting, "North has really gone crazy! That's the consciousness of God, the consciousness of the ancient God has descended. He's going to destroy the entire Imperial City!"

Some people still cling to hope and say, "He can't do it. How can God respond to an ant? The Lord of Flesh and Blood is God. How can he communicate?"

North laughed wildly in response, "Why? Of course, it's because I have the most delicious sacrifice, the bloodline of the god most hated by the Lord of Flesh and Blood—the descendant of the God of War! You are all supreme, and no one can stop the advent of the Great Will!"

At this moment, the strange mumbling became clearer and clearer, as if an invisible force was constantly echoing in everyone's mind, giving them a splitting headache.

The descendants of the God of War shouted in horror: "Stop him, he really let the Lord of Flesh and Blood's consciousness descend!"

North's face was filled with madness as he shouted, "It's too late, everything is too late. The Advent Ceremony cannot be stopped. The Lord of Flesh and Blood will open the Gate of Divine Blood for me. I have worked hard all my life just to awaken the Divine Blood. Although I am reluctant to become a slave of the Ancient Gods, my dream will come true! From now on, I will no longer be an ant at the mercy of others. I will have the power to destroy the world!"

North stood in the center of the church, shrouded in a strange blood-red hue. He looked up at the constantly twisting void and let out a maniacal laugh. "Great Lord of Flesh and Blood, I offer my soul as a sacrifice, and the blood of this hall full of descendants of the God of War as a guide. I pray that you will descend into this mortal world, let us bear witness to your supreme power, open the path to awakening my divine blood, and allow me to bathe in your endless glory!"

As he shouted, the ritual of the Lord of Flesh and Blood slowly emerged from the torn void.

At the end of the deep void, there seemed to be a terrifying world filled with endless flesh and blood.

Countless twisted creatures composed of mountains of flesh, tumors, and thick flesh and blood are so huge that it is beyond imagination, and seem to be even bigger than the sun, moon, and stars in this world.

Just a ray of consciousness that crossed endless time and space and descended here was like an invisible hammer, striking the souls of everyone present fiercely, causing their souls to tremble uncontrollably.

North looked around at the people who were suffering under the oppression of their souls and shouted arrogantly: "No one can stop me! This is the power of a great being. No one can stop His coming! You will all become sacrifices in this great ritual!"

This suppression from the soul level is like an invisible giant net, crushing the descendants of the God of War one by one.

Their bodies slowly and uncontrollably "merged" into the flesh and blood surging like a torrent, their faces filled with despair and pain.

North admired all this with contentment, his eyes inadvertently sweeping in the direction of Merlin, thinking that he had also been devoured by this horrible flesh and blood.

However, the next second, he was stunned.

Because he saw that Merlin was unharmed, not only that, but he was walking towards him steadily step by step.

North's eyes widened, filled with fear and disbelief, and he asked loudly, "Why aren't you affected? Why can you still move?"

Merlin was speechless. He didn't feel the suppression of the so-called great soul at all.

Moon Goddess Selene rolled her eyes and grumbled to herself, "Do the souls of the upper world have anything to do with the Ancient Gods?"

Merlin didn't say anything, he stepped forward and gave North a loud smack.

This sudden slap made North's head tilt and he was completely stunned.

He was completely dumbfounded as he looked at Merlin, whose body was bathed in divine power and whose eyes shone brightly like stars.