Sword Heart of Rebirth

The Sword Demon seems to have noticed this small detail: "It seems that your so-called 'eternal life' is not indestructible!"

"Shut up!" The expressionless Lord God activated the power that did not belong to the Death God, and the subordinates who belonged directly to the Lord God immediately felt their abnormality.

I subconsciously used my power to protect the guards and the others, but I didn't notice that the gods who served the main god in front of me were seriously affected because they were attached to the power of the main god.

"Oops, I almost lost my own consciousness..." Even the brainwashing Master Spirit Master panicked, "At least let the puppet master..."

"What are you talking about, Spirit Master, you should be mentally strong, you must survive!" the puppet master said anxiously.

And these two poor guys didn't realize at all that the Holy Shield Knight, whose mental strength was not as strong as theirs, had been completely polluted by the power of the main god, and it was effortless for him to kill these two weak people with his superior strength.

At this time, the dazzling holy light descended on everyone's head, purifying the power that was in crisis, the light dissipated, and the sleeping Holy Shield Knight was already in the hands of the priest.

"I remembered..." said the Knight of the Holy Shield who was being held by the priest, "You taught me the contents of this book in the main temple..."

"There is no difference between evil and righteous power, it is just used in the right and wrong places." The priest took the words of the Holy Shield Knight, "I just eliminated the wrong power used in your body."

"Sleep well, Knight of the Holy Shield." Kissing the forehead of the Knight of the Holy Shield, the priest said, "We are on the same front now!"

"Master Lord God, you don't have to be so anxious." Glancing at the wizard, the Destroyer Mage said, "To deal with these people, only the three of us are enough."

Only then did I notice that the expressions in the eyes of these dead people were strikingly similar to those of the sad god of death.

Master, what is the "eternal life" you are after.

"My master, it's not good for you to be so distracted." Looking back, I found that the dead magician had already fought with the murderer who was holding a sickle. Since the magician is not a god, the murderer who was fighting him God does not have the upper hand!

A strange smile appeared in the magician's blue eyes, and he said viciously to Killing God, "Don't blame me, Killing God."

Facing the hesitant Killing God, the anxious archer shouted: "What are you doing, don't be in a daze with this traitor!"

It was only then that I realized that the expression on the face of Killing God, who had only the strength to parry but not the ability to fight back, was exactly the same as the expression on my face before I was reborn and before I died.