Lord of the Witches

Tenisi is a weak god, and the only authority he controls is ugliness. He enjoys playing with beautiful creatures, and he is the god worshiped by ugly creatures.

At this moment, Tenisi felt his divine nature more clearly.

That majestic figure looked at him with such disgust, as if he was the ugliest and most unacceptable creature in this boundless mystery.

Tenisi wanted to be angry, but his instincts prevented him.

He wanted to get into the mud again, at least without being stared at by that stalwart being.

His ears soon heard the voice of that figure.

The new god is so cautious, he must have done it on purpose.

Orion, I leave this ugly goddess to you who makes me weak. She is not worthy of falling under my thunder spear.

Boom

Tenisi finally became angry, not because the owner of the voice wanted to kill him.

It was because of the extreme disgust in that voice and the way it was handled.

Tenisi recognized Thessalon at the first moment, not because he belonged to all spirits with him.

But from a long time ago, He has been one of the many admirers of this great being. This is not surprising. There are many goddesses or divine creatures who are keen on physical communication. Cesaro longed for communion with this master.

If after the exchange of body and love, a crystal can be born, that would be even better.

But unlike other admirers, Tenisi is the goddess of ugliness, and she will never be favored by Cesaro.

Even if he is willing to switch camps, the sky and thunder gods will not accept him.

But he never thought that he would be killed by the latter.

No, it wasn't even Cesaro himself. Those words foreshadowed that Tenisi would be killed by Cesaro's loyal subordinate, Orion, the powerful god in charge of fire and punishment.

No!

Tenisi roared, and his body, which was made up of billions of twisted limbs, facial features, and flesh and blood, seemed to be twisting around like a huge sea of ​​black and green clouds.

Those extremely ugly eyeballs did not see any pictures.

Just when he thought that the picture deep in his soul was an illusion, unimaginable pain swept through his soul.

He looked at himself, and his divine body, which was a collection of many ugly flesh and blood in the boundless mystery, was being dismembered. The extremely cruel scene seemed unusually harmonious on him.

He seemed to be able to see the beautiful creatures in the universe that was about to be swallowed by him cheering. They danced a dance full of vitality to celebrate the indescribable ugly existence that came from outside the universe, howling in pain. left the universe.

He looked at the believers who followed him in the Kingdom of God that he had dragged here. They were creatures that were born ugly or mutated and ugly. When the gods they believed in and followed were harmed, they were not immune.

The irresistible fire and punishment also came to them.

Tenisi didn't try to resist, because he lost this power in an instant.

He just rolled his eyeballs crazily, mobilizing his remaining divine power, trying to find that majestic figure. He wanted to truly gaze at that great existence without a barrier.

But unfortunately, He is too weak.

As the Goddess of Ugliness, Tenisi can transform millions of creatures into ugly beings with a single gaze.

Almost all demigods or partially divine creatures are unable to resist his divine power.

But at this moment, he was faced with the attack of a powerful god, although Tenisi knew that Orion must not have come in a complete body, but perhaps a projection clone that gathered high-level divinity.

But that would not change anything. In the case of a sneak attack, the fire and punishment powers controlled by Orion directly annihilated his soul.

I cannot pass the judgment. Orion's clone is also more powerful than me. I am about to fall. My kingdom, believers and everything will be taken away.

But...I can't die like this.

Tenisi tried his best to resist the torture of fire and punishment. He paid no attention to the pleadings of his followers and provided no protection at all.

He just used all his strength to search and watch.

His ugly, deformed eyeballs only saw images of other weak gods being attacked.

Eleven evil weak gods, including Him, almost completely surrounded the kingdom of light of Vinadel. The dark and void mysterious space was filled with eleven terrifying creatures that unbridledly exuded radiation and pollution. .

If there were no accidents, Vinadelle and his kingdom would be torn apart by these eleven hyenas.

Now, the unexpected happens.

Tenisi, who was on the verge of death, could not see anything, but the severe pain deep in his soul reminded him clearly.

Terror is coming!

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless ghosts that could tear God apart.

He looked at Thonos, who was in charge of the power of jealousy. His true divine body seemed to be like an out-of-control fallen ancient behemoth. His billions of tentacles flashing with blue light had just penetrated into a strange universe. They had not yet finished devouring it, and the thunder that annihilated everything was silent. fall. The high-level divine suppression left Tonus defenseless.

He was severely wounded in this extremely short period of time.

Then, He slid into the abyss of death. Although He tried to escape from the battlefield, more invisible ghosts surged up and began to use extremely skilled techniques to deconstruct His body and the kingdom of God, and accept those out-of-control believers and divinities. resource.

Tenisi saw the silver goddess Phoebe Carrie again. Her form was an extremely huge mass of pink flesh, covered in a gorgeous and soft red robe that could wrap a universe. She had a large number of babies. It has columnar appendages and a large mouth that is constantly opening and closing and full of sharp teeth.

He broke into the universe full of beautiful creatures and tried to take it for himself, directly dragging the entire universe into his divine kingdom.

Until the next moment, He was captured by an extremely violent and bloody force. He was compressed into a ball and then crushed by an ancient and cold bronze chariot covered in mottled colors.

Tenisi looked away. He did not look at the fate of other weak god companions such as Mudd, the goddess of aging, Udosig, the god of laziness, and Mimen, the god of decay, because he knew it without looking at it. , their ending will not be much different from Tenisi’s own.

As the first weak god to be attacked, he also heard the voice of that great being, and he had realized something.

Orion, who is in charge of fire and punishment, and Detles, who is in charge of war and destruction, they have arrived.

The Sky and Thunder Gods intervened in the war... This should not have happened. Fate has changed. We don't know if we will fall... but we are about to die, in order to become the nourishment of the Sky and Thunder Gods. Die.

Before his death, Tenisi was unexpectedly not that sad.

He could hear the wails of other weak gods, their struggles, and their angry roars.

But that was of no use, including Tenisi himself, they couldn't even see where the enemies who killed them and dismembered and plundered them were.

It seems that the interveners in this war are really a group of evil spirits so cruel that they can dismember weak gods?

Because this change happened so quickly and was covered by light and dreams, the spectators who were separated by the distant time and space barrier only knew that there seemed to be some deviations in the war between the hyena evil gods against the We Are the Light family.

But they were unable to lift the curtain and see the horrifying scene of dismembering and trampling the evil gods.

As a dismembered member, Tenisi still did not resist too much. He tried his best to keep himself from collapsing, chasing the perception in his heart, and looked towards the front of the battlefield.

Finally, he saw the majestic figure that made him obsessed.

He was still hidden by the curtain and light, but because He burst out with divinity, he briefly broke free from the Mantra Spell cast by Tang Qi.

Cesaro!

His great figure holding the Thunder Spear, possessing infinite coercion and supreme power, was looming. What Tenisi saw was the image of Him ravaging the most powerful of the eleven weak gods.

It was a monster that released deep shadows. It was extremely huge, but it was just a shell, a skin.

Countless mysterious symbols are engraved on the sticky and thick black skin. Each symbol represents an epic, describing a certain civilization, a certain race, or a certain legendary hero... But At this time, they are all distorted and alienated, completely losing their sacred and solemn atmosphere.

Inside the skin was a human-like monster.

He has a head with abstract features, cut open from the center, and bright red plasma bursts out. His eyes are filled with extremely dark black. Behind him is a pair of giant wings condensed purely with blood, inside which lie countless... Or covering his head, or a twisted shadow curled up like a baby.

His body and skin were shriveled, as if he had lost all nutrients and was heading for ruthless aging.

His abdomen was cut open, and the bloated, sticky, bright red intestines were intertwined, and a baby about nine meters high was strangled in the center.

What was extremely strange was that the baby's face was laughing wildly.

It was the laughter that still polluted Tenisi's soul even though it was transmitted across a long distance, and temporarily blocked the blazing white thunder that annihilated everything.

It's just that it's extremely short-lived.

The thunder and lightning that seemed to spread from the branches of the World Tree were enough to destroy the entire universe, let alone an ordinary spirit whose alignment had shifted.

Although at the last moment, the hanged baby was instantly turned around, the maniacally laughing face became extremely sad, and a more intense pollution of divinity broke out.

Tenisi was sure that if it was His counterattack before the fall of Merriles, the God of Epic, Tragicomedy and Decline.

The most likely outcome is that He was severely injured and then barely escaped.

But at this moment, the majestic figure that made Tenisi extremely angry and admired just let out a disdainful snort.

boom!

The thunder spear that seemed to penetrate the universe completely penetrated the shriveled and aging monster body in the next second.

Facing the pure and destructive thunder divinity, the power and pollution released by the fallen evil god were as humble as dust and were easily swept away.

Meryls, the god of epic, tragicomedy, and decay, is the voice of most creatures who first come into this world.

He wept, He died.

Almost at the same moment, Tenisi also sensed his own death.

He suddenly let go of his hatred for Cesaro, even though He was burned with fire and tortured and dismembered because of Cesaro.

But inexplicably, He still maintained his admiration for Cesaro at the last moment before his death.

Take it, my authority, my kingdom of God, my believers, everything belongs to the great Lord of the sky and thunder...

ps: The third update, to ensure quality and quantity, please vote for me and please explain this chapter.