206: Song Zhong’s secret weapon!

The sudden attack of the Wind Vein Earth Dragon caught all the believers off guard.

This process was simply too fast.

With a bang, the Wind Vein Earth Dragon crashed headfirst into the Nether God Altar.

The Wind Vein Earth Dragon, whose body was usually robust, seemed extremely fragile at this moment.

Like a water-filled balloon, a brilliant splash of blood burst open on the Altar.

The broken Nether God Altar was covered in cracks, and these cracks, like hungry beasts, frantically devoured the Mental Energy of the Wind Vein Earth Dragon and several believers.

Yue Huai sniffed the scent of blood lingering in the air. "Song Zhong, remember not to be too arrogant when you go down, otherwise, even after you die, I'll still have ninety-nine ways to torture you."

"Heh heh, if this were a novel, a talkative villain like you wouldn't have a good ending!"

Song Zhong was not affected by the bloody scene in the slightest.

However, in Yue Huai's eyes, Song Zhong's demeanor was merely a desperate act before death.

But he did not notice that the blood-red mist emanating from the main hall had also quietly seeped into the Nether God Altar.

"Haha, Song Zhong, do you think you're something good? You also came from the Ancient God Church. Once an Ancient God Church member, always an Ancient God Church member!"

Yue Huai vented his anger unrestrainedly.

The flesh and blood of the Wind Vein Earth Dragon had been completely absorbed by the Nether God Altar.

The ancient Altar, like a satiated beast, emitted a cold aura from its cracks.

Feeling the aura filled with Death Qi, Yue Huai smiled.

It was stable. Yue Huai truly couldn't imagine how he could lose this time?

Osiris, the Nether God, was already so powerful, and he still had a Wind God Altar in his hand, what more could he ask for?

This feeling of certain victory was simply too wonderful!

"Oh, great God of the Netherworld, let those Mortals who disrespect you feel your wrath!"

Yue Huai spread his arms. This gesture had no practical meaning; it just looked very ostentatious.

A man remains a youth until death; no matter the age, one enjoys the feeling of showing off.

Moreover, he had been tricked by Song Zhong before, and he had to reclaim that humiliation.

Dense Death Qi rapidly spread from the Altar's center, and a gigantic, pitch-black, icy pillar of light shot up from the Altar into the sky.

Song Zhong watched the pillar of light with interest, muttering, "How interesting. The Deities of this world really have a preference for pillars of light!"

Seeing Song Zhong still in the mood to complain, Yue Huai felt very uncomfortable.

Shouldn't this guy be afraid? Why could he still be so relaxed?

Yue Huai had carefully studied Song Zhong's performance in Cangnan's God Slaying. He discovered one thing: whenever Song Zhong slew a Deity, the opponent was always in a weakened state.

Indra was like that, and Loki was merely a Clone.

Perhaps he had overestimated Song Zhong before.

But now, seeing the other party's performance, Yue Huai's heart was filled with doubt. Could it be that the other party really had some tricks up his sleeve?

But it didn't matter, Osiris was coming soon.

The massive black pillar of light slowly unfolded, forming a pitch-black mirror.

Vaguely, a figure emerged from within that mirror.

It was an extremely withered mummy, draped in a pale robe, with a golden sash tied around its waist.

His right hand held a golden crook, emitting a terrifying, eerie glow.

The Divine Power of a Deity surged forth, and Qian Mo, who had the lowest Realm in the field at the moment, trembled.

This was his first time facing a Deity directly.

So, this was the Divine Power of a Deity?

He felt every cell in his body losing vitality, but the eerie Death Qi imbued these cells with new power.

The power of death.

"Yue Huai... sir, I..." Qian Mo was about to ask for help when a destructive force enveloped him.

As for Qian Mo, Yue Huai still intended to preserve him.

Osiris's gaze swept across this Fengdu Ghost City.

"This place has decayed even more.

I, the great Dominator of the Netherworld, Osiris, who controls the Law of death and eternal life, have arrived.

Great Xia Gods, where are you?"

The majestic voice echoed continuously in the space, and the entire Fengdu Ghost City began to shake under the Deity's Divine Power.

Yue Huai came before Osiris. "Respected Nether God, this man here has repeatedly sabotaged the cooperation between the Egyptian and Indian God Nations.

I humbly request the Nether God to unleash heavenly wrath, slay this person, and imprison his Soul in Hell, never to be Reincarnated!"

Osiris merely glanced at Song Zhong. "Just an ant."

A strange, eerie glow burst forth from the golden crook.

That strange power directly targeted Song Zhong.

Osiris's power spread wantonly throughout the Fengdu Ghost City.

Crack!

Crisp sounds came from all around.

The surrounding halls, affected by Osiris's power, actually began to show signs of disintegration.

And the area around Osiris gradually turned gray and white.

This was Osiris's Netherworld Death Realm.

He clearly remembered that there were many departed Souls in this Fengdu Ghost City.

The last time he came, it was only a Clone, and the timing was too rushed.

So, after snatching the Reincarnation Law fragments, he left.

This time, he came to collect interest.

A huge suction force emanated from the Netherworld Death Realm, spreading outwards.

One second,

Two seconds,

...

Ten seconds passed, with no reaction.

A puzzled expression appeared on Osiris's dark, cracked face.

Where were the departed Souls?

Where did the departed Souls go?

At the same time, Osiris's power had already reached Song Zhong.

Song Zhong, unhurried, snapped his fingers and transformed into specks of fluorescent light, disappearing from his original spot.

"This is teleportation!" Yue Huai thought, 'This isn't good. This kid wouldn't use this trick to escape, would he?'

Osiris sensed Yue Huai's thoughts.

He slowly spoke, "Don't worry, I have already sealed off the entire Fengdu Ghost City.

He's just a human ceiling; playing with spatial manipulation in front of me is too naive."

Osiris pointed to the ruined hall in front of them. "He's in there, and my power has already locked onto him."

Indeed, the moment Song Zhong disappeared, that power filled with Death Qi, as if equipped with auto-aim, followed directly into the hall.

Inside the hall, Song Zhong was already standing behind the ancient coffin.

And Galan was sitting inside the ancient coffin.

"Did you see? That God of Death outside is so terrifying, and Lin Qi Ye is also in this city, he's bound to encounter him."

A deep look of worry appeared on Song Zhong's face. He leaned close to Galan's ear and softly said, "Galan, you don't want Lin Qi Ye to get hurt, do you?"

Galan felt Osiris's power. Although the man behind her was annoying, one thing he said was right.

Lin Qi Ye was also in the city, and he was in danger.

"Mm!" Galan responded softly.

"Good, then I'm going to start using force!"

Song Zhong's lips curved into an arc, then he grabbed Galan by the collar and threw her out.