The swarm of insects rushed forward frantically, but was blocked by a silver barrier that suddenly opened. Amid the Blood God’s roar, the figures of the two gradually faded away…

When Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes again, he was already in a crystal palace.

The roof of the temple is a flowing river of stars, and the ground reflects the reflections of countless worlds.

“here it is……”

“My kingdom of God.” Ye Shen took off the veil, revealing a face as cold as Yue Hui’s: “You only have three days to recover.”

Ye Qingzhou looked solemn: “Has the trumpet of doom been blown?”

Ye Shen was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and touched his chest, where the blood-colored runes were slowly eroding his vitality: “The Blood God was once an emperor-level warrior…”

She whispered, “But He failed. Even His own godhood and will became the spoils of the Emperor of Destruction and were refined into a divine weapon…”

“I know that.”

Ye Qingzhou frowned.

Night God revealed the information she knew: “The Blood God was forged into the Sin Blood Tuli Sword… The artifact has a spirit, and the Blood God’s imperial will has not been completely wiped out, so He used the Thirteen Holy Kings and the oath between man and God to transfer some of the constraints to the entire blood clan. Now, His plan has succeeded.”

Ye Qingzhou suddenly realized what was going on: “It seems that the Blood God is constantly reborn and being killed. In fact, He does this on purpose. He uses this method to weaken the shackles that the Destroyer Emperor left on Him.”

“good.”

Night God nodded: “The Great Dao of Blood is one of the lower Daos of the Great Dao of Creation, mixed with some of the power of the Great Daos of Slaughter, Taiyin and Destruction. Although suppressed by the higher Dao of the Great Dao of Creation, the Blood God has many strange abilities due to it, such as the blood oath and blood feast, which are all through specific rituals to cut, transfer or strengthen one’s own origin.”

“You have already seen the effect of the blood oath, and the effect of the blood feast is that the blood god can return to the imperial realm through the sacrifice ceremony.”

“His madness must be stopped…”

Ye Qingzhou frowned deeply, with a bad feeling in his heart: “A large number of deaths will impact the Tianwei barrier in the spiritual world, and the Taixu Divine Dynasty, who are eyeing us from outside, may take advantage of the opportunity to invade.”

At this moment, the hissing of insects could be faintly heard in the sky above the land of Canaan.

The light of the blood moon is gradually dyeing the entire Harp Sea red.

The pale moon hung high in the sky, swallowing up the sun’s brilliance and shrouding the entire world in a strange blood-red mist. The earth was shaking, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and rust, as if even the wind was wailing.

In the holy city of the Edifu Theocracy, only ruins remain of the once glorious golden palace.

Thirteen golden coffins were suspended in the air. The coffin lids had long since collapsed. The primordial blood flowing inside was wriggling like a living thing, greedily devouring all life around it.

The grass and trees withered, the birds and animals turned into mummies, and even the rocks crumbled into ashes under the erosion of the blood mist.

The Blood God was immersed in the joy of regaining his freedom.

His power overflowed from the coffin and transformed into countless scarlet threads, winding in all directions.

Each thread connected a life, extracting their flesh, blood, soul, and even traces of existence. The entire land of Canaan was being transformed into pure destructive energy.

And this is just the beginning.

In the Blood Temple in the deepest part of the holy city, a vague figure slowly condensed.

He has no fixed form. Sometimes he looks like a handsome young man, and sometimes he looks like a majestic and ancient emperor. But no matter how he changes, his eyes remain the same – they are gorgeous and perfect eyes like rubies.

“finally……”

The Blood God’s voice was low and hoarse, echoing in the empty hall. He raised his hand, and a ball of dark energy emerged from his palm. It was the source of destruction plundered from the land of Canaan.

“As long as I devour more… I will be able to completely sever the shackles between me and the Emperor of Destruction.”

His gaze penetrated the void, as if he saw the distant past – the existence that was sealed deep in the long river of time.

Emperor Mie once suppressed the world he lived in, destroyed the Blood Spirit Civilization he created, and even deposed himself from the throne. Even his godhood and the source of his divine power were taken away to create the Sin-Blood Tuli Sword.

“But this time…”

The Blood God’s mouth curled up in an icy arc.

“I will make you my weapon.”

The will of the Blood God, with the help of the bells of the Bloody Temple, instantly spread throughout the entire Western Kingdom.

“Kill…”

“Let the fear spread…”

“Let death be my nourishment!”

Harp Sea, Pi Island Naval Base, the office of Third Fleet Commander Horn.

Adjutant Claire was wiping the bloody dagger, with the commander’s body gradually cooling down under his feet.

“This is the fate of all those who refuse to carry out God’s will.”

She smiled at the horrified officers, “Now, I order…”

Suddenly there was a scream outside the window.

On the cruiser anchored in the harbor, the sailors exploded and died one after another. Their blood flowed up into the air and gathered into a huge vortex under the moonlight. In the center of the vortex, the face of the bloody god vaguely emerged.

“Not enough…”

The deep voice echoed in the mind of every living person.

“I want more death… more despair…”

As Claire knelt reverently, she did not notice that her nails were darkening and growing longer, like the limbs of some insect.

In this way, all fleet commanders who refused to obey the will of the Blood God were brutally massacred, and the command was taken over by the Blood God’s believers.

The two major fleets of the Western Kingdom, driven by God’s will, started to launch indiscriminate massacres in the surrounding areas with warships moving and battleships taking off, cruise missiles and heavy bombs ready to go.

The dusk along the Harp Sea is supposed to be gentle.

Fishermen were returning to the harbor with their nets, children were chasing waves on the beach, and smoke was rising from the red-tiled roofs, carrying the aroma of grilled fish. But on this day, the sunset was dyed blood red.

Woo~woo~
The piercing air raid sirens shattered the silence.

People looked up blankly and saw flocks of iron birds flying in the sky. The black objects hanging under the wings were shining coldly in the sun.

“It’s a plane! It’s from the Western Kingdom!”

Someone screamed.

The next second, heavy bombs fell like raindrops.

Boom~
The first bomb fell in the middle of the fishing port. The shock wave tore the wooden fishing boats into pieces, the burning diesel spread on the sea, and the flames instantly engulfed the fishermen who had no time to escape.

Seventeen-year-old Amir watched helplessly as his father was blown away by the gust of wind, his body hitting the rocks and twisted like a rag doll.

“dad!”

His cries were drowned out by the successive explosions.

Hassan’s bakery was reduced to a sea of ​​fire in the third round of bombing.

The sixty-year-old Hassan tried his best to protect his grandson Yusuf with his body, but the scorching air still overturned the beams of the house.

The burning wood hit the old man’s back, and the smell of burning mixed with blood filled the air.

“Grandpa! Grandpa!”

Yusuf cried and tried to drag the old man out, but his little hands were unable to lift the heavy beams.

“Go…go quickly…”

Old Hassan coughed up blood and pushed his grandson towards the door, “Go find your sister…” A incendiary bomb hit the tanker next door.

Boom~~
The exploding fire dragon instantly engulfed the entire street.

Yusuf was blown more than ten meters away by the gust of wind. When he got up, there was only a sea of ​​fire behind him. The heat wave distorted the air, and he vaguely saw his grandfather’s figure slowly curled up in the flames, and finally turned into a charred shadow.

On the coastal defense line, the remaining militia fired into the air with old-fashioned rifles, but the bullets couldn’t even reach the fighter planes. The beyond-visual-range attack made their backward air defense system helpless.

“Save your bullets!”

Captain Majid spat out the sand in his mouth and said, “Wait until they dive…”

huh~
A cruise missile accurately hit the sentry tower, causing a large flame and distorting the air.

The shrapnel cut off Majid’s left arm. He staggered to his knees, pressing the bleeding wound with his right hand.

In his blurred vision, the landing craft of the Western Kingdom were breaking through the waves, armored vehicles were rolling over the shallows, and machine guns were firing at any moving targets.

A little girl in a red headscarf ran towards the sea crying, with a burning village behind her and the cold muzzle of a gun in front of her.

“don’t want!”

Majid rushed forward with all his remaining strength.

Da da da~~
The bullet pierced through both bodies, and when the little girl fell down, she was still holding half a piece of date cake in her hand.

As night fell, the bombing stopped temporarily.

Salama crawled through the ruins with her bleeding legs. Three hours ago, she was teaching children to recite poems at school.

Now, only half of the crumbling wall of the classroom remains, and the word “Spring” on the blackboard is blurred by bloody handprints.

She dug through the masonry and found her dying sister, Leila. The twelve-year-old girl was pinned under a bookcase, her right leg twisted awkwardly.

“Hold on…”

Salama choked up and tore off her headscarf to bandage her wound. “The medical team will be here soon…”

She suddenly shut up.

Under the moonlight, the sea surface appeared a strange red.

The waves pushed up several corpses wearing the uniforms of the Western Kingdom – there was a bloody hole in their chests, as if their hearts had been taken out by something.

Farther away, the sea was boiling.

In the darkest hours before dawn, the survivors huddled in air-raid shelters.

Yusuf hugged his knees, and moans rose and fell in his ears. Salama used her body to shield her sister from the wind, and Laila’s breathing became weaker and weaker.

“Are we going to die?”

A little boy asked in a low voice.

Amir clenched the harpoon he had picked up from beside his father’s body.

“Won’t.”

He stared at the red sea outside the cave: “The Night God has returned. She is merciful and will definitely…”

Boom~
The sudden explosion shook the dust off the cave roof.

Warships from the Third and Fourth Fleets were shelling coastal towns, and the Air Force dropped incendiary bombs, turning villages into seas of fire.

The cries of civilians were drowned out by the sound of explosions, corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed into rivers, and eventually flowed to the land of Canaan, becoming a sacrifice to the blood god.

What’s even more terrifying is that the souls of the dead have not dissipated.

Their hatred, fear, and despair were all absorbed by the Blood God and transformed into a purer destructive force.

Just as everyone was huddled together in fear, thinking that misfortune was about to befall them, they heard a roar that was different from the roar of a bomber – it was the whistling of a sword breaking through the air.

A figure in white clothes stained with blood was walking in the moonlight. Wherever it passed, the burning ruins froze into ice.

In the distant sky, the Night Goddess stood on the top of the Moon Temple, her silver hair dancing in the wind. Her eyes penetrated the void and stared in the direction of the land of Canaan.

“Three days have passed…”

She whispered.

“Now, either Ye Qingzhou kills the god…”

“Or…”

Her voice dissipated in the wind and she didn’t finish the second half of the sentence.

But the answer is already obvious. If the Blood God succeeds, the entire Fertile Crescent will most likely fall into an eternal blood feast.

…………

Between the sea and the sky, blood and fire are intertwined.

The steel fleet of the Western Kingdom was like a ferocious sea beast, spewing flames of destruction from its gun muzzles, turning coastal villages into scorched earth. The cries were drowned out by the explosions, and the survivors knelt in the burning ruins, looking up at the sky covered by gunpowder smoke, praying for a miracle to happen.

And at this moment——

Its daybreak.

An extremely bright sword light descended from the clouds, like a pouring Milky Way, instantly splitting the thousands of miles of haze!

A sword splits the sea

Zheng~
The sword light slashed into the raging waves, and the vast sea surface was split into two.

The huge waves spread out to both sides, revealing a bottomless trench. The flagship of the Western Antarctic Country’s Third Fleet, the “Ironclad Whale”, was the first to be hit. The heavy steel armor was like thin paper in front of the sword light. From the bow to the stern, it was neatly split in half!
The sea water poured back, the whirlpool roared, and this so-called “unsinkable” steel behemoth sank into the abyss with the 800 sailors on board without even having time to make a sound.

Ye Qingzhou stood in the air, his white clothes fluttering, and the long sword “Wuji” in his hand emitted a cold light that pierced the sky.

His eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of black ice. There was no longer the calmness and indifference of the past, only murderous intent.

“The Western Kingdom…”

He slowly raised the sword. His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder from the sky, echoing throughout the sea: “Today, you must be executed!”

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist and sword energy poured down from the sky like a rainstorm!

Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~
Each sword energy accurately locked onto a warship. No matter whether it was a destroyer, cruiser or submarine, they were all as fragile as tofu in front of this indestructible sword light!
“No! This is impossible!”

Claire, deputy commander of the Third Fleet, stood on the deck of the Black Shark, looking at the sky in horror, “Quickly start the anti-aircraft guns! All fighter planes take off! Stop him!”

But it’s too late.

As thunder and fire collided, the sky and the earth changed color, and the raging sea was stirred up by huge waves.

Ye Qingzhou made a gesture with his left hand and pointed the sword at the sky!
“Heaven, thunder, earth, fire, obey my command…”

“fall!”

Boom~
Above the nine heavens, thunderclouds rolled, and hundreds of red-gold lightning bolts struck down like mad dragons!
These are not ordinary thunder and lightning, but “Tiangang Divine Thunder and Fire” containing pure yang power, which are specifically designed to defeat evil spirits and can melt gold and iron with ease.

bang~ bang~ bang~
One warship after another was hit by lightning and fire, their armor melted, their ammunition depots exploded, and fireballs shot up into the sky and exploded on the sea surface one after another!

The turret of the destroyer “Red Flame” was twisted and deformed in the high temperature. The sailors screamed and jumped into the sea to escape, but were boiled alive by the boiling sea water.

The submarine “Abyss” was halfway submerged when a bolt of lightning pierced through the hull, and high-pressure seawater poured in instantly, crushing everyone into a pulp.

On the deck of the aircraft carrier “Vulture”, thirty fighter planes, along with the ground crew, were reduced to charcoal in the thunder and fire before they could even take off! (End of this chapter)