Trickster watched his eyeballs being held in the Battle God's hand, and then crushed and erased from existence, a surge of intense resentment welled up within him.
With the vitality of True God, as long as the injury is not a rule-level Dao injury, and the traces of existence are not fundamentally erased, then the recovery from the injury is extremely easy.
Even a single thought can completely heal one's injuries.
However, if an enemy uses the rules to erase a part of one's body from the root, or if the enemy's rule power invades the body and causes wanton destruction, then the problem becomes very serious.
Last time, he was surrounded and killed by the Star God True God's puppets, and suffered a Dao injury.
The recovery process after returning to the field is also extremely difficult.
With the help of many colleagues, and even at great expense, he entered the Pool of Life to heal his injuries, and only then did he slowly repair the damage to his body.
And this time... he suffered misfortune once again!
You deserve to die!
The Trickster roared, and then his entire body erupted with terrifying power.
Then, under the disdainful gaze of the Battle God, the Trickster transformed into countless clones, fleeing to different locations.
"Can you escape?"
The blood-red spear in the Battle God's hand erupted with endless divine light, and then burst forth in the Battle God's charged attack.
The next moment, the crimson spear pierced precisely into the Trickster's only true form.
"Bang bang bang..."
Most of the surrounding magical clones instantly dissipated.
However, several hundred clones, each possessing immense vitality, fled in their own way.
Clearly, among the billions of clones unleashed by the Trickster this time, these hundreds of clones also contain a portion of divine power.
Even if the only true body perishes, as long as one clone remains, the Trickster will not die.
"You think you can pull a clone trick in front of me?"
I don't know if you're genuinely stupid, or just incredibly dumb!
The Battle God took a single step, and the world changed.
Immediately afterwards, a massive, dark mass of Battle Avatar surged forth from all directions.
In every direction the Trickster's clones fled, numerous Battle Avatar wielding spears waited with smiles as they walked right into their trap.
At this moment, with the explosive power of burning itself, the Battle God completely overwhelmed the Trickster!
There's absolutely no need for the Star God's True God puppet to help!
"How embarrassing..."
Suddenly, a faint, eerie sound echoed around them.
Before the words were finished, a handsome man in white robes with black hair fluttering in the wind stepped out of the void.
With a casual flick of his wrist, the crimson spear piercing the Trickster's body began to sway.
On the other side, the Battle God moved his mind and mobilized all his power to control the blood-red spear, forcing it to return!
"Call out!"
The crimson spear transformed into a streak of light, and just as it approached the white-robed man, it veered and flew back into the Battle God's hand.
"How dare you, a traitor, trample on my God of Fate of the Battle God?"
The Battle God stood in mid-air, holding a long spear, pointing it at the man in white.
"Battle God..."
The man in white murmured something to himself, then shook his head slightly.
"If you were on the Domain Battlefield, under the watchful eyes of those old fogies from the Battle God Legion, I really wouldn't dare treat you like this."
Even when I see you, I must show you respect and bow.
As he said this, the man in white moved his mind, and the surrounding void froze.
The next moment, the one-eyed Trickster suddenly floated back to the white-robed man's side.
At the same time, the Battle Avatar that were chasing the Trickster all spontaneously disintegrated.
"But this is not Domain Battlefield!"
The man in white looked at the Battle God, seemingly in no hurry to attack, and slowly said, "Besides, you're only Demigod."
"It seems we're still... a little short of becoming True God!"
"But it is precisely these subtle differences that determine your inevitable defeat today!"
Upon hearing this, the Battle God's eyes flashed, and he sneered, "So, if I were already True God, you wouldn't dare to Descender?"
The white-robed man's expression remained unchanged as he calmly stated, "Of course. Even I, at the True God level, am not confident I can outmatch you and maintain a stable suppression."
He dared not forget the formidable achievements of the Eighth Epoch Battle God.
But the Eighth Era, it's the Eighth Era!
Now, we are in the Ninth Era!
Where is the Star God?
The white-robed man's eyes flashed, and he directly transcended time and space to meet the gaze of the Star God, who was located behind the Beyond Heaven Battlefield.
"You didn't kill this piece of trash on the spot, weren't you trying to lure me out?"
"Now!"
"I am coming!"
Where are you all?
As soon as he finished speaking, starlight began to bloom all around.
In an instant, the true form of the Star God appeared beside the Battle God.
At the same moment, a large number of Divine Mandate Bearer, including the Wind God, Shadow God, God of Fate, God of Freedom, God of Zealotry, and so on, Descender here the instant the Star God appeared.
In the next two hundred years, with the help of the God of Wealth, those Divine Mandate Bearer will all become True God!
Nowadays, apart from the fallen God of Wealth, the only other being who is not True God is the Battle God War, who possesses extraordinary martial prowess.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The man in white said with amusement, "The gift you prepared for me is quite something!"
"Since the gifts you prepared are so valuable, I'll reciprocate with a big gift of my own!"
After saying this, a gray divine halo suddenly appeared behind the man in white.
"Boom!"
A bolt of gray lightning shone in the sky, and then, under the burst of light from the divine halo, powerful and extraordinary True God began to appear behind the white-robed man.
Each and every one of them is so powerful!
Each and every one of them shines in all directions!
Twelve of them were dressed identically to the man in white, wearing white battle robes with special inscriptions embroidered on their chests.
Clearly, these twelve True God come from the Theater God Legion.
Similarly, there was another mysterious figure, whose aura seemed to be connected to Li Wenze's, from the God of Fate Legion.
Judging from the faint aura emanating from the remaining two, they were from the Star God Legion and the Wind God Legion, respectively.
These are all high-level defensive forces on the Domain Battlefield!
"Fifteen, plus you, plus the Trickster, seventeen traitors at the level of True God?"
The Star God's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "Only seventeen?"
"Given the methods employed by the Remnant Clan and their infiltration over the years, I don't think there should be so few of them."
Just from the traitorous aura they displayed today, he knew exactly what was going on with the frontline troops.
Even the Star God Legion has traitors?
What happened to the Eighth Epoch Star God?
Are there no countermeasures against traitors?
But it doesn't matter, he has a way to easily take down the Star God Legion!
From today's perspective, the Theater God Legion should be the most severely affected!
Hmm... thinking about it from the worst-case scenario, the situation is probably very serious for other legions as well.
They're just not dead yet; those traitors are afraid that if they come here, they'll be suppressed by the Divine Seat and something unexpected might happen.
It seems that some of his ideas are correct. Unless there is a deterrent control, the arrangements of previous eras should never be trusted!
"Seventeen colleagues, that's enough!"
The man in white gracefully bowed towards the position of the Star God, his tone gradually becoming more fervent.
"Next, let us, Your Majesties of this era, enjoy a... twilight ode to the fall of the gods!"