Chapter 567 Lord of Storms: Why do you want to kill me?

Chapter 567 Lord of Storms: Why do you want to kill me?

"Don't get me wrong." Amon, wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, and a crystal monocle, looked at the Lord of Storms and said with a smile: "I just came to steal your church, in front of you."

"Finally I've waited for this day!" The red angel Medici laughed wildly, his eyes full of sarcasm and anger, "Shameless betrayer, all the sins you committed in the past must be repaid today!"

The angel of fate Ouroboros just looked at the Lord of Storms calmly, without saying a word, but there was a rare murderous intent in his eyes.

This is a belated revenge!

"The next thing is your business." The high-dimensional overlooker floated back, leaving the battlefield here to them.

Such a siege does not require elaborate design. When He wants to come to the Storm Abyss to challenge the Lord of Storms and overthrow His church in the world, there will naturally be like-minded people coming here together.

The Lord of Storms is still surrounded by an inaccessible storm, and His face, which was originally difficult to see, is gradually becoming clear at this moment.

In front of the three angel kings Amon, Medici, and Ouroboros, He did not need to disguise His true face.

As for their revenge, it was indeed just and inevitable.

But if He had to choose again, He would still choose to betray the Ancient Sun God. Becoming a god was the biggest temptation for Him at that time.

"It's a pity that Adam didn't come." The Lord of Storms' sharp eyes swept over Amon, Medici, and Ouroboros one by one, "Is He ready to be promoted?"

Medici sneered, "Don't you think this is just right?"

At the beginning, the three angel kings of the Lord of Storms betrayed the Ancient Sun God. Now, there are also three angel kings to avenge the Ancient Sun God.

"Just the three of you are not enough." The Lord of Storms calmly narrated a fact that seemed to be the truth.

The gods and the angel kings seem to be only a hair's breadth apart, but there is a huge gap in strength.

Even if He only brought down a few divine punishments in the Kingdom of God, it would be overwhelming for Amon to resist, not to mention that this time He chose to come in person!

It is not difficult to see His purpose from the tricks of the High-Dimensional Overlooker, so He is waiting for all the enemies to jump out together and then solve them together.

With only one clone, it is difficult to solve even the High-Dimensional Overlooker in full state, which is not conducive to His image among believers.

If He is defeated, it will not only affect the state of the main body, but also shake the anchor of faith.

The church was destroyed and the anchor of faith was shaken violently. This is a loss that He cannot afford.

So He must not fail in this battle.

And He will not lose to the three angel kings in front of him.

"What are you bragging about!" Medici said disdainfully: "It's not like I didn't beat you before!"

"It seems that the passage of time has made your memory wrong, or your memory is no longer as pure as before? Yes, you are far worse than before, and it is normal to mix some memories of Soran and Einhorn."

The Storm Lord's straightforward tone made Medici's face darker. This was the most embarrassing and failed thing in his life.

"Do you want to know who leaked your information to the madman Blood Emperor?"

The Lord of Storms talked about this topic by himself, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Or do you already know, but you are broad-minded, so you are willing to give up the culprit who was calculated and led to your defeat?"

"..." Medici was silent for a rare time.

"So, did you see it?" The Lord of Storms glanced at Medici and Amon, "The seeds of betrayal are also deeply rooted in your hearts, haha, you are no different from us."

The high-dimensional overlooker and Hastur in the Hall of Stars in the distance became the spectators, and Hastur deeply agreed with the words of the Lord of Storms.

Although the nature of the two events of the Ancient Sun God and Medici is different, there is also betrayal and calculation behind them.

The Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom betrayed the Ancient Sun God, and Adam and Amon calculated Medici, who was also the King of Angels, so that Medici changed from a red angel who was expected to become a god to a monster that could only be combined with the other two.

What necessary sacrifice is just a shameful excuse for betrayal.

So Hastur did not feel miserable for the ancient sun god's death by being eaten, nor did he deserve sympathy, because if it were him, he would make the same choice as the three angel kings of the Storm Lord.

The three angel kings should not leave a Storm Lord, right?

This is a question that Hastur is more interested in.

In the Storm Abyss, Medici gathered all his thoughts and sneered: "You talk so much today, don't you want me to spare your life when you kneel down and bow your head later?"

"Just you?"

The Storm Lord just chuckled, his smile was full of contempt and pride, he raised his hand, indicating that the three of them could attack at will.

Medici didn't waste words, a chariot bathed in countless blood marks suddenly appeared under him, holding a blood-stained spear in both hands, and killing the Storm Lord with countless war breaths behind him!

Seeing Medici take action, Ouroboros also showed his own methods. Rivers of destiny centered on his body, constantly spinning and growing, and then surrounded the Lord of Storms.

Amon just looked at it for a while, came to the church, and tried to steal the Storm Church, but found that the Storm Church had been perfectly blended with the breath of the Storm Lord. Only by solving the Storm Lord could the church be stolen.

"Heh, you really have pity on your believers."

Amon taunted, and then threw a church, the Bone Church from Adam.

The Storm Lord just stood in the center, surrounded by a circle of storms and thunder, and easily blocked the attacks of the three Angel Kings.

"You are too weak. Except for Ouroboros, the two of you are not even half of your original state."

"Why do you come to kill me?"

"Why do you have the confidence to retreat in front of me?"

The Storm Lord led the storm with his left hand, and held a spear formed by thunder in his right hand, fighting with Medici who was approaching.

Medici symbolizes war, and He is a tyrant, and tyrants are also good at war.

Medici, who was obviously in a bad state, could not stop the Thunder Spear of the Lord of Storms. The bloodstained black armor on his body was covered with dense lightning, and then suddenly exploded, and his whole body was forced back into the air.

The Lord of Storms gathered the power of thunder in the spear in his hand and threw it with all his strength, taking this opportunity to nail Medici to death in the sky!

At this time, Amon controlled the White Bone Church to strike sideways and smashed the Thunder Spear.

The Lord of Storms' feet were entangled by the River of Destiny, and his body almost fell forward.

Amon controlled the White Bone Church to smash the Lord of Storms in the air. Medici in the air took a war flag from the air, threw it with all his strength, and inserted it into the ground of the Storm Abyss.

The power of war is to tear the entire Storm Abyss apart completely!

The Lord of Storms stomped his feet on the ground, first tearing the River of Destiny that Ouroboros intervened, and at the same time, circles of lightning patterns spread with Him as the center and covered the entire Storm Abyss.

"Instead of worrying about your kingdom on earth, you might as well worry about yourself first."

Amon took advantage of the situation to control the Bone Church to accelerate and crash into the only remaining Storm Church!

All is fair in war. They can't do anything to the Storm Lord in a head-on confrontation. They can only have a chance when he is worried.

The high-dimensional overlooker who was watching the battle not far away resisted the urge to join the battlefield and admired the Storm Lord's embarrassed appearance due to his worries.

Such a situation is more interesting than him taking action himself.

If the time is not right, he really wants to cheer for the Storm Lord.

He looked at the chaotic battlefield for a while, and then looked at Pasu Island.

He didn't have much power left, but it was still easy for him to deal with ordinary storm believers.

Thinking of this, he stopped watching the battle and got up to leave the Storm Abyss.

Although the Storm Lord had blocked the periphery of the Storm Abyss with storms, this small ban could not stop him who was good at manipulating time and space.

He opened a space portal and appeared above Pasu Island. Before he could deal with the Storm believers below, a historical torrent fell from the sky, carrying his body, and crashed into the depths of the sea from high altitude, causing a violent explosion.

The body of the High-Dimensional Overlooker was instantly torn into pieces, and Hastur, who was watching the battle through the High-Dimensional Overlooker in the Hall of Stars, also lost this front-line camera.

It was the God of Steam and Machinery who took action.

Quick, accurate and ruthless, the long-accumulated attack directly destroyed the High-Dimensional Overlooker's clone.

Damn, who told you not to stay in the Storm Abyss to watch the battle, but to run out, and now even I can't watch the battle.

Hastur sighed, he didn't care at all about the fall of the High-Dimensional Overlooker's clone.

When he came out of the curtain just now, he was already on the verge of disintegration, otherwise the attack of the God of Steam and Machinery would not have been able to accurately hit him.

"You can try watching the battle from Ouroboros's perspective."

Hasta was like a TV program that was playing and the screen was distorted, so he naturally switched to another program.

It made sense that different channels were playing the same TV series.