At this moment, people all over the world raised their heads in unison and looked towards the sky.

High up in the sky lie the ruins of the Royal Palace, the desolate remains of the Royal Capital, and a terrifying twisted monstrous worm over forty meters long.

"Evil God!"

This term instantly surfaced in everyone's heart.

To the people of the Holy Magic Continent, this term symbolizes disaster, a death toll of Armageddon, the fear planted in their bodies decades ago has reawakened and intensified at this moment.

The Evil God descends, and this time it is not even a juvenile form. Sixteen years have left it weakened, yet allowed its body to grow further, reaching the extent to barely imprison the World Consciousness.

Fear is spreading, yet amidst the ruins, a group of people did not flee. Instead, they faced the twisted and polluted Evil God, their long spears pointing directly at the twisted creature.

"They are..." Some people recognized familiar faces among them, those who once descended upon other city-states as officers of the Demon King's army, claiming to be heroes of myth, having accomplished the impressive feat of god-slaying.

The locals have always been half-believing, half-doubtful. Even when they skinned demons alive, the extravagant tales from their mouths only seemed like boasting.

Yet now, they saw those familiar faces. At this moment, they were not just officers of the Demon King's army but were standing on the front line against the Evil God.

...

The silhouette of the heroes was enveloped by the sky at sunset. The Evil God raged hysterically, having been sealed for 16 years, finally having a chance to break free.

But this time, Xue Dili executed a strike with the Beloved Holy Sword, instantly destroying everything it had.

Now, its life and soul were forcibly reduced by half. Even as a natural Evil God, born Tier Five, it has now completely fallen to Tier Four.

Yet even so, its very existence distorts reality. The ruins beneath it melted into a swamp of flesh and blood, with the sky dripping corrosive star slime, and mere mortals going mad just witnessing its outline.

"With this revelation, I will protect you." Xue Dili began to chant, the Great Light Wheel behind him illuminating, the powers of the four great revelations confining the distortion and pollution of the Evil God, thorny vines entwining around him, only to become his weapon.

The Great Light Wheel, symbolizing the Four Horsemen of Revelation, thoroughly suppressed the Evil God, such that it couldn't escape this suppression even when within Xue Dili, much less now.

"Charge!" shouted an unknown Hero.

At that moment, the 33 individuals charged like unleashed mad dogs, their blood boiling, their fighting spirit surging.

The Evil God let out a stifled roar. All its means, all abilities etched in its DNA were cut down or suppressed by Xue Dili. Now, it could only attack like a massive beast with exoskeleton and blades.

Yet even so, it was a colossal behemoth 40 meters tall and weighing tons, capable of causing earthquakes and triggering tsunamis with mere gestures.

And now, these ants dared to hunt it.

The Evil God roared, and that sound pierced eardrums in an instant, reaching the soul. However, the Great Light Wheel opposed it once more, the sprawling thorns absorbing all the pain of the heroes.

Once again, the heroes launched a ground-shaking attack.

The exhilarating shouts and cries, accompanied by blood boiling within their bodies, made the whole world excited for that shining moment.

Walking alongside old friends, alongside brothers, alongside the burning souls.

This is the unique romance of the Greeks, like that godly war 3200 years ago.

3200 years ago, they even killed Zeus. Isn't a mere worm just a trivial matter? Watch us crush it.

Regardless of good and evil, regardless of virtue, even regardless of race and life, they stood here, knowing their mission, knowing all they needed to do.

God-slaying!

Vigorous tentacles, studded with barbs, attacked, a hero fell into the darkness, but more heroes wielded their long spears and shields, pressing forward successively, like moths to a flame.

Fierce flames spewed from the Evil God's maw, ignited in the air mixed with high-purity energy liquid.

Flames rampaged, engulfing the heroes in a sea of fire.

Whether it was the attendant present or the countless people watching this scene, everyone felt a sharp pain in their hearts.

Even such valiant Knights, could they be so vulnerable before the Evil God?

The answer is, no!

Within the flames, massive Seven-Ring Shields rose, facing directly against the flames, fiery bodies charging out of the inferno, their whole bodies ablaze, skin charred, hair and clothes wantonly burning.

Yet with eyes blazing, heads aflame, they resemble Evil Ghosts crawling from Hell, continuing to charge.

The flames cannot burn their will, and pain cannot shake their hearts.

The flames and the gigantic worm, the charging souls of flame and the cowardly Evil God, this scene, an unparalleled impact for attendants present and countless people watching.

This impact of faith and will directly reached the heavens, straight to the mind.

For the first time, they saw such people.

Only then did they understand the true meaning of the word "Hero."

Flaming spears pierced the exoskeleton of the giant worm, a great flaming axe severing its jointed legs.

Foul green blood rained down, soaking these vengeful flaming souls, making their smiles wilder.

They laughed wildly, still laughing wildly.

"Slay the hundred heads!" Hercules' Heaven-piercing Bow was drawn tight, unleashing an endless barrage of arrows.

"Regretless Extreme Spear!" Hector unleashed his final martial art, a supreme spear thrown at triple the speed of sound.

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