Dominating Martial King

Chapter 1801 - 593: Join Forces to Punish

Just as the words fell, their Primordial Spirit projections vanished in this void.At this moment, in another dark void outside the Mortal World.

A God is also watching from afar in the direction of the Creation Divine Tree.

His face resembles a bull’s head, and his eyes are like windmills. With six arms, his massive body is majestic, and his skin resembles gold and iron, with hair like swords. He is sitting boldly at a desk, his posture flamboyant and unrestrained.

"It seems they are about to compromise with that boy."

The towering God withdrew his gaze and let out a mocking laugh: "What an interesting boy, to be able to push All Gods to this point."

As he spoke, he picked up a human-shaped piece of meat, over a hundred feet tall, dipped it in sauce, and carried it to his mouth, crunching on it.

Sitting opposite him, another God looked somewhat displeased and frowned: "I advise you to eat less Blood Food. Burial Sky is about to demonize, and you, Li Tan, aren’t much better."

This is also a Demon God, but he appears much more normal than that towering one.

He wears a Black Gold Armor gown, shrouded in black energy. His face is strong and handsome, gentle yet firm. His body is also very tall, nearly eight hundred feet high, but overall well-proportioned, with a wide back and narrow waist, and muscles tightly knotted.

What leaves a deep impression is his pair of golden heavy pupils, with a long, blood-red scar running down his neck.

That massive God is ’War God’ Li Tan, who laughed at these words, unconcerned: "Do you think after Burial Sky demonizes, we two can still last long?"

As he spoke, he grabbed another human-shaped piece of meat from the table, dipping it into various sauces and continued gnawing on it.

"Don’t they say I’m a Demon God? Don’t they say I like Blood Food? Before I fall, I’d better eat my fill. They slaughtered tens of billions of our kind to stain us with you and me, and I’ve just eaten a few Giant Spirits among Demigods?

It’s not enough, far from enough. Ziyu, we have such little time left, we must enjoy ourselves while we can. I remember you used to be quite open-minded—"

The dual-pupil God is indeed Military God Ziyu, who shook his head slightly, looked towards the Creation Divine Tree, and sighed: "What a pity, the time that boy fought for is still too short, otherwise, brother would have been more confident."

Their elder brother sat at the head of the table, above the two Gods.

—That is War God Burial Sky!

His body is towering and magnificent, even with a severed head, it remains nearly nine hundred feet tall.

He sits steadily behind the table, his nipple eyes tightly closed.

"He’s currently just a mortal. To give me three hours, I’m already quite satisfied."

As if startled by the words of these two Gods, War God Burial Sky suddenly opened his eyes.

In that instant, the surrounding blood energy surged turbulently, covering hundreds of miles of void, with thousands of red thunderbolts flashing within the blood mist.

If you look closely, you can also see in that blood-colored mist countless blood-drenched heads, countless human hands manifesting within.

White bones, skulls, skinned women, babies without irises—various bloody and terrifying Demon Images appear within.

War God Burial Sky’s nipple eyes are also crimson: "I now understand the structure of Luo Hou Star, which can increase my confidence by at least ten percent."

"Exaggerated!"

Li Tan sneered, showing a mocking expression: "Where’s your ten percent confidence? Even if you understand the structure of Luo Hou Star, so what? Is that the problem? When the time to swallow the star comes, that’s the day you’ll be demonized."

He paused in his speech: "Let the Three Generation of Saint Emperor help you think of more ways. If it can be suppressed, why not wait? We should still have hope. Like that boy in the mortal world, he might grow up. And that foolish dragon, being used by the Lord of Deceiving Heaven, might hold hope—"

They never had hopes on that Zhe Dragon, nor did they expect it.

But that Lord of Deceiving Heaven has always been plotting the revival of the Initial Heavenly Emperor.

The human clan Gods, or that Master of Thousands of Deceptions, might be an essential part of the plan.

"The confidence I mentioned isn’t about swallowing the star!"

War God ’Burial Sky’ stood up from behind the table, glancing sideways at Li Tan: "Stop eating or eat less!"

Li Tan’s breath caught.

He pouted unhappily but still pushed the cage with dozens of Giant Spirit meat pieces to the edge of the table.

Military God Ziyu at this moment was slightly startled; he noticed ’Burial Sky’s eyes appeared extraordinarily frantic.

Moreover, his skin, seemingly as black as profound iron, had faces floating within the pores.

Military God Ziyu is one of the most powerful Demon Gods in the world, and had seen such terrifying and grotesque scenes numerous times before.

The problem is that this one before him is a Half-step Creation Level Eternal God!

Even in terms of combat power, he is arguably the most powerful being in the world!

’Burial Sky’ continued: "It’s better to consume less Blood Food, and just because others say we’re Demon Gods doesn’t mean we should self-identify as such. Future matters must rely on you, Li Tan. Rest assured, before I demonize, I will arrange everything properly, leaving no hidden dangers."

Just as his words fell, the figure of Burial Sky vanished from this dark void.

Li Tan, seeing this, sneered.

He once again opened the cage, took out a screaming human-shaped piece of meat.

This time, Li Tan didn’t dip it in sauce, but directly munched on it with a crunch.