Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence Chapter 275 - 183: Holy Sanctuary Descends

Under the pitch-black sky, an ominous aura spreads, with the power of laws intertwining continuously, and the divine power of deities beginning to gradually perate the entire world.

"Swish!"

The illusory waters of the Nether River flow, as if it were moving completely from illusion to reality.

Boom.

On the altar, a powerful aura spreads, as the body of the bloodthirsty werewolf gradually grows taller, with a majestic figure seemingly transitioning from illusion to reality, from the past into the present.

The surroundings of the altar hold an even more intense ominous aura.

That is the aura belonging to the Netherworld.

Even approaching life power is enough to be completely exhausted.

"Just like this!"

"My lord, the great Anubis God, I shall welco your descent."

The bloodthirsty werewolf spoke with a hoarse voice, even though his form nearly turned into a denser black mist, yet at this mont, it still carried a fanatic and excited look.

However, just as he was fanatical and excited, the powers of laws continuously intertwined.

Vaguely, a country as dark as a death construct appeared in mid-air.

The kingdom is illusory.

But even so, one can still sense that aura of death and ominousness.

When gazing at it, it even feels like the soul is trembling.

The River of the Underworld suddenly becos solid, as if it were to completely descend upon the mortal world.

This is the divine kingdom, the kingdom belonging to deities, and when the divine kingdom descends, the deities will also fully awaken.

At this mont, only the final step remained for the divine kingdom to completely manifest.

And at this very mont.

A holy light descends from the heavens above.

The light is mighty, ripping through the darkness in an instant.

The light is vast, making it strikingly apparent upon the ominous and dark sky.

At the mont of descent, the darkness is torn apart, and the ominous aura rapidly dissipates.

In the distance, at the battlents.

"Look quickly!"

An exclamation rings out, as soone seems to have discovered sothing, letting out a cry of surprise.

Soon, many figures couldn’t help but see the unbelievable scene in the sky.

"Is this?"

Isabel whispered softly, her eyes shining brightly.

At this mont, quite a few people have realized.

"Holy Sanctuary!"

Whispering softly, Thor also felt sowhat excited in his heart.

The Holy Sanctuary Knight, he had only ever heard of it in legends, and now there was finally a chance to witness it.

Even if separated by a considerable distance.

At least it allowed him to feel the might of a Holy Land powerhouse.

"It has begun, it should succeed!"

Joz murmured to himself, his heart carrying a trace of nervousness.

Similarly, many others shared his nervousness.

After all, until the last mont, no one knew what the results would be.

But of course, no matter how tense they were, it couldn’t influence the distant scene.

The holy light illuminated the entire sky, with the dark and ominous aura continuously dissipating, the once gradually stabilized illusory scene now swayed once again.

"Damn it!"

"Humans, how dare you stop the great Anubis God from descending."

An angry voice rang out, from within the mass of black mist, ca the furious voice of the bloodthirsty werewolf.

Simultaneously, the black mist surged, and one bloodthirsty werewolf after another erged from the black mist.

"Roar!"

The bloodthirsty werewolves roared, their scarlet eyes looking toward the place of the holy light.

"Anubis God, not so great."

"Just a re lower-rank god."

The old man chuckled gently, and within the holy light, his figure gradually beca clearer, with a dense holy light falling from the knight’s long lance in his hand, causing the dark and ominous aura to continuously spread.

The knight’s sword in his hand is a weapon he acquired from divine relics.

It supposedly possesses part of the authority power of lower angels.

Against this ominous and bizarre God of Death, it is undoubtedly the best weapon for combat.

Even in this mont, within the divine descent, the old man did not feel the slightest suppression, but rather, the ominousness and bizarreness around him were in fear of him, or rather, fearing the knight’s long lance in his hand.

"Damn humans, how dare you insult the great Anubis God, you should die, your soul shall be eternally subrged in the Nether River."

"Kill him, let his flesh and blood be sacrificed to the great Anubis God. The flesh and blood of the Holy Sanctuary, surely it will greatly please the great Anubis God."

The words rang out, they were the words of the bloodthirsty werewolf leader.

With his words.

The surrounding black mist began to rapidly churn.

While in the churning black mist and ominousness.

One bloodthirsty werewolf after another walked out of the black mist, their scarlet gazes converging on the old man.

Bringing bloodthirst and brutality.

"Divine power corruption, huh?"

"Can it reach such a level now?"

The old man whispered softly, his expression carrying a hint of heaviness.

His right hand involuntarily gripped the knight’s long lance more tightly.

And at this very mont.

The sky was once again torn apart.

Nine beams of light fell from the sky.

A terrifying aura blossod suddenly, as if transford into a blazing sun.

The next mont.

Boom.

Rumbling.

The huge rumbling sound instantly spread, and the entire altar began to sway rapidly, with the projected River of the Underworld that previously stood in mid-air starting to blur gradually, as the power of laws ingrained in heaven and earth began to fluctuate, and even the strange divine kingdom started to sway again.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"You foolish humans shall all die!"

The violently swaying altar, and the great movent of heaven and earth, brought a sense of panic to the bloodthirsty werewolf leader at this mont, along with a deeper level of fury.