Chapter 567: Lord of the Storm: "What gives you the right to kill me?"

Chapter 567: Lord of the Storm: "What gives you the right to kill me?"

"Don't misunderstand," Amon said with a bright smile. He was dressed in a black, classical robe, wore a pointed soft hat of the same color, and had a monocle made of crystal. He looked at the Lord of the Storm and continued, "I'm just here to steal your church, right in front of you."

"Finally, the day has come!" The Red Angel Medici laughed wildly, his eyes full of mockery and anger. "Shameless traitor, the sins you committed in the past will be repaid today!"

The Angel of Destiny, Ouroboros, simply looked at the Lord of the Storm calmly without saying a word, but there was a rare killing intent in his eyes.

This was a long-overdue revenge!

"Now it's up to you," the High-Dimensional Overseer said, floating backward and leaving the battlefield to them.

Such an ambush didn't need careful planning. When he decided to challenge the Lord of the Storm in the Abyss of Storms and overthrow his church on earth, naturally, like-minded beings would come together.

The storm around the Lord of the Storm still surged, making it difficult to approach. His once indistinct face gradually became clear.

In front of the three Angel Kings—Amon, Medici, and Ouroboros—he no longer needed to disguise his true face.

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

But if given another choice, he would still choose to betray the Ancient Sun God. Becoming a god was the greatest temptation for him at that time.

"It's a pity Adam didn't come," the Lord of the Storm said, his sharp gaze sweeping over Amon, Medici, and Ouroboros. "Is he preparing for his promotion?"

Medici sneered, "Don't you think it's just right this way?"

Back then, the three Angel Kings of the Lord of the Storm betrayed the Ancient Sun God. Now, three Angel Kings have come to avenge the Ancient Sun God.

"Just the three of you are not enough," the Lord of the Storm stated calmly, as if it were an undeniable fact.

There is a significant power gap between gods and Angel Kings. Even if he only sent down a few divine punishments from his divine kingdom, it would be difficult for Amon to resist. Moreover, this time he chose to descend in person!

It was easy to see the High-Dimensional Overseer 's intentions from his tricks, so he was waiting for all his enemies to jump out together and then deal with them all at once.

With just one avatar, it would be difficult to deal with the High-Dimensional Overseer in full state, which would not be conducive to his image among his followers.

If he were to lose, it would not only affect his main body but also shake the anchor of faith.

The destruction of the church and the severe shaking of the anchor of faith were losses he couldn't afford.

Therefore, he absolutely could not fail in this battle.

And he could not possibly lose to these three Angel Kings before him.

"Stop boasting!" Medici said disdainfully. "Didn't we beat you up before?"

"It seems the passage of time has made your memory faulty, or perhaps your memory is no longer as pure as it once was? Now, you are far from what you were before, and it's normal for your memory to be mixed with some of Soren and Einhorn's memories."

The Lord of the Storm's straightforward tone made Medici's face darken. This was the most humiliating and failed event of his life.

"Do you want to know who revealed your information to the Blood Emperor, that madman?"

The Lord of the Storm continued the topic on his own, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. "Or do you already know, and you are just broad-minded enough to forgive the culprit who caused your defeat?"

"..." Medici remained silent for once.

"So, do you see?" The Lord of the Storm glanced at Medici and Amon. "The seeds of betrayal are also deeply rooted in your hearts. You are no different from us."

In the distance, the High-Dimensional Overseer and Hastur of the Hall of Stars watched as bystanders. Hastur agreed deeply with the Lord of the Storm's words.

Although the nature of the events involving the Ancient Sun God and Medici was different, they both involved betrayal and scheming.

The Lord of the Storm, the Eternal Blazing Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom betrayed the Ancient Sun God. Adam and Amon schemed against Medici, who was also an Angel King, causing him to fall from the promising Red Angel to a monster that could only merge with the other two.

Necessary sacrifices were just shameful excuses for betrayal.

Therefore, Hastur did not feel sorry for the fate of the Ancient Sun God, nor did he think it was worth sympathy. If he were in the same position, he would make the same choice as the three Angel Kings of the Lord of the Storm.

The question that interested Hastur more was whether the three Angel Kings could leave behind the Lord of the Storm.

In the Abyss of Storms, Medici collected his emotions and sneered, "You talk so much today. Are you hoping that when you kneel and bow later, I will spare your life?"

"Just you?" The Lord of the Storm chuckled, his smile full of contempt and pride. He raised his hand, signaling that they could attack at will.

Medici didn't waste words. A chariot stained with countless blood marks appeared beneath him, and he charged at the Lord of the Storm with a blood-stained spear, bringing the aura of countless wars!

Seeing Medici attack, Ouroboros also revealed his methods. Rivers of destiny swirled around him, growing larger and surrounding the Lord of the Storm.

Amon watched for a moment, then moved to the church, trying to steal it. However, he found that the church was perfectly integrated with the Lord of the Storm's aura. Only by defeating the Lord of the Storm could he steal the church.

"Heh, you really pity your followers," Amon mocked, then threw out a bone church from Adam.

The Lord of the Storm stood in the center, surrounded by a storm of wind and thunder, easily blocking the attacks of the three Angel Kings.

"You are too weak. Except for Ouroboros, you two are not even half of what you used to be."

"What gives you the right to kill me?"

"What gives you the confidence to leave here unscathed?"

The Lord of the Storm wielded a spear of thunder in his right hand and engaged in close combat with Medici.

Medici symbolized war, and he was a tyrant. A tyrant was also skilled in the art of war.

The weakened Medici couldn't withstand the thunder spear of the Lord of the Storm. His blood-stained black armor was covered in dense lightning and then exploded, forcing his body into the air.

The Lord of the Storm gathered the power of thunder in his spear and threw it, aiming to pin Medici to the sky!

At this moment, Amon manipulated the bone church to smash the thunder spear.

The Lord of the Storm's feet were entangled by the rivers of destiny, almost causing him to fall forward.

Amon then manipulated the bone church to smash down on the Lord of the Storm, while Medici summoned a war banner from afar and threw it, planting it on the ground of the Abyss of Storms.

The power of war aimed to tear the entire Abyss of Storms apart!

The Lord of the Storm stomped the ground, first tearing apart the rivers of destiny from Ouroboros's interference, then spreading circles of lightning patterns from him, covering the entire Abyss of Storms.

"Instead of worrying about your earthly divine kingdom, you should worry about yourself."

Amon took the opportunity to speed up the bone church's impact on the remaining storm church!

Deception was necessary. They couldn't defeat the Lord of the Storm head-on; only by exploiting his concerns did they have a chance.

The High-Dimensional Overseer , watching from a distance, resisted the urge to join the battle, enjoying the sight of the Lord of the Storm's flaws due to his concerns.

This situation was much more interesting than if he had intervened himself.

If the timing were right, he would have cheered for the Lord of the Storm.

After watching the chaotic battlefield for a while, he turned his gaze to Pasu Island.

His remaining power was limited, but dealing with ordinary storm followers was still easy.

With this in mind, he stopped watching and left the Abyss of Storms.

Although the Lord of the Storm had sealed the perimeter of the Abyss of Storms with storms, such a minor seal couldn't stop someone skilled in manipulating time and space.

He opened a space portal and appeared above Pasu Island. Before he could deal with the storm followers below, a torrent of history descended from the sky, engulfing his body and crashing him into the depths of the sea, causing a violent explosion.

The High-Dimensional Overseer 's body was instantly torn apart, and Hastur, watching through the High-Dimensional Overseer in the Hall of Stars, lost his front-line view.

It was the god of Steam and Machinery who struck.

Quick, precise, and ruthless, the long-prepared strike directly destroyed the High-Dimensional Overseer 's avatar.

Serves him right for not staying in the Abyss of Storms to watch the battle and running out, depriving even me of a view of the battle.

Hastur sighed. He didn't care about the fall of the High-Dimensional Overseer 's avatar.

When he emerged from the curtain earlier, he was already on the verge of disintegration. Otherwise, the god of Steam and Machinery's strike wouldn't have hit him so precisely.

"I can try watching from Ouroboros's perspective."

Hastur switched to another channel, like changing TV channels when encountering static.

Different channels playing the same show, it made sense.