"Necromancer God, your reign ends here! And I will take your place!"

The God of Bones burst into laughter, the Bone Blade in his hand glinting with a cold light. He was already impatient, eager to taste the death of the former main god.

The Necromancer God did not retort; his expression was extremely grim.

Lacking items, lacking Divine Power, and with his Origin damaged, the black mist giant could only continuously retreat. Just dodging the slashes already consumed all his energy.

"Don't think you can ignore us!"

To cover the black mist giant, a Green Water Lizard activated an enhancement Skill, its body suddenly swelling up, even taking on the appearance of a sub-Dragon, and charged towards the Skeleton Giant.

"Seeking death!"

The Skeleton Giant swung its hand fiercely, directly pushing the Green Water Lizard away, then raised its blade and brought it down, splitting the Green Water Lizard vertically in half.

Buzz!

The Green Water Lizard's body transformed into a white light and was teleported out of the dungeon.

They were all summoned by Human Adventurers through contracts. After death, as long as their soul was not intercepted, they could safely return to the Sacred Lake under the protection of the Otherworld's rules.

the animals of the Sacred Lake, in order to restrain the God of Bones, did not hesitate to approach dangerous distances. On average, with every Bone Blade slash, one to two Animals died, turning into white light and teleporting back to the Sacred Lake.

Watching so many Animals go to their deaths for him, a sense of unbefitting guilt surprisingly arose in the Necromancer God's heart.

The Lord of Spirits had already bought him enough opportunities, not only spending a large amount of Divine Power to break the Twisted God's blockade but also commanding the animals of the Sacred Lake to protect him.

It was hard to imagine what kind of look the Lord of Spirits would give him if he failed.

At the same time, his mind was rapidly calculating how to kill the God of Bones.

As the former main god of the God of Bones, he knew very well where the God of Bones' weakness lay.

As long as he withstood the opponent's first blade strike and forced his way into close combat, he could suppress the opponent.

With that fragile skeleton, once suppressed, the opponent would never be able to stand up again.

He would ride on the opponent's body and smash the opponent's bones into powder, punch by punch.

However, the Bone Blade in the opponent's hand was much stronger than before, directly compensating for the weakness of the giant skeleton.

His Divine Power was insufficient; just maintaining the black mist giant's form was his limit. In this situation, if he took a single Bone Blade slash, he would be split in half.

If only he had a little more Divine Power—

No matter how many ideas he had, they all required Divine Power to support them.

If his Divine Power was above a thousand points, he could use his Authority trump card to forcibly stifle the God of Bones' Avatar.

"Lord Necromancer God—"

At this moment, the Necromancer God's mind stirred, hearing a familiar summoning voice.

"Lord Necromancer God—"

The voice was distant, one large and one small. Based on the direction, it could be determined to be from Blue Star.

This call came from a Sacrificial Ritual on Blue Star.

After discerning who was calling him, the Necromancer God's face immediately lit up with wild joy.

The ones calling him were his believers—Yage and Wright!

"Excellent—no, cough cough, why are you calling me at this time?"

The Necromancer God quickly corrected himself and responded in his mind.

That was close, he almost exposed his vulnerability in front of his believers.

Yage's voice came through:

"Lord Necromancer God, we heard from the Lame Rat in Keye City that you are fighting an Alien God and are about to give out."

On Blue Star, in the Eastern Forest Farm outside Keye City,

In an open space, monster corpses were piled up like mountains, and eight dark green torches stood around, clearly hosting a ritual.

Yage was the host of the Sacrificial Ritual.

A large group of the Necromancer God's followers knelt behind them, their expressions devout.

There were many monsters within Myanmar's borders, especially in this forest farm area, where a large Otherworld Rift had appeared.

Yage preserved this Otherworld Rift, and every so often, he would lead his followers here to harvest monsters and collect necromantic aura to offer to the Necromancer God.

Others were still transporting more monster corpses towards the central Sacrificial Formation.

It seemed that the ritual preparations were not entirely complete, but upon learning of the Necromancer God's critical situation, they prematurely began the Sacrificial Ritual to establish contact with him.

As for how the Lame Rat knew about the situation here?

Even with a moment's thought, it was clear that the Lord of Spirits, who had been constantly monitoring this place, must have told it.

He himself hadn't thought of this method.

He hadn't expected that Black Bird could still use outside tactics; this fellow was indeed extremely clever!

However, his predicament had been completely revealed to his two believers.

Necromancer God: "..."

Simply meddlesome!

But well done!

Two emotions mixed together, brewing in his heart, making the Necromancer God both love and hate.

Considering that they were indeed saving his life, he endured it.

He feigned composure and replied, "Don't believe the Lord of Spirits' lies; my situation isn't that dangerous."

The other side paused for a moment, then tentatively said:

"Then should we withdraw the ritual? We have prepared generous offerings for you, but they will take several more hours to be fully ready."

If the ritual was fully prepared, the conversion rate of monster corpses to necromantic aura would be higher.

The loyal Yage couldn't bear to see the hard-collected monster corpses wasted like this; these were all sources of the Necromancer God's power.

As soon as these words came out, the Necromancer God was even momentarily stunned.

Withdraw your head, you idiot!

Seeing this foolish believer still thinking of stopping the ritual, the Necromancer God wished he could reach out and slap him across the planes.

He said anxiously:

"Idiot! Hurry and send it to me, do not stop the ritual!"

"Alright, then the ritual will continue!"

Yage had begun to get used to the Necromancer God's changeable attitude. He turned around and said to the devout followers,

"Lord Necromancer God has spoken, let us continue the ritual."

The two knelt halfway, leading the prayers towards the mountainous pile of monster corpses:

"Great Necromancer God, Master of Death, source of all ends, please accept the loyal prayers of your believers—"

Eight dark green torches each shot out a black line, connecting into an octagon that enveloped the pile of monster corpses.

Thick black smoke emanated from the pile of corpses, then was drawn by the Sacrificial Formation, flying into a tiny crack above.

Meanwhile, in the Flesh and Blood Town dungeon,

The Sanctuary Barrier above actively opened a gap, and abundant necromantic aura surged into the dungeon through the crack.

They transformed into a dark black cloud, hanging above the black mist giant's head.

Drip—

Drip... "Is it raining?"