Doctor Dotore of the Fools used his unique slicing technique to separate himself from different periods.
Every slice had a different age, personality, characteristics, and specialty.
The slice responsible for the Xumi God Creation Project this time was one of the strongest slices.
But in front of Yatos, it was nothing.
Every slice was an independent existence, so the desire to live was full.
"I think you should reconsider. Killing me won't do you any good.”
"Why don't you let me go? We fools will compensate you for this.”
At this juncture, Dotore still wanted to negotiate again and clarify the interests. It could also be called coercion and bribery.
Yatos did not fall for this trick. He had caught up to kill this guy as a way to collect interest for Cray.
"Are you done?"
"Then a rat like you can go on your way first.”
Yatos raised his sword and slashed down, but a large cloud of colorful smoke exploded.
"This is…elemental smoke?"
Yatos looked at the rapidly spreading smoke. There were all kinds of elemental reactions in it that could disrupt his senses.
"A rat is a rat after all. His methods are also extremely laughable.”
Yatox smiled disdainfully and stabbed his greatsword into the ground.
In an instant, countless chains of evil fire broke out of the ground and weaved wildly in the elemental smoke.
Soon, a scream came from the smoke. Dotore, who wanted to escape under the cover of the smoke, was nailed to the ground by more than ten chains.
Dotore was covered in blood. His internal organs were pierced and his bones were broken.
No matter how he struggled, he could not shake the chains.
Logically speaking, if he really unleashed a wave of power, he would be able to obtain the power of a demon god's dependent in a short period of time.
However, there was no way to resist this existence called Yatos.
The chains that pierced into his body were not only burning his body, but also his soul.
The scarlet dark magic dispersed the elemental fog, and Yatos did not waste his breath on Toledo.
The Evil Flame Chain tore Dotore into pieces and then fused the flesh and blood into Yatos 'body, replenishing the flesh and blood consumed in the battle and strengthening it greatly.
If he wanted to maintain the state of his body, he still needed high-quality flesh and blood.
At the same time, Dotore's other slices also received the news of death.
After finishing off Dotore, Yatos immediately flew back to the faculty.
Seeing Yatos flying back, the onlookers of Meru City gathered at the gate of the faculty, but no one dared to go in.
Seno, the Gale Scribe, was brave enough to try the traitor himself, but he was stopped by Aierheisen.
In just a short while, when Yatos returned, Azar and the other sages were already half-dead from the torture of the Evil Fire Chains.
Seeing Yatox return, Azar knew that the doctor and the half-built God of Zhengji had failed.
"Impossible, impossible!"
"How can it fail? How is it possible?"
Azar found it hard to accept this reality. Even if it was not completely completed, what was the point of a god that failed so easily?
What was the point of persisting for so many years?
"Ah, Great Sage, how self-conceited, how conceited.”
"Do you know that sometimes stupidity is more disgusting than evil, and it will cause serious consequences?”
"Even now, you still don't want to face the truth.”
This was the last taunt from Yatos. He dragged his greatsword and was about to execute justice.
"No, no, don't kill me."
"I'm a Great Sage, you can't kill me!”
"You can't kill us. We are sages of the Doctrine Institute.”
"Someone, help!”
.....
The fear of death enveloped him, and no matter how much he cried, it was useless.
Yatox raised his sword high and looked at him cruelly.
"I'll chop off your limbs!"
"Dry your spines!"
"Death is only the beginning of your atonement.”
"I will dig out your souls."
"I will trample on your memories.”
The giant sword fell, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. A blood-curdling scream echoed throughout the entire Church.
Amongst the pile of flesh and bones, Yatos pulled out Azar's soul and stuffed it into a chain of evil fire.
Like hellfire, the flames would slowly burn their souls until they were completely burned.
And this process would take hundreds of years.
Their souls were wailing and begging for mercy. To Yatox, the sound was very beautiful.
This was the outcome that a child should have.
P.S. I've already applied to sign the contract. It's estimated that the contract will be signed by tomorrow at the latest. The big shots can rest assured.
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