Starting with Growing Mushrooms-Chapter 168 - 135: God’s Slaughter Game!

Lilith also said, "Your shadow is quite outrageous, able to corrupt most Divine Spirits without corresponding resistance, turning them into the Evil God’s camp."

Every god possesses special Divine Power, each with their own unique lethality.

In the future era, certain mortal heroes might borrow the Divine Power, using the gods’ disregard for mortals to assassinate deities, achieving the feat of slaughtering gods with mortal bodies!

At this moment.

Their wave of mutual praise, coupled with continuous analysis, actually only took a second as they collided in thoughts.

The three Nether Gods suddenly exchanged glances: "So what do we do next?"

Demons, timid and afraid of death.

Now looking at this terrifying Demonized God, they already had thoughts of retreating.

"Go! If he breaks our hearts, and we lose the Divine Object, we would die." Lilith decisively retreated, "We’ll wait until daylight."

The new Wind Demon God couldn’t help but curse loudly: "Daylight? We’re demons, and we’re waiting for daylight? Are you joking?!"

"At least during the day, he doesn’t have the blessing of night; we still have the blessing of the wind." Even Lilith’s tone was somewhat uncertain, but running was the right choice.

Fighting spirit?

Passion? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Sacrifice?

Fighting to the death to create a miracle?

That was something only the hero Rilla would do, it would never happen to the insidious and cunning demons.

They always only fought when the odds were in their favor, bullying the small with the big, the weak with the strong.

As soon as the enemy became even slightly stronger, they would immediately run away, prioritizing their survival.

"Wait!"

After talking for so long, they suddenly had doubts about why God hadn’t chased after them.

As they turned their heads to look.

They found that God hadn’t chased after them at all but was instead standing with arms crossed in front of his chest, watching them with an extremely arrogant posture.

"Mysterious Knight, Plague Knight, Storm Knight, Knight of Darkness."

"Four Knights of the Apocalypse, I’ll leave these three wastes to you."

The Fallen God revealed a cruel and sickly smile; under the blessing of the demon shadow attribute, he became increasingly ruthless with even demonic tendencies, enjoying cat-and-mouse games.

"This guy!" The faces of the three Netherworld Divine Spirits looked extremely grim, but they still continued to run from the heart, preparing to wait for daylight, for the moon to fall and the sun to rise before making plans.

Yet an indescribable sense of suffocation lingered in their hearts.

We are the Demon Kings in the night, after all.

Do we really have to endure until daylight to have a chance to rebel?

Clatter!

A vast white sonic boom line was suddenly drawn across the sky above Hell, like a plane breaking the sound barrier.

The Four Knights, riding the whirlwind provided by the Wind Knight, unleashed various Divine Powers, starting a frenzied pursuit of them.

"Go!" They had no choice but to continue fleeing.

Yet every passive counterattack they made, every blow they struck, was absorbed by the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, continually strengthening their bodies.

Seeing this, Lilith fell silent, a fear rising in her heart:

"This bastard intends to use our repeatedly turned Divine Power, transforming it into attribute fairies, to nourish the four knights."

"When these four knights grow enough to bear Divine Objects, they will kill us, seize the Divine Objects, and replace our positions as Divine Spirits!"

The other side intended to quietly grind them down, using them as sacrificial garments.

"Hide here!"

They hid under the beach on the coast, the sand blown away by the gale revealing their trembling forms beneath the sand dunes.

They hid within a secluded cave in the valley, only to be found by the endless shadows tracking down their true form.

They hid within the body of a shadow Tyrant Dragon in the forest, only for this Tyrant Dragon to be torn apart instantly.

They were in a desperate state, unclear how long they had fled, like soaked dogs being chased down.

The battered Lilith finally awaited the first ray of sunlight at dawn, almost bringing her to tears with joy.

"That’s sunlight! Hold on!"

"It’s daytime!"

This first night in the world was clearly created by Lilith herself, yet it left her with immense fear.

Seeing the sun symbolizing Light brought the Demon Kings to tears with joy.

Lilith said, "Fallen God, without the blessing of night, without the protection of nature, he is no longer in Super Divine Power mode, and we have the blessing of the Wind God."

Now.

She was ready to start a counterattack, to wash away the shame.

The next moment, the Wind Demon God instantly understood, his wind sound spread throughout the world, "Everyone, I need your help to kill God."

"Please move in your cities, push the stagnant air!"

"The force of you powering town windmills will gather here along the wind paths, transforming into endless Divine Power, helping us complete the grand feat of slaughtering a god!"

"Let the billions of demons on this earth join forces to help me kill God!"

The words spread to every kingdom, village, and tribe across the land.

Yet the next moment, demons everywhere were stunned, with hooded elders, little demons with pitchforks, mysterious witches in crow cloaks, silently walking out onto the streets and looking at the sky.

After a moment of stillness, a voice unexpectedly arose from the crowd.

"I refuse to move, refuse to push the windmill, think you can take power from me?"

"It’s better if you die. Why should I help you kill God?"

"I am willing to support God!"

"Get lost!! Damn Demon King, I will not lend you my power!"

...

On the earth, countless demon citizens were naturally rebellious.

"These damned creatures!"

Hearing the voices of the citizens from the whole world, Lilith’s entire body went numb!

Her face was already full of question marks: ???

These damned devils, don’t forget who allowed you to be born in this Hell, who created Hell.