However, the situation around the World still hadn't improved much.
Because Orochi's Fangs fear aura had already enveloped the entire globe, under this shroud.
Except for a few strong-willed individuals, everyone else constantly felt as if a cold gun was pressed against their Sun.
This feeling, like a persistent maggot, slowly eroded people's sanity, even pushing the strongest individuals to the brink of madness.
The suicide rates and robbery rates around the World were continuously rising.
— — —
Demon Group
White light illuminated from Xiaoyu's hand, enveloping the entire Demon Group and shielding them from the influence.
"Xiaoyu has also become so powerful."
Penny's face was filled with admiration.
"I also want to be a goddess."
Nina's face was full of envy.
"Goddess, goddess."
Morgan called out from the side, echoing them.
Xiaoyu's nose turned up from the praise; she wasn't as useless as Hela said.
Damian quietly began to train, realizing he was still too weak.
— — —
San Francisco.
"Dad, boo hoo, I feel so awful!"
A father looked at his constantly crying daughter, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Tiffany, just hold on a little longer."
The father held a pistol in his hand, repeatedly raising and lowering it. He knew that just one pull could end all the pain.
"Boo hoo, Dad..."
His daughter's cries pierced his heart like sharp knives.
"Oh, Demon King!"
The father desperately raised the pistol to his Sun, his finger touching the trigger.
Just as he was about to end the pain.
"Listen carefully, all humans on Earth, to what I am about to say."
A voice echoed from televisions, street big screens, and community broadcasts.
Whether crying, committing suicide, or robbing, everyone stopped their actions.
An aged figure in a magnificent black robe appeared on the television.
"I am the Pope of the Demon King Cult. I know you are all in great pain right now, but you must persevere.
Because this is God of Fear's provocation against the Demon King's territory. Now, your Death will become nourishment for the enemy.
According to the Demon King Cult's doctrine, your Death is aiding the enemy, and after Death, you will fall into the eighteen layers of hell to suffer a hundred years of torment.
These torments will vary based on your method of Death.
Now, let me introduce them to you.
The first layer… "
The Pope began to explain unhurriedly, describing it vividly and graphically.
People around the World broke out in cold sweat, even the children's cries lowered, and their eyes grew increasingly terrified.
Question: What is the best way to comfort someone in fear?
Answer: Deeper fear!
All those contemplating suicide threw their knives and guns far away. They could distinguish between momentary pain and a hundred years of torment, knowing which was heavier.
In a small alley.
"No, no, no, please don't kill me, I don't want to go into the oil pot!"
A middle-aged man pleaded with a burly man.
The burly man threatened.
"Give me all your money."
Soon, the burly man looked at the wallet, phone, and password in his hand, his face filled with greedy eyes.
"Additionally, for those who commit robbery, murder, rape, or theft during this chaos, there will be an eighteen-day hell tour package, personalized Demon companionship, and other activities…"
Cold sweat broke out on the burly man's face, and he quickly returned everything to the other person.
"I, I didn't rob; I just picked everything up and returned it to the owner."
Such situations were everywhere, with people voluntarily surrendering, compensating, and in short, these criminals were doing their best to make amends for their mistakes.
— — —
Orochi's Fangs frowned; the amount of fear had suddenly decreased.
Mortal plans were indeed unreliable.
But it was enough.
"It's time. My power is now sufficient to slaughter Odin and all of Asgard. Now, prepare to face your final destiny."
A powerful fear force erupted from Orochi's Fangs, and the palace beneath his feet, along with the land, trembled.
"Father, what about the prophecy?"
Scáthach was a little worried.
In the prophecy, God of Fear would be killed by Odin's son, perishing together.
"This is where you come in, my daughter. Are you willing to give everything for me?"
Orochi's Fangs looked at Scáthach.
"Of course, Father, everything I have was given by you."
Scáthach's eyes were filled with loyalty.
— — —
New York
A huge fissure suddenly opened in the ground of the city center, and a massive floating island slowly rose, ascending into the sky above the city.
Dense lightning, like silver snakes, poured down from the floating island, wildly striking the area below.
Instantly, houses collapsed one after another, and vehicles exploded and caught Fire, yet surprisingly, there were no casualties.
Other areas of New York were packed with dense crowds of people.
"That was a close call. If it were just me, I definitely wouldn't have made it in time."
Quicksilver looked at FAIZ beside him.
"Hahahaha, tremble, kneel, worship the true God!"
Orochi's Fangs laughed wildly, controlling the floating island as it advanced.
"Usurper, I've come to reclaim my throne!"
Bang!
A blue beam of light shot directly at Orochi's Fangs from afar.
Orochi's Fangs raised his hand to catch it.
A deformed cannonball.
His gaze followed the direction, and on a tall building, a green-haired woman was coldly staring at him.
"Here, you will only find your tombstone."
"Tombstone? The whole World will beg me for forgiveness!"
Orochi's Fangs gave a cold laugh.
Nazi robots and cyclops appeared from the floating island, landing in the city below and wantonly destroying everything.
And Orochi's Fangs raised Orochi's Fangs in his hand, and black lightning continuously gathered.
Lorna's reaction was quick; she continuously fired electromagnetic cannons, trying to stop him.
But they were all blocked by the constantly appearing Nazi robots and cyclops using their bodies.
"Fear!"
In an instant, an energy beam composed of lightning shot out from Orochi's Fangs. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to ignite, emitting sizzling sounds.
This attack, imbued with powerful divine power, was almost impossible for anyone to withstand.
Lorna wanted to escape, but it was too late; she could only watch helplessly as the attack rushed towards her.
At Qi Nuo Manor, Pamela slightly raised her hand and then lowered it.
Just as it was about to hit.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Five black city walls blocked Lorna's path.
The energy beam broke through the first four, stopping before the last wall.
In the sky.
A helmeted figure slowly descended onto the black city wall, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip Water, his eyes filled with rage and killing intent.
"What do you want to do to my daughter!"
Orochi's Fangs recognized him, the blasphemer who stole his Orochi's Fangs.
"Blasphemer!"
The next moment, White and Black beams of light shot out simultaneously from Eric and Orochi's Fangs's hands, and two powerful energies collided violently in mid-air.
A huge electromagnetic pulse wave erupted in the air, causing countless cars and home appliances to spark.
Eric raised both hands.
All the Nazi robots twisted, deformed, and shattered, forming a cloud of metal in the sky.
He pressed his hands down, and countless metal fragments precisely killed every monster, with the remaining ones rushing towards Orochi's Fangs.
Black lightning erupted around Orochi's Fangs, vaporizing all approaching metal fragments.
"Useless, blasphemer, your power is too weak. Find me a true God!"
Rumble!
A Black lightning bolt struck down from above Eric's head, rushing towards him.
Several Black stone spikes, like sharp swords, fell from the sky, precisely blocking this fatal blow.
The stone spikes collided with the lightning, emitting a loud bang and a shower of sparks.
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