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Chapter 621 I, North...

"This magic bullet is forged from the magic core of a sixth-level magical beast. This bullet has all the magic power of a sixth-level magical beast. Isn't this thing much more useful than those disproportionate bows and arrows?" Merlin's words seemed to be an explanation to himself, but in fact he was talking to the moon goddess Selene in his body.

The Moon Goddess rolled her eyes in Merlin's consciousness. Although she was a little reluctant, she had to admit that this thing was indeed better than a bow and arrow.

She even thought about replacing the bow and forging it into a spear once she found her artifact.

North's face was filled with disbelief as he exclaimed, "Impossible, this is impossible! How could you possibly move my body? I have the body of a god of war! Just magic power..."

"Who told you it was magic? I was using divine power." Merlin's mouth curled up slightly, and then he performed American Iai, emptying the magazine at an extremely fast speed.

The six bullets, carrying powerful divine power, hit North like small cannonballs.

There was a series of explosions, and North's body was instantly blown into pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The Eye of the God of War gave Merlin the ability to accurately aim, which worked perfectly with the Moon God Technique and Moon God Archery. Merlin felt like he had unlocked the automatic aiming hook, and he could shoot wherever he pointed, and the power was astonishingly great.

The magic power contained in the magic core of the sixth-level monster was converted into divine power and fired through a revolver. The power of these six shots was so terrifying that they almost took North's life.

This powerful force was like an unstoppable torrent, directly shattering North's body into countless pieces.

The descendants of the God of War in the church were stunned by the scene before them. They had never seen such terrifying power.

Looking at the weapon in Merlin's hand, his heart was full of doubts: What kind of weapon is this? Is it the legendary alchemical tool?

At this moment, North, with only a quarter of his head left, stared at Merlin with the remaining half of his eyeball, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

He couldn't believe that the body he was so proud of could be shattered so easily.

His body is that of a war god. Even if he hasn't fully awakened, he shouldn't be so fragile...

North felt that his consciousness was gradually fading away, and the breath of life was fading away bit by bit.

But he doesn't want to die, and he can't die.

He is North, a descendant of the God of War, a sixth-level strongman who has integrated the blood of many descendants of the God of War. He is only half a step away from stepping into the mysterious seventh level.

His ultimate goal, awakening the bloodline of the God of War, has not yet been completed. He has endured for so many years, conducted so many years of experiments, and sacrificed everything. How can he just fall here?

And he fell in such a dramatic way. When did the sixth level, no, half a step to the seventh level become so worthless!

North roared his soul in his heart, his unwillingness was like a burning flame, raging in his gradually dissipating consciousness.

The situation on the battlefield shifted so quickly that everyone's eyes were fixed on Merlin. Confused by the stares, Merlin said, "Why are you all looking at me? Quickly capture this guy! Why don't you take him alive and interrogate him to find out what's going on?"

After Merlin's reminder, the descendants of the God of War finally woke up from their dream.

The first to jump out was the badly beaten lizardman. He pointed at North and cursed fiercely, "Demon, the flesh tentacles that you used as a barrier have been shattered. Your death is coming! Why don't you just accept it!"

With that aura, people who didn't know the truth would really think that he was the one who turned the tide and ended everything.

The Lizardman won the MVP, and Merlin won without any effort.

"North, you betrayed our Temple of War and your brothers and sisters. You have ended up like this today, you are dead!" As soon as the lizard man finished speaking, the other descendants of the God of War also shouted one after another, and their morale instantly rose.

Especially Daisy, who has transformed into a dragon, is ready to take action.

"hahahahahahahahaha--"

North had only half of his eyeball left. He glanced coldly at everyone present and let out a creepy and terrifying laugh.

His will, which had been gradually dissipating, slowly returned, and his laughter was like an invisible force, drowning out all other sounds.

"Damn North, why are you still so arrogant when you are dying!"

"What are you laughing at!" Daisy shouted angrily, took a big step forward, swung her sharp claws, and directly cut off North's neck.

The remaining quarter of the head rolled to the ground, but North was not dead yet and continued to laugh strangely.

"You are already dead!"

"Tell me what you have done over the years. What on earth is the Ancient God Cult doing?"

"North, you are now at a point where there is no way up to heaven or down to earth. There is no need to be mysterious. Just give up. This is a desperate situation and there is no way out!" Merlin whispered. At the same time, in order to prevent any further variables, he expanded his own domain without hesitation.

The golden field was like a golden light curtain, rapidly opening and steadily covering North's head.

As long as Merlin thinks about it, North will die instantly.

North's laughter stopped abruptly, and he let out two hoarse "haha"s before slowly saying, "I, North, have been bathed in the glory of nobility since birth. As a descendant of the God of War, I was born with an enviable talent for magic. Magic that others have to practice for months is a piece of cake for me. Practicing magic is as easy as drinking water. The blood of the God of War has endowed me with power far beyond that of ordinary people, allowing me to make rapid progress on the path of magic cultivation."

"However, this powerful bloodline is both a blessing and a shackle. As my cultivation realm continues to rise, I gradually discovered that whenever I attempt to step into a higher level and awaken, the War God bloodline within my body will surge like a turbulent undercurrent, hindering me from breaking through that crucial barrier. The closer I get to a higher level, the heavier the constraints brought by this bloodline become, as if an invisible hand is holding me down, preventing me from reaching that higher realm."

"To break free from the constraints of my bloodline and awaken my divine power, I searched far and wide for a way. The God of War didn't have his own cult, so I joined his mother, the Church of the Earth Goddess. I pursued every clue that might unlock the mystery of my bloodline, constantly delving into my research and pondering."

"I even established the Temple of the God of War to attract you, the descendants of the God of War, hoping to explore together the method of awakening your bloodline and step into a higher level. Along the way, we encountered countless difficulties and obstacles, even when the Ancient God Cult pursued us and tried to strangle us. I never thought of giving up. My goal will always be to awaken the bloodline of the God of War and step into a higher level!"

"How could I possibly be defeated here? You think this is a hopeless situation, but little do you know that this is the day I will rise again!"