At this moment, the skeleton was trying to grab the remaining shimmering metal divine spark.

The divine spark was glowing and he felt a familiar aura from the skeleton. He wanted to return to his master's embrace but he could not get in.

"Damn it!"

The skeleton cursed in a low voice, "Angus Dubin's power is repelling it. No, I am Angus Dubin. I don't need it. I am the God of Alchemy, Priestley. It was originally my divine spark!"

The skeleton's consciousness fell into chaos. There seemed to be two souls fighting in his body.

"This guy is not a dead god!"

The Light Throne shouted, "It is an existence born from the fusion of the remnant thoughts after the owner of the two divine sparks fell. We still have a chance! Before he completely inherits the power of the divine spark!"

The eyes of the other three thrones and the Dragon King also shone. Everyone was preparing a terrifying full-strength attack.

"I am the King of Bones, Angus Dubin!" The soul flame in the skeleton's eye sockets jumped. It was obvious that it had taken the undead divinity first. The consciousness of the undead god in its mind had already gained the upper hand.

"I killed Priestley. I should have taken his power!"

The skeleton displayed a god-like majesty. It extended a finger bone and gently tapped on the shimmering metal divinity.

In the next moment, an invisible and mysterious ripple spread from the top of the pyramid to the entire space.

The Four Thrones suddenly stopped and looked around nervously and doubtfully.

Immediately after, the earth trembled.

"Awaken, my sleeping warriors!"

As the skeleton summoned, the divine spark's golden light bloomed like a dazzling sun rising. However, the divine spark's golden light was different from the sun's light. Instead, it had a metallic luster.

The light scattered throughout the entire space and landed on every metallic puppet. The metallic puppet's eyes flashed with a hint of light as it revived. It was as if it had woken up from its long slumber.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of metallic gears colliding rang out from one place before quickly spreading throughout the entire space.

Countless metallic puppets twisted their bodies and stood up from the ground. It was a dense and shocking scene.

Even the Four Thrones felt a sense of terror rise in their hearts. There were still many puppets that possessed a power that was not inferior to that of a divine-ranked.

The metal giants that they had killed earlier, the metal lava scattered on the ground, gathered together once more under the power of their divine sparks and appeared before the thrones in perfect condition.

"Thank you, Master, for resurrecting me." The metal giant respectfully half-knelt in front of the skeleton.

The skeleton ordered in a low voice, "My Commander, kill these despicable intruders!"

The metal giant respectfully accepted the order and turned to look at the four thrones. It raised its huge ax high, and all the metal puppets in the entire space responded to it. Killing intent filled the air.

The Four Thrones and the Dragon King had ugly expressions as they looked at each other.

The next moment, four people and a dragon were engaged in a fierce battle with the entire metal puppet army.

..

"Enough!"

Joelson shouted in a low voice. The platinum light turned into two chains and sent the Holy Zither flying.

His face was gloomy. This woman had been chasing him for two hours since she woke up.

There was no expression on the Holy Zither's face. Two wings of light spread out from her back. The second pair of wings of light also barely materialized but the light was dim.

She had used a secret technique and her purity had been taken away by Joelson. Although she had recovered from her injuries, her strength had decreased a lot. She could barely maintain the strength of a late-stage saint-level. She was no match for Joelson at all.

But Holy Zither stubbornly wanted to go all out against Joelson.

A man who blasphemed the holy light!

Thinking of this, Holy Zither gritted her teeth in hatred.

All the shame, anger, and humiliation that had been abandoned by the divinity returned to her.

Joelson could do nothing but block the attack of the Holy Zither. He retreated far away and glared at Holy, who was hiding in the corner, nibbling at the light while watching the show.

Holy immediately turned its head and stuck out its round butt to nibble at the light elements.

It was as if it was saying, "Don't look at me. I don't know anything. It's none of my business. Carry on."

Joelson continued to fight with Holy Zither for a while.

If it was anyone else, he would have killed them.

However, in order to save him, Holy Zither's strength was greatly reduced and her virginity was taken away by him. Joelson felt guilty and was too embarrassed to fight back, so he had to let Holy Zither vent her anger first.

During this process, Joelson was surprised to find that the light elements in the entire space continuously surged into his body, forming a huge golden ring of light that floated behind him.

It made him look like a messenger of light who had descended from heaven.

At this moment, the light magic elements in his body were so full that they were almost overflowing. The power of the light magic laws had also increased to nearly 400.

If the people of the Church of Light saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked and want to worship him as the holy son.

The light magic talent that Joelson displayed had far surpassed the silver hand or the authority of god.

The abundant light element in the space was much thinner, and most of it was absorbed by Joelson, Holy Zither, and Holy.

When the light element magic element was thin to a certain extent, a white vortex appeared, which was the entrance to the next level of space.

Joelson was delighted and his figure suddenly disappeared in the void. In the next moment, he appeared beside Holy and picked it up.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the entrance again.

The speed of light-type nomological power was faster than any magic he had used before.

Holy Zither was about to catch up with him again with her sword but Joelson casually threw out a light-type imprisonment spell, locking her in place.

Holy Zither struggled with all her might.

Joelson said, "It's too dangerous here. You should leave as soon as possible."

With that, he stepped into the vortex.

The Holy Zither slashed at the vortex fiercely. The space trembled but Joelson's figure had long disappeared.

The Holy Zither's towering chest rose and fell violently due to anger. A cold expression appeared on her perfect face but her eyes flickered with shame and humiliation. She gritted her teeth and said, "Joelson Edward!"

Joelson stepped out of the entrance and a golden light hacked at his head.

Joelson's expression froze and he quickly dodged.

A huge golden sword smashed into the ground, creating a huge hole.

The clumsy and burly metal puppet was slowly pulling the huge sword out of the ground.

Joelson casually waved his hand, and a white-golden light hacked at the metal puppet, leaving a deep mark.

However, it quickly healed at a very fast speed.

These metal puppets seemed to have a life of their own. Joelson frowned slightly while a purple flame rose from his hand.

The power of the flame formed by more than 600 laws was unimaginably hot. It wrapped around the metal puppets' bodies and, in a few seconds, only a pool of boiling hot molten metal was left. Only then did Joelson have the time to look at this place.

It was full of chaos and there were chaotic battles everywhere.

Joelson saw countless metal puppets in the air surrounding and attacking five dazzling lights.