"Every silent night, listen to the secret sound of blood flowing underground;

They enjoy the eerie chants and the songs of the dead alike;

Are they singing of extravagant revenge or desolate despair...."

The strange and terrifying song continued to echo over the sea.

Along with the harmony of humans and gods, and the intense blood light from the [Blood Sacrifice Divine Statue], the golden chains on the chest of "God of Opera" Percy continuously emitted crisp cracking sounds.

They were beginning to snap inch by inch.

Madness, coldness, brutality, murder, misery, pain... countless tragic emotions appeared like a ferocious beast gradually breaking free from captivity, baring fangs and claws in the night sky!

Both the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky fled far away, clearly indicating that the Evil God's declaration of vengeance was not merely a verbal threat.

The clown in the yellow robe made the first move, his robe tail flying high as countless white doves, seemingly folded from white paper, flapped into the air, heading towards Aiven.

Clang... Clang...

Strauss, exuding the aura of an artist, seemed like a conductor standing in a luxurious concert hall, facing hundreds and thousands of audiences and his own symphony orchestra.

He waved his hands in the air, scattering notes across the sky.

A bizarre tune of ghostly laughter and weeping, as if capable of communicating with some strange entities from alternate dimensions.

As the deep sound echoed, eyes filled with cursed emotions opened one after another in the air, staring fixedly at Aiven.

[Forbidden Song: The Thirteenth Eye]

"The Evil God truly has gathered all the phantoms and specters together."

Aiven wasn't too surprised by their attack methods.

Earlier, upon suddenly noticing the all-too-familiar blood moon overhead, he instinctively activated the [Eye of Profound Wisdom] towards "New Inn Port," obtaining some information about the three individuals.

[Extraordinary Profession: Slippery Bone Clown]

Level: Tier 3 Senior; Core Ability: Magic Tricks.

[Extraordinary Profession: Musician]

Level: Tier 3 Peak; Core Ability: Music Master; Mysterious Source: God of Music.

[Extraordinary Profession: Deceit Mage]

Level: Tier 3 Peak; Core Ability: Deceit Manipulation.

Aiven took a special look at the white bone mask on the clown's face, knowing well that it was part of a biological entity, not a mask.

"These guys really picked a good time. The Kingdom's top Extraordinary power is in a poor state after a demigod attack, and even if there's leftover strength.

When it comes down to letting 'God of Opera' escape and ensuring Watt's successful ascension, they will surely choose the latter."

As thoughts raced through his mind, the attacks from the Tier 3 Magical Transcendents had already descended.

Faster than the doves and notes, however, was the attack from the singing [Deceit Mage].

Boom!

The rabbit doll that had been lingering at the girl's feet suddenly exploded into a cloud of black smoke.

When it reappeared, it was almost on Aiven's face, holding a silver gleaming fork poised to stab his eyes.

The Tier 4 Transcendent on the Evil God's side not only was limited in number but also heavily targeted by all opponents. Their mission did not require high combat power; concealment was the primary consideration.

But a full Tier 3 magical configuration was already luxurious enough.

On the Kingdom's side, even after being affected by the "God of Music's" wide-range attack, it was a rare event that they still had the strength to come here for support.

Sizzle——!

A scorching white Sword Qi suddenly spewed from his nasal cavity, turning the rabbit doll into a flurry of black cotton, flying in all directions. Immediately, Aiven felt a drowsiness engulf his mind.

Suddenly, a woman's chilling song echoed in his ears:

"Ah! The thirteenth eye was used for sorrow;

Used for the loss as I think of your petal-covered window at night;

Yet I didn't know, I had opened the thirteenth eye in your dream..."

In Mysticism, while "7" represents mystery and magic, "13" symbolizes ominousness, a symbol of the devil.

"I want you to know, my red lotus blooms in your dreams; I want you to know, I am your Dream Guardian..."

In the flow of the song, a branch slowly grew from his temple, rapidly differentiating into stalks of lotus floating like in water.

Then, buds swelled, and within moments, five or six large scarlet lotuses bloomed.

Each lotus bore, not lotus seeds, but thirteen increasingly large eyeballs.

Suddenly empty inside, Aiven felt the Spiritual within him rapidly depleting due to the lotus growth.

Although it was the [Musician], a Tier 3 Peak, striking out, the eerie extent exceeded the previous wide-range attack by the "God of Music."

Rumbling!

Without hesitation, a massive ocean of thunder exploded over Aiven's head.

Among them, a line of blazing white, sharp as fish or blades, swam in the ocean, flicking its tail and head back, suddenly releasing a loud, incredibly piercing dragon roar.

[Scenic: Thunderous Dragon Roar]

A flash of lightning.

The overwhelming thunder that resonated in both the spiritual world and the material world swept away the eerie music entirely, turning the approaching paper doves into ashes and simultaneously shredding the nearest clown into pieces.

Activating [Creator's Blood], the few lotuses on his forehead swiftly reversed into differentiation, retracting into Aiven's head, reclaiming the recently lost Spiritual.

However, although Aiven seemed to have the upper hand.

The clown's head, still in mid-air, continued to emit a sharp, grating laugh, "Ahh, Gah, Gah, Gah..."

That fragmented body juggled with more than a dozen red balls, tossing them out like cannonballs.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The blazing flame pillar of bright yellow shot into the sky.

At the same time.

The black cotton scattered across the sky reassembled, transforming into one rabbit doll after another identical to the original, each holding a silver dinner fork.

Then, with button eyes, they coldly glanced at Aiven, who sidestepped to avoid the flame pillar, before each exploded into plumes of black smoke.

Meanwhile, the music echoing in the night sky changed once again.

"Forbidden Song: Black Friday"

The melody was consistently filled with negative and somber emotions, making one's heart feel hopeless, and temptingly wish to draw a sword and end it all.

Known as one of the three great forbidden songs in the contemporary world, Strauss had played the entire piece in one go.

If he were merely an ordinary musician, just being caught by any human kingdom would inevitably result in a lifelong sentence based on this crime alone.

Facing the mind debuff, the tidal wave of dolls, and the dismembered clown's all-out assault.

Even Aiven, possessing Tier 4 Badge Knight and Tier 3 Peak High-Rank Wizard Extraordinary level, couldn't help but feel a headache.

These guys, despite their absolute power strength being low, each had extremely bizarre methods coupled with strong survival instincts, making them truly troublesome.

Just as Aiven prepared to unleash "Truth Judgment" to attempt a violent clearing,

That brief delay allowed that song to end.

Deceit Mage Britney's hand holding the "Blood Sacrifice Divine Statue" suddenly shattered, a blood-red pillar shot skyward, directly targeting the blood moon hanging in the night sky.

Crack!

Thud!

With the sound of chains breaking, the heart of all four present violently leaped simultaneously.

Suddenly looking up, they saw the chains before the chest in the sky had snapped entirely, shoulders trembling with silent laughter, the "God of Opera" Percy.

Whoosh—!

Infinite negative emotions had transformed into rolling clouds, obscuring the moon restored to its original state.

Further away, over a thousand kilometers in the depths of the Black Sea, the "God of Music" Tru Ningbra and Saint Angel Belenus were engaged in battle; clearly, the thickest thigh was now utterly unreliable.

Aiven's face stiffened, his mind blank.

"Soloing an Evil God? That's... giving me too much credit, right?"

Yet, having personally killed an ancient demigod on Muriya Island before, Aiven's combat instincts quickly kicked in.

Whizz! Whizz!

Two specially made "Truth Judgments" were already thrown out.

"Hm?"

Seeing the artificial weapon flying towards him.

Having set the stage, preparing to sing a high-note massacre for "New Inn Port," the "God of Opera" tilted his head in confusion, the heavily made-up face breaking into a dense sneer:

"Interesting! Are you amusing yourself fighting me?"

Not even bothering to dodge.

The presence imbued with divinity meant absolute invincibility to mortals!

Not to mention the human creations without any Extraordinary Spiritual Light; even those at the Tier 4 Crowned Wizard level, standing at the mortal pinnacle of the Material World, couldn't scratch the surface of a demigod using conventional means.

No intention to waste words with Him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Aiven swiftly donned a full-cover "White Lead" armor, resembling that of the Muriyans.

Crash! Crash!

With two earth-shattering explosions, a panicked scream with horror echoed through the blazing flames.

The trio, who thought they were out of trouble, had their faces instantly change.

Aiven, already prepared, couldn't help but feel instant joy.

"It truly works!"

Although Aiven had the full set of research data from the Muriyans, Olivia's "True Sight Demon Eye" had completely understood the preparation methods for these two magical materials.

Yet, replicating them outside temporarily lacked the most crucial raw material—human power of hatred towards corresponding deities.

Fortunately, adhering to the principle "those who do not worry about distant things will surely worry about nearby ones,"

They had collected a lot of "White Lead" and "Black Tin" products when participating in the god-slaying battle with the Muriyans before.

Aiven's repertoire was far richer than the Muriyans', for instance, those two "Truth Judgments"...

The rockets were still "Metallic Hydrogen" rockets, but they loaded with Aiven's custom "Black Tin Fragment Damage Origin"!

"Seeing as the previous 'Black Tin' is still effective, don't blame me for not honoring Martial Virtue!"

Whoosh—!

"Wizard's Garden" swiftly unfurled, with Aiven tossing 1500 loaded "Black Tin" "Truth Judgments" into the sky, firmly bound with "Divine Power" magnetic field.

Bang!

Also threw a treasure chest shining golden at his feet.

Although they didn't have the chance like the Muriyans to seek earth vein nodes in advance and set the "Earth Vein Sealing Bolt," the "Ocean Treasure: King Mansa Musa's Treasure Box" Aiven held was far more effective.

Effect: Can freely enable, disable "Magic Forbidden Barrier," "Immune Divination," "Conceal Traces," "Direction Confusion," "Existence Concealment," "No-Fly Zone," "Spiritual Isolation," "Space Lock," "Shadow Realm Ban."

Caressing his chest lightly, Aiven dramatically sang a line to the "God of Opera" emerging from the "Black Tin" shrapnel rain:

"Presenting you a song: Your whole world starts raining!"

Even if one fragment could force -0.1, but if there were a thousand, ten thousand... it made god-slaying possible.

Imprison everything, move mountains and seas, limitless oceans!

"Ignite!"

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!...