Within the range of the Goddess of Music's voice, all the holy spirits fell silent, losing their previous chaos. But above the Church of the God of War, something changed. Roaring and howling sounds continuously echoed from the church, and soon the space itself seemed to warp and twist. Looking through the sky above the war temple, everything began to distort. Before long, a twisted, grotesque figure emerged, as if crawling from the depths of hell... No, this wasn't a demon. Though the monster had become deformed, you could still make out that this was none other than the God of War.

Except this phantom of the God of War had blood-red eyes, a twisted body, and a vicious expression, with several tentacles extending outward. It looked absolutely terrifying, enough to chill anyone to the bone.

Especially those roaring and howling sounds—they could stir up the savagery in everyone nearby! It formed a stark contrast to the Goddess of Music's voice.

Watching this scene, the magicians were nearly scared stiff. They knew something had gone wrong with the Church of the God of War, knew this whole thing was probably caused by the God of War himself, but they never imagined there'd actually be a phantom of the God of War here, such a horrifying monster...

"Stay calm! This definitely isn't the one we're thinking of—otherwise, why would the Goddess of Music's voice make this monster writhe in anger?! Keep pumping in more magic power! We can win this! We will!"

One magician seemed to snap out of it, shouting orders at everyone around him, jolting them all awake. Wave after wave of magic power poured in, and the Goddess of Music's requiem now seemed like surging ocean waves, crashing toward the war temple one after another.

Meanwhile, the ghost of the God of War stood like a stubborn reef, refusing to fall, trying to resist this sacred power while continuously emitting howling sounds. The people around had long been stunned by this scene, standing there with blank stares and weak knees. Even the God of War's believers, looking at the phantom above the temple, showed only fear in their eyes—their faith had completely vanished.

Forget about these ordinary believers—even the surviving clerics, watching this unfold, showed intense shock, fury, and disbelief in their eyes. But how could they break free from their mental constraints so quickly? They just stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

The powers of the Goddess of Music and the God of War began clashing, colliding, and interweaving in the sky, constantly erupting with deafening booms that rattled everyone around. Countless people fled in all directions, as if they'd seen something horrifying.

This place, at this very moment, was like the area outside the Goddess of Magic's divine realm. Except outside the Goddess of Magic's divine realm, it was the God of War's true form battling against the Lady of the Magic Net. If any weaker gods' realms appeared in that zone, just touching the aftershocks could make them collapse entirely—you can imagine the power. Here, it was just the Goddess of Music's requiem transmitted through the Magic Net, battling against the mutated phantom of the God of War summoned through sacrifice. Even so, the impact on mortals was absolutely massive.

The clash of these two forces grew more intense, as if they wanted to tear the entire sky apart. Strange sounds wove together, collided, and exploded in the air. The surrounding space seemed to ripple slightly, accompanied by terrifying rumbling sounds.

Time ticked by, second by second. That phantom of the God of War was, after all, just a mutated thing produced during the sacrifice process, like driftwood without roots. If the people around were still performing sacrifices, still praying, then it would be a bridge—a bridge connecting the mortal realm to the God of War. In this process, it would become incredibly powerful and stable, even having a chance to transform into a lesser god of the war pantheon. But now, within the Goddess of Music's coverage area, everyone had stopped praying, so naturally the phantom's power kept weakening.

After who knows how long, the phantom finally dissipated completely.

Even so, the magicians didn't dare let their guard down. They kept pumping magic power into the Magic Net, transmitting as much sound as possible while also sweeping clean the war temple.

Some magicians relaxed enough to transmit everything that just happened onto the Magic Internet.

"Damn it! So it really was the Church of the God of War behind this?!"

"Can't believe the Church of the God of War is this twisted!"

"So the real way to use this sound is to play it directly at the Church of the God of War's temples! Got it, I'm heading there now!"

"If I remember right, this is the same temple that was exposed earlier, where that war church bishop died, right? So they really were performing evil sacrifices?"

More and more people joined the discussion, more and more discovered the key points, more and more got inspired. It seemed that at this moment, the truth had surfaced. It seemed that at this moment, people had found an outlet for their anger. Countless supernatural beings simply launched direct assaults on nearby war temples. Countless lords, after using the Magic Net's music to calm down their personal guards, launched fierce attacks on the war temples!

They seemed to be seeking revenge, venting their anger, or perhaps by destroying the war temples, they could prove that their earlier foolishness was entirely because they'd been influenced by these people... In just a few hours, it went from everyone praying to the God of War to everyone wanting to wipe out the Church of the God of War—at least within the coverage area of the Magic Net and Magic Power Network.

Soon, some people discovered that as long as they wiped out the war temples where "blood sacrifice" rituals had occurred, even people who hadn't heard the Goddess of Music's voice would return to normal. After this realization, these people acted as if they'd received some righteous mandate, becoming even more frenzied.

Even families with some business ties to the Church of the God of War began launching fierce offensives against the war temples.

The situation seemed to reverse in this moment.

Especially the guardian faction of war church believers—at this moment, they seemed to have reached the peak of disappointment and began attacking those who wanted to plunge the world into ultimate war. No one had the energy to pray anymore...

When the sky turned pale with dawn, the world seemed to return to calm. But everywhere, smoke still rose. Countless war temples had been destroyed. Who knows how many war church clerics had been tied to crosses—people were preparing to use the most traditional method, the Church of the God of War's favorite method, to test whether these clerics were truly the embodiment of evil...

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