Chapter 701: Old Psychedelia (Page 1/1)

Harnessing the power of destruction, the god of hypocrisy laughs wildly and wickedly:

"Is this what you do? You're welcome, just spread it out to your heart's content. ”

A blood-colored spear stretched out from the god's waist, and with the dance of its body, it quickly sliced at a dead god, and the dead god was slashed by the bloodline.

The god Ramon struck with a strong snarl, and the roar continued.

In the wild laughter of the god of hypocrisy, the blood-colored spear and the golden spear clashed at each other, severing the spear as quickly as scrap metal.

The destructive power of the world suddenly passed downward, covering the ankle of his left foot, and with the god of hypocrisy stepping downward, he jumped high with the help of the force of the shock, and a tail that was completely connected by sharp bone fragments threw out of itself, and was caught off guard, and the god Ramon was entangled on the spot.

The god of hypocrisy showed a disdainful expression on his hideous face, and the five fingers of his right hand poked out like a razor, cutting five lines of blood and cutting through the body of the god Ramon.

"Destroy!"

The terrifying blood-colored power burst to the limit, and the Ramon God instantly turned into pieces.

The hypocrite god has a growing grip on the 'destructive power of the world', and now he has the demeanor of a god of destruction.

On the other hand, the Eternal Tribulation Dream Chrysalis completely controlled the situation with the terrifying physical power of the fallen god species, and was able to suppress all the death gods without the use of weapons, and once quickly killed the two dead gods when the enemy formation was scattered, and the threat level was only higher than that of the hypocritical gods.

The two powerful and evil gods are all but in control, and it is only a matter of time before they win the final victory, provided that nothing happens.

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At this moment, outside the Forgotten Realm, the God of Time has condensed an incarnation, whose strength is also about one-tenth of the body, and it is as easy to penetrate into the world of the 'Well of Silence' as if it had passed through a crystal film.

The god of time's control of the incarnation is very perfect, and the penetration of the incarnation has not caused a backlash from the rules, and naturally, it will not attract the attention of the underworld alliance.

However, the real fluctuations occur within the spirit realm.

Perhaps sensing the aura of the same kind, Ganotolia, who had completely fused with the origin of the plane, had a tendency to awaken.

The first to bear the brunt is the night itself, under his perception, a chaotic and vast spirit is waking up from its deep sleep, beyond the boundary between life and death, in the madness, it actually makes the night rise a little fascinated emotions.

Chaos Charm (Extreme)!

Every intelligent species living under order has a desire for freedom, and the chaos camp has conveniently used this desire to skillfully transfer the pursuit of freedom to the pursuit of chaos, and [Chaos Charm] was born.

The Old Dominator is a more chaotic being than the Demon God of Chaos, and this almost unstoppable allure is not deliberate, but awakens spontaneously with the revival of Ganotolia's consciousness.

All of a sudden, the night seemed to be caught in a torrential rainstorm, like a person about to drown, unable to move and unable to save himself, only to watch the evil will continue to revive.

The ripples flickered, and another figure flew in.

Dressed in amber robes, wearing a silver mask, and wielding a scythe, he is the embodiment of the god of time!

Time incarnate holds the scythe in both hands and pushes it out from the chest outward.

In an instant, the sickle outlines the style of a clock, and the hands flick wildly, releasing waves of invisible ripples.

Time fluctuations spread throughout the space, and in just one moment, it was still a stormy wave, and the next moment it was like a freeze, falling into solidification.

It is not the evil will that solidifies, but time.

The time that dominated the place temporarily prevented the revival of Ganotolia, but the incarnate god of time could not suppress it for too long, and a tenth of the surface of the barren planet was already lit up, releasing a six-colored brilliance.

It is possible for Ganotolia to break free of Time Stand Still at any time and recover completely, leaving little time for the night.

Cangye, who shares the same soul as the god of time, understands that as a doppelganger of the Lord of billions of radiances, the god of time does have an extraordinary connection with Ganotolia.

The Old Dominators cannot be defined by race, but are made up of a more advanced structural model, and the Old Dominators all share the same essence, which is the unspeakable Chaos.

Because they have the same essence, the old rulers can attract each other and cooperate as companions, but mutual attraction can also evolve into existential integration, which can lead to mutual fighting, or devouring each other.

Unfortunately, it was the devouring desire that was aroused by the god of time.

The strong sense of confrontation has greatly accelerated the awakening process of Canatolia, and the night must act quickly.

The incarnation of time swung the scythe, shattering the restraint of time on the body, and between the flying blades, it bypassed the static spiritual storm and carved a path that could lead directly to the corpse of Ganotolia.

Nightshade scurried with a black knife in hand, and in less than a moment it had landed on the corpse of the planet.

Standing on the planet of the dead, what you can see is a terrifying landscape, like a hellish environment, which makes the faint of heart fall into fear.

It really seems like a completely strange planet, with an exotic geography and structure, and it is hard to imagine that this entire planet is the corpse of a huge creature.

From a distance, the slightly raised craters are simply extinct volcanoes, some of which have rekindled the beacon fires, and the solidified pitch-black flames are like evil spirits with teeth and claws, extending out, and standing still in mid-air.

The Black Flame is where the life of Ganotolia lies, and it is also one of the derivatives of the essence of the soul.

Although he knew that cutting off a wisp would bring him a lot of experience, Nightnight had to restrain this desire, which would only awaken the old ruler sooner.

Nightly found an extinct volcano that had not erupted with black flames, jumped into it, and jumped into it.

Taking the human body as a reference, the extinct volcanoes are the pores of man, and for Canatolia they are the eruption points of life.

Spread the dragon's wings, and the night glides deep into the interior of the planet.

The extinct volcano seems to be connected to the abyss, and I don't know how long it has been flying, and the night has not touched the ground.

Silently calculating the distance, finally, the glide came to an end, and in a dark and lightless realm, what appeared in the perspective of the night was a completely solidified ball of black flame, almost like a miniature version of the black sun, but still huge compared to the human body.

This is the heart of the Canatolia, and the key to mastering the origin of the plane.

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