Among the many sons of the Lord of Despair, the only one the God of Time fears is the eldest son of despair, the King of Terror.

It was this fearful eldest son who came this time.

The eyes of the god of time glowed with a burst of golden light, and in an instant, he dodged away from his original position, and the projection of the kingdom of the gods also moved with the footsteps of the god of time, and the coverage area shrank abruptly, creating a vision of golden light surrounding the god and flowing in ripples.

Through these eyes, the controller of time has seen the future situation, so he changes his strategy and seizes the opportunity.

Just after the night left, the position where he had been standing suddenly distorted, and a withered figure pierced through it, exuding a monstrous majestic aura from its body, its arms raised and its palms downward, its majesty like a hand holding a mountain, and throwing it out.

The Dreadful King's Landing is suspected to have mastered the space priesthood, and can travel between various planes and dimensions at will, without hindrance, even if it is the projection of the Kingdom of God, it cannot hinder it in the slightest.

The god of time swung his scythe and reversed the flow of water and wound upward, and the power of the Void Mountains was wiped out without a trace.

In a short encounter, the two sides fought to a draw.

Before this moment, the desperate sons who had been suffering unilaterally felt the breath of the Terrible King's Landing, and their hearts could not help but be shaken, not excited, but nervous and uneasy.

Sure enough, after giving up, the King of Terror turned around, looked at his brothers with a withered and terrifying face, and said in a solemn tone:

"Brothers, I'm disappointed in you."

The Black Spider Emperor wanted to refute it, but the words came to his lips and swallowed them back raw.

He should have understood that the desperate firstborn is most like his father, just as cruel and ruthless, and just as disliked to listen to so-called grievances.

The King's Landing seemed to be unafraid of a sneak attack, with his back to the god of time, looking down on his brother with majestic eyes:

"I don't expect anything from your strength, but ......"

The King's Landing casually glanced at the situation on the ground, and his tone became even colder:

"You can't fight a god because your strength is weak, but if you can't even sweep away the power of the gods, this is an insult to your father!"

On the ground, the fierce attack of the Black Tide still could not break the defense, and even under the counterattack of the other party, it was in chaos, consuming useless troops in vain.

The King of Terror could not tolerate this humiliation, and suddenly, an invisible divine power erupted from Him, causing the road of despair to resonate continuously.

As if in response to the call of the desperate eldest son, a large number of desperate minions rushed to the front line.

The new minions were larger in size, sharper in size, more decaying in despair and deeper in pitch-black colors.

Not only has the strength increased greatly, but the leader of the Kuroshio has finally appeared.

Suspended in mid-air, hundreds of tentacles stretched out from under the cloaks of creatures dressed in black cloaks with skeletal faces, each with a treacherous psychic energy, injected into the brains of desperate minions like a cow's hair.

In an instant, it seemed that all the anxiety and fear had disappeared, and a void of nothingness was born leisurely in the empty body, as if at this moment, these minions had become truly desperate walking corpses.

The chaos of the Kuroshio Tide stopped in an instant, and the style of action became awe-inspiring and orderly, and in a short period of time, the situation was reversed in an instant, and the rest of the people suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

What changed all that was the emergence of leaders.

These suspended leaders are the guardians of the Dreadful King's Landing, created as natural leaders.

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Under their command, the chaotic swarm of bees has become like a real army, knowing how to fight together, and even more fearless to death, and the pressure on the resting people has increased exponentially.

When he had done all this, the King of Terror turned and looked at the god of time, still teaching his brother:

"I'm disappointed by your incompetence, and now that you are no longer needed here, get out."

The three desperate sons did not refute, and immediately turned their guns, ready to vent their anger on mortals.

Night's preset defense mechanism did not allow mortals to resist the plan of the desperate Aiko, and the god of time immediately intervened to intercept it.

The time dimension was distorted again, and countless figures came out of various planes and planes, ready to drag the three desperate sons back to this battlefield again.

That's when —

"Ruler of time, you are too arrogant."

The Dread King's Landing figure twisted again, and his hands suddenly sank into the void, suddenly turning the entire starry sky upside down.

There was a violent vibration in the surrounding space, and the void barrier rippled layer by layer, and hundreds of giant claws slowly popped out between the rolling waves, each of which was as white as a skeleton, and the fingertips were wrapped with pitch-black flames, grabbing at the god of time, this majesty, as if to turn everything to ashes.

The god of time holds the scythe of time in one hand and the projection of the kingdom of God in the other.

In just a moment, the projection of the Kingdom of God suddenly exploded, and hundreds of millions of streamers swept through the four poles and eight desolations, shooting the giant claws that were grabbing towards him into thousands of holes.

This destructive force has no intention of ceaseless, and in the violent collision, it forcefully breaks the isolation of the King's Landing, and the shattered aftermath drags the three desperate sons who are on the brink into the battlefield again.

Hundreds of millions of streamers are intertwined with the wind and arrows, sweeping in all directions.

The Dreadful King's Landing reacted quickly, and its figure briefly traversed the void and appeared in another position, its cloak fling, one corner of which showing signs of light corrosion.

The speed of light was unmatched, and King's Landing was still a step slower after all.

Glancing at the damaged corners of his clothes, King's Landing said expressionlessly:

"Is this your hole card? It's a pity. ”

"Next, you won't stand a chance."

As he spoke, the Dreadful King's right hand came from the depths of the cloak, palm facing upward, and a spiral force surged up, heading straight for the galaxy.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The stars frozen in the sky were pulled at this moment, and with the force of the spiral energy, they flew and circled towards the center, as if they were swallowed by a black hole, forming a huge and peerless vortex.

The universe, the void, the immense power of the Dread King's Landing is pulled like plasticine at will.

The plane barrier was under unimaginable impact at this moment, and millions of cracks burst out just by remaining energy, and with the continuous expansion of the black hole vortex, the stars were constantly being torn apart and grinding, and the energy was constantly being pumped and compressed, ready to pour out at any time.

This power is enough to easily destroy a higher plane!