Chapter 792: Despair Claws

The god of time raised his head and looked up at the vast nebula vortex above him, and the terrifying suction power could swallow it up even with light.

There was a devastating force brewing within, and that breath would make even the true god himself tremble.

Able to easily destroy a higher world, the Dread King's Landing undoubtedly possesses the strength of a superior true god.

In this multiverse, apart from the powerful gods, the higher true gods are the strongest beings, and now, the god of time is undoubtedly fighting such terrifying creatures.

Once upon a time, you have grown to this point?

The god of time rarely has a human-like emotion.

In the face of this desperate power, the god of time did not show any fear, because his hole cards were about to be opened.

The projection of the Kingdom of God had been detonated when it was to prevent the three sons of despair from leaving the battlefield, and it was during that time that the Kingdom of Time had moved nearby, and now, it was even higher above the nebula vortex, and the terrifying King's Landings who lived under the vortex were obscured by the magnificent power of despair, and could not feel the existence of the Kingdom of Time.

Without the slightest hesitation, the god of time slammed head-on into the vortex with a scythe, an act that was undoubtedly suicidal to the surprise of King's Landing.

Was He Crazy?

Despite the uncertainty in his heart, the movements of the eldest son of despair did not stagnate in the slightest, but continued to manipulate, causing the whirlpool to grow larger and larger, swallowing up the stars in the remote areas.

Suddenly—

A bad feeling rose in the hearts of the King of Terror, just now the god of time broke into the vortex, however, there was no divine power overflowing within the vortex, only loss or growth, as if the god of time had disappeared out of thin air.

Not good, isn't it......

Prepared for the worst, the Dread King's Landing, despite the fact that the charge was not yet complete, forcibly induced the nebula vortex, pouring out the high concentration of energy that had been swallowed up to now and compressed, in order to destroy the entire Forgotten Realm.

When the destructive power within the vortex poured out like a raging wave—

A stream of amber light shone down from the higher voids, directly penetrating the nebula vortex, not only in the outer layers of the plane, but even those who were fighting each other on the earth could look up and see that some twilight-colored clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

The wheel of time stopped spinning at this moment.

The wriggling vortex froze in an instant, and the pouring power seemed to be frozen, as if a mixture of colors shone in the light of amber.

On the battlefield, the fierce offensive of the desperate black tide was solidified, and the resting people on the other side who fought bravely seemed to be unaffected, and frantically slaughtered into the still black tide.

Of the four Sons of Despair, the King of Terror only lasted a few seconds before he broke free from the laws of time, but at this moment, his heart was already terrified beyond measure.

For above the void at which He looked up, a huge clock entangled in light hung silently, and its hands had long since ceased to turn.

The King's Landing's face contorted abruptly, and he whispered:

"Ruler of time, you don't want to stop destruction!"

As he spoke, more desperate power surged up in his body, like black fire burning through the dimensional dimension, as if in a whirlpool, constantly burning the shackles of time.

At this moment, the shadow of the god of time suddenly emerged from the whirlpool, and the entire body revealed a transparent glass-like texture, illusory but not real.

The silver-white mask on the face of the god of time slowly spoke, and his voice was mechanical and indifferent:

"Time...... Rewind at this moment! ”

Suddenly, the hands of the giant clock began to rotate again, but this time counterclockwise, in the opposite direction.

The amber brilliance quickly dimmed, and the mercury-like brilliance gradually evaporated.

As if guessing the intentions of the god of time, the King of Terror roared:

"No, you can't stop this!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and stretched out a black flame spear, and a thick aura of despair locked the god of time, and then pierced through the void boundary and directly pierced the god's head.

However, the figure of the god faded away, as if the afterimage was fading away, and it turned out to be nothing more than an illusion of time.

It's set, and He has already controlled time before I do!

The Dread King's Landing realized that he had been deceived, but it was too late, and the mercury streams of light weaved through the galaxy-like form, covering the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, time began to turn back, and the nebula vortex resumed turning, however, in the opposite direction.

The torn stars returned to their original maintenance, and all the energy that was swallowed was spit out to reshape the environment, and in just a few breaths, the nebula vortex was of course gone, and in the void, there were still stars.

Often, it is a void in the end, and in the end, the Dread King's Landing, who is the most resistant to time, only consumes a lot of physical strength out of thin air.

On the other side, the Kingdom of Time descended, and the new [Time Domain] was re-launched, and the entire outer circle battlefield of the Forgotten Kingdom was covered by the Kingdom of God.

The deity of the god of time has already returned to the kingdom of God, putting all the divine power stored so far into use, and in an instant, a mysterious and magnificent power penetrates the void, unhindered, and firmly adsorbs the four desperate sons.

With the Kingdom of God as the foundation, the God of Time wields a scythe and once again summons himself from various time dimensions, interweaving a fantastic storm of time.

"God's Realm • Chaos Plane!"

The Amber Blade slashed swiftly, slicing into each of their desperate memories, and then began to regress, ready to extract their memories of becoming gods.

It was during this time that a dark and clammy force clinged to the path of despair and spread, eventually pouring out on the outer battlefield of the plane.

This energy instantly solidified into a chaotic and slender human form, with a head like a goat, and a long spiral horn on each side.

From this figure, the night felt a terrifying aura that surpassed the Dread King's Landing, and there was no doubt that it was the incarnation of the son of despair.

However, the avatar of the Lord of Despair did not attack, but looked back at the path of despair, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the void began to shake violently, and the entire void trembled as a result.

Countless stars fell in the sky, and the flames burned at the end of the flames, slamming into the plane barrier.

An extremely terrifying force continued to approach along the road of despair, so strong that even the road of despair could not withstand it for too long, and it cracked inch by inch.

In a trance, the god of time saw an unprecedented claw, so large that the entire plane seemed incomparably small in front of this claw.

And this claw, as if it was about to pinch a fly to death, continued to advance towards the forgotten country.