Chapter 443: Entering the Endgame
The monstrous flames descended from the sky, shrouded in the shadow of destruction, and the night was calm with silence, and the cold eyes flashed to see the sneer and mockery of the anthropomorphic limbs of the brain-eater.
Die, bugs!
The sad fate seems to sink at this moment, but the turning point appears at this moment.
The power of time swirled around the night, and the illusory mercury streamer was hazy, like a light veil draped over the body.
Reverse the time realm and activate!
The Brain Eater was really shocked at the moment, and the violent mental fluctuations seemed to be venting the doubts in his heart.
How is this possible? ……
Nothing is impossible, Cang Ye knows that even if he has the reward of revealing the truth of Yanan Town's old days, as well as the devastating blessing at this moment, all these advantages can't add up to the second-kill attack of a seriously injured brain eater.
In order to survive, he can only start with tricks!
Plotting against Barton several times in a row, and also making many shots, gradually killing the mage's luck.
However, in the body that the other party did not discover, a part of the divinity was stripped away and devoured by the night.
Although it has not yet reached the ability of [Reversing the Time Realm], Cangye can also manipulate some of its divine powers.
Time Reversal!
His own time was reclocked to the day before, and then, the ten-colored crown rose again, and [Doomsday Myth] was launched for the second time!
The night then retreated back to the Void World again, and the black knife swirled, launching a moth-like attack against the scaly tail that was slaughtering.
Remnant Yang Road • Light Moth Shadow!
[Eye of Truth] saw through the void, and then, Cangye caught a slight gap exposed by the scaly tail attack, and the dusk sword light struck violently.
The strength is very different, but the calculation power of the night is vaguely better than that of the brain eater.
When they meet on a narrow road, one side is an army of 100,000, and the other side is also a million, and what they encounter when they reach 100,000 is just 5,000 pioneers split from a million.
The attack deflected, causing the scalytail attack to deflect its tracks, and the night was like a sardine escaping from the net.
And then, in a fit of rage, Kamalesa urgently mobilized several magic touches to chase after him, but who would have expected that Cangye waved his dimensional wand, beating back and forth in the already collapsed formation, and his computing power always suppressed the brain eater, and he didn't give the other party any time to react at all.
After several spins in a row, the brain-eater suddenly felt a trace of mental exhaustion, but the next moment, the superbrain, which never made mistakes, finally forced the other party to be negligent, returned to the material world, and swaggered into the gray portal.
Behind him, there was Kamaleza's roar of rage to the extreme!
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Doomsday Countdown: 18 Hourglass!
The Chosen Champion burned himself with a roar, and the will from his mother unleashed unimaginable divine power and blasted it into the face of the powerful enemy in front of him.
On the other side of it was not the three tentacles from the beginning, but the body of the old cultist after being severely damaged by the Shadow Lord.
With a wave of one hand, the traces of the Chosen Champion were erased, and the light of the divine power caused a series of explosions, and the limbs of the madman from the wrist down were directly blown off, and several hideous cracks climbed all the way to the shoulders, and the withering life force continued to swim, the flesh withered, and the vasculature was squeezed out of disgusting yellow pus.
The death of the champion added new trauma to the body of the madman, and the three artifacts, the 'World Smasher', the 'Star Dome Ripper', and the 'World Armor', flowed into the void gap and disappeared.
The fanatics are undoubtedly angry.
This kind of god-believing zealot is always the most troublesome, the glory of God is higher than their own life, and because of this, the Chosen Champion, who completely burned his life at the last moment, did not have half of his energy flowing into the body of the madman, and a small number of them penetrated the dome of the temple and returned to the place where the 'withered' demon god was.
It was a battle that yielded no gains, and the old maniac was even more injured by it.
Next, he fell into an even more frenzied state of plundering, and as a result, countless fragments of the plane were preyed upon by him, reduced to cosmic dust.
Within the last 12 hourglasses, ninety percent of the planes have been shattered under the tentacles of the old cultists.
Shadow will not be reincarnated until the game ends, so the Trialists will have to desperately cling to their heads.
Derived from the effect of the [Bait Esophagus Mark], the Cultist, who had recovered a little energy, extended the last four tentacles that could be used to the direction of the Brain Eater.
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The night has always watched the movements of the cultists.
Among the remaining 113 parallel Yanan towns, Cangye connected 13 dimensional chains, and then restrained two of the tentacles.
With the strength of the Brain Eater, it is also very reluctant to deal with the heyday of the Madman, and with serious injuries to serious injuries, the level will even drop even lower.
If it weren't for the enemy of the night to contain two of them, the four tentacles might only need two or three rounds of attacks to tear the Brain Eater to pieces.
The remaining two, I believe that in the face of a life-and-death crisis, Camaresa should know how to fight.
What's more, Cangye had already leaked the existence of the Cultist to it in advance.
At this moment, under Camaresa's perception, two tentacles that were frantically plundering everything were approaching its own location.
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The plane is interlocked, and dozens of [bait esophagus markers] are superimposed on himself in the night.
Legend has it that the pinnacle of 'deliciousness' made the old fanatical sect hesitate for a moment, but due to his own situation, he was reluctant to let go of the fat in his mouth, so he split a tentacle to attack the night.
The 13 seats are arranged like a labyrinth, and the special structure divides the existence of the night itself into several parts, and the [bait esophagus mark] is scattered by the gaze of the tentacles.
On this basis, Cangye continued to differentiate its own breath, each with a wisp of soul filament, constantly exaggerating its own existence with the blessing of spells.
In this case, a tentacle is exhausted and dragged to consume excess energy.
Based on this situation, another tentacle extended, but before that, the night used its limit to drag the tentacle for a whole hourglass.
In a certain series of Yanan towns, in the void torn apart by the raging tentacles, a faint light wrapped the axe-like thing and fell into it.
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Kamaleza was terrified, angry, and humiliated.
As the most notorious predator in the entire abyss, he himself will be condemned to the fate of being preyed upon by more powerful species.
I can't resist the old cultists, but do I have to be docile like a lamb to be preyed upon by them?
No! Never!
Kamaleza screamed in her heart, even if she was willing to endure the humiliation of being pitied by the night, she would do whatever it took to live.
Old maniac, I'd rather self-destruct than let you succeed!
This is the story of an ancient abyssal monster on one side versus an even more evil chaos artifact on the other.