The god of time held the level, and in the direction of the cold silver-white mask staring, the dark despair from the abyss was slowly approaching.

First up are a swarm of black spiders that are undoubtedly a deadly threat to regular humanoids.

Unlike demonic spiders, these black spiders are oppressively black in both limbs and fluff, and their broad backs are deeply imprinted with a miserable white female human face.

The faces reveal a distortion of utter desperation, revealing exactly who they are.

The right-hand men of the Lord of Despair - Pitch Black Outliers (Levels 10-15).

Among the second-order supernatural creatures, they are large nightmares that can hunt tigers and lions, and below the same rank, even the ancient saber-toothed tigers are afraid of three points.

Under the hands of such a terrifying abyssal giant, the most proud of the pitch-black anomalies is not sharp teeth, not poisonous claws, not cunning wisdom, but the number of horrors that have come out of the spider's nest, which is enough to level out one human world after another!

If the power of the Lord of Despair is poured out as a result, the entire Forgotten Realm and the three major industrial civilizations of the Blue Sky Province that can unite with the outside world will be able to fight a battle.

But the reliance of the Lord of Despair is never a dark outlier.

Among the spiders, a spider large enough to swallow a mountain peak came into the eyes of the god of time.

He is the beloved son of the Lord of Despair, the Black Spider Emperor!

The androgynous personality makes the emperor constantly hatch spider nests, each nest is a wriggling womb, and the energy is constantly giving birth to a large number of pitch-black anomalies.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness alone, the Black Spider Emperor is undoubtedly ranked last among the Desperate Aisons.

But in the hunting list of the night, it will be ranked in the top three.

Stepping on the floating light channel, the fluff on the Black Spider Emperor's body stood up one after another at this moment.

Sensing the disgusting aura of divinity, the Son of Despair emitted a strange noise wave that only the black anomaly born from his incubator could understand.

And just after this order, all the black spiders stopped moving, and a huge wave of spiders stayed at the front of the god's realm, confronting the [God of Time].

One step further is the realm of confused time, in which all black anomalies are either dying of aging or reverting to the nothingness they had before hatching.

Compared to his desperate sons, the Black Spider Emperor possesses the incomprehensible wisdom of his kind.

Eighty-eight tiny eyes stared at the god of time at the same time, and in the next moment, the emperor immediately made a sound with complex mouthparts, which was the standard divine language:

"True God, is this your territory?"

The god of time waved the scythe in his hand, and a corner of the divine passage immediately opened above his head, and the coercion that fell down was like a curtain in front of the spider tide.

Without words, the god of time responded to the Black Spider Emperor with action.

The wise desperate Aiko was still different, his dense eyes kept rolling, and he thought silently.

Suddenly, his mouthparts shook again:

"My two brothers, now they will fall into your hands."

It was in this speech that another terrifying momentum swept over.

It was a true dragon wrapped in gray ghost mist, without wings, its long body was covered in cold black steel dragon scales, and its horse-like head grew six sharp dragon horns, each of which intertwined with different energy.

This true dragon has the same bloodline as the cangye itself, and is derived from the blood connection of the true dragon god Yabutian.

However, from the aura of the carrion, it is clear that this is a dragon species that has been dead for a long time, and only in the hands of desperate Azazel can it usher in a dark revival.

After his resurrection, he has abandoned his dignity and surname as a true dragon, and now he is the dark dragon god!

The dragon god who came back from the dead looked at the god of time, his dark eyes revealing a thick cover, and then let out a roaring dragon groan:

"Shameful true God!"

Without any desire to talk, the Dark Dragon God swayed his massive body and crashed into the God of Time.

"Assistant!"

"Stop!"

Two distinct majestic voices rang out behind the Dark Dragon God.

One is from the mouth of the Black Spider Emperor, and the other is the last desperate son who is slowly coming.

Outwardly, it was a normal human being.

Tall but no more than two meters tall, simple and strangely shaped robes, long black hair that poured down to the ankles glowed green, and between the hair strands, what was shown in front of everyone was a face like a dried corpse.

It is terrifying and weird, but at the same time, it also brings the same majesty as a monarch.

Of all the desperate sons who came, this was the only one that made Cangye feel the most threatened.

Because He is the King of Terror and the firstborn of despair, the God of Time feels the power of a black hole to devour all things.

The Fear King's Landing slowly arrived, and I don't know if I was intimidated by the majesty of the eldest son, the dark dragon god actually stopped his attack and slowly fell behind his brother, with no other emotions other than respect and jealousy.

"Brother."

The Black Spider Emperor also gave the King's Landing the same respect, such a terrifying existence, just step by step, slowly stepped into the divine realm of the night.

In an instant, the gears of the past and the future tightened abruptly, and the staggered bands of light of the chaotic time and space quickly wrapped around the Dread King's Landing, and with the tightening of the gears, it was bound to be cut into countless parts, in order to enjoy the same treatment as the Dread Sower.

However, what the God of Time saw was the indifferent reaction of the Dread King, and the flickering blue fireworks in his eyes slowly pulled out two shadows, and in the shadow of the End, two figures could be seen dancing wildly.

Suddenly, the bands of light tightened, tearing King's Landing to shreds, and the pieces were dragged by the bands of gear, slowly sinking into different areas towards the river of time.

However, the god of time knows that all of this is just an illusion.

God's delusion is nothing more than a bubble that, at the moment of tearing apart, binds up nothing more than some insignificant bubble.

The true King's Landing of Terror still stood in front of the god of time, walking impartially, just a thin line away from the realm of divinity.

"I see, is this the power of time?"

As if muttering to himself, King's Landing's head suddenly looked up, the fireworks of death in his eyes refracting a beam of light called 'interest'.

Gazing at the gods, the arrogant monster spoke again:

"My brother, that's how you took it down."

The god of time didn't speak, but the hand holding the scythe tightened suddenly.

The pressure brought by this desperate eldest son in front of him is no less than facing the underworld alliance.

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