Margaret III showed his might and completely destroyed a wave of incoming abyss creatures.

Moreover, with the instinctive talent of Hydra, Margaret III did not even leave a trace of scum to the abyss consciousness. This guy sent a wave of hundreds of millions of abyss creatures over for nothing, but he could not build another blood sacrifice magic array.

The thick clouds in the sky roll.

The downpour of rain roared and smashed down again.

In the direction of Tulun Port, the flames on the abyss gate remained motionless like solidified glaciers.

The pair of huge blood-colored eyes were wide open, and from a distance, they stared fiercely at Margaret III, who was floating in the air with a sharp smile.

For a moment, no abyss creature came out of the abyss gate.

The aura on Margaret III was soaring... He swallowed hundreds of millions of abyss creatures in one bite, and the benefits Margaret III got were huge.

It has been less than half a day since He was promoted, but His strength has reached the critical point of the next transformation.

If the Abyss consciousness launches another attack at this time... isn't this giving Margaret III a supplement?

A strong consciousness as abyss, wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

Margaret III smiled proudly for a quarter of an hour until He saw that no more abyss creatures emerged in the gate of the abyss. He then smiled and waved to Joe who was standing aside and applauding: "Hohoho, Joe, look, to solve the problem, you have to do it yourself."

"No problem, it cannot be solved in one bite... If so, then two people!"

Margaret III was extremely proud.

To be promoted to the divine realm with a completely awake and complete self-importance attitude is something that has never happened in the history of the Delun Empire royal family!

In the past, there were many royal ancestors who reached the peak of the demigods and tried to take that step.

But in the end, they were completely annihilated at the last moment of their promotion and breakthrough due to consciousness chaos, mental division, and some inexplicable external reasons.

Margaret III... was the only strong man who has been recorded in history to successfully enter the Divine Realm since the founding of the Delun Empire.

Therefore, His show can be imagined!

Jo followed Margaret III with a smile on his face, loudly praising the greatness and extraordinaryness of his grandmother.

The heavy rain hit the head and face again, and this time, there was hail the size of a thumb mixed in this heavy rain.

The blue-blue color is stronger than a lead bullet, and it is also cold and the hail with a frighteningly low temperature is smashed down.

Qiao caught a hailstone and his face became more and more gloomy.

The force of the hail falling from the air was almost the same as that of the old-fashioned mesh gun.

This kind of hail strikes people and kills people!

As natural disasters continue, the lethality of these heavy rains and hail will become increasingly greater.

The strength of the soldiers on the front line is also increasing. They are protected by bunkers and bunkers, and they are protected by helmets and armor. These hailstones will not cause large-scale casualties to the soldiers for the time being.

But ordinary people encounter this kind of hail...

This would be a terrifying massacre!

Fortunately, the imperial people within the scope of natural disasters have actively or passively migrated to the provinces further north... But the scope of natural disasters is also expanding...

"Your Majesty, can you... kill those gods who are willing to act recklessly?" Joe looked at Margaret III very seriously.

Promoted to a god, Margaret III, with the power of the Hydra, could no longer cause too much trouble... As He said, it was nothing more than a one-two or two-two problem.

As for the abyss consciousness... if he loses these abyss creatures and the sacrifice of the blood sacrifice, he will not be able to cause greater trouble for the moment.

But those gods who returned from the void...

The natural disaster caused by their godly war...

This is the biggest crisis for all living beings in Medland today!

Because of his successful promotion to the realm of divine, Margaret III has returned to the most perfect level of sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years old.

With a beautiful appearance, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his beautiful face.

He glanced at Qiao sideways and muttered angrily: "Damn, don't ask such expensive questions when I'm in a good mood...the old things that have returned from the void..."

Margaret III's pupils turned into shattered golden vertical pupils.

He looked deep at the West and shook his head gently: "They... are closer to the origin of this world...or rather, they are the clones condensed from the origin of this world... I may be able to defeat them at this moment in a head-on battle."

After pondering for a moment, Margaret III sighed: "But I cannot destroy them, just as I cannot destroy the entire Medland."

"As time goes by, their power is rapidly recovering...and I, in the final analysis, are just a new god promoted from the body of a mortal!"

Joe's face drooped.

In other words, Margaret III cannot completely solve these ancient guys.

And these guys are recovering rapidly.

This means that their strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the damage they cause, whether intentional or unintentional, will cause great damage to Medland.

The earth trembled slightly.

Joe and Margaret III looked south at the same time.

Outside the sea of ​​Tulum Port, in the center of Jiasica, a huge mountain exploded.

At some point, this originally ordinary mountain peak had accumulated huge amounts of magma and energy underground. At this moment, the entire mountain exploded, and a large magma pit with a diameter of more than 30 miles appeared, constantly gushing outward with high-temperature magma.

Even when the heavy rain poured, the magma ignited the vegetation on the island.

There are blazing fires on the ground, and storms in the sky...

The power of water and fire rushes against each other, and countless thunders swim in the air, making dull loud noises.

Margaret III raised his eyebrows and laughed 'ha': "Okay, we don't have to worry about the rebellion of the natives of Gassica in the future... They are dead!"

Qiao spread his hands and looked helplessly at the island of Jiasica, which was flooded by water and fire.

"Poor Duke Ross, her family fief is completely finished!" Qiao murmured: "Fortunately, when the empire counterattacked, the fleet brought all the garrisons on the island back to Tulun Port... Otherwise, this loss..."

Margaret III nodded slowly: "If the garrison of Jiasica was still on the island at this moment... the pension would be enough for me to have a headache... But now, those restless natives... hoho!"

Margaret III stood in the air without moving, without any intention of going to rescue.

Qiao looked at Jiasica Island, which was ravaged by natural disasters in the distance. After thinking about his grudges and resentment with the indigenous families in Tulun Port since childhood, he also put away his unbearableness.

A figure penetrated the rain curtain and approached quickly.
Chapter completed!