Even Luo Chong's super vision could only see a black hole as big as a head floating there, but could not sense the original breath of Manhattan.

“Manhattan…”

After sending the call of the soul several times in a row, the black hole did not respond at all. Luo Chong was worried that this guy would not be able to be killed, and he would have completely transformed into another form of existence, right?

This small black hole is definitely completely different from the cosmic black hole explained by the mortal universe using scientific and technological theory. It does not swallow everything around it randomly, but is suspended there calmly, as if it does not exist at all.

The strong enemy was facing, and there was no need to delay. Hai Linger immediately communicated with Luo Chong for a few words, and then jointly ordered with the other tribe chiefs to leave one-third of the ancient god statues to remain in place and continue to protect Luo Chong. More than 200 other ancient god statues took advantage of the situation to pursue and rushed towards the god warriors.

The long-distance advantage occupied by the Shenqi warriors no longer exists. Their respective destructive energy reserved was absorbed by Manhattan. Next, they could only fight with the barbarians at close range.

The warriors of the gods were at an absolute disadvantage in number, but they did not mean to avoid or retreat. More than a dozen famine warriors who were best at close combat did not retreat but advanced, and came to hedge more than 200 statues of ancient gods.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

More than a dozen bad luck warriors in black clothes exploded into thick black fog at the same time, and spread out rapidly in this starry sky. They hid in the black fog and completely lost their trace.

The Shenqi warriors were not idle either. They were covered in armor, like steel gods of war. They each took out weapons such as swords and axes. Kerala, the box behind them turned into a thick shield, and held them in their other hand.

Boom boom boom boom...

The famine warriors who rushed to the front first collided with the ancient god statues. The so-called close-range fight is not close-fits-all fighting. A few kilometers or even dozens of kilometers away, their respective attack spells can hit the opponent in one ten thousandth of an instant.

This is a divine war, which far exceeds the level of power that mortal creatures can master. Whether it is a god warrior or an ancient god statue, any single blow can instantly flatten thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on a mortal planet similar to the earth.

The famine warriors have the advantage of speed and flexibility, but in terms of attack power, they are not as good as the ancient god statue. After all, any ancient god statue gathers all the power of thousands of barbarian warriors. It is indeed unstoppable through the amplification effect of the statue itself.

Just now, more than 20 ancient god statues were exploded in succession by the shattered beam. After finally getting through it, the barbarian warriors finally felt proud. They were all fighting spirits and were not afraid of death.

Bang

A famine warrior was rubbed by the big slap of the ancient god statue and rolled out completely out of control. No matter how flexible the body is, if he is not lucky, he will not be able to make any mistakes in front of the formation.

Another statue of the ancient god, which was closer, immediately seized the opportunity under the control of the tribe chief, and with a bang, he closed his palms and slapped the rolling and continuous famine warrior between his palms.

The immortal divine body of the gods is only relatively immortal, and it is not really impossible to kill. Huhuhuhu... This ancient god statue did not separate his palms to check the situation of the famine warriors, and rubbed his palms continuously, and there was an extremely heavy strangulation brute force condensed between the palms.

The strangulation power exerted by thousands of barbarian warriors was like a huge millstone with electricity and sulfuric acid, and any kind of body would turn into meat paste in these giant palms.

Real meat paste, like a sticky paste.

Sneak

The last moment, the meat sauce was evaporated into nothing with supreme brute force, and a warrior died out.

This is the first god warrior to die. Compared with the more than 100,000 people who just fell by the barbarians, it is of course nothing.

Bang

The thick black fog exploded behind the statue of the ancient god that had just been made. Then, a doom warrior penetrated the statue's defensive energy and thick shell in the most strange way, and penetrated into the inside of the statue like a wall-piercing technique.

Crack Crack Crack

The most outstanding assassin of the gods, he was able to massacre one barbarian warrior after another in all unimaginable ways, and transport the misfortune of death into their bodies, their souls, and the frequency of massacre was about three in one second. It was not until he encountered two elders of this tribe in the inner space of the statue that this assassination of the slashing melons and cutting vegetables was interrupted.

Immediately afterwards, several tribal warriors rushed over and surrounded him, and then a large group of barbarian warriors... So, this doomed warrior never came out of the ancient god statue again and became the second dead person in the gods' team.

This is the melee between the gods. In principle, it is similar to the mortal war. The individual's power will appear extremely small. If you are not careful, you will be beaten up and dismembered from the body.

In small-scale battles on weekdays, it is difficult for any god-level creature to die. No matter how critical it is, you can always find a little gap and escape, but it is not possible on the real battlefield. There are enemies everywhere. They try their best to avoid continuous attacks, but they may die from someone's casual knife.

Countless years ago, a melee between the gods caused by the battle for the Supreme Heavenly Secret caused hundreds of ancient god emperors and ancient demon emperors to fall. It can be seen that the battlefield of gods, like the battlefield of mortals, requires a large number of deaths, and anyone may die.

In the starry sky, a thousand kilometers away from the war started. On this side, Luo Chong did not pay super visual attention to the increasingly intense battlefield. His whole body and mind were still concentrated on the black hole in front of him.

Manhattan, is it dead or alive?

For the time being, even the knowledgeable Ji Shiyun and Hai Ling'er are not sure about it. This is the first time I have encountered this situation, and I have never even heard of it before.

A small black hole is suspended there silently and fused into the starry sky of the same color. If it were not for careful observation, it would be difficult to detect its existence.

"He's going to die."

The black-branded old ghost's soul suddenly appeared in Luo Chong's ears: "Even if it is not truly extinction, his existence form will completely change, and your friend will no longer exist."

"Can you help him?"

How could Luo Chong not guess the old guy’s true intention?

"Yes."

The old ghost in black robe said in an extremely plain tone: "Of course, do you need to agree to me with a condition?"

"Will I give up the bloodline inheritance of the ancient gods of the wilderness?" Luo Chong asked.

"That's right."

The old ghost in black robe replied: "This is why I didn't stop him from absorbing energy just now. I was wondering, if you care very much about this friend, would you make concessions to save him?"

The cunning of the gentema

Luo Chong cursed in his heart, but on the surface he didn't say a word.

I definitely can't give up Manhattan, the reason is very simple: I will never give up on my friend, I really treat him as a friend.

However, Luo Chong felt unwilling to give up halfway and was succeeded by this old ghost's conspiracy. After all, the integration of the bloodline of the ancient god is a future that he and the devil's father are looking forward to, and it is definitely not optional.

Give up halfway is equivalent to complete failure

"I'm not in a hurry, you can think about it slowly."

The old ghost in black robe sounded very angry: "According to the time unit you are used to, he will have half an hour to completely change. This period of time is enough for you to struggle with your thoughts."

"Why am I..."

Luo Chong couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't help but curse: "You old turtle, why do I dislike you so much? I have never disliked someone so much."

"It doesn't matter."

The old ghost in black robe replied lightly: "I said that your thoughts and opinions are changing at any time. Perhaps in the near future, you will sincerely thank me."

Luo Chong was so angry that his teeth itched. If it weren't for his lack of strength, he would definitely rush out and beat him up...

“Or, there is another solution.”

The old ghost in black robe said again: "Let me see your mother now. After that, if she agrees to you to merge with the blood of the ancient gods, I will never have another word, and will even do my best to help you achieve your wish."

The meaning of the words is obvious, and he is 100% sure. Luo Xinyi will also firmly oppose Luo Chong's idea of ​​integrating the bloodline of the ancient gods.

Luo Chong was still silent, but stared at the black hole representing Manhattan in the starry sky with super vision. Various thoughts flashed quickly in his mind: It is impossible not to ignore the life and death of Manhattan, but he doesn't want to compromise like this. So, what should I do...

"You friend is an extremely rare original energy creature."

The old ghost in black robe continued: "His energy attribute is mainly the decomposition and reorganization of matter. There are infinite possibilities, similar to the omnipotent Creator. In other words, his future is unlimited, and he even has the hope of entering chaos, growing slowly, and accumulating slowly. One day, he will create a universe of his own... Of course, this is just a guess. No one can say what the facts will be. After all, no one knows has reached the height of creating the universe. Without examples to prove it, everything can only be inferred and guessed.

After hearing these words, Luo Chong did not make a fuss because the future he described was too far and far away. He had not yet explored the matter in him, how could he reach the height of creating the universe?

Even if Manhattan has infinite potential and one day it will really enter chaos, this process of slowly growing and accumulating may be calculated over countless trillions of years and countless trillions of years.

The premise is that he will have smooth sailing in chaos and will not die halfway.

What a mess I am not yet twenty years old, so I am too lazy to think about such a distant thing.

"Yes, this topic is too vague. Let's only talk about the more realistic things that are close to you."

The old ghost in black robe also said: "He has excellent potential, but he is too weak now. The primitive energy he just absorbed is far beyond his carrying limit. If he cannot control it, he will be assimilated in turn. He will transform into this primitive energy, lose his original thoughts and consciousness, and only the most basic survival instinct is left.
Chapter completed!