"The power of the gods is really not just a saying..."

Diana's face became extremely complicated at the core of the jade.

Verafa's bloodline and talent are first-class. With such a young star, even if he has inherited the inheritance, he probably has almost no resistance in front of the gods...

No wonder the chaotic situation back then, the gods were able to rise among all races. In addition to the current circulating mechanism of the Federation that is more scientific than the elves civilization, the terrifying strength of the Gods itself is also the key to the continued Federation!

"Can he beat Andrew?" Diana asked in confusion.

Although it does look quite strong...

"It's not certain..." Isera shook her head: "The battle between gods of the same level is about accumulation and each other's intelligence. In terms of accumulation, both are ancient gods, and have both had top-notch and large-scale civilizations. The richness of the law should be about the same level. In terms of intelligence, both belong to people from different eras, and they should not have each other's intelligence. If they really match, they are competing... they are playing on the spot..."

"Andrew should have a better advantage, right?" Diana frowned and said, "He has a life-level corpse under his command. If he can possess it, wouldn't Andrew's physical strength be higher?"

"Not necessarily..." Isera whispered: "Their level of gods is comparable to the power of law. It's enough for containers. Star ratings and life ratings are similar to them. Unless both have exhausted their mental power and need to use their bodies to decide the outcome, they will be not much different... If they can really reach that level, it will of course be a great thing for us..."

Diana nodded. If the spiritual power of the two gods could be exhausted in the confrontation, it would be the most perfect ending for them, the fisherman.

But unfortunately, both of them are old monsters of ancient level. Is it really easy to follow the script they want?

Just as he was about to think of it, Isera suddenly exclaimed, obviously a little surprised. Diana looked over curiously and followed the other person's eyes and happened to see the fragment where the undead god was.

At this time, the situation that was already safe seemed to have changed a little...

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Wow...this isn't this a bit miserable?

Listening to Verafa's shrill scream, grandpa stood up with goose bumps all over his body, and shrank into a ball of fear...

It's so cruel...it's not a good person...

If it were possible, grandpa still hoped that the young lady could win. Although it was a little cold, it did not hurt him and soap. And it was a beauty. She was better than the guy who took over others and turned people into tricks at any time, right?

Just as he thought about it, Verafa's scream seemed to resonate with something. Grandpa subconsciously raised his head when he smelled the sound and was stunned for a moment. At some point, the guy with soap in the sky seemed to be bigger...

It almost covers the sky, and it is like covering the entire sky...

What's going on?

Grandpa's breathing suddenly stopped. Is it a big day to have soap?

Huh?

Suddenly, he saw that there seemed to be many twisted faces on the huge soapy body, and he was looking at him... Oh no, he should have roared angryly at the guy holding him.

The next second, sharp thorns popped up on the huge body, and they poured towards them like raindrops!

Grandpa was stunned and thought to himself: This guy is really inflated. How dare he attack this master?

The undead god frowned, and some kind of space law instantly twisted the flesh thorns, but the next second, the flesh thorns became bigger and bigger, instantly breaking the space that restricted them in a twisted situation. After the twisted space was broken, the larger twisted meat ball turned into more flesh thorns and shot towards them again.

"I'm...."

Grandpa couldn't help but make a fuss and said to himself: This skill is a bit awesome. By the way, how many talented skills does that guy soap have?

The undead god looked at the flesh thorns all over the sky with interest. With a wave of his hand, all the newly split flesh thorns were distorted by the laws of space again, but the result was the same as before, expanding again, squeezing through the space and splitting again.

The god of heaven continued to use the laws of space to control it. He wanted to see if this guy was infinitely proliferating and splitting!

After almost half an hour of stalemate, the entire space was filled with flesh thorns, and the picture looked extremely strange. Grandpa Lu in the air became even bigger and almost completely covered the entire sky!

This scene made Diana, who was watching the Jade Core drama, stunned...

Because from their perspective, the soap body seems to be completely filled with debris...

And if it continues to expand like this, the fragments seem to be broken...

Is this what Lord Iserra said about rare aliens? Is this talent too exaggerated?

"Is this kind of thing too out of the ordinary, right?" Diana couldn't help but complain: "How many levels is this guy? Can you quickly reach this level by absorbing that level of energy?"

Even those rapidly forming biological mutant weapons are not like this, right? Everything needs to be based on the law of conservation of energy. You, an elf who is not completely transformed, can completely absorb the energy of dragon-level essence and blood. Is this a bug?

"Of course, it cannot..." Iserra looked at the soap that was constantly expanding and almost bursting the fragments, and squinted: "Its physique is special in the indescribable form. The physical environment can almost stabilize any energy instantly, but it is only stable. Although it is incredible, these energy as his fat, according to his level, it will take at least billions of years to absorb it for himself..."

"Then this is..." Diana was puzzled.

"It should be the residual consciousness of the essence and blood itself..." Isera analyzed: "The purification of the blood demon is all in the essence and blood. Although he is dead, most of the mental power of his life should be left in the essence and blood, and there is a certain residual consciousness. When the little girl in the fallen angel screamed, it obviously triggered these residual mental powers and aroused their rebound, which led to the current primitive attack scene..."

"So that's it...Huh?" Diana nodded, and was about to talk about it again, suddenly she saw the soap inside begin to shine.

"This is?"

"I can't hold on..." Isera smiled: "It seems like it's the limit, it's about to explode..."

Diana curled her lips when she heard this: "I thought I could really make it a day..."

However, these little guys have such good talents. If they inherited the genes of the moon elves instead of the wood elves, perhaps their lineage would have a chance...

Huh? Wait...

Thinking of this Diana suddenly felt something...

I always feel that the prophecy in the dark seems to be related to this.

Just as I was about to do it, Isera next to me suddenly heard a cry: "Oh no!!"

"What's wrong?" Diana, who was interrupted, frowned immediately.

"That guy is probably going to be in trouble..." Isera frowned and looked inside the fragments and said!
Chapter completed!