"If you continue to fight, how much more will your divine power be left?" Fanmo, the god of disaster, had an undisguised malice in his dark eyes, and said hoarsely, "And the king of evil beasts under my command, there are still seventy-two left!"
"Although in your eyes, they are just cannon fodder!"
"However, even gods should have to pay a lot of divine power to kill the 72 kings of evil beasts, right?"
The God of Blood-killing said nothing, but the face covered by the ghost mask became more and more serious.
"What's more, this is still a sea of ​​dark trees!"
The God of Disaster raised an arm that looked like a tentacle, and a mass of black thick fog erupted from the suction cups on the surface.
"Here, every evil beast king dies and will become pure black fog power, and as long as I absorb the black fog power, I can become stronger!"
In place, the god of disaster was full of confidence in his tone.
The killing game specially set up for the God of Blood-killing was now completely activated, and the entire dark tree sea had long been set up by the God of Disaster to prevent the God of Blood-killing from escaping.
"Go, my kids!"
Then, the god of disaster Fanmo stopped talking nonsense. A tentacle covered with teeth and eyes waved. The surrounding seventy-two evil beast kings with different shapes and distorted ugly roars at the same time, rushing towards the blood-killing god.
In place, the God of Blood-killing looked solemn.
As the God of Disaster said, if the God of Blood Killing God wants to fully exert its crimson power, it must be sacrificed with blood from the war ghost clan, and the dark tree sea at this time obviously does not have this opportunity.
Originally, the God of Blood Killing thought that the God of Disaster lost one-tenth of its divine power and should be in an extremely weak state at this moment. He joined forces with an outsider wizard. Even if he could not exert all his strength in the dark tree sea, he could still defeat the God of Disaster, but he never thought that he would fall into the other party's trap.
"Hmph! Come on!"
Looking at the evil beast kings roaring around, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Sayanu's eyes, and the crimson divine power burst out all over his body, and he roared angrily, "You just want to kill me, you are not qualified!"
After saying that, the God of Blood-killing swung the red giant sword.
The crimson divine power burned like a flame, and a pair of red wings emerged from Sayanu, which suddenly shook and flew into the air, and the momentum burst out like a purgatory angel.
Not far away, Fanmo was slightly surprised.
In his impression, Sayanu did not have red wings, which seemed to be a means the other party had obtained when traveling in the void. The pair of blood-red wings scattered feathers when they were shaking, emitting a unique aura that did not belong to this world.
"Do you think you have received an adventure?"
Sayanu roared angrily, and the fiery red wings behind him shook, and the scorching flames seemed to turn into blood. In the air, the blood-killing god was like the sun, and the dazzling light seemed to illuminate the entire dark sea of ​​trees.
The thick black fog around was shining with red light and turned into ashes.
Woo woo woo woo woo!
On the ground, two evil beast kings, who were like winged dragons, swept into the sky under the command of the God of Disaster, opened their narrow and sharp mouths, and sprayed out two liquids wrapped around the power of black fog, trying to pollute Sayanu's blood-red wings.
However, Sayanu's eyes were cold.
The red wings emitted a scorching light, dispelling the corrosion of the black fog power. The giant sword was swung in Sayanu's hand and directly cut the heads of the two winged dragons, the evil beast kings, to the ground.
Bang bang bang!
At this time, a sound of shock came from the earth. One of them was huge, with a narrow and ferocious head, and extremely thick lower limbs. The two front claws had a little short front claws, and the evil beast king, roaring towards the blood-killing god.
As the king of evil beasts of the third-level life body.
Under normal circumstances, when facing a fourth-level god, it will be innately suppressed by the power of the gods and it will be difficult to move. However, at this time, it is in a dark tree sea and is the nest of the king of evil beasts. In addition, the God of Disaster suppresses it from the side, causing the seventy-two kings of evil beasts to fall into a state of madness.
Sayanu swung his sword and slapped a strange bird and evil beast flying, and then his other palm turned into a fist. The crimson divine power was like a mountain, directly knocking over the Dread Claw Dragon, and even the earth was crushed out of ditches by huge force.
In a moment, four more evil beast kings were killed by Sayanu.
However, the God of Disaster not far away still had no intention of interfering. His whole body, including the eyes on the tentacles, were staring at the battle ahead, and he was full of indifference to the death of several evil beast kings.
"That's it, keep going!"
The God of Disaster let out a strange smile and said hoarsely, "Sayanu, in the dark sea of ​​trees, your divine power cannot be replenished, so sooner or later there will be time to run out, but I can gain all the advantages of the domain!"
"I did lose to you from the God War six thousand years ago."
"It will be your last regret that you have failed to completely kill me, but unfortunately, you no longer have the chance. After this battle, the whole world will be covered by black fog, and everything will become my believers!"
"Disasters and mists will become the only master!"
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Dark Tree Sea Border.
In place, Enzo, who was moving forward, stopped and looked into the distance. A solemn luster appeared in his eyes. In the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, a dazzling red light burst out at the last moment, as if illuminating the entire sea of ​​trees.
"Have you tried your best so quickly?"
Feeling the momentum of the dazzling red light in the deep sea of ​​dark trees, Enzo's face showed a hint of surprise. According to normal circumstances, even if the blood-killing god and the disaster god were fighting, both should be in the tentative stage now.
However, at this moment, the momentum that erupted deep in the dark tree sea was already extremely terrifying!
It was like the God of Blood Killing has fully opened fire, but the aura of the God of Disaster is still in a state of silence, so it did not cause too much damage to the dark tree sea.
"What happened?" Enzo frowned slightly.
Then, he held the wand in his hand tightly, and the magic power in his body exploded. Through the attribute mechanism of the witchcraft rune, he forcibly interfered with the rules of the Dark Tree Sea. At the same time, he summoned ten shadow crows and flew towards the Dark Tree Sea.
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Ten shadow crows appeared in the air and flew into the depths of the dark tree sea at the same time. However, under the devour of the thick black fog around, half of the shadow crows were corroded to magic ashes almost instantly.
Only the other half of the shadow crow is left, and it is still insisting on flying.
Enzo frowned. Although he used witchcraft to interfere with the special rules in the Dark Tree Sea as much as possible, it could only affect a certain range. The farther a few shadow crows were from him, the more they were on the verge of breaking.
In the end, all the shadow crows turned into ashes.
Fortunately, there was the last shadow crow, under Enzo's full control, stumbled into the depths of the dark tree sea, conveying some pictures to him.
"Chip, increase the focal length of the field of view!"
Enzo ordered in his heart that through the vision of the shadow crow, he saw such a picture. In the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, the blood-killing god was surrounded by crimson divine power, and his wings were shaking Yukong. Around him, the kings of evil beasts were attacking without fear of death.
The blood-killing god Sayanu has powerful and surging divine power.
The evil beast kings were killed and killed under the red giant sword. The corrupt bodies turned into black fog and dissipated. It seemed that the blood-killing god seemed to be at an absolute advantage.
However, Enzo's brows frowned even deeper.
Although Sayanu in the shadow crow's vision was constantly killing the kings of evil beasts, the crimson divine power wrapped around him was also consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming increasingly weaker.
This is obviously not a good signal!
If the Blood-killing God consumes too much of his divine power in the battle with these evil beast kings, then he will inevitably be suppressed everywhere when facing the God of Disaster.
It was precisely after seeing this that Enzo had a thought in his mind.
Deep in the dark sea of ​​trees, the shadow crow turned his eyes and looked at another area, where a humanoid creature with an octopus-like head and a twisted tentacle on his face was standing in place.
"Is the human form of the God of Disaster?" Enzo murmured to himself.
The only one who can pay so calmly to the battle of the God of Blood Killing and drives the kings of evil beasts to launch an attack seems to be the God of Disaster. At this time, the God of Disaster has not personally appeared on the stage to confront the God of Blood Killing, so it maintains a half-human form.
“Is this… a trap?”
In an instant, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Enzo's heart. He immediately understood something from the attitude of the God of Disaster facing the God of Blood-killing, but at the same time, the God of Disaster seemed to have noticed the shadow crow in the air.
"A wizard's little trick?"
In place, a tentacle trembled on the chin of the God of Disaster. A corrosive black mist ejected from the suction cup like the terminal, instantly swallowing the shadow crow in the air, and Enzo's vision was cut off.
"It seems... it's indeed a trap!" Enzo narrowed his eyes.
According to the reaction of the God of Disaster, the plan to join forces with the God of Blood-killing to the Dark Tree Sea was obviously falling into the trap of the God of Disaster, but Enzo was not too panicked about it.
When you reach the level of a third-level wizard, the strategy can no longer play much role.
Most of the time, what really determines everything is strength. Although Enzo has fallen into the trap of the God of Disaster, he still has full confidence in his heart.
Not to mention the blood-killing god who is an ally, he still has a few trump cards in his hand. Even Enzo is not unprepared. Using the authority disguised by the shadow of the artifact, he can leave the dark tree sea at any time, which is completely beneficial to the invincible place.
"But... that's fine."
In place, Enzo's eyes flashed and he murmured, ": The God of Disaster is strong enough to make the God of Blood-killing pay more. No matter where the two gods confront each other, who will become the winner in the end, it will be a good thing for me!"
The old saying says that fighting a lion and a tiger will only benefit the hunter in the end.
Since Enzo wants to be promoted to the fourth-level wizard by conquering the world of war, then both the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster are obstacles that block him and will eventually be eradicated.
Although the God of Blood-killing chose to join the ally with Enzo, he was just using each other.
Enzo is very clear about this at any time, so he has never given the other party real trust and always keeps a trump card.
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On the other side, the Tatar tribe.
The black and viscous liquid flowed on the earth, leaving black marks as if corroded. On a pool of objects that seemed to be flesh and blood, several rotten internal organs emitted a disgusting smell.
"It actually... killed the evil!
Next to the stone house in the corner, Drogo's face was pale, his eyes were flashing with a surprising luster. Looking at the dozens of evil ghost tribes who were controlling the evil beasts and wolfs, their hearts were pounding and leaping.
Ten minutes have passed since the battle.
The evil evil, as a second-level life form, was eventually killed by a hundred evil ghost tribes. The black fog power, which was the source of life, dissipated, and even the corpse turned into a pool of rotten fishy flesh and blood.
And those hundred evil ghost tribes were not without casualties.
More than 20 of the first generation of evil ghost tribes were killed by the Great Evil Evil. Almost all the remaining evil ghost tribes were injured and were recovering by absorbing the black fog power dispersed after the death of the Great Evil Evil Evil.
"Oh my God, what are the origins of these people?"
In the corner, Karu opened his mouth wide, his face full of doubt. In his perception, in this world, except for the war ghost clan, perhaps only evil people polluted by black fog are humanoid creatures.
However, the evil ghost clan that suddenly appeared in the Tatar tribe did not belong to the war ghost clan nor the evil ones, and was full of alternative aura.
The size of these evil ghosts is the same as the war ghosts, but the fluctuations emitted on the body are like evil people, and their skin is shriveled and festered, like a group of zombies crawling out of a cemetery.
"I'm sorry, I don't know either."
Next to him, Drogo shook his head and said helplessly, "But, no matter what, they don't look malicious. At least they saved the Tatar tribe and helped us kill the terrible evil."
"What should I do now?" Karu said with a cane.
Drogo thought for a moment, seemed to make up his decision, and said, "I'll go up and try it first to see if I can communicate with them. Since the other party is a humanoid creature like us, should we master language skills?"
After saying that, Drogo walked forward and tried to communicate with the evil ghost clan.
However, no matter what he said, the evil ghost clan did not respond. He stood there and recovered from his injuries. He was like a group of soulless puppets who could not communicate at all.
"It seems they can't communicate."
After a moment, Drogo shook his head helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​communicating with the evil ghost clan. These people were like a group of puppets. After killing the evil evil, they almost all maintained the same posture.
However, at this moment.
Deep in the Tatar tribe, near a stone house, suddenly a head was poked out and looked outside carefully. She saw that the evil evil had been killed, so she tiptoed out.
"Wendy? Why are you out?"
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