Dark sea of ​​trees, periphery.

In the dense forest where black trees were intertwined, the mist around became thinner and thinner, as if they were gathering towards an area, and the vision ahead became clearer.

In place, Enzo stopped.

He looked ahead, deep in the dark sea of ​​trees, strong energy fluctuations continued to burst out, causing the chips in his mind to keep sending alarms, and a solemn expression appeared on Enzo's face.

"Shadow Crow!" Enzo called out softly.

As the magic was released, shadow crows flew out of Enzo's body, and then under the control of mental power, towards the depths of the sea of ​​trees.

The God of Disaster and the God of Blood Killing have begun a full war.

Therefore, the black fog power of the entire dark tree sea was forced to be summoned by the God of Disaster, and the rules began to appear loopholes. Several shadow crows were not disturbed and flew smoothly into the depths of the tree sea.

In place, Enzo slowly closed his eyes.

The field of vision began to change and was placed on several shadow crows. Using the ability of the shadow crow, Enzo saw the scene deep in the dark tree sea, and the crimson divine power and the black fog power collided violently.

Deep in the dark tree sea, the crimson power burns!

The blood-killing god Sayanu turned into a giant ten meters high, with fiery red wings behind it shaking, like a scorching angel, with crimson divine power tangled around her body, and the giant sword wielded to tear the fog.

On the other side, the god of disaster, Fanmo, also showed its own form.

Compared with the giant war god form of the God of Blood Killing, the image of the God of Disaster Fanmo seems to be extremely distorted. The huge and bloated octopus has hundreds of tentacles, and each tentacle has a hideous mouth and eyeballs on the surface.

Above the sky, eyes were staring at the bottom.

With the environmental advantages of the dark tree sea, the God of Disaster used his authority to suppress the God of Blood-killing. Innumerable black trees stretched out branches like devil's minions and attacked the God of Blood-killing Sayanu.

brush!

As Sayanu waved his giant sword again, the crimson flames tore through the black mist, and the scorching high temperature ignited the black branches. A king of evil beasts, which looked like an ape, had eight barbs and scales, roared and tore through the fire curtain and rushed towards the God of Blood-killing.

Bang!

In place, the giant Sayanu punched out, and the screech divine power penetrated directly into the chest of the king of the evil beast. The burning flames turned the opponent into ashes, as if a ball of black fog exploded.

"The last one!"

On the earth, Sayanu stood tall with both feet and killed the last king of evil beasts. He felt a little relieved. Although the kings of evil beasts under the command of the God of Disaster have caused him to lose a lot of divine power, everything is worth it.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Sayanu's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. After using that trump card, the blood sacrificed the divine power absorbed by many tyrants, which restored his state. Even though he was in the dark sea of ​​trees at this time, the blood-killing god was still full of confidence.

"You lost to me in the battle of ancient times!"

Sayanu raised his giant sword and said in a deep voice, ": There will be no change in the ending of today, and the world will never have a god of disaster."

"Yeah?"

The God of Disaster smiled grimly, and tentacles suddenly waved, and the power of the black fog was like ink. On the sky, the one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed ones seemed to be crushed by invisible power, and the muddy and weird liquid flowed down.

Hurry!

It seemed as if black rain was falling in the sky, drops of dirty liquid fell into the dark sea of ​​trees, causing corrosive traces on the ground, but the black trees seemed to absorb energy and became excited.

Rust!

On the ground, black trees twisted violently as if they were given life. Sharp and harsh sounds sounded around them, and the soil kept surging. The rhizomes buried deep in the ground of the black trees twisted into their feet and pulled out.

Hehehehehehehehe!

A strange laughter came from the black tree monsters. These strange trees that were given life by the God of Disaster did not grow faces, but waved the branches and leaves to rub, but simulated a screaming laugh.

At the same time, collapses appeared on the earth.

Caves as big as millstones continued to appear one after another, and black mice with scarlet eyes crawled out with a squeaky scream, swinging their slender and ugly tails, emitting a malice.

"The power of disasters and mist is destined to rule everything!"

In the air, the God of Disaster was floating, waving his tentacles and rolling up a strange mouse, and directly biting it with the teeth on the tentacles, feeling the flow of black blood, and an excited luster appeared in his eyes.

"Go, my kids!"

Then, the God of Disaster roared, pulled out the black monster tree with its feet from the soil and the strange rats emerging from the cave, and rushed towards the God of Blood-killing. The number was as if it gathered into black waves.

"Do you have the only ability? Fanmo!"

In place, Sayanu's eyes were cold, and the giant sword suddenly penetrated into the ground. The crimson divine power burst out instantly, swallowing the black monster trees and strange mice that were attacking around like flames, turning them into ashes.

Compared with the previous evil beast kings, the black monster tree and the monster rat are weaker.

They were not even cannon fodder, and the impact on the blood-killing god was minimal. Sayanu released his divine power slightly and solved it all. As a large number of black monster trees turned into ashes, a large area of ​​open space suddenly appeared in the depths of the dark tree sea.

"If you want to see my power, of course it's okay!"

The God of Disaster smiled grimly, and tentacles waved in vain. A sound of shock came from the earth, as if a crack in the abyss appeared, and the surging black fog suddenly rushed out of the ground.

Sayanu narrowed his eyes and a hint of solemnity appeared on his face.

The evil beast king under his command died. When the monster rats and the black trees could not pose a threat to the blood-killing god, the God of Disaster finally took action himself and released the power of black fog like a surging waves.

brush!

In an instant, black fog enveloped everything, and the crimson divine power was suppressed. The shadow crow looking down at the earth in the sky was instantly swallowed. Enzo's vision also disappeared, and his heart moved and opened his eyes.

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In place, Enzo's face looked a little solemn. Everything that happened deep in the dark sea of ​​trees showed that the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster had begun to do their best, and both sides had their trump cards.

At this time, Enzo was only a thread away from the depths of the dark tree sea.

If he wants, he can sneak with the shadow at any time and only needs one minute to join the battlefield, which will undoubtedly put Enzo in danger and is not in line with his plan to fight against the wizard to gain profit.

"It's too early to take action now."

In place, Enzo stroked his chin, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, ": The God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster have confronted each other, but this god battle has obviously not reached a level related to life and death. I seem to be able to wait for a while."

At this moment, Enzo suddenly felt aroused in his heart.

Outside the dark sea of ​​trees, some means of arrangement were triggered. Enzo couldn't help but frown slightly, turned around and looked towards the direction of the Tatar tribe outside the sea of ​​trees, the Solu Plain.

...

Not long ago, the Solu Plain.

On the endless plains, the fog symbolizing the Black Fog Season has completely disappeared. If it weren't for the gloomy sky, Drogo almost thought this year's recovery season would have arrived early.

On the earth, countless figures are waiting for battle.

Headed by the leader of the Gauso tribe and the raging warrior Okaren, all the war ghost tribes in the entire plain were urgently summoned here. On the magnificent rock wall of the Gauso tribe, Okaren looked serious.

“What the hell… happened?”

In place, Drogo's face was solemn. As the ruler of the Solu Plain, the Gosso tribe had the power to force the recruitment of other tribes. A few hours ago, the Tatar tribe was forced to recruit.

"In the name of the God of Blood-killing, the Gaosuo tribe summons you!"

Above the city wall, Okaren looked at the many war ghost tribes in the open space below and said in a deep voice: "The great blood-killing god is fighting with the God of Disaster, and the evil black fog is trying to devour everything. As the people of the blood-killing god, we must not sit and wait for death!"

"I can feel that evil is approaching the Solu Plain!"

"So, warriors, take up the weapons in your hands and prepare to fight the damn evil spirits, and use blood and life to defend the glory of the ghost clan!"

With Okaren's high shout, the blood warriors below were in agitation.

Looking at the blood warriors whose qi and blood power burst below, Okaren nodded with satisfaction, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed the direction where the people from the Tatar tribe gathered in the corner.

In addition to Drogo leading the Tatar Blood Warriors, there was a girl in the team and a group of monsters wrapped in animal skins next to him.

"Drogo, stand up!"

Okaren scolded loudly and said in a deep voice, "I will issue a conscript order to the Tatar tribe, so that you can lead the blood warriors to resist evil. What's going on with this girl? And why are these guys wearing masks?"

The evil ghost clan who followed Wendy had masks on his face.

This is mainly because the evil ghost tribe, which was given the power of black fog, is too similar to the evil ones in appearance. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, Drogo prepared animal skin robes and masks for them.

Faced with Okaren's inquiry, Drogo stepped out with a tough bullet.

"Sorry, Lord Okaren."

Drogo thought for a moment and hesitated, ": Wendy's situation is a bit special, I don't know how to explain it to you, but if you need to fight evil, she can also help. Please believe it by Lord Okaren."

O'Caren frowned, just about to say something else.

However, at this moment.

On the plain in the distance, a tide of black mist suddenly surged and rushed over, and in a moment it appeared outside the Gaosuo tribe, and then twisted to form a black fog giant.

Okaren's face changed and he quickly drew out the bronze sword.

Not far away, the giant condensed by black fog still maintained a fog state on the lower body, but the upper body was a burly bald man, with two misty beards hanging on his hideous face and cruel luster in his eyes.

The evil king, Dimos!

The evil king who was born in the Black Mist Season three hundred years ago. That year, Dimos devoured almost all evil and evil beasts of the same period, so he relied on the powerful black fog power to be promoted to the evil king.

In the following three hundred years, Dimos became the minion of the God of Disaster.

Every time the Black Fog Season comes, he walks out of the dark tree sea and makes trouble all over the world. With the power of the evil king, he destroys many war ghost tribes, and his most terrifying record even destroys a southern kingdom.
To be continued...