"If you continue to fight, how much power will you have left?" Brahma, the God of Disaster, said hoarsely, with ill-concealed malice flashing in his dark eyes: "And the King of Evil Beasts under me still has some power left.
Seventy-two!”
"Although in your eyes, they are just cannon fodder!"
"However, even if you are a god, if you want to kill the seventy-two evil beast kings, you should have to expend a lot of divine power, right?"
The blood-killing god didn't say a word, but his face hidden by the ghost mask became more and more solemn.
"What's more, this is still a dark sea of trees!"
The God of Disaster raised a tentacle-like arm, and sprayed out clouds of thick black mist from the suction cups on its surface.
"Here, every evil beast king that dies will turn into pure power of black mist, and as long as I absorb the power of black mist, I can become stronger!"
In place, the God of Disaster sounded confident.
He did not hesitate to use one-tenth of his divine power to set up a killing plan specifically for the blood-killing god. At this time, it had been fully activated, and the entire dark sea of trees had long been set up by the god of disaster to prevent the blood-killing god.
Escape.
"Go, my children!"
Then, Brahma, the God of Disaster, stopped talking nonsense and waved a tentacle full of teeth and eyes. Seventy-two twisted and ugly evil beast kings of different shapes around him roared at the same time and rushed towards the Blood Slayer.
god.
On the same spot, the blood-killing god's eyes were solemn.
Just as the God of Disaster said, if the blood-killing god's crimson power is to be fully exerted, it must be sacrificed with the blood of the war ghost clan, and the dark tree sea at this time obviously does not have this opportunity.
Originally, the Bloodkilling God thought that the God of Disaster had lost one-tenth of his divine power and was in an extremely weak state at this moment. He joined forces with the outsider wizard, and even if he could not exert his full strength in the dark sea of trees, he could still defeat the Disaster.
God is right, but I never thought that I would fall into the opponent's trap.
"Hmph! Come on!"
Looking at the kings of evil beasts roaring around him, Sayenu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his crimson power exploded around him, roaring, "You are not qualified to kill me!"
After saying that, the blood-killing god swung the red giant sword.
The crimson divine power burned like a flame, and a pair of red wings sprouted from Sayeru's back. It suddenly vibrated and flew into the air, erupting with an aura like a purgatory angel.
Not far away, Fanmo was slightly surprised.
In his impression, Sayenu did not have red wings. This seemed to be a method obtained by the opponent when he was traveling in the void. The pair of blood-red wings scattered feathers when they vibrated, exuding a feeling that did not belong to this world.
Unique scent.
"Do you think you've had an adventure?"
Sayenu roared angrily, and the fiery red wings behind his back shook. The hot flames flowed as if they turned into blood. In mid-air, the blood-killing god was like the sun, and its dazzling light seemed to illuminate the entire dark sea of trees.
The surrounding thick black fog was illuminated by red light and turned into ashes.
Woohoo!
On the ground, two evil beast kings that looked like pterosaurs flew into the sky under the command of the God of Disaster, opened their long and sharp mouths, and sprayed out two streams of liquid entwined with the power of black mist, trying to pollute Sa.
Yenu's blood-red wings.
However, Sayenu's eyes were cold.
The red wings emitted a scorching light, dispelling the corrosion of the power of the black mist. The giant sword was swung in Sayeru's hand, and the heads of the two pterodactyl evil beast kings were directly chopped off and fell to the ground.
Bang bang bang!
At this time, there was a shaking sound from the ground, and a huge Deinonychus king of evil beasts, with a long and narrow head, extremely thick lower limbs, and somewhat short front claws, roared and charged towards the blood-killing god.
The king of evil beasts as a third-level life form.
Under normal circumstances, when facing a fourth-level god, one would be innately suppressed by the power of the god and unable to move. But at this time, after all, we are in the dark sea of trees, which is the lair of the King of Evil Beasts. In addition, the God of Disaster has never been able to move.
They suppressed each other, causing the seventy-two evil beast kings to fall into a state of frenzy.
Sayenu swung his sword to fly away a strange bird and evil beast that was coming towards him, and then the other palm turned into a fist. The crimson divine power was like a mountain, directly smashing the Deinonychus over, and even the earth was pressed out by the huge force.
ditch.
In a moment, four more evil beast kings were killed by Sayenu.
However, the God of Disaster not far away still had no intention of intervening. His whole body, including the eyes on each tentacle, was staring at the battle ahead, full of indifference to the deaths of several evil beast kings.
"That's it, keep going!"
The God of Disaster let out a strange laugh and said hoarsely: "Sayanu, in the dark sea of trees, your divine power cannot be replenished, so sooner or later it will be exhausted, but I can take advantage of all the fields!"
"
"I did lose to you in the battle between gods six thousand years ago."
"Failure to completely kill me will be the thing you regret the most, but unfortunately, you have no chance. After this battle is over, the whole world will be shrouded in black mist, and everything will become my believer!
"
"Disaster and fog will become the only masters!"
…
The border of the dark sea of trees.
At the same spot, Enzo, who was walking forward, stopped and looked into the distance. A dignified luster appeared in his eyes. Deep in the dark sea of trees, a dazzling red light burst out at the last moment, seeming to illuminate the entire sea of trees.
"Are you already taking full action so soon?"
Feeling the aura of the dazzling red light in the depths of the dark sea of trees, a trace of surprise appeared on Enzo's face. According to normal circumstances, even if the God of Blood Slaying and the God of Disaster were fighting, the two would now be in a tentative stage.
That's right.
However, at this moment, the momentum erupting deep in the dark sea of trees is already extremely terrifying!
It was like the God of Blood Killing had already unleashed all his firepower, but the aura of the God of Disaster was still in silence, so it did not cause too serious damage to the dark sea of trees.
"What happened?" Enzo frowned slightly.
Then, he clenched the wand in his hand, and the magic power in his body exploded. Through the attribute mechanism of the witchcraft runes, 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.
Swish, brush, brush!
Ten shadow crows appeared in mid-air and flew into the depths of the dark tree sea at the same time. However, swallowed by the power of the surrounding thick black mist, half of the shadow crows were corroded into magical ashes almost instantly.
Only the other half of the shadow crow is left, still flying.
Enzo frowned. Although he used witchcraft to interfere with the special rules in the dark sea of trees as much as possible, it could only affect a certain range. The farther away the shadow crows were from him, the more they were on the verge of being broken.
In the end, all the shadow crows turned into ashes.
But thankfully, there was still one last shadow crow. Under the full control of Enzo's spirit, it stumbled and flew deep into the dark sea of trees, sending back some pictures to him.
"Chip, increase the focal length of the field of view!"
Enzo ordered in his heart, and 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, standing in the air with shaking wings. Around him, there was a
The king of evil beasts is launching an attack without fear of death.
The blood-killing god Sayenu has powerful and surging power.
One after another, the evil beast kings were killed one after another under the red giant sword. Their corrupted bodies turned into black mist and dispersed. It seemed that the blood-killing god had the absolute upper hand.
However, Enzo's brows furrowed even deeper.
Although Sayenu in Shadow Crow's field of vision was constantly killing the kings of evil beasts one after another, the crimson divine power wrapped around him was constantly being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming weaker and weaker.
This is obviously not a good sign!
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 at every turn when he faces the god of disaster.
Just after understanding this, Enzo had a thought in his mind.
Deep in the dark sea of trees, the shadow crow turned its gaze and stared at another area, where a humanoid creature with an octopus-like head and a face covered with twisted tentacles was standing there.
"The human form of the God of Disaster?" Enzo muttered to himself.
It seems that only the God of Disaster can pay such indifferent attention to the battle of the Blood-Killing God and drive the evil beast kings to attack. At this time, the God of Disaster has not personally come on stage to fight against the Blood-Killing God, so he maintains
In half-human form.
"Is this... a trap?"
In an instant, a flash of lightning seemed to flash across Enzo's heart. From the God of Disaster's attitude towards the God of Bloodkiller, he immediately understood something. But at the same time, the God of Disaster also seemed to notice the presence in the air.
Shadow crow.
"A wizard's little trick?"
On the spot, a tentacle on the chin of the God of Disaster trembled, and from the mouth-like sucker at the end, a corrosive black mist was ejected, which instantly swallowed up the shadow crow in mid-air, and Enzo's vision was cut off.
"It seems... it is indeed a trap!" Enzo narrowed his eyes.
According to the reaction of the God of Disaster, this plan to join forces with the God of Blood Slayer and go to the Dark Sea of Trees has obviously fallen into the trap of the God of Disaster, but Enzo is not too panicked about this.
At the level of a third-level wizard, strategies no longer have much effect.
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 that the God of Blood Killing, as an ally, still has a few trump cards in his hand. Even Enzo is not unprepared. Using the power of the artifact's shadow disguise, he can leave the Dark Sea of Trees at any time, which is completely beneficial to the Invincible Land.
"But... this is fine."
On the same spot, Enzo's eyes flickered and he murmured: "The God of Disaster is strong enough to make the God of Bloodkiller pay a higher price. No matter the confrontation between these two gods, who will be the winner in the end, then for me
It’s all a good thing!”
As the old saying goes, the fight between a lion and a tiger will only benefit the hunter in the end.
Since Enzo wants to advance to the fourth level of wizard by conquering the world of war ghosts, both the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster are obstacles in front of him, and they must be eradicated in the end.
Although the Bloodkiller God chose to ally with Enzo, they were only using each other.
Enzo was very aware of this at all times, so he never gave the other party real trust and always kept a trump card.
…
On the other side, the Tatar tribe.
Black viscous liquid flowed on the ground, leaving behind black traces that looked like corrosion. On a pool of objects that looked like flesh and blood, several pieces of rotten internal organs gave off a disgusting smell.
"Actually...killed the big evil!"
Next to the stone house in the corner, Drogo's face was pale, and his eyes were shining with surprise. He looked not far away at dozens of evil ghosts driving evil beasts and wolves, and his heart was beating loudly.
It has been ten minutes since the battle ended.
As a second-level life form, the great evil spirit was eventually killed by a hundred evil ghosts. The power of the black mist that was the source of life in his body dissipated, and even his corpse turned into a pile of rotting, stinking flesh.
And the one hundred evil ghosts were not without casualties.
Among them, more than twenty of the first-generation evil ghosts were killed by Daxieyi, and almost all of the remaining evil ghosts were injured and were recovering by absorbing the power of the black mist that escaped after the death of Daxieyi.
"Oh my god, where are these people coming from?"
In the corner, Kalu opened his mouth wide, with a puzzled expression on his face. In his opinion, in this world, apart from the war ghosts, perhaps the only evil beings polluted by the black mist can still be considered humanoid creatures.
However, the evil ghost tribe that suddenly appeared in the Tatar tribe does not belong to the war ghost tribe, nor does it belong to the evil aliens, and is full of alternative atmosphere.
The size of these evil ghosts is similar to that of war ghosts, but the fluctuations emanating from their bodies are like those of evil beings, and their skin is shriveled and festering, like a group of zombies crawling out of a cemetery.
"Unfortunately, I don't know either."
Next to him, Drogo shook his head and said helplessly, "But no matter what, they don't seem to have any malicious intent. At least they saved the Tatar tribe and helped us kill the terrible evil."
"Then what should we do now?" Karu said, leaning on crutches.
Drogo thought for a moment, seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "I'll go up and try first to see if I can communicate with them. Since they are humanoid creatures like us, they should have the ability to speak, right?"
After saying that, Drogo stepped forward and tried to communicate with the evil ghost clan.
However, no matter what he said, the evil ghosts showed no reaction and just stood there recovering from their injuries, like a group of soulless puppets, unable to 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 ghosts. These people were like a group of puppets. They almost all maintained the same posture after killing the evil ghosts.
However, at this moment.
Deep in the Tatar tribe, near a stone house, a head suddenly popped out and looked outside cautiously. When she saw that Da Xieyi had been killed, she walked out quietly.
"Wendy? Why did you come out?"
When Drogo saw the petite figure, he immediately frowned and reprimanded, "Didn't I tell you to hide with other women? Who told you to walk out of the cellar without permission!"