With flying black hair and shaking dewdrops, a handsome man with a slender figure stepped out of the long river, walked slowly, and landed in this time and space.
He just landed.
"kill!"
"Do it!"
"Hahahaha, give the saint a stick!"
The entire military formation, which had been prepared for countless billions of years, was turning like a gear, and suddenly a long-planned attack broke out the moment the opponent landed.
boom!
Hit it down with a stick.
Atabibia's mind was slightly dizzy:
"It's really troublesome. Is it a routine to welcome me like this every time I land? It makes me really want the saint to guard my material area and help me defend as soon as I land."
The saints of this era are all phantoms and have no physical form.
Therefore, when he landed, the saints could not protect him. The creatures in the 3% of the map in front of him were the real people in this universe.
However, after Sap, these people did not take the opportunity to cross over.
It seems that this sap is just a welcome ceremony and has no practical value. The other party is just standing here, watching him coldly.
It looks like I am a scoundrel who cannot be beaten to death.
"It's really the same scene."
Atabibia was a little speechless, looking at the circle around him, this time it was obviously the same army that was waiting in full formation, and it felt very inconsistent.
"What happened?" He felt a strong sense of inexplicable uneasiness.
The saint connects the heaven and the earth and is the supreme law of the universe. He is omniscient and omnipotent in his own field, and his premonitions are extremely accurate.
And he has control over the past, present, and future of the entire universe. This premonition allows him to feel that something may threaten him next, even if he does not travel through the future again.
Uneasiness arose in my heart.
Atabibia frowned slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
And Herodotus next to him is not the supreme god, and he does not have the magical weapon to control the long river of time. He does not have this kind of intuition, but he is eager to try, "Is it coming again? This time, let me do it! Minnis, just watch carefully.
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Minnis was silent for a while, thinking to himself: "The Minnis of this era will soon merge with my fifth self, and I will be a little stronger! If I go up again this time, I won't suffer any more."
He felt that he had been careless before.
The opponent did not follow martial ethics and was defeated after a series of sneak attacks. In a head-on fight, he should not lose.
"I don't need to say anything more. You have looked for me in history." Volga moved slowly and calmly, stood up and looked at the saint above his head, "I don't need to explain why I don't go to your side."
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"I'll fight you!" Herodotus walked out directly. This time he didn't even have to hide anymore. He went straight to the most intense topic and called it a day.
"There's no rush." But Artabia slowly stopped Herodotus and looked around with vigilant eyes.
The unknown is the scariest thing.
Time changes everything beyond recognition, and unknown horrors may appear in every time travel.
He didn't know what weird changes this timeline would have this time, in these nine billion years, but he had to be vigilant.
Because nothing has changed now, but it is the most abnormal thing.
Volga is a smart man. He has been searched for in history, so he knows that he has lost once, but he still chooses this losing route...
"It can't be true, why are you afraid..."
"If this is the case, the decay is too fast. I have come to a certain timeline where the saint turns black..."
"Or perhaps, one of the saints at that time had a hidden agenda... so he moved very fast and non-stop."
A heavy cloud enveloped Atabia's heart.
No matter the heroes or saints of those times, they all know very well that in this world, it is difficult for anyone to do anything.
Only in the future, on local battlefields... will there be some kind of opportunity.
Because whether it is a saint or a hero of the era, if they want to win, their first thing is to attack him, a prophet!
But what is the meaning of the other party's sneak attack on you?
It's not that time yet.
Lifting the table so early would be too soon.
Unless the other party has really experienced some kind of blackening event, which has led to a drastic change in mentality and started... Darkening is ten times stronger?
Or maybe it wasn't the Saint who took action at all, but Volga secretly released the Ancient God of Light in this future?
Does this sense of threat come from the Ancient God of Light?
"Time is really the biggest unknown in the universe." Artabibia couldn't help but smile bitterly. As the God of Time, he felt that he had only uncovered the tip of the iceberg of the vast time.
"Don't hit him? Okay, I won't hit him yet."
At this time, Herodotus paused. Although he had a good mind, he was too lazy to use his brain now and let the smarter Artabia think.
Since Atabibia said not to take action, he would just wait.
"As expected of the God of Time." Volga smiled softly, "Then, if you don't want to fight, please come back."
“Wherever you come from, you will go.”
He sat calmly on the spot, with 800,000 legions forming a battle formation behind him, as if standing motionless, guarding the 3% material map.
These people are obviously following the line that the enemy will not move and I will not move.
Just spend it as much as you do.
Let’s see who can outlast whom. Anyway, it’s definitely not him who is anxious.
Atabibia frowned deeply again. He was indeed in a dilemma now. It was impossible to throw away 3% of the material.
If you cut off a city today, you will cut off a province tomorrow!
What's more, this is not as simple as discarding 3% of matter. This is allowing this multi-dimensional dynasty of nothingness to directly break through from 0 to 1.
As soon as they became alive, they began to fight back, becoming the prototype of a multidimensional universe dynasty, attacking each other with reality, sending troops, and plundering resources.
"Let's do it."
Artabia closed his eyes and said to Herodotus next to him:
"Even if I know that the other party is waiting for me to take action, I still have to take action. First, I can know what the other party is going to do."
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Herodotus immediately took action and began trying to decipher the turtle shell.
But this time, the other party's skills seemed to be more mature and perfect, and they couldn't find any flaws.
Herodotus kept trying to attack the opponent's military formation, but the opponent defended tightly and refused to fight back. He looked like a shameless person who could hit you, but I just didn't.
The two sides are still in a stalemate.
Herodotus fought again and again for seven whole days, but to no avail.
"There is no point in such a stalemate. The opponent is very mysterious behind the scenes. You have decided that you can't win... let Minis go." Artabibia said coldly: "Five of us merge into one, let's see what your results are.
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"yes."
Minnis didn't think too much about it at all.
Or maybe after countless him merge in the future, his wisdom will also improve, but now he doesn't think about it at all, and he doesn't bother to think about it.
With a bang, Minis continued to take action.
"I can break it!
"Minis shouted.
But after a few exchanges of moves, the turtle shell suddenly counterattacked, catching Minis off guard and suddenly bursting open.
There was a roar.
Minis died, matter spilled out, and saints from the underworld began to descend.
The saint who comes this time is not the emperor, but the most powerful king in the universe! The most powerful taboo existence that controls all matter in the universe! The limit of pure combat power in this world!
"It's Nocron, why did he come in person?" Herodotus frowned.
"With one move, we can defeat each other. We should go back then." Minnis said: "This future is almost exactly the same as the last time. It feels a little weird, as if... someone is deliberately guiding it, or is it...
Hurry up and walk better, I always feel like someone is deliberately squatting on us..."
But Atabia didn't speak, his eyes glowed, and he shot towards the celestial monarch in front of him, the newly arrived and materialized Nokron.
"Go quickly!
"
With just a startling glance, a creepy feeling surged out of Artabia's heart, and the threat of death filled his body, driving him uncontrollably away.
