"Does this guy who hides his head and tail finally dare to show his face? Die!" The king let out an angry soul scream, and the entire body continued to expand, transforming into the original body - the immortal master.
To be honest, here on the Chaos Side, what the king hates the most is the so-called Will of the Void. He will never conflict with you head-on. He will only instruct the Big Mouth of the Abyss to cause trouble for you. You don't know where he is, so you can find him if you want to take revenge.
Can't find the target.
Sometimes the king really doubts whether this so-called Will of the Void is a guy with an empty name, who only masters some special abilities, but has very low strength.
It's not that there are no such guys, there are many of them. For example, those demons have scary names, such as the Lord of Terror, but they can't even withstand a punch from Feti.
If you are frightened by his name and sign some so-called devil's contract with him, then you will be in trouble, and you will be squeezed by him and drained of everything.
If this Void Will is not of this type, why does it never dare to show its face? Even in the memories of some old gods, there are no fragments about the Void Will.
It seems that records about the Will of the Void began to appear after the Eternal Divine Light exploded, but no one has ever seen him with their own eyes.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared today and chopped him down!
Ange also took a step forward, and the phantom of the ancient dragon burst out of his body.
The giant coffin retreated even faster and quickly disappeared into the mist of chaos.
"??" A big question mark popped up in everyone's mind. What happened? Is this the wrong way to go?
Why does it feel like you are in a tavern, you push open the private room door, want to ask who is so noisy, then you see a pile of untouchable goods, and then you quickly exit?
Ange and the king immediately chased after him, but as soon as the king's original body flew out of the realm, he was immediately pulled back by the tight chain.
His body was still anchored, so he had no choice but to escape from his clone and follow Ange forward.
This was a big step slower, and since it was just a clone, it couldn't pick up the speed. I could only watch Ange disappear into the fog ahead, and the distance became farther and farther.
"Forget it Ange, stop chasing, be careful of ambush." The king shouted. Compared with catching this guy who hides his head and tail, everyone's safety is more important.
I don’t know if Ange heard it, but he couldn’t be seen anyway.
What else could he do? The king could only keep his head down and chase him forward.
With huge bodies like the giant coffin and the ancient dragon, the traces of movement along the way were very obvious. The king did not lose track of them, but he soon saw something that made his soul tighten.
They were several pieces of golden scales, with some minced meat still remaining at the roots, and there were very strong energy impact residues around them. It was obvious that Ange had come into contact with the giant coffin.
"No, Ange's original body has not been tempered. How can he be the opponent of the will of the void? Don't worry, you still have a lot of soul connections." The unclear face of the king's clone showed two words.
One eye is almost twisted into one.
However, after flying a certain distance, he found a pile of fragments that had obviously fallen from the giant coffin. There were strong thunder element fluctuations left on the fragments, and it seemed that they had been shot down by a thunder element attack.
"Hey, the will of the void is injured? Ange hurt him?" the king mumbled in surprise.
Continuing to chase forward, there are more and more traces of the battle along the way, becoming more and more fragmented. There are fallen scales, broken bones, diffuse soul energy, and even a struggling and recovering Titan.
Titan? The king looked at this Titan in astonishment and thought: It looks familiar. Who is this?
Kenos, who had just started to struggle, also saw the king. He was so frightened that he immediately hugged his head and thought to himself: You can't see me...You can't see me...Pull me...
With a swish, a pulling force came from the front, and with a swish, Kenos turned into a thick electric light and pulled forward.
There are only a few Titans in total. The king thought carefully and vaguely remembered this Titan: "It seems to be called Kenos. Isn't he a Thunder Titan? How did he become a Golden Titan?"
Knox was able to break through into the Golden Titan mainly because he was more electrified...
The fact that Kenos could be pulled over meant that the distance was not far away. The king chased for another distance and came to a chaotic area. This area was full of traces of battle, and the chaotic fog was riddled with holes.
Chaos.
There is an 'army' that is attacking the giant coffin rhythmically.
It can only be described as an army, because there are more than forty ancient gods in this army alone. The little demon king who revealed his true form is more than a hundred meters tall, leaving blood-red trails as he moves.
The Spark Goddess was circling and swaying, brewing a world-destroying spark in her hand that was so intense that even the king felt terrified.
The rest of the ancient gods, led by these two ancient god hunters, kept launching attacks on the giant coffin, but they were mainly long-range attacks. Looking at their posture, it looked more like they were interfering with the giant coffin.
The two immortal gods were responsible for the main attack, a goddess holding rice ears, a beautiful goddess, a god wearing a raincoat with his trouser legs rolled up, a goblin dragging a money bag, and a huge book.
The Book of Brass.
Six gods... Counting the God of Knowledge represented by the Book of Brass, there are seven gods. However, the king knows the strength of Nigris. Adding it to a battle of this level always feels a little bit...
strange.
Under the leadership of Gu Long, the seven gods launched attacks on the giant coffin in tacit cooperation, and the giant coffin retreated step by step.
This kind of scene is very contrary to everyone's understanding, because on the chaotic side, the ancient gods are higher-level existences than the gods.
Although the gods have all kinds of weird magical skills, these magical skills are basically ineffective against the ancient gods, and the energy level of the gods is far inferior to that of the ancient gods, so they are often abused.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything. For example, there are honey elves among the ancient gods, and there are perverts like Ange among the gods. What is even more perverted is that he has the ability of the six gods and also has the body of origin.
The power of the original body will be projected onto the gods at the most appropriate time, improving their energy levels. This kind of exquisite and seamless cooperation is definitely not something that a few gods can achieve.
The king secretly muttered: "Is what Naige said true? Ange has many gods? Are these all his incarnations?"
When the energy levels are almost the same, weird magical skills may become the key to victory.
The Harvest Goddess holding the ears of rice stared lovingly at the giant coffin, so much so that it didn't dare to stay in one place.
But all his attacks were blocked by the god of profiteers dragging his money bag and the god of planting wearing a raincoat. The sound of "discount——" resounded throughout the void.
After the discounted attack, the elements of the God of Planting were transformed into piles of elf beans and straw, and occasionally one or two straw owls... Owls?
The two immortal gods took turns to launch attacks, alternating with different waves, cutting down the giant coffin until it was unable to respond.
The immortal gods do not need the power of the original body, because they have the 40-meter-long scythe given by the king.
Behind the Immortal God, the Book of Brass followed closely, ready to open its pages and pounce on the opponent at any time, preparing to seal the opponent.
There were attacks from the gods in turn, and the ancient gods were watching eagerly outside. The giant coffin that had been silent finally made a voice: "I am not the Will of the Void. You have mistaken the person."