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Chapter 1665 I remembered

When the goddess of creation recalled the original function of Lahirion's dream, a terrifying existence appeared.

Of course, that is not the Lord of Crazy Loudness - because the body of the Lord of Crazy Louding is still locked in the deepest part of the Dream Plane, waiting to escape, but the existence that descends here is not much simpler than the Lord of Crazy Louding.

Hao Ren felt that the entire dark realm was trembling, which was the result of the turbulence of the existence foundation of everything due to some powerful disturbing force, but he also knew that his feeling was not accurate: in fact, only the founder was turbulent.

It was just a group of wreckage of the star, because that power was entrenched within this range, but the impact when it appeared was so powerful that everyone's perception went wrong for an instant.

Countless loud noises came from all directions, and the continents and islands that had been floating peacefully in the sky for tens of thousands of years began to spin crazily like disordered tops, with large and small pieces of land colliding together in the chaos.

There was a deafening sound, and the ancient temple ruins between the land fragments were also involved in this chaos. They were squeezed and ground between the floating land, and the remaining energy burst out from them, forming in the air.

created countless radioactive lightning nets.

Only the continent under the feet of Hao Ren and his party maintained stability: the moment the chaos broke out, the goddess of creation reacted. She suppressed the restlessness of the entire continent with a stamp of her feet and created a small order around the continent.

area, however, this small area of ​​order is so insignificant in the entire Founding Star wreckage group. It is like an isolated island in the strong wind and waves, and is in danger of capsizing at any time.

Nangong Wuyue wrapped her tail tightly around Nangong Sanba, who was closest to her, and said in a sharp voice: "Ah, what happened, what happened!!!"

"A guy has been released!" Hao Ren quickly armed himself and ordered Nolan to put all weapon systems online and enter overload status. "Didn't we say before that the Kingdom of God is due to the power of the goddess?

It exploded due to the collision with the power of madness, so since the goddess is still alive——"

"The other force is also alive!" The second half of the sentence was answered by the goddess of creation herself. At this moment, she had completely recovered from that deep sleep - not only had she regained consciousness, but she had also recovered her memory of all the details.

"Damn it, I remembered why I created that dream in the first place. There was another me here. I pulled her with me to face the destruction, but she was not completely annihilated like me. In order to prevent that guy from escaping, I created a reality.

The dream bound him... As for the dream becoming Lahirion, that will happen later..."

"The darkened version of you has indeed unfolded like this," Hao Ren glanced at the nervous goddess with a toothache, "If I guessed correctly, you used the method of cutting off your own memory this time.

Strengthen the seal on her, right? Dreams and cutting memories seem unstable, but why are you so confident in yourself? My God, this is not the first time something has happened to you in this area, okay!!

"

The goddess with silver hair and blood-eyed eyes seemed to want to say something, but a coercion that made everyone tremble suddenly came over, interrupting the conversation.

In the dark and chaotic void, the energy flows escaping from the ruins of the Kingdom of God suddenly seemed to have a focus and began to converge in the same direction. Nolan subconsciously used his main gun to fire there.

However, the powerful psionic energy bombardment was actually intercepted by a huge arc that burst out, and then both were annihilated: obviously, the gathered energy was of the same level as the psionic energy bombardment.

Just after this short delay, the gathered energy flows had completed compression and reshaping. The dazzling light quickly faded, and a dark thing with blood-red lines, like a cocoon, appeared there.

"Attacks are useless!" The goddess of creation hurriedly said at this time, "The energy outside will offset all damage. Her body has not come out at all. We have to wait for the cocoon to burst..."

Hao Ren wanted to say that the so-called "cancellation of all damage" was a joke in the face of absolute power, but after thinking about it carefully, he probably didn't have enough power to kill a true god at the moment, so he asked instead: "We can kill him after the cocoon breaks.

Is she dead?"

The goddess of creation raised her head: "No, we can be killed by her after that."

Hao Ren almost lost his temper: "What?! Aren't you and her evenly matched? And if you add a few of us, wouldn't it be..."

The goddess of creation frowned and observed the enemy's situation: "We were evenly matched before falling asleep, but after observing just now, her sleep quality should be better than mine..."

Hao Ren finally confirmed that the previous oscillation of the goddess's painting style was not an illusion, but at this time he had no time to complain about such minutiae, because the surface of the "cocoon" in mid-air was quickly covered with cracks.

The cocoon bursts very quickly, unlike in movies, TV games, and games, which have to brew for half an hour to release various special effects. If that were the case, Hao Ren was confident that at least four-digit turrets could be deployed nearby before it exploded.

And the space mine, however, it only took two seconds to complete the rupture process. The dark shell cracked silently, and a petite-looking figure appeared in the air.

It was a woman who was almost identical in appearance to the goddess of creation, but there was a significant difference: she had almost no color.

It's like a picture without coloring. The woman emerging from the cocoon is horribly pale. Her clothes, hair, skin and eyes are all exactly the same pale color. If it weren't for the outline of her eyebrows, she would still be white.

Looking at it, Hao Ren almost thought it was just a pure white figure.

"Haha, I thought the darkened goddess would be black, but I didn't expect her to be quite white."

Hao Ren dryly tried to tell a joke, but no one could laugh at all.

Theoretically the biggest insurance when meeting the Goddess of Destruction is the Goddess of Creation - however, she said that she had not slept well before and now she cannot defeat the boss. Where can you explain this?!

But no matter what, if you encounter an enemy, you have to fight. Hao Ren felt that he still had to fight before it was impossible to do anything. At least he had to buy time for everyone to retreat, so he held on to the two cosmic shards tightly.

Chang Jian, while standing forward, gave Nolan the order to broadcast the beacon in his mind.

The dream is over at this time. There will be no problem with broadcasting the beacon, right?

The goddess of destruction who hatched from the cocoon in mid-air had already seen his actions. The pale evil god lowered her head, with no emotion in her eyes, and a dry voice came from her mouth: "I know what you are holding.

Those two swords."

"Hey, can we still communicate?" Hao Ren was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously.

"Huh?" The Goddess of Destruction frowned strangely, "My voice has no impact at all? What kind of creature are you?"

"Why do I have to die when I hear your voice?" Hao Ren grinned, "I am more or less a demigod."

"Demigod? When did a demigod like you appear in the world..." The Goddess of Destruction tilted her head, then waved her hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter, just kill him."

As she spoke, a translucent ripple that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye swung out from her hand and flew in the direction of Hao Ren at a seemingly slow speed.

Where the ripples passed, there were obvious breaks and distortions in the space.

In an instant, Hao Ren felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before spread throughout his body. This sense of crisis was even greater than when he was slashing with Rock Marton with a blade.

Strongly, he soon realized that the seemingly inconspicuous ripple was actually fatal: it did not destroy or damage the spatial structure along the way, but deleted everything along the way!

However, it was impossible to avoid it. Although the ripple looked very slow, Hao Ren immediately realized that the so-called "slowness" was just an illusion caused by time being swallowed up. He was destined to be hit, and there was no way to take advantage of it.

He could only hope that Raven 12345 would be more reliable.

He silently recited Raven 12345's name in his heart, and the ripple had already touched his body. At the moment of contact, a thin layer of "holy light" filled the rigid shield. This layer originated from Raven 12345's blessing.

The power and the attack of the Goddess of Destruction came into contact with each other, causing an instant impact...

Well, there was no loud explosion or burst of bright light. There was only a seemingly harmless scattered line deflecting in front of Hao Ren and scattering out. But where those lines landed, whether it was rocks, soil, or those in mid-air.

The ancient temples disappeared in an instant.

Hao Ren broke out in white hair - but no matter what, the blessing of Raven 12345 was actually able to block this thing, which made him almost believe in his unreliable God.

On the other side, the Goddess of Destruction, who discovered that her attack was ineffective, tilted her head curiously. She probably had never thought that such a thing would happen. A "mortal" who looked nothing special could actually rely on a layer of protection.

Shield blocked his own blow: "Huh? You... are a bit interesting..."

Hao Ren found that with his divine shield he could block the ordinary attack of the half-bucket water + resurrected weak goddess, his confidence greatly increased. Of course, he did not expect that he would really be his opponent, but he knew very well that

I am not alone.

As long as it's not a crushing situation, it seems like something can be done.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" Hao Ren regained his breath, calming down the mental energy that was turbulent due to driving the divine shield, and then raised his hand to point to the chaotic space around him, "The more interesting things have just begun!"

The pale Evil God looked at his action with some curiosity, as if she couldn't figure out what other tricks the not-so-strong guy in front of her could use. Of course, she also saw a group of people around Hao Ren who were ready to fight.

Teammates, and another self not far away, but she can clearly feel that although the strength of these people is a bit troublesome, they are not too big a threat, and as for the other self...

The other party is obviously still in a very weak state.

So she felt that Hao Ren was just bluffing.

Until the moment when countless space cracks suddenly opened in the chaotic void, and two huge legions passed through the cracks and entered this space.


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