Gloomy thunderclouds spread across the dark sky, and golden thunder snake spirits are moving among the clouds. These are completely spiritual creatures that were spawned by a certain existence using its own power. They roar, complying with the will of their master, and spray.
It spit out streaks of thunder and struck the ancient god standing on the earth.
But these waves can easily level mountains and rivers, and the thunder that evaporates rivers falls on the ancient god. It doesn't even have a real hit, and is wiped out by the majestic divine light on his body.
"Is this the true power of the ancient gods!"
Having exerted all his strength, Muria revealed his original form - the body of a titan with distinctive dragon-like characteristics.
He is holding the Prison Suppressing Halberd in one hand and the Demon-driving Sword in the other hand. He is wearing the Holy Emperor's Abyss. The Luotian Mirror behind his back is slowly rotating. Thirty-two fixed star beads are floating around, pulling the power of the world controlled by Muria.
, to counter the blessing of the undead emperor from the undead world.
Even so, Muria looked embarrassed in this battle and was at a complete disadvantage. The split god seal suspended next to him is the best proof. This big seal was completely cast for the gods.
It has a clearly visible large handprint, making it almost shapeless.
However, just such a deformation does not affect the use of the Split God Seal. The large seal equipment does not need to be exquisite, only the weight is enough.
But such convenience does not allow Muria to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with the Undead Emperor. However, the battle between him and the Undead Emperor is not a one-on-one fight, but a group fight.
After seeing that Muria was indeed unable to overwhelm this ancient god who held the power of death, the Blazing God and the Dragon King came to an end. These existences whose existence is measured in tens of thousands of years do not have any spiritual obsessiveness.
Will abide by the chivalry spirit such as duel.
Why fight alone when you can fight in a group?
As a result, this battle that had nothing to do with fairness began to tilt towards Muria.
The six gods joined forces to suppress the Kingdom of the Undead Emperor, using their own power to block the blessings of the entire Divine Kingdom, while the Dragon Kings weakened the defense of the Undead Emperor so that every blow from Muria could cause death to the God of Death.
Heavy damage.
The ancient god roared again and again. His consciousness began to recover slightly in this battle that threatened his own survival, and he began to take the initiative to summon his servants.
"My undead army, obey my call..."
Under the call of the Undead Emperor, all undead spirits living in the undead world began to respond to the call of this master. In front of their creator, their own will was irrelevant.
As a result, one after another aura that was enough to make the Blazing God and the Dragon King face up appeared everywhere in the undead world. They were undead puppets that could compete with the gods. Because Muria had fought with similar existences, these were
Muria recognized the puppet the moment it appeared.
"He is indeed the original god!"
When she noticed that no less than ten god-level undead auras appeared, Muria sighed sincerely.
When the ancient gods who were born together with the world chose to become the managers of the world, the original gods appeared. These gods who gave up freedom in exchange for power stood at the pinnacle of divine power in the world when they appeared.
Compared with the ancient gods who choose to explore the unknown of the void, the ancient gods who choose to become gods cannot be said to be a no-no. These are just two different choices.
After all, the final achievements of the ancient gods who choose to go to the void may not be greater than those of the ancient gods who choose to stay in their ways. The vast majority of the ancient gods will not do too badly in the void, provided that they can survive in the void.
Survive.
The ancient gods who chose to become the original gods basically have no intention of continuing to become stronger, because they have lost this possibility. The best portrayal of them is their debut and peak.
However, being unable to be promoted does not mean that you cannot think about other aspects. For example, the undead puppets that responded to the appearance of the undead emperor at this time, these battle puppets made from the gods' poems, are how the original god spent his long life.
The foundation that can be possessed after many years.
No matter how talented a young god is, it is impossible for him to have such a foundation. This has nothing to do with talent. It is purely about being strong and living a long time, so he can collect these divine corpses.
"Muria, focus on your battle, we will deal with these."
When he found that part of Muria's attention was attracted by the undead puppet, Aludiba reminded him,
"Before we fall, no matter how many strange undead souls this God of Death summons, we will block them for you and will not interfere with what you are doing now."
"I see."
With the weak power of the earth in his hand, Muria could feel that a terrifying number of undead were gathering towards them on the skeletal land beneath their feet.
Even relying on the Luotian Mirror behind her, Muria has observed the boundless tide of the undead, which is a natural disaster of the undead that can make any country or even force feel desperate.
But for epics, this is just dust that can be easily erased with a little time. The only thing worth noting is the legendary undead and god corpse puppets hidden in it. Apart from that, there is nothing else. The number is for
As far as epics are concerned, it has long lost its meaning.
"By the way, Grandpa, if you can, please seal those legendary undead and corpse puppets as much as possible. If not, destroy them!"
Muria suddenly thought of a very important thing, so he immediately reminded him.
It is only a matter of time before he gathers the power of death. In other words, this world of the dead belongs to him, and the undead beings who are being crazily slaughtered by the Blazing Gods at this time also belong to him, and they are his future property.
"I'll try my best."
Hearing that Muria's request was actually not too much, Aludiba agreed without much thought, because it was really too simple.
Muria, who had just recovered his thoughts, suddenly realized something was wrong, because the sword in the hand of the Necromancer Emperor actually broke through his defense, cut through his Holy Glory Emperor Abyss, and opened his chest.
"Don't be lazy. If you delay for too long, who knows what else might happen? Come on, show your real skills!"
Dimos, who was keenly aware that something was wrong with the undead emperor's state, said hello. Then he set an example. Under Muria's slightly surprised gaze, the true body of the dragon king's grandfather, who was originally only a kilometer away, suddenly grew by a mile.
More than twice as much, like a golden mountain range stretching across the sky.
It seems that Dimos took the lead, and the other dragon kings, who in Muria's opinion were a little "no more than that", surged in momentum, and several bursts of power were enough to shake the world of the dead.
The bright starry sky instantly replaced the original dark sky of the Necromancer Realm. There were numerous stars in it, each one symbolizing the power of the Dragon King of Stars, and when the stars fell, it represented the anger of the Dragon King of Stars.
The bones that had turned into dust beneath their feet shook the ground. Centered on the battlefield where they were at this time, a super circular cliff with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers rose from the earth and towered directly into the bright starry sky.
A battle space completely closed to the outside world was formed. It was an epic creation without any bulges in the middle, which isolated the entire battlefield, so that the outside world could not interfere with Muria and the Undead Emperor until they broke through this rock wall.
fighting.
Wow!
The sound of the rising and falling tides sounded in Muria's ears, but Muria didn't feel any water vapor, but he felt the crazy rising concentration of the four basic elements of earth, wind, water, and fire around him, and correspondingly,
, the concentration of death energy is decreasing crazily.
This is something Muria has done before, but the difference is that the elemental tide triggered by the Bitao Dragon King is even larger...
"Gan!"
Sensing the changes in her surroundings at the shouts of Dragon King Grandfather Deimos, Muria couldn't help but cursed in her heart,
These dragon kings, including his grandfather, were all paddling. After realizing that something was wrong, they showed (part of) their true skills and instantly changed the battlefield environment, and even gave Muria a chance to fight at home.
the illusion.
"You evil gods, don't even think of defeating me!"
Even the unconscious Undead Emperor noticed that his situation was getting worse. He roared angrily, waving the weapons in his hands, pulling the laws of death that overcame Muria, and his fighting spirit was high.
But when faced with a god of death that most gods would stay away from, Muria was not weak at all.
The God of Death is also admirable because the magic they master can actually deprive a living being of its life in an instant. There is no reason to explain it. However, even so, any god can basically be immune to this kind of death magic.
However, being immune to the overbearing effects of divine magic does not mean that you can ignore the erosion and damage caused by the divine power of death to gods. Death inherently represents finality, end, and annihilation. The divine power of death can corrode the divine power of other gods and cause damage to the bodies of gods.
Irreversible damage can only be repaired by reshaping.
No normal god wants to bear such a consumption. However, Muria is not among them. He also controls the divine power of death. His actions at this time can barely be regarded as fighting against each other, and it is a battle for theocratic power.
The only thing he needs to consider is whether he can defeat the Undead Emperor in a head-on battle, and this is still a relatively easy thing for him now, because he cheated.
"Although I really want to defeat you in a fair and just way, and then seize and inherit everything you have, but unfortunately I don't have much time to waste."
Muria sighed softly and said to herself, and then he gently sucked in the elemental tide drawn by the Blue Wave Dragon King. In an instant, one-third of it was absorbed into Muria's body, and the majestic blood surged, and on his chest
The golden bloodstains healed in the blink of an eye.
Then, Muria, who was buffed by the dragon kings with several layers of buffs, waved the halberd in his hand and slashed at the undead emperor who was cut into a dog, while the fixed star beads spinning around him were pulled into the sky and were blessed by the star dragon kings.
The passing thunder directly formed a thunder waterfall, drowning the Undead Emperor.
Rumble——
In an instant, the offense and defense reversed.
The undead emperor who originally held Muria down and beat him was now being held down and beaten by Muria. The protective divine light on his body that could make all attacks decay and die was cut off as he was cut off.
The connection between the kingdoms of gods quickly became weak. It was like a bonfire crumbling in the wind.
The broken black and gray armor fragments flew away with the exploding thunder. Muria collected these fragments separated from the Undead Emperor in an instant, and then integrated them into herself, and began to use this as a medium to seize the control of the Undead Emperor.
of divine authority.
This is destined to be an extremely difficult process, because the god who controls the power of death has not died. He still has his own subjective will. Although he does not have enough wisdom, he can make various reactions according to the external situation.
And the amount of divine power that can be captured through these scattered fragments is really very small, but it is insignificant. But this is what Muria must do. Every time he robs, the Undead Emperor becomes weaker. This is
A difference of two points.
As time went by, Muria clearly felt that the power of death under his control was expanding, and his power grew further. This was a refreshing feeling that Epic could not experience, but Muria also felt his connection with the world.
, deepen further.
The divine power that can influence the world order and maintain the operation of laws represents rights, but also represents responsibilities. In the eyes of some beings, this is also a shackle that is difficult to break. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility, and the constraints are also limited.
It is then proportional.
And just when Muria was in pain and happiness, the consequences of the epics cleaning up the world of the dead began to appear, and the gods reacted one after another.
…
"My incarnation left in the realm of the dead has been obliterated. It's white, annihilating, and purifying. This kind of power is very unfamiliar."
In the boundary of the mountains, on the top of the mountains, the Lord of the Mountains, who is in charge of the divine power of the earth, is lost in thought. He is thinking about the message that was sent back before his incarnation was erased.
There is no doubt that one or more beings have taken advantage of that companion who has lost his wisdom, and the reason why his incarnation was wiped out is because the other party is clearing the place and does not want beings like him to fish in troubled waters.
"Although there are other possibilities, the biggest possibility is that guy. The only unreasonable thing is that the strength does not match, but this is not a problem.
If it is really that young guy, it is a good result. After all, he is not my enemy, but he is not dealing with the arrogant guy of the Sun God. In this case, the stronger he is, the better."
"Huh? You can't stay any longer?"
A bright yellow divine light bloomed in the eyes of the ancient god. He could see that a great sun separated from a divine kingdom filled with endless light, and then fell towards a kingdom of the dead filled with the breath of death.