The Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Palace, with its huge scale, can be regarded as a void wonder because of its vast area, and if it has a complete ecological cycle, it can be used as a place for intelligent races to thrive.

But no matter how vast it is, when a whole world comes, it still seems extremely small in comparison.

Well, the Ten Thousand Worlds Waypoint can be compared to the size of this medium-sized world that is about to descend, but it is completely meaningless to compare with the nearby world of Erathia.

Because standing in the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Hall and looking down at Erathia, you can only see the endless world barriers.

"Don't even look at it, help!" When the fifth epic descended on the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, he looked at the few beings next to him who had descended before him, and hurriedly beckoned them to do it together.

After all, the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Hall is a void strange thing jointly cast by the epic of their three clans, and with the hard work of several of them in it, if it is damaged because of the teleportation of a medium-sized world, it will not be distressed, and there will be some difficulties in face.

With this epic leader who has the courage to take responsibility, those epics that are the first to come and are watching the lively epics will shoot slowly, after all, they will do it with their hands.

The space-time vortex has taken shape with the help of the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Temple, and is absorbing the free energy around the void, as long as they help stabilize and expand the vortex.

When the rest of the epics rushed over to see what was going on because of the changes in the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Palace, because these epics played a very good role in taking the lead

Therefore, the subsequent epics will also be very consciously joined in to help stabilize the Void Vortex and pull this medium-sized world that is about to cross over from other world communities.

Of course, this change also attracted a lot of onlookers, including a few human epics, and there were alien epics other than the three races, but the number of these epics was not enough, the Titans, the Blazing Sky God Clan, and the Dragon Clan were fought by any of the three clans.

Well, if these epics other than the three clans are united, they can still compete with the dragon clan, after all, the dragon epic is still in a split state, but because there is an alliance with the Seraphs after the Titans, so those dragon kings are reluctantly united.

Because if you don't unite, any one dragon king alone is not qualified to be on an equal footing with the Titans and the Blazing Sky Gods, and the powerful voice comes from the strength they have.

If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to be on the same level as the rest of your allies, and if you're not on the same level, don't expect others to be kind enough to bring you along with you.

It was not only the epics outside of these scarce three clans that came to watch, but also the gods who far exceeded the number of epics, but most of the gods only used their divine power to cast their eyes on them, and none of them came to the real body.

Only a small number of gods who realized their relationship with the three clans had cast their divine power incarnations and came to watch this unprecedented change in person.

And such a scene completely frightened the evil god of the wilderness who was imprisoned in his own mother realm, and could not advance or retreat.

In fact, the god of the desolate was already frightened when Timos took Muria and the others to seal him and move his home realm.

Because these guys were confident that they could completely crush him in terms of strength, their discussions were completely unconcealed, and they were all heard clearly by the desolate gods who were secretly peeping at the screen.

To be honest, when I hear a few guys discussing how to pack themselves and bring them back, no matter who they are, they will be very unhappy and unhappy. But when this outburst of anger is over, it is an extreme fear.

The Demon God of the Wilderness was extremely frightened, because these guys who said that they would pack him up and bring him back with his mother realm really had the ability to carry out their crazy plans.

Crazy people are not scary, the real scary ones are those who have the ability to bring those crazy ideas in their heads to life.

The frightened god of the desolate wanted to resist, and he tried to resist, but it was useless to pack, even if he relied on his mother realm, he couldn't turn the sky, and the four epics were enough to suppress him and couldn't move.

None of the people who were ready to pack this evil god and his mother realm away wanted to play a one-on-one game with the evil god of the desolation, and there was no need to talk about any morality with this evil god who destroyed the world.

When it's decided to do something to the evil gods, everyone just goes up together. As a result, the Evil God of the Desolation could only watch with great embarrassment as the four epics laid a temporary sealing circle outside his home realm to prevent him from making trouble in the middle.

Then he nested in his home realm, watching these four epics with amazing origins, outside his world, communicating the power of distant and endless unknowns, forming a huge space-time vortex.

At this time, the Evil God of the Wilderness had basically accepted his fate, and he had already begun to fantasize about what kind of treatment he would receive next, and he was mentally prepared for this.

It's not that he coaxes, it's not that he doesn't have the courage to fight hard, but he doesn't have the opportunity to fight at all, those beings don't give him the opportunity to fight hard, seeing him shrink in his own home world, he plans to bring him back directly with his mother world.

What a domineering, nobody's style of acting, a medium-sized world actually said to move, completely ignoring him who stayed inside, and was extremely rampant.

Just when the Evil God of the Desolate was thinking wildly, calculating what kind of miserable fate he would encounter, the Void Vortex took shape, communicating with the world community in a distant and unknown direction, and then, everything that was reflected in the eyes of the Evil God of the Desolate suddenly crushed his will, and the evil god was stunned.

Hallucinations?, that was the first thought of the god of the wilderness, because he really didn't want to admit that what he had seen through this temporal vortex was real.

If it was true, then the god of the desolate could imagine how dark its future was, as he could not see any chance of escape after he was imprisoned.

Or he suffered a worse outcome than captivity - being besieged and killed, and there was any chance that he would survive. This dark and lightless future makes the god of the desolate want to escape from reality, not wanting to admit that what he sees is true.

But no matter what kind of observation method the god of the wilderness used, the results of his observations told him that the scene in front of him was all real, not an illusion.

And his intellect is telling him that what he sees should be true, not false. Because he is facing a terrorist force that can move his home realm from the present world community to the distant unknown world community.

Such a terrifying method, not to mention that it was the first time he had seen it, he had never heard of it before.

"Why did I go through this? Who did I offend, who did I provoke?"

There were nearly half a hundred epics and several times the number of epics, and the evil gods of the wilderness, who were collectively watching, let out a mournful cry in their own world.

To be honest, this is the first time he has seen such a big scene since he was born, but he would rather he has never seen such a big scene, he really can't resist it! Who can stand this?

......

"That's right, it's an evil god, I feel it, there's an evil god hiding in this world. ”

On the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Palace, an epic titan stared at the world that gradually appeared in the vortex of the void, and he felt that the exclusive weapon in his body was cheering, and his weapon was eager to bathe in the blood of the evil god again.

"It turns out that there is an evil god in this world, no wonder Timos and Arudiba want to bring this world back, it is estimated that the two of them will not be able to break this world. ”

Hearing a Titan who was dedicated to slaughtering evil gods speak out to confirm it, the rest of the epics nodded their heads in understanding, and no one would be a Titan professional in this regard.

"But even if it's an evil god, it's too exaggerated for them to directly teleport a world back, after all, it's just an evil god, if you can't kill it, forget it, what are you bringing it back for?"

One of the Blazing Celestial Gods objected to such an act, and although he did not think of the harm it would cause to Erathia, he felt that such an act was too reckless.

"Bring it back and slowly concoct it, it's not a big deal, it's just a bit more expensive, I think it's good. ”

I don't know when the Epic Titan appeared on the Ten Thousand Worlds Teleportation Palace, the Lord of the Wilderness, Akmund, has already put on his heavy armor, and he also holds the bloodstained double-bladed heavy axe in his hand, which is stained with the blood of many evil gods.

To be honest, the evil god is still difficult to find in the void, and it is even rarer to encounter an evil god who can be used as an opponent, sometimes it is either too strong or too weak.

And at this time, looking at this posture, this evil god who was captured together with the mother realm should not be too weak, right? Akmund was not sure about this, and he didn't know until the evil god was strong or weak.

Even if it's too weak, as an evil god, it shouldn't be a problem for him to chop two axes and enjoy it a little.

Kiss~

With the concerted efforts of all the epics, the medium-sized worlds from the distant world communities successfully descended outside the world of Erathia, suspended above the Teleportation Hall of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

And when this world had just descended, the Lord of the Wilderness, Akmund, came to the top of it, and regardless of Muria on the side, he directly reached out his palm, and tore the temporary sealing circle that surrounded the outer layer of the entire world, and then stared at the uneasy black shadow in the world below, and made an indifferent voice:

"Do you get out of it yourself, or do I split your world and drag you out?"

"......" The desolate evil god huddled in the world was silent, he felt that he was really too difficult, he obviously hadn't done anything too excessive, and he had actually fallen to the point where he was now.