The door of the abyss opened, and the viscous blood dissipated.

Uncover a terrifying humanoid creature with six arms!

The majestic body is nearly 100 meters, standing on the yellow sand ground, the exposed gray-black skin is engraved with unknown mysterious lines, and there is a faint faint light flickering.

The crimson sturdy armor was covered with white bone skeletons, and each of its six arms held different hideous weapons, and the evil and domineering aura distorted the space.

As he looked up at the tiny guy in the sky, the surging aura of killing and destruction annihilated the white bone stumps in front of him, and pushed them into a golden wave.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The heavens and the earth suddenly changed, purple thunder appeared in the sky, wandering through the clouds, and a majestic and boundless will descended on the sky above the yellow sand storm, as if looking for something.

The crimson yellow sand rolled upside down, eroded into the clouds, and stirred up the raging razer.

"The main material plane pan-consciousness!"

Seeing this vision, Poppy turned his head to look at the thunder in the sky, and his expression moved lightly: "It is the yellow sand storm that shields the perception of pan-consciousness. ”

"Artifact!? Sure enough, those guys didn't lie to me. ”

The dull voice of greed echoed through the storm, and the terrifying humanoid creature looked at the hammer of Oron in Bobby's hand, and the gilded armor of the god of war.

"Hmm.... I smell similar laws of power, war! ”

Hearing this, Bobby's mind turned, and he figured out some things, and his cold color was hidden in the depths of his pupils: "Hehe, Hexto, the god of tyranny, I didn't expect that your dignified abyss evil god would be driven by people!" ”

Hexto, the god of tyranny!

The Fifteenth Abyss: Master of the Abyss of Tyranny!

Unlike most of the bottomless abysses, which have several overlord forces, the tyrannical abyss has only one voice, Hexstowe.

This is a terrifying evil god whose evil name resounded throughout the continent of Calradimos and the bottomless abyss!

Immediately, Poppy put aside all other thoughts and waited, clenching Oren's hammer in both hands, ready for battle.

It is rumored that Hextowe, the god of tyranny, has already crossed the boundary of weak divine power and entered the middle divine power.

On top of that, his warlike reputation spreads throughout the abyss, and he is a complete god of war.

Dressed in the armor of the god of war, Bobby doesn't know if he can stand up to Hexstowe, but if he doesn't try, who knows the final victory?

"The benefits are moving."

Hextowe, the god of tyranny, moved his body slightly, as if he had never heard Bobby's fierce words, and the hideous weapon held in his six arms set off a gust of fish.

"I'm suddenly curious now, W... Lo. Lan Ling, that's the name, right? What kind of place is there that there is actually an artifact, and there is even more than one. ”

"Also, what are you waiting for? Waiting for the help of the pan-consciousness of the main material plane? ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the majestic body smashed the crimson ground, and Hexstow rose into the sky, a huge figure like a missile, instantly breaking the limitations of space, leaving a clearly visible red channel inside the inverted hurricane, and then approaching in front of Bobby.

As a notorious abyssal god, Hexstow didn't care about his reputation, he only cared about the final benefits and the two items that were suspected to be artifacts.

[War: Flurry]!

The crimson evil aura erupted, and Hexstow waved his six arms, directly shattering the spatial limitations of the main material plane, and the crimson shadow limited the space in which Poppy could move.

The terrifying energy boiled, and the traces of each of Hexstowe's arms weaved crimson threads within the storm hurricane, and then converged into a chaotic storm of weapons.

[Firm demeanor]!

The golden halo condensed at Bobby's feet contracted, turning into a sturdy and heavy circular shield that firmly wrapped around the small body.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of continuous dull blows echoed in the sky above, and the spilled energy fluctuations tore through the spatial barrier of the main material plane, stirring up the crumbling yellow sand storm.

Golden halo inside. Read a book for a long time

Poppy looked at the diffuse spatial turbulence around her, and behind the fine black cracks was a mottled elemental color.

Those are the spatial energies outside the active main matter plane, and generally speaking, they have at least legendary strength to set foot in the plane outside the continent of Karadimos.

"Doppelganger?" Sensing the strength of the halo's attack, Bobby looked surprised, she didn't expect that it would be a god clone who passed through the abyssal gate.

"That's right, how can a guy who can become a god be a fool, even if it's an abyss evil god."

"Human, you're looking for death!" Hextowe, the god of tyranny, sensed Bobby's contempt and swung his weapon faster, and he could already see the slightest crack appear inside the golden ball of light.

Evil and madness filled Hextowe's mind, causing him to ignore the Yodelers' expressions in front of him, so calm that he ignored the terrifying name of the Abyssal Evil God.

"It's a pity, the god clone is the god clone!" Poppy tilted his head to look at the figure of the mountain in front of him, and the rich golden light was rendered, like a golden sun rising, dispelling the evil aura around him and facing the chaotic storm of weapons.

......

......

Outside the yellow sand storm.

Deep purple thunder covered the sky, and endless destruction rendered the gloomy clouds.

A few subtle wisps of cyan breeze quietly drifted in, swirling around, swaying, falling on the gloomy clouds, and suddenly turning into an elegant long-haired woman.

With gray-white hair scattered over her shoulders, Cana frowned slightly as she looked out over the battle scene in the Yellow Sand Storm.

"Hextowe, the god of tyranny!"

The rippling green wind melted into the storm, but in an instant, Jana had an insight into the clerical realm involved in Hexstowe.

War, Evil, Conflict.....

And destruction!

The power of the gods is displayed through the priesthood and the realm, and once they enter the battle, they will change the surrounding spatial environment like a law, and become a priesthood realm that is conducive to their own battles, so Jana easily learned about the power that Hexstow showed at this time.

"Is it just a doppelganger?" Cana discerned Hexto's strength and sighed.

"Your Lord's plan has already begun, and you can't stop it, so let's stay."

In mythology, the tyrannical god Hexstow is a powerful evil god who has reached the middle of divine power, and she wanted to test the limits of her strength with all her might, but now she doesn't have to.

Cana stretched out her white arm, and a wisp of thunder-enveloping green wind emerged, transforming into a dark blue Thunderstorm Staff.

"Storm, coming!"

A whisper sounded, and bursts of cyan hurricanes crept from nothing, quietly appearing at the top of the Staff of Thunderstorm, and then rising against the storm, up and down, connecting the sky and the earth.

[Revival Monsoon]!

The storm realm belonging to Cana descended on the heavens and the earth, and endless cyan whirlwinds danced and clung to the inverted yellow sand storm, gradually enveloping the abyssal land set up by the tyrannical god Hexstowe.

Suddenly!

The storm of yellow sand that engulfed countless places of life suddenly disappeared in front of the castle of Ranvasur, leaving only the cyan monsoon that swirled leisurely.

Occasionally, terrifying battle fluctuations spill into the eye of the storm, but they are instantly wiped out in the blade of wind that smashes the vacuum.

The thunder that hovered in the sky gradually dissipated after losing the breath of the tyrannical god Hextowe, and returned to a clear blue sky and white clouds.

......

In the distance, the castle of Langvasur, with its towering walled turrets.

Fiona stood like a sculpture, and her calm face did not fluctuate at the sight of the sudden vanishing yellow sand storm.

Her deep pupils reflected the cyan hurricane that connected the sky and the earth, and she lowered her eyelids slightly, the winner was not yet decided, but it had already been decided.

Then she turned to look due west, and a little envy appeared in the corner of her eye.

"Honor, Demacia is also very hungry!"