Tick! Tick!

The evil eye that swayed with black silk threads slowly spilled viscous blood from the corners of the eyes, contaminating and eroding the surrounding space, strange and terrifying.

"Blasphemer!"

When Tobias saw the crows that were about to move, he instantly understood Valoran's thoughts on leading these guys, and they wanted to replicate the previous miracle.

Wield a butcher's knife and cut down the gods!

"Stupid guys!" Tobias's eyes showed a touch of madness, and he no longer hesitated, quickly mobilizing a huge amount of divine thoughts, pulling the conspiracy threads around him.

The black robe is windless, like wings hanging from the sky, covering the moonlight of the sky.

In the eyes of the world, he is an abyssal evil god who is good at intrigue and people's hearts, secretly setting off huge wars, overthrowing countless forces and intelligent lives, including many legendary figures that resounded throughout the continent of Karadimos.

But don't forget his name as an evil god, the god of conspiracy and evil.

As early as when he was active in the main material plane, those gods of order had tried to encircle and suppress him several times, but unfortunately, in the face of his conspiracy line and terrifying strength, they all returned in vain.

Conspiracy comes first, evil comes last.

If the conspiracy fails, then it will be time for him to show his strength, which is also his ultimate reliance as a fisherman.

No matter what time it is, strength is always the foundation of the vertical cone.

[Conspiracy, Evil, Revival Body]!

Boom!

The evil eye suspended from the ground behind him exploded, and countless sticky black blood fell like a torrential rain, and like a bird's nest, it merged into Tobias's body, and those twisted and wriggling lines of conspiracy, breaking free from the invisible pressure brought by the strange crow, like a gecko climbing above the hazy black phantom, making strange sounds.

The dim moonlight swayed, and the evil chant echoed.

Faintly visible, within the phantom, countless unjust souls wailed, and above their heads, illusory black silk threads were linked, guiding the black energy body.

The mind settled, and the clinging thread of conspiracy and evil forces turned into a hideous, sturdy pitch-black armor that shrouded Tobias's slender.

With his gray-white hair scattered over his shoulders, he stared at the crows not far in front of him and whispered, "Come on, let me see if I have this crazy idea?" ”

Although he still doesn't know the identity of the other party, in the upcoming confrontation, he will definitely be able to peek into the other party's divine power and thus distinguish the identity.

Divine power is the manifestation of the power of every god, and no one can hide the essence of their own power.

The moon hung high, and Tobias stretched out his purple tongue and licked his lips, he was looking forward to the next battle, and his heart was eager to try, and he was a little curious.

Insight into what he thinks is a perfect conspiracy, and he can calmly lay traps.

Is it luck, or is there something 'something' worth craving?

The dark gray ground shattered, and Tobias took a roaring step, and in a moment of stillness, the majestic evil force was like a monstrous wave, scattering the uncontrollable shadow mist around him, causing huge fluctuations in the qi wave.

......

......

Over the fortress of Lakstark.

Pan Sen and the Lord of the Abyss of Bones, Jaklagher, had already fought with real fire, and the pale bones and pale golden flames in the sky clashed fiercely for sole dominance.

At the edge of the battle storm caused by the two, the spatial cracks like spider webs were densely packed, connecting the sky and the earth, and then connecting through the crossing plane, and the colorful spatial energy suddenly appeared brilliant light, dotting the shadowy night sky.

Just as Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, unleashed a terrifying evil force, Jacragher's offensive was momentarily delayed, and Panson seized the fleeting opportunity to smash the dozen tailbones of the left wing skeleton.

Although in an instant, the pale coccyx recovered as before, such healing scars were enough to consume the original power of Jeklagher's descending clone.

"Damn, there's a god-like powerhouse lurking inside the fortress." Jaclagher turned his huge dragon eyes and looked in the direction of Tobias, his expression slightly gloomy.

The explosive evil force, without any scruples, was like a light in the darkness, attracting his attention and making him secretly understand that things were beginning to develop in an unknown direction.

"Panson!" Jacrag flailed his skeleton wings to fend off the onslaught of the mortals in front of him.

The information of the lizardman god Samuel Anya is somewhat inaccurate, and the strength that Pan Sen shows at this moment can completely fight the gods head-on, at least the weak divine power is absolutely fine.

This does not refer to the doppelganger of the gods, but the true power of the gods.

No matter how much you nourish your own god clone, you can't fully exert the true power of the god, which is the transcendent attribute carried by the most powerful and immortal creature in the Karadimos Continent.

After a moment of fierce confrontation, the evil god clone that the Lord of the Abyss of Bones Jaklagher descended on the main material plane has turned from attack to defense, and victory is already a luxury, what he wants to do is to drag Panson to the death, and wait for the conspiracy evil god Tobias to deal with the target person-Modrian.

It's just that now it seems that Tobias has also encountered strong resistance, and even does not hesitate to consume the power of the evil origin, and exerts the full power of the clone as much as possible.

"What kind of monster are we planning this time? A mere human territory, why are there so many powerhouses comparable to gods! ”

Jaclagher sensed the change in the shadows and mist around him, as if some terrifying presence had awakened, without form or thought, but it made him feel a deep fear.

It was as if it was an innate emotion that existed from the moment he was born and could not be abandoned.

On the other side, at the center of the Bone Storm, Pan Sen used his spear and shield to fend off the unbounded skeletal onslaught around him.

When the familiar and fearful power fluctuations came from below, the pale golden mortal power ignited the boiling blood in the body and began to blow the horn of counterattack.

The seemingly ordinary spears and shields bloomed with brilliant light, and wisps of brilliant runes emerged, completely igniting the shadow sky and competing with the bright moon hanging high.

In just an instant, the Lord of the Abyss of Bones Jaklagher felt a great pressure, and the sharp spear made the skeleton defense he was proud of as fragile as paper.

"No, we have to make a change....... "Jaclagher felt that the origin power of his evil god clone was being continuously depleted, and if he didn't make a change, then this action would be in vain, and he would also be hated by Valoran, and there would be endless troubles in the future.

Roar!

The terrifying roar of the dragon resounded through the shadow night sky, the transparent space ripples like water ripples extinguished the shadow mist along the way, Jeklag stretched his keel body, the sharp dragon claws shattered the space barrier, and forcibly withstood the thunderous bombardment of the pan-consciousness of the main material plane, and received the ontological power transmitted by the bottomless abyss.

In an instant, the pale dragon bone that had already covered the heavens and the earth expanded again, and the obscure divine light flowed to the surface of the bone, and the white bone skeleton that filled the field of vision became more and more indestructible, showing the terrifying power of the evil god of Jacragher.

To be able to participate in this conspiracy to plot the Valoran Territory, there will definitely be no weakling.

After all, if the abyssal evil gods value the interests, if they don't have enough strength and capital, how can they compete for attractive interests?

"I've seen countless self-proclaimed gods, and you're just one of them!"

Pan Sen clenched the spear and shield, felt the majestic and wanton power of the gods, grinned, and the fierce battle spirit was extremely hot, faintly competing with the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

[Determined not to retreat]!

The mortal power that belongs to Pan Sen has begun to fully recover, and he will use his mortal will to repeat the familiar actions countless times before to cut down those who are high up in the sky.