And in the face of their series of operations, Qin Ren just raised his hand and raised his middle finger.

With the flash, the screech of metal striking clanged through the air.

Almost, no, it's the sound that rings at the same time.

The swift attacks of the three people of "Pitch Black Holy Scripture", "Time Turbulence", and "Heaven and World" were all blocked.

By a middle finger.

At the moment when that crisp voice sounded, the captain of the godmen saw a scene that he couldn't believe -

The other man raised his middle finger and blocked the dragon tooth protrusion that he had been focusing on with all his strength with the back of his fingernails.

And the opponent's hand doesn't seem to be strong at all, and there is not even a fist movement, just the other fingers are bent, as if the middle finger is just stretched out for the sake of extending the middle finger, not that the middle finger is anything special.

With this kind of action that can't even be called a joke, it seems to be a random swing, and his full force is blocked.

A giant shield that can easily penetrate the whole body armor, can easily penetrate steel, and even a giant shield with a giant arm and ten thousand shields will be pierced into a hole or even a piercing blow-

Blocked.

Others were in the same situation, and their faces were horrified.

"Bells and whistles.......

Then they heard a voice:

"What, I'm sorry, I forgot to stick out my nails, and I didn't restore the famous scene."

Fingernail? What nails? Famous scenes?

The information in the Qin people's words was not understood by the people of the Pitch Black Holy Scripture.

What they are trying to understand is why this man was able to block everyone's attacks.

Don't fall into the fortress?

No, the Fortress is resistant to attacks, allowing people to block powerful attacks with very little force.

Although it is said that the Fortress of Immortality is a powerful martial art that can only be mastered by geniuses who practice martial arts, it is only for people below the hero level.

Or in other words, anyone who can step into the heroic level is a genius.

All of the people in the Dark Tome, except for the magic chanters like the Sacred Spell, all other melee professions have learned not to fall into the fortress.

However, everyone present, as a hero realm, they did not perceive that the other party had launched the fortress.

The other party resisted the attack with only great strength.

How is this possible!?

But this is an indisputable fact.

The three of them froze in place, even though the blond young man with a smile on his face was only facing the captain of the gods, everyone could feel that the other party was staring at everyone with a cold gaze.

Even the god collar locks and giant arms that stood beside Keller to protect Keller, including Keller, the old woman, could feel as if an eye was watching her.

Breathlessly, the Captain of the Promen kept breathing, swallowing his saliva.

Cold sweat spread like rain on his skin, soaking his whole body, and the intense tension and high pressure made him vomit.

The vision seemed to shake.

He has been through countless thrilling scenes, and it seems that it is common for him to be in a desperate situation.

Either time, however, the crises and pressures faced are pediatric compared to the current situation.

Once upon a time, before learning of the existence of the Dead, he believed that his divine blood was invincible.

After being beaten to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, he admitted the strength of the desperate death. But they don't think they're weak.

It's just that Desperate Death is stronger.

But, now, he felt like an ant, a bug, being watched by a monster so powerful that he couldn't understand the limits.

God?

No, something more powerful than God.

"Ah, what, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally used a little more strength, this time it doesn't count, let's start all over again, I'll try to suppress it to the same level as you."

This sentence made the captain of the godman and the other members of the Dark Sacred Book gasp.

Just a little bit of effort?

The gaze that made him tremble with fear disappeared completely at this moment, as if it had never existed.

However, everyone was sure that the huge pressure just now, the terrifying feeling that seemed to be able to crush the whole world, was real, not an illusion, and they were not hit by illusion magic.

"Lord Keller!"

Without any hesitation, the Captain of the Promen shouted at the protector.

This is unexpected.

Such a terrifying and powerful enemy is simply not something they can deal with.

Use "Alluring the Country"!

Awakened by that fear, Keller instantly understood what he had to do.

Immediately decided, in the face of such a terrifying monster, they could not hesitate any longer, otherwise, they would die immediately.

Keller, who made such a judgment, immediately activated this true artifact from the six gods!

As long as the launch is successful, as long as it succeeds, it will be victorious, and you will be able to control this terrifying monster!

In the next moment, everyone sensed that a magnificent force was pouring out of Keller, to be precise, from her body, towards the blonde youth.

The other party didn't make any action to resist, nor did he have any intention of dodging out of vigilance, just showed a smile.

A sarcastic smile.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to be seduced by an old lady."

"And, who gave you the courage to use a psychic attack on me?"

The sense of horror that had disappeared just now resurfaced, but this time, only Keller himself felt it.

In an instant, as if the whole world had vanished, Keller felt himself enveloped in darkness.

No, it's not darkness, it's evil at the extreme, it's terrifying, disgusting malice.

Like an endless sea of sand, pitch-black, gritty black power tumbled and surged.

In this terrifying sea of black sand, countless monsters roared and roared.

Monsters with pitch-black flames burning all over their bodies are devouring the light that falls from the sky.

Monsters with strange shapes, countless strange tentacles, and a viscous liquid crawl out of the abyss.

A subhuman monster covered in frost and frozen corpses, with the head and body of a beast.

It emits an eerie roar, like a monster condensed by a storm and wrapped in thunder.

Constantly waving strange plants like tentacles.

Demon! Demon!

It's all demons!

The disgusting malice of these monsters made Keller judge.

However, the roar of these demons is not hostile because of her presence.

They seem to be cheering, as if they are praying, like the believers during the great ceremonies of the church.

Towards the sky.

A possibility scares her as Keller shuddered.

A huge black one-eye, like a symbol, like a chain, and like a giant one-eye made of flesh and blood.

This pitch-black one-eyed was looming in the dark waves, like a god looking down on living beings, exuding a shuddering aura.