Chapter 702: The Lord of Despair (Page 1/1)

The still-burning black flame was shaped like a man with teeth and claws, scrambling to escape, and all faces were deeply imprinted with despair, frantically trying to get rid of this hellish phantom fireball beneath him.

This is the core of the life of Canatoria, and the stronghold of the Old Rulers' resistance to Time Standstill.

The solidified flames trembled, threatening to break free at any moment.

The amber light condensed into a chain shape like a fragment, locking the surging black fire from all directions, and the power of time seeped into the core, completely subduing the consciousness that Canatolia was about to be resurrected.

The night did not stop, and instantly entered the fireball.

Not feeling any heat, Cangye swung the black knife and made a deep cut in his wrist, allowing the blood of the ancient gods to spill out.

The blood of the night body fused with the power of time, and initially shaped a three-dimensional summoning circle, and the god of time injected divine power into it through the incarnation, and between the roars, the divine power gushed out from the circle, pushing the blood of the body to flow in all directions.

The dark golden blood of the old gods is highly corrosive, but it also contains deeper destruction and collapse.

At this moment, at the core of the Carotolia, it acts as a detergent, and where the blood of the gods flows, the compatibility between the old rulers and the origin of the plane is being destroyed bit by bit.

A dark golden glow bloomed from the inside of the completely dark sun, spreading firmly and slowly in all directions, 1%, 2%, 3%......

With each pillar of dark golden light blooming, Ganotolia was deprived of 1% control over the plane's origin, and Nightnight took the opportunity to bring that origin into his control.

At 5% of the progress, the Flame of Darkness suddenly burst into flames, and the figure of the twisted figure of pain struggled to stand up, and the Flame of Darkness, which flowed like a wave of water, had already grabbed the chain of time and tore it hard.

Progress was 7%, 23 chains were torn at the same time, and the terrible Black Fire rioted, and part of the will of Ganotolia completed the first stage of recovery.

In an instant, the night was like being in the midst of stormy waves, enduring the riots of the entire sea in a dark sea of ink.

In a trance, a pair of completely black pupils opened in the haze, like two black holes, reflecting a whirlpool of emptiness and nothingness.

"Daring thieves...... You don't want to take anything from me......"

A vast consciousness violently broke into the sea of consciousness in the night, and at the critical moment, the incarnation of the god of time replaced the ontology to fight with it, and under the collision of divinity and chaos, there was a tie in a short period of time.

The retreating consciousness of the Night Lord witnessed the strength of the Ganotolian consciousness, but it was somewhat strange that the chaotic and indescribable aura carried by this consciousness was not strong, but more of a chaotic and chaotic power.

The Old Rulers are even more elusive than the Chaos Camp, and joining the Order or Chaos Camp is only a manifestation of degradation for this type of existence.

Could it be that it has been dead for too long, and that the Ganotolia is already showing signs of degradation?

Cangye didn't think much about it anymore, and commanded the will of the god of time to suppress the raging dominator spirit, infiltrating more divine power, and condensing the chains to bind the black sun, which was already on the verge of complete rebellion.

In one fell swoop, Cangye brought 16% of the origin under his control, and took this opportunity to urge the god of time to transmit more divine power to the time incarnation, and in a moment, the avatar's combat power soared to 30% of the body.

Mercury light and amber streaks appeared from the arms of the Time Avatar, wrapped around the Scythe of Time, and in an instant, struck another crucial blow.

Time accelerates!

Turn back the clock!

What accelerated was the expansion rate of the Night's blood, and what flowed backwards was the revival of Ganotolia's will, and in just a breath, the Night had brought 20% of the Origin under his control.

In the haze, the sound of the waves of the dark sea seemed to come from the ears of the night, like the roar of the old rulers.

Under the tug-of-war between the two sides, more than thirty pillars of dark golden light bloomed on the surface of the black sun, and the power of the god of time to transmit more and more into the forgotten realm became stronger and stronger, on the contrary, Ganotolia was declining every minute and every second.

The situation seems to be in good shape, but Cangye is not careless, he is always waiting for the final counterattack of the old ruler.

On the other hand, he pondered the mystery of the resurrection of Canatolia.

The Old Dominator can complete the control of the origin of the Forgotten Realm, and will never be able to burn the help of the 'Children of Fear'.

The 'Children of Dread' are a race of undead, and in terms of basic templates, they are more luxurious than the so-called undead nobles, and can be compared to the lich.

The Father served by this race of the undead was undoubtedly Ganotoria.

The belief in resurrecting an entire group of undead after death is a fantasy, so it is certain that Ganotolia was served by the 'Children of Fear' before he died.

It is bold to assume that the 'Children of Dread' were not originally an undead race, but for some reason, they transformed into a dead form.

All kinds of possibilities come together, and the answer is already on the horizon.

The Children of Fear are none other than the 'People of the Sun' who served Ganotolia in the first place!

If all this is true, then there is a new doubt.

With those in control and their followers in a predicament of death, who pushed the continent of Eames into the Forgotten Realm?

Chance may exist, but such a precise push into a new world, and the integration of new parts without destroying the original structure, is by no means explained by chance.

At 40% control over the Origin, the God of Time had reached out a hand into the plane, easily penetrating the spirit realm and grabbing the dead remnants of the Old Ruler planet.

The will of the vast true God is strong against the will of the old rulers, and he wants to find out how this evil will can be revived.

However, at this moment, a series of pitch-black cracks emerged from the origin space, completely breaking through the obstacles of the God of Time, and the realm of [Time Still] was forcefully broken, and one after another children of fear emerged from it, each of whom was a member of the Silent Seat.

Grey flames had ignited on their bodies, weaving and intertwining the familiar energy fluctuations of the night, urging the children of fear to rush forward one by one, throwing themselves into the corpse of the Father like moths to a fire.

The events in front of him were beyond the expectations of the night, and he seemed to make a remedy immediately, but it was too late.

The will of the Dominator was at this moment surging evil, entangled the arm of the god of time like a viper.

Outside the origin space, a giant covered in black fire rushed into the battle, and the time avatar confronted it with a scythe, and there was no other way to get out for a while.

A gray-black halo of light erupted from the sky above the spirit realm, spreading in all directions.

An incomparably vast spirit poured into it as a storm, as if it was about to freeze the entire spiritual realm.

Cangye understands that the main master has arrived, and the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is revealed at this moment.

But at the same time, Cangye also understands that his previous calculation has made a major mistake.

The Old Rulers can be resurrected, but only returning to the Lightless Sea is the safest option, and there are no more powerful creatures in the multiverse who know about their existence, and naturally, there are not a few who fight the ideas of the Old Rulers.

The one in front of him was one of them, from the bottom of the abyss, one of the Seven Giants' Alliance...... Lord of Despair!

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