Chapter 787: An Arm
Obviously, in terms of size, the two sides were at most four or six, but the final result was that the main plane of Azalanti, which took the initiative to attack, was like an egg hitting a stone, crashing into pieces.
"Ahhh
"Hahahaha!" Here is the hearty laughter of the world of Muhamrid.
If it weren't for the fact that half of the gods on Muhamrid's side were blown out of the kingdom of God in the impact just now and were forced to descend to the main plane in the form of saints, perhaps everyone would have thought that Muhamrid's side had won an overwhelming victory.
Unfortunately, this time it was a typical winner.
On the world level, it was Muhammad who won.
In terms of god-level combat power, it is Azalanti's victory, originally there were not many combat-type gods on Muhamrid's side, and now more than half of them have been defeated by the kingdom of God, and it is foreseeable that it will be Azalanti's advantage in the short term in the future.
After all, the confrontation at the world level is very laborious, and the two worlds that have spent a lot of world power need to breathe off. Large-plane-level impacts will not occur for a long time.
"Raven."
"Huh?" Faced with the call of the world's will, Raven appeared unfazed.
"On behalf of the billions of beings on the Lord's plane, I thank you."
"No thanks, if I master this world, they will be my people." Raven was not ashamed.
Muhammad was choked by Raven, but she immediately laughed: "I suddenly felt that if you could truly regard them as your people, it would be good for you to be the gods of this world. β
"Why not?" Raven is very blunt.
"I'm sorry, I have to give Seth a chance, give my kids a chance, you're always my third choice......"
Raven's brows were twisted into a Sichuan character.
Fortunately, there is still the second half of Muhamrid's words.
"Still. That was my choice before today. β
"Oh?"
That is, there is still a play?
Muhamred let out a very melodic sigh: "Sure enough, the cruelty of the final battle is beyond my imagination. In return for helping me wreak havoc on the main plane of Azalanti, I can promise you. When you become Muhamrid's only son of the world, I will remain neutral between you and Seth. β
"Good."
Raven thought it was already good, who knows what to follow.
"Or if you help me defeat and devour Azalanti, then I will be able to advance to the megaworld, in that case. I'm willing to be your exclusive world. β
Raven's pupils narrowed suddenly: sure enough, Azalanti's unexpected attack irritated Muhamred.
No one wants to sit still, whether it's a man, a god, or the world.
The power of the world is incomparably powerful, but the reaction and operation of the will of the world is slow, so it is necessary for God to sit in charge.
One general is incapable of killing the three armies.
It seems that Seth's bastard also pushed Muhamrid's patience to the limit.
"Hehehe, your condition. I accepted. β
"Okay, I'm probably going to have to sleep for a while. Hopefully I'll wake up with good news. β
Muhammad's will faded.
The power emitted by pouring out the power of the world is certainly terrifying, on the other hand, the evolution of the world has always been slow, often measured in tens of thousands of years. To make so many drastic movements in such a short period of time with such a slow movement and consciousness, it is actually quite difficult for the will of the world.
That's why Raven couldn't borrow the world of Ultron to continuously defend against attacks from the gods, and now the world has fallen into a deep sleep again after a fierce battle.
With a good start, the rest is much easier.
Again. Muhamrid was simply tired, so he had to rest. Azalanti over there, but the core has been blown up!
Next, Ometeto is expected to attack wildly, otherwise when Muhammad wakes up first, there will be no need to fight at all.
Feeling the silence of the will of the two worlds, the god-level combat power came into play.
At the level of powerful gods, Muhammad was nine. Azalanti is seven. The total is also slightly more on Muhamrid's side. However, more than half of the gods on Muhamrid's side lost the kingdom of God, and these gods who had lost the protection of the kingdom of God ran to the main plane of Muhamred in the form of saints at the most critical moment.
This gave the Azalanti gods a chance.
In the void, the Azalanti God's Kingdom was just a battle group of Muhamrid's God's Kingdom surrounded by a group. For these kingdoms of God that have temporarily lost the power of faith, Ometeto is not in a hurry. He knew very well that the kingdom of God like Muhamred would definitely decline before the will of the world woke up.
If all the gods of Muhammad could be destroyed before Muhammad woke up. Then Muhammad would be like a general without soldiers, and he would not be able to exert the power of the world without him.
"Get me the Sages! Those who dare to resist will all let them fall! Ometeto's eyes were filled with madness and cruelty: "Yes, I heard that Muhamrid's most beautiful goddess is Isis, the goddess of love and magic, and she is dedicated to me!" β
The will of God in God was immediately carried out.
"Where's Seth?" Ometeto's from God asked.
"Leave him alone. That waste, who can only play with conspiracies, does not have the courage to fight at all. At best, he's just playing tricks behind his back, and if he dares to show up, I'll clean him up myself. Hahaha! He started by conspiracy, but this time he will perish in conspiracy. β
Conspiracy is secretive, and once the conspiracy succeeds, the effect is huge, and the cost is often minimal.
Obviously the conspiracy is so useful, why did it become a fatal flaw? But any conspiracy often takes a lot of time and energy to arrange. For example, the devils of Ultron will patiently spend generations, even centuries, to plot a shocking conspiracy.
Right now, what is most lacking on Azalanti's side is time.
Plotting to destroy a strong opponent in a limited amount of time? This is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to do.
The invasion of the Azalanti god system has begun.
The first and foremost are, of course, the human settlements of the main plane of Muhamrid.
"What's next, all-out war?" Charis, who was in Raven's arms, trembled a little and asked.
"Hmm." Raven nodded.
The two of them were talking, when suddenly there was a strange sound in the sky, like the strange sound of an ice pick cutting through a huge block of ice and stirring the ice slag in the ice.
"Karakala." The sky above me cracked.
Icicles with a diameter of more than 500 meters fall from the sky and let out a whining and screaming sound as they break through the atmosphere.
The sound quickly turned into a deafening roar, and thick icicles stuck in the vast desert, setting off a sandstorm.
Unblinded by the sight of destruction in front of them, Raven and Charis could see countless black dots descending from the sky along the hollow icicles into the area. Immediately, they seemed to lock on to the position of Raven and Charis, and a side spin in the air flipped out of the icicle and shot straight at Raven.
"Ahh Xia Ruisi only had time to let out a scream, and the air flow mixed with a thick bloody aura rushed to her face.
If Raven was really an ordinary weak god, then the sudden furious cyclone of these otherworldly gods was enough to knock him to the ground.
Raven stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Ruisi into his arms a little more, and threw out the portable version of [Earth's Gate]. The gate of the earth inserted in front of him immediately blocked Raven and the two tightly, and no shockwave escaped to Raven's side.
In the next moment, when Xia Ruisi thought that Raven would suddenly pull out his weapon and kill the Quartet, she suddenly saw the scene in front of her and couldn't help but be stunned.
"What did you do to them?"
I saw only a few otherworldly gods who exuded a powerful aura that made her weak, waving the weapons in their hands wildly, chasing down a non-existent enemy all the way, and speeding away from Raven and Charis.
"Hehe, a little illusion trick."
Divine Power Realm [Phantom].
Special Divine Ability [Empathy].
Raven hugged Xia Ruisi a little tighter, and smiled evilly, "It's similar to what I did to you, except that what they saw was your crocodile god in the form of a sage." Now they're chasing the true crocodile god Saybeck. β
Don't look at the same animal gods, whether it is Barstone or Chariss after the current unity, they really don't have the slightest affection for the neutral and evil crocodile god.
It's typical, 'he's fallen, the world is cleaner and better'.
"MeowβMuhamred has become terrible, Your Majesty Yunfield, you will protect me, will you?"
Raven glanced at Xia Ruisi, who was bright and cute, with a smile: "I only protect my gods." Unfortunately, Baste is not my subordinate. β
"Meow, Your Majesty, you're so bad. I am Charis, the goddess of cats and dances who belong to you from the body to the soul! β
"Really? Then I'll check it out and see first. After all, you've got a little weird stuff in you. Raven didn't hesitate to grab Xia Ruisi's long fluffy white tail with one hand, and touched the pair of cat ears with the other: "Well, it feels good, it's quite smooth." β
"Ah...... There...... Very sensitive...... No way...... Meow, no more...... I...... Meow-" With a high-pitched and sweet cat meow, Xia Ruisi's whole body softened, turning into a puddle of spring mud, and collapsed in Raven's arms.
Raven teased Sharith, a little white cat with a wandering fetish, while quietly spreading the supreme god-level perception to the entire realm of the main plane of Muhamrid.
After a while, he finally found his purpose.
It was a swamp in the lower reaches of the Nilo River, which ran through the entire world of Muhamrid, and a beautiful and feminine figure quietly stirred the earth with the slightest divine power.
When hundreds of tons of silt were turned up, she finally found her purpose.
That's an arm. (To be continued.) )