Zizi, zizi.

The sound of electricity rippled on the mechanical golems, which had not suffered much damage in the previous battles, and in that very short period of battle, these golems had only two conditions, either intact or not a speck of dust left behind by the MAP cannon attack.

All of the damage had occurred in less than a minute before, and when Ilya's Celestial Clothes were in full swing and transformed themselves into the Holy Grail, the transformers of the soul communicating with the dregs of the world, the bodies became carriers of those dregs.

After all, they are residues, they can't even exist in their basic form, they are completely dependent on the existence of powerful magical power, these residues are serious harmful substances for any carrier, and in less than a minute, most of these puppets are overloaded, burning the power furnace and the core of the mind, and a small part of them have turned into fireworks.

But it doesn't matter, they are no longer needed after that, and the war is over.

"It's you, Mixian, how is that possible? I, I'll kill you......"

The look of disbelief turned into indifference in an instant, even if the dead man appeared in front of him again, what could he do, the loser who had already killed once, just kill again, there was no confusion in the path of the god king, and there was no fear.

Lin Tian looked back, the horror on his face before was long gone, and the power of destruction in his hands was brewing and slammed down, wanting to erase those two from this world at this moment.

But one of them was long gone, and although the other was hit in the chest with both palms, a huge hole appeared in the chest, but there was no flesh and blood, no bones, and nothing, and all that could be seen from the hole was pure black.

"What is this?"

The sharp pain in his chest was not relieved in the slightest, and it was clear that according to his usual appearance, even if he was a powerful attack, he could heal with his powerful divine energy, and even if he could not heal in a short time, he could stop the deterioration of the wound, but now he felt that the pain in his heart was strengthening little by little.

"Hatred, this is our hatred!"

The sound that seemed to come from the deepest part of hell lingered in the ears of the God King, this was the most vicious curse, a curse that even the God King could never avoid.

If Lin Tian was still in a state of perfection, then there would naturally be no problem, but his army of gods and men had turned into torches in large numbers due to the confusion of his beliefs, and his faith reserves were temporarily interrupted due to the counterattack of a group of residues.

On top of that, he was defeated by others in another instant, which was a very bad point, even if he didn't fail with his super resilience, but it was so wonderful that this moment happened, just when his faith reserves were crushed by the dregs.

So he couldn't recover to the time of total victory, especially since he couldn't use the faith of the entire divine realm to help himself.

"Purify, purify, law, purify!"

This is the real exclamation, Lin Tian has already realized that he has no way to deal with these blacks, all the techniques cannot get rid of these blacks, they just let them devour his body faster.

There's only one way.

Poof!

Decisively, the wind blade slashed through, and a large area of Lin Tian's chest, including his heart, was cut off, which was perhaps the only way to avoid being infected by the curse.

But before Lin Tian could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that ominous aura again, and something seemed to be about to be born in his empty chest. If you escape from here, maybe the curse will not be able to catch up with you, even if the other party catches up with you, the self whose faith has been restored at that time is not something that the curse can solve.

But he didn't notice that the previous existence was gone.

"It's over, I really didn't expect that we would win with the thing left by the Mandate of Heaven, no, I really didn't expect the Mandate of Heaven to be able to get that thing, it's really lucky."

Similarly, Hua Feng and his party did not chase the god king, although the other party seemed to be able to recover, they just got together and relaxed.

"Pang Zhi, that's not lucky, even if we don't appear, sooner or later, that guy will face the same ending, it's just inevitable, whether this ending is borrowed from our hands, the hands of the Son of Heaven, or by himself, after all, time has never gone backwards."

Going back in time is just a seemingly beautiful illusion, just a rewrite of an area, but for all the worlds floating in chaos, the so-called rewrite is still the next story.

The previous paragraph is covered, but it is not non-existent, cause and effect will still pile up, just like a small round face, in the salvation of the girl with braids again and again, it has become a collection of cause and effect.

This is the so-called regurgitation of time.

So even if Mi Xian was killed by Lin Tian, even his soul was torn apart, there was still a wisp of residual thoughts, and he lingered for many years for revenge, until he encountered the residual thoughts of other guys who were killed by Lin Tian inexplicably, and then these residual thoughts were collected little by little, little by little, and finally became a curse that was enough to kill the gods now.

He can escape for a while, but when he is contaminated with the curse, he can't escape for a lifetime, the curse will chase him, chase anyone who has a relationship with him, with his strength, it is not a problem to escape for a lifetime, but what about his men, his friends, his relatives?

One day, he will return to the time when he lost everything and usher in his own end.

"This is the end of the game, your chess pieces are finished."

“……”

The sage on the opposite side didn't speak, just looked down at the chessboard, and now that his own big dragon on the chessboard had been slaughtered, there was no chance to rise again.

Suddenly.

"Hahaha, oops, what a loss." The sage pretended to be light-hearted, as if they were really just a hand-to-hand game, "Sure enough, it's impossible to compare your computing power, and in this regard, it is estimated that no one is your opponent except for those old fellows who took that step." ”

"At this time, it's no fun to pretend to be calm, the winner is already known, don't waste my time, with your time, go with me obediently, there is still a chance to use waste, otherwise ......"

"You're too much, I've been fighting chaos for trillions of years, I've created countless brilliant civilizations, you actually want to kill me like this, no civilization will allow you to be so crazy."

"Heh, crazy, it doesn't matter if someone else says this, but you, what qualifications do you have to say such things, and what qualifications do you have to say this when you strangle the future of countless civilizations."

The tone is flat, but Hua Feng? The plan of heaven has stood up, and the killing intent on his body is surging like a tide, and the next thing is no longer something that words can solve, and there is only a battle to erase the impure thing from this world.

"Since the sage, I, as a third-order civilization Hua Feng? The plan of heaven has determined that you have fallen, and the fallen type is three, and the fallen are now excluded. ”