Watching one after another of Atlantis's elite troops being wiped out like this, feeling the fierce battle, far beyond everyone's imagination, the Atlanteans never expected that the death canopy unfolded by Naiarathotep was such a terrifying existence, and there were not only a large number of Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers, but also a large number of zombies. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Watching all this, the Pope of the Sea Temple already knew very well that he could not wait any longer.

He had an ominous premonition in his heart, a bad feeling, and if it dragged on, Atlantis would not be saved.

More importantly, looking at the terrifying and terrifying beauty of the lovely indifferent Nyaratotip, the Pope of the Sea Temple, there was a feeling that even if His Highness the Sea God was summoned, it would be difficult to change this terrifying and desperate battle situation.

If that's the case, it would be a very scary thing! The collapse of faith is even more desperate than the breaching of the capital of Atlantis.

After all, even if the capital is breached, there will still be some existences that escape, and the Atlantean civilization will continue to exist and be passed on, but once the faith collapses, is that Atlantis still Atlantis?

The Pope of the Temple of the Sea God did not know, did not understand, and could not predict, and his wise wisdom could no longer see the road ahead. But they have all come here, and they can't let it go, after all, the elite troops of the Atlanteans can't be sacrificed, they can't be sacrificed like this in vain.

And most importantly, time is running out. In just a few minutes, the elite Atlantean troops that were holding the Blind Corps of the upper independent race of the Cthulhu gods were almost wiped out.

If you drag it out, if you hesitate, you don't need to summon it. Once the Blind Legion of the upper independent race of the Cthulhu gods is empty, it is enough to strangle the other legions that have been broken by several battles.

Moreover, although the defense of the Sea God Temple, which has been favored by Poseidon, is terrifying, it can't withstand the hundreds of millions of chaotic monsters of the Cthulhu god system, hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers and ghosts born from under the canopy of death, 100,000, no, now it is 80,000 true god-level zombies and other terrifying troops.

Rising from the throne, he stood in this empty temple, and walked slowly to the center of the main hall, holding aloft the Pope of the Poseidon Church, who symbolized the divine power. looked coldly into the distance, as if he was looking at all beings.

Yes, the Pope of the Poseidon Church at this time has enough arrogance to be confident, because, at this moment, he who holds the scepter high is no longer a pure Pope of the Poseidon Church, and the will of Poseidon, the god of the sea among the Olympian gods, has descended here along the scepter. Descend on the Pope, who is located in the temple of the sea god.

The great will came, and the sea god temple rang a burst of bells, full of the quaint and cangsang flavor of the bell, full of the sense of the Holy Spirit of the bell is constantly ringing.

This is the voice of God, and it is also a supreme power, bursts of bells are like sound waves, wantonly impacting, flooding with mysterious and unpredictable powers like dominating the world, tearing the death canopy apart.

This is something that tens of millions of Atlanteans can't do, and this death canopy, which Atlantis can't completely destroy for countless years, was shattered by the huge power of faith accumulated by the Poseidon Temple.

It's not a question of quantity, it's a question of quality.

The high mystery will lose its mystery in the face of the higher mystery, and in the face of the death canopy built by the power of chaos by Nyaratotip, one of the three giants of the Cthulhu god system, the power of the Atlanteans in the small world is completely inadequate.

Only the existence of the same person can destroy the power of Nyaratotip.

The canopy of death was shattered by Poseidon, the god of the sea. The light once again shone on the capital of Atlantis, once again shrouded the capital of Atlantis, and countless Yin soldiers and ghosts, in the case of the death curtain was shattered, and the light enchantment shone, in the melodious bells of the Sea Temple. Reduced to ashes.

Under the illumination of endless light, only the Yin soldiers and ghost pawns who have reached the true god level can barely survive.

As for the chaotic monsters of the Cthulhu gods, there was not much damage, and even the zombie troops that fought against the elite troops of Atlantis were only suppressed.

This is the difference between having a physical body and not having a physical body, and under the illumination of this endless light, in the roar of this melodious bell, it seems so distinct. It's so clear.

The light shone, like a great purge, wiped out most of the Yin soldiers and ghosts. However, under the light of this terrible light, there was no anger, no indignation, no disappointment, no regret on the lovely pretty face of Neyaratotip, one of the three giants of the Cthulhu gods, just a sweet smile that made people feel good.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his small hand as white as jade, as if he wanted to grasp the light-like Naiarathotip, and with a sweet smile, he said softly: "Is this the accumulation of countless years in the Sea God Temple?" Very nice strength. It's really good. ”

At this moment, Nyaratotip seemed to be intoxicated with this world of light, the demise of the Yin soldiers and ghosts that were close at hand, the shattering of the death canopy, and the confrontation between the zombie troops and the elite of the Atlanteans, all of which were not put in the eyes of Nyaratotip, only light, only the roaring, dyeing the whole world white, blooming with the light of the world, could make Nyaratotip's eyes linger here.

"Finally forced down, as long as you kill this guy, this time the game will be won." Looking at Poseidon, who had flown out of the temple of the sea, Nyaratotip smiled happily and sweetly.

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When Naiarathotep was shopping with Atlantis, Zheng Shuanglong, who had spent a long time finally recuperating his body with seven labor and five injuries, finally came out of a cave.

And Zheng Shuanglong, who walked out of the cave and avoided the groups of flying demon beasts, looked at the pitch-black canopy with a wry smile, the canopy shrouded in death. Painfully discovered, I didn't seem to be able to find my way anymore.

Before, he fled with the dragon master, and he really relied on his spiritual sense, so that now Zheng Shuanglong is basically lost, and the map explored with the scientific instrument made by Nagato Yuki can already be thrown away, and he has already run out of the range marked on the map.

However, one thing Zheng Shuanglong also knew was that this was probably out of the outermost area of Atlantis, because the demon beasts were obviously much more powerful than the outside, for example, among the groups of flying demon beasts, there were several true god-level demon beasts. It's a pretty scary thing. The level of danger here is no less than the forbidden area left by the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Demon Clan that Zheng Shuanglong had explored before.

It's quite a hassle to get lost in such a dangerous place, but anyway, there isn't a lot of time left, and there's nothing to explore in the periphery, which can be divided, and the benefits that can be captured have long been scavenged by those player teams. Well, Zheng Shuanglong would not underestimate the greed of these monster-level gamers.

If it weren't for Zheng Shuanglong's previous hard work and serious injuries, it is estimated that he would be like those teams of gamers, so ferocious, so terrifyingly carry out the so-called sky-high action.

There are not enough interests on the periphery, and there is not much time left, so in order to claim enough benefits in the remaining little time, Zheng Shuanglong originally wanted to explore the interior of Atlantis, and to explore the core of Atlantis, it was originally quite troublesome, and it was very difficult to estimate and locate, but now Zheng Shuanglong only needs to move towards the terrifying area in the center. The stronger the aura of death, the closer it is to the heart of Atlantis, one of the most powerful forces in the Great Western Continent. It's really too simple and easy.

After all, the Death Canopy, the Death Canopy like the Light Enchantment that enveloped the entire Great Western Continent, was constantly erupting a layer of dead air, in addition to forming an extremely deep cloud of dead air in the sky above the terrifying core, blocking all the power of light, it was also spreading outward, forming a barrier of dead air.

Although it was not as thick as the dead air cloud at the core, it undoubtedly blocked most of the light, turning the entire Western Continent into a sea of pitch black. Of course, the pillar of light that was too obvious in the Sea God Temple was to ignore him.

The most important thing is that this terrifying pillar of light is also one of the signs of Zheng Shuanglong's way recognition. As long as you have this symbol, you will definitely not be afraid to find the capital of Atlantis on the Great Western Continent.

However, now it can only show its existence with this pillar of light that penetrates the heavens and the earth, how bleak it is!

Yes, originally Zheng Shuanglong only thought that this Atlantis was mysterious, weird and changeable, but now it is a little more sad. No matter how powerful the force is, even if it is to shock the eternals, even if it dominates the world, it is just a doll in front of the host of the Game Life Contest.

Thinking of this, Zheng Shuanglong couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. The city in the sky, the land of the void, and the tower of infinity in the face of those behind-the-scenes powers, are also like this Atlantis, so small and powerless.

"Forget it, these are still far from me anyway! Now the most important thing is to beat through this game life contest. Always live, live to the end......" Zheng Shuanglong shook his head and threw out these distracting thoughts, these things are far away from him, before he has the power to control his own destiny, everything he says is false!

Greatness begins with smallness. Perhaps it is true that the more you know, the more you feel small. Zheng Shuanglong, who walked out of the valley where the flying demonic beasts lived and galloped in the direction of the capital of Atlantis, felt that his heart was pressed by something heavy, and he was so uncomfortable. It's so tough.

Perhaps, there is really a great terror between life and death. Zheng Shuanglong, who has gone through the battle with the great race of Isis and the battle with the master of the dragon, is very different from the original moment.

Flickering, wandering through the void, traveling through time and space, lurking towards the heart of Atlantis, looking forward to the ruins of the ruined battlefield, the ruins of the terrifying confrontation between the Atlanteans and the Old Dominators, to see if we can find something useful, useful, and usable before this last time comes.

You know, cleaning the battlefield is always a good time to harvest. At the same time, garbage is nothing more than misplaced resources.

On the battlefield left over from the confrontation between Atlantis and the old rulers, there will definitely be good things that can make Zheng Shuanglong's heart move.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zheng Shuanglong has not reached the peak of the number of items that can be brought back with the 100,000 points he can obtain in this game life competition, in this competition of the old dominators.

"Reverse" Taoism, spiritual imprint, the crystallization of 100,000 divine powers, the spiritual body of the great race of Isis with endless knowledge...... The harvest of all this gave Zheng Shuanglong a little motivation.

Zheng Shuanglong, who had traveled hundreds of kilometers in an instant, suddenly found that a kind of water emitting a yellow-green light suddenly began to emerge from his feet, and it actually began to corrode his true yuan power. The True Yuan Power evolved from the endless star power attracted by the Celestial Star Decision.

This made Zheng Shuanglong suddenly startled, and hurriedly retreated all the way, until he withdrew from the range of this yellowing water, and then he was a little surprised to look at these terrifying and corrosive mysterious waters.

With the resistance of Zheng Shuanglong's star power, the vast majority of mysterious powers are ineffective against Zheng Shuanglong, and a considerable part of the mysterious power can only give Zheng Shuanglong a certain amount of damage, and the mysterious power that can make Zheng Shuanglong have a fatal possibility is extremely rare.

Now, these unknown yellow waters can corrode Zheng Shuanglong's star power in the air, which means that the mystery contained in these yellow waters is no less than the true yuan power that Zheng Shuanglong cultivated. What a terrible thing to do.

The divine sense swept away, his eyes narrowed slightly, perceiving the source of these terrifying yellow waters, and Zheng Shuanglong, who was composed of them, stared at him, and was a little surprised: "These, these are all the so-called corpse water flowing down from the corpse!" With such a huge amount and so many corpses, how many living beings need to die! Are Atlantis and the Old Dominators knocked unconscious!? ”

Perceiving the source of the corpse water, the terrifying and ruined battlefield, the terrifying battlefield where hundreds of millions of living beings were buried, and looking at the river that slowly formed a yellow river not far away, rushing all the way towards the distant river, Zheng Shuanglong had a slight hesitation in his heart about whether to go to the fierce battle zone at the core of Atlantis.

This is just a small peripheral battlefield, a battlefield that is far away from the core of Atlantis, and it can evolve into a river of Styx, which contains no less dead air than the city of vain! Not to mention the Atlantis Core Battle Zone. How terrible it was to fight, how ferocious. The risks are really daunting.