After the masked man finished speaking, he laughed again.

The witch god had no idea that the masked man would plan to completely merge the space at the top of the tower, and there is no doubt that this intention can be described as crazy.

Because he is not the only one in the top of the tower, there are also the heads of ghosts and gods, and even the guy who is hidden at the top.

Of course, what he didn't expect the most was that the masked man would be able to find a person who was almost exactly the same as his aura to be used as the embodiment of concealing people's ears and eyes.

This kind of ability, even the current gods are afraid that they can't do it at all.

"If you can fuse, give it a try!

I'm not going to let you get away with it! ”

After a brief moment of panic, the witch god regained his composure, for he would not be frightened by anyone.

"I really like to see you struggling.

No, no, no, to be exact, it's like you're struggling desperately but still powerless. ”

If you look at the masked man at this time, you will find that half of the masked man's body has disappeared.

His lower limbs had completely turned into a liquid connected to the mire below, and the whole person looked as if he was floating on it.

"Soul Divine Light!"

The witch god has now lost his control of space, and is completely unable to use even the slightest power of space.

So now he can only use his soul attack to stop the masked man, so that he can find a chance to break through the predicament.

It's just that as soon as his soul divine light appeared, he was immediately corroded by the low black liquid above.

Looking at the masked man, the whole person has completely melted and is sinking into the mire below.

"Damn! What the hell is this! ”

If the witch god could still maintain his composure before, then at this moment, he could no longer let himself continue to remain calm.

Because after losing control of the space, all he could rely on was his soul attack, but right now, his soul attack was completely ineffective.

The masked man didn't confront him head-on at all, he obviously chose to avoid him, relying on his ability to eat away at the space at the top of the tower little by little, until it merged into his body with him.

The space at the top of the tower is shrinking rapidly, and it is really like what the masked man said before, as if he is attracted to something, and it is constantly squeezing.

The witch god never dreamed that the masked man's ability would be so powerful that he could even integrate space into his body.

Apparently it has reached the extreme of integration.

He became like an ant on a hot pot, and although he was extremely anxious to get out of his predicament, he looked at it in all directions, no matter where he went, it looked like a dead end.

"No!"

The witch god roared with grief that he must not die here.

He hid everywhere and endured for a long time before finally waiting for this day.

For so many years, the driving force that has supported him to keep climbing up and keep surviving is revenge.

As for whether he can regain everything that belongs to him, it doesn't matter in the current situation.

However, the guy who made him a lost dog and lost even his only identity must pay for it.

It can be said that human beings can have the ability to compete with ghosts, and all kinds of laws in the world can be perfected, all because of his merits.

Back then, he separated thousands of clones, kept throwing himself into the past, and tried his best to make all kinds of attempts.

Under the shroud of loneliness, watch one doppelganger after another go to death.

After waiting for so long, there was finally a clone that could save him, a clone that could get him out of all of this and change it all, but that clone in turn swallowed him up and replaced him.

He was originally the real Xiao Mo, but in the end, he ended up with an identity that no longer even existed.

Fortunately, he escaped a wisp of distraction at that time, which is why he has the current witch god, and he is now full of hatred.

Falling from the divine position, watching the great changes in this world, watching the world that should have become powerful in his own hands, but turning around and constantly decaying.

He was free, but after falling from the throne, he lost control of the rules of the world.

He has no way to use the rules to recall his friends who have left him, and there is no way to use the rules to return to the world he is familiar with.

Freedom was gained, but what he lost was everything but freedom.

An insignificant doppelganger, a chess piece that should have been pinched in his hand, became a god in this world and a real Xiao Mo.

And he, the original master, was deprived of everything, and even hid as much as possible in order not to be noticed by him.

No one can endure the days he has to face every day.

Because he can't face himself.

There is no way to allow yourself to forget everything and live like an ordinary person.

In the beginning, the master of this world was a consciousness called Gaia.

In the face of the invasion of another world, Gaia did nothing but be beaten passively.

When he went through many dangers and hardships, he finally came into contact with the truth of this world, and it was finally possible to change this status quo.

But Gaia overshadowed him.

Gaia didn't want to give up her control of the world, so she frantically fought back against him.

They end up fighting to lose, and he loses his freedom in the process.

And only gained partial control over this world.

For the rest of the day, he struggled with Gaia, but was never able to win.

Until he began to plan to divide his consciousness into countless parts and throw them into the past plane, so that those clones would become the seeds that would save him, and become the final attack to destroy Gaia.

However, the fullness of the plan is exchanged for the cruelty of reality.

Failure after failure, failure after failure, for a long time, he even gave up, feeling that he could not succeed.

Until a clone of the rules changes appears, which rekindles his hope of getting out of trouble.

In order to protect this seed of hope, he did not hesitate to consume himself, overdrafted everything, and paved the way for it step by step, in order to wait for him to come to him.

But when he was full of hope and finally ushered in the other party, what he got in exchange was a result that made him extremely desperate.

Although Gaia was destroyed, at the same time he was devoured, from the main body, to a wisp of souls without identity.

And what he couldn't accept the most was that by the time he regained his freedom with this wisp of distraction, the people he knew had already been wiped out in the cruel laws of the world.

There is no one other relative in the world, and there is no face that makes him familiar.

I waited so long and paid so much, but in the end, I got a result that was countless times more desperate than despair.

If it weren't for this strong hatred that supported him, he would have chosen to tie the knot early.

But at this moment, it seems that the nightmare is playing out again.

He had been preparing for a long time, and he had waited for this opportunity for revenge, but he had to fall at this last and most critical step.

Why do this to him?

Why do you want to do this to him?

"I haven't taken revenge yet, I haven't made all your fantasies succeed, I will never die like this!"

The witch god pointed to the sky that had been melted by the black liquid, and roared with a hideous face.

In the next moment, the blood vessels in his whole body suddenly burst, and he directly turned into a bloody person, and his originally gray-white eyes were also occupied by dense red blood.

"Ghost Emperor Cemetery!"

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