Chapter 390, The Wind of Creation
Standing tall in the Void, Hind replenishes himself with the infinite magic that has been plundered from all of Azeroth, covering the entire planet with the principles of demonic flow.
Turning the weak body into the ultimate embodiment of the mysteries of magic, he raised his bare hands and condensed a magnificent power far beyond the magic gods of thousands of worlds.
"Super Magic, Fallen Moon!"
As if plucking the strings of the void, the magnificent power covers the entire planet.
Is that...... Moon!
Beyond the starry sky, a bright blue moon shines on all beings.
Is that...... A giant blue energy body with a diameter of 3,500 kilometers, suspended in the void. She was so beautiful, so dreamy, like another land, as if it was within reach.
Is that...... The ultimate destruction magic that simulates the fall of the moon, and its target is not a specific enemy, but the planet itself.
"I didn't ...... Use! ”
A low, viscous, bubbling disgusting sound emanated from every tentacle that stretched out of the deformed planet, and countless flesh and blood tentacles entangled with each other, forming large deformed hands that stretched out to the sky.
Whipping, tearing, resisting.
The Hundred-Handed Giant slammed into the Fallen Moon with mad force, and countless tentacles were instantly burned to ashes, but many more were reborn in the void, forming a mountain range of flesh and blood that was even larger than the Himalayas, obscuring the moon's brilliance.
Ten kilometers from the ground, the moon, exploded!
Is that...... Bright as stars, light, infinite light, only light!
Fill everything, annihilate everything.
In Sinder's terrifying celestial tectonic magic attack, the entire planet was bitten by a big bite. A quarter of the planet's material was blown up to the first cosmic velocity, broke away from the planet's gravity, and turned into scattered clouds of cosmic dust.
Fight. It got out of hand from the start.
Without the protection of the Storm Fortress, the tens of thousands of reincarnators who were teleported to this planet would be nothing more than bait for Azathoth or a burial object for super-level magic.
A group of reincarnators hid in the depths of the starship, silently watching this terrifying battle that had surpassed their understanding.
With the universe as the stage and the planet as the setting, the gorgeous battles between the near-gods are so gorgeous that people forget to breathe.
Under the gaze of the crowd. A third person joined the battle.
……
Oraquir stood in the aftermath of super-level magic, his blue, cloud-like body stretching out into the infinite distance. Measure the earth with your feet, and envelop everything with your palms. Shade the sun with your skull. In the space of three breaths, Olakir transformed himself from an ordinary person with a height of 1.8 meters into a giant god who penetrated the heavens and the earth.
The giant god began to breathe, a long, eternal breath that tore the entire planet's atmosphere. Inhale into the lungs.
Compress. condensed, turning into a cloud of high-temperature molten ions that seemed to be the core of the universe.
Tear open the earth's crust and mantle along the gap blasted by Hind with his shielding arms, until the ugly creatures hidden in the depths of the planet are exposed.
The Wind Giant God has breathed a breath of destruction on this poor planet.
"The Wind of Creation!"
Furious, gorgeous, absolute shock. It was as if 100 million hydrogen bombs exploded at the same time, as if the Milky Way was pouring back. All the stars merge into it, turning into a rushing stream of high-temperature ions.
Turn the entire atmosphere into a one-time consumable. Far beyond the Principle of the Wind! A scene that was only fortunate enough to be seen at the beginning of the Big Bang is now happening again.
There is no doubt that it is 99% of spiritual awakening, the limit of reincarnation, and the full force of a person who is close to God!
"Aha......ha Three strong ants, are you the dark chess prepared by the Lord God? Does the Lord God want you to stop the cause? Impossible, no more! Azathoth is the master of all things, an existence older than the universe itself, even if it is the 'wind of creation'?! I live before the foundation of the world! ”
Countless, innumerable, countless tentacles of flesh and blood meet the disobedient white rush, with chaos as a shield and evil thoughts as a basis, the immortal Azathoth remains fearless in the storm of creation.
Now, there is no such thing as a "planet".
The earth's crust, mantle, and the center of the earth, all the matter that makes up the planet were stripped away by the wind of creation, leaving only the body of Azathoth suspended in the cosmic void.
Ugly, disgusting, crazy. Even if the billions of tentacles that extended out were all turned into powder by the Creation Storm, more tentacles still stretched out from the flesh core.
The immortal and immortal, an evil god older than the universe itself, opened his golden vertical pupils hundreds of kilometers long in the void.
Chaotic ...... Stare!
The moment he was stared at by the eyeball, the blue-white clouds that made up all of Aurakill's body danced like crazy, as if he had a self-consciousness to escape the gaze of the evil god.
This is the strongest attack of the evil god Azathoth, who is watched by the golden evil pupil, even if it is a planet, a stone, an atom, even everything without self-consciousness will produce an emotion called "fear".
When the planet is afraid, it goes off track and dissociates itself.
When the stone is afraid, it rubs itself and turns into powder.
When the atom is afraid, the core disintegrates and the fission disappears.
It was an eye that terrified all things, and was an irresistible death move for any sane creature.
Even a person like Olakir who has touched the threshold of a near-god can only take a few seconds before his will will be shattered, his body shattered, and his body will be destroyed.
However, the fourth joined the siege of Azathoth.
"The Void...... Devouring"
As if some terrible monster suddenly appeared, a large piece of the universe where Azathoth was located was bitten off by an invisible mouth.
Even in the formless and massless void, in the inky black void, there is a deeper darkness.
That's "nothing".
Destroy matter, as well as the void itself, which holds all matter. It is not the shattering of space, but the erasure of space itself, along with the concept of space.
The limit after the limit of the principle of space, a terrifying attack that returns the universe to its original point.
Silently, one bite at a time.
Shafar incarnated into an invisible being with a diameter of 100 kilometers, and used his invisible giant mouth to tear flesh and blood from the evil god, turning everything into "nothing".
"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!"
Azathoth roared, beating a frantic drum in a vacuum, ten tentacles grown when destroyed, and ten pieces of flesh when burned.
It was a cancer cell of the universe, a monster that could not be killed, and even if the three near-god beings attacked with all their might, they were helpless.
The frenzied gaze of the golden pupils leads all things to death, and even the universe itself is turbulent in this mad curse towards the final heat death. (To be continued......)