At the center of the whirlpool was a circular black hole with a diameter of one zhang, and at the edge of the black hole was a circle of white tusks, like the mouthparts of a ring-like sea creature. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He seemed to consider whether to struggle to escape from this teleportation force, but in the end he didn't make up his mind, because he sensed the spatial distortion force that the teleportation force carried.

As he slowly approached the toothy cavern, a stench of rotting seaweed and coral came to his face, and he raised his hands, his fingertips flashing with golden light, and he was about to use light magic to disrupt the dark power responsible for teleportation at all costs, so as not to die in the belly of an unknown coelenterate, when the dark teleportation power suddenly strengthened, and he was instantly sucked into a darkness before he could understand it.

A sense of weightlessness followed, and he was now in free fall through the dark void. He tried to use the Slow Fall, Stasis, or Levitation technique, but none of them succeeded, and he fell rapidly, and before he could react further, he slammed into the blue-gray stone floor.

The Divine Blessing of Light had disappeared at some point, and the coronation of the gods who had resisted the three deadly attacks was not activated, obviously the force of the fall was not enough to kill him, but the Undercurrent Demon Shield shattered the moment it touched the bluestone slab, turning into countless tiny points of light. Silver Dust was shocked. The Undercurrent Shield was his solidified magic, and once shattered, he couldn't expect to be restored within an hour.

"Luminous Guardian. He had no choice but to add another dark defense magic to himself, and at the same time, the coronation of the gods was also shattered due to the disturbance of the dark power, and Silver Dust could only add another dark magic to himself to resist a deadly attack, the Dark Crown.

The silver-colored Divine Skill Monk's robe was covered with a black stream of light, which looked a little dark and cold, and Silver Dust got up and looked around, only to feel that his calves and stomach were trembling.

This is a standard large circle with a diameter of 100 zhang, and the inside of the circle is the ground paved with bluestone slabs, and the outside is actually an endless dark void.

There was no starlight, no references, just a pitch-black nothingness. Silver Dust knows that it is a complete nothingness beyond the boundary of time and space, once anything falls there, it is eternal exile, because it is a complete void, all existence will become non-existent, there can be no matter there, there is no air and pressure, not even the coordinates of space, for any living being, there is the direct sense of the god and form, whether it is the body and soul, it is equivalent to non-existence, there is no chance of reincarnation, obviously, it is even more terrible than the underworld.

The large round bluestone slab looks like a corridor of time independent of the dark void, where gravity and air seem to be normal. In the center of the large circle is a square pool with a side of 10 feet, and the pool is filled with bright red blood, giving off the pungent smell of human blood. On the four corners of the blood pool, there are four huge tripods, and the inside of the tripod seems to be empty. Silver dust is uncertain.

The white light came from nowhere, but in fact the day-like light was evenly distributed on the circular square-like platform. Because of this, Silver Dust was able to distinguish the cyan slate, the black void, the blood-colored pool of sacrifice, and the green tripod.

Silver Dust nimbly draws his wand from the arcane space. It was the only wand he had ever used to shoot ground thorn magic.

His gaze was completely focused on the front of the pool of blood, where a lone man stood.

A man with a trident.

There was no magic aura on his body, and even his whole person didn't have much sense of existence, and Yinchen looked around the entire round platform before he noticed this person.

This is a man with thick beard. He has long black hair, a black beard, and a pair of short sharp horns like devil's horns on the top of his head, purple-black, which does not look domineering at all, but has an almost enchanting mystery, his skin is like that of Yinchen's parents, the normal yellow of normal Chinese descendants, neither deep nor shallow, neither dark nor light, and his facial features are also the same as those of Chinese descendants, although handsome, but the face is relatively flat, not as deep as those of the Western race in Gabriel's world。 The man had long black sword eyebrows, and a pair of black and white eyes, his pupils were too dark and pitch black, which made the whites of his eyes even more excessively white. He can't be called a lion with a lion nose and a wide mouth, but the heavenly court is full, his facial features are weekly, and judging from his face, he is a guy who can achieve great things, and he has the temperament of a leader. His height is almost three meters, and his muscles are not bulging, only showing just the right amount of streamlining, but on the contrary, he looks more solid and powerful. He was naked, with little hair on his yellow skin, no injuries or scars, only a few tattoos of unknown significance, which looked like a totem with a special oriental flavor. He was surprisingly wearing a bronze armor dress, the dark gray-blue metal reflection was particularly dazzling, and under the dress was leggings made of animal skins, but on his feet was a pair of things that looked like straw sandals and like scratch-resistant foot wraps, which looked like some years old, and some of the animal skins were cracked.

He stood fifty zhang away in front of Silver Dust, without the slightest aura of divine power on his body, but the realm of Silver Dust, the feeling of Silver Dust, the nerves of Silver Dust, and even every muscle, bone, and cell in Silver Dust's body screamed "danger". The man, who looked to be about forty years old, exuded the aura of an ancient divine dragon that made Silver Dust almost completely lose the will to resist.

The power of the wilderness.

"Another prey, what's going on in the last few years......" The man spoke, his tone extremely calm, as if nothing had happened in the world could surprise him, his accent was so pure, every syllable of his was so precise and clear, the words were round, as if he were the well-trained CCTV announcer in the world of Gabroyle, and he spoke Chinese that could not be more pure.

Silver Dust raised his hand vigilantly, although the scene in front of him was a little weird, but it was easy to understand, the boiling pool of blood, the horned man holding the weapon, the arrangement like the demon altar, what else did Silver Dust have to choose between killing the man and being sacrificed and thrown into the pool of blood.

"Black Charcoal Flame Dragon God Killing Cannon!" Silver Dust's choice was quite clear, and the fire dragon flew out from his left hand, opening its huge mouth and spewing out a huge fireball, while he grabbed the wand with his right hand and pointed it at the man, and a thorn rose from the man's feet......

A black circle of light bloomed on the man's body, which looked like the energy emitted by some special divine skill, but it was clearly not Gangfeng. The aperture spreads, and then—

The magic of silver dust dissipates directly.

In the aperture, the strokes are complicated, as if the hieroglyphic square Chinese characters emerge, flashing with pure black light, those Chinese characters have quite a lot of strokes, it seems to be traditional characters, and even small seals that are written more standardly, but at the same time, they are also changing with each other, as if going back in time, those small seals quickly become Zhong Dingwen, then become oracle bone inscriptions, and finally flicker and disappear.

Yinchen was completely stunned when he saw those Chinese character spells that he didn't know very well.

"Completely magically immune?" he couldn't hear himself.

He knew that in Gabroyle, and even in the entire universe, except for the Huaxia Super Divine Soldiers of the Ancient Era, such as the Yue Wang Sword, the Zhou Wang Ding and the like, there was no longer anything that could completely resist the invasion of magic. The existence of the "Complete Magic Immunity" item also made the descendants of Huaxia the main inheritors of Gabroyle's mage civilization and the dominant race on Earth in that era. After all, with the treasures left by these ancestors, they can always have some advantages in the mage war, right?

Silver Dust was completely panicked, he didn't even know what to do. Something that is completely free from magic can only be possessed by the Huaxia Super Divine Soldier of the Super Ancient Era, and nothing else can have this characteristic at all, and he doesn't know if he should continue to attack this guy who is suspected of holding an ancestral relic. Of course, the more serious problem is that it is impossible for him to defeat this man.

The man also moved at the same time as he saw the silver dust shoot out the fire dragon, and the man pointed his trident forward, and put on a very simple, even clumsy, charging posture like a primitive man, and rushed towards him in a meteoric stride.

His movements were simple, but his speed was beyond Silverdust's imagination.

The moment Silver Dust launched his attack, he opened the arcane acceleration and moved sideways to the left, but he only felt a flower in front of him, and the tall figure of the man appeared directly in front of him, and a slender trident stabbed against his body, so that it did not directly penetrate him.

The robe was torn, because the magic shield on his body had no effect at all, and was directly pierced by the halberd.

Silver Dust's face turned pale, he suddenly raised his hand towards the blood pool, a little blue light flashed at his fingertips, and a water dragon burst out of the boiling blood pool, and the water dragon suddenly disintegrated in the air, scattering into countless bright red water arrows, as if they were launched by a strong bow, flying densely over, drowning the man.

This time it worked, at least the man was beaten backwards, and there was no way to stay where he was, but when all the arrows condensed by the blood water were shattered and the blood was poured on the ground, Yinchen helplessly found that the man in front of him was uninjured at all.

Silver Dust immediately teleported and came to the side of the blood pool, and at this time the man was almost at the edge of the round platform.

"Maybe we can knock him off the stage. Silver Dust thought about it, and suddenly summoned a second blood dragon, this time he used some magic power to make the blood dragon disperse into a blood water arrow, and it directly froze.

Dense ice swords flew out, but this time his trick couldn't work at all, the man just waved his hand casually, and those ice arrows condensed by blood magic were directly out of the control of the silver dust, and they didn't even consider inertia in the air, and flew straight upside down!

Silver dust changed color in shock. He didn't expect this man to be able to use water magic?!

He hurriedly summoned a dark magic shield, blocked in front of him, and finally blocked the dense ice arrows, although the strength of the dark magic shield was extremely high, almost at the point of indestructibility, but compared with the light magic shield, it could not block the impact of the ice arrows at all, and the silver dust was shaken by the impact from the magic shield, and several times it was almost planted in the blood pool behind him.

"Don't use witchcraft against me, it's useless. The man's calm voice sounded from behind.

Behind!

Every hair on Silver Dust's body stood upright, and he had already launched a teleportation, but he didn't feel any possibility of escape in himself, and before he even had time to feel the tension on the surface of his body being squeezed by the other space, he felt a big hand slap on his shoulder.

"No!" Silver Dust screamed in despair, lying straight on the ground, his eyes spurting blood and tears, a spirit that he had never experienced before, and a sorrow that he had never experienced before, exploded in his body, almost driving him crazy.

"Inheritor, hold on!" the voice of the ghost god became smaller and smaller in his mind, and the Demon Crying Slash Fist and the Blood Splitting Demon Emperor's Peerless Spell Position shattered into ashes together.

"Inheritor, find a way to escape, and ...... us to the end of our learning" Thor's words were not even finished, and he could no longer be heard.

"Hmm, is there any mess left in your prey?" a stout hand grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up, and then, without knowing what to do, the hand turned Silver Dust's face to the man.

Yinchen stared blankly at his black and white eyes, as if from those black pupils, he could see through the entire history of the bloody battle. How beautiful those eyes were, but Yinchen couldn't see them at this time, his eyes were full of blood-colored totems, which were the peerless learning of the two great gods in their ultimate life, all of them.

Thunder God and Ghost God, the two great gods who have existed since the primordial times, finally transferred their respective understanding of martial arts, their experience of martial arts, their perception of the law of strength, and even their feelings for the world and their gratitude for life into his heart, his sea of consciousness, and his soul without reservation, and the remnant souls of the two of them, along with the rapidly disintegrating spell bits, completely turned into the most primitive elemental turbulence.

They died, completely died, and they didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated.

After the severe pain, only the purest and most complete desolation remains. Silver Dust couldn't imagine that this was the end of the two most powerful and primitive gods in the world, Ragnarok.

He thought that he could accompany the two great gods in their last will and go through their last lives. He thought that he could pass on the Dao lineage and give the two great gods a peaceful end like a dead end, but he didn't, and he couldn't even escort the remnant souls of the two great gods to the hell that was in charge of reincarnation.

He couldn't even go to hell himself.