Chapter 709: Instant Kill (3)
Joe's leap to promote, much faster than the Pope and the Pope, who were full of divine light.
When the Pope and the Pope were still bearing the transformation of the soul by the law of the law with distorted faces, Joe almost drank his saliva, and he successfully crossed the barrier between man and God, and easily stepped into the realm of gods.
The pair of crimson eyes in Joe's mind vanished.
His soul ...... Oh no, his spirit and those eyes were perfectly integrated with the crimson instinct.
In his mind, there was only a huge, gorgeous, brilliant hedron with tens of thousands of perfect geometric facets floating silently.
This spar resembles a large pear-shaped diamond.
But the crimson spar surface, tens of thousands of facets, each side is spewing with dazzling brilliance.
Laprashi laughed softly, and a crimson light curtain appeared in front of Joe's eyes again.
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Supernatural: Crimson
Status: Divine Spirit 13th Order (Divine Strength 21st Order, Resurrected You Have 13th Order Strength, You at the moment, Very Strong)
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Joe's consciousness was a little dazed.
In front of his eyes, countless images flashed...... It's all Crimson memories.
He saw the birth of Medland.
He saw the primeval truth.
He saw the origin of the El.
He even saw that the ontology of La Prahi.
What a vast, unfathomable, ancient, great being it was...... Even Crimson itself is a creation of La Prahi!
"You're not just omniscient......" Joe muttered to himself.
The janitor Seven's ears twitched, and in the midst of his busy schedule, he looked back at Qiao deeply: "Little one, the all-knowing...... It's a no-no...... Hahaha, there is no omniscient person, in the world, it is impossible to ......"
Joe raised his right arm.
The first time he saw Gatekeeper Seven, he was filled with a sense of disgust and awe for Gatekeeper Seven...... Even deep hatred.
He couldn't wait to kill Gatekeeper Seven.
But at that time, his instinct controlled his impulses - with Joe's strength at that time, if he shot at the janitor Seven, he would be suppressed in an instant, and he would have no power to resist.
But at the moment.
After the successful promotion, Joe felt that the janitor number seven was not much stronger.
Even though his former peak strength was extremely strong, he had just woken up from a long slumber, and before he had time to fully recover his strength, he rushed all the way here, entangled with the ancient gods, and the two brothers and sisters of Mu and Mutheste.
The janitor number seven at this moment, in Joe's judgment, is probably the appearance of the fourteenth order of the gods...... The strongest is the fourteenth order, and the greatest is probably comparable to Qiao's strength at the moment.
In Joe's mind, the large crimson hedron shone brightly.
His judgment and perception are all thousands of times, tens of thousands of times stronger than before he was promoted.
His judgment, his perception, cannot be wrong.
Joe's right palm was like a knife, and with a 'poof' sound, it pierced the heart of Gatekeeper Seven from behind.
"There is no one who knows everything? Of course...... But I know where your fatal point is. Joe looked at Gatekeeper Seven, his eyes turning crimson.
The heart of the janitor No. 7 is really not in the heart of a normal person.
His heart, deep in the center of the abdominal cavity, is protected by a dense layer of bone plates.
But Joe's precise and fierce blow directly broke his heart.
Crimson glow poured into the body of Gatekeeper Seven along Joe's palm, frantically destroying his body, bombarding the laws he mastered, shattering, infecting, and devouring the huge divine power in his body.
"You ......" janitor Seven's eyes widened and he looked at Joe blankly, "Little one...... I'm optimistic about your ...... Future...... But ......"
"However, I am not optimistic about your future!"
Joe's voice became cold and unforgiving,
At this moment, he is not the little fat man who jumped out of the port of Tulun, burned out his brain because of illness when he was a child, and was a little vague.
He is no longer the little fat man who has returned to normal after awakening, and is following the flow in Hyderabad.
He's not that ...... His relatives, his friends, the people he loved, and those who loved him were familiar, that little fat man whose character was not perfect, but who was kind, gentle, friendly, and simple enough in nature.
He's crimson now.
Palm War.
Palm killing.
Death, pestilence, terror, and all the destruction and negative effects that come with it...... Crimson.
Or, you can simply call him the Lord of Destruction.
"El, should it exist?" Joe stared into the rapidly dimming eyes of Gatekeeper Seven, "No, humans shouldn't exist. ”
Gatekeeper Seven's pupils shrank suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and roared, "Yes...... You...... Is it? ”
Joe's right hand squeezed hard.
A terrifying force that exterminated everything erupted, and a crimson glow erupted from every pore of Gatekeeper Seven, and the mighty El Elder was silently reduced to a wisp of ash.
Joe's crimson power consumed all of the power of Gatekeeper Seven.
Joe was spicing hot.
His state silently rose to the 14th rank of the gods.
"Joe!" Margrethe III screamed, she flew up and slapped Joe in the face: "What are you doing?" Are you going to kill all the people of Metland? ”
Losing control of Gatekeeper Seven, the starlight emitted by the Mindland's Axis rapidly dimmed.
Those ancient gods immediately regained their spirits
They roared and swayed, and violent fluctuations of divine power swept through the void.
High in the sky, passages leading to the Dirac Sea were formed out of thin air, and the terrifying tides of the four basic elements poured down like a heavenly river, constantly pouring into the bodies of these ancient gods.
Mu and Muteste were both shocked.
They shouted, and the servants of the gods quickened their attack.
More than a thousand divine servants continued to slaughter these ancient gods, but the ancient gods' entire body divine power was shocked, and they easily blasted these divine servants thousands of miles away.
"Two ...... Interesting ...... Small bugs. "The Lord of Death, Des, flew into the sky, waving the scythe in his hand lightly, and he looked at Mu and Muste with ill will, and kept letting out a strange laugh.
Mu and Muteste stood side by side, and they looked proudly at the old gods: "Your time has passed......
"It's up to you to talk about this!" Dream Guardian Uger rose into the sky in a huge ball of light, his voice louder than Des's: "We are the masters of Medland...... When Medland was created, we were born......"
The green finch stared blankly at the location where Gatekeeper Seven had disappeared.
Hearing the conversation of the gods, he suddenly screamed hysterically: "You fools, we built Medland...... It's us! ”
"We are the real masters of Medland...... You're just a bunch of fools who are holding us back! ”