Crimson was beaten badly.

The abyss was beaten even worse.

What made Crimson even more angry was that the scarlet aura that had originally permeated the sky over the Medland continent, which was rich and almost substantial, was constantly weakening.

Death, and the negative forces of terror and despair that come with it, are rapidly weakening.

The Axis of Medland vibrated violently in his hands, and not only could not help him defeat the gods who besieged him, but instead became a burden to him, leaving him with only about 30% of his combat power.

The violent shock made 'Crimson' uncomfortable.

The horrific attacks continued to fall, sending his flesh and blood flying, and even many bones on his body were slightly shattered.

Crimson roared and roared.

The abyss was roaring, roaring, "My people will come soon, you damned fools...... You ......"

More Ice Sea Monster tentacles thrust into the throat of the Abyss, blocking what he wanted to say.

Heringer had injected nearly ten large lakes of venom into his body, and the poison had caused the abyss's body to begin to rot and deform, and there was rotting pus and blood everywhere with the flesh constantly shedding.

Abyssal Army...... Still in the extreme distance.

On the outskirts of what was once Da Po Ridge, several gray-skinned, wet old men stood on the top of a hill, overlooking the large group of priests with solemn expressions below.

The Pope and the Pope, who had survived their lives, stood in front of the clergy and read aloud the oracles of Mu and Mucheste.

"For Medeland, my Lord bestows you with supreme glory...... You will be the guardians of Metland, you will be the last line of defense of Metland, you will be glorious, you will be glorious, you will be given the title of 'holy', your name will be sung by countless people in the history of Metland. ”

Moments of golden and silver light kept flying out of the hands of the two god stick leaders.

These golden and silver lights are the divine seeds condensed by Mu and Muteste after consuming the essence of divine power accumulated in their bodies for countless years.

These points of light melted into the bodies of those clergy.

These clergy, many of them only have the strength of the third or fourth order...... But after these divine seeds merged into their bodies, their breath soared upwards rapidly.

Fifth Order, Sixth Order...... Epic, Legendary......

Demigod ......

Then, there's the Divine Spirit Realm!

Several old men from El whispered to each other in secret arts.

"Quick-cut gods...... Inferior containers, I'm afraid they can't carry it for a few years. ”

"Of course, only through the hard wars, the gods who have been constantly tempered, tempered, and polished with their own strength are the best storage tanks that can continue to grow themselves in sleep and sealing."

"These guys, the quality is a little worse, but the quantity is enough...... And it's just for emergencies, which is enough. ”

"Well, it's just for emergencies......"

Several old men stared maliciously at the clergy who were kneeling on the ground, madly fond of the names of Humu and Mutheste.

A full 120,000 clergy.

A full 120,000 clergy who practiced the Three Seas and Seven Veins Breathing Method.

Catalyzed by the divine seeds, they quickly rose to the rank of gods at an extremely terrifying speed.

The spiritual sea, the power sea, and the energy sea in their bodies, as well as the corresponding seven qi veins, all expanded countless times and became extremely large 'containers'.

They cheered, seriously feeling the vast divine power in their bodies, which was a hundred times purer than the power they had before.

However, before they could figure out the attributes of the divine power and how to use it, they tilted their heads and fainted and fell to the ground.

A large group of black-robed members of the El walked in like flowing water, and the two of them carried the fainting newborn gods one by one, and quickly led them into a large, poorly arranged teleportation array behind the hill.

The light of the teleportation array flickered, and these El members took these newly promoted gods directly to the El Holy Land in the sky above the Medland continent.

The ancient magic arrays flickered with ghostly light.

A mouthful of transparent crystal coffins was neatly stacked in the core of the magic array.

A newly-minted deity was stripped of his clothes and carefully placed in a crystal coffin.

One by one, the metal stakes more than a foot long and covered with demonic patterns pierced the limbs of these new gods, firmly fixing them in the crystal coffins.

In this way, even if something happened and they woke up temporarily, they would not be able to escape from these crystal coffins.

The heavy lid of the coffin was fastened.

The magic array slowly rotated, and the elemental tides that filled the world of Medland suddenly let out a crazy whistling sound, turning into a torrent visible to the naked eye, swarming towards the El Sanctuary.

These elemental tides were divided into 130,000 streamers, and one by one they sank into the crystal coffin.

The bodies of the newly minted gods sleeping in the crystal coffins were like bottomless pits, absorbing the violent elemental tides.

The concentration of elemental energy in the world of Medland has plummeted.

Natural disasters everywhere are beginning to become gentle.

The clouds of natural disasters that shrouded the mainland of Medland were also slowly dissipating.

A little bit, a little bit, the speed of dissipation is not very fast, but all the people of Medland who are struggling to survive in the natural disaster all feel an extremely strong hope.

The power of hope dispelled all the negative energy that hung over Medelan.

Despair, fear, and all kinds of restless negative emotions were swept away, and the bright and upward power of hope flooded the continent.

Crimson's source of power has been almost completely cut off.

The combined attacks of the gods kept falling, constantly hurting his body and draining his power.

Crimson grew weaker and weaker.

In his mind, crimson crystals swayed slightly, and countless crimson flashes filled his mind.

Laplasi had a gloomy face and smoked a small pipe.

"Is it going to fail again?" Laplasi muttered dissatisfiedly, "But there have been too many failures...... It makes me feel ashamed...... Am I not as good as a swarm of ants? ”

"Human beings, after all, are only creatures, and I am the origin of everything...... Can't I even wipe out a group of tiny creatures? ”

"Crimson, you have failed my hopes...... You've failed me once again. ”

"If it weren't for the three of them, White, Blue, and Black, who were still exiled in the void of the outside world......"

Crimson didn't say anything, he just roared in anger.

Joe sighed lightly, "Strength, I need more strength." ”

In the boundless crimson glow, the clear light that belonged to Qiao had already shone a hint of crimson.

Laprahi smiled slightly, "Oh, is there any way you can get enough power?" ”