Look at the enemy who has returned to the top again, waving his tentacles and rushing towards the blood mist.

This time, even the soldiers of the Undead Empire stood in silence and did not move.

They are not afraid of hitting the enemy, but how can they fight an enemy like this who can't be killed at all?!

Although it is understood that this means of the other party cannot be used indefinitely.

But this time alone to return to the top is enough to make everyone despair.

In the silence, the faces of the three Creation God Phantoms changed and changed, and then they turned around and rushed into the distance.

They fled.

After discovering that everything they had done was useless, and this monster could not be killed at all, the three forces chose to flee from here, choosing to abandon their territory and stay away from it.

This choice is a kind of slow death, and as the Beast of Cthulhu grows bigger and bigger, sooner or later the two will meet again.

And at that time, they won't even have a chance to resist and struggle.

But what's the point of staying here and continuing to fight him?

If you can't beat it, you can freeze the time, and if you want to break through, you can reverse life and death.

If it is disabled, it can be restored in an instant.

And who knows how many powers he has devoured before? How many gods have you defeated?

Who knows if he's hiding any other hole cards!

Whether the other party has hole cards or not, they don't know, but the three major gods know that they no longer have any hole cards.

As the innate gods incarnated from the remains of the creator god, they are the nourishment left by the creator god to themselves in the future.

It can be said that from the very beginning, the forces of both sides were not at the same level.

Facing the power of the Creation Godhead that has manifested itself in its entirety in a systematic form.

They have inherited that pitiful little bit of crippled creation power, and they are not qualified to compete with them at all.

The Beast of Cthulhu in front of you is the perfect proof of this.

The final hole cards of these gods, the power of creation that they condense.

For others, it's just a small means to learn it.

With a miserable howl, the huge Cthulhu beast flew straight towards the blood mist through the stunned crowd.

It only follows its instincts, and does not pay attention to fleeing and stunned enemies.

It was still thinking about returning to the blood mist completely, devouring and assimilating the power attributes it had collected during this time, so that it could come back with a more perfect posture and completely devour everything.

As the Cthulhu Beast got closer and closer to the Blood Mist, its body suddenly paused, and then struggled to move forward at a slower pace of several beats.

And in front of him, a giant skeleton wearing pitch-black armor has been entangled by countless tentacles at this moment, and is trying its best to push the behemoth in front of him, trying to push him away.

A terrible roar also sounded at this moment.

"What are you doing? What are you all looking at! I'm not even afraid of death! Even I'm not afraid! What are you afraid of!! ”

A crisp bone cracking sound sounded, and Volclath, the king of bones who forcibly stopped the enemy alone, was directly covered with cracks in the bone armor on his body.

And his roar under the starry sky made the soldiers of the Undead Legion tremble.

The next moment, a series of roars resounded in the sky.

"Brethren of the Bone Guard! Witness me! ”

"The Praetorian Guard obeys orders! Charge with General Ben! ”

"O believer in the sun! Yu Wu and the king! Let's go to glory together under the sun! ”

Endless flames spread, gathering into the body of the Bone Pioneer Officer.

Rapidly expanding in size, he swooped down on the huge monster in the distance.

In the rear, the Legion of the Immortals, made of flames, under the illumination of a sun god, followed by the black mist emitted from the side, and the Praetorian Guards, who had already launched their respective dark kingdoms, launched a charge at the same time.

No longer care about casualties, no longer hold on to the hole cards.

The generals used all the tricks they could.

As for how it ended? As for how the battle will be won? They don't know, and they don't care.

They can only ensure one thing, and that is to do their best and fall before the king.

Artillery fire rang out again and again, bombarding the Beast of Cthulhu.

However, without the assistance of the Illusory Shadow of the Creation God incarnated by the three major gods, even if everyone opened their hole cards, they were no longer the opponent of the Beast of Cthulhu who also opened their hole cards.

A bolt of lightning exploded, and even though everyone was attacking with all their might, the beast of Cthulhu was still crawling towards the blood mist.

The Wind Runner Pony led all the little brothers who had gathered during this time, leading this group of birds and beasts who were notorious in the undead world and had a bad reputation.

Crashing into the blood mist in the distance.

Since you can't stop this monster! Then destroy his lair!

All sorts of brilliance crashed headlong into the blood mist.

The weak ones were dissolved by the blood mist on the spot.

The strong ones were barely able to struggle in it, and in the end, it was accompanied by a burst of fire, and it was also wiped out along with part of the blood mist.

Tens of thousands of radiances, and in the end, only a piercing blood mist rushed out.

Turning his head to look at the fat crow that had stayed at the last step, dissolving into the blood mist without a trace.

The body had been burned to the point that the scarred wind walked away, and the horse raised its head to the sky and wailed.

The next moment, the figure turned, and once again turned around and rushed towards the boundless blood pool below.

And then came ............

Rumble!

Looking at the blood mist that had been knocked out of a large hole, a large piece was once again dug up in the explosion.

The Cthulhu Beast, which had been struggling to crawl towards this side, was visibly stunned.

In the next second, a miserable cry sounded, and it struggled desperately in this direction as if it was crazy.

Because this blood mist is all its savings, and it is his real hole card.

The reason why this guy has been able to exert the power of the Creation God is entirely because of the blood mist that is feeding it.

Now that the enemy has actually raided its hometown, even if it has no senses, it has completely fallen into madness at this time.

And after seeing him like this, the rest of the legions and generals couldn't help but glance at each other.

The crowd didn't understand what the blood mist meant to it.

But the crowd understood one thing.

This kid's reaction is so big, it shows that this is definitely useful! At least it hurts this bastard!

Colorful brilliance lit up, and countless soldiers burst out with the power of their own laws, desperately flying towards the blood mist in the distance.

The blood mist that had always made everyone avoid, and even made the Phantom of the Creation God retreat, and could dissolve all matter, ushered in countless enemies who took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms for the first time.

Dense explosions, terrifying fires.

A large amount of energy raged and collided with the energy in the blood mist, until both were destroyed at the same time.

The destructive power of the swarm's self-detonation was so great that it didn't give the Bloodmist any time to devour and assimilate them.

With the undead soldiers' fearless charge, the blood mist, which was originally huge, was greatly reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, in the midst of this overwhelming fire, on a battleship.

The short skeleton soldier solemnly put on his helmet, took off the medal on his chest and stuffed it into his companion next to him.

"Wolong, if you win this battle, Your Majesty will entrust it to you, remember to go to my grave and invite me for a drink, if you lose this battle, let's go to Huangquan to follow Your Majesty!" Fight the old opponents who died at our hands again! ”

General Wolong, whose strength had degraded to the seventh rank next to him and could no longer exert his clone power, held the medal and nodded gently.

As the hatch opened, General Detonator led his legion and leaped out.

Hundreds of identical scorching rays of light galloped towards the blood mist in the distance.

The excited roar of the self-detonating general also sounded in everyone's ears.

"Brethren! Give this bastard a sound!! ”