Atabia's face grew calmer.

Before Elise, she was deflated at the hands of the saint master of the protagonist of that era.

Now, it's his turn to get deflated too?

Have to rely on someone else to help?

Doesn't this mean that he and the babbling madwoman Elise are on the same level?

A little higher.

The times have several protagonists in a row, and they have made one of their saints suffer a secret loss in a row, and they have fallen for their serial schemes, doesn't it prove that their rule is not so absolute?

Young protagonists and heroes, all demons, amazing talents, good to overthrow them? They're saints! Tianzun!! They were provoked to this extent by mortal ants whose strength was less than one of their billions

"But I have to say that they did the limit of their own pattern."

"If I were in a harsh environment like theirs, with so few conditions to use, I wouldn't have done better than them."

From this point of view, Atabia has a slight appreciation for the attitude of these young people.

At this time.

Herodotus really fought for a long time, and kept frowning, "Time, I'm not very good at breaking this turtle formation, the other party has made countless folds with the spatial dimension, like a labyrinth, linked together, and it is difficult to break the game." ”

"If you cultivate space means, it will be convenient to restrain the other party."

"I can only use the timeline to slow down, frame by frame to observe the opponent's formation structure, ordinary flaws." Time passed slowly, a lot of information was flowing, and he felt like his eyes were going to dry.

There is no doubt that the other party is targeting the killing of the ancient god of time, and the god of time is defeated.

People can't guess that you will use the power of time to break the formation?

It's definitely targeted!

Herodotus' battle felt aggrieved and uncomfortable.

He is belligerent, and he does not feel the refreshment and heartiness of war at all.

This is the reason why in today's era, the higher the realm, the stronger they are in battle, the more restrained they are.

And Elise has learned to start the transformation!

A madwoman who fights the flow of battles has begun to conform to the version and start to engage in a battle of wits.

And seeing that Herodotus below was helpless, Atabia said to Minis next to him: "Herodotus, he is the pinnacle of battle, and he is already the limit of the genius of the time combat type, but he can't break it, which means that the other party is very targeted." ”

"How are you feeling?" Atabia's gaze fell on Minis, with interest.

"I don't know." Minis was a little unconfident, "But you can give it a try, time power, in a game that brute force can't break, I can use life, space, and to break the game." ”

"Yes." Atabia smiled and nodded, "Let Herodotus unload the substance and let you go, plus you in this era, it is the four me overlapping, it should not be considered a low qualification." ”

There was a bang.

Herodotus drifted away with the wind, returning to the river of time like a heroic spirit.

Perhaps, this is also the normal state of the god of time in the future!

In the long river of time, reserve a heroic spirit of history and fight for him in other eras.

Minis soon regrouped and stood in the midst of this era.

Call!

He took a deep breath.

The timeline depicted by the dotted line on the outside, Minis, had descended from the celestial realm and slowly merged with him.

"The fourth me." With a bang, Minis's figure shook, as if some mosaic was flickering, and a sense of disobedience in the universe was born.

In an instant, everyone looked at him and felt like they saw something incomprehensible, and their brains were in chaos.

A strongly contradictory sense of disobedience was wildly bred in him.

"What is this?"

"Second minions?"

"Why is he so low? Just a triple ancient god? ”

Everybody looks.

Walga glanced at the other party and said in a low voice, "It's not good, this is a triple ancient god who cultivates time, life, and space at the same time. But how is this possible?! ”

You must know that only when one drawing is fully cultivated can you cultivate the next level of the ancient god realm.

But the man in front of him, he didn't even complete the first drawing, he was a crippled ancient god, and he cultivated the second one?

The second weight is also incomplete, so the cultivation of the third weight?

This is contrary to the common sense of the universe!

Three broken systems go hand in hand.

The existence of this creature is full of an inexplicable sense of disobedience, as if it is a collection of bugs and paradoxes.

What the hell is this man?

Or rather, what outrageous creatures are the four saints in the underworld creating, the timeline of the multi-dimensional universe, the ultimate life that is fused together?

Thoughts flashed through me.

Walga's heart was beating wildly, "These saints of the universe, who live in the heavenly realm, originally secretly wanted to create an artificial ultimate existence in order to break through to the next realm!" The origin of that universe, the ultimate realm of omnipotence! ”

Click.

He hadn't had time to react yet.

"I can break this formation." Minis seemed to have found their flaw, constantly jumping and attacking.

Their battle array was huge and bloated, and the power of each of their ancient gods was a large array composed of three thousand avenues, space, and life.

People who don't understand these rules have no idea where to start, but this man seems to have dabbled in them and began to decipher their formation.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

One node at a time was attacked.

The entire team of ancient gods, which has a huge combat power, does not attack at all, and stays in the shell of the defensive turtle.

A large amount of inspection data and information is constantly emerging in their internal information transmission network.

"Seventh node damaged."

"There's something wrong with this guy."

"The ultimate weapon created by a saint?"

"In other words, if we kill him, we will most likely damage their future."

Just as countless people were surprised, their formations were constantly damaged.

They have been constantly groped and explored, and if this continues, sooner or later they will be broken through the formation, the defensive turtle shell of this life link.

"Your Majesty, if you continue like this, you will lose!"

"Go to the future, that space passage is still there!"

"Abandon us, we send you to the future!"

"Yes, our sacrifice has been worth it! The war of the times is a war of intelligence, and the victory of civilization is not achieved overnight.

"Yes! The information we exchanged our lives for is enough, the Time Immortality Method, that minions, and the inside story of the artificial genius! ”

"They will do better in the future."

Voices kept coming.

"Nope."

Walga looked at the supreme god of time in the sky and said with a smile: "I will take you with me to become your king, and I will live for a lifetime, and I am talking about not abandoning my brother." ”

"That man-made monster, although it is omnipotent, is not average, we have a chance."

His gaze deepened.

Humans are never alone.

Their current legion has gathered together with a variety of ideas and has condensed into an unprecedented force, and it is enough to reach this limit.

As for rationality?

What is that?

The rise of human civilization is almost dominated by irrational people.

In history, how did the martyrs who pioneered for the common people, were burned to death by ignorant people, told that the heavens and the earth are round, and were scolded by people, and moths to the fire?

If their legion were rational, they would not have chosen to risk their lives.

In front of him, he wants to be rational?

He told them to abandon them and flee?

"You're a double standard." He silently said: "I, how can I be rational, I fought hard from the beginning, but it was just victory and defeat." ”

Bang!!

The entire military formation completely erupted.

"Someone has to do it, why not you and me, someone has to die, why not you and me." The emperor of the northern kingdom of the ruling era strode out of the crowd, personally presided over the army of 800,000, straightened his body, mobilized the various hubs, rearranged them, and lit up the star-like nodes.

Bang!

The sky-high light surrounded him, forming a huge military array giant across the universe, as if letting the world see the vast size of the mythical giant tree in the past.

"Kill, kill, kill! To die, I was the first of my brothers to die!! ”

Walga laughed wildly, "He's a waste, he looks like he can break the formation, the formation is very slow, I'll turn to attack and kill him directly!" ”

Click.

A bolt of lightning struck.

Ninety billion years later, the King of the Ages suddenly mobilized the power of the universe and stabbed towards Minis.

Click.

Minis is a mediocre after all, even the sense of battle is mediocre, he didn't react at once, he didn't even remember and comprehend the time immortality method, and he was blown up alive in an instant.

"I'm the winner!"

"I'm the winner!"

Walga laughed maniacally, a roar that threatened to roar out all his will.

He lifted Minis's vanished head, pointed at the indifferent god in the sky, and roared:

"Saint! You're a saint, tell me! Tell me! ”

"When 9 billion years of time is a scam, how should we live in nothingness, and how should we be happy and sad!!"

"We just want to live and we just want to have a future."

Atabia didn't respond, his eyes were indifferent, like the blue sky hanging high for eternity, watching the tiger head and snake tail being attacked all of a sudden, and he fell into the trap and defeated Minis, "You are very weak."

And in the next second, a vague majesty descended from the universe.

The phantom of a white-clothed scholar gathered the substance that Minis had just disappeared and re-condensed, and when he reached out and grabbed it, the space seemed to turn into a crumpled piece of collapsed paper, and it turned into a colorful and beautiful dimensional flower.

The flowers fall gently.

The entire huge battle array, as if it had been hit by a node, was shattered layer by layer and disappeared.

"The saint struck a blow, a blow. The king of the north, still lost. ”

In the entire universe, countless powerhouses in the small world who observed this battle silently closed their eyes.

All the heavens and all the worlds are stick figures depicted by dotted lines, countless black and white sketches, some looking up, some prostrate on the ground, looking at the materialized color war area, all the people died in battle, crying silently.

The common people sang songs in sorrow.

"The distant past~~ the endless future. The other one who travels through time and space will eventually rise. When a new hero is reborn from the cradle of the river, we will once again visit the forbidden supreme deity in search of truth."

The whole universe is in sorrow, and the common people are plunged into endless darkness, Atabia nodded silently to the Son of Heaven in this timeline, reincarnated and wrapped his own substance, stretched out his hand again to tear apart time and space, and turned his head away.