The hands that claimed to carry the cane and whip of breadth and might—the arms that once hugged the Lord God tightly, were now crucified against the disgusting walls covered in sticky moss. The flesh that claims to be "Thy Body is Extensive, Your Face is Radiant", the beautiful barefoot that once walked through every land of Egypt and inspected its own territory, is now bound by evil tentacles and strangles every bone, sunk into flesh and bound at a twisted angle to the same disgusting wall. The entire body that claims to be able to go straight to eternity for eons of eons is tortured, and the head that claims to have worn the crown of the south and the north is pierced by thorns, and the blood is dripping with blood. [The masters of the gods and men] let out a miserable scream that could only be subconsciously screamed. She was known as "the king of kings, the prince of princes, and the master of masters", and she miserably begged forgiveness to the imbecile evil servants around her.

For thousands of years, this delicate and wonderful body has been tormented every day, broken, reassembled, broken, and restored. The daily torment is excessive, and the final end of the ancient gods seems to be like this, heartbreaking and terrifying. The more evil horror in the deep abyss, coming, ****, tormenting and contempt for these old gods who once ruled the world.

This desperation from endless time can even affect Cybertron's almost perverted and strong inner world, making him unconsciously stretch out his hands.

&n(.; It's an indescribable horror, walking through the gap like a dark door. To be honest, this feeling is disgusting, it turns out that this kind of alien space does make people feel uncomfortable. Once the imaginary thing becomes a reality, I feel uncomfortable, and my own sword is still in my hand, so crazy to say that there is no place I dare not go.

Oblivion...... Forgotten...... This end is really tragic enough. This is how the gods are forgotten, let alone an ordinary person? Walking into the gap between this black door, stepping on a disgusting goo, at the foot of a high mountain as white as a rotting fish's belly, Cybertron's appearance stunned a group of cult monsters who were still screaming in a low voice.

They don't seem to understand why a human is there - it's not part of the job. These disgusting little demons obviously don't know if they get overtime pay for killing Cybertron, because their work is limited to how to torture the poor goddess in front of them. Three thousand years is like a day, and her ancestors have tormented her for generations - this can be regarded as the strength of Yugong to move mountains. The most important thing is that Yugong has a result to see when he moves mountains, this beauty is an expert in resurrecting from the dead, she is healthier when she dies, and she can still live when she dies!

Honestly, I don't know who drove who crazy.

All in all, Cybertron felt that what he was doing was actually quite strange - a portal in a disgusting world, followed by a peaceful world outside. This behavior is no different from welding a detonator according to a light bulb. If the demon runs outside...... Then it will be completely hehe, and he will immediately change from a long-lasting fragrance to a stench for thousands of years.

"Goo-woo-woo-woo......" came out of his throat with a strange sharp and shrill sound, and it seemed that these little devils were going to take the initiative to work overtime. The spirit of the ancestors who have tortured the beauties here for generations is about to go wrong, and these little devils who seem to be a head shorter than most decent people are more upright than the vast majority of decent people, and they rush up with all kinds of weapons that have been passed down by their ancestors for thousands of years, decayed and broken, and almost rotted into scum for things other than their tasks.

In a viscous world almost made up of blood clots, these disgusting creatures, which are also covered in a foul and greasy smell, work together with an atmosphere that lowers people's senses.

According to the previous experience and process, most creatures are already going crazy by this time - now is the time to go up and grab people's heads.

"For the ancestors!—"

However, Cybertron's side was completely different, and the hands of the clenched weapons were thick and powerful, rolling up a wave of steel like a tsunami in a storm, sweeping over these strange creatures. Wherever it passed, the holy sword glowed with brilliance and was illuminated in a desperate state of despair by the strange green blood, and the warrior swept through the painful place.

"Go back to Hell, you damned bastards!" a frantic rage slashed through the horde of monsters. Leaping into the midst of the beasts, blood was splashed, and within a moment, dozens of monsters were wiped out. There wasn't even time for them to feel the difference in strength.

"Goo......?!Goooooo

The viscous and ugly faces of evil seemed to be in disbelief, and the little leaders of these low-spirited monsters looked at the scene in amazement. Before he could say surrender, the blonde pseudo-girl on the opposite side had already killed the supergod.

Realizing that something was wrong, these disgusting monsters seemed to see horror in mortal creatures for the first time - it was the feeling of crawling at the feet of the Elder Gods, and all the monsters wanted to escape. But in the world of bloody blood clots, he was chased and killed by a human until he died! The fleeing body was grabbed by a hand behind him and cut off at the waist. Eventually, he was killed, along with the monster leader who tried to escape.

It wasn't until the battle was over that Cybertron felt that he had done what a key man should do - to kill the race he didn't like first. Wiping the stench of blood from his face, Cybertron looked at the flesh-like world—the ground beneath his feet was as thick as blood.

"It's scary. Cybertron snorted and said, "Don't blame Seth for being afraid, living here for 3,000 years? Or hiding in Tibet for 3,000 years, no matter who is crazy, not to mention ......?"

Cybertron hurried a few steps to the only strange color in the world of flesh and blood, the white mountains at the foot of the mountain that was still wrapped in tentacles.

This is a tortured old god in an inhuman form.

“...... Hmm......" Cybertron's eyebrows raised, and he looked at the old god in front of him and thought for a moment. The only thing he felt he could say was, "Is there anything else you have to say?"

Let's ask about the future.

He didn't know that the other party would be able to resurrect indefinitely, but it was clear that he knew right away. The humanoid creature whose face seemed to have been shattered recovered almost [quickly], and its cheeks, which had been rubbed by the knife, were restored to a beautiful face, and it was really similar to Seth. The body also followed the recovery fù, but unfortunately it was entangled by a few tentacles, and the flesh of the recovery fù grew on those thick and thorny tentacles.

"Ahh This black beauty, who also has a somewhat wheat-colored complexion, must also be one of the old gods...... But I was caught?...... It seems that the force value is not too high.

"Ah......h......h Spare me...... Let me die!—"

"......" Cybertron stared at the other for a long time, and the other was screaming in an almost insane situation. This one...... The spirit has collapsed, isn't that completely hopeless......?" Can you speak? Hey, do you understand what you're talking about? Seth asked me to come to you, but I'm crazy...... This one depends on you being able to resurrect, so I don't know how to kill you. Give me a hint?"

It's tiring to watch you live, and honestly it's better to die...... Cybertron came here with a sword, and the meaning was simple: Do you want to help?

But nothing came of it, and the other party was still going crazy. Cybertron felt that this place was not suitable for long, and it was clear that the world was not normal in any case. I don't know what flew in the sky just now, a huge piece of meat that was big red and whirring. So he cut off the chains and tentacle vines, and carried the beautiful goddess who was related to Seth, the anti-sack, on his shoulders.

Excuse me, don't talk about the princess hug with the warrior with the sword in both hands. Combat first, being able to carry you is considered true love. Unfortunately, after the unknown old god was untied, he began to tear at his own flesh and Cybertron's body in a frenzy. In the case that there is really no way, Cybertron can only punch the opponent in the head and knock him unconscious - this is more convenient, in fact, it may be more convenient to kill the opponent again, after all, this is an immortal (crazy woman?), but it is a slightly ghostly animal, so Cybertron did not choose this method.

Carrying the sack, he carried this opponent, who had been tortured for thousands of years, obviously delirious, and even more obvious that he was naked, but without scars, back to the normal world - Constantinople.

Two worlds, like a dream—this nightmare.

"I don't know where Seth went. Cybertron closed his eyes, not knowing what to think of this "goddess" who had just gone out of the door and picked up home from another world.

It's so far from what I imagined to be a god -- it's like eleven dimes now, and it's worth nothing. In fact...... Sometimes I feel that these guys are not as good as people, and the strong name is called the old god, which is somewhat unpleasant.

"Hmm...... The difference is quite large. "Considering that I am not a benevolent church, if I have broken down one by one, I don't have to talk nonsense. This one that had just been picked up was not much different from the one that was picked up in the big library yesterday, except that it was closer to a human without the animal ears. The appearance is similar to Seth, which has just been confirmed, and simply put, in this world thousands of years later, it must be an absolute ugly existence. But in Cybertron's eyes, it's even more intriguing, and the world is really weird.

The biggest difference...... Milk volume.

That's right, Seth's visual inspection should be fluctuating between e and f—because it's constantly fluctuating. The royal sister in front of her is about a little stronger than herself, or she is not as good as herself, what kind of woman can be flat to this point, and it is indeed a topic worth studying - whether it is crazy in the north or not inferior enough to be crazy remains to be considered.

Unfortunately, before Cybertron could catch his breath, a rapid horn sounded from outside---this was an enemy alarm!-