Motero's words made many players stop.

The expressions on everyone's faces were varied, complex, and varied, ranging from shock, fear, fear, and annoyance.

The "morale", which had always been constant, finally fluctuated a little at this moment.

"Looks like I'm right."

Motro laughed cruelly: "You guys, always with an inexplicable and unpleasant sense of superiority! ”

"Maybe you think that I am a native of the QP plane and can't understand what you are talking about, so I have no scruples during this time, and I can say whatever comes to mind."

"But you don't know that I was not a native of the QP plane before I became a true god."

"I ...... But a traverser from the technological plane! ”

"Online games have long been eliminated by history!"

"You guys who go backwards will only be crushed to ashes by the wheel of time!"

Looking at the desperate and terrifying looks on the players' faces, Motero instantly felt much happier.

As a traverser, he used to be a superior dog and enjoyed that feeling.

I like to engage in double standard Motero, only allow yourself to be superior, and not allow others to pretend in front of you!

He noticed that after blurting out a few words of his own, three players with less courage had already collapsed to the ground on the spot and made a decisive choice.

Although this number is insignificant compared to the main group of players, it can also be called a breakthrough!

"You may not know what that means."

A cruel smile appeared on Motero's face: "Infinite tolerance, so that I can absorb any power in the Endless Plane!" ”

"The freedom of crossing allows me to walk in the Heavenly Realm!"

"During this time, you players have destroyed my faith and killed my disciples, but I have not made a move."

"What do you think I'm doing this for?"

Speaking of which, Motero paused slightly.

He enjoyed the smell of fear that emanated from the players.

Syllable!

Motero snapped his fingers, feeling extremely happy: "Some people should have guessed it. ”

"That's right! It's all about gathering intelligence! ”

"Earth, MW3333 plane, China, Bear, ...... of the United States"

"Check it out! You've given me so much information, if you can't pinpoint where your real body is, then I'm too incompetent? ”

"Guess when I'm going to come and kill you, your family and friends?"

Originally, Motero didn't have the habit of snapping his fingers, and the reason why he did it was just to subconsciously learn Zhou Zhe.

But after this snap of his fingers came out, Motero felt comfortable all over.

After some words, more than a dozen players went offline on the spot.

However......

The complacent Motero didn't stay arrogant for long.

Two seconds later, his complexion suddenly changed, and the power around him seemed to disappear directly: "How can this be?!" ”

"Suppression of authority...... Impossible! ”

"This is not on the QP plane anymore!"

"Zhou Zhe, why can he still suppress me!"

SOME PLAYERS WHO REACTED QUICKLY QUICKLY NOTICED THAT A BLACK-RED DEBUFF APPEARED UNDER THE BLOOD BAR AND AVATAR ABOVE MOTRO'S HEAD.

- Motero's words and deeds disgusted Zhou Zhemian, the god of time, space and faith, and for this reason, Zhou Zhemian blessed Motero with this negative state.

The effects of this debuff are as follows:

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"! Why did this suddenly become brittle? His health bar is starting to fall! ”

"So you sand sculptures never read the text when you play games? Just by feeling? ”

"What a description!"

"Plus one! The old man rowed all his life without oars, so he relied on recklessness! ”

"Sand sculpture thing, you still want to kill the master along the network cable? I'm going to destroy you now! ”

"Hurry up and call those few offline cowards online! Set fire seconds to him! ”

"Hold a piece of grass! It's an explosion of substitution! Adrenaline rush! What game can match the realism? ”

"Brother Moe! Kill the ducks! ”

Motero, who was suddenly cut into a dog, was very uncomfortable with his current weak state.

After being blessed with a negative state by Zhou Zhe, almost all of his strength was imprisoned, and he was not even as good as Kode, the original god of storm and war!

Kou T had preserved the Storm Godhead and authority, but what about him?

And the power absorbed over the years has all been banned and locked, and it is completely unusable!

Now he is almost like an ordinary demigod, and even because most of his abilities are limited, he is even worse, just like a blood cow that is difficult to fight back.

Under the half-hour-long bombardment of swords, swords, and firearms, the blood bar on the top of Motro's head was almost zero, and only a bloody skin remained.

As he was about to fall, Motero finally sacrificed what was at the bottom of the box——。

It was a long blue strip of talisman that looked the size of a palm, the texture was neither gold, jade, wood or stone, it was warm to the touch, it looked ordinary, and there was nothing special about it.

But when Motero poured the last bit of divine power into this, his sense of presence disappeared in an instant.

Even though he was still standing there, all the players didn't seem to see him.

Some of the area-of-effect attacks landed on him as if through a projected illusion, failing to do any damage.

"I'll it! What does that mean? Directly open invincible? ”

"Let's transform into a second stage after the remnant of blood...... It should be exploding! K-head mode has been activated! Always be ready to grab the tail knife! ”

"I don't have a gun tail knife, I'm crazy about the output! This guy is worthy of being the main god, the blood bar is ridiculously thick, it looks like a trace of blood, but in fact, I don't know that there are tens of thousands of points left! Who can press this! ”

"Wait! THE THIRD STAT OF THE DEBUFF IS GONE! ”

"This is going to run away from Earth! Hurry up and explode him! Can't let him live! ”

"That's the way it is, you can't hit it! it! It's always MISS, how can you kill it if it doesn't hurt? ”

Hearing Motero laugh wildly: "Hahahaha! ”

He was surrounded and beaten by a group of mortals, his heart was extremely unbalanced at the moment, and he talked a lot more than usual: "What I used just now is a super prop worth three hundred and eighty gladiatorial points!" ”

"Hidden! Shield from damage! Doppelganger! ”

"Even if it is a golden five-star cosmic gladiator, a god-emperor-level existence, he may not have the ability to crack it!"

"You think I'm still on the Jade Plane now?"

"No!"

"Just now, my body has left."

"Guess what, I'm back on the QP plane now? Or are you rushing to Earth? ”

Motro's expression was terrifying, and his body exuded bursts of black energy, revealing his madness.

His figure suddenly froze, and the sinister smile stiffened on his face: "Zhou Zhe? ”

"It can't be!"