It's slow to say, but it didn't take long for Carl to kill these two median gods.

Moreover, Carl's killing of the middle god also made the later sea tribes a little jealous, and they did not rush immediately, but surrounded Carl.

Carl knew that they were waiting, waiting for a few more median gods, or waiting for the strongest of the mid-rank gods of the Sea Clan, and then working together to take down Karl.

There is too much difference between the alliance and the Sea Clan's forces, the Sea Clan can wait, but Carl can't.

He pulled out the long sword that was stabbed on his body, and the divine power in his body surged, and he quickly recovered the wound.

The scarlet eyes quickly glanced at the battlefield, and Karl stepped out, instantly turning into a black shadow and appearing thousands of kilometers away, directly slashing and killing twenty or thirty Sea Clan lower gods along the way.

His strong combat power has already attracted the attention of many mid-rank gods, and if he goes farther, Barton and the others will be safer.

With the defense of Barton and David, as long as there is no median god, they will not have problems in the short term.

"Roar!"

Karl then let out another scream, and countless small gray fangs flew out, flying into the minds of the nearly hundred Sea Clan masters around him.

There was a burst of screams.

Some of the lower gods of the Sea Clan with relatively weak souls even directly hit and died, even if they did not die, their actions would be affected, creating an opportunity for the alliance powerhouses to attack.

For a while, it also made the god-level powerhouse of the alliance breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, you can't let him do this again!"

In an instant, dozens of attacks emitting various colors of light directly attacked the place where Karl was standing.

Among these attacks, some belong to the middle gods, and some belong to the lower gods, but most of them are material attacks, and only a few belong to soul damage.

Carl can dodge and dodge, but if he can't dodge, he can only rely on his body to resist, even with his physical strength, there are scars on his body.

"Death Rules!" The silver-haired Sea Clan, who had been staring at Bryce before, also noticed the soul attack that Carl had unleashed.

"Then it's better than one to one, whose soul attack is stronger!"

The silver-haired sea clan instantly rushed towards Carl, and in the middle of the road, a gray sword-shaped soul attack had already shot out of his mind, rushing towards Carl at a faster speed.

Karl happened to block a Sea Clan lower god beside him.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Then his body flashed, passing through the crowd and heading straight for the silver-haired sea clan.

In the beginning, the Silver Sea Clan was a little far away from Carl, so Carl could only fight while approaching the Silver Sea Clan.

It's just that I didn't expect this silver-haired sea clan to rush over by itself.

Sou!

The death rule reaches the median god strength, which makes Carl basically no shortcomings in the median god.

Although the time for this sea tribe to become a median god is far greater than that of Carl, Carl's soul has absorbed the soul gold bead.

In terms of soul strength, the two are not much different at all.

The weapon of the silver-haired sea clan is a long black whip.

The long whip turned into a thousand whip shadows, with a gray glow, and drew towards Karl.

Karl's form was constantly changing, shuttling through the gaps of the thousands of whip shadows.

At some point, the shadows of the whip dissipated, and Karl stopped flickering.

I saw that the long whip of the silver-haired sea tribe was actually winding Cal's black-cut giant axe layer by layer.

The silver-haired sea clan sneered and jerked hard, "Let go!" ”

A giant axe flew towards him.

However, Karl did not let go, but flew with this force.

"Look for death!" The silver-haired sea clan said indifferently.

On his side, there are nearly ten of the middle gods of the Sea Clan alone, and Carl will only die faster if he rushes here when his weapon is controlled.

"Be careful, Igor!" One of the median gods who had surrounded Karl earlier shouted.

"Huh? It's..."

It was only then that Karl burst out of his full speed, and he directly let go of the giant axe and stabbed at the silver-haired sea clan that was getting closer and closer.

Igor only noticed Carl's previous soul attack, but he didn't notice Carl's more powerful fingers.

In the puzzled eyes of the silver-haired sea clan, the dazzling golden light quickly magnified.

Poof! Fingers stabbed into Godhead in an instant.

Silver-haired sea tribe, die!

Then, from the body of the silver-haired sea tribe, another identical sea tribe sprang out, but it was immediately kicked to death by Carl.

Igor, the middle god, can't bear Carl's finger, let alone his lower god clone.

Igor's death freed the few remaining continent powerhouses controlled by his soul.

At the moment when these powerhouses regained their freedom, they immediately turned their heads and attacked the Sea Clan powerhouses around them.

teammates, suddenly turned into enemies, and for a while, they also brought some casualties to the Sea Clan.

However, compared to the base of the Sea Clan, it is too much worse.

"So many people have died!"

Not counting the few powerhouses who have just regained their freedom, from the beginning of the battle to the present, the powerhouses of the sacred domain on the mainland have basically died, most of the lower gods have died, and only Carlos and Keith are left among the middle gods.

On the side of the Sea Clan, nearly a hundred lower gods died, and only eight middle gods fell, most of which were killed by Carl.

Although the death toll of the Sea Clan is a little higher, the remaining strong men of the Sea Clan are even more.

Although Karl killed a lot of sea tribes, this intensity of the battle also made him very consumed. Especially the soul attack of that group attack, he didn't dare to use it anymore.

However, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, in order to avoid being attacked by the Sea Clan, he didn't even have time to put away Igor's two godheads, just picked up his giant axe again, and rushed into the Sea Clan powerhouse again.

Although his finger attack is stronger, it is limited by the attack distance, so it can only be used unexpectedly, and now most of the middle gods of the Sea Clan have noticed his move.

Karl's eyes were heavy, and now the battle situation is still not optimistic, and if it goes on like this, he will soon be left alone!

"I need blood!"

Carl suddenly had an idea, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and his heart moved when he saw the dead strong man on the ground.

He feinted a few times, broke through again, and his figure flashed, and he actually rushed towards the middle of the group of lower gods of the Sea Clan.

With Carl's speed, he is at the top of the middle gods, and it is even more impossible for the lower gods to dodge Carl's attack.

The giant axe in Carl's hand continued to swing, and one by one, the lower god powerhouses of the Sea Clan were blown up by Carl.

The strange thing is that although these sea tribes were blown up, they were all exploded into clouds of blood mist.

With the blood mist, Karl rushed towards the ground again.

The moment he got close to the ground, those dead powerhouses on the ground, no matter which camp they were, some of their bodies exploded directly, and some of them flowed blood.

More and more blood mist enveloped Cal, especially those Sanctuary Demonic Beasts that had recovered their huge bodies after death, as well as god-level Demonic Beasts.

In an instant, this blood mist had become hundreds of meters in size.

Karl's figure also loomed in it.

At this time, the dozens of mid-rank gods followed, attacking the blood mist one after another.

However, this blood mist could not only affect the line of sight, but even the divine sense, and it could not accurately locate Karl's position.

Because they felt that in this blood mist, it seemed as if every piece had Karl's breath.

These attacks, although they could dispel part of the blood mist, were instantly replenished by Carl.

"Up!" The mid-rank gods of the Sea Clan hesitated for a moment, and then rushed into the blood mist in unison.

The blood mist was only a few hundred meters away, and they rushed in, always locking on to Carl's position.

After these sea tribes rushed in, a pair of huge scarlet blood eyes seemed to be revealed above the blood mist, and they disappeared in a flash.

In the blood mist.

After these sea tribes entered the blood mist, they felt as if they had entered a red world.

There is no direction, you can't feel the outside world, and the visibility is only a few tens of meters.

They held their breath at the first moment, just in case there was anything strange about this blood mist.

The blood mist that seemed to the outside world was only a few hundred meters away, but after entering, it was impossible to feel the size of the blood mist.

"This blood mist has been moving with us!" Someone reacted instantly.

"Shall we disperse then?"

The others hesitated, Karl's combat power was definitely stronger than any of them alone.

If they were to spread out, they would only suffer more damage when their consciousness and vision were not very effective.

"Ahh

At the back of the Sea Clan's ranks, a scream suddenly sounded.

"What's going on?"

"A red shadow flashed just now, and Christu was... Gone! ”

Gone?

It must have been killed by this strange native.

The strong men of the Sea Clan are closer to each other, ensuring that most of the strong people can take care of each other.

It's just that in this blood mist, their eyesight is only a few tens of meters, and it is impossible for them to hold hands, and there is still some distance.

Nearly a hundred meters above them, Karl was shrouded in a thicker blood mist, and the bloodthirsty and brutal aura in his eyes was even heavier.

The blood mist that surrounded him was constantly transformed and sucked into his body, and in his dantian, it was constantly compressed and compressed.

In the end, the red color is so intense that it slowly emits a golden light.

"Keep killing!"

Sou!

Another scream, representing another Sea Clan, killed by Carl.

"I can't stay in this blood mist any longer!"

The Sea Clan thought of a solution in an instant, Karl was alone, and they planned to scatter and rush out.

Before, they only thought that Karl was a serious threat, so they moved towards killing Karl first.

Now that Carl was so difficult, they quickly came to an agreement to deal with the natives from the outside world first.

The blood mist only shrouded a few hundred meters, and in an instant, these sea tribes rushed out again.

It's just that during the time they rushed out, there were three more middle gods.

This made the group of mid-rank gods itch with hatred, just as they turned around and planned to eliminate Carlos and the others.

The blood mist suddenly began to condense, and soon, it was only the size of a human.

In the end, what appeared in front of them was a Karl in blood-red armor with only scarlet eyes.

No one could notice that Karl under the armor, the section of the fingers of his right hand that emitted golden light, seemed to have grown somewhat.

Karl sneered, and rushed over before the Sea Clan could be killed.

One of the Sea Clans closest to him was first stunned by Karl's hideous appearance.

Then he felt that his whole body was bloody, as if he was being manipulated by others, and although he was quickly stabilized, it also affected his movements.

One punch, just one punch, Carl said that a median god exploded.

Another cloud of blood mist, suddenly retracted, was sucked into Carl's body.

The golden light of his fingers now has spread to the base of his fingers, and the damage with his fists is also not small.

"Kill!"

This armor seems to have added a lot of strength and speed to Cal, and even his defensive ability has improved a lot.

Carl constantly shuttles between the middle gods of the Sea Clan, and those who have the main body will be manipulated by him to affect their actions, and then explode with one or two punches.

There is no body, only a god clone, and it can't withstand Carl's successive punches.

Carl had now completely given up his defense, and after the death of the median god who cultivated the rules of death, there was no soul attack in the Sea Clan that could threaten him.

As for material attacks.

Carl's speed was enough for him to dodge most of the material attacks, and even if the Sea Clan's attack pierced through the armor, it wouldn't hurt Carl much.

Moreover, Carl now has enough blood mist, but it is temporarily stored in his body and unrefined, which can be used by him to recover from his injuries at any time.

In this way, Carl seems to be tireless and keeps killing and killing.

Recovering from injuries has also become instinct.

Slowly, his eyes seemed to be only killing.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling also slowly emerged in his mind.

It's just that he's been immersed in killing and doesn't pay attention.

In Carl's eyes, the world seemed to be stained with a trace of blood.

Now the strong people in this sea clan have actually been killed by Carl, some of them are going out to attack desperately, and some want to turn around and flee.

But all kinds of images are transferred to Karl's eyes, but they have become the ugly face of the godhead.

Sea Clan, kill!

Terran, too!

Sea Clan, kill!

Karl was completely immersed in the killing, and thankfully, he seemed to be able to tell the difference between the Sea Clan and the Continental race.

Kill, kill, kill!

From time to time, he will let out a cruel funny laugh.

Until in this blood-colored world, a purple light suddenly appeared!

"That's enough, Carl!"

A voice that seemed to have been heard somewhere pierced into the depths of Carl's mind.

Carl stopped, but seemed to be a little curious why he listened to that voice and stopped killing, and he slowly looked at the purple light.

A familiar face came into view, "Brother Jing Lei? ”

Karl looked into the distance again.

Lina, Barton, David, Carlos, didn't see Keith, and two unfamiliar faces, and dozens of sea tribes kneeling on the ground.

Everybody, all looking at him.

The men looked into Carl's eyes, worried, but more fearful.

"Win?"

"Well, win!"

"Huh!" Carl smiled slightly, relieved.

However, his laughter, heard in the ears of others, combined with his previous horrific killings, made everyone's hearts tremble.

Especially the only remaining sea tribes in the ground, they lowered their heads and trembled.

"It's finally over!"

Carl felt a sense of emptiness, both mentally and physically, and felt a tiredness that he had never felt before.

Lina took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Carl, clasping Carl's hands, looking at him with a slightly distressed look.

"I want to get some sleep!"

Jing Lei was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's time to sleep!" ”