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In the middle of the clouds. The whirlpool also stopped, and the messy black clouds rolled like pulp. Construct a great horror of the gods!

In the sight of the gods, an indescribable force was piercing the sky, and beams of blinding white light burst out from the dazzling gap, darkening deeper than the surroundings, and then more light emerged from behind the cloud wall, and behind it seemed to be pregnant with a huge cocoon of light.

But what hatches out of the cocoon of light is a existence that is unimaginable even for the gods— The ship constructed of layers of metal passed through the clouds cast by the god's body, pushing away the thick clouds, just this slow landing, it had already occupied half of the entire sky, fourteen subspace motives and ten gravity excitation devices propelled the 17,500-meter giant ship to descend in the atmosphere of the planet, and the core of a thousand supercharged single-axis laser cannons began to recharge at the same time, and the energy gathered made the atmosphere of the week also be displaced, and the distorted light even blurred the entire time and space!,

"How is this possible? impossible! Ancient Floating Giant City, Sky Battleship?...... You're just human...... This is the power of Pandori, no, this is not the power of Pandorian Ryan, this is the shaping of divine power! What are you? What are you? What ......are you? What are you?"

The rumbling thunder combined into Guannard's words, but no matter how huge they were, they could not hide the violent fluctuations in them. The center of the cloud vortex was filled with electric light, and the true form of the god emerged from it, its purple body looking at it in disbelief like a huge eye

"Sky Battleship, the Ancient Floating Giant City, what a cheesy saying......"

The human raised his head, his gaze crossed the storm in the space, and in this roar that pierced the heavens and the earth, his voice was insignificant, but clearly audible: "Hiss...... ...... he let out a muffled breath, like the roar of several beasts. It seems to be mixed with the dullness of some kind of machinery: "The executor, destroy the miè he ......"

With this voice, the tumbling clouds turned from thick black to golden red.

The clouds rolled and scattered, and the sky was suddenly full of golden light! The red mist of the crimson luster oppressor projected onto the rolling sticky monster on the ground, the indescribable high temperature melted in the next moment, like a beam of flame rushing into the remnant snow, after the blazing white flash, the exploding wind swept the plain of space, and the thunder and waves crushed a qiē into powder. The barren ground swayed like a twist of water, bulging, denting, exploding, tumbling, burying all the strange waves!

Bright light fell from the sky and then disappeared.

Heaven and earth, clouds. Gods, weird. The qiē that broke through the sky gradually melted into the light. The gods' exclamations, roars, and madness all turned into a low sigh.

"Victory. It's yours......"

Edward opened his eyes, and there was a silent darkness in his gaze, and the scorched smell of smoke and electricity had not yet dissipated on the rock-made canopy. And under the line of sight, the lava that has not yet solidified still scattered dark red halo traces, two figures. He was approaching him from afar, but the huge, dark purple monster in front of him had exploded into a purple-black point of light, leaving only the sigh, lingering in his thoughts, refusing to disperse.

"Victory...... Is it?"

There was not a trace of expression on the paleness of the Psychic Warlock's face, and finally, a slight voice condensed into a mocking smile at the corners of his lips.

He raised his left hand, his spirit slightly condensed. Then a little silver halo flowed between the pale five fingers, and with the five fingers he closed, it condensed into a two-foot-long metal creation.

As the victor of this battle between gods and humans, born on a spiritual plane, Edward's spoils, in addition to the god's remaining divine power, were the extra half a foot of metal—the god of ooze monsters was able to drag him into the spiritual space of the ruler in the royal power, and what was needed was naturally some kind of common medium—the only one, naturally from the city of the ancient magic kingdom beneath his feet, a part of the staff of kingship.

However, while the fruits of victory are sweet, the costs that come with them are equally worrying.

Edward's eyes narrowed, as if he could feel the roar of countless souls that had held this artifact for tens of thousands of years, but if the spirit was condensed, this qiē seemed to be just an illusion. For there are not thousands of shouts, but only one ...... A crisp and tactful, weeping elf's voice.

It was the goddess of goodness of Drow, a part of Elisetra's divine fire, and one of the sources of the laws of space in this world.

For ordinary people, this is the highest and incomparable treasure in this multiverse - mortals who have obtained this power will immediately ascend to the status of gods, with boundless power and immortality. Accept the worship of the nations and control your own destiny.

However, for Edward, this power did not mean much - except to attract the wrath of all the gods of the Elven Divine System, the only function, or to announce to Corellon, and to all the gods in this world, that a guy who was enough to pose a threat to them was now more powerful and dangerous.

So one can imagine what they will do? Will they really be as Guan Nade said, with a cautious attitude towards the existence of royal power, and have always been forbearing?

Of course it's not possible, right?

The Psychic shook his head and sighed heavily...... However, if he really followed Guannard's words, he didn't really have anything to worry about - at least Elistra didn't seem to know anything about it when she saw the staff. And if the gods are still able to maintain a peaceful attitude now, then that is to say, their own existence has not been able to make them feel the pain of the skin?

But is there a possibility that the god of ooze is alarmist?

However, in fact, it doesn't matter if he is talking nonsense or not, but at least his own existence has probably been confirmed among the elven gods, right?

If that's the case, you're a mortal. And how to deal with the prying eyes of the gods? In the face of weapons that can effectively destroy them, the reaction of the gods cannot be muted forever...... And hiding and the like are obviously not realistic, so there are really only two ways, either wait for the rabbit to kill all the guys who dare to come and ask for trouble, or, preempt the enemy before they are ready, and kill all the threatening beings first?

In fact, if you can kill the gods before this news spreads, it is naturally the best solution......

But even nowadays. A vigorous divine war may be unfolding in the otherworldly plane, but even if Rose wins, what is the possibility of annihilating the elven gods in one fell swoop?

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Thick gray-white clouds flowed slowly, covering the deep darkness and the empty space. It stretched out in the field of vision, but the thick gray smoke cloud obscured everything. Only the vague ones are left. Countless gray silk threads stretched out from the void at the end of the line of sight, pulling at the looming black shadows in the entire space.

It was a huge, spider-made web, and it took over the entire plane. Also given the unique name of the place......

The Devil's Net, the sixty-sixth layer of the abyss.

At the edge of this incomparably large spider web, dotted with a green that is incompatible with the dark space—

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Rolling hills divide the plains into small fragments, dotted with dense woods and meadows, and occasionally lakes glitter with sapphire beauty, forming a small oasis in the middle of this barren world. Ancient vines grew at the edge of the oasis, woven into a tight wall. And in the center, a towering ancient tree has its branches and leaves, and it is like a canopy. Obscuring the entire oasis beneath it, blocking the light of the eight red orbs in the night sky. I can't get in at all.

On the edge of the verdant greenery, turning into huge gray-white pipes,

The elves chanted a beautiful melody, and a halo of pure light came out of their bodies, and in an instant, all those filthy black and white mist were blocked, and the halo swept by, and the rotten earth on the ground seemed to radiate a misty emerald green in the luster! And as soon as the demons' footsteps set foot on this new lawn, they will involuntarily wilt, they hissed and wailed, but they no longer even had the strength to turn and run, they could only staze, curled up, pierced by the rain of arrows sprinkled in pieces, and turned into dust dust in the air!

"We're afraid there's no way we're going to win. The elven deity whispered, his voice filled with regret: "Seventam has fallen, but the situation of the battle has not improved in the slightest. For some reason, Rose's strength suddenly increased, and she could almost ...... can compete with the power of His Majesty all the time. ”

"This is the abyss, and it's not surprising that your power is suppressed, not to mention that Mother is already a high god. ”

The elves chanted beautiful melodies. And then a halo of purity came out of their bodies, and in an instant. Block out all the filthy black and white mist. The halo of light swept by, and the rotten earth on the ground seemed to radiate a misty emerald green in the luster! The cursed earth reborn the sprouts of grass and trees, and the demons involuntarily withered as soon as they stepped on this new lawn, and they hissed and wailed. But he no longer had the strength to turn around and run, so he could only stagnate, curled up, and was pierced by the rain of arrows that were sprinkled one by one. Turned into dust dust that disintegrates in the air!

"We're afraid there's no way we're going to win. The elven deity whispered, his voice filled with endless regret: "Šiventam has fallen, but the battle situation has not improved in the slightest, and Rose's strength has suddenly increased for some reason, and it can even be almost ...... can compete with the power of His Majesty all the time. ”

"This is the abyss, and it's not surprising that your power is suppressed, not to mention that Mother is already a high god. ”

A more violent wind whistled by, the entire plane swayed undulatingly, and a movement similar to a volcanic eruption was heard in the distance,

Endless clouds of smoke ** and gray, churning like huge waves, filled the entire space.

At the top of the canopy of an ancient tree, a drow woman stood quietly, looking up at the night sky. She was very tall, close to ten feet, a giant by both drow and human standards, but not bulky, but delicately slender. Like the drow under the tree, she **, the silver glittering long cascade down like a waterfall, down to her ankles, and the silver light swirled and flickered, enveloping her whole body, like a transparent robe.

"Retreat......"

"Your Divine Domain will collapse! You will also be devoured by Rose!

Only in the endless wind, faintly golden fluttering, scattered into pieces of blurred gold dust, mixed with the acidic air, and the pale dust covering the earth, the golden blood sprinkled like rain, and the feathers still flying in the sky, as the last traces left by the angels whose bodies were cut off in the demon world. Witness the great battle that was just born. It also surrounds the figure of the black giant.

Gusts of cold wind blew in the distance, and the sand and whirlwind were blocked out by the magic vines, but the murmur of the wind was still clearly audible.

The golden color moved forward like a tide, and his cloud-condensed body was like cheese finely divided by countless blades, layer by layer, piece by piece, turning into tiny squares, spilling down from the sky!

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And at this time, a scarlet, dark, and energy flow that seemed to be mixed with lightning and flame, had poured over the tall shield array!

The heavy shield suddenly turned black and gray! The delicate edges seemed to have been washed away by tens or even hundreds of thousands of years in an instant, and the rusted potholes were connected into pieces, and finally collapsed! And in the huge luster, all the figures, all the dragons, all the plants were wailing, and their hard armor was torn into the most primitive particles, and the ashes were gone. The toned and slender body fell and shattered like a dead leaf in the wind...... Blown by the storm in the air, it finally turned into a fine gray powder - from a distance, streams of white mist whistled up, scattered into falling snow, and for a time formed a thick cloud over the battlefield.

The rest of the creatures shouted in unison, charging towards the figure, a few hundred feet away was no more than a fraction of a millimeter for them, and the burning golden flames condensed into a simple and broad long sword in their hands, scattering endless power and slashing down at the head of the black demon shadow!

But the black only turned slightly.

The greatsword returned to its place, as if it hadn't moved...... However, the white-gold figure exploded in the air—one after another, the holy light spread out like thunder, covering everything in it, but the short sparkle dissipated, and the pair of shining wings flying in the sky were no longer there.

The amount of divine power possessed by the incarnation of a god is not generally comparable, and once it is lost, even if it is easy for his god to gather divine power, it will have to take a long time—hundreds, maybe even thousands of years, to fully make up for the lost divine power. At a time when the war of the gods has begun, this is undoubtedly unwise. (To be continued......)