The properties have reached an unbelievable level.

Garon himself didn't know how much damage he could cause if he used his strength and other limits to the limit.

He only knew that the last time he faced the pursuit of the God of Death's divine body, it only caused him a small injury, and it was almost only half a day before he recovered naturally.

"This time, will you come with us for the decisive battle?" the Lie Demon Lord whispered an invitation.

"This is the last battle?"

"The last battle. The Demon Lord of Lies nodded. "Your strength has reached the point where you can't improve, maybe you can feel something on the battlefield. ”

Garon nodded slowly.

The only thing he can do now is to keep piling up his attributes, and his attributes are slowly improving every moment.

A large number of potential points were turned into attribute points, and the calculation power of the consciousness brain could hardly see the bottom line, and he never even fought with all his strength.

When his stats exceeded 1,000 points, he additionally gained a qualitative special supernatural ability.

Natural bursts of power cause massive earthquakes, while agility generates ultra-long-range teleportation and is immune to all temporal spell ability restrictions.

The physique is the super-speed regeneration ability, he can use the super-speed regeneration ability once a day, as long as the body is still more than 50% complete, he can regain the full body. It's just potential points that are consumed.

Intelligence is once again a double whammy effect. The effect of one hit will automatically burst twice as much damage as the blow in an instant.

In fact, even Garon himself understands that he has surpassed the ordinary true spirit, and the terrifying effect brought by the attribute alone is good. It's already been able to crush a lot of deposits.

How powerful is the power of a thousand points, except for himself. Nobody knows. Even the Lord of Lies hadn't seen him do it for a long time.

The Seventh Battlefield

The twisted demon lord opened up an energy distortion space located in the middle of the main matter plane, between the Alliance of the Gods and the Mother River Alliance.

The battle between the True Spirit Demon Lord and the gods. The fall of the moon and the god of love has turned this area into an unpredictable and mysterious area.

Darkness envelops all areas here, and from the outside, it looks like an ordinary mountain range, but when you enter a certain range, you will be carried away by a distorted space-time force and enter another dimensional world.

There were no additional cannon fodder for other legions, not even high-ranking generals.

The League of the Gods has been besieged in a defensive sphere here for the final battle of the trapped beasts.

Garon joins the Void Temple and the Mother River Alliance with the Lord of Lies. Head straight to the area. Finally, make a final battle for the victory or defeat of this world. In fact, everyone knows that there is basically no suspense this time, and the victory or defeat has actually been decided as early as the first moment of the Void Invasion.

The Mother River Void is an innumerable huge universe, and the groups of creatures bred in each universe are almost the same as this world, and such a large group invades such a small world, which is the disparity in power between the big worlds.

During the war, the Void creatures and true spirits had reached the most powerful level ever formed. And the power of the gods has been weakened to an unusually weak level because the believers have been slaughtered.

As you can imagine. This final battle may be the final manifestation of the home world, and there may never be a trace of it again.

In the gray mist, Garon and his party walked down a path in the forest.

On the side is a cliff with wooden railings, and it stretches in the fog until I don't know how far ahead.

In the distance, you can faintly hear the cooing of birds. Maybe it's an owl, maybe it's something else.

The group was all draped in pitch-black cloaks, and their bodies were shrouded in cloaks with no faces visible. Even any bit of skin on the body is hidden.

Garon was the same, he looked up. Only the back of the person walking in front of you can be seen. It's also a black and worn black cloak. All I could hear was the sound of shredded footsteps.

He turned to his right side, and some of the familiar faces of the Lord of Lies were hidden under the cloak. Only a little outline can be seen from the side.

"This is the Lost Path, and the Lost True Spirits have joined forces with all the True Spirits to use the Goddess of the Moon and the Kingdom of God to cover this place with the power of their dreams, turning this place into a huge world, or a small universe. ”

At the front of the line, there was a voice as thin as a gnat, and it was a woman.

Garon's heart moved, and he heard it be the voice of the Twisted Demon Lord.

"The path of the lost, only by following this team of black cloaks can you get out of the real fog, otherwise even the gods will not be able to leave this pale blue mist. The Warped Demon Lord whispered.

The black-cloaked team staggered forward, turning a detour, and I don't know how long it had been.

In the middle of the road in front of her, a woman in black with an umbrella suddenly appeared, her face was covered by a black umbrella, and she couldn't see it, but she just stood straight in the middle of the road, facing the black cloak team that came and didn't say a word.

"Don't look at her!" Garon was about to take a closer look, when the back of his hand was slapped by the Lord of Lies.

"That's the symbol of chaos here!"

"A symbol of chaos?"

"Well, anyone who looks at her and sees her face will be completely lost in this fog. Originally, this symbolic condensation was a trap for the three median gods of the native world, one of the upper gods. The Demon Lord of Lies said in a deep voice. "Okay, don't talk. ”

Garon suddenly stopped what he was still trying to ask.

Following the group, he slowly walked past the black umbrella woman, who stood quietly in the middle of the road, allowing the black-cloaked group to separate from his sides.

Garon could only see one of her feet.

It was a pair of human woman's feet, fair and delicate and wearing red shoes, but there were many black spots on them, giving people a feeling of not knotting.

Passing through the Black Umbrella Woman, the team walked some distance before a relaxed exhalation was heard.

"You must be careful. We can't break away from the Black Cloak team, and don't touch the Black Cloak that isn't a member of our team. A lot of their knowledge is a spontaneous natural phenomenon in this small world, not an entity. When you touch it, something happens that I can't control. ”

The Twisted Demon Lord admonished.

"Now it seems that something has been released from the gods, and the entire dream world has even escaped the control of His Excellency the Lost True Spirit, and it is filled with many things that we can't understand. ”

Garon's heart sank.

At first, he thought that the entire team of black cloaks was a demon lord or a true spirit, but now it seems that there are many of them who are not at all.

With a slight wariness in his heart, he continued to follow the group along the misty path. On the left is a row of black woods, swaying in the wind, on the right is a row of black railings, and on the outside is a mist-shrouded cliff.

This kind of progress seems to continue for an unknown amount of time.

Finally. After about half an hour, the fog around the team gradually faded.

Swish!

Garon's mind sank suddenly, and he suddenly realized that he had left the original fog-shrouded area.

Standing under a deep starry sky, starry, surrounded by the same dense black woods, he is also standing on a crooked path,

The only difference is that on the left side of the path are woods, and on the right side are large trees that are somewhat bald. The treetops float like trays, supporting rounds of pale golden, reddish moons.

It was as if the moon in the sky was falling and falling on the tops of these big trees.

"Fallen God's Domain. The voice of the Lord of Lies reached Garon's ears.

"Garon, be careful, this is the Space-Time Chaos Zone. You must not leave this path, and once you leave, you will be thrown into the chaotic space-time rift where no one can return. ”

"Now none of us can see anyone else. You can only move forward by your own choice. From now on you may encounter the gods trapped on this path, and the battle officially begins. Don't worry about what the attack will ruin, not even the Lost True Spirit Body will be able to destroy anything here. The Warped Demon Lord reminded.

"The moon in the big tree on the side. Each round represents the demon lord or god who has fallen here. ”

Garon's heart suddenly became vigilant.

This is a world as strange as a dream, or the Lost True Spirit simply said that the dream realm moved into this cosmic world. Taking advantage of completely different dream rules, limiting the native advantage of the gods.

He looked left and right, but found no figure.

Walking slowly forward, Garon removed his black cloak and carefully sensed the qiē around him.

As a high-ranking demon king, not even a true spirit of a true spirit, his familiarity with dreams is naturally far from being comparable to ordinary demon kings and gods.

After walking some distance, Garon saw two chairs on the edge of the forest by the roadside.

The black wooden chairs were placed opposite each other on the grass, as if someone else had just sat on them.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and an unconscious sense of depression was slowly spreading.

"The chairs on the side of the road represent a temporary stay and rest. Garon's face twitched slightly. Strode towards the chair.

Burst.

Suddenly, the qi qi in front of him suddenly shattered, and his vision flickered, and he had appeared on a white sea of clouds.

A whale composed of huge white clouds was leaping up from the sea of clouds in the distance, and then jumped into the clouds fiercely.

Above the whale, there were already large blood-colored balls suspended like insect cocoons.

Garon, the "Power of Dreams", instantly recognized the essence of these large balls, which were the most common means used by True Spirit Demon Lords to block the aftermath of the battle. Each blood cocoon represents a battlefield, in which at least one demon lord or true spirit fights to the death.

About a dozen large balls were quietly suspended above the sea of clouds, motionless, without the slightest sound of movement.

"It's time to end a qiē. Suddenly, a shrill voice came from behind Garon.

He jerked around and saw two balls of golden light rushing out from beneath the sea of clouds, shooting straight at his location.

"Tiamat?, the god of death?" Garon's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the two golden balls of light that flew quickly.

The ball of light suddenly turned into two figures, one white and one red. One was a weirdo with five heads, and the other was dressed in a black robe, with only a pair of blood-colored eyes shining on his face.

The two divine powers intertwined and instantly enveloped Garon's body.

'The godhead in the coverage of the Shenwei realm does not meet the minimum standard of effect, and the constitution is identified and immune'

The consciousness brain gave feedback instantly, and the two divine powers were directly immune to Garon in an instant.

His thousand-point physique has reached the point where there is no one before or since, and most of the gods in the world, as long as they are not high-level gods, can be directly immune.

"Despicable Void Creatures, even if you destroy Miè together, it won't give you the whole world!!" said the God of Death in a low and angry voice.

"Despicable?" Garon frowned. Suddenly, he saw the two gods directly raise their arms, and the five-colored dragon breath and the black-red light of death directly burst out, and his eyes were directly submerged into a large area of colorful light.

Boom!!

One punch.

Garon just threw a light punch.

All the divine power in front of him made up an attack, and all of them collapsed like bubbles.

The huge force squeezed it, and even the space shot out dense black cracked cobwebs, spreading towards the two gods.

A cobweb, like a black twig, frantically covered a large fan-shaped area in front of Garon.

Poof!

With two crisp sounds, the two gods quickly dodged, avoiding the edge of the cobweb.

"Hide?" Garon's face remained unchanged.

Another punch was thrown in the direction of the two of them.

Rumble!!

A huge shock shook down his fist, and the two quickly dodged again. Just from the fluctuation of the power of the shock, they knew that Garon's power had far exceeded the scope of comprehension, if the Astral Gods and Behemoths had always possessed the power that the gods feared and the ability to blaspheme, then Garon's power was a rule-like thing that could destroy a qiē after reaching the extreme.

The tremor was a purely natural terrorist attack. (To be continued......)