Chapter 879 Doomsday Scene (for Subscription)
"This person can use ten completely different powers in every attack, and these powers have a strange fusion. This fusion makes these ten powers produce an effect similar to superposition. This... Unheard of, unseen!"
In the back garden of the Guixu Palace, one of the managers at the supreme level couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The other managers who were watching the fun by the side nodded after hearing the words, with incredulous expressions on their faces.
As for the person in charge of Guixu, the middle-aged god couldn't help but nod upon hearing the words.
He said with emotion: "If this person grows up, his future is limitless. With his current combat power, he has already surpassed the supreme level and reached the level of a god, but compared with a real god, he lacks divine power. The incorporeal body only has the physical state of the gods and pure energy and brute force. It can still fight with the gods in close quarters, but once the distance is drawn, he will die after all.
After all, he has no incorporeal body, no matter how strong a pure entity is, it will be hurt, and he has no divine power, so he cannot pose a threat to incorporeal gods.
But no matter how you say it, with a mortal body reaching this level, he is enough to be called the top peerless arrogance in the universe.
Only someone like him deserves to be called a 'half-god'! "
Wow!
As soon as this remark came out, many of the managers around Guixu suddenly showed expressions of disbelief.
Although they were very impressed by Chen Lang's strength.
But from the bottom of their hearts, they never thought that Chen Lang had the fighting power to rival the gods.
There is an insurmountable boundary between humans and gods.
This boundary is the difference of dimensions, the difference of heaven and earth, and the difference of origin.
Although Chen Lang showed an almost perverted combat power that swept away tens of thousands of great lords and dozens of lords, it was a battle of mortals after all, and it is normal for mortals to have differences. It is not that no one has done this throughout the ages kind of thing.
Either with the help of the blessings of the gods, or with the help of artifacts from the realm of the gods, or with the help of some rare treasures.
The universe has existed for nearly 20 billion years, and there are countless creatures of hundreds of millions of races. There will always be some strong people who are worthy of praise.
But!
No matter how amazing and brilliant a mortal is, no matter how earth-shattering things a mortal can do, in the eyes of the gods, after all, it is the stronger ants showing off among the ants.
When the gods are interested, they will naturally take a look at it, or keep it as a pet.
But if you have no interest, no matter how earth-shattering your troubles are, in the eyes of the gods, you will still be an ant after all.
And the middle-aged man, as the master of the Cangya Guixu Palace, sits in the Cangya Starfield. Although he communicates with these managers on weekdays, he has never been close to them in private.
It can be seen from this that the gods are too lazy to talk to mortals unless necessary.
Even, from the original level of life, they look down on mortals.
But they also understand.
As people who returned to the ruins, their understanding of the universe far exceeds that of the natives in a certain area and a place with a narrow vision.
As long as the gods do not fall, their lifespan is unlimited and they will live forever.
This situation can already ignore the gap in strength and combat effectiveness, and directly seals the 'fate' between mortals and gods.
After all, even the Great Supreme Being, the lifespan is only 30 to 50 million years.
For the gods, although this time may not be short, it is definitely not long.
I just made a friend today, and I woke up after a retreat. The friend died?
boring!
Those mortal friends who still make farts are a waste of time.
With this time, it is better to find other gods to make friends.
At least the other party will not die suddenly for no reason.
.........
"Collect the corpse!"
In the void outside the central sacred mountain, Chen Lang gradually restrained his aura, and gave orders lightly.
And as his words fell, a dazzling rainbow bridge traversed the void and connected to the position of the earth, and tens of thousands of earth's ninth-level venerables stepped down from the rainbow bridge.
They didn't start collecting the body right away.
They are people from the earth, so they know Chen Lang best, but at this moment, looking at the devastated battlefield and the corpses that radiate terror all over the place, their hearts are trembling.
How powerful is the wave god?
Such a terrifying combat power, is this already a god?
terrible.
They took a deep breath and slowly calmed down their hearts, but when they looked around, they couldn't help shaking their hands and feet.
The space collapsed beyond recognition.
Storms from broken spaces are everywhere. If they weren't ninth-level demigods, even if they were eighth-level demigods, they would be crazily rolled into pieces by those terrifying spaces in an instant.
Above the earth, like a spider web, the entire continent seems to be split open, and the terrifying crack is endless, dark and deep, as if leading to hell.
The dark energy that was beaten to terror and rage filled the entire world like a black cloud, and the sky was filled with darkness, like a dark cloud about to storm, but the dark cloud was filled with terrifying and violent energy.
here.
It's already a doomsday scene.
There are underground lavas gushing out, some rivers are vaporized, some corpses emit a faint light, and some gunpowder smoke fills the earth.
These are not the most frightening things.
As for the fist marks that were imprinted on the void world, those fist marks were not big, just like those left by ordinary mortals on the sand, but the meaning was completely different.
Every fist mark is branded in the void and in the space.
What is this concept?
Every time Chen Lang punched, the terrifying power not only killed the enemy, but also melted the space because of the terrifying power of his fists, imprinting the marks of each fist on the space.
Each of the fist marks also exuded a terrifying aura, as if hundreds of millions of nuclear bombs were exploding in them.
Breaking spaces apart is easy.
But the convergent power not only did not shatter the space, but melted the space into a soft substance, leaving a mark with one punch, which caused the original power of the space to repair the space very slowly.
This is the real horror.
Those present are all ninth-level, and they all have a system. They can understand the meaning of these fist marks just by looking at them.
If no one stepped in.
With the repair ability of space itself, it will take at least millions of years for these fist marks to be slowly repaired.
It was terrifying to the extreme.
If it is a broken space, the light ones will recover in an instant, and the heavy ones will only take a few hours. Even if it is destructive, with the self-healing ability of the space, a new space will be generated to cover it in a few days. .
Only this fist mark is completely different.
"let's start!"
At this moment, among the crowd, Liang Chen, who was a strong man in the ninth rank, and one of the main leaders of the body collection team this time, spoke with some headaches.
He glanced at the fist prints covering the void, his scalp was a little numb, and said: "Everyone, try not to fly and avoid those fist marks. You don't feel wrong. Those fist marks contain extremely terrifying power. Those power Zhenghe has reached a delicate balance with the self-healing ability of the space, once detonated, any fist mark is enough to kill you instantly, be careful, carry the corpse and leave, don't stay here for a long time!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded one after another, and then carefully began to collect the corpse.
This scene.
Seen in the eyes by countless experts from the Cangya Great Territory, at this moment, they were truly terrified and panicked to the extreme.