Chapter 1135: The Evil God With Explosive Mentality

| | | -> -> The Cthulhu God of Desolation did not respond to Muria's sarcasm. Now that he has been determined to be the enemy, there is no need to continue communicating.

It's about finding a way to defeat it... Well, it's a bit unrealistic. So I still entangled with him for a while, and then looked for an opportunity to find a way to retreat.

Although the hostile identities of the two sides have been thoroughly determined, the Cthulhu God of Desolation still has no intention of fighting Muria to the death. As the saying goes, there is no benefit in winning, and it is even worse to lose, so it is better not to fight.

"Swing Demon Sword, come!"

Muria made a move towards the world behind him, and a bright golden sword rainbow rushed out of the world immediately, and fell into his hands with the crisp sound of the sword echoing in the void.

"Just did a good job!"

Holding the sword in his hand that is connected with his blood, Muria praised him, and as soon as he finished speaking, the golden light shrank on the sword body of the Demon Swinging Sword, flickering and dimming, and the golden arc was on the sword body. Shining on the sword, the sword is excited.

As Muria's strength continued to improve, the exclusive weapons bred in his body also increased with his spirituality. But it is a pity that the exclusive weapon with stronger spirituality has not brought more growth to Morea than before.

Compared with the increase in attack brought to Muria, it is not as good as the hard material of the exclusive weapon itself, but it is still worth using.

After a word of praise, Muria didn't say anything more to the evil god of desolation. He held the sword in his hand and slashed at the evil god. Appeared in the void.

This golden sword light split everything in the Cthulhu's perception field of vision into two. Under this sword light, a tingling feeling that went straight to the depths of the soul appeared, reminding the Cthulhu that if he endured How miserable this blow will be.

However, as an evil god who roams the void and destroys many worlds one after another, the evil god of barrenness still has a deep background, and his seemingly cowardly behavior just now is just his appearance after weighing the pros and cons.

"Roar!"

The roar of the evil god resounded in the void, and before Muria's sword light fell on him, he stretched out a scythe foot that was completely different from the claw that had just been protruded, and faced a path that seemed to be able to shake his body. The sword glow divided into two.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and at the moment when the sound sounded, thousands of the evil gods who were running the fastest, and they were about to participate in the battle between their master and Muria, suddenly exploded, like blossoming flowers. A rose that blooms in the dark.

Then the fine sword energy scattered and flew, completely erasing these freshly bloomed flowers from the void, this is an extremely domineering force even if he has been defeated.

"It's really thoughtful, as expected of the evil god." Muria raised his eyebrows as he looked at the scythe legs stretched out by the evil god of the barrenness. On this sickle foot, there is only a very shallow sword mark, which is the result of his sword just now.

It seems that it only caused some negligible damage to the Cthulhu, without even cutting the opponent's skin, but in fact, if this sword fell on the claw that the Cthulhu just gave birth to, it would be enough to completely destroy it. cut off.

The reason for this result is that the scythe foot of the evil god of the barrenness is different. If there is no accident, the scythe foot should be the hardest part of the evil god's body.

Because this sickle foot is basically made of countless legendary metal-level materials,

If Muria guessed correctly, the Cthulhu of the Desolation integrated all the legendary metals it collected into this scythe leg.

Therefore, this also created the invincible and almost immortal characteristics of his scythe, which is also a common attribute of legendary metals.

And Muria's ability to leave traces on the legendary metal at this time just shows the horror of his power. After all, if Muria wants to leave traces on this sickle foot, his attack can not only surpass the defense of the legendary metal. Enough, but also need to break through the power defense of the evil god itself.

"But how many sickle feet like this can you have?"

It's not that Muria looks down on the evil god of barrenness, but that materials such as legendary metals can be used even by the existence of the first level of epic gods, and the largest output is in the big world.

And in most small worlds, even if you dig all the land, you can't find a piece, but in medium-sized worlds, if you're lucky, you can still find a small amount.

Of course, these quantities are far from enough for an epic. God knows how many worlds the Desolation God destroyed before he could collect the legendary metal that can completely transform a scythe foot.

You must know that, as the Destroyer of Worlds, he can't get close to any big world, and no big world would welcome his existence, so he also cut off the channel for the evil god to obtain resources from the big world.

"Om!" "Om!" "Om!"

...Under the indifferent gaze of the Cthulhu God, in the body of the son of the Titan and the Dragon in front of him, one weapon after another that was no weaker than the weapon in his hand appeared, floating behind him, as if Like laughing at him.

The appearance of the nine weapons completely convinced the Cthulhu of the Desolation what he was thinking. This son of the Titan and the Dragon was definitely an existence that he could not provoke at the moment.

Just the amount of these legendary metals he owns now shows that he is definitely from a big world, and behind him, there is probably a group of terrifying strength.

This battle cannot be fought, and even if it is to be fought, it must end as soon as possible and get out. Compared with Muria, who is more and more motivated to fight, the Cthulhu God of Desolation is more calm.

He knew all too well the difference between having a background and not having one. If he dies in this battle now, then death is death, and no existence will avenge him, because everything related to him will be erased.

And the existence in front of him, if it falls due to an accident, there is a high probability that an ancient epic will appear and avenge it.

"Hahaha, let's fight!" The natural fighting blood of the Titans was already boiling on Muria's body. He was dressed in Shengyao Huangyuan, holding the prison halberd in one hand, and the magic sword in the other. A sea of ​​blood appeared behind him.

And just when Muria was about to fight against the evil god of barrenness, the sacred and vast crimson flame broke through the sea of ​​blood, and then fell beside him.

Seeing such a scene, the Cthulhu's mentality suddenly exploded, and it was not enough for an epic second generation ancestor to pop out, but another one came out...