Chapter 1168 The Evil God Must Die
In the end, the pacifist Muria put aside all disputes with the God of the Whale, the God of War, and the Hundred-Eyed Cthulhu, and decided to jointly develop the miraculous place where the two worlds merged and were born.
"Let's descend in person. The fusion of the rules of these two worlds has been weakened too much, and it cannot stop us." The evil god, who ignored all life except himself, suggested with a hundred eyes.
"Absolutely not," Muria hadn't said a word yet, and the Mechanical Valkyrie immediately objected, and the indifferent soul fluctuations came from the mechanical planet that was gradually repairing.
"The four gods descended into the world, and a little carelessness will lead to the collapse of the world. I don't want to be contaminated with the resentment of the world. I am different from you!"
It has nothing to do with goodness or justice. It is purely for its own benefit. The Epic of the Planetary Driver refuses to descend in person. If he himself descended as himself alone, then he might try, but all four of them gathered in the In such a small world, who knows what will happen then.
"Avatars are enough, even if there is a conflict for some reason, it won't have much impact on the world."
The God of Whale firmly expressed his opposition to descending to the real body. Its reasons were similar to those of the God of War, and he did not want to be entangled in the world's resentment and cut himself off.
"You are all promising people, different from me."
Seeing that his proposal was rejected, and the strange evil god let out a cold laugh, he was not surprised, after all, there was no one of his kind here.
Those who destroy the world will definitely be resented by the world. This is a matter of course. If you enjoy the pleasure brought by devouring the world, you must bear the corresponding evil consequences.
Just like the vast majority of epics can only emerge from the big world, more powerful epics must also obtain resources to grow and become stronger from the big world. The top and best resources must be produced in the big world middle.
And the evil gods are not popular in the world, including the big world. Of course, it does not mean that the evil gods cannot become stronger. It can only be said that they choose the path of destroying the world, which only narrows the epic road and achieves eternal probability. Much smaller than other epics, which doesn't matter for most epics.
"Don't look at me, I've already lowered my avatar." When the eyes of the three epics came to him, Muria spread his hands to show his position.
When the evil god began to mutter "I knew it", the three epics all condensed into their own avatars.
The three-headed and eight-armed steel humanoid incarnation sent by Mechanic Valkyrie, while the Hundred-Eyed Cthulhu is a deformed monster full of eyes. If there is no accident, it should have the same style as its main body.
For the deity, which represents the epic of their own highest combat power, the shape of the avatar they send will not be much different from the deity, basically a weakened and reduced version.
This should have been the case, but until Muria saw the decomposed incarnation of the whale god, he couldn't help but look slightly sideways, and then had the urge to grill fish.
Because the avatar of this big blue fish is a huge mermaid, and there are countless half-human life forms, Muria should not be moved by this, but no matter how you look at the avatar condensed by the whale god, it is Against him.
The god of water with a human body and a fish tail stands in the void, holding a spear made of water in his hand, and his tail is not slender but rather fat, swinging in the void.
"Why are you imitating me?"
Muria looked at this epic incarnation who could dominate the world simply by relying on her own strength,
Then he looked at the whale god with some inexplicable eyes, and the two epics beside him had already cast their eyes on him.
The condensed incarnation of the whale god, although the lower body is a huge fish tail, or whale tail, but its upper body is quite similar to Muria, a heroic giant in armor.
"I'm trying to create a brand new family. This is my first attempt."
The Whale God does not deny that the avatar created was an imitation of Morea, as it is, and it is in trouble in this respect.
So far, it has created hundreds of family members through its own power, but none of them feel satisfactory, so it wants to find inspiration from the existence of the same level.
"You just imitated my appearance, what's the use of that?" Morea shook his head helplessly. This fish imitated him, just imitating the shape of an upper body. There are too many facades in the world, which is meaningless.
Although the titan's appearance is also humanoid, its internal structure is among the humanoid creatures, at the top of the sequence. Its body structure is so perfect that it is impossible for Morea to optimize it.
The Titans that were first born in the chaos may not be perfect, they are just powerful creatures close to the ancient gods, but when the Titans are passed down to this day, the ancestors of the Titans who followed the path of the ancient gods of the Titans have optimized the blood of the Titans to the highest level. The most perfect level has already reached nowhere.
If Muria wants to improve and further strengthen the bloodline of the Titans, then he must have the vision and power to surpass the epic Titans of all ages. This is almost impossible for him now, and Muria has never gone this far. Think about it.
And with such a body structure, even if an epic titan of the same level can completely copy it just by relying on his short shot, it is impossible to even think about it, and the essence cannot be copied at all.
"Appearance is also very important." The Whale God responded, it made no secret of its desire for Muria's blood, and it has already seen that Muria's origin is somewhat special.
Muria stopped making a sound, but quietly watched the three Epics, after condensing their avatars, begin to release their own legion.
He watched these three huge monster clusters gather in the void, and then rushed into the two worlds that were merging and converging below.
Among them, when the army of the Mechanic Valkyrie and the Whale God entered the already faded and almost invisible barrier at the place where the two blended in the world, the defense of the world did not respond at all, just like he did at the beginning.
But when it was the turn of the Hundred-Eyed Cthulhu's eyemask-like followers to rush into the world, thunderbolts emerged out of thin air from the barriers of the world and bombarded his army of followers, killing many weaklings immediately. Dependents.
However, this level of loss is nothing to the torrent of eyeballs pouring into the world from the evil god. Although the eyeballs of the white-eyed evil god were twitching in the void, he finally calmed down because the result remained unchanged. , It's just that there are too many family members who died.
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On the ocean shrouded in faint gray fog, a strange looking ship broke through the fog and cut through the wind and waves on the undulating ocean, like a steady steel ship. mountains.
And when this ship sailed, steel ships that were bigger than this one after another followed closely behind, completely clearing away the fog that shrouded the sea surface. Compared with these ships, the frontmost Exploring the way, the ghostly ship looks a bit small and exquisite.
At this moment, on top of the vast sky, even if one ascends to a height of a thousand meters and looks down, the field of view will be occupied by these ghost ships, large and small, without a trace of life at all.
At this time, in the largest ghost flagship like a land island, a figure with a body height of 100 meters and wearing a black cloak walked out, holding a scepter surrounded by gorgeous elements in his hand, making everything around him Stillness, the majesty that makes hundreds of millions of undead prostrate for it.
"That's fine for the dependents of the God of Whales and the God of War, but the dependents of the evil god must die!"
Like the incarnation of death, just the breath it emits is enough to make the existence of withered things look up, look up at the empty sky, and send out a determined soul wave.
Although they entered the world in order to compete for the gods that can be second only to the source power, but what the evil god's family members who are used to destroying the world and improving themselves will do when they enter the world is something that does not need to be thought about at all.
Quantitative changes are enough to produce qualitative changes. An ordinary mortal is nothing to an evil god, but a large-scale blood sacrifice with a city as a unit will attract even gods, and the same is true for epics.
A single mortal, or even hundreds of mortals, is nothing, but when the number is measured in billions, everything is different. The flesh and soul of 100 million mortals are enough to change the world, that is to say, This can also enhance the power of evil gods.
The same is true for Muria commanding the ghost fleet to capture the legendary evil spirits. Whether it is quantitative change or qualitative change, when it reaches a certain level, it can enhance the power of the epic.
A large number of mortal objects, or sufficiently powerful extraordinary individuals, can be regarded as "miraculous objects" in a sense, and the former exists in every living world.
"My current strength attribute is enough for me to pretend to be a native of the evil spirit world. Although it is a bit far-fetched, it makes sense."
The incarnation of Hades, whose thinking is the same as that of Muria's deity, thought quietly, "But I still need a family army with the power characteristics of my deity to fight against evil gods as a cover for me."
It is not very difficult to summon a family legion again without disturbing the other three epics. The incarnation of the legendary pinnacle has come here, and the deity is outside the world. Just build a semi-permanent one, enough for the legion to pass through. The door of space is enough.
"The monsters that once slaughtered the world's creatures, when you were slaughtered, I don't know if your corpses can make my world expand further?"
The incarnation of the Titan held up the scepter in his hand, connecting to the incomplete world, and the bright elemental light bloomed on the ocean dominated by dark colors.