Chapter 508 Arms Race!

“.”

Old Huang complained in his heart, wanting to curse but unable to.

Isn’t this tea just ordinary tea? And that coffee, what the hell is good, isn’t it instant? ?

What the hell is that? ! !

He couldn’t feel any strange power from it, but. There are many things he can’t see, especially those related to Su Buxian.

Old Huang finally sighed, took a few steps and started to make coffee.

There are two reasons for the compromise. One is that this guy is the leader. As a priest, even if the other party messes up, he must listen to the instructions.

The second is that the color of the Lord in Yellow is darker than before, and it seems that he will gradually become violent after appearing. The Lord of Angels also showed this trend just now, but it stopped after he served tea.

Could it be that Su Buxian is telling the truth?

Su Qi didn’t care about Old Huang’s various complicated emotions and thoughts. He smiled at the two projections.

Is it a pleasant surprise, or is it expected?

The explosive development of the ritual, although it started slowly in the early stage, once it started, it could not be stopped at all, and the huge energy fluctuations in this vast area were more amazing than expected.

So it took less than the estimated time to achieve the previously scheduled goal. Not only did the traces of the dimension have been charged, but many other matters were also completed.

More importantly.

Every subsequent minute and every second can allow Su Qi to continue to expand.

Just like the Lord of Angels and the Lord of Yellow Clothes in front of him.

They are just projections and have no will, but they also have some self-programming. Even so, their power is real.

Because they are also led out by the trace god, relying on the traces on the angel's broken feathers and the yellow robe, they successfully found the coordinates through charging and projected the remaining power.

Of course.

This difficulty is no less than the charging of the traces of the Lord of Dimensions. After all, there are not many traces, and just like the detection light searching the depths of the past, it requires a lot of investment.

It may not be successful.

Su Qi still has a lot of rare items with ancient traces, but he didn't succeed. After the energy invested reached the preset value, Su Qi gave up directly. After all, it would be a bit of a loss to invest more.

"In addition, the third guest should be here too."

Su Qi naturally focused on searching for the sequence related to himself, except for the blood demon sequence and the spiritual pupil sequence. The main source of these two traces is in the abyss vortex in the distance.

Angel sequence, ancient god sequence, immortal sequence, this can be done in this way. The search success rate is very low. The energy swallowed by the ritual is to increase the search power.

Su Qi is casting a wide net.

After all.

The Temple of the Gods has retreated, and the top power of the abyss has also entered a short cooling period. Otherwise, it would have opened up the same terrifying storm as before, and a large number of demon kings would have rushed into this place.

However.

The abyss still has new power blessing, and the ghost shadow in the abyss vortex was led out by the evil god. It is difficult to judge what will happen next.

At this moment, Su Qi is also building the second battlefield led by the Buxianren Sect, which naturally requires more power.

And the next moment.

A projection slowly appeared.

The moment it appeared.

Old Huang shuddered all over.

"Wait! What is this!!"

This projection seemed to carry endless evil, and it seemed to be comparable to the abyss!

"Hurry up and serve the guests some snacks..." Su Qi's expression also paused slightly, and his eyes condensed.

This one seemed different.

"No, you come! Su Buxian, you go!"

Old Huang's voice trembled slightly. Even if he didn't look at this existence, he seemed to feel a chill coming. The fear in his heart continued to intensify unconsciously, and his body trembled completely without his control!

"I can't move." Su Qi said calmly.

"Why?"

Old Huang's eyes were as big as copper bells.

"You can see these projections, their identities are not simple, right? Almost every one of them is a real taboo, so appearing here will cause terrible ominousness."

The Pigeon God was stunned: "But why. Didn't it happen?"

It has seen the ominous eruption on Su Qi, which is very terrifying. It relies on something like a spark to hide itself, so that the ominous swallowing loses its target.

Su Qi snapped his fingers lightly: "Of course it's because of this round table."

"This table?? I can't see anything special?"

Su Qi smiled slightly, did not answer immediately, but stretched out his hand to hold the chair and stood up gently.

And the next moment.

"Boom!"

The sky on the entire disc suddenly darkened, and countless shadows seemed to form a weird giant hand in an instant, tearing everything apart.

The Pigeon God stared at this scene with wide eyes, and Lao Huang trembled all over.

Damn it.

How could it be such a huge ominous. This terrifying breath will never be forgotten in my life!

"Sit tight, my leader!"

"I'll go serve snacks now!"

Old Huang pressed Su Qi down on the chair.

Su Qi snapped his fingers: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Huang."

"So this table can suppress the ominous?" Pigeon God was a little shocked and had not yet recovered.

"Of course, and there is more to it. After all, this is the table where many big shots hold meetings."

Su Qi smiled mysteriously.

He brought out the World Tree Table where the Lord of Dimensions held meetings. Of course, this was also a part of the huge trace. It was successfully built after the energy absorbed by the ritual was fully charged.

This is why it can bear these terrifying projections. After all, this is the place used by the Lord of Dimensions before.

"Who is this person?"

Although Lao Huang promised to pay attention, the closer he got, the more rational he was in his heart was gradually swallowed by fear. He tried to steady his steps, but he was trembling and limping forward with difficulty.

"How to say it." Su Qi paused: "I don't know either"

"??"

He really didn't know who the other party was. After all, there were only two words [Ancient God]

This is a pseudonym, referring to the ancient gods, which has a wide range. Who knows who it refers to.

But Su Qi looked at the other party.

The center of the projection has almost no specific shape, but it cannot be ignored. It is a core that is surrounded by countless twisted tentacles, emitting a whisper that makes the soul tremble, as if summoning the fear and despair of the world.

Those whispers were sometimes clear and sometimes vague, and there was a suffocating temptation between the lines, as if trying to provoke the darkest desires in people's hearts.

"Don't look like a good person."

Su Qi whispered to himself.

Lao Huang quickly put the snacks up, and then retreated very quickly.

At this time, the fluctuations of the projection just now calmed down a little.

"What is the principle of this?"

Su Qi said softly: "Without the power of self-will, it maintains some instincts of the original owner, so it is very important to cater to its preferences, which can appease these instincts in some ways."

Of course, the so-called tea, coffee and snacks are just appearances, and they are actually comfort after being transformed by mental power.

And the only one who can do these things is Lao Huang, because he

himself escaped from the ominous universe.

The shadow of the abyss is spreading horribly, and the entire evil place is being affected! The deep space is like a torn curtain, flowing with twisted and weird colors, like a violent wind in the night roaring furiously, tearing countless twisted weirdness and existence!

Please...collect 6...books...!

The shadow is like a huge net, covering this extremely evil land in endless fear, and everything is trembling and struggling.

The planets that were originally still shining have now become distorted, wrapped in the open shadows, and can only make silent wails. The bottom around the world tree seems to be eroded by the pollution of the abyss. The black liquid flowing out of the cracks is like a corrosive venomous snake, breeding twisted and hideous monsters!

The power of the gods of the pantheon is gradually fading at this moment, and the remaining divine power has almost begun to be exhausted.

"How is the collection of the fragments of the holy artifact going?"

"The progress is 80%."

"As soon as possible, there is not much time left."

At this moment.

The gods who have not yet exhausted all their divine power can feel that in this extremely evil land, it seems that even the air has become heavy, and the shadow of the abyss is swallowing up all traces all the time.

Those demons and monsters hiding from the abyss began to move under the guidance of the shadow.

Their bodies became more and more terrifying with the power of the abyss, their shapes twisted, and their eyes flashed with endless madness and greed, as if they were waiting for a certain opportunity to tear the land apart.

At the same time.

In the vortex of the abyss.

The evil god was gathering flesh and blood, and his body began to change.

In the shadow, the sheep head of the evil god slowly appeared. Its existence was like endless darkness, exuding suffocating pressure. At this moment, it was constantly absorbing the resentment and despair around it, turning it into the source of its own power.

The flesh and blood were constantly torn and reorganized, and the evil god's body gradually took shape in the twisting, twisting to outline a vague outline. Every time it was reorganized, a suffocating breath filled the air.

And in the vortex of the abyss, there were bursts of weird and terrifying voices, as if summoning those forgotten beings.

The voice was low and long, like a whisper from another dimension, revealing endless temptation and fear. The edge of the vortex was constantly twisting, and some vague shadows began to emerge from it, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeping at this world. They watched in the darkness, making low and harsh roars, as if they were some kind of blasphemous sacrifice, excited for the upcoming baptism of darkness.

"The end"

In the vast land, a figure was in a corner where no one noticed, watching this scene and muttering softly.

"Those things that were once deleted can never be deleted completely."

In the center of the vortex, almost invisible shapes were constantly gathering, as if it was an existence that could not be described in words. As the sound became clearer, those strange shapes began to slowly and vaguely reveal their outlines from the vortex.

The figure gently put the hat back on his head.

"No matter what, the deal I made with that guy... No, it should be called a bet."

"Now it seems that he has won."

"In that case."

"We should give him that thing."

"Boom boom boom."

The defense line of the second battlefield was constantly breached, but there were still people fighting hard, and they became more and more courageous.

Because they found that if they killed enough abyssal forces, the origin would really come!

So at this moment, even though they are constantly retreating and being suppressed, under the temptation of shelter and origin, everyone is killing more and more fiercely. Injuries? Shelter can restore, spiritual energy? The scattered light can restore, and there are even commanders on the battlefield. Those sparks will show various battlefield information, analyze and reason all the monsters being fought, and show their weaknesses.

Of course, there is also an existence that no one can see and no one knows, collecting and recording all traces.

The disc and the second battlefield are not interconnected, so the various violent fluctuations below cannot affect the upper part.

In addition to the World Tree Conference Table, this disc was naturally brought from there, and in addition to one part of it being the jurisdiction of the Palace of the Unidle, the other part was the plate used by the Lord of the Dimensions to eat snacks at that time.

In other words, this place can also communicate with the unknown universe, which is now the place where the abyss vortex is connected.

"Brother Evil God, it seems that you are going to do a big wave."

Su Qi was not surprised.

Since he got the evil god's eyeball, he has come from behind the scenes to the front.

I got some information about the evil god and the abyss from the abyss complex.

And the evil god naturally got my information as well, and he also had a clear view of the various powers he exploded in it.

After I took the eyeball.

In addition to endless anger and killing, the evil god also discovered something.

So between killing myself and other options, it chose to start the end with a higher priority.

It is now making its own body, the real body, to come with its real power and terrifying posture.

Now the abyss seems to be just a painless attack, which makes the Pantheon greatly relieved, and has more and more excited hopes to collect all the fragments of the holy artifact and summon the power of the Lord of the World.

But. In fact, in the abyss vortex, all the power is expanding with overwhelming force, waiting for the evil god to really come.

The Pantheon will find that the hope they are looking forward to is nothing but despair.

The only one who sees through this is Su Qi.

He didn't waste any power to clean up the abyss black tide that broke into the second battlefield.

Now both sides are in an arms race.

The evil god didn't know how deep the water was on Su Buxian's side, but he saw the power of the Lord of the Present World, this former opponent. It was enough to make him open his terrifying eye to watch.

And Su Qi didn't know the true appearance of the end in the vortex of the abyss and the [Terminator] in the depths of the past.

However.

It doesn't matter.

Su Qi looked at the fourth projection that appeared on the round table. This figure didn't seem to be as powerful as the others. There was no special breath and terrifying fluctuations, but it could appear on the chair of the round table, which meant that this existence was equal to the other projections.

Su Qi smiled:

"Oh, my friend."

"We finally meet again."