Capture the BOSS template at the beginning

In front, an irregular sphere appeared.

It was like the mud was suspended by some kind of magnetic field. Some barbs of mud appeared randomly, protruding from the surface of the mud sphere, and then quickly returned to become a perfect circle.

There was no pattern, no order.

This thing was like the antonym of order. Just looking at this disordered ball of light, there was a feeling of wanting to go crazy.

This was the Lord of Disaster, one of the four powerful people who entered this world.

He didn't mind killing Scarlet, but killing Scarlet was not his main purpose.

Around, in a more secretive space.

The sense of peeping quickly retreated the moment the Lord of Disaster appeared.

If the root could compete with the Lord of Realm, eternity was not something the Lord of Realm could compare to.

The gap between medium divine power and strong divine power was too big.

The big sphere slowly sank, as if it was going to enter the treasure house directly.

In the sky, the white mask and the rusty crown were also approaching.

The dead silence emitted by the disaster suppressed everything in this world that did not belong to the disaster.

Even gods cannot be unaffected at this moment.

It depends on what level of god it is. The body of the Lord of Disaster touches the ground.

But suddenly, this disordered sphere instantly soared into the sky and stayed in the air. Eyes appeared on his body, staring at all directions around him.

A more catastrophic and distorted feeling came over, causing the surrounding space to begin to distort.

Buzz~

Light.

Various colors of light, extremely strong, but not penetrating the cube far away, appeared in the area where the Lord of Disaster was originally located.

It quickly disappeared and collapsed in the power of disaster.

The barrier of the world was trembling, but it gradually became stable because of some other forces.

Suddenly, dense eyes crowded together on the sphere in the sky, all staring in one direction.

In the direction he was staring at, all the buildings were turning into nothingness, and the natives appeared from the buildings or the corners of the buildings, wandering unconsciously.

But every time the natives felt the countless extremely strong sights looking up,

Whether it is gold or legendary.

Their bodies will swell and deform, and eventually turn into nothingness along with the building.

"Tsk, what a pity."

Ulrich's figure appeared in the gaze, and looked at the big sphere in the sky: "It's difficult to set up the eternal light, okay, why can't you just go in obediently?"

Doubts appeared in the eyes of the Lord of Disaster, and a thorough voice, as if from another time and space, came with extreme disaster: "God of Light? Are you back?"

The whisper of God destroyed this area, and the power of disaster was erasing everything.

In this land with a diameter of 30 kilometers, everything turned into nothingness in the sound.

Countless breaths of disaster lingered on this land, and in an instant a strong disaster transformed this area into a small world independent of the world.

The field of disaster blocked all possibilities of peeping.

Ulrich looked up and saw a colorful but eternally gray scene, which made her sigh: "The strongest of this era seem to have all relied on external forces."

She looked around and saw that she had come to another time and space. The miracle world originally built by pure souls had become another miracle.

The Lord of Disaster didn't want to listen to Ulrich's nonsense. This guy who seemed to be the Lord of Light gave him a great sense of crisis.

He needed his own home field, perhaps to defeat or force back this powerful enemy.

Buzz~

The surrounding disasters were still stacking.

Ulrich raised her hand, and her palm was being assimilated by the disaster, slowly becoming a part of this place.

Ulrich was a little surprised: "The assimilation of the disaster, instead of directly using the disaster, you wasted such a good rule."

The Lord of Disaster was stunned and frowned at this woman. He didn't quite understand. Why could this thing ignore him? Was she really not afraid of death?

As for the God of Light

He was not afraid of the real God of Light, let alone this weaker guy.

But the next moment, He suddenly felt a trace of panic, as if some great terror was about to come, which made God feel strongly uneasy.

Ulrich's body was still floating, and she looked at the big ball of light: "If you are willing to join the saint, I may be able to be your master and tell you what disaster is."

Lord of Disaster:.

His countless eyes stared at Ulrich, his eyes were full of deep fear and a trace of incomprehensible fear.

The next moment.

Ulrich's shattering body continued to expand, so large that countless eyes on God could not see it.

Then, the Lord of Disaster saw a big hand across the world, reaching out from the boundless void, blocking all the light in his world.

Ulrich looked at a colorful glass ball in his hand, and the inside of the glass ball was a medium composed of disasters.

The white mask in the sky had touched the crown, and the whole world began to tremble.

Ulrich let out a long sigh, felt the extremely depleted light source in his body, took a sip of the soul pipe, and let out a long sigh.

"Yongguang, Yongguang, in this world, Yongguang's power has also been weakened. Three months, where should I throw it?"

Murmuring, she walked into another layer of space without haste.

This was a blue void, in which curled-up natives were suspended. Their bodies were constantly broken and reorganized, and after she entered, their consciousness was awakened by the ripples of space.

But she could not find Ulrich and fell asleep.

Ulrich stepped forward and finally stopped on a platform of a palace suspended in the void. The palace was very huge, and the heavy door opened wide was engraved with complicated patterns.

Ulrich raised his leg to step into it, find the location of the treasure house, and then get the part he deserved first.

But she finally stopped at the door.

Ulrich looked at the scene and was silent for a while.

In the center of a huge palace with a diameter of more than a kilometer, on a high throne, a figure wearing heavy black armor sat high on the throne.

Its lifeless eyes stared outside the hall, and its hands naturally stretched out and crossed, resting on the end of the hilt of a black iron sword.

A trace of deathly silence with a hint of gray in the azure was floating around it.

Ulrich was sure that if she dared to go in, with her current physical condition, she would be cut in half by the sword in an instant, and there would be no possibility of survival.

This intuition was so strong that her senses began to sting.

She couldn't help but look back. The natives who couldn't find her just now were now staring at her with numb eyes, and there was no emotion in their dead eyes.

But Ulrich knew that if he dared to move, in this world within the world, it would be his own grave.

Ulrich played with the eternal light in her hand, thought for a while, spread her hands, stepped back a few steps, and sat down on the edge of the palace: "Okay, okay, I'll be quiet, you don't have to pay attention to me."

Countless natives in this world turned their heads one after another, drooping weakly, as if waiting for something.

In the center of the hall, on the black iron armor, the power of the soul continued to dissipate, emitting a dead will.

Ulrich sat at the door, his legs swaying slightly, looking at the colorful glass ball in his hand, the source of light in his body was constantly recovering.

"The Lord of Disaster, with disaster as the foundation, does not know that the greatest disaster in the world is growth and expansion."

"The Lord of Soul, with soul as the foundation, now only an empty shell is left waiting alone."

Ulrich murmured, with some emotion, she looked at the outside world, through this bottom world to see a mask, and the increasingly complicated situation.

"Tsk, I seem to see a lot of things, is it because he is lucky? Or must it be him? Or. It was originally him?"

——

Buzz~

Scarlet dyed the sky red, and behind the pure white mask, it added a bloody background.

A trace of scarlet flowed out of the mask's eye sockets, it seemed to be crying, and the same expression appeared on the faces of the natives of half the world.

A true god was forced to emerge from a hidden state.

He raised his head, and his eyes were full of silence on his expression that seemed to be crying and laughing, as if this expression was forced.

He raised his hand, and a top legend not far away was captured.

The face of this legend was twitching, it was protected by another great will and was fighting.

But God did not have this kind of protection, so the influence of God was much greater than that of these natives.

If the influence was not removed in time, He would die.

In the collision of disaster objects, even the true God was no longer safe.

Buzz~

The power of God was poured into the body of the legend.

The legend turned his head slightly and grabbed the wrist of God, but that was all.

The expression on the face of God gradually returned to silence, while the face of the legend began to smile.

It was obviously a transparent soul, but at this moment, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down. The life breath of the legend was disappearing, but the soul did not dissipate.

"Hehe. Hehehe"

The low, sharp laughter broke the silence.

This dead city has a bit of weirdness.

The legendary laughter seemed to be very contagious, and instantly the natives of this area began to laugh.

The muscles on the face of the god twitched slightly, he took a deep look at the sky, turned around and left this inner world.

Obviously, now it is no longer possible for these medium-level gods to participate.

If he stays any longer, he will be shattered by the aftermath of the powerful god.

"Hehehe"

Bai Yi turned his head and looked at Sabo, a little speechless. Everyone outside was laughing, that was assimilated by the embrace of pain, this guy was laughing, he was almost ready to clean up the door.

My friend, this mask is very interesting. If it can be the same as the dark cup, its effect will be much stronger than the dark cup.

"You can try. God's Showcase knows this disaster very well. Once in a very distant country, the ancient god Cersis and Black Death Xiemi created a nightmare world. That disaster was accidentally created by the two forces."

Sabo was slightly stunned: "Hehehe, I just said it casually. Who do you think will win?"

"Pain Embrace." Bai Yi answered casually.

Looking at this world, they can see that Pain Embrace has the upper hand.

If the Soul Crown has no more preparation, then he will definitely lose, and even form a special state, that is, Pain Embrace suppresses the Soul Crown, and finally let the great Scarlet Lord get the second big daddy-level disaster.

After the Soul Crown leaves, it will no longer be concerned about this world, so it will fight against the Embrace of Pain.

Or will it cooperate with the Embrace of Pain and squeeze the Scarlet Lord together?

As long as the Soul Crown is not controlled by a moron, it can make the right choice.

Sabo laughed strangely: "I think so too, but you can see it, and I can see it too. There is no reason why our great Scarlet Crown can't see it, so."

Sabo shut up and looked at a certain direction in the void at the same time as White Blight.

"Oh, my friend, it seems that this guy from the Netherworld is a little anxious. Should we save my eldest niece?"

Bai Yi shook his head and said indifferently: "It is enough for Canming to play the role of positioning. She has played her value."

"Tsk tsk tsk, my friend, you are really indifferent, but this Zack is a little too active. This makes me feel something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"My friend, think about it carefully. Why does the Netherworld inexplicably target the Scarlet Lord? If you are Zack from the Netherworld, in this era when the ancient gods are seriously weakened, the new gods disappear, and the world is reshuffled, will you be so active to target an existence that you can't compete with?"

Bai Yi turned his head and looked at Sabo: "Just say the conclusion, time is running out."

Sabo looked at the void with a serious look and said directly : "I suspect that something has happened to the Netherworld, and it's not a small matter."

"What do you think it is?"

"I don't know, I can't tell, I won't let it go." Sabo said, and suddenly laughed strangely: "This has nothing to do with us, right? If the Scarlet Lord dies, and by the way, the Embrace of Pain and the Crown of Soul are transferred to this Zack, then I dare not think how perfect this matter can be."

Bai Yi was silent for a while and shook his head: "It's difficult, there is a high probability that something has really gone wrong in the Netherworld, but powerful divine power is always powerful divine power, especially the powerful divine power in the Netherworld. In this era, except for the weird, no one can threaten Zack in the Netherworld."

Sabo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, you said that our great Scarlet Lord, when did he conflict with the Embrace of Pain?"

"Now"

Buzz~

The scarlet of the sky became thicker and thicker, and even faintly turned into dark red.

The blood and tears in the eyes of the Embrace of Pain became thicker and thicker, and blood gradually spread from the corners of his mouth.

Opposite it, the native wearing the crown of soul slowly raised his hand and grabbed the embrace of pain.

Sabo was a little excited: "Hehehe, then my friend, guess when Zach can't bear it anymore? What is the probability that we can achieve our goal?"

"Now"

Bai Yi still answered without hesitation.

The moment he finished speaking, dark green mist began to spread over the earth.

"Hehehe, it's the same as my judgment, so I have to start too, and try to let the scarlet lord wear the crown, this may be the only chance."