Lord of Pets

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A wisp of miserable fluorescence slightly illuminated a dark world.

The earth seems to have fallen asleep. There are no stars or the waning moon. There is only night and silence.

Time seems to have stopped here.

It's just that no one knows.

This silence has lasted for thirty thousand years.

"Hey...hey...hey..."

"You must lose. When I wake up, why do I feel that you are older again?"

"Just think about it. The God-King from ancient times can live to this day. Even if he eats the holy medicine and magical elixir as food, why will he have to go downhill?"

In the darkness, the muddy ground slowly squirmed, and a section of the head of a towering ancient tree was exposed.

A cracked eye on it glowed with a frightening evil light, and he smiled sadly:

"Although I am trapped here, regardless of the world, I will never see the light of day."

"But if you think about it carefully, the Elf Queen and the Dragon of Destiny should all be dead. At most, there will be some residual souls left to prove that they existed."

"How about...you just let me go?"

"I have a method that can help you grow old and strong and regain your glory."

"As long as you are willing to change to the fallen camp, you can enjoy endless life and reincarnation..."

"Have you had enough of your nonsense?"

At the other end, a giant moved its sight, and all the fluorescent lights turned around, like a searchlight, focusing on the one eye.

"Above Heaven"

"The Eye of the Giant Wood, I have been guarding this place for 60,000 years, and I have also indirectly participated in the refining for 60,000 years."

"I ask myself, life is really short."

"But in three thousand three hundred and thirty-three years, it will be the moment when your body and soul will disappear."

"I think it's more than enough to hold on until that day and witness your death with my own eyes..."

"Is it possible that you won't survive that day?"

The eyes on the ancient trees have a childish light, and every second they flash the image of life being reduced to ashes and the world drying up.

She was squirming and shrinking, looking back at the dark-skinned, old-looking giant god, and sneered again and again:

"The evil spirits of the Taichu clan are unfathomable even to me."

"You have been able to maintain this indifferent tranquility since you have fought until today, and it is not because of the Gate of Breaking Boundary, or because of the so-called dedication of several god kings."

"But...it fails over and over again!"

"Just suppressing me will waste most of your life's energy."

"Have you ever thought that when an accident happens, you might... die?"

"Boom!" The giant slowly straightened his body, looked down from above, and said expressionlessly:

"Destiny is unpredictable, who can say with certainty?"

"My mission now is only one, and that is to destroy you."

"Only when you die can Chaofan solve a cancer at its root and have a chance to breathe a few more breaths."

"Okay." One Eye closed his eyelids and remained silent.

When he opened it again, it turned into four colors of gold, silver, white and black, as if it were covered with four rings of light film, and a dull evil intention rose up.

"Thirty thousand years, you are even older..."

"But I never resisted and finally accumulated some strength..."

"Chi!" The brass-colored, defeated giant waved its big iron fist and hit the giant eye instantly.

This seemingly ordinary blow hammered the giant eye into the ground, darkness rolled, and bones all over the mountains and plains flashed past.

"Hey, yes, I am sealed."

"As a giant tree, it is extremely embarrassing to lose a plant that can be controlled."

"But...did you hear it? Where did that voice that fell in your ears come from?"

The top evil god, Eye of the Giant Tree, showed a coquettish and morbid smile and barked:

"Hahaha, sixty thousand years, I've been waiting for sixty thousand years!"

"Finally, an evil god remembered me and was willing to come and save me. What a joy! Congratulations! Sad! What a shame!"

"Let me see, who is here? This texture, this taste... could it be the chanter?"

"when--"

The porcelain trembled and the stone walls trembled. A half-naked humanoid creature with a golden silk belt and a golden halo appeared in the ancient and silent place.

She never opened her eyes, her chin was pressed tightly against her neck, her hands were clasped together, and while she was turning the beads in her hands, she was mumbling to herself as if there was no one around.

"Mummy lammy, mamma lammy..."

"Jumu, since you are still alive, how about I rescue you and serve as a 'charger'?"

"Stop talking nonsense! As long as I can get out of trouble, I will kill through the gate and refine hundreds of millions of spirit clans into bones!"

The four-color giant eyes seemed to be reminded of a certain scene, convulsing and trembling, as if crazy.

"Sixty thousand years! I've been trapped for sixty thousand years!"

"No light, no sound, no freedom!"

"I'm going to dig the grave of our ancestors and crush all his descendants into mud! I'm going to find the Holy Court, the god of hanging-haired angels Rosius, who dares to propose a plan to harm me..."

"Shan, I wish you get out of trouble." The evil god of the beginning, named "The Chanter", stretched out a palm and slapped the god giant's arm straight up.

"My name...must be defeated!"

The god of giants is bold and powerful, and even though he is old, he still remains invincible:

"Before the God King, I fought all over the world and lost a total of one hundred and sixty-six thousand five hundred and seventy-two battles. I was lucky enough to survive."

"After ascending to the God King, at most we have a draw, but I...have never been defeated!"

"But you are old." The chanter sneered, and the sky was full of golden flesh palms, slapping the giant's body from all directions.

"If I were in full strength, within a thousand moves, I would let you experience the feeling of "defeat" again. "

"Now I have just come out of trouble, and my condition is 50% or 60%, not perfect."

"But come to think of it... I'm better than you, and that's enough!"

"Boom! Boom! Bang!"

The evil clouds are like the sea, and the murderous intention is like a rainbow.

In the dark world, the sky is shattered and the earth is turned upside down.

The so-called fierce battle is the collision of blood and spirit, the peak game between evil and god, and the comprehensive consideration of death and destruction.

The God King must be defeated... he is truly unbeatable!

The chanter is the same as the Eye of the Giant Tree, perhaps slightly less than the Origin Scourge and the Pale Hand.

But she also belongs to the top evil god, an evil creature in the sky and on earth that is more powerful than the God King.

"Hahaha, you must lose. Is it painful? Is it a shame?"

"You, in your prime, have so much potential that you can even compete with me and not fall behind in a short period of time."

"In your declining years, why are you like an old dog, panting heavily and unable to fight?"

"Cough... cough cough..."

The giant god vomited blood and fell down and got up several times.

His fists could no longer be clenched tightly, and his twisted leg bones seemed to be suffering from irreversible pain.

But a sickly rosiness quietly appeared on his pale face, his eyes were bleeding, and his aura became increasingly weird and difficult to distinguish.

"What, are you waiting for reinforcements?"

"If you really had so many god-kings who could mobilize freely, you wouldn't have had no one come to help you for so many years and let you fight alone..."

"Give up. Let me ask you one last time, do you want to join forces with me and become a true evil god?"

"If you are willing to merge with me, I will immediately be able to restore 70% to 80% of my peak combat power, which is equivalent to a god-king in perfect posture. I can conquer the world and remain undefeated..."