Mysterious journey

The properties have reached an incredible level.

Garen himself didn't know how much damage he could cause if his strength and other aspects were fully exerted.

He only knew that the last time he was chased by the body of the God of Death, it only caused him a small injury, and he recovered naturally in almost half a day.

"Will you come with us for this decisive battle?" The Lord of Lies whispered an invitation.

"Is this the final battle?"

"The last battle." The Lord of Lies nodded. "Your strength has reached a point where it cannot be improved. Perhaps the battlefield can give you some insights."

Garen nodded slowly.

The only thing he can do now is to keep building on his attributes, and his attributes are slowly improving every moment.

A large number of potential points have been turned into attribute points, and the calculation power of the conscious brain can hardly see the bottom line. He has never even fought with all his strength.

When his attributes exceeded one thousand points, he gained an additional special supernatural ability that was like a qualitative change.

Natural bursts of power can cause huge earthquakes, while agility can produce ultra-long-distance teleportation and is immune to all time-based spell-like ability restrictions.

His constitution is the ability of super-speed regeneration. He can use the super-speed regeneration ability once a day. As long as the body is still more than 50% intact, he can regain his complete body. All that is consumed is potential points.

Intelligence once again produced a double-whammy effect. The effect of a hit will automatically burst out twice as much damage instantly.

In fact, even Garen himself understands that he has surpassed ordinary true spirits, and the terrifying effects brought about by his attributes alone are enough to crush many existences.

No one knows how powerful the power of a thousand points is, except himself. Even the Lord of Lies hasn't seen him take action for a long time.

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The seventh battlefield

The Distorted Demon Lord opened up an energy-distorted space located in the middle of the main material plane, between the Alliance of Gods and the Mother River Alliance.

The battle between the True Spirit Demon Lord and the gods turned this area into a dead zone. The fall of the God of the Moon and Love turned this area into an unpredictable and mysterious place.

Dark night shrouds all areas here. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary mountain range. But when you enter a certain area, you will be taken away by a distorted force of time and space and enter another space world.

There was no extra cannon fodder from other legions, not even senior generals were carrying.

The Alliance of Gods has been trapped in a defensive sphere here, fighting for the final battle against the trapped beasts.

Garen followed the Lord of Lies to join the teams of the Temple of the Void and the Mother River Alliance and headed directly to this area. Finally, make the final battle for the victory of this world. In fact, everyone knows that there is basically no suspense this time. The victory or defeat has actually been decided as early as the first moment of the void invasion.

The Void of the Mother River is an innumerable huge universe, and the biological groups produced by each universe are almost the same as this world. For such a large group to invade such a small world, this is the disparity in power between the big worlds.

During the war, the experience of void creatures and true spirits reached the most powerful level in history. The power of the gods was weakened to an extremely weak level because their believers were slaughtered.

It is conceivable that this last battle may be the final display of the local world, and perhaps there will no longer be any traces left.

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In the gray mist, Garen and his team were walking on a path in the forest.

On the side is a cliff with wooden railings erected, which extends to an unknown distance ahead in the mist.

In the distance, you can faintly hear the cry of birds, maybe an owl, maybe some other creature.

The entire team was covered in pitch black cloaks, covering their entire bodies so that their faces could not be seen, and even every bit of skin on their bodies was covered up.

The same goes for Garen. When he raised his head, he could only see the back of the person walking in front of him. It is also a dark and worn black cloak. Only the faint sound of footsteps could be heard next to her.

He turned sideways and glanced at his right side. The familiar face of the Lord of Lies was hidden under the cloak, and only a little outline could be seen from the side.

"This is the Lost Road. The Lost True Spirits teamed up with all the True Spirits to use the Godhead and Divine Kingdom of the Moon Goddess to cover this place with the power of their dreams, turning this place into a huge world, or in other words, a A small universe.”

A voice as thin as a gnat came from the front of the team. It was a woman.

Garen's heart moved, and he recognized the voice of the Twisted Demon Lord.

"On the lost road, only by following this black cloak team can we get out of the real fog. Otherwise, even the gods will not be able to leave this light blue fog." The Twisted Demon Lord whispered.

The black cloaked team walked forward rustlingly, turned a corner, and walked for who knows how long.

Suddenly, a woman in black holding an umbrella appeared in the middle of the road ahead. Her face was covered by the black umbrella and could not be seen, but she stood upright in the middle of the road, facing the approaching team of black cloaks. Silent.

"Don't look at her!" Garen was about to take a closer look when suddenly the Lord of Lies slapped him on the back of his hand.

"That's the symbol of chaos here that represents chaos!"

"A symbol of chaos?"

"Well, anyone who looks at her face will be completely lost in this fog. At the beginning, this symbolic condensation deceived three middle gods and one upper god in the local world." The Demon Lord of Lies said in a low voice. Transmission Road. "Okay, stop talking."

Garen immediately stopped what he was about to ask.

Following the team, he slowly walked past the woman with the black umbrella. The woman stood quietly in the middle of the road, letting the black cloaked team pass by on both sides of her.

Garen could only see her feet.

They were a pair of human woman's feet, fair and delicate, wearing red shoes, but there were many black spots on them, giving people a knotty feeling.

After passing the woman with the black umbrella, the team walked some distance before letting out a slight sigh of relief.

"Everyone must be careful not to leave the Black Cloak team. Don't rashly touch the Black Cloaks who are not our members in this team. They know a lot about this spontaneous natural phenomenon in this small world. It is not an entity. What will happen after touching it Things I can’t control either.”

The Twisted Demon Lord warned.

"Now it seems that the gods have also released something, which has caused the entire small dream world to escape the control of Lord Lost True Spirit. It is filled with many things that we cannot understand."

Garen's heart suddenly trembled.

At first, he thought that the entire black cloak team was a demon lord or a true spirit, but now it seemed that many of them were not at all.

With a little vigilance in his heart, he continued to follow the team on the foggy path. On the left are black woods swaying in the wind, on the right are a row of black railings, and outside are mist-shrouded cliffs.

This progress seems to last for who knows how long.

Finally, about half an hour later, the fog around the team gradually faded away.

Uh-huh!

Garen's mind suddenly sank, his eyes blurred, and he suddenly realized that he had left the original fog-shrouded area.

He was standing under a deep starry sky, dotted with stars, surrounded by dense black woods. He was also standing on a winding path,

The only difference is that there are woods on the left side of the path, and large bald trees on the right side. The tops of the trees are floating like trays, holding up rounds of pale golden and red moons.

It was as if the moon from the sky fell down and landed on the tops of these big trees.

"Falling into the realm of gods." The voice of the Lord of Lies reached Garen's ears.

"Garen, be careful. This is a chaotic time and space area. You must not leave this path. Once you leave, you will be thrown into a chaotic time and space rift from which no one can return."

"Now each of us cannot see the others and can only move forward by our own choices. From now on, you may encounter gods trapped on this road. The battle has officially begun. Don't worry about attacking and destroying What, even the true body of the Lost Spirit cannot destroy anything here." The Twisted Demon Lord reminded.

"The moon on the big tree next to it, each round represents the demon lord or god who has fallen here."

Garen suddenly became wary.

This is a world as strange as a dream. In other words, the Lost Spirit is simply a dream that has moved into this big world of the universe. The use of completely different dream rules limits the local advantages of the gods.

He looked around and saw no one.

Walking slowly forward, Garen took off his black cloak and carefully sensed everything around him.

As a high-ranking demon king, not even a true spirit, his familiarity with dreams is naturally far beyond what ordinary demon kings and gods can compare to.

After walking forward for a while, Garen saw two chairs placed beside the forest on the roadside.

Black wooden chairs were placed opposite each other on the grass, as if someone else had sat on them just now.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and there was an unconscious sense of depression slowly spreading.

"The chairs on the roadside represent temporary stay and rest." Garen's face moved slightly. He strode towards the chair.

puff.

Suddenly everything in front of him suddenly shattered, his vision blurred, and he had appeared above a vast sea of ​​white clouds.

A whale made up of huge white clouds was jumping up from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and then jumped into the clouds.

In the sky above the whale, there are already large blood-colored balls like cocoons suspended.

"The power of dreams." Garen instantly recognized the nature of these big balls. This is the most commonly used method by the True Spirit Demon Lords to block the aftermath of the battle. Each blood cocoon represents a battlefield, where at least one demon lord or true spirit is engaged in a desperate battle.

About a dozen large balls were suspended quietly above the sea of ​​clouds, motionless and without any movement or sound.

"It's time to end everything." Suddenly a sharp voice came from behind Garen.

He turned around suddenly and saw two golden balls of light rushing out from under the sea of ​​clouds and hitting him directly.

"Tiamat? There is another one, the God of Death?" Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two golden balls of light flying rapidly.

The ball of light suddenly turned into two figures, one white and one red. One is a weirdo with five heads, and the other is dressed in black robes, with only a pair of bright red eyes on his face.

The two divine powers intertwined and instantly enveloped Garen.

‘The godhead covered by the divine power domain has not reached the minimum standard of function, and the body constitution is immune’

The conscious brain gave instant feedback, and the two divine powers were immediately immune to Garen.

His physique, which has thousands of points, has reached a level that is unprecedented and unprecedented. Most of the divine power in the world, as long as they are not high-level gods, can be directly immune.

"Despicable void creatures! Even if they are destroyed together, you will not get the whole world!!" The God of Death said in a low and angry voice.

"Despicable?" Garen raised his eyebrows. Suddenly he saw the two gods raising their arms, and the five-color dragon breath and the black-red light of death exploded directly, and his eyes were directly flooded into a large area of ​​colorful lights.

Bang! !

One punch.

Garen just punched lightly.

All the attacks composed of divine power in front of him collapsed like bubbles.

The huge force squeezed everything, and even the space created dense black cracked spider webs, spreading towards the two gods.

Spider webs like black tree branches crazily covered a large fan-shaped area in front of Garen.

Poof!

There were two crisp sounds, and the two gods quickly dodged away, just avoiding the edge of the spider web.

"Hide?" Garen's expression remained unchanged.

Another punch was thrown in the direction of the two of them.

boom! !

A huge shock rippled through his fist, and the two quickly dodged again. Just from the vibrating power fluctuations, they knew that Garen's power was far beyond the scope of understanding. If the evil beasts of the star world have always possessed power and blasphemous abilities that the gods were afraid of, Then Galleon's power is a rule-like thing that can destroy everything when it reaches its extreme.

That huge shock was purely a naturally derived terrorist attack.