One Man’s Power

At this moment, artillery fire roared, and the blood of the sanctification dyed Zhezhou Bay red—it had been half an hour since the counterattack, and the superhuman sanctification and the overlord besieging the gods were about to win a big victory. There were only five or six gods left on the sea, and Tang Hong posted them on the star On the left side of Chen Yan's head, he volleyed and blasted one of the gods of disaster.

"did you see!"

Tang Hong whispered the sound transmission, his palms trembled, and a fire was ignited immediately. The first belief of invincibility and killing gods merged into the devil master, and a wonderful and indescribable change vaguely occurred.

Boom!

The god of disaster turned into golden light all over the sky and once again killed Tang Hong!

Turning his head, turning sideways, he slapped out with a palm.

Like a cannonball popping out of the chamber, like a thousand blades added to the body, with a loud bang, Tang Hong slapped the god's body into the air, seemingly effortlessly - even against the God of Disaster in the deification stage, he can be equally divided, or even slightly better.

bang~ bang~ bang~

Yaojin's divine body was torn apart, and healed completely in the next millisecond, restoring the sacredness and nobility. The eternal and harmless divine body could not see the injuries, but it couldn't bear Tang Hong's follow-up power.

The terrifying strength mixed with will and belief is like a series of volcanoes, erupting one after another, and finally superimposed together.

Wow!

I saw him draw traces in the low sky, and draw a ripple with white waves on the sea surface, like a golden stone splashing water, bounced three or four times in a row, and this god of disaster could barely stop his retreat.

"so……"

Tang Hong withdrew his hand and did not pursue: "Are you sure we are talking about the same disaster god?"

As we all know, the god of disaster, the golden body and even the seven-colored body all have divine power.

Disaster-level deities possessing only a ray of divine power should not be underestimated, and they should not be looked directly at. To become a saint, you must close your eyes.

Breath of God: Hold your breath and fight!

Kamui: Close your eyes and fight!

The ancient overlord is not in this range.

It ignores the power of the gods and eats the breath of the gods, and only the power of the gods can restrain it.

Either the life structure, gene cells are different, or the star dust goose absorbs free energy and transforms it into silver particles and stores it in the body. It can not only look directly at these disaster gods, but also directly look at the colorful body of the gods.

"This is it."

"There are too many envoys, we can only say that they are at the same level." Xingchenyan blinked her green pupils, her 100-meter-high body covered the sunlight, bobbing and sinking on the sea like a hill.

"By the way, Tang Hong, don't you think that the current situation...is the true strength of a different-space divine envoy? Think about it carefully, that is a divine envoy."

Their prefix is ​​'God'.

They represent the supreme will of the gods.

Holy Messenger! Hold the oracle! The so-called God of Disaster is just a human appellation.

"Well."

Tang Hong rubbed his chin. The regular level, the dangerous level, and the catastrophic level are for the convenience of dividing and unifying them.

Xingchen Yan shook his head: "Human beings are not qualified to name them. The real gods of different spaces name them."

"correct."

"I vaguely remember."

"There are more than a thousand altars of gods, and the servants of gods and servants of gods have become a lot stronger... There are ten thousand altars of gods, one hundred thousand, and they will become stronger accordingly. In ancient times, there were about 200,000 altars. At that time, they were not as weak as they are now." Xingchen Yan continued: "I don't know what happened later, the altars of the gods gradually disappeared, there was a lack of food, and we became more and more hungry, so we decided to sleep. "

"Right."

"It doesn't work without hibernation."

"Our overlord will starve to death, there will be a famine, it will be miserable."

Xingchenyan imitated the tone of human beings, seeming to be teasing or sad, but Tang Hong couldn't laugh.

The amount of information in these few sentences is a bit scary.

Tang Hong hurriedly said: "They will become stronger? No way."

There is no record of the deity becoming stronger.

As far as he knows, it has been 20 years since the blockade, and the threat level of the gods is fixed, only a few types are more difficult to deal with. For example, the vacant type, or the void type without entity.

Xingchen Yan laughed aloud: "Yes. You haven't seen it yet."

"long, long ago……"

"I met the envoy alone... Well, I usually escape for my life."

Recalling at this time, Xingchenyan flapped its wings, all of which were unbearable past events. Fortunately, it was able to fly fast, so it was able to escape the pursuit of the angels time and time again.

then.

It comforted Tang Hong: "Don't worry. I believe you will have a chance to see it."

According to the current situation, the Altar of God is destined to continue to rise, probably next year.

The gap in the different space expands to a certain extent, and the manifested one remains unchanged, and the manifested god body will be even stronger in the future.

Xingchenyan patiently explained: "Only when the number of altars of God breaks through the critical point will there be a significant increase."

As for the critical points of magnitude, they are one thousand, ten thousand and one hundred thousand.

further up...

It's not clear either!

"Maybe."

Xingchenyan hesitated for a moment: "When the Altar of God covers this planet, it will manifest 100%."

Xingchenyan believes that the god slave and the god envoy are not projections, let alone clones. The real body of the different space god envoy is thrown into the crack, and departs from there to come to this world.

During this period, the damage was great, and it is likely that he died on the way.

If they want to pass through the cracks and travel through the world, of course they have to pay a price.

Tang Hong twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled: "This is good news."

The body of the gods faded to the extreme, turning into bones of the gods, and they also died completely.

The same is true.

No god is exactly the same.

"That……"

"What's the meaning of the name?" Tang Hong patted the feathers on the surface of Xingchen Goose. The dark feathers were cold, shining with ancient luster under the sun. Drops of water dripped from the surface of the feathers. of strangeness.

Xingchen Yan: "God's name! Every divine envoy has its own god's name!"

A servant of God is not worthy, not qualified.

Tang Hong: "We don't have a name either."

"No."

Stardust Goose shook its head.

Name is a specific name symbol for intelligent creatures to distinguish individuals, and an important symbol to identify individual differences through language and text information.

The name of the god has the prefix of god, which means the real name given by the god. It is unfathomable, holy and sublime. Once you open your mouth to recite it, it will cause divine punishment from a different space.

Maybe the world is not accommodating...

The power of divine punishment is average...

It has never seen it before, and it has never recited the name of a god. These are all information of inherited memory.

"The name of the envoy is unknown. I hope that you can decipher the language of the gods and discover the name of the gods. Then you can follow the divine punishment to see the different dimension and see what the different dimension looks like."

Xingchenyan agrees with the title of different space defined by humans.

It was babbling, and suddenly startled, Tang Hong, who was standing on top of its feathers, got up, flew away through the air, and flew towards the distant sea battlefield at high speed.

Swish! !

Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, nearly double the speed of sound.

Tang Hong closed his eyes and sensed that the source of the three divine powers was like a glorious sun, and there were still three disaster gods left, and the encirclement and suppression of the sainthood had reached the last moment.

"Leave them alive!"

"Don't kill yet!"

Tang Hong immediately sent a voice transmission and flew over. Facing everyone's doubts and tired eyes, he didn't say anything, and proved everything with his actions.

follow closely.

He grabbed a divine body and began to grope, looking for the subtle marks on the divine body.

'An envoy has a name of a god. '

'What will the name of the god be. '

For some reason, Tang Hong's heartbeat accelerated, and the blood flow in his body also accelerated.

I feel uneasy!

The uncontrollable tension of the holy will!

"Tang Hong."

On the second day, Xu Xian said via voice transmission: "What's going on."

Niu Hechuan tilted his head to sense.

With the holy senses, I only know that Tang Hong is entangled with the god body, does not attack, does not kill, and the first belief of willpower is all hidden: "What Tang Hong is doing, it seems to be playing with them."

No killing intent,

No fighting spirit,

As if looking for something.

"What do you mean?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, leaving their lives just to tease the god body?

I'm afraid it's not mentally ill.

The military warships in the distance stopped bombing, and the missiles lost their detonation instructions and fell into the sea one after another.

"well."

"That's it just now." Fang Nanxun pondered for a while: "Let's restrain the other two disaster gods, don't disturb Tang Hong."

Fang Nanxun felt that this incident was unusual, and there was another hidden reason, a deeper reason.

Maybe it has something to do with belief.

The godslayer will become stronger after touching the god's body... This difficulty is indeed difficult to express, and Fang Nanxun did not tell the truth.

"We suppress the other two disaster gods!"

People make decisions.

Immediately afterwards, Asakawa Saint of Sakura Island hurriedly left the encirclement and got on the special plane back home.

at the same time.

Tang Hong's fingertips flew across the surface of the god's body.

Race against time and search with all his strength, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

The God of Disaster exploded at every turn, seemingly self-destructing, but also seemed to perish together. Tang Hong was also distressed. He wanted to touch that line of imprints and learn all the contents before the god envoy blew himself up.

'Has he got a mark? '

‘Is that line of weird marks an exclusive sign of the flying type? '

Tang Hong couldn't help thinking wildly.

next moment.

Like an electric shock, the fingertips passed like thunder, and touched the imprint on the god's body for the third time.

h-a-t-h-o-r!

The Chinese translation is Hathor.

This is the name of the goddess of ancient Egyptian mythology, symbolizing love and beauty. She is also the god of wealth, dance, and music.

‘Recite the name of God...open your eyes...what will I see. '

The corners of Tang Hong's eyes moved slightly.

In the blink of an eye, all thoughts were shattered, and the whole world seemed to go away.

The afternoon sun is particularly dazzling, shining on the blue sea, sparkling, sea breeze, white clouds and waves, forming a clear and clear summer picture.

The warships in the distance stand still,

The warplanes in the sky stand still,

The sun, the clouds, the broken and churning waves were all still.

Time, space, mind, Tang Hong's thinking consciousness was extremely slow at this moment, he couldn't hear the sound of his heartbeat, his blood, muscles, bones and face remained motionless, and a drop of blood fell from his forehead hair.

Alive! Moved! Everything recovers!

It was as if a drop of blood broke the absolute static, ushered in a boiling golden light, and the envoy exploded!

"hathor!"

In front of him is a disaster-level deity.

There are many saints behind him, Fang Nanxun turned his head, Xu Xian was raising his legs high, Niu Hechuan pointed out that Sikong Wuyi's black hair was fluttering, and everyone restrained the other two disaster gods.

"hathor!"

Tang Hong suddenly roared, and the recitation resounded throughout the world.

hathor!

hathor! hathor!

The disaster god in front of him froze instantly, and the body of the god that was about to explode collapsed towards the center, and the incomparable sacred light disappeared.

at the same time.

Tang Hong opened his eyes, he wanted to see for himself.

"That is……"

He saw the appearance of a god, with a bull's body and a human face, and those pale golden pupils were almost like a kaleidoscope. When they rotated, they transformed into countless colors, and there were wisps of golden air intertwined in them. He was in a frozen state that was about to explode.

next moment.

The sky has changed.

The faintly visible blue-gold Optimus Pillar came into Tang Hong's eyes.

"This is God's punishment!?"

From an inexplicable perspective, Tang Hong saw with his own eyes the size of the blue-gold pillar, which was larger than the entire Milky Way.

Unfathomably high.

There is no end in sight.

This scene is somewhat similar to the scene of Xingchen Yan inheriting the memory.

Rumble! ! !

Originating from the depths of the universe, or from another world, the giant blue and gold pillars broke through the earth's atmosphere, and the power to destroy the heavens and the earth divided the galaxy. In front of Hong.

The giant blue-gold pillar filled Tang Hong's field of vision.

The front end of the giant column rests on the eyeball and on the retina.

"well."

A long sigh almost crushed his will, and the scene in front of Tang Hong also changed drastically!