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Danger.

Extremely dangerous.

This was Dawn's first reaction after catching a glimpse of the human silhouette in the boiling crimson.

At the same time, with one-third of the godhead on his body, he was also warning, and he could clearly feel the level gap between himself and the crimson figure.

Such a degree of pressure from the gap in godhood was something that Dawn had never experienced before facing the demigod Storm God and Red Fish, and even when he almost encountered the Green Crow Man in Adele's dream!

This is definitely the pressure from the gods.

As for the identity of the other party, it can be basically confirmed without thinking about it.

The god who will appear here and can make the whole crimson boil can only be that one—the [war] of the apocalypse!

Before that, Donne had not faced the gods before.

He talked and laughed happily with [Plague], and they didn't even embark on the road to becoming a god when they ate together.

However, that is mainly because the big sister of the evil god is deliberately suppressing her own god attribute, so as to avoid bringing unbearable pressure to the people around her.

But the god who appeared in Crimson was different. He was releasing his divine attributes without any scruples and scruples.

So much so that it brought a strong sense of oppression to the entire piece of crimson, and even the entire boundless dreamland.

It feels like telling the world: "I am a god!"

It is also thanks to Donne that he has already embarked on the road to becoming a god, and has a certain authority and rank. Otherwise, if he faced the true god at such a close distance, he would have a high probability of losing his San value, clearing his sanity to zero, and then directly collapsing and going berserk.

"It's broken! As soon as Red Fish was killed, [War] came to the door." Donne called it unlucky in his heart.

He doesn't feel that he has the ability to confront a god directly.

So the best way to deal with it right now is to run away.

Nightmare black energy was lingering around Dorn's body. He wanted to try to forcibly break away from the boundless dream, and then the dream lost its ability to maintain, and the fifty dream subjects would automatically disconnect.

Compared with "disembarking in an orderly manner", such a "forced shutdown" method may bring some irreversible mental damage and side effects to Dawn.

But it's better than being caught outright [by the war].

If there is any substance, the black energy of the nightmare jumped for about a few tenths of a second, and then it seemed to freeze, not moving anymore, like a pool of stagnant water.

Donne didn't get out of the boundless dreamland as he wished, but was firmly nailed in the crimson space.

"The black energy of the nightmare has been suppressed... He won't let me go." Donne looked at the figure in Crimson again with complicated eyes.

The crimson is boiling, and many dreamlike small cyclones are formed and destroyed around [War], rising and dying.

Layers upon layers, like a dream.

If it weren't for the oppressive force of facing the gods, this changed crimson scene would still be quite dreamy and magnificent.

Don couldn't help but clenched his fists.

If you can't run away, can you only fight?

He shifted his gaze slightly to the top of [War]'s head again, and then loosened his fist slightly. The only good news now is that there is no blood bar on the head of this evil god yet.

"The absence of a blood bar means that He has no intention of attacking me yet. Maybe we can delay the time? Wait until...Yuanyuan or Miss Plague comes to rescue me?"

Dawn tried his best to keep calm and think of a way to break the situation.

After entering Crimson, it took him more than two hours of fierce fighting to successfully kill the huge Red Fish.

During this rather long process, Red Fish's owner [War] never showed up.

Therefore, Dawn subconsciously believed that his previous guess was correct——

[War] is probably really held back by the original or [plague].

In this matter, Donne did have a gamble. But now it seems that he made a wrong bet, and things are not what he thought.

After actually seeing [War], Donne's dream perception was only belatedly realized. It seems that [War] has always been in the crimson of this dream.

From beginning to end, all the time.

The argument that the original god and the [plague] contained the [war] simply did not hold water.

I just don’t know why, [War] has been waiting patiently and watching from the sidelines during the entire process of Dorne’s entering the boundless dreamland. It was like watching an exhibition game as Dorn beheaded his pet redfish before belatedly reappearing.

"This guy is so ruthless." Don's thoughts were confused.

Wait until this thought flashes through your mind. In the next second, [War], which was originally 50 meters away, suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in front of Dawn like a ghost.

The distance between the two was suddenly shortened to between three and five meters.

The closer the distance, the higher pressure from the gods is stronger, so strong that it makes people feel suffocated and slightly dizzy.

In addition, it also allowed Don to see the opponent's appearance more clearly——

He was wearing a red robe with a hood, his face was completely covered under the wide hood, and no facial features could be seen.

Compared with this attire, it is slightly inconsistent with the big knife that He holds in both hands, with the tip resting on the ground.

Majestic and murderous.

The broadsword is a symbol of the apocalypse [war].

"It's very interesting. The first time I saw me, I was fighting for the red carp. Do you think I'm heartless?" He asked.

The sound was very vague, and the entire crimson space responded as soon as he opened his mouth, with cascading echoes. So that people can hear the words and phrases in it clearly, but they can't grasp the tone of His speech well.

Dawn can only roughly judge that the other party is a man whose age cannot be distinguished. He is very majestic, but he also seems to have a strange sense of laziness and fatigue.

This kind of fatigue has a strong sense of sight, which can be inexplicably associated with the feeling of being sore and doubled when you wake up if you take a nap for too long.

Seeing the sudden approach of [war], Donne subconsciously took half a step back. He didn't even have time to react to the words of this god of apocalypse, the first thought in his mind was——

What about my teammates?

The original God and [Plague], what the hell are they doing!

No, it doesn't matter what you were doing before, but now you are here to save me!

If I don't rush to the rescue, I will have to confess here today.

Standing opposite [War], his sight covered under the red hood is like a poisonous insect attached to the bone, firmly sticking to Donne who is a bit distracted, making people feel both psychological and physical discomfort .

However, his words are not yet offensive:

"You're quite interesting."

"However, the original creator and Miss Plague in your mouth can't save you. The original god wants to maintain the existence of this world, and often has no time to take care of other things."

"And [the plague]...he can't enter the border of dreams."