The Djinn recognized the scroll, but had no chance to stop it.
It was impossible for Zhan Shen to give them such a chance. As soon as the scroll appeared, he immediately condensed several small sword energy in his palm and directly twisted the scroll into pieces.
The next second, more than ten portals condensed and formed throughout the City of Order.
A dense army of giants poured out of the portal.
Thousands?
tens of thousands?
No, at least hundreds of thousands of people!
Hundreds of thousands of giant armies, all fully armed and lined up neatly, strode onto the land of the City of Order and formed into square formations.
Players who were still fighting **** battles on the front line suddenly saw so many giant reinforcements emerging, and they felt an uncontrollable surge of despair in their hearts.
“Are you kidding me...”
The city lords were dumbfounded, even if there were tens of thousands of people.
Hundreds of thousands...what the **** is this?
But it’s not over yet.
Following this, a divine pressure emerged from one of the portals.
A giant with a slightly fat body and a green feather helmet walked out of the door.
After landing, grab the void with your right hand.
Following his movements, more than a dozen portals were destroyed at the same time.
Now, without the genie’s reminder, everyone knew the identity of this person: it was the owner of these portals—the God of Space.
Seeing the reinforcements all over the ground, looking at this exaggerated number, Seam God, who was being chased all the way, couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart and burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, you’re done…”
Before he could finish laughing, he was interrupted by a cold voice from behind: "Are you laughing? Before we can finish, you will die first!"
The herb collector took advantage of the crowd's attention being drawn to the next door and quietly touched the back of Seam God. He stopped Seam God with a flying kick and kicked him back, just in time to hit Hei Shen who was chasing him over there. On the angel's scythe.
“Pfft!”
Lin Xue was not polite and slashed out with another powerful and heavy sword.
The soul in God Seam's body was again dispersed by 2%, leaving only the last 5% or so.
The **** was so frightened that he didn't dare to mess around anymore. He ran away with his head in his hands and waved his left hand desperately.
Countless suture beasts around them all stopped fighting, were pulled along the suture, gathered around the seam god, and then... merged with the seam god.
One by one, the suture beasts turned into stumps and broken arms under the control of the suture god, and gathered on the surface of the suture god.
Sew God's body quickly became bloated, and countless severed hands and feet gathered around the body, making it difficult for Seam God to move.
But he still didn't stop, and continued to sew up the upper body of the beast's body. He didn't distinguish the position of the body, and just pasted it on at will, not rejecting anyone who came.
Hundreds of decomposed flesh and blood of giant beasts were haphazardly pieced together on the body of Seam God. When the body surface was full, they continued to piece it together to the outside...
In this weird scene of random stitching, in less than half a minute, the figure of the sewing **** was completely invisible.
In its place was a giant seam creature that was hundreds of meters tall and as fat as a rolling ball.
Lin Xue frowned when he saw this scene, and rushed forward, swinging the sickle, and struck out at the weak spot on the suture beast's body.
“Pfft!”
Hits easily with one knife.
Because it was too bulky, this giant suture beast moved extremely slowly, and its counterattack was delayed for several seconds, and even Lin Xue's exhaust failed to catch up.
However, the soul cut out by this sword is not that of the God of Stitching, but that of an ordinary Stitching Beast...
"He forcibly hid his true body inside the Suture Beast..." Lin Xue immediately understood the Suture God's plan.
The only thing that can hurt the soul is Lin Xue's scythe, and the scythe's attack must be hit at close range. In theory, as long as a thick enough 'flesh turtle shell' is laid on the outer layer of the body, when the thickness exceeds the scythe's attack Within the scope, there is naturally no danger of having one's soul cut off.
“Then dig him out!” said the herb gatherer.
After speaking, he rushed forward without hesitation and launched a frantic attack on the flesh and blood severed limbs on the outside of the giant suture beast, trying to cut a passage and pull out the suture **** hidden inside.
Others also reacted immediately and rushed to help, launching fierce attacks everywhere around the Seam God.
Anyway, they don’t have to worry about being counterattacked, they can finally unleash their output to their fullest.
However, everyone soon discovered that no matter how they attacked and how many wounds they tore open on the outside, they would soon be stitched up again.
They attacked for a long time, but were still unable to break through the outermost flesh and blood.
In this state, the God of Seams no longer needs to control many sewing beasts. He only needs to huddle comfortably in the protection of the 'turtle shell' and concentrate on sewing the peripheral wounds. He unexpectedly enters a pseudo-invincible state, and everyone suddenly There's really nothing you can do against him.
“My day, so wretched!”
Blue Beard couldn't help but curse inwardly. He didn't feel embarrassed that a 12-star high-level **** was killed by a group of them who didn't become gods until he huddled in a turtle shell and didn't dare to show his head, but in front of hundreds of thousands of god-devouring beasts. ?
"Haha, you can't kill me... I'll kill you!" Inside the turtle shell, Seam God was even talking.
After walking through the gate of hell, even the seeds of divine power were exploded. The God of Seams had no future. At this time, he didn't care about his dignity. If he could survive, he would be a victory!
…
Let’s not mention the seam **** who was retracted into the turtle shell for the moment. He was on the other side of the barrier at the moment.
Looking at so many giant soldiers appearing in an instant, the watchman also took a breath.
“I’ll go! Xiaoba, can you still handle this?”
“Do you think this uncle is completely here?” Ju She spat out the letter and frowned.
If the main body is here, of course it is not afraid. No matter how many of these ordinary giants come, they can be turned into ashes at will.
But now, after all, it is just an inconspicuous clone of the main body. Its real strength is not even one percent of the main body. It is okay to face a single individual, but it is impossible to launch a large-scale attack.
"What's more, there is a space **** at the scene... I will protect your safety at most." Ju She said solemnly.
"Oh my God, the two armies are fighting. What's the use of just protecting me? You have to kill the enemy!" said the watchman. It took a lot of effort to call out Mr. Snake. If he didn't use it to kill the enemy, wouldn't the risk be in vain?
“Tsk.” Gu She smacked her lips impatiently, thought for a moment, then frowned and said, “At most, I’ll help you suppress one of these two gods!”
"Okay, okay... But we can suppress it. How about we stop trying harder and suppress both of them together?" the watchman asked tentatively.
“Do you think this is grocery shopping?” Ju She glared at him.
It's fine if it's just two weak gods, it won't be afraid of a few more.
But the two gods in front of them are both top gods, and now they are in a weak stage. It is good to be able to control one, but it is almost impossible to control two at the same time.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Ju She, who makes you so strong? Just one, just treat us as if we suffer some losses, and we will deal with the rest ourselves." The watchman had no choice but to compromise.
“Hmm…” Gu She spat out the letter and nodded.
But then he frowned again, feeling that something was not quite right about this conversation. Obviously he was forced to help the Fool fight, so the Fool should be grateful, right? Why does it sound like I'm here to help you?
“It’s so ugly…”
On the other side, the God of Space walked out of the door. He saw the God of Death who had been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his head was covered with blood. He also saw on the other side, the God of Space who had been killed and retracted into a turtle shell. He couldn't help but sneer: "Unexpectedly , you two arrogant guys will actually fall into such a miserable situation one day..."
“However, the Chief Executive should have warned you of the Fool’s threat in advance. Don’t tell me that you did this because you underestimated the enemy...”
A space node that can instantly transport troops over a large area can only be condensed once every hundred years, and the resources consumed in the process are countless. It is a precious prop at the strategic level. There are not many such things in the entire New Protoss today. They are all arranged in in cities with key locations.
“If you activate it on a whim, you know the consequences!” said the Space God. Zhan Shen's eyebrows twitched, he raised his chin and pointed forward: "Stop talking nonsense, you have the ability to ridicule me, why not take a look at the current situation first."
The God of Space then turned his head and looked.
“With a snake?”
The first thing I noticed was the giant snake head not far away.
The God of Space frowned, but soon relaxed.
"It's just a miniature clone. Don't tell me that you were scared by this thing."
Zhanshen said nothing and motioned for him to continue watching.
The God of Space looked to the next door again, where several figures were besieging the Seam God.
"The God of Wind, God of Fire, God of War, God of Light... they are just minions who have not become gods..."
“Djinn? Isn’t this guy dead yet…”
“That scythe, the God of Death…and the machinist’s legacy…no wonder the Seam God was restrained…”
The God of Space's expression finally became serious. With just a few glances, he quickly guessed the cause and effect of the situation on the other side. He was not too surprised that the Sea God was bullied into a coward by a group of little guys.
The God of Space turned back and looked at the only figure at the back, Mu You.
"Fool, the pen of order? Has the successor of order been born again..."
The God of Space frowned, seeming to recall the high-spirited Fool who also wielded the pen of order a thousand years ago. Sure enough, he should have been more decisive at that time and directly drove them all away. This group of Fools will always remain. It's a disaster...
“It seems like the problem lies with you.”
"So…"
The God of Space looked at Mu You and raised his right hand from a distance.
In Mu You's sight, the God of Space, whom he had been staring at, suddenly disappeared from the spot.
At the same time, the second half of the sentence sounded from behind Mu You, just a short distance away: "...I'll just take you down first!"
At the same time, there was the sound of a palm slapping through the air.
Muyou urgently activated the endless top.
The top rotates, the limit opens instantly, and everything falls into stillness.
Mu You looked back, and sure enough, the God of Space had appeared behind him, and his palm was about to touch the back of his head.
Mu You hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, he quickly condensed three targeted order spells above his head: Song of Peace, left first, turn-based.
Soon, the limit will be lifted.
The God of Space looked at the figure that disappeared instantly beside his palm, doubts flashed across his face, and he quickly realized something.
“The authority of time?”
"It's a pity that the control of time is too rough. Otherwise, we could trade time for space..."
“However, order plus time, does this little guy also plan to develop in the direction of heaven just like the leader?”
The God of Space turned back and glanced at Zhanshen, giving him a "weird" look. He finally understood why Zhanshen was forced to do this.
“It’s really a disaster, so I won’t be able to keep you!”
As soon as the voice of the God of Space fell, he teleported away again.
Mu You knew that the opponent would attack continuously, so he activated his super sense to the extreme early and used all his strength to sense the opponent's location.
Unfortunately, the teleportation of the God of Space was really fast and a bit unreasonable. By the time he sensed it, the wind of the God of Space's palm had drifted to his forehead again.
The three haloes above Mu You's head shattered in succession.
Song of Peace, left first, turn-based.
The palm of the God of Space destroyed these three rules. The right arm he waved was immediately entangled with three chains of order.
Fortunately, although the God of Space is fast, he does not have the perverted attack ability of the God of Killing. Under the constraints of three consecutive rules, he finally offset the power of the opponent's palm.
The right hand of the God of Space stayed in front of Mu You, unable to move forward for a moment.
Mu You took the opportunity to activate the speed of blood law, widening the distance, and at the same time launched a demon counterattack.
A shadow of the Demon God's Fist appeared above the God of Space and hit him hard.
However, before the counterattack fist could hit, the God of Space teleported away again, leaving the Demon God's Fist in vain.
The next moment, the God of Space appeared in another location not far away, looked at Mu You, and then teleported again.
“Gan, there really isn’t any cooling at all…”
Mu You knew without thinking that the opponent would definitely teleport to him again to attack, so he hurriedly raised his pen to write down the rules.
However, as soon as Mu You raised his pen, the enemy's voice sounded in his ears again.
“Too slow! I won’t give you time to write the rules!”
This time, the God of Space appeared from the side and struck him with a palm. Mu You seemed to be unable to escape...
Just at the critical moment, Mu You suddenly felt the light and shadow in front of him change.
He returned to the position a second ago, and in the distance, the demon's fist had just been swung.
“Backtrack?”
Mu You was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt pleasantly surprised.
Although it is only a short second of rewind, time has indeed flowed back!
Pocket watch, has it been restored?
Mu You hurriedly looked inside. The three-legged divine power in his mind was still silent, and there was no response to his call.
Even so, the retracement just now cannot be false. In other words, the pocket watch may not have fully recovered, but it is definitely conscious and will take the initiative to help him at the critical moment.
Mu You is determined.
In the blink of an eye, the God of Space attacked again.
But this time, Mu You predicted the opponent's attack time and direction in advance, so it was much easier to avoid it.
The God of Space appeared from the right side and struck with a palm, but Mu You coincidentally turned back at this moment and rolled to the left, just in time to avoid the blow.
The God of Space looked at the palm that was empty again and frowned: "It's another fluctuation of time, but it's different from just now... Backtracking?"
The God of Space and the God of Time are mortal enemies who have been fighting for countless years, so they are particularly sensitive to various time abilities.
"Damn it, Xiaoba, don't just watch, actually help me!" The watchman watched the main body being chased, but Gu She remained indifferent, and suddenly became anxious: "Don't forget that I will die even if the main body is gone, you I will also finish the game!"
“Haha, don’t worry, this little devil won’t get killed that easily.”
The snake sneered. It had long seen that the trump card in this kid's hand was useless, so it didn't care about Mu You's safety at all. Instead, it wanted the kid to suffer.
The snake spit out the vomit and turned its head to glare at the God of Space.
“However, you, fat boy, don’t take me seriously enough!”
“This snake didn’t even move, who asked you to do it first?”
The snake's pupils suddenly expanded, and an indescribable terrifying pressure pressed towards the God of Space.
The God of Space's expression was momentarily dull, his spirit was severely damaged, and blood began to bleed from his nose, eyes, and mouth. He stood there like a scarecrow, his face twisted in pain, unable to move at all, and even the divine power in his body stopped flowing. (End of chapter)