Qin Ze blinked. Who's here?
Suddenly, a rift opened in the sky Abyss, as if someone had cleaved it open with a heavy knife.
The Tyndall effect created by white light shining through thin clouds gives the impression of being bathed in holy light at first glance.
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
He sensed a repulsive aura seeping from the torn sky.
It's Strange God.
The God of Machinery had anticipated this long ago.
Qin Ze thought of that guy who had recently gone on a killing spree in the Abyss.
He hadn't planned to meet the other person so soon, but he didn't expect to run into them anyway.
Countless white feathers fluttered down from the cracks in the sky, accompanied by high-pitched and melodious chants, as if they were sacred sounds from Heaven.
Qin Ze was taken aback.
Is this the entrance effect for the Strange God?
Are you sure there's no mistake?
The clones on the Local Area Network were buzzing with discussion.
"It looks like a top-tier, righteous fighter has appeared."
"Compared to this, the complete form of the Pretty God is simply too evil."
"The protagonist of justice has finally arrived! The Pretty God, prepare to die!"
"An angel?"
"It could also be God himself."
"..."
As the chanting reached its climax, a humanoid creature, a hundred meters tall, slowly emerged from the crack.
His main color was white, with purple stripes crisscrossing in front of him.
In the center of each of her breasts was a black eye, as calm and still as an ancient well.
Hundreds of white tentacles, like flowing long hair, stretched out from behind him and swayed gently in the air.
And each tentacle, from head to tail, is covered with countless eyes.
They were blinking wildly, as if they were using a flash.
As for the face, it had no facial features whatsoever.
Even if you pick up the head separately, you can't tell the front from the back.
Both righteous and wicked.
This was the first time Qin Ze had such a direct feeling about this adjective.
Eerie, yet sacred.
The God of Machinery said calmly, "These guys are like dogs; they'll come chasing after you at the slightest smell."
"Although it was a bit troublesome, you've unexpectedly done me a great favor this time."
As he spoke, the God of Machinery glanced at the Sha Zhenzhu not far in front of him.
With just a glance, Sha Zhenzhu's body twisted into a sphere.
The Zhenzhu of Pain could not speak. His first impression of the God of Machinery was similar to that of the Sand God, but even more terrifying.
Before the God of Machinery, Sha Zhenzhu was like a recruit, unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.
Zhenzhu's heart was in turmoil.
How could this sword cultivator so easily converse with such a terrifying being? Just who is he?
The God of Machinery glanced at the Zhenzhu only once before looking away.
"That's not how I use my power."
Qin Ze thought to himself, " The Sand God is indeed inextricably linked to the God of Machinery."
Buzz--
Qin Ze suddenly noticed a strange movement in the air nearby.
With a loud "boom," the God of Machinery, which had been stepping into the air, landed on the ground, leaving a crater several meters deep beneath its feet. All the strange beasts within a radius of a hundred meters were reduced to dust.
Qin Ze was speechless; yet another enemy prioritizing attacks on friendly forces.
The Strange God struck first, standing high above the heavens, looking down at the God of Machinery like a king.
The God of Machinery scoffed, "I'm not used to having dogs standing on my head."
boom--
The Strange God was pressed to the ground by an invisible force, staggered, and his previous composure vanished.
The God of Machinery scoffed, "In the past, you wouldn't even have been qualified to see me."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows.
Are there different ranks of deities?
No wonder he is one of the Four Pillar God.
The Strange God was enraged by the God of Machinery' words.
The tentacles behind Him lashed out like whips, relentlessly striking the God of Machinery.
Meanwhile, the nanobots surrounding the God of Machinery converged and wove into tentacle-like structures, always able to Precision intercept the opponent's tentacles.
White streaks of light flashed back and forth, filling the air with deafening Sonic Boom.
A vacuum zone was formed within a few kilometers of the battlefield between the two gods.
Whether it was a strange beast or a nearby clone, they were all annihilated into dust by the aftershocks of the battle.
Even so, the clones were still eager to try.
"A pureblooded Strange God ~ Let me have a lick."
"I want to touch it!"
"Where's Brother Devour? Hurry up and throw me over there! I'm going to unleash a palm strike that descends from the sky!"
"So many eyes, it's giving me trypophobia."
So many eyes! I want to poke them all up with my fingers!
"..."
The Little Butterfly instantly transformed into "Mrs. Cow," and the Strange God became the new "Sweetheart" for his clones.
Everyone rushed forward, eager to be the first to achieve the feat of getting the Abyss Pureblood Strange God's face covered in mud.
As for the Strange God, He paid no attention to these buzzing flies.
Qin Ze watched the God of Machinery and the Strange God locked in a fierce battle, and couldn't help but feel a dark expression on his face.
Doesn't anyone notice him?
Who is the main character anyway?!
Brother Devour asked on the Local Area Network, "What do we say now?"
Qin Ze thought for a moment and said, "Let's trap the butterflies first and let them fight it out."
The negative buffs applied to the Chaos Beast are gradually disappearing.
If we don't act now, the Little Butterfly will really fly away.
The Brother Devour suddenly burst out from underground, its several arms like chains, tightly binding the Chaos Beast.
The Little Butterfly let out a mournful cry, completely powerless to resist, and could only let the Brother Devour pleased.
Qin Ze's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he shouted, "Watch out!"
Brother Devour hurriedly grabbed the Little Butterfly and dodged, trying to escape by Void Traversal, but it was too late.
A black light flashed and disappeared in an instant, Brother Devour lost an arm.
A ghost Strange God Strange God emerged from the void.
However, it was entirely black, resembling the shadow of that white, Strange God.
The battle- Brother Devour did not give his opponent a chance to launch a second attack.
The Abyss maw on its abdomen emitted a beam of pure energy, pushing the black Strange God a hundred paces away.
Meanwhile, Brother Devour's severed arm has been fully restored.
Qin Ze watched the black, Strange God with great interest.
shadow?
Or were they born Twins?
As expected, those who were able to arrive at the Abyss as the "vanguard" of the Strange God all possessed a special skill.
Qin Ze secretly lamented, "If only the Strange God also had Soul Orb."
The black- Strange God, having failed in its sneak attack, immediately turned its attention to Qin Ze, its entire body radiating murderous intent.
The Mist Lord, seated atop the clouds, gloated, "Didn't you want protagonist treatment? Now you've got it."
Qin Ze said to Brother Devour, "Let's take our spoils and leave first."
Immediately, Qin Ze beckoned to the black-clad Strange God with his finger. "As for Him, let me test His strength first."
Seeing Qin Ze's disdainful actions, the Black Strange God flew into a rage.
The eyes on His body blinked faster and faster, the flashes of countless eyes merging into one, plunging Qin Ze into a white blur.
On the high-speed train from Jiuzhaigou back to Chengdu, arriving in Shenyang tomorrow night, and returning to my little stinky house the day after tomorrow. Updates will resume as normal.