Chapter 507

In the space between planes, the God of hot sand, which was penetrated by spider feet, growled unwillingly, and the power in his body was constantly released to the outside world -

his life was threatened, which made him no longer have any unnecessary consideration.

"Let me go! Let me go

Similar to the human voice and like the roar of a lion, his will is attached to the released power and diffused in the plane gap without any material existence.

Hot beams of light shot out of his body, from all over his body, in all directions.

Before the Weaver's action, the corpse of an evil god, which was taken as a snack by the weaver of fate, was instantly melted by this terrible energy, and there was no skeleton left.

And this dense beam of light, of course, shines on the body of the weaver of destiny.

The power of terror runs through the huge body of the weaver of destiny, leaving numerous dense and small holes in its body.

"Xia --" scream, like the squeak of leather friction, from the body of the weaver of destiny.

Then it fell into a rage.

Like a wild animal, the angry Weaver's mouthparts, which are made up of the claw limbs, the jaw leaves of the palpable limbs, the upper lip and the lower lip, gnawed directly into the head of the God of hot sand.

The shield defense formed by the sun like power aroused by the God of hot sand only blocked the mouth for a moment, and was penetrated by the mouth of the weaver of destiny.

The head of the God of hot sand is directly bitten by the mouth of the weaver of destiny, chewed and swallowed.

But the body of the God of hot sand did not cease to move.

At this level, there are basically various means of resurrection, and most of the energy state creatures will not die if they are not completely eliminated.

Although the God of hot sand still retains his physical body, he will not die because his head is gnawed off.

The red light of peristalsis wriggled on the stout neck of the God of hot sand, trying to condense his head.

But -

just at this moment, a dark force full of confusion poured into its body.

The chaotic nature of his head immediately disturbed his action of condensing his head, and the red light wriggled to form strange limbs similar to wings and hands and feet, rather than the head.

And the innumerable beams of light shot out of his body, there was chaos, and there was an explosion before it was launched.

Boom! Boom!!!

The terrible explosion exploded everywhere in the body of the God of hot sand at the same time, breaking his body into pieces. He was biting his fate with his mouthpiece. The weaver was also blasted and roared, and the dark power ripple spread his rage.

But in an instant, the mouthpiece was formed again, and under the control of the angry weaver, it bit the God of hot sand, which had been distorted by chaos and could not be seen.

At this time, a black fog twisted, in front of them formed a whirlpool like door leaf, an evil crow head, out of the door leaf.

At the moment of crow's head appearing, the action of weaver of destiny stops instantly.

And the evil crow's power in the hot sand God's body also forms the counter control instantly, and controls its body.

"The sun and the dead path?" Art looked at the body of the hot sand God. "The path of the sun doesn't need to."

Even if the power of the Raven can be transformed into any power, it does not mean that Yat needs to merge all the roads.

It can even be said that because the power of the evil crow can be transformed into any kind of power, it does not need to merge other forces.

Death, darkness, original sin, bad luck... No other forces beyond his original plan need to be merged.

Although the opposition between the sun path and the dark path is not so strong in the disordered shell world, in most world orders, the sun and the dark will certainly be set as opposites.

This kind of power does not need to be merged and extended into its own path, but only needs to absorb the path of the dead and the sun, and then it can be transformed into food. As for the desert...

this road is of no use to him. It is good to transform it into food together.

The crow's head, which was only the size of an ordinary man, suddenly became huge and became as huge as a planet.

The beak of the crow opens, and the body of the weaver of destiny and the God of hot sand is swallowed by him, assimilated and digested into its own power by the surging evil crow.

This process, in the moment of swallowing, is completed.

After digesting and feeling the growth of his own strength, he remembered that he had accidentally eaten the weaver of destiny.

The weaver of destiny, who was originally shaped by his power, did not provide him with the growth of strength, but made him recover a little consumption.

But it doesn't matter. Just make another one.

The beak of the crow opens its mouth, and Yat spits out the power of a group of evil crows.Under the will of art, the black fog wriggles and becomes a huge black spider, but it is a circle smaller than before.

However, the energy state of life, does not care about the size of the body, only the size of the needle tip and the size of the planet, the strength will not be much difference.

The huge crow head shrank rapidly. After it was made, it waved its spider feet and sent the leftover hot sand God and evil god residue scattered around to the weaver of Destiny: "go and kill the daughter of the vast sea."

Once again, a cloud of black fog was spitting out, and the creeping black fog poured into the Weaver's body. At the same time, there was a God's coordinate in it.

After giving a silent answer, the weaver waved spider's feet, tore the gap between planes, and left the plane where the daughter of the sea was.

Looking at the space fissure which has not been healed because of no order maintenance, Yate ejects a mass of black fog. The black fog creeps and transforms into the space characteristics, and repairs the space cracks completely.

After all this, art's head retracted into the door and disappeared.

"It's almost here, then, let's go!"

...

the outer part of the empty shell.

In the boundless void, a huge black crow like the world is flying towards the empty shell insect.

Under the outer layer of dark feather, there is a plane covered by white fog, and then inward, a plane shrouded by black power like a flame, and then inward, a plane shrouded by turbid desire.

Further inside, it is the last layer of material plane like the world main plane in the shell.

This huge crow is a world.

The huge wings flapped, and the power gushed out from the feathers with the wings shaking. In this dark void without air and any energy, it pushed the huge crow and flew straight to the world in its shell.

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