Chapter 920 Intervention

Chapter 920 Intervention

"Looks like it's almost there..."

Standing outside the ancestor world, looking up at the world, and communicating with the existence in the ancestor world, Adiel smiled and muttered to himself.

As early as when he had not been promoted to the seventh rank, he had sent one of his clones to the ancestor world.

In a flash, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the clone of that world has now been promoted to the sacred, and has even reached the level of the eighth-order.

Such strength, even in the ancestor world, is considered extremely good.

If there is no accident, give him a while, and he will be able to break the barrier and truly advance to the eighth rank.

Such strength has already exceeded Adiel's expectations and can accomplish the goal in his heart.

"It's time to start..."

A faint voice sounded in place.

Standing on the spot, Adier spoke softly, his face was calm, he turned around silently, and left.

In the ancestor world, I felt the disappearance of Adil's figure, and the figure that existed in it slowly lurked, silently closed his eyes, and did not make the slightest sound.

And at this moment, within the world of natural disasters, a battle is beginning.

After tens of thousands of years of silence, the gods launched an offensive again, and began to attack and fight against the world of natural disasters.

The mighty power boiled, and the nothingness was shaken by pieces, and then slowly undulating.

In all directions, waves of power fluctuations are constantly resounding, and that is the fluctuation of the authority of the law. At this moment, it is intertwined in this place, almost turning this place into a sea of ​​laws.

One after another, the power of the law is constantly intertwined, and the mighty power strikes directly beyond the sky, covering the surrounding space.

Under the agitation of this power, the entire world of natural disasters was trembling slightly, shocked by the nearly 100 sacred powers, and felt extremely terrifying.

A soft sound came from all around.

In the center of the battlefield, the God of Death had a grim face, a fierce black robe, and a silver sword in his hand.

He stood here, fighting with a woman in front of him who was red as fire, like a flame incarnate.

The laws of the two were imprinted at this moment, and at this moment, they gradually merged into one place, and the most terrifying battle was launched here.

This is the Crimson Lord, standing in nothingness at this moment, confronting the God of Death head-on.

The power of the two sides was turbulent, constantly shaking here, slowly resounding, and shrouded the four fields.

This is a fight that belongs to the eighth-order existence. If the aftermath of the battle between each other spills out, it will be enough to hit a seventh-order holy.

All around, the surrounding sanctuaries avoided one after another, subconsciously avoiding the battlefield where the God of Death and the Lord of Crimson clashed, daring not to get too close.

However, if you carefully observe the battlefield, you can understand that at this moment, the God of Death and the Lord of Crimson are constantly fighting. The two seem to be evenly matched, but in fact, the God of Death has the upper hand and always keeps the Lord of Crimson under him.

Both are eighth-order existences, and the strength between the two is actually not much different. Even because this place is the native place of the world of natural disasters, there are factors of world consciousness, and the Scarlet Lord can still have a certain upper hand.

But in fact, the situation at the moment is quite the opposite.

The God of Death has a stern face and a deep black robe. In this battlefield, he has always pressed the main player of scarlet red, which is extremely powerful.

"His power has increased again!"

He waved his hand gently and bounced off the long sword swung by the God of Death. The Crimson Lord's face was ashen, and this thought flashed in his heart.

As early as in the past, when this battle had just started, the God of Death was only as powerful as her.

At that time, the strength of the two might be somewhat different, but neither could do anything to each other, and even the Lord of Crimson, under the blessing of the world of natural disasters, could still have a certain advantage.

But as time passed,

Hundreds of thousands of years later, the situation was completely reversed.

The power of the God of Death is getting stronger and stronger, and has gradually suppressed her, even making her a little powerless, and a feeling of powerlessness arises in her heart.

Compared with the God of Death, although her strength has also improved, it is far so terrifying that she can't keep up with the speed of the God of Death's progress.

She didn't understand that this was because of the blessing of the dead world.

Unlike the Crimson Lord, the God of Death is not only the king of the gods in the world of gods, but also the ruler of the underworld, and the master of the underworld.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, by constantly plundering the souls that occupy the world of natural disasters, the power of the world of death is also growing.

The souls drawn by the Styx are, in essence, the resources for the progress of the God of Death, and the best elements for his growth.

But the Crimson Lord does not have this condition.

Therefore, although the conditions of the two may be the same at the beginning, as time passes, the gap will gradually widen.

The gap is not too big at the moment, but if the time is extended to the number of millions of years, then the gap will be extremely obvious.

On one side, not far from the battlefield where they fought, there are two places where turmoil is erupting.

In the other two battlefields, the King of Earth Demon confronts the Endless Dominator, and the God of Destruction confronts the Avatar of Calamity.

They swayed each other on their respective battlefields, and every time they fell, their power was terrifying, making any seventh-order existence terrified.

In the world of natural disasters, there were originally three eighth-order saints, which was certain.

It's just that apart from the Crimson Lord and the Endless Lord, the remaining saint seems to have had some kind of accident. He broke away from the world of natural disasters hundreds of thousands of years ago and went to an unknown distance.

Therefore, in the world of natural disasters at this moment, there are only two eighth-order existences, the Crimson Lord and the Endless Lord.

Two eighth-orders exist, and it is naturally extremely difficult to compete with the three eighth-orders among the gods.

Therefore, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the Crimson Lord and the Endless Lord have always been the side that was beaten, and they were supported by their local advantages.

However, this situation was finally changed tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the entire natural disaster world was in turmoil, and under the support of the infinite natural disaster power, a new eighth-order sacred began to appear.

Under the witness and blessing of the world of natural disasters, the incarnation of natural disasters was promoted to the eighth rank and became a new key combat power.

It was the appearance of the incarnation of natural disasters that brought the situation back to balance again.

Whether it is the world of gods or the world of natural disasters, there are three eighth-order sacreds.

The two sides clashed on each other's battlefields, blocked by their respective top powers.

As for the bottom, the rest of the sacred are also constantly fighting, and it seems to be playing very well.

Although there are a lot of sacred numbers on the side of the gods, the natural disaster world relies on its local advantages and relies on the blessings of world consciousness and arrangements. Although it is at a disadvantage for a while, it is also a good fight with the gods.

Occasionally, you can see ripples coming from the nothingness, and a lawful scream is generated, spreading to all directions.

This is a trace of the fall of a divine being.

Occasionally the gods, and occasionally the Lord of natural disasters.

However, both sides are already used to it.

Hundreds of thousands of years of fighting to death, both sides have long been used to the matter of the divine fall.

Even if I saw it at the moment, it wouldn't say anything.

After all, in the context of today's world confrontation, even if the sacred falls, it will not be as serious as usual.

In the usual times, once a saint falls, he will inevitably face the suppression of his peers, and when he returns again, he may be exhausted.

Not even sure if he will be able to return.

But today, that's not the case.

In the context of the world's confrontation, the power of the world consciousness is continuously blessed, and the power of the source is scattered like no money.

No matter which side of the sacred fall, under the blessing of the power of the world, it can quickly return, and it will never happen in the past.

Of course, having said that, the power required to revive a saint is extremely terrifying after all.

If too many holy numbers fall from a certain party, in the end, the power of the world will be greatly consumed, which is also not conducive to the long-term battle situation.

For this, the two sides naturally understand in their hearts, so they are very careful with each other.

In front of the eyes, the battle is still going on.

As usual, with the continuous progress of the battle, the strength of the natural disaster world side gradually weakened, and the originally arranged defense line was almost collapsed, and it was about to be completely lost.

If there is no accident, in a few hundred years at most, I am afraid that the Lord of Natural Disasters will have to evacuate from this layer of the world and let the archers of this layer of the world away from the gods.

All of this, both sides are very clear in their hearts, and there is no fluctuation in their hearts.

However, at this time, there were still some surprises.

In the middle of the battlefield, the God of Death and the Lord of Crimson are fighting.

They fought against each other in nothingness, and their strength oscillated each other. At this moment, the terrifying force pierced through nothingness, as if to destroy the entire world of natural disasters, and create a big world on this basis.

The God of Death had a grim face, swung the long sword in his hand, shot out the light of death, and leaped forward.

Behind him, the phantom of the underworld gradually appeared, and the aura that belonged to the big world emerged and pressed forward together.

"Give me back!"

In the face of this blow, the Scarlet Lord's face was calm, not only did not flinch at all, but went head-to-head and went directly towards the blow.

The mighty power emerged, the place was twisted, and even nothingness was penetrated, and chaos appeared.

Under the aftermath of this power, the figure of the God of Death slowly retreated back, just as he was about to continue rushing forward and continue to confront the Lord of Crimson.

But at this moment, an inexplicable strange feeling suddenly rose from his body.

A faint ripple swept all around, and then a mortal sense of danger rose suddenly.

Feeling this feeling, he turned around abruptly, just to see aside, an existence also wearing a black robe, with the light of life on his body smiling, coming towards him at this moment.

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