Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

“Boom...”

“Boom...”

Huge footsteps are heard in the fog.

That thick voice is nothing less than a huge thing slowly approaching.

When people discovered the blue tablet, their vigilance decreased after excitement.

After all, it is of the utmost importance to have the inheritance of the strong on the other shore, and everything else is the last resort.

Neither Swordsman nor Oriental Ghost thought so.

Now the true gods who were at war heard this huge footsteps, stopping, looking up at the fog in the distance.

“Hahahaha... Hahaha...” The Oriental Ghost laughed, “Finally! Finally! ”

Luo Zheng turned his head and looked at the giant shadow in the fog. "What do you mean? ”

“It's the devil, the great devil in the abyss," the eyes of the Oriental ghost are full of madness, "I don't need to give up, haha, I'm just waiting for destruction, me, you, you... all die! ”

“Is this demon your incarnation of fear?” Ro asked.

“Yes," the Oriental ghost growled loudly: “So from the moment I entered the land of war, all of you were doomed to fail! Destined to die! ”

Speaking of Oriental ghosts, he couldn't help but rush towards the huge figure slowly walking in the fog...

“How come there's a demon? ”

“Listening to the Oriental ghost, he predicted it as he entered the land of war! ”

“In other words, he knows what he fears, and this demon is the incarnation of fear he summons! ”

After some of the hawks deduced the truth, his face suddenly grew pale, staring at the distant Oriental ghosts all biting their teeth.

“If you want to die, why are you pulling us back?" ”

“This Oriental ghost is outrageous! ”

“It's the devil in the abyss, some of the great devils are like saints! ”

Previously emerged snake spirits, all-touch snakes and other powerful incarnations of fear, they all have the ability to fight.

But in the face of a true demon, they don't deserve to fight!

Pastoral strings and others, previously awakened by the Phantom, also sat on their knees in the original site and were previously frantically extracted by the dispersed Spirit Needle. Pastoral strings and others have suffered serious internal injuries.

Even the inner world has been stirred up.

Now I hear Oriental ghosts, I almost fainted.

“The Orientals are outrageous! ”

“In other words, the moment we enter the land of war, we are doomed to die! ”

“I am unwilling to be sacrificed as cannon ash! ”

Pastoral strings and others are also the elite in the Homen, the peak of the upper realm of God exists, and they also believe that they are the building blocks in the Homen, and the future is unlimited.

It's too worthwhile to be buried with Oriental ghosts like this!

Brothers of the Sword Nation, also put down their swords...

Swordfish's sharp eyes penetrated the layer of fog, staring dead at that huge outline.

“Oh, the Orientals are so harsh,” Mo Nan laughed.

“Is it a good deal to sacrifice the Oriental ghosts and stop us from getting the inheritance of the land of war..." Sword murmurs.

From the perspective of the sword's incognito attitude, both the Swordsmen and the Luo family attach great importance to this battle.

Swordsman also knew that there must be a reason, but now that he saw the Oriental layout, he understood that this battle was more important than he thought.

Luo Yan glanced faintly at the distance and asked: “After leaving a name on this blue stone tablet, it will be inherited... Now everyone's name has been engraved, brother's name is at the top, why is there no sign? ”

What she thinks…

If Rosenfeld is eligible for inheritance, he can leave the place directly, perhaps preserving a life.

But the monument is all bare and bare, and there is no organic legal array.

Luo Yan's words reminded Jianxian.

The reason why the crowd would find this place is because the Rozon proposal changed direction, and then the fog disappeared in an area, and a path of guidance emerged, which eventually led to the discovery of this bluestone tablet.

They have done so on the tablet, why is there no sign of opening the inheritance?

It's just too late to think about this...

The footsteps were getting closer and softer ground began to vibrate.

“Come on, Devil Toole! Kill us, hahahaha, kill us! ”

Oriental ghosts ran and roared.

Soon...

The shadow in the fog gradually became clear.

Tourneau's immense figure appeared in the eyes of all.

Together with Touré, there was the star scale that turned into lightning, and he was always floating beneath Touré, looking at these gods with a cold smile on their faces.

“You…”

Tuer looked down at the Oriental ghost underground.

He felt that Oriental ghosts were familiar, but the devil's mind was too complicated, and it would be difficult to recall someone from the past.

“I remember… I, have seen you,” Tuer said faintly: "Of those hunters in the Abyss Magic, you are the weakest. ”

“Yes, you have seen me, I created you, you are my incarnation of fear!” Oriental ghosts laughed.

Tuer bowed his leg slightly and reached out his huge hand, "You're just an ant, you're not the one who created me. ”

Come on, huge middle finger bouncing hard at Oriental ghost.

“Bang!”

accompanied by a murmur.

The whole Oriental ghost seemed to have been struck by lightning and was instantly ejected. For example, the kite that broke the line flew hundreds of fathers and smashed the ground out of a huge pit, where Oriental ghosts lay dead and unknown.

Tuer knew he existed and was associated with these people.

But he knows better that it cannot be these gods who created themselves.

“So strong...”

Rosen opened her pupils.

Such strength is already Kambian saints, even saints.

“Master, this is the funny kid who can kill me! ”

After Tuer bounced the insane Oriental ghost, the star scale beside him noticed the sign not far away.

Tuer's huge eyes stared at herself, Rosen suddenly felt herself covered by an invisible pressure, and the surrounding air became thick!

“Funny little guy? Huh...”

The voice had just fallen, and Touré's big foot diameter had stepped toward Rosenhead.

This Tour's body looks huge, it seems to be moving slowly, but the absolute speed is extremely fast!

“Eight songs of smoke! ”

Under the great shock of Luo Zheng, the method of exertion backwards and backwards!

Combined with Taoist natural and genuine eight-curve smoke, it has become the magic of skimming and bone exchange.

Tuer's big foot stepped down, forming a very strong wind pressure, while Rosenfeng borrowed the wind pressure to dance faster!

“Boom!”

A giant footprint appeared on the ground, and Tuer's foot was naturally emptied.