"One country..."
Azathoth (the leader of the old rulers and outer gods, the lord of all things, and the head of the demon gods) looked at the small stone in his hand and hesitated a little. Eating such an unscrupulous thing would not spoil his stomach, right?
But the strong sense of energy enrichment emanating from the small stone continued to seduce it, causing Azathoth to hesitate for only a tenth of a second before decisively throwing it into his mouth and swallowing it with a groan. Well, it tastes good! Abundant energy instantly fills its stomach, making it "full" in the blink of an eye.
The energy was still radiating continuously. Azathoth clicked his lips with satisfaction, closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while - for a short moment, Azathoth felt his stomach The idea of hitting that small stone seems to be that the small stone wants to "explode it" with energy! This struck Azathoth as amusing, a joke he hadn't heard in years.
Azathoth has no "stomach" and no entity. The so-called flesh balls and tentacles are all false appearances and are external extensions of the essence of the Crusu gods. They are born of evil, but they are not evil themselves. After growing and dominating this dimension, they have become more powerful than evil, and Crusu is the rule of this dimension.
The infinite world has infinite dimensions, and the dimensions themselves are infinite.
So, how can you "explode" an infinite dimension?
The birth of the Crusu gods cannot be verified. It is said that they were imprisoned by older gods. But once the Crusuans were freed, they became even more powerful. To extraordinary creatures and gods, Crusu is like some kind of infectious disease, some kind of virus - anyone who is touched by them will inevitably be contaminated. They will struggle with their own dark emotions such as madness, cruelty, and bloodlust all their lives until they die or are swallowed by darkness... and become the new Crusu.
As the wonderful energy was continuously inhaled, Azathoth's flesh tentacles began to grow wildly like weeds, and then turned into new flesh balls on Azathoth's huge body, and finally merged into one... This time, Azathoth felt that he could unify the "Old Dominators" again.
——Before being imprisoned by the ancient god, Crusu did not distinguish who was Avgomon and who was Atrak Nakoa. The long life in captivity has turned them into individuals with slightly different natures. Now, Azathoth, who has obtained new energy, finally has a way to unify them... just with food.
In another world, just when Lu Yuan was being swallowed, Feng Jian Youxiang frowned at the same time and turned to look in the direction of the sky.
The blood in the sky was as dark as blood stains that had been there for several days. And at the feet of Feng Jian Youxiang, the fragments of the corpse of the mad warrior have piled up into a hill! Blood flowed like a river through the streets.
Even though she knew she had fallen into a trap, Feng Jian Youxiang was not worried at all. But she felt that Lu Yuan was playing something in her consciousness, which made her a little worried - she always felt that if Lu Yuan continued to play like this, sooner or later he would lose it... In her opinion, Lao Lu's guarantee was not as good as... With that piece of paper, the only people who get into trouble are those who swore they would be fine.
Although Youxiang always has a cold face, as if she doesn't care about anything, in fact, it's all a cover-up - there's a bit of... aunt in her character (shh~~~). Otherwise, Lu Yuan would not have been given the life-saving seed.
"Then, let's deal with you as soon as possible..."
She clenched her fists and said coldly to the sky.
The purple smoke emanating from her body turned into a fine gauze battle suit, covering the outside of the "Sunflower Field", as if putting a blouse on the machine armor!
As Lu Yuan and his team members grew up, the enemies the team had to face became more and more powerful - from the rebels of an island country, to a crazy goddess, to a boring main god, and even A new millennium saint like Ren Shou! It can be said that the Dawn Group fought all the way today!
(Reader: Huh? Didn’t the comedy group escalate by complaining all the way? Lu Yuan: Who are you? Don’t leave after school if you dare!)
Now, the enemies they have to face have become the mythical Old Dominator Crusu, and the Blood God among the Four Evil Gods of Chaos in Warhammer of the Ancients! Is this progress or regression? I always feel that when they defeat this wave again, Thanos will be waiting not far ahead wearing a glove filled with infinite gems...
The main god space was originally a tool created by the main gods to screen their assistants. Of course, tools have a useful life - reincarnations cannot always need to be screened - when the assistants are selected, the tool of the Lord God World will lose its meaning of existence. When the main god space collapsed, the "new gods" of the new galaxy took over part of it and preserved the roads leading to the worlds created by other main gods.
As one of the ancient gods, the Painting King had to explore the infinite world himself in order to figure out the whereabouts of these "new gods".
But that is an infinite world! Even if the King of Painting is already the only remaining great power among the ancient gods, it is impossible for him to run rampant in an infinite world. He has encountered the new world where chaos has just begun, and he has also encountered the world of vigorous development. But the most dangerous ones are those worlds that have entered old age or are completely dead...
One of the parallel worlds originating from Warhammer is such a world of death.
In that world, the emperor and his troops failed completely, and the world was occupied by the Four Evil Gods of Chaos. After that, another war broke out between the four evil gods, and the one who won in the end was the God of Blood, who was neither the strongest nor the weakest. When the God of Blood finally unifies the entire universe (all living things are wiped out), and there is no longer any hope for anyone to come back, the world is actually dead... Whether it is humans, civilizations, or mad war demons that appear afterward, , in fact, the God of Blood is playing with himself.
The dead world has also become a prison, holding the only prisoner, the God of Blood.
The God of Chaos Blood hates the weak, and even himself is no exception - so to speak, it actually has something in common with Kazami Yuuka. It can be said that it is just right for the King of Painting to use the God of Blood to deal with Feng Jian Yuxiang!
As the saying goes, Master has "many ways" and can have several solutions no matter what situation he encounters; while Warrior has "hard fists" and she always has only three solutions - violence, Violence and violence.
Therefore, facing the God of Blood who has countless incarnations, died and came back to life, Lao Lu might have countless ways to kill him, but Feng Jian Yuxiang obviously has a huge shortcoming. She is not good at group attacks...
No matter how many crazy fighting demons she smashes, or even tramples planets, there are still countless planets, and endless crazy fighting demons are coming! Facing such an extremely fleshy enemy, unless she is so powerful that she smashes the world with one punch, it will be impossible to kill the Blood God who was reborn with blood! She smashed the incoming Berserker Demons, and there was no additional benefit except the overflow of power. Of course, the God of Blood wants to kill her? Even more impossible.
However, after saying the forbidden words, Feng Jian Youxiang seemed to have done nothing else except shouting and fighting again.
Except for the blouse made of purple mist, it was floating in all directions with her heroic fighting appearance.
Thirty days have passed since Lu Yuan was "eaten".
When Azathoth woke up, he couldn't help but burped happily... It was so refreshing!
He felt that he had digested the stone almost completely, and except for the core bit, most of it had turned into energy for his body.
The harvest this time is extremely huge. The core of evil, darkness, violence, etc. is no longer a pure law, but has become a part of Azathoth's soul - if it was a slave of the law in the past, then now it is Has become the master of the law!
It’s no longer that I have to be “evil,” but that I want to be “evil”… As we all know, these are two realms. The first is "Poor people wear street stall goods because they really have no money", and the latter is "Rich people wear street stall goods to show off, not because they have no money."
Azathoth twisted its body that expanded thousands of times with satisfaction! Now, even the largest celestial body in the universe cannot have such a size...
"Hello, hello, salute to you! The great Lord of Primordial Chaos!" Being squeezed aside by its twisting body, Schaugnar Fagern (the Elephant God, "In the Mountains" "terrible") did not dare to escape directly. It tried its best to shrink its body, which was the same size as a planet, into a ball and greeted with a trembling voice.
This legendary and terrifying elephant god is currently curled up like a mouse at the feet of Azathoth. At this moment, it resented the fact that its territory was right next to Azathoth! If it had another chance, it would have escaped as far as the world is!
"The great...blind and foolish...master...Fagorn is waiting for your orders...instructions." The attitude of the Elephant God is as humble as possible.
"Ah woo~" Azatos opened and closed his mouth and looked at the empty side...
"Did anyone speak just now?"
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ps: This book is almost in the final stage, and I will try to update 5k a day next month.
