No wonder.
Su Changxing understood clearly and had no doubt that only those who were so powerful could make half of the gods in the sky fall.
The only ones who can be ranked higher are those like ancient gods.
But are there really that many?
"Can you see my number?" Su Changxing asked.
Independent shook his head: "I can't see it, and I guess you won't be ranked unless you can completely absorb the power of that arm."
Sitting independently on a small bench, his back is unusually straight and his eyes are bright, as if there is a spring breeze blowing.
The saint simply sits there, but he has a unique charm, worthy of such a name.
Su Changxing thought with awe, if he hadn't become a god, he would probably never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with such a person.
There is a slight difference in consciousness.
He originally believed that mortals would never be able to match gods, no matter how powerful they were, so he had been thinking of ways to become gods, looking for the path to becoming gods, establishing the Sect of All Living Beings, and collecting beliefs all for this purpose.
He seemed to have succeeded, but in fact he failed. Everything was probably under Nurgle's plan. The beings in the steam world taught each other how to make wedding clothes.
If it weren't for him, Nurgle might not be able to come to the real dimension.
Shocks kept coming, and the battle between the two sides was quite fierce. It seemed that there was bound to be a winner. Other weak gods were unable to intervene in such a battle, so they had to stay away to avoid being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
Su Changxing also chose to go around the edge, mainly to avoid the One Who Unified All Things. Finally, in such a chaotic scene, a "rabbit" bumped in.
A large piece of deep black mist shrouded in, and the chaos was isolated. The body of this outer god was the wandering dark mist, which was like countless needles and threads that penetrated every hole.
Unexpectedly, this was a powerful alien god who broke the ugly dream almost instantly.
Independent's expression changed: "He is coming for you!"
This is not some unlucky rabbit that bumped in, but a tiger that chooses people to eat.
[Nameless Mist: Outer God, the cloud and mist shrouding the light can cover everything. When you see it, you should be covered and wrapped in it. 】
It is a collection of countless subsets, and extending inwards is an infinite world, bounded by the deep black mist of the outside world.
Su Changxing stood in such an infinite world, and countless eyes looked at him. The nameless fog was not an individual, but a collection of countless individuals. Together they were the nameless fog.
"Thieves, die!"
Countless voices came, all telling the same thing, densely packed in my ears.
Su Changxing understood that both Yiyix and the Nameless Mist came here looking for flavor, and they were not some unlucky rabbits.
There is some overlap in their rules. They are probably born to be mortal enemies, and they must fight to the death.
There are many such fights between gods, but other gods do not have the predatory ability like Su Changxing, but after they can kill gods with similar rules to their own, those rules will once again wander in the world, and they will extend their own power. Rules, gradually mastered.
The ultimate goal of every god is to become an ancient god. With a huge will and a complete system of rules, he can turn the world upside down with just a few moves.
It is also the instinct of all gods to be hostile to gods with the same rules.
They are natural enemies.
Su Changxing, on the other hand, has occupied half of the core rule "Plunder" since he became a god. Whether it is Ix or the Nameless Mist, the rules he masters are actually derived rules of "Plunder".
In the endless mist, there was a sense of powerlessness as he fell into the deep sea. No matter how hard he tried, he was restrained. Su Changxing's brilliance was completely suppressed and buried bit by bit.
He could always hear the sneer of the nameless fog.
The dirty dream dissipated little by little, and the nameless fog stayed in place, motionless, like a full snake digesting the food in its belly.
dark golden light
Hui is completely covered.
"Is it over yet?" Independent stood aside and watched quietly, shaking his head with a somewhat regretful expression.
Fortunately, Su Chang was not devoured by the hand of the ancient god, but was killed by other gods. After all, he could not escape the cause and effect.
Reincarnation affects everything.
Independent stood motionless, staring at the body of Wuming Mist. Even so, he was still expecting something.
Finally, a dark golden light radiated from inside.
Su Changxing kept struggling in the body of the nameless thing, and the big mouth in his hand kept swallowing the surrounding fog. While being buried, he was also plundering the body of the nameless thing.
Victory or defeat seems to be just a matter of millimeters.
Countless forbidden undead spirits emerged from Su Changxing's body and surged in all directions, tearing at the body of the nameless thing.
The bodies of these forbidden undead are dark black and have different shapes. Some are like knights, some are like skeletons, and some are like giant dragons.
They are all cultivated with extreme curses, enough to pose a threat to the gods. There are tens of thousands of them, and they are still increasing. They exist in a certain part of Su Changxing's body, like disposable consumables. , once used up, it will be difficult to regenerate in a short period of time.
Most of the powers of gods are simple, reaching the extreme in a certain aspect, but Su Changxing is complex, mastering all aspects of power and covering all aspects of rules.
Therefore, it seemed that the Wuming Mist was stronger than him and could suppress him in a short period of time. However, as time went by, when Su Changxing used all his methods, the situation was completely reversed.
Thousands of silver lights penetrated the body of the Nameless Mist and shot out from the endless world, causing its body to begin to collapse.
Su Changxing also crawled out, showing a ferocious look, ready to swallow up the Wuming Mist. As long as he could plunder the Wuming's power, he could temporarily suppress the hand of the ancient god.
The rule nodes of the nameless fog were broken by him one by one. The condensed rules began to scatter, the body became distorted, and some strange-shaped crystals were condensed in the fog, which could be easily broken.
The inner endless world also goes from endless to finite.
Independent watched from the side and exclaimed: "This fight is too tough, the fighting power is off the charts."
The fighting power of gods is generally directly related to the macroscopic energy, but the fighting power displayed by Su Changxing far exceeds the macroscopic energy it should have.
Theoretically, Su Changxing should not be an opponent, and there was a high probability that he would not be an opponent, but he won the final victory.
At this time.
A bloody tentacle sprang out from the chaos, swatted at Su Changxing, and sent it flying far away, separated from the nameless fog.
A hoarse voice that sounded like a woman's.
"Gods should not fight among themselves in an orderly manner."
