The world was torn apart.

Everywhere he looked, there was darkness.

The twisted limbs spread across the land, the crazy tentacles floated and reveled in the sky, the strange whispers penetrated deeply into the ears, and the dim afterglow of the stars reflected this indescribable place.

The ancient gods from the ages are entrenched in his domain, inviting any life to join this final dinner.

The golden blood flowed down his shoulders, and poured out holes in the already broken ice layer.

The demon emperor raised his head, stared at the ancient **** in the distance who did not know whether he had the ability to think or not, and clenched the iron rod in his hand.

The black fog chain that blocked the Ice and Snow Continent has broken.

This continent suspended in the sky retreated far away, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

The solid ice that is brighter than the most precious gemstones is enveloped in a hazy white halo, which is slowly swallowing like life.

Occasionally, a beam of light flashed away, tearing apart tentacles that nearly converged into a cobweb.

The ancient **** roared and waved his tentacles to try to shoot him down.

The Ice and Snow Continent can always retreat at the first time, even if it cannot avoid the attack, it seems that there is some kind of special ability, and it will not take any damage in an instant.

The demon emperor bared his teeth, and the wound on his arm had healed and disappeared.

His eyes shone with a dazzling brilliance like gold, and he stared at the ancient **** who had fallen into madness in the distance.

The body seems to be composed of black mist and various illusory interlaced things. Clouds and fog are interlaced with thunder and lightning, forming a curtain that connects the heavens and the earth, and countless bizarre illusions are constantly presented.

It was as if a nightmare had come to reality.

The flesh and blood are like forests, growing and spreading wanton on the ground, the column-shaped smoke and dust descends from the void, and the light spots wander away, like eyeballs scanning the world.

An indescribable body is entrenched in the center of the vision, breathing black mist like breathing.

The Demon Emperor had never seen such a bizarre life.

Perhaps in a sense, He has gone beyond the scope of ordinary life.

He has no fixed appearance, and is twisting and changing all the time, like a mass of slime that can be kneaded at will.

Another mountain-like tentacle swept in, and the space it passed was crumpled like white paper, and then completely erased.

The Demon Emperor stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body suddenly moved to the side, his tentacles almost swept past him, sweeping a snowy peak.

Then it slammed down again, splashing white snow dust all over the sky.

Without the slightest hesitation, he waved the iron rod in his hand, extending it countless times in an instant, cutting off the tentacles like a blade.

The broken tentacles twisted violently, turning into black smoke and dissipating, leaving only the deep canyon fissures.

The demon emperor let out a sigh, but there was no change in his expression.

I don't know how long it has been since the battle started.

Even he felt a little tired at this time.

The chest pocket wriggled a few times, and a small white head drilled out from it.

The little white fox yawned and stared into the distance.

The Ice and Snow Continent emitted a beam of light again, piercing the ancient god's body, leaving a hole through which one could clearly see the scenery on the opposite side.

But in the next second, the surging black mist will fill the void.

This is the case with every attack, even if it can deal damage, it will fully recover in the next second.

Everything seems to be in vain.

Gods and mortals.

The demon emperor breathed out a white breath, which condensed into frost in an instant.

Perhaps for mortals, being able to compete with the gods is already a great thing.

He looked around at the traces of the battle.

But not enough, far from enough.

Is there really no chance of victory?

The demon emperor took a deep breath, and the golden flames flowed in his eyes, turning into real flames in an instant, completely covering his body.

The power that was sleeping in the depths of the blood began to recover, and it seemed that there were invisible chains that were tightened, reaching the limit, and shattering...

"Squeak..."

The little white fox suddenly screamed excitedly, and the little claws kept scratching the demon emperor's cheek.

The demon emperor is a little strange.

But before he could ask, the white radiance had already appeared in his sight.

sun?

But now is not the time for the sun to rise.

Pure white rays of light erupted, and from the central area of ​​the black fog, like the residual snow touching the flames, the black fog melted at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

Painful roars echoed throughout the space, the tentacles of the shoulder-to-shoulder mountains twisted wildly, and the bodies that were intertwined with virtual and real changed violently, turning into twisted faces.

The light dispelled the darkness and ended the night.

Not dazzling, there is a holy and reassuring atmosphere, which reminds the demon emperor of the initial space of the holographic device.

It's the purest white.

When the light subsided, the wave of black fog had completely disappeared, and even the damaged and distorted space was completely repaired.

Only the mottled snow field remained, quietly telling what happened.

There was no expression on the Demon Emperor's face, only the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.

feeling bad.

It felt like I was full of strength and ready to throw a punch, but it hit the air or soft cotton.

It was like staying up for several nights before the exam, with the certainty of winning, but at the last moment suddenly received a notice of direct admission without exam.

It's like I just learned that I have a distant relative who died unexpectedly and left a large inheritance uninherited, but inexplicably traveled to a different world...

All in all, the Demon Emperor is feeling very uncomfortable right now.

The inexplicable white light easily wiped out his opponent, and the surging power suddenly had nowhere to vent.

No, it doesn't seem to be over yet.

The Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw that the central area of ​​the black mist was rippling like water waves, revealing a figure shrouded in black mist.

That's what's in charge of it all?

The demon emperor only felt that the other party glanced at him, and the figure disappeared.

It seemed to be just his hallucination.

"Did you see the figure just now?" the demon emperor asked the little white fox.

The little white fox nodded, with an extremely humane serious look in his eyes, and at the same time almost subconsciously shrank back into his pocket.

"It's a pity, it's running really fast."

The Demon Emperor clicked his tongue, and the golden flames lingering on his body gradually dissipated.

He just felt a little tired in the previous battle. If a new opponent joins, he may be able to improve his combat ability again.

"But then again, what is the situation with that white light?"

The demon emperor stretched out his palm, and the little white fluorescent light fluttered down like snowflakes, like a dreamy snow, which fell on the palm and melted instantly.

"Squeak..."

"You don't know either? Forget it, you don't know if you don't know, but... We seem to be back to the original question."

The Demon Emperor raised his head and looked into the distance. The Ice and Snow Continent was still quietly suspended in the sky, with a halo halo lingering under the dazzling aurora night, like the residence of the gods.

out of reach.