A trace of fear suddenly flashed in the eyes of the leading angel, but thinking that her king had reached the level of gods and demons, and thinking of this great formation arranged by the creative authority, she forced herself to calm down.

However, even if you resist, it will only make you die faster, there is no difference.

With the busy work of the elves, it took less than an hour to gather almost all the creatures of the first divine system. After the Holy Master sealed the other 90% of the hope and authority that Shen Zhao had been asking for, he left decisively.

The next pantheon.

When he appeared again, the characters in front of him made his unhappy expression even worse. Are they actually those elves who don't know how to live or die?

The elves below were already ready to escape when the layers of formations, magic, and runes in their base camp were forcibly torn apart, but when the figure of the Holy Lord appeared, they couldn't help but tremble all over.

Trembling, a sense of despair enveloped my heart.

However, it can also be seen that the number of authority is limited. If you want to have the kind of authority that you have cultivated, there are very few people, except for the lucky guy who just mastered the frost in winter and the Titan King.

Millions of angels shouted in unison, their pure faith vaguely connecting them together, erupting into a power that transcends eternity.

"Great King of Fire, everything is the fault of us higher-ups. Please let go of these weak angels. They are all lower-level and have no say."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah"

As for the elves, what have they gained since the most powerful Winter Tribe provoked the Ancestral Star?

A large number of strong men died, the power of ice was lost, the power of life was still not recovered, they were banned by the gods, and the fourth divine system collapsed, many tribesmen did not have time to escape.

Wails and screams filled the entire planet.

If Shen Zhao were here, he would definitely say something very unhappy: I told you that I was taken away by you earlier, so why am I still wasting my time at Daolong?

However, the separation of authority is actually easy to understand. One-tenth of Santa Claus is the hope of children, but he has been Santa Claus for so long, but he is still one-tenth of the hope.

"Sinners, welcome the arrival of the great Lord of Fire!"

It was just the Holy Lord who didn't bother to pay attention. He stretched out his hand and directly held the power in his hand. After feeling it, he lost interest. Who would have thought that the elf royal family corresponding to spring would actually hold pain in its hands?

This authority has no appeal to the Holy Master at all. How could he give his wife this kind of thing? Does it hurt more when she pulls him?

As for whether they were deceived by misinformation, or are they pitiable?

What does this have to do with his Holy Lord? He is a demon, and those who make him unhappy, except for creatures at the same level, will only have death as their end.

The Holy Lord, who had never moved before, raised his hand, and the high temperature of hundreds of billions instantly reached a trillion, and scarlet cracks appeared in the endless space, just like broken glass being burned red.

The next moment, countless angels were instantly annihilated, leaving only an endless fragmented space and four authorities floating in the air, tightly bound by white flames.

At this point, half of the once noble angels fled and half were destroyed.
Chapter completed!