Tick! Tick!

The evil eye swinging black silk thread slowly overflowed from the corners of the eyes, contaminating and eroding the surrounding space, strange and terrifying.

"Blasphemer!"

When Tobias saw the crows who were ready to move, he instantly understood the idea of ​​Valoran leading these guys, and they wanted to copy the miracle of the past.

Wave the butcher's knife and cut off the gods!

"Silly guys!" A madness appeared in Tobias' eyes. He stopped hesitating and quickly mobilized his huge divine thoughts to pull the conspiracy thread around him.

The black robe is windless, like the wings of the sky, covering the moonlight that is nightly in the sky.

In the eyes of the world, he is an evil god in the abyss who is good at conspiracy and people's hearts. He secretly set off huge wars and overturned countless forces and intelligent lives, including many legendary figures resounding throughout the Karadimos continent.

But don't forget his name as the evil god, the god of conspiracy.

As early as when he was active in the main material plane, the order gods had tried to encircle him several times. Unfortunately, they all returned in vain in the face of his conspiracy and his terrifying strength.

Conspiracy comes first, evil comes later.

If the conspiracy is ineffective, then it will be the moment when he demonstrates his strength, which is also his ultimate reliance as a fisherman.

No matter when, strength is always the foundation of the creeping.

[Conspiracy, Evil, Resurrection Body]!

Bang!

The evil eyes floating off the ground behind him burst into pieces, and countless sticky black blood fell like rain, and they were like swallows returning to their nests. They all merged into Tobias's body, and there were also those twisted and squirming conspiracy lines, breaking away from the invisible pressure brought by the weird crow, climbing onto the hazy black phantom like a gecko, making strange sounds.

The dark moonlight sways, and the evil singing echoes.

In the phantom, countless unjust souls were wailing, and above their heads, they were linking illusory black silk threads to guide the black energy body.

The divine thoughts settled, and the line of conspiracy and evil forces that were attached turned into a hideous and solid black armor, covering Tobias's thin body.

With gray-white hair spreading on his shoulder pads, he stared at the crows not far away in front of him and whispered: "Come on, let me see if I have such crazy ideas?"

Although he still doesn't know the other party's identity, he can definitely see the other party's divine power in the upcoming confrontation and distinguish his identity.

Divine power is the manifestation of the power of every god, and no one can conceal the essence of his own power.

The bright moon was hanging high, and Tobias stretched out his purple tongue and licked his lips. He was looking forward to the next battle, eager to try it out, and was a little curious.

He was able to find out about his conspiracy that he thought was perfect and could calmly set traps.

Is it luck or something that exists that is worth craving for?

The dark gray ground was broken, and Tobias made a thunderous step. In the midst of stillness and movement, the majestic evil power was like a surging wave, scattering the shadows and mists that had lost control around it, causing huge waves of air waves.

......

......

Over the Fortress of Laxtak.

Panson and Jacarag, the Lord of the Skeleton Abyss, had already produced real fire. The pale skeletons and light golden flames were fiercely fighting for the only dominance.

At the edge of the battle storm caused by the two, space cracks like spider webs are densely packed, connecting the sky and the earth, and then passing through the crossing plane, the colorful space energy suddenly appears colorful light, embellishing the shadows of the night sky.

Just when the evil god Tobias, the conspiracy, erupted with terrifying evil forces, Jacarrag's offensive was delayed for a moment, while Panthon seized the opportunity that passed away and shattered dozens of tailbones on the wings of the left wing skeleton.

Although the pale tailbone recovered as before in a moment, such healing scars were enough to consume the original power of the descending clone of Jacarag.

"Damn it, there is a powerful man hidden in the fortress who is comparable to a god." Jacarag turned his huge dragon eyes and looked in the direction where Tobias was, with a slightly deep expression.

The evil power that burst out without any scruples, like a bright light in the darkness, attracted his attention and made him secretly understand that things began to develop in an unknown direction.

"Penson!" Jacarrager waved his bones' wings to resist the fierce attack of the mortals in front of him.

The information of Samuel Anya, the god of the lizardman, is somewhat inaccurate. The power that Panthan showed at this moment can completely fight the gods head-on, at least the weak divine power is absolutely fine.

This does not refer to the clone of the gods coming, but the real power of the gods.

No matter how you nourish your divine clone, you cannot fully exert the true power of the divine. It is the transcendent attribute carried by the most powerful and immortal creature in the Kaladimos continent.

After a moment of fierce confrontation, the evil god clone who descended on the main material plane, who had turned offense to defend, and victory was already a luxury. What he wanted to do was to hold Panthen tightly and wait for the evil god Tobias to solve the target person-Modrian.

However, now it seems that Tobias also encountered strong obstacles, and even consumed the evil source power, exerting all the power of the clone as much as possible.

"What monster is we planning this time? Why are there so many powerful people comparable to gods in a mere human territory!"

Jakarague sensed the changes in the surrounding shadows and mists, and seemed to have some terrifying existence awakening. There was no form or thought, but it made him feel deeply frightened.

It seems to be an innate emotion that exists from the moment he is born and cannot be abandoned.

On the other hand, Panthen, who is in the center of the skeleton storm, resists the boundless skeleton attacks around with his spear and shield.

When the familiar and fear-containing power fluctuation came from below, the light golden mortal force ignited the boiling blood in the body and began to blow the horn of counterattack.

The seemingly ordinary spear and shield burst out with bright light, and wisps of brilliant runes emerged, completely igniting the shadows in the sky, competing with the bright moon hanging high.

In just a moment, Jekarag, the Lord of the Abyss of Skeleton, felt great pressure. The sharp spear made him proud of the skeleton defense as fragile as paper.

"No, change must be made..." Jacarag felt that the original power of his evil god clone was being consumed. If no changes were made, then this action would be wasted and he would be held in a grudge by Valoran, with endless troubles.

roar!

The terrifying dragon sounded through the shadowy night sky, and the transparent space ripples like water marks to destroy the shadows and mist along the way. Jakarag stretched out the roar bone body, and his sharp dragon claws crushed the space barrier, and forced himself to withstand the thunder bombardment of the general consciousness of the main material plane, leading to the main power transmitted from the bottomless abyss.

In an instant, the pale dragon bones that had already covered the heaven and earth expanded again, and the obscure and clear divine light flowed through the surface of the bones. The white bones that filled the field of vision became increasingly indestructible, demonstrating the terrifying power of the evil god of Jekarag.

If you can participate in this conspiracy to plan Valoran, there will definitely be no weak people.

After all, the interests that the evil gods of the abyss value, and if they do not have enough capital, how can they compete for attractive interests?

"I have seen countless guys who call themselves gods, you are just one of them about to fall!"

Pansen held the spear and the shield tightly, felt the majestic and unrestrained power of the gods, grinned, and his high fighting spirit was extremely hot, and he faintly competed with the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

【Don't retreat】!

The mortal power belonging to Pansen began to fully recover. He would use his mortal will to repeat countless familiar movements before and kill those high-ranking guys.
Chapter completed!