Attributes have reached an unbelievable level.
Garen himself didn't know how much damage he could cause with his full strength and other aspects.
All he knew was that the last time he faced the God of Death's divine body to chase him down, it only caused him a small injury, and he recovered naturally in almost half a day.
"This time the decisive battle, come with us?" The Lord of Lies issued an invitation in a low voice.
"Is this the last battle?"
"It's the last battle." The lie master nodded. "Your strength has reached the point where there is no way to improve it. Maybe the battlefield can give you some insight."
Garen nodded slowly.
The only thing he can do now is to keep adding to his attributes, and his attributes are slowly improving every moment.
A large number of potential points have been turned into attribute points, and the computing power of the conscious brain can hardly see the bottom line. He has never even fought with all his strength.
When the attribute breaks through a thousand points, he additionally gains a special supernatural ability with a qualitative change.
The natural burst of power will cause a huge earthquake, while the agility produces ultra-long-distance teleportation, and is immune to all time-like spell ability restrictions.
Physique is the super-speed regeneration ability. He can use the super-speed regeneration ability once a day. As long as his body is more than 50% complete, he can restore his full body. It only consumes potential points.
Intelligence once again produced a double-strike effect. The effect of one hit will automatically burst out twice the damage in an instant.
In fact, even Garen himself understood that he had surpassed ordinary true spirits, and the terrifying effect brought by his attributes alone could crush many existences.
How powerful the power of a thousand points is, no one knows except himself. Even the Lord of Lies hasn't seen him do anything for a long time.
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seventh battlefield
An energy-distorted space opened by the Twisted Lord is located in the middle of the main material plane, between the Alliance of Gods and the Alliance of Mother Rivers.
The battle between the true demon lord and the gods turned this area into a dead zone, and the fall of the moon and the god of love turned this area into an unfathomable mysterious place.
The night covers all the areas here. From the outside, it seems to be an ordinary mountain range, but if you enter a certain range, you will be taken away by a distorted space-time force and enter another space world.
There was no additional cannon fodder from other legions, not even the senior generals.
The Alliance of Gods has been besieged in a defensive sphere here, doing the final battle of trapped beasts.
Garen followed the Lord of Lies to join the Void Temple and the Mother River Alliance team, and headed directly to this area. Finally, make the last battle for the victory of this world. In fact, everyone knows that there is basically no suspense this time, and the victory or defeat has actually been decided as early as the first time the void invaded.
The Mother River Void is an innumerable huge universe, and the biological groups bred in each universe are almost similar to this world. Such a large group invades such a small world, which is the disparity in power between the big worlds.
During the war, the experience of void creatures and true spirits has reached the strongest level in history. And the power of the gods was weakened to an extremely weak level because of the massacre of believers.
It is conceivable that this last battle may be the last display of the local world, and perhaps there will be no traces left behind.
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In the gray mist, Garen and his team were walking on a path in the forest.
On the side is a cliff with wooden railings, extending to the front in the mist for an unknown distance.
In the distance, the cuckoo could be heard faintly, maybe it was an owl, or maybe it was some other creature.
A group of teams were all wearing pitch-black cloaks, covering their whole bodies so that they could not see their faces, and even any skin on their bodies was covered.
The same was true for Garen. He raised his head and could only see the back of the person walking in front of him. It is also a dark and worn black cloak. Only the sound of small footsteps can be heard in the ear.
He turned sideways and glanced at his right side. The lie master's familiar face was hidden under the cloak, and only a little outline could be seen from the side.
"This is the lost road. The Lost True Spirit teamed up with all the True Spirits to use the Goddess of the Moon Goddess and the Kingdom of God to cover their dream power and turn this place into a huge world, or a Small universe."
A voice as thin as a gnat came from the front of the line. It was a woman.
Garen's heart skipped a beat, and he recognized that it was the voice of the Twisted Demon Lord.
"On the way to get lost, you can only walk out of the real fog by following this black cloak team. Otherwise, even gods will not be able to leave this light blue fog." The Twisted Demon Lord whispered.
The team in black cloaks walked forward rustlingly, turned a detour, and walked for an unknown amount of time.
A woman in black with an umbrella suddenly appeared in the middle of the road ahead. Her face was covered by the black umbrella and she couldn't be seen, but she stood straight in the middle of the road, facing the approaching black cloak team, Not saying a word.
"Don't look at her!" Garen was about to take a closer look, when suddenly the back of his hand was slapped by the lie master.
"That's the symbol of chaos here that represents Hunheng!"
"A symbol of chaos?"
"Well, anyone who looks at and sees her face will be completely lost in this fog. At the beginning, this symbolic condensate has cheated the three middle gods and one upper god in the local world." The lie devil said in a low voice Sound channel. "Okay, stop talking."
Garen immediately stopped what he wanted to ask.
Following the team, he slowly walked past the woman with the black umbrella, who stood quietly in the middle of the road, letting the black cloaked team pass by on either side of him.
Garen could only see her feet.
It was a pair of human women's feet, white and delicate, wearing red shoes, but there were many black spots on them, giving people a feeling of unknot.
Passing through the woman with the black umbrella, the team walked another distance before they heard a slightly relaxed exhalation.
"Everyone must be careful not to leave the black cloak team. Don't rush to touch the black cloaks that are not our members in this team. They have a lot of knowledge about a spontaneous natural phenomenon in this small world. It is not an entity. It will happen after touching it. Things I can't control."
Twisting the devil's instructions.
"Now it seems that the gods have also released something, which has caused the entire dream world to escape the control of His Excellency the Lost True Spirit, and it is full of many things that we cannot understand."
Only then did Garen's heart tremble.
At first, he thought that the entire black cloak team was a demon lord or a true spirit, but now it seems that many of them are not at all.
With a little vigilance in his heart, he continued to follow the team on the foggy path. On the left are black woods, swaying in the wind, and on the right are a row of black railings, with fog-shrouded cliffs outside.
This progress seems to continue for an unknown time.
Finally, after about half an hour, the fog around the team gradually faded away.
Swish!
Garen's mind sank suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he suddenly realized that he had left the original fog-shrouded area.
Standing under a deep starry sky, full of stars, surrounded by dense black forests, also standing on a winding path,
The only difference is that there are woods on the left side of the path, and some bald trees on the right side. The tops of the trees are suspended like trays, holding rounds of pale gold and reddish moons.
It was as if the moon in the sky had fallen and landed on the tops of these big trees.
"Falling into the realm of the gods." The voice of the lie lord reached Garen's ears.
"Garon, be careful. This is the area of chaotic time and space. You must not leave this path. Once you leave, you will be thrown into the chaotic space-time crack where no one can return."
"Now each of us can't see other people, we can only move forward according to our own choice. From now on you may meet the gods who are trapped on this road, the battle has officially begun, don't worry about attacking to destroy What, even the Lost True Spirit itself can't destroy anything here." The Twisted Demon Lord reminded.
"The moon on the big tree next to it, each round represents the devil or god who fell here."
Garen immediately became alert.
This is a world as weird as a dream, or the Lost True Spirit simply means that the dream has moved into this cosmic world. The use of completely different dream rules limits the local advantages of the gods.
He looked around, but found no one.
Walking forward slowly, Garen took off the black cloak on his body and carefully sensed everything around him.
As a high-ranking demon king, not even a true spirit, his familiarity with dreams is naturally far beyond that of ordinary demon kings and gods.
After walking for a while, Garen saw two chairs by the roadside forest.
The black wooden chairs were placed opposite each other on the grass, as if someone else had sat there just now.
The surroundings were terribly quiet, and an unconscious feeling of depression slowly spread.
"The chairs on the side of the road represent temporary stay and rest." Garen's face moved slightly. Strides towards the chair.
puff.
All of a sudden, everything in front of him shattered, and his vision blurred, and he had already appeared on a sea of white clouds.
A whale made of huge white clouds jumped up from the sea of clouds in the distance, and then jumped into the clouds.
In the sky above the whale, there are already large bloody balls like cocoons floating in the air.
"The power of dreams." Garen instantly recognized the nature of these big balls. This is the most common method used by true spirit demon masters to block the aftermath of battles. Each blood cocoon represents a battlefield, and there is at least one demon lord or true spirit in it to fight a desperate battle.
About a dozen large balls floated quietly above the sea of clouds, motionless, without making any sound.
"It's time to end everything." Suddenly a sharp voice came from behind Garen.
He turned around abruptly, and saw two balls of golden light rushing out from under the sea of clouds, shooting directly at his position.
"Tiamat? There's another one, the god of death?" Garen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the two golden balls of light flying towards him.
The ball of light suddenly turned into two figures, one white and one red. One was a weirdo with five heads, and the other was dressed in a black robe with only a pair of blood-colored eyes shining on his face.
The two divine powers intertwined and instantly shrouded Garen's body.
'The godhead in the Shenwei field coverage has not reached the minimum standard of function, and the constitution identification is immune'
The conscious brain gave instant feedback, and Garen was instantly immune to the two divine powers.
His physique of thousands of points has reached the point where no one has ever been seen before, and there will be no one to come after. Most of the gods in the world, as long as they are not high gods, can be directly immune.
"Despicable void creatures! Even if they are destroyed together, you won't get the whole world!!" The God of Death said in a low and angry voice.
"Despicable?" Garen frowned. Suddenly seeing the two gods raise their arms, the five-color dragon's breath and the black-red death light erupted directly, and his eyes were directly submerged into a large area of colorful lights.
Boom! !
punch.
Garen just punched lightly.
All the divine power formation attacks in front of him collapsed like bubbles.
The huge force squeezed everything, and even the space created dense black cracked spider webs, spreading and shooting towards the two gods.
Spider webs like black branches crazily covered a large fan-shaped area in front of Garen.
Puff!
With two crisp sounds, the two gods dodged quickly, just avoiding the edge of the spider web.
"Hiding?" Garen's face remained unchanged.
Another punch was directed at the direction of the two of them.
boom! !
A huge shock oscillated along his fist, and the two quickly avoided it again. Just from the power fluctuation of the vibration, they knew that Garon's power had far exceeded the scope of comprehension. If the gods and monsters of the astral world had always possessed the power that the gods feared and the ability to blaspheme, Then Garen's power is a rule-like thing that can destroy everything when it reaches its peak.
That huge vibration was purely a naturally derived terrorist attack.
(end of this chapter)