Chapter 2029 God's Destruction

"The times have changed."

Lu Ping'an looked at the horizon and stared at the gods who were destined to disappear... When your information, your personality, your abilities are all analyzed by your enemies, and your abilities are obviously shortcomings, it is best not to expect to encounter opponents of the same level.

On the high-dimensional level, a "big tree" is emitting green light, and the other part of the tree, the pain-taking giant beast, is constantly roaring and roaring.

It has no ability to control its limbs that turn into trees, but it is still part of the flesh and blood, but it is constantly eroded and destroyed by Lu Ping'an's forces.

"The Realm of War and Death", the ability to plunder life points, is also a decisive kill on the Lord of Life.

The existence of the master level of life basically has the ability to recycle life. For the Eight-Clawed Evil God, it has countless puppets or ghosts.

And with the loss of life, its existence is inevitably reduced.

This directly reduces the ratio of flesh and blood to trees inside the body...:::. When the internal balance is broken, the strong will naturally press more.

It began to unable to suppress Lu Ping'an's "blessings".

More flesh and blood were transformed into trees, and the balance was broken.

That part is still it...but obviously, it can never control such a body, and the ubiquitous feeling of hunger makes it even more crazy.

This does not mean that it is doomed to be defeated, but that it may have left.

Unless, like the son of the evil god on earth, it will tear off half of itself... But this time, I'm afraid it will tear off more parts.

"If it does, it doesn't matter if it lets it go...:::. We've already made a lot of money anyway."

Lu Ping'an and its forces are eager for the destruction of God...its destruction will truly shake the tentacle of the eight claws.

This is not just a simple death of an incarnation, but actually an existence of the eight-claw, but an infinite world filled with "eight-claw cells". Each incarnation is actually an aggregate of the eight-claw consciousness of a part of this world, and it is the sealed local king.

Once it dies completely... before the long regeneration period, those worlds are empty rooms without defense, and anyone can enter.

Lu Ping'an and his party will not give him a chance to recover.

At that time, we will directly retake these worlds.

"!"

The giant god's roar broke through the surrounding space, and even some super-small worlds that were too close to disappeared directly into the starry sky.

It is still struggling, resisting, summoning nearly endless reinforcements.

The worlds of the adjacent oceans and those worlds where space coordinates were set down by them were carried out at all costs.

The lords and overlords in the world, and even god-level creatures, appeared on the battlefield with shock...

..Then quickly became cannon fodder.

At this moment, the biggest gap between the two sides appeared.

Under the premise that extreme combat power is not superior, the organizational nature of the human side is obviously stronger, and the eight-claw is completely loose...:::. This organizational difference ultimately shapes the reality of the regular army fighting militias.

In the past, visitors from the foreign land were able to use numerical beauty to suppress it. There were also various strange foreign land worshipers in the human race, worshiping wild animals, worshiping foreign land aesthetics, and worshiping the essence of the strong..\n.\n.\n.\n.\n. But after all the human nations have been extraordinary for so many years, when the combat power of both sides is at the same level, the death is naturally an unorganized piece.

The son of Octopus was struggling wildly, and its tentacles opened "plane doors" one by one, forcing reinforcements in his own world.

But obviously, this is not a crushing war of foreign erosion, but a death fight between the same opponents that has accumulated more than half a century.

These bulk reinforcements were forcibly dragged into the battlefield...\n. Instead, they became supplies for Lu Ping'an.

"The total amount of life points has begun to be positive returns."

The unlucky guys were either hunted or surrendered on the spot... :..\n. Lu Ping'an is also easy to deal with,

Just come over with an eight-clawed race head of the same level as you.

Civil strife continues, and deserters are unrealistic. In the end, they either die in battle or defect.

The Son of the Evil God was even more angry at the deserter, but he was helpless...:.:

"This kind of random pulling people proves that it is panicked."

"That's it? God above God?"

"He is just the weakest level of God, he is the self-censor of God, and he is also low in intelligence and lacks the tactics and family that should be of level...:::. We have prepared for him for so many years."

The success of the war surprised the decision makers a little...::. Of course, this success refers to the situation where both sides have been fighting hard for half a year with high intensity.

This is a war of top-level existence. When both sides are so huge that they transcend the world, then destroying each other is equivalent to destroying the entire world, which is destined to be a long-term and painful war of attrition.

However, there was no other son of the evil god, no eight-claw main force, and no forced interference from the eight-claw main body, which was the best result of all calculations.

..:.If possible, I hope this war will last forever. The income is too high. The life quality that has accumulated countless years has become a nutritional supplement for the Luping'an power group.

The hunting field constantly harvests life points for mortals' war soil...::. When they are rich, they go to the courtyard to spend as soon as possible to make themselves stronger and make the next hunting smoother.

The "Man-Eater Ant Colony" is using the body of "elephants" to cultivate their own tribe and then eat more.

Finally, on a sunny morning, everyone subconsciously looked up.

The son of the Eight Claws, walked around and ended.

The elephant finally couldn't bear the flesh and blood that was constantly being eaten, and it fell down.

Its flesh and blood were separated in various ways, and its life came to an end... The last flesh and blood essence gradually turned into an out-of-control alien creature.

"!"

The same beast roar sounded again on the battlefield.

And this time, it shocked the entire diverse world... but the source is not the battlefield.

"Eight claws..."

This time, the one who was furious was the eight-clawed deity.

However, it obviously cannot come...... The information that Lu Ping'an harvested is that Bazards are enjoying the hunting of similar gods.

Of course, it is not only humans to be eyeing this stupid and stunning "fat meat".

In the multiverse, when you show a decline, the original "neutral cube" and "friends" will turn into vicious predators.

When the vicious abyss continues to rise, perhaps the "friend's house" will become a high-quality material for life rafts.

And the success of this hunt does not mean that the war ends here...
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