"I should be the one to say this to you."

A cruel and violent smile appeared on the corner of Marsh's mouth, as if he had seen Karl being knocked down by him and kneeling on the ground, kissing his bloody robe, praying that he would not sacrifice his blood.

"With some skill, I was able to find this place. Those two useless losers, Crait and Lucia, must have fallen into your hands by now..."

Marsh narrowed his eyes slightly and gently smoothed the wrinkles in his robe caused by the explosion of the dimensional cannon.

"You are talking about these two things..."

Karl tilted his head, with a sarcastic smile on his face. With a flick of his wrist, two gorgeous crowns floated in mid-air.

"Interesting, I'm starting to be a little interested in you. This world will eventually be destroyed by my lord. If you can join the cult, I will crown you with the crown of high priest. That loser Krayt is not worthy of this crown...

"

In the face of Karl's provocation, Marsh just smiled indifferently and seemed not to take it to heart at all, but seemed to admire him very much.

"Do you think I'm easy to deceive? If I agreed, I'd probably die in an instant and not even a scumbag would be left."

Karl rolled his eyes and faced Marsh with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

"Then go die!"

After a few words of non-congenial talk, Marsh, who had broken down the conversation, saw that Karl disagreed and immediately started to take action.

Suddenly, the red light emitted by the Blood Tree became brighter and brighter. The red light reflected Marsh's gloomy and cold face, revealing a pair of deep eyes, filled with murderous intent.

The red color, like blood, surged from the depths of the bloody tree and spread towards Karl in the blink of an eye.

At the same moment, the countless deep divers and ordinary people's heads on the tree let out a series of terrifying screams. The scarlet ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly echoed in Karl's ears. He felt as if his head was being struck by some kind of force.

He was hit hard with a blunt instrument, his eyes were spinning, and he almost fainted immediately.

With difficulty, Karl took out a bottle of intermediate spiritual elixir and took a swig, then teleported away from the battlefield.

His eyes, which were originally as dark as night, were filled with bloodshot eyes. The sound wave just now was simply too terrifying. This was the first time since he became a dimension walker that he had suffered such a big loss at the hands of others.

"Dimension·Blade of Annihilation!"

After taking a bottle of medicine and recovering a little, Karl immediately launched an attack.

The surging dimensional magic power condensed in his hand and turned into a huge blade of time and space, tearing apart the layers of space and slashing towards the Pope's head.

"The power of space? Crete and Lucia died unjustly..."

The Pope looked at the oncoming space blade, frowned, and sighed, looking unhurried at all.

Because, as Dagon's spokesperson in another world, he has this capital!

With a move of his hand, the raging waves hitting the Devil's Reef seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force and turned into a giant sword to meet Karl's dimensional blade head-on.

The two giant swords collided, and the seemingly weak giant sword of water was consuming the power of Dimension all the time.

"Rose Vine Whip!"

Seeing that his attack was completely resisted, the huge whips made of purple and black rose vines shone blackly in the moonlight, and whipped towards the Pope with a sound of "wuwu~" piercing the air.

"Dimension·Fall!"

"Dimension·Void!"

At the same time, dimensional magic continued to be condensed by him. Karl understood that this Pope was much more powerful than Lucia and Krayt combined. If he didn't try his best, he might really overturn this time.

"When He emerges from the kingdom of the deep sea, the waves will bow and bow because of His will, and the shore will run away in fear when seeing His figure..."

"Swallow in the rising tide, sleep soundly in the ebbing tide..."

The Pope stared indifferently at the dimensional magic released by Karl. In his hoarse singing voice, just a huge wave was raised, and these magics were completely eliminated.

And in the dark sea...at random to this weird chant, countless half-human, half-fish and half-human, half-frog monsters roared and gradually climbed up the Devil's Reef...

Karl suddenly laughed when he saw this scene. The Pope actually summoned so many deep divers. Wasn't this specifically creating opportunities for him?

"Dimension·Time and Space Chess Game!"

Karl smiled cruelly, and teleported again to temporarily leave the battlefield. He no longer attacked the Pope and his precious blood tree, but extended his butcher knife to the deep divers who had just climbed ashore.

In the night sky, the bright purple nodes lit up one by one, criss-crossing each other and soon formed a huge chessboard, with endless killing intent bursting out among the radiant radiance of the different dimensions.

"A square inch chessboard is also an endless universe!"

Under the stranglehold of dimensional power, the deep diver who had just climbed ashore was completely torn in half, and the dirty green blood was quickly absorbed by the rose thorns.

After releasing such a huge dimensional magic, Karl's little face looked extremely pale, and he almost couldn't stand. Although the Eye of Darkness restored its magic quickly, it couldn't withstand his pressure.

"Asshole! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Seeing what Karl did, the Pope was completely furious.

Originally, he had a cat-and-mouse mentality and wanted to have some fun with Carl. After all, it was quite lonely for him to be invincible in Innsmouth for so many years.

But now, he just wanted to tear him into pieces and feed them to the deep divers. So he immediately speeded up the ritual.

"It is not the dead who sleep eternally. Even death itself disappears in the mystery of eternity..."

"My master, your servants are here to await your arrival!"

After Pope Marsh chanted the incantation, he knelt on the ground respectfully, praying for the coming of his true God.

Karl saw his action and sneered disdainfully, "Scare? Who wouldn't!"

Let’s see who has the biggest backer later, okay?

Unless Marsh calls Cthulhu today, maybe this will make Carl more fearful.

After all, he is a real Old One, but as one of the incarnations of Nyarlathotep, Nyari may not be able to hold it back. After all, that person has thousands of incarnations, but Cthulhu is

There is only one person.

But, Dagon? He was just the king of a lower-level race. When he saw the incarnation of chaos, one of the three original gods, he was not so scared that he knelt down and called daddy.

Karl and the Pope were both performing their own rituals at the moment, and both wanted to see each other's shocked expressions later.

The magic power of the dimension turned into a brush, all the rose thorns suddenly burst open, and the world was instantly dyed red with green blood.

The pale green blood of the Deep Diver began to extend into the void, and obscure magic lines were gradually outlined.

I finally found you...
Chapter completed!