A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Well……"

Bang.

Legs land on the ground.

That kind of long-lost touch made [] stunned for a long time.

Since the Hades War, he has been in the demon world he created, overlooking the world from a high position.

At the end of the Era of Gods and after killing Asura, he was also seriously injured and unable to leave the throne.

He controlled everything and owned everything, but his feet never touched the earth again.

How long?

It's just too long.

It was so long that he lost count.

"How do you feel? Does it feel down to earth?" Zheng Qian grabbed an armrest of the golden throne and slowly landed in front of him.

He glanced at the throne in his hand.

This created thing had such a low Hugh Index that after [] left, it was quickly overwhelmed by the Hugh Index of the Rodinia continent, and a large amount of electronic noise began to appear throughout.

Zheng Qian just pinched it gently.

Just like destroying a child's sandcastle, he crushed it to pieces.

Raising his head and looking at him again, Zheng Qian's eyes were filled with clear luster: "How is it? How does it feel to be pulled to the ground and look at someone's level?"

"Zheng ~ Qian ~"

After a brief moment of shock, he quickly regained his composure.

What followed was unimaginable anger that filled his chest.

A large amount of demonic power began to emerge from 【】's body.

The sand beneath his feet was dyed pitch black.

"I will kill you, Zheng Qian, I will kill you indeed, I will kill you more definitely than a headshot.

Take away your truth and shatter your divine core.

Why are you still alive? "

That murderous aura seemed to make the entire plane tremble.

Zheng Qian shrugged and said as easily as chatting with an old friend: "You know? The biggest difference between you and me is..."

boom!

Raising her hand and punching, [ ] controlled the Demon Goddess Nuwa, who sneaked up from behind to attack her, and was punched in the head by Zheng Qian on the spot.

Without looking back, he grabbed her corpse by the collarbone and pulled her to his side, like an adult looking at a child's toy. While looking at it, he said:

“…The people around me are all the best and best partners who hold faith, fight for a goal, and never regret it until death.

And around you, there is only this low-quality plagiarized product with no creativity, no knowledge and no faith. No matter how similar it is, in the final analysis, it is just a body without a soul. "

As he said that, he pushed Nuwa's body to the ground by Zheng Qian.

Looking at [] again, Zheng Qian's eyes no longer had the hatred and hostility of the past.

There is something that can only be found when looking at a poor creature: sympathy.

pity?

Is he sympathizing?

Sympathy for whom?

Sympathy for me? !

This look brought back some bad memories.

Exactly the same.

It was exactly the same as the look in the eyes of the Creator God before his death.

I am the strongest, the master of this world, how dare you sympathize with me? !

This look completely angered [].

"You who possess the truth are no match for me. Now that your truth is in my hands, I, who combine truth and falsehood, am the strongest existence under the law of heaven.

If the law of heaven is not there, I am the law of heaven!

Do you really think you can win me over with just a mortal creature? "

Coercion spurted out of his body like a tide.

That huge pressure is enough to extinguish a star.

Even if all the demon gods and evil demons combined are less than one ten thousandth of its coercion.

As 【】 said, he is the only one.

With the fusion of truth, his strength is more than doubled.

Truth and falsehood are one set, and these two skills are the embodiment of two concepts.

If we say that they each represent one-half of the characteristics of Heavenly Dao.

So now, [] who has obtained truth and error is equivalent to the way of heaven.

Its power is no less powerful than it was during its heyday in the Hadean Era.

No, even stronger.

Even if the God of Creation revives in full glory, he will never be able to withstand one of his moves.

Not to mention confrontation, if you stand in front of him, the coercion alone may be enough to crush the most elite god.

However…

Facing such surging and vigorous pressure, so dense, it is like the power of the devil thousands of miles deep in the sea.

Zheng Qian felt like a spring breeze, not moving at all.

"Then try it."

The brief conversation ends here.

Put on a posture.

With a huff, sixteen pairs of broad wings suddenly spread out from Zheng Qian's back.

It is different from the previous metallic shiny wings.

Those are sixteen pairs of wings that are as holy as angels.

If you look closely at each fallen feather, you can seem to see a prosperous city within it.

"This is……"

【】 was shocked.

Every feather of his is a new dimension? !

How can this be? !

Difficult...could it be said...

"This is impossible!!!"

【】 shouted loudly, rushed at a speed exceeding the speed of light, and punched Zheng Qian's smiling face.

…

"Total troop casualties, 60%!"

"There are only five magic reactors left to be built!"

"The old regiment has been completely destroyed!"

The announcer sounded a hysterical alarm.

The third elder could no longer bear the pressure and stepped forward to shout to Situ Xing: "We can't hold on any longer!"

However, looking at the big screen, Situ Xing's eyes were not hesitant or anxious, but full of expectation: "Just hold on for a little while longer and it will be fine."

The third elder was shocked: "What do you mean? Do you still have a chance of winning in this situation?"

"No." Situ Xing shook his head: "I'm not sure."

"Then why did you..."

"But I have hope!"

Looking at Situ Xing's firm eyes, the third elder suddenly seemed to understand something.

…

"Ughhhhhhh!!!"

On the battlefield, Zheng Sepi suddenly let out a scream.

A lemure broke through the sword formation from unknown angles and bit his left hand.

In an instant, blood spurted out from between his teeth.

The evil demon laughed excitedly.

"It's numb!" He smashed his head with the handle of the knife, and Zheng Sepi knelt on the ground in pain.

"How are you?!" Katcher stepped forward to help him, but found that only a layer of skin on his left hand was still connected, and it seemed that he could no longer save it.

But Zheng Sepi ignored it and stood up with all his strength: "Gay! Zheng Qian is in place, help them hold on!"

Katcher was stunned and then understood what he meant: "Ang, I understand!!!"

After saying that, the two of them got into a posture.

【Mimicry of Heaven】

It was supposed to be a life-saving skill, but now the two of them used it without any worries.

In an instant, the speed of the seventeen swords increased dramatically, and the lightning they formed was as fast as the speed of light.

Kaczewski relied solely on his physical body, and every time he punched, he could faintly shatter the space around his body.

[Machine gun continuous fire*Gatling]

The heavy rain of knives, fists and kicks carpet-bombed the entire front line.

The lemures fell in pieces like wheat.

With this move alone, the two of them slaughtered nearly 300,000 lemure demons.

……………………