Dark Shadow Shrine

Huhu, give up. If you surrender obediently and appease the Yoruba gods on your behalf, you may be able to avoid the destruction of your soul... Skarsage's voice seemed to come from the netherworld.

The ghostly figure opposite the goddess, amidst Alulun's violent attacks, was like a small boat that could be silent at any time in the angry sea, drifting endlessly, but she never got hit by a single attack.

No - I have given in too much and wronged myself too much. This time, I will never give in - Olulun howled wildly.

But Skarsage didn't seem to hear it, and still said to himself: However, you must publicly admit to the Celtic world, as well as other worlds under your command, how you colluded with Raven*Yunfield!

Olulun did hesitate and give in at the beginning, but even so, in the madness at this moment, he still looked at the direction of Dagoda with red eyes and gritted teeth and roared: Don't even think about slandering me! You majestic giant gods , just carry the stigma of being capricious and killing your subordinates, and dream of winning the final battle... Hahaha! Not to mention the final battle, you can't even pass Raven's level——

Then... you just perish. Skarsage's black pupils suddenly became extremely deep, and bright lights emerged one after another inside, like newly born stars blooming unscrupulously, and then being swept away very quickly. Disillusionment swallowed by a black hole.

The flashes of light again and again formed strange nodes in Olulun's vision, and countless bright or dark lights connected these nodes, forming constellations and even the entire starry sky.

Olulun suddenly lost his sense of all the laws and things around him, and seemed to be imprisoned in a strange space. He was down to earth, surrounded by a chaos that the laws could not invade. He had no way to escape.

A mysterious goddess entangled in black shadow appeared in front of Olulun, her eyes filled with fierce light. This goddess stood quietly in front, but Olulun felt as if he was facing the greatest world tree.

Lines like stars pierced out from her calloused palms and kept winding in the void. In less than a hundredth of a second, a large mass of laws had automatically merged into a strange spear with a dark red spiral pattern.

Hoo, ho, ho... I really want... I really want there to be a being who can kill me... I'm too bored, too lonely. I once placed my hope in my disciple Cu Chulainn, but it's a pity that the little guy has grown too much. Slow down. I wonder if Raven...is strong enough to kill me?

Looking at the looming distortion and madness on the other person's face, Olulun's madness seemed to be suppressed by a deeper madness.

Madman... Olulun trembled and formed his own spear in the void.

Compared with the more military-style spear in Skarsage's hand, Olulun's spear looks more amateurish in appearance. The spear body is made of slightly curved branches and is matched with a substantial diamond-shaped spear head, which is typically made of metal. It is a product of primitive tribes that does not exist in the smelting industry.

However, Olulun's spear is infinitely superior to Kassage's spear in terms of divine power.

A world-class artifact dedicated to the official God of God cannot be compared to the weapon of Skarsage, who is not yet an official God of God.

If the two weapons collide, Scathage's spear will be broken into atoms of divine power in an instant like an egg hitting a stone.

Scarsage was fearless and gently licked his beautiful upper lip with his tongue. A wave of madness and wildness burst out from Scarsage.

Let's fight -

The vigorous female figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Almost at the same moment, Olulun realized that he was at an absolute disadvantage simply in terms of combat skills. The spear wielded by the female figure who rushed in at high speed had strange gun flowers shaking on the tip, as if unconsciously, but Olulun felt that every divine power node in his divine body that gathered a large amount of supreme divine power was in Skatha. Under strange aim.

Using points to form lines, using lines to form surfaces, it is a kind of terrifying premonition that one's entire divine body becomes a spider web for the other party, and that one will be finished as soon as the web is closed.

no!

can not do this!

Olulun tried to change his style of play.

He re-disassembled the ineffective power of the world into simpler original powers, and drove these powers to form defense nets one after another. As long as Scarsage dares to break in, these powers will have her. nice.

If Skarsach was a real god, Olulun would never dare to use low-level power so rashly. But Skarsage is not. Her essence is still just a powerful deity who has mastered many laws and powers.

Phew! So disappointed. A faint lament suddenly came from the void.

disappointment! ?

For a moment, Olulun felt that he was completely humiliated.

However, in the next moment, Olulun realized in despair that the other party really had the ability to humiliate him.

Skarsage's spear deformed, and it was a reverse cause and effect attack that instantly locked all the cause and effect in the space, with the result that it would definitely pierce the opponent's heart, and deduced the attack process in reverse.

Being controlled by the opponent's cause and effect should be impossible at the level of a god.

But Scathage did.

She actually did it!

This terrifying existence, which is even more like a Valkyrie than a Valkyrie, seems to have frozen the time of a real god at this moment. The straight body of the spear presents a strange distortion visually, as if it has become a random rubbing. The soft and deformed noodles actually passed through the gaps between several original powers.

Olulun couldn't believe it when he saw the scarlet spear tip piercing into his heart!

Impossible!? The supreme divine power sealed in Olulun's divine body surged out towards the tip of the spear like a dam missing its embankment.

The scarlet spear head greedily sucks all the power flowing out of the supreme god's body of Alulun.

The long-lost acute dizziness filled Olulun's spiritual sea. He could clearly see that the light in his body was being sucked away rapidly, and his soul was dimming.

No... Olulun struggled and stretched out his hand to Skarsage, trying to give him a final retaliatory attack.

He failed.

The divine law attack that could be condensed with just one thought was already torn to pieces in the spiritual sea before it came out.

He stretched out his trembling hands, as if he wanted to grab Skarsage's neck and die with her. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Queen of Shadows, this was more like a drowning person's last cry for help.

There was undisguised disappointment in Skarsage's deep eyes.

Ollulun, no matter how high you have been, from this moment on, your name is synonymous with the weak.

Olulun, your name is Weak! (To be continued ~^~)