His body constantly transford in battle, becoming purer and cleaner, as if the whole Divine Series had only one rule left.
"You scum, go die!" Gal suddenly leapt forward.
"You only know how to ambush our past selves! You dare not fight our future selves, why don’t you just die!"
Gal’s golden fist broke through the Long River of Ti, and the entire ti flowed like a mosaic, with the tiline seemingly plunged into chaos as Gal’s fists, like a teor shower, frantically rained down on the Elf Ancient God’s face.
"The sixth second."
Yet in the next instant, Gal’s fist was firmly grasped, suspended in space-ti.
"What?"
Gal could hardly believe his eyes, he was supposed to be the complete Past Ti Rule, yet this guy could break his Ti Domain.
"Had enough fun?"
Li Qing finally regained his senses from the ti freeze, his body once again exuding the exact sa power,
"A complete branch of the ’past’, huh? You haven’t fully adapted to this power yet...
"But though, the Dark Matter computer calculated the blueprint for countless trillions of years, achieving mastery like instinct, even with your strong Combat Talent, you need so effort to adapt to such supre and complex rules."
"Let teach you how to use it."
With the special state bestowed upon him by the subordinates of the Million Gods before him.
Plus his other existing subordinates, his power was always more perfectly adapted to it than the opponent’s.
"Past." Li Qing clapped his hands.
The next instant, Li Qing ca to a halt.
Or perhaps everything had co to a halt, as if ti were rewinding, the law of ti no longer flowing in a forward direction, but becoming a constant reverse flow.
Everything entered an eerie reverse-flow space-ti.
The entirety of Gal’s body was controlled by a stronger sa-attribute Past Rule power, instead it entered a ti stop where he couldn’t move.
With a bang, he was instantly attacked and sent flying backwards.
"How could this happen? How can he even this?"
In his body, the devoured Sicily remained conscious, this Dark Matter Cosmic Emperor’s gaze showed a trace of silence.
The pressure from the opponent was simply too great.
Yet since the mont this monster descended into this space-ti, all sorts of resistance from the start seed futile and ineffective, the stronger he beca, the greater the pressure from the opponent.
As if there was absolutely no hope, no chance to catch a breath.
Even though he had done well enough, created a Giant God, found the final rule of the Ti Divine Series’ Past Branch, achieved higher transformation, it was still as if facing an insurmountable mountain.
Not even knowing the opponent’s limits.
In reality.
This was all an unfair battle from the start.
Once they fell into the pit, these past Gods were destined to lose from the beginning.
Sicily achieved such extent, if it weren’t for his subordinates, Li Qing would have directly crashed, this was after all a complete Ti Divine Series Ancient God.
Directly created a universe’s ’past’, representing the laws of the universe’s past, with extrely terrifying significance within.
"Had enough commotion?"
Li Qing strode forward, "This ends here."
...
On the other side, at this mont on Earth.
Ah.
The apocalypse had already lasted a few months.
Professor Wales, along with Umbrella Corporation’s survivors, were in secret refuge and research, attempting to change this disaster.
During this ti, Minis quietly observed everything and saw many familiar faces.
The Zombie Lord Ning Guochang, Umbrella Corporation’s boss Wadon, Li Wanning, those with so mories from the zombie era.
"The fight is pretty intense."
Minis said this not only about the apocalyptic war in front of him but also looking up at the starry sky, watching the battle between the two Crystal Wall Giant Gods in the center of this Dark Matter Cosmic.
"We don’t need to do anything." At this mont, the Holy Dragon unprecedentedly cautioned, "That war is not sothing we can ddle in, anyway it’s just a fight between Elf Ancient God and Million Gods Sicily Dynasty."
"I know, I’m not stupid." Minis nodded, "We are sent by Elf Ancient God, we are on his side, once he takes down Sicily and the others, we complete the mission, then we can go back."
"Yes, then you will truly beco the Elf Divine King." Said the Holy Dragon, "Receiving this one’s recognition."
Minis indeed didn’t plan to interfere in this war, because frankly, he couldn’t win, it’s not a place for two small fishes like him, he’d be crushed to death just by approaching.
The best plan was to wait on this planet for the battle over there to end.
And incidentally observe how Professor Wales, their modern-day friend, managed to traverse into the Real Universe.
The Million Gods couldn’t escape this buggy map, but here this forty-sothing old man managed to escape, that’s just absurd.
"Observe how Wales traversed and then we just need to wait for the Elf Ancient God’s good news." The Holy Dragon said.
"I understand better than you, my diocrity hasn’t blossod into flowers, I’m not seeking death." Minis is an individual who values his life.
As minutes and seconds passed, Minis quietly watched the distant war.
The more he watched the more peculiar it felt.
Suddenly, Minis looked at Sicily, the scum among humans, the Dark Matter Emperor who sacrificed Million Gods like chives, feeling increasingly familiar with him, "Right, the Sicily Emperor in the real world seed arrogant too, right?"
"Absolutely?" The Holy Dragon chatted, "He never socialized with Million Gods, mysterious, never showing his face, only transmitting voice, and loves solitary research, haven’t you heard?"
Minis’ deanor grew increasingly silent, as if fully understanding sothing, "I need to go."
"What are you doing??" The Holy Dragon suddenly shouted, "You’re insane, don’t go near that battlefield, you’ll die."
He’s struggling to imagine the super cautious Minis, acting like Black Star, rushing into that battlefield that clearly has already been decided.
This guy is supposed to be cowardly, wiser than anyone in hiding.
The Holy Dragon imdiately realized what he intended to do, "The battle outco is settled, are you trying to find a way to help this Dark Matter Cosmic’s civilization? You’re insane! They’re the enemies! We follow the Elf Ancient God’s lead."
Minis turned a deaf ear, continuing towards the battlefield.
"You’re insane, inexplicably wanting to betray Elf Ancient God?" The Holy Dragon’s voice continued, unable to understand Minis’ suicidal action, why he wanted to assist the Million Gods of this era.
Minis’ voice beca extrely hoarse, "No, not betrayal, helping Elf Ancient God is the betrayal, I already know everything, the Emperor of the Dark Matter Cosmic, this Million Gods’ Dark Matter Dynasty... it was him all along, it was them from the past."
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