The scene of Magaras being constantly imprisoned and instantly killed left everyone in silence.
Continuously evolving, even if he doesn't suffer the sa attack twice, so what?
The opponent's law power is too diverse, which makes it extrely effective against him.
The opponent can perform countless combinations of complex attacks, with none repeating.
At this mont, the nurical gap is simply too large.
Magaras was imprisoned in an instant, isolated from the Magic Net, he could only rely on his stamina to resurrect repeatedly, eventually wasting away.
The opponent's prison seems to use so ingenious Ninth Tier combat technique, perfectly targeting the various divine power characteristics of Magaras after a few tries.
Under the ever-rotating erasure prison, not even the parallel gates can open, making escape impossible.
Beside them.
Hearing Decay's voice, Fortuna shrank her neck, "This guy is quite ruthless, he took down the fierce Magaras so quickly."
Although, this was partly because Magaras was too complacent.
This ti, he fell for Decay's initial kill, completely unaware that the opponent also had a "Divine Object," also a god.
Treating the opponent as a mortal in battle, that was why he lost instantly.
Of course.
Ultimately, it's because the opponent is too strong.
Among the divine spirits, the basic nurical value is actually the most simple factor in determining victory or defeat.
A single force breaks thousands of tricks, specifically against flashy ones.
"Hmm, his previous opponent was ." God floated in mid-air, casting a glance at the bragging Magaras.
He was putting on a good front, with a bit of God's arrogance, but who knew he'd be beaten like this in the blink of an eye.
This is the price of arrogance.
Liu Jun secretly took this as a warning.
At this mont, Decay, the ragged beggar, looked at God curiously,
"You were his opponent? You're also a weak Eighth Tier, did you also find a way to break through to the Ninth Tier?"
"Co, perform for ."
This beggar casually sat down, guzzling wine in the void, as if watching a show in a tavern, "Let see what your thod of breaking through to the Ninth Tier looks like."
"Although you all are a bit strange, you ruined my mood for drinking, hopefully you'll satisfy a bit more."
This Twelfth Day was also quite unique, another one who loved to show off.
Liu Jun suddenly thought of so archaic urban dragon king literature.
Where the protagonist wouldn't wear good clothes, opting for slippers, ripped jeans, ssy hair, going to various parties, getting ridiculed by security...
Initially Liu Jun thought this guy was a strong person who didn't indulge in pleasures and desires.
But now, through his words and actions, he seed more like one of those who deliberately plays the fool, then shows off and slaps everyone in the face.
Is this beggar outfit his showing-off suit?
"Why, can't you break through to the Ninth Tier?" Decay thought for a mont.
God looked at the beggar before him and said:
"The difference between gods is not small. Ma's power is strong but too extre, his weaknesses are obvious, and different opponents can counter this quite clearly... since you want to see my power..."
Various kinds of divine power slowly emanated from God, these glows trembling as if nurturing sothing.
Pure white halos surrounded God, cute little angel phantoms floating around, as an ethereal voice ca,
"As you wish."
In the endless sacred light, God's figure stepped forward, softly murmuring a sentence: "Realm, I command you to step into the Ninth Tier."
As his words fell, a voice responded as promised: "If it is your will, I must comply."
God's power suddenly erupted, causing an earth-shattering change.
Although he had essentially just cultivated back to the Seventh Tier, with his gem equipnt, he was already at the peak of the Eighth Tier, and now with a shout.
Gem 10 equipnt continued to break through.
He was already at the early stage of the Ninth Tier.
But like Magaras, his realm was incomplete, one forcibly broken through using an unreasonable chanism, soon he would explode and perish.
Magaras's way of dealing with the explosion was ti reversal.
And God's way of dealing with the explosion was: immortal lock.
As if a series of invisible shackles locked God's figure, solidifying his state at that instant.
Decay saw this scene, clapped and laughed, involuntarily praising:
"Truly marvelous, completely different thods, yet they achieve such outrageous things equally."
"I am becoming more and more curious about you fancy things."
In the distance.
Moxia of the Mother Civilization suddenly pointed at God's immortality and said: "Isn't this also a lock? Isn't this also a shackle?"
Galina was silent for a mont, her face gloomy due to the uncontrolled battle before her, "You incessant simpleton, what are you trying to say?"
Moxia shouted: "Haven't you realized? Just now Ma broke through to the Ninth Tier with chains, God has broken through to the Ninth Tier with locks... Clearly, rope art is the core version of the cosmos!"
Sakya beside them didn't know how to respond, both his partners were quite the handful.
The next mont.
No more excessive words, the two figures fiercely collided, and the sky surged with a massive ripple, transforming into a violent shockwave spreading out.
When the red glow filled the sky faded.
Only the shattered God was seen slowly being repaired.
Yet Decay couldn't help but let out a slight exclamation, "You use this immortal repair ability, which is sowhat akin to ti, are all you so-called gods that hard to kill?"
While mocking, he was suddenly startled in his heart.
'What on earth is going on, my erasure power disappeared? His defensive asures were rendered useless, his divine power was infiltrating my body without restraint?'
'What kind of technique is this?'
Decay's expression finally turned a bit serious.
After only a few exchanges, he roughly understood the opponent's abilities and characteristics.
Probably a contestant of the sa type as him, extrely comprehensive, possessing various powerful multiple divine powers in every move...
Obviously a jack-of-all-trades without weaknesses.
Moreover, the opponent seed to have so special power to erase eradication.
Decay no longer had a playful look, "So that's it, you removed erasure, it doesn't have much effect on that God of Ti... but it does affect , a mortal."
As his voice fell, God was seen stepping forward one step at a ti.
At this mont, Decay instead beca another Magaras, constantly retreating, trying to avoid the opponent's attacks.
The erasure disappeared, his defensive power was effectively zero, his invincible golden body was broken, without defense he could only keep dodging the opponent's attacks.
'Without defensive power, just avoid getting hit...'
'Be careful next, then you can kill him.'
He made a few nimble leaps, using the Power of Space to flicker far away, his fingers sharply changing several tis, aligning with more than three hundred powers of laws, firing a light wave.
But the next mont, a scene left many in the venue with a blank mind.
God actually perford exactly the sa actions, creating the sa formula ratio, firing the sa mixed light wave.
Boom!
The two light waves collided.
Because of his lower basic nurical values, it was obvious His wave was weaker, soon pushed back.
But in the next instant, God looked at the two connecting light waves, softly spoke, "Light wave, listen to my will..."
The next mont, God's Wisdom Divine Power seeped through the light wave to the other side's wave, soon a voice from that wave was heard, "If it is your will, I must comply."
The terrifying light wave suddenly turned around, the two waves rged into a larger super light wave, with astonishing waves it fell on Decay.
The opponent had no ti to react, only feeling as if a large firework exploded on his face, his whole body, as if ground by a millstone, beca a bloody ss.
Decay only felt disfigured, hovering in the distant sky, looking at this almighty God who spoke and things followed, he exclaid in horror and anger: "What... what... are you?"
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