In the eternal night star sea, the red sky rises in the darkness, and the indescribable scarlet existence stares at his opponent.

On the thick scarlet arms, a human face emerged with a gloomy expression.

"Emperor, you actually have so many emperors!"

The soul sender looked at Lu Chen's state and stopped cautiously. He felt that his seed connection had been completely severed.

Those forty-nine white runes seemed to have endless power, violently suppressing the man's body and blocking contact with the outside world.

Lu Chen used forty-nine Dao Seals to suppress his body. When the connection between those soul seeds and each other was severed, and blocked by the power of Dao Seals, he also found some clues.

The ability of this violator is at a more root level, and its nature reminds him of the "unknown old age" of the Zhetian world. Without a certain high-level understanding and strength, it is impossible to expel and find those soul seeds.

Of course, the ability of the soul sender is certainly not comparable to the emperor-level methods, but they are different but have the same effect...

He sorted out his energy and blood and moved forward. In the past two months of fighting, his understanding of this opponent has gradually matured.

And as he said, there are some problems with the soul sender, and he has not dealt with many things well, but he may not have discovered it himself.

"You are indeed very unexpected, but these emperor words are not driven by you. You can only use them to cut off the connection between the soul seed and me. This cannot reverse your disadvantage."

The soul-sender's mood stabilized. Although he said so, he was very cautious and did not continue to take action.

Because those emperor words made him very afraid. Although Lu Chen did not understand them thoroughly and was unable to exert their true power, he could only protect the Immortal Platform to suppress himself and cut off the negative influence of the outside world on himself, but they also contained the laws of the emperor, not

He can figure it out.

"Then why did you distance yourself from me?"

Lu Chen laughed mockingly, holding the Regicide in his hand and stepping into the void. It was obvious that he was the one with lower attributes, but his momentum was not weak at all.

Duke Slaughter's Wild Hunting skill was activated, and a series of his main attributes were raised to 190 points. He re-examined the opponent in front of him with his martial arts eyes, but he could still only see the details of this old god.

[Fear the Old God. Harquist]

Details: The old god who represents fear, the ruler of the soul burial ground, the spreader of final fear, and the creator of fear outside the world.

Constitution: 193 points (+2)

Strength: 192 points (+2)

Agility: 193 points (+2)

Spirit: 194 points (+2)

Charisma: -15 points (-10)

Lucky:???

Existence form: God-like creature

Skill 1: Ancient God (Passive)

Skill effect: As one of the first old gods in this world, Haquisert has a profound heritage. The upper limit of life source value is +200%, the upper limit of soul source value is +300%, and the natural recovery speed of life source and soul source is +1000.

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Skill 2: God of Burial Earth (Passive)

Skill effect: As the original ruler of the Soul Burial Ground, when the God of Fear Haquist is in any world with souls, the effect of the ancient god's skills is doubled, and all attributes +1 point. If he is in the Soul Burial Ground

Within, no soul source is consumed when mobilizing power, and all attributes are +2 points.

Skill 3: Old Ruler (Passive)

Skill effect: Haquist's charm lock is -10 points. Every move he makes will spread the will of fear. Those whose mental attributes are lower than 150 points will be completely dominated by fear and their spirits will fall into chaos. Those whose mental attributes are lower than 180 points will be completely dominated by fear.

Those who are subject to strong mental pollution, with a score lower than 190, will hear whispers and see many illusions.

Depending on the mental power gap between the target and Haquist's own, the target's soul resistance will be weakened by 20%-100%. After the target's soul is contaminated, the physical resistance will be weakened by 10%-50%.

Skill 4: Creator (Passive)

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Skill 5: Heart of Fear (Passive)

Skill effect: When Haquist's life source or soul source value drops below 50%, this skill effect will be triggered, all attributes +1, physical resistance, and spell resistance will be increased by an additional 45%.

Skill 6: Original Will (Passive/Active)

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Skill 7: Soul Fall (Active)

Skill effect: Haquist consumes more soul source points and performs a locked soul attack on a specific target, which will weaken the enemy's spell resistance by 50%. Depending on the current state of Haquist's mental attributes, it will cause damage to the target.

The soul damage multiplier is greater than 400%, accompanied by extremely strong mental pollution.

Cooling time: none

Skill 8: Primal Fear (Active)

Skill effect: Haquist can consume the souls harvested by him stored in the body, release the original fear power, and directly descend to the target's soul in the form of soul locking, causing a large amount of spell damage to the target, and Haquist

The true damage is 10% of the upper limit of Erte's soul source value.

Cooling time: 10 minutes

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Temporary status: (parasitic)

Details: Harquist is in a parasitized state, his physique, strength, agility, spirit +1 point, and the natural recovery speed of the soul source -200%

Lu Chen could see most of the details about Harquist, but could not see the situation of the violators.

His martial arts eye could only vaguely sense that there was a parasitic force in Hallquist's body, and that unit was constantly changing in his body, or it could be said that it was some kind of uncertain existence like a soul seed.

After the soul-sender parasitizes the target, its own state of existence is blurred. If Lu Chen wants to kill the soul-sender, he must not only be able to defeat this old god who is still in a strengthened state, but also must be able to trace the source with one blow.

Kill the body of the soul sender.

In the darkness of nothingness, the deep and violent red, with its dark shadow, slashed towards the huge divine body.

Between offense and defense, there is a lot of fun.

When the darkness cuts through the darkness, the energy and blood that stirs up the sky are as majestic as the sea, and the regicide streaks across, and large pieces of arms fall off the indescribable body.

God Eater's active skill is activated. During these sixty seconds, he is the hunter!

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The dark torrent from the north swept across the earth, and the top of the wave was illuminated by the crystal white light from the south, and a pale human body was vaguely visible on the top of the tide.

The houses that the craftsmen worked hard to build seemed so fragile when natural disasters came. Flooding beasts greedily devoured everything in sight. The tide did not decline as it pushed inland, and the power of death drove behind it, as if it wanted to kill all living beings.

In the township, the elderly woman walked out of the door, stuck a fork into the haystack, picked up her frail little granddaughter, and stroked the little girl's hair with her old hands.

The little girl trembled, "Grandma, I'm so scared. Something bad keeps talking in my ears. I'm so scared."

The old woman touched her granddaughter's head, her body trembling slightly in the cold wind, "Don't be afraid, grandma is here."

She held the little girl in her arms, letting her chin rest on her shoulder to give her granddaughter a sense of comfort, and looked at the distant sky.

What came from the north was darkness, because the huge waves of unknown height covered the sky, and the dark tide absorbed the radiance of the goddess, like a world-destroying giant beast, coming towards them to devour them.

The will of death penetrated the dark film and reached their minds.

The old woman closed her eyes, quietly touched her granddaughter's head, and hummed a nursery rhyme. It was the song she would hum every day when she put her granddaughter to sleep in her happy life.

"Little girl... optimistic and cheerful..."

"...Sleep quickly...you in the dream...are still happy..."

The old woman had a kind voice. In the strong wind, perhaps only the little girl clinging to her could hear this familiar song.

She closed her eyes quietly and hummed along with her grandma, "You in the dream... are still fast..."

boom--

The cold and merciless sea tide passed by, and the impact of high pressure wiped out all buildings and life. The old man and the little girl hugging each other were also separated by the powerful force and fell into a permanent sleep.

It turns out that when the torrent of doomsday comes, no matter how tight you hold it, it will not help.

On the way of the tsunami, some people cried bitterly, some yelled and cursed wildly, some broke things to vent their anger, and some ran confusedly to the south.

A couple holds each other's hands, looks at each other affectionately, then embraces, lips touching.

When the icy sea current rushed past, their bodies were rolled in the water, and their faces were not filled with happy relief, but with desperate horror.

The child was swallowed up in the cry, and the man opened his arms to protect his wife and children. He knew it would be useless, but he wanted to take the first step. He wanted to see the warm smile of his relatives in his eyes before the last moment.

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But he couldn't see it, all he saw was the gradually distorted and horrified expression... and he himself.

In the interior of the Sistine Empire, under the phantom shadow of the towering god, a war has begun that has never been seen before in this era of mankind, or perhaps has never happened before in the history of the land abandoned by gods.

This is a fight between humans. It is ridiculous to say that the torrent of the end of the world is sweeping the earth, and the extinct old gods have come to announce the end of the era, but they are still fighting among themselves.

No matter which camp you belong to, there is helplessness hidden in the eyes, but more importantly, there is a kind of perseverance.

Three gray-black devils surrounded the blond man in white robes and attacked him like mindless beasts. Peter swung his golden creations and fought against these divine machines from the east.
To be continued...