Chapter 678： (1/2)
He spoke lightly, still carrying his hands on his back.
A head of golden hair is burning like a flame, dancing gently.
Death Knight Cromwell glanced in front of him...the weak young true god.
There was a thought on his face.
when.
This weak true **** can also look down upon himself like the lord god?
no answer.
There is no sound.
The young **** frowned.
He was unhappy.
What does this mean?
He is the **** of Lord Mallory, who dares not give face to the entire ice and fire corridor?
”Horse……”
He took a sudden step forward, speaking angrily on his face.
But the voice just came out.
A faint light of death gleamed in the eyes of the green-armored knight ahead, piercing through the world.
There is no earth-shattering momentum.
Two rays of death passed through the body of the young true god.
Suddenly--
Everything is completely dead.
This young true **** from head to toe, whether it is a divine body or a divine soul, or a divine character, or a divine tool...
All vitality disappeared, turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.
Death knight Cromwell was expressionless as he drove his horse past.
His speed is not fast.
But the void around it seemed to be distorted.
It's just a moment.
He has appeared tens of millions of kilometers away.
Ahead.
A group of true gods were staring at him with alarm.
”Who are you?!”
Mallory's eyelids jumped wildly, staring at the knight in green armor in front of him.
Although the opponent's power is not obvious.
but--
He suddenly felt a terrifying feeling.
It was as if he was being targeted by a terrifying **** when he was just promoted to the middle true **** millions of years ago!
That feeling.
He hasn't felt it for millions of years.
but now--
This horrible feeling that made him numb all over, but it appeared again!
”Are you Mallory?”
Death Knight Cromwell's voice was calm, without any temperature.
It's like a horror knight from hell, making people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.
”...Misunderstanding...misunderstanding...”
Mallory swallowed, a smile on his face, and said with difficulty.
He was under great pressure.
A stormy sea was set off.
The person in front of you--
Extremely horrible.
I'm afraid it's not an upper true god!
He was about to scold his mother in his heart.
Do you think you have lived too long?
Actually ran to the site of a high-ranking true god, trying to grab the opponent's things!
”There are a lot of people.”
Death Knight Cromwell said indifferently.
As his voice fell.
Suddenly--
The void in a radius of a million kilometers fluctuates violently.
It was like a pot of boiling porridge, surging.
One, two, three...