MTL - Transcendent Dawn-Chapter 839 war

The eighth level of the spirit world.

A beluga whale has a leisurely posture, cruising through the void.

On its back, it is hunched over the whole world.

The size of the huge white whale is incalculable, and every time it swims, it will set off a fierce storm.

In the end, it came under a huge world tree.

The roots of this ancient tree are stuck in the void, and the huge canopy is rippling with a rainbow of seven colors, and it also shelters a world inside.

Seeing this, the white whale ran into it directly.

Boom!

There was an astonishing impact.

Two huge behemoths directly collided together and began to wrestle each other.

At the same time, the world they carried also began to converge.

The beginning of the convergence of the world membrane.

A new piece of land was formed, with no traces of plants or animals on it, and the earth showed a fine iron color.

This is a temporary battlefield that has been specially fortified, and can even accommodate the eruption of the gods!

"For God!"

The warriors on the World Tree are a group of blond white males wearing ancient Greek-style white robes and holding spears and other weapons.

They shouted the name of the gods, stepped directly on the sea and the air, and rushed into the battlefield.

In the sky, the **** in charge of thunder and lightning descended thunder, which seemed to boost their morale.

"Roar!"

On the other side, the behemoths from the beluga world are all kinds of behemoths.

They are roaring, they are huge in size, and every time they fall, the surrounding soil trembles.

Countless armies gathered together and began a **** fight.

Not only them, but in the sky, there are also gods fighting with the beasts.

The evil dog with its mouth full of chaos directly bit down the head of a god, and its head was smashed by another **** with a hammer.

The immortal gods are reduced to warriors here, harvested in waves.

Among the human gods, a main **** wearing a white robe and holding a thunder and lightning stood up, and his body was rippling with the waves of the 9th-order dominator level.

From the side of the beast, a giant snake that can swallow the starry sky also emerged.

The two master-level gods fought together, and the rippling waves caused natural disasters in both worlds.

Damn it!

Time does not know how long it has passed.

The giant Python Style swallowed half of the body dominated by the thunder, and the spear dominated by the thunder also penetrated deeply into the right pupil of the giant Python Style.

Boom!

The golden blood was spilled and turned into a rain of blood in the sky.

This seems to be a signal that separates the two entangled gods, returning to each other, licking their wounds.

And the war on the ground has been going on.

...

"This is... [The Creator]'s battlefield? Use the cultivated world as chess pieces to fight?"

Thulhu stood in the void, watching this scene quietly.

"Sure enough... it was not the right decision to upgrade Laplace's world, otherwise a new world would simply not be able to compete with this old-fashioned world."

Whether it is the world of Beluga or the world of trees, it is obvious that they have undergone a long transformation. Everything for the sake of war, regardless of the potential to destroy, there are a dozen gods.

Laplace World is just a newborn child, unable to contend at all.

"But... what is the purpose of such a battle?"

Thulhu has some doubts.

[The Creator]'s breakthrough seems to lie in the world created.

Once another [Creator] is cultivated in the created world, it may mean a breakthrough for the original creator.

But here, he is a little bit unable to understand.

"Are these worlds all bets? As long as one side wins, you can plunder the other side's world origin?"

Each of this "Creator" world is equivalent to the sum of the superimposed masses of the world of spirits and the kingdom of gods before Thulhu. The origin of the world is naturally very different.

"If you can plunder ten or eight big worlds and pile them into one world, it will indeed make the world extremely powerful, and even more than a dozen'children of destiny', among them, maybe one [Creator] can be born?"

After all, Thulhu is already ten levels, after a little thought, I thought of a possibility.

He looked at the World Tree and the white whale entangled.

The battle between the two worlds will obviously not end in a short time. It will last for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and more than ten generations. It is very possible.

He continued to move forward, wanting to enter the world tree to see one or two.

"what?"

At this moment, a surprised voice came.

In the induction of Thulhu, a humanoid creature suddenly appeared above the canopy of the World Tree.

He is the [creator] of the World Tree! The same Tier 10 professional!

The other person's appearance is similar to that of an elf, with extremely delicate features, slightly pointed ears, and no gender.

At this time, I used a mysterious language to invite: "New [Creator]? Welcome to the kingdom of Siya!"

For a Tier 7 professional, proficiency in language and writing is not a problem, even if the opponent uses a brand-new mysterious language, it is nothing to Thulhu.

After thinking about it, Thulhu followed the green light and entered the top of the world tree.

Here, a huge tree palace stands proudly, and various longevity springs flow in the fountain.

The gods of all colors are perfect in appearance and form, standing or sitting, playing the harp, and singing chants.

At the core of them is the [Creator] Siya who has just met.

The other party is lying halfway on the couch, and the gods serve wine and food.

"Congratulations to you, [Creator] of the World Tree!"

Thulhu walked into the hall and nodded to Siya: "You can call me Thulhu!"

"Great [Creator], please sit down!"

Siya asked Thulhu to lie down on another gorgeous soft chair, and naturally a female **** came over and delivered a grape-like fruit into Thulhu mouth.

"Your Excellency Thulhu, are you a lone traveler?" Siya looked at Thulhu and suddenly said: "I did not bring her own world..."

"Yes, after all, it's... dangerous here."

Thulhu answered calmly.

Although there is a war ~www.novelbuddy.com~, Siya doesn't take it seriously. She seems to have a tacit understanding with the [Creator] who is opposite to the Beluga World. The same idea, some even completely abandoned the world they created."

"About the promotion of [Creator]..."

Thulhu asked: "Do they want to find a new way?"

"Haha..." Siya let out a sweet laugh: "As long as your Excellency stays here for a long time, a lot of information will be automatically obtained... In the infinite space on the eighth level of the spirit world, there are indeed some strange things, right [ [The Creator] is very attractive, and this is also the target that those lone [Creators] wander around looking for."

"Oh?"

Thulhu leans forward involuntarily: "What is that?"

"'source'!"

Siya raised her right hand, condensing an illusory blue light spot: "It is rumored that it comes from the ninth level of the spiritual world, the ultimate of everything..."