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"But, are the temples of the Angel Clan so chilling?"
It raised its head solemnly.
The Angels were the top tribe among the Chaos Outer Gods! Even though there were Infinite God Stars and Heaven before them, they still had to rank 20 or more behind the Angels.
And now.
The Pigeon God's eyes were heavy: "After all."
"Did you still choose the abyss?"
Yes, that's right. From the projection of the temple complex, it saw the black air of the abyss and the black fallen angels swimming in it.
And at this moment.
The main battlefield between the Pantheon and the Abyss has already seen continents shattered one after another, with all kinds of fighting breaking out in every piece of space debris floating in the deep space.
Lao Huang is also among them, and he is fighting on the edge with members of the Buxianren Sect.
"Stability is the rule we follow in Buxianren's teaching."
"There's no need to take risks. Just stay on the edge. Run if you can."
"You don't have enough strength to reach the core areas, so all of you should work together here and kill the weakest ones."
".Your Excellency the Priest, you have a point, but..." Everyone said helplessly: "These monsters are very weak. Apart from the fact that they can recover from injuries quickly, they pose almost no threat."
"So every time we are about to kill them all, we let them escape and then resume the fight. Isn't that a bit too safe?!"
Old Huang cursed: "You little guys don't know shit, this is a strategy."
As long as you keep creating a fighting atmosphere, there won't be any difficult or troublesome problems that are hard to deal with, and you won't be found slacking off.
"And now the situation continues to get worse."
"Not to mention the mask of the God of Unrest that just fell, the large number of projections that have appeared in the Sea of Oldness are already completely tainted with the terrifying aura of the abyss."
Old Huang was in a dignified state of mind. Although he said so, he had been leading the 300 members of the Buxianren Sect to fight safely until now, and no damage had occurred.
It's simply because it can see the current situation clearly.
It is enough for them to be on the edge. The core does not need their strength at all, and they would just die if they went there.
That was already a battle between gods, a clash of top forces and gods, and each of them had an astonishing title.
The force of the explosion seemed to break through the deep space.
Old Huang watched all this.
That guy Su Buxian spoke nicely before, but I have said it many times.
He had no idea what was happening in front of him.
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At this moment, projections of hundreds of thousands of gods and millions of demigods are reflected in the Sea of Olden Days, and the fighting continues.
Old Huang watched all this silently.
But it's not a big problem.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away, they are very comfortable here on the edge.
"Senior Priest."
At this moment.
Nancy appeared beside him and couldn't help but say, "Aren't we being too lazy? This war is closely related to everyone."
“Although being able to stand here is beyond the reach of many people, but…”
He sighed softly.
Nancy still hopes that everyone can work hard and win a future here.
"I know what you're thinking."
Old Huang spoke calmly:
"But it's not that simple."
He looked at the space fragment.
"On the surface, it looks like a confrontation between the Pantheon and the Abyss, but in reality, the Pantheon and the Abyss are the same. Apart from the core group of temples, there are too many top forces and gods gathered here."
Nancy was stunned.
He knew this, but he didn't understand it in detail.
And the meaning of the Yellow Robe Priest.
"All the forces here have chosen a camp, or have no choice but to choose a camp. In essence, they all put their own interests first. Let's not talk about the Abyss for now. The same thing also exists on the Pantheon side."
“Actually, look carefully.”
Old Huang said slowly: "You will see many battlefields where gods fight each other. They are organized. Except for the core group of gods in the Pantheon, the others are cooperative alliances. It's not that simple."
Nancy's heart sank slightly.
He probably understood what the yellow-robed priest meant.
"We are not idle, and being able to occupy 300 places is enough, but if we want to go a step further, we still have to look at everything behind the scenes."
"Without the protection of the gods, if we rush into that battlefield, we will have no way to retreat. No matter how many casualties there are, we will have no support. I even bet that within an hour, we will be shattered and more than half of them will be killed or injured."
Nancy murmured, "So that's how it is."
In this battlefield, they themselves are a very small organization that has inserted itself into the battlefield. It is not easy to occupy 300 places in the list of millions. However, they are different from other forces and people with destiny.
Other forces have their own gods and organizations for protection, but the Mandate of Heaven is part of the Pantheon. Even if they are weak, they will be protected by the Pantheon.
"Not an idle person"
“I am the only one who came here as a business partner.”
"Why do you think I stopped you?" Lao Huang said calmly.
"And Su Buxian mentioned the words business and cooperation many times. Do you really think he was just being arrogant? He removed himself from the Pantheon and didn't want you to become cannon fodder for other forces."
Nancy was silent.
He finally understood now.
That guy Su Buxian actually thought so far?
And this high priest in front of me actually saw through everything?
"I understand what Su Buxian means. Let's do this now."
"Do not."
Old Huang shook his head: "You don't understand."
"Or rather, I don't understand either."
Nancy was stunned.
Old Huang twitched his lips imperceptibly. "Because Su Buxian hasn't shown up yet, let's wait. I don't know what kind of surprise or shock he will bring, but you are familiar with that guy, and he will always attack you unexpectedly."
Nancy agreed, but he looked at the battle all over the sky.
But in the current situation, he felt that even if there was a surprise, it had nothing to do with this place.
"Boom boom boom!!"
At this moment.
There are more than a dozen more majestic projections of the Pantheon and the Abyss, rumbling out from the Sea of Olden Days.
Old Huang's eyes narrowed.
"Appeared"
"This is the most powerful God King under the God Lord."
The number of people who showed up was not large compared to before, but the appearance of each figure caused violent waves in the Sea of the Past.
"Although the Seven Pillar Gods of the Abyss have not yet appeared, there are already 120 God Kings gathered in the Pantheon who have joined their camp."
And the God Kings of Chaos were also descending, but they did not head to the battlefield below. That was not where they should go. These outer God Kings just watched everything with cold eyes.
Wherever it landed, a vast projection was formed, as if it was going to directly cover the space fragment where it landed.
"here we go."
Old Huang looked over at them one by one with a serious expression.
“That’s what I said.”
"When it's personal gain."
They had the upper hand on the battlefield, and the surrounding deep space membrane seemed to be breaking at this moment, as if thousands of troops were about to enter.
At this moment.
The fighting on the main battlefield seemed to have calmed down a little. Countless people were gasping for breath, retracting their cold swords, and temporarily retreating to seek shelter.
On this main battlefield, the projection of the God King was like a towering mountain, standing still but exuding unparalleled majesty and oppression.
On the other side of the abyss, the figure was shrouded in a dark aura, as if it was a nightmare from the abyss, shrouding the world in fear and oppression. Each projection was like a high-hanging star, quietly but ruthlessly watching the battle below, adding a heavy atmosphere to the already chaotic situation.
"How does it feel?"
Bai Yilin and the others showed uneasiness and trembling on their faces, and said palely:
"My body was shaking uncontrollably."
They all lowered their heads and gasped for breath:
"It's as if I'll explode if I look at it any longer."
The gods of the Pantheon and the Abyss, each representing a different faith and power, confronted each other, and the air was filled with a tense feeling. The indifference between the gods, even if they didn't say a word, was like an invisible blade, cutting across the battlefield.
The God King of the Abyss, wearing a black cloak, with his face hidden in the shadows, only revealing a pair of eyes as hot as flames, gives people an omnipresent sense of terror. Their existence is not only a symbol of power, but also the embodiment of fear, because each God King is shrouded in black mist.
Old Huang said in a deep voice: "Because we have no shelter, no miracles have descended upon us. The soul suppression that cannot be looked at directly will come directly. If you get close enough, you can only rely on the so-called character cards or other ancient powers to stand firm, but that's all."