Marvel God of Blood God

Facing Adam's provocation, the beholder waved its tentacles and said, "You are a little more trouble than I imagined, but it's only a little bit."

Adam sneered: "A little? In hell, I can't die."

"I didn't intend to kill you, that's not fun, I want to turn you into a chaotic creature."

"That's what makes it interesting," said the beholder.

"It's not just fun, right? After turning me into a chaotic creature, I will take you back into the main universe."

Adam coldly snorted, the beholder is indeed a psycho, it's true, but the beholder is not stupid, in terms of the overall situation, he has no problem, it's just that his behavior is absurd.

While talking with the beholder, Adam secretly sent a voice transmission to Strange: "Once the beholder activates the chaotic time and space, you immediately take action to stop the tentacles. In addition, you carefully perceive the time fluctuations around you. The time gem is only a foreign object after all. You If you want to go further, you must understand the concept of time."

"clear."

Strange nodded imperceptibly, but felt a little strange in his heart. The Supreme Mage was taught by the devil of hell. Did he take the wrong script?

"Isn't it natural?"

The beholder sneered, and the three tentacles rolled towards Adam. Adam quickly swung the big sword, and the power of hell turned into sword energy, and shot at the beholder densely.

The beholder's tentacles waved wantonly, destroying all the sword energy, and then, his tentacles appeared beside Adam out of thin air, trying to bind him.

At this moment, a green light suddenly appeared, and the beholder's tentacles were fixed there. Adam transformed the great sword into a giant sword hundreds of meters long, and slashed down on the tentacles.

Pfft, the great sword slashed into the beholder's tentacles fiercely, all the way down like a bamboo shoot, at this moment, the tentacles broke through the time limit and disappeared suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the other three tentacles smashed at Adam. Adam swung his sword to resist, and fought with the beholder. The surrounding space was completely shattered, and the ground continued to sag and collapse.

Strange concentrated his attention on comprehending the time. Whenever there was confusion in the time, he immediately took action to stop the beholder. With his help, Adam became more and more courageous in the battle, and did not fall behind at all.

Before, it was the beholder who crushed Adam and Strange, but now, the two sides have evenly divided the stakes.

This battle is destined to be fought for a long time.

...

Let's turn back the time a little bit. Within a fair space, Sithorn burst out laughing after hearing what Wang Burt said.

"Blood God, I have to say that you are really powerful. You actually created such a fair space that even the ancient gods can suppress. Even the creator god may not be able to do this."

Sithorn said: "Unfortunately, you chose the wrong person. This fair space can't deal with me. In fact, this space can't even deal with my projection."

Wang Bot asked with interest: "Why?"

"Because my greatest strength is not strength, but black magic."

Sithorn flew up, and the black mist on his body turned into dozens of runes that looked lifeless: "With the black magic I have mastered, no one at the same level is my opponent, including you Blood God."

Wang Bot said lightly: "Have you ever heard what is called one punch breaks all magic?"

"Never heard of it, Blood God, thank you for your fair space, I will kill you and take this treasure away."

Sithorn didn't talk nonsense, he pushed forward with both hands, and all the runes turned into tiny black lights and shot towards Wang Burt.

This is not a ray, but a finger of death. Sithorn's projection can only release one finger of death, while Sithorn's body can release dozens of them at a time. The reason is very simple, Sithorn has the concept of black magic.

Sithorn was able to beat the ancient gods all over, relying on black magic and the concept of black magic, the superposition of the two is by no means as simple as one plus one.

Wang Bot was not afraid, he put his hands together, and the space turned into a big mouth, swallowing all the black air of death, and then the space calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

"Spatial concept, how is this possible?"

Sithorn was shocked. The blood god actually gave the concept of space to his clone? How is this possible, he wants to die?

The concept of space is the main concept of the blood god. Without this concept, he might not even be able to block the punch of Tun Xing.

"I am the master of space. This space cannot be broken. Only I can use space magic in this space."

A halo emerged from Wang Bot's body. Immediately afterwards, the halo merged into the fair space, and the space became extremely solid with a sudden shock. At the same time, the space recognized its master. Except for Wang Bot, no one else could use space magic.

Space concept - the master of space!

"Blood God, I didn't expect you to develop the concept of space to the extreme in just a few years."

Sithorn stared at him, then sneered and said, "Unfortunately, you are too stupid to give the concept of space to the avatar. Haha, thank you for the gift. I will also have the concept of space in the future."

"Poor ghost, I don't even bother to show off to you."

Wang Bot smiled contemptuously, and rushed towards Sithorn like a cannonball. Sithorn snorted coldly, and the black mist on his body turned into densely packed deformed monsters and rushed towards Wang Bot. At the same time, he hid himself in the black mist and disappeared.

With a ring on Wang Bot's right hand, dozens of space light circles appeared beside the monster. Then, the light circle shrank rapidly, and all the monsters were cut into dozens of sections, turning into black air and dissipating.

It's not over yet, Wang Bot grabbed the air with his left hand, and Sithorn's neck was firmly held in his hand, but it was a grip of space.

Sithorn had no fear, but a sneer appeared on his face. Then, his body disintegrated and turned into dense runes that were branded on Wang Bot's left arm.

It turned out that this was not Sithorn's real body. He used magic to deceive Wang Bert, and then took the opportunity to cast a curse on him.

Wang Bot cut off his left arm very simply with his palm knife. Immediately afterwards, the muscles at the cut of his left arm twitched, and a new arm was born quickly.

At this moment, Sithorn appeared next to the broken arm, and grabbed the broken arm—cursing the opponent with the flesh and blood of the opponent, the power will be greatly increased.

Wang Bot's complexion changed slightly, and with a swipe of one hand, the space slashed towards Sithorn layer by layer like a sharp blade.

The black mist on Sithorn's body floated up and turned into a black page. Immediately afterwards, a giant arm emerged from the page, smashing the space blade with a punch, and bombarded Wang Burt with unabated momentum.

This is a hand that Sithorn once sealed, possessing half the strength of an ancient god.

Wang Bott pointed at the void, and the void twisted. The big hand changed direction and slammed towards Sithorne. Sithorne grabbed Wang Bott's arm and sat on the big hand. Then, the big hand changed direction and slammed at Wang Bott again. !

Wang Bot was about to cast space magic, at this moment, his consciousness was suddenly blurred, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"The best curse to deal with the clone is the Lost God Curse. The clone does not have a complete soul and has huge spiritual defects."

Sithorn was overjoyed, at this moment, Wangbert's arm in his hand suddenly turned into a bloody sharp blade, stabbing at him fiercely.

Sithorn was startled, and hurriedly threw a cloud of black mist towards the sharp blade. The sharp blade deflected and stabbed hard into the giant's arm. The giant's arm exploded with a bang, and Sithorn took the opportunity to escape.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody blade reverted to Wang Bot in the air, and the previous Wang Bot turned into a wisp of blood and flew back to him.

"You didn't fall under the curse? Is that severed hand intentionally used to lure me into the bait?"

Sithorn's face was a little ugly - not because he was almost injured, but because he was calculated by others.

He is Sithorn, he has always calculated others, and now he is being calculated by others in reverse. Uncle can bear this tone, and neither can aunt.

"The so-called Great Demon God Sithorn is nothing more than that."

Wang Bot sneered and said, "By the way, I haven't shown my real ability yet. Space magic is my own ability, not mine."

Everyone's energy is limited, Wang Bot has many concepts, but he doesn't have much time to comprehend them one by one, so he gave a copy of the source to the bald clone, let him study it, and then take it back.

The dragon soul avatar also has a similar situation. What he studies is the concept of energy-Qi is a kind of energy.

"Arrogance."

Sithorn was so angry that the black mist on his body suddenly turned into dense runes, and then these runes gradually merged together.

Naturally, Wang Bott would not turn a blind eye. He clapped his hands forward, and the void slapped Sithorn like a huge wave. Sithorn popped out a rune, and the rune turned into a stone tablet in the air, and the huge wave of space suddenly Disappear.

This is a stele of space, which can suppress space—Sishorn is famous among the ancient gods for having many treasures and many cards. There is no way, he is very powerful, and he has a lot of black magic to find treasures.

Wang Bot snorted coldly, grabbed it from the air, and the space stele exploded directly.

At this moment, the runes in front of Sithorn fused together and turned into a small altar. Without wasting time, Sithorn immediately took out an ancient god's heart from his body and placed it on the altar.

Then, Sithorne yelled: "I ask for more fairness here."

Accompanied by Sithorn's voice, the altar lit up with a dazzling black light, enveloping the entire heart. Then, the black light merged into the surrounding space, and the space shook violently, creating an additional layer of restriction.

Sithorn sacrificed the heart of the ancient god to prevent everyone in the space from using space magic, including Wang Bot.

"It's not bad to use your strength to fight."

Wang Bot snorted coldly. Under normal circumstances, Sithorn could not seal his space magic. The reason why he succeeded this time is because of the fair space.

Fair space, all fair.

"Bound yourself in a cocoon, without space magic, what skills do you have?"

Sithorn sneered, and the black mist on his body turned into dense monsters again and rushed towards Wang Bot.

These monsters are all strong men who died under Sithorne's hands, and each one is full of resentment, which is completely different from the cannon fodder in the previous wave.

Wang Bot's eyes lit up red, and then two heat rays blasted out, and all the monsters hit were reduced to ashes.

This is not over yet, Wang Bot turned his head, and the heat rays swept all the way, and all the monsters disappeared wherever they passed.

Seeing this, the monster on the other side crazily rushed in front of Wang Bot, and rushed towards him with teeth and claws.

Wang Bot smiled contemptuously, clenched his fist, and punched out. The vast power spread into the void, and all the monsters exploded at the same time, turning into black mist and dissipating.

Sithorn was a little surprised: "What a powerful force."

"Don't you know my nickname is One Punch Man?"

Wang Bot said proudly, his head without a hair shone in the space.

"It's just a reckless man. I have more ways to deal with you. I don't believe it. In addition to the concept of space, you also have the concept of power."

Sithorn smiled dismissively, and took out a piece of amber from his bosom, a piece of amber that sealed a drop of blood. Then, he summoned tens of thousands of souls and poured them all into the amber.

The blood in the amber bloomed with dazzling light, and then, the blood turned into a huge phantom, standing proudly in the void.

Wang Bot squinted his eyes slightly, and it turned out that the person who came was the Crimson Demon God Saitorak.

"Sithorn has a lot of cards."

Wang Bot asked: "Old Sai, when did you become Sithorn's lackey?"

"Blood God, Sithorne?"

Saitorak opened his eyes, a little surprised, he said: "I don't like this place, there are serious restrictions here."

"Cytorak, kill the Blood God clone for me."

Sithorn shouted, and Saitorak nodded and said, "Since I promised you, I will definitely help you solve the enemy."

Then, Saitorak turned his head to look at Wang Bott, and said, "Thousands of years ago, Sithorn and I made a bet. The bet was that the loser would help the other side make a shot. In the end, I lost."

Although Saitorak didn't say the whole thing, Wang Bot already understood what he meant, and he said with a smile: "You must have been tricked by Sithorne."

"That's right, He plotted against me, but I did lose. If I want to bet, I have to admit defeat."

The Crimson Demon God Saitorak said: "Blood God, although I don't like Sithorn very much, I must kill you for him."

Crimson Demon God, do what you say!

"Cytorak, you can't kill me."

Wang Bot said confidently: "In this dimension, no one can beat me except the Chuangshi God. It won't be long before even the Chuangshi God can beat me."

"How dare a mere avatar be so arrogant?"

Sithorn sneered and said, "Cytorak, don't talk nonsense, kill him quickly, there are still a lot of souls waiting for me to harvest."

"Blood God, you are not my opponent."

Saitorak didn't talk nonsense, strode forward, and slammed his fist at Wang Bot with thunderous force, that is to say, the space was reinforced by Wang Bot, otherwise, it would have been shattered long ago.

Wang Bot didn't dodge, and directly punched Sai Torak's fist. There was a loud bang, and the surroundings instantly became a vacuum. Sai Torak remained motionless, and Wang Bot also remained motionless.

I think I won't lose, so I won't lose. Besides, Saitorak has never killed.

"How can this be?"

Sithorn was shocked. How could anyone compare to Cytorak in strength?

"Good, good, good."

Saitorak was also taken aback for a moment, then grinned excitedly, and attacked Wang Bot with his fists like a storm. At a glance, his fists were all around him.

Wang Bot still did not evade, and stood still and fought with Sai Torak. At first, Sai Torak took the initiative to attack Wang Bot, but soon, it became Wang Bot who took the initiative to attack Sai Torak, and Sai Torak was completely trapped. defensive.

"Your strength is very strong. This is your advantage, but it is also your disadvantage."

Wang Bot even had the leisure to teach Cytorak: "The strength is too strong, so you don't need skills. It's okay to meet other opponents, but you can't do it when you meet me."

Hulk also has the same problem. Although he can control his own power, his fighting skills are very poor, and his fighting is basically reckless.