He looked at this huge figure that was over a hundred meters tall, his expression full of solemnity.

He has heard what the world said about the Demon God.

We know that the biggest difference between the Demon God and the Demon Emperor is whether they are "alive" or not.

Although the Demon Emperor transformed himself into a monster, he still possessed various life characteristics.

And the devil...

They no longer belong to living entities, but are creatures of war.

Its categories have reminded us of unmanned combat aircraft, smart mechas, etc. throughout the ages.

The powerful spiritual master descended on the demon god's body and drove the powerful demon god's body to fight against the human race.

Even if humans destroy this demonic body, they cannot do anything to the spirit master itself.

As long as they forge another demon god's body, they will come again and enter the battlefield almost intact.

This fighting style...

It seems that the atmosphere of future science fiction war has been felt throughout the ages.

"Humanity."

When the Demon God Xuanyang is stared at throughout the ages, this Demon God is also looking at him.

None of its nine faces spoke, but its eighteen eyes fell on ancient and modern people at the same time.

There is also a power similar to spiritual resonance that transmits sounds and information, allowing him to capture and listen.

"I can't understand your courage. Your world will eventually be destroyed at the hands of those monsters. Why do you still resist to the end? If you accept our rule, at least you can survive and your race can continue..."

"Where the future of this world goes and what the results will be in the future are decided by the native creatures of this world themselves, not by the dictates of foreign invaders like you."

Responding throughout the ages.

And his words were actually recognized by Demon God Xuanyang.

It seemed to realize something and laughed dumbly: "I wasted time. If language had power, the war between our two worlds would not last so long. Civilization competition has nothing to do with anything else, only life and death! Then, let me see

Look, where did you get the courage to challenge me alone?"

The next moment, rich energy was poured into the vase raised by one of its arms. The vase was filled with brilliant light, as if some terrifying attack was brewing.

Its other two hands are also holding arrows and setting up a bow. The arrow points contain a cold light condensed to the extreme, locking in ancient and modern times.

At the same time, someone put his arm on the harp and played hard, and the soul-shaking sound waves swept away.

There are even arms beating the big drum, and every beat of the drum seems to hit the heart hard throughout the ages.
Chapter completed!