Feel the terrifying vibrations and sounds in the darkness.

Jack lay on the ground, his body flat and motionless.

He regretted entering the arena for the sake of beauty. He had originally thought that this was at most a newly promoted half-death god from a few hundred years ago, and with the support of the God of Slaanesh, he would be fine.

I didn’t expect that the King of Earth, an ancient being that has existed since the ancient times, would also intervene.

Unless the battle is over, you can only enter and not leave the duel arena. Now he is standing in the front row and will be affected if he is not careful.

"Master, help me! I know I'm wrong! Help me!"

"Shh... stop screaming. Screaming won't save you."

A classical beauty in red, also dressed as gorgeously as a peacock, appeared behind him outside the ring and warned in a low voice, "Don't move. Now lower your presence. Treat yourself like a stone or a blade of fresh grass. Don't look at anything, and don't listen to anything."

Jack held his head obediently and calmed down.

The leader of the Slaanesh Cult looked fearfully at the violently shaking darkness not far away. The aura emanating from it made him tremble with fear.

No one expected that the plot, which was originally about a gangster boss who killed a small foreign sect in anger because of his dead son, would suddenly turn into a fight between gods, and even complete the disaster that spread throughout the magic city.

If Lord Nephalem had not taken timely action to suppress it, it is hard to imagine what a terrible disaster the violent earth dragon's flipping would have brought to a steel jungle.

boom!

A huge head fell in front of the two "human" groups of Slaanesh.

The dragon head has prominent horns and a smooth, dark face. Only the open mouth is filled with black mist. There seems to be a hand wriggling inside, and the bright-colored sleeves are extremely conspicuous in the darkness.

But soon, these anomalies were assimilated and swallowed by the black fog.

A dragon with hind legs and a tail twisted and emerged from the darkness, connecting to the dragon's head.

The dragon's head is followed by the back half of its body, which looks thick and short. It stands up on a pair of hind legs. The picture of the waist instead of the neck under the head is a bit funny.

The two Slaanesh cultists didn't dare to laugh.

If I'm not mistaken, the arm that the other party just swallowed belongs to the deity named [Tianzun], right?

No matter how weak or disabled he is, the other party is still a god!

Mortals kill gods...

The Lord of Slaanesh narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene. On the one hand, he came to save the Archbishop, his right-hand man, but he also did not deny that he had other ideas.

You can only enter the ring but not exit, but you can enter at any time.

The wound from the original exploded eyeball has healed, and it seems that due to the owner's strong wish, no new eye has grown.

Shen Lanzhou cut off the gecko's tail and split her body into three parts. She reconnected the head, tail and butt, but she didn't dare to take the middle part.

Not only was her body covered in eyes, but her interior was also filled with large, gooey eyeballs that emitted their own light. The lenses of her eyeballs could also reflect the image of Tianzun, giving the opponent an opportunity to exploit and inflict severe damage on her.

But it doesn’t matter. Even if the other party swallows a piece of it, it’s just like transferring it from the left hand to the right hand.

The reason is very simple. The shadow world is Shen Lanzhou's domain, which is equivalent to her stomach and intestines. Once she is in it, she can digest and absorb the things in it as long as she wants.

Of course, all this takes time.

Tianzun was like an indigestible parasite. While Shen Lanzhou was digesting him, he was resisting and gnawing at her flesh and blood, trying to replace her.

Now the two sides were competing to see who had the better digestion ability. In the ring, unless one side won, no one could leave.

The trapped beast fights in the octagonal cage until it dies.

Shen Lanzhou still felt that she had great hope because she was not fighting alone.

Putting himself back together as one, Shen Lanzhou "looked" at the two "people" of the Slaanesh Cult with his eyeless face, a burly black man dressed as a woman, and a beautiful Chinese man dressed as a woman.

Even in the heat of battle, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you, the Cult of Slaanesh, an LGBT group?"

“That’s not the case. I had the idea of ​​wearing this before the apocalypse, but I was constrained by the gazes of the people around me and kept suppressing myself.

Later, inspired by the god Slaanesh, he no longer restrained himself and chose to follow his inner desires. "Slaanesh's leader said so.

"In fact, I have been dressing like this since before the end of the world~" Archbishop Jack said: "In America, this is very normal. There is no need to hide yourself~"

Shen Lanzhou was silent for a moment, and thousands of words turned into one word: "6"

She glanced at the Slaanesh Cultist who was hiding silently outside the arena and said, "Come in and help me fight. How about I give you the complete corpse of an S-class creature?"

The Slaanesh leader chuckled sweetly and said, "I'm a wealthy family, but I can't take such a risk. As for the corpse of an S-level creature, I'm afraid I'll have the life to take it, but not the life to spend it~"

"Really? That's a pity." Shen Lanzhou said meaningfully and went back into the shadows.

This one is squatting outside. How many jackals are hiding in the dark, waiting to come in and feast on the two fighting beasts after both are injured?

The battle is still going on, and neither side is in good condition.

Shen Lanzhou became a deformed dragon with its head growing on its waist.

Tianzun was several sizes smaller, missing an arm, and his body was covered with pits and marks of corrosion.

The tentacles extended from the shadow of the King of Earth bound Him and smashed Him around like a meteor hammer, occasionally using a small amount of the power of the earth to put pressure on the opponent. Thousands of times the gravity squeezed him into a point, almost pressing the Heavenly Venerable into a compressed towel.

But this little damage was nothing to an SS-rank monster, "God." The real damage was inflicted by the shadow world that served as the battlefield. "He" was being consumed bit by bit.

The main force is the shadow of the King of Earth, and Shen Lanzhou, the main person, is playing a supporting role.

If her eyeballs had not been popped by the other party at the beginning, with her vulgarity, she would not even have gotten a scratch.

Suddenly she remembered something and reached into her stomach with her claws to feel around. Fortunately, Shi Meng's heart was immediately transferred to her lower body.

But... System-kun seems to have disappeared? No wonder he remained silent from beginning to end!

Shen Lanzhou was a little panicked. The other party mentioned that Tianzun was looking for him. Could he have been eaten?

It seems that I can't just slowly grind away my blood.

She thought of the terrifying monsters sleeping in the bottom of the shadow world and decided to ask for help.

Shen Lanzhou pondered the "gods" he had come into contact with in his memory. Who should he summon?

Wu Bo was not to be trifled with, and during the few times they had contact, the Star King always tried to keep him in the deep sea.

The King in Yellow seemed to be the most suitable, but He had returned to His home in outer space. There was only a residual mark on the bottom of the Shadow Realm, like wet footprints under the scorching sun, nothing left.

It seems that only the mother sheep and the loving mother are left.

Want to shake one of them for help?