Volume 1 Chapter 277 Hunting Time, Destroy the Enemy
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The moment the core of the dream was shattered, the first thing all the dream gods thought of was to escape.
The strong men from the Land of God's Grace and the little guys gathered where Lynch was.
Lynch greeted them one by one.
The fleeing figures of the three thousand dream gods were like shooting stars in the dark night, brilliant like fireworks.
Originally, hiding the light on one's body would make it easier to escape, but the Three Thousand Dream Gods did not do that.
Lynch looked at these fleeing figures without any hurry.
Escape?
Does not exist.
"Master, look at the wounds on my body!"
Xiao Hei's body shrank, and he rushed towards Lin Qi with grievance. He had hundreds of small wounds on his body, and his face was bruised and swollen. "When those guys came out, I stood up. Facing thousands of troops, I was not afraid at all. I..."
"It's such a pity that you don't become a dog. Do you think I didn't see you hiding in the big buffalo's protective shield and dared not move?" Lynch kicked Xiao Hei away.
"Awoof, master, I suspect you are insulting the noble race of dogs!" The three heads of Wangcai, the hellish three-headed dog, barked in dissatisfaction.
The biggest thing that people in the City of Grace don't want to do is to become a piece of trash like Xiao Hei.
And now, even the kids are starting to give up on Xiao Hei.
The worst hell dragon in the entire world.
While laughing, Lin Qi glanced left and right, and the three thousand dream gods were still on the run.
He laughed and said, "I told you this is my territory, and you still want to escape? You're dreaming."
As he spoke, Lin Qi raised his hand slightly, and the word "trapped" came out of his mouth.
In just a moment, an extremely huge white magic circle appeared on the ground of the entire Land of God's Grace!
The magic circle spun wildly and soared straight up. At this moment, the entire land of God's Grace was illuminated by white light, just like day.
A white translucent energy wall appeared around the magic circle.
Seen from the outside, the Land of God's Grace seemed to be surrounded by white pillars of magic light!
That night, the light from the Land of God's Grace illuminated the sky within a hundred miles.
......
"What kind of magic is this? Using pure magic power, they created a realm similar to the dream world! We can't escape from here!"
The creator's words tremble.
The three thousand dream gods scattered, but in the end, they were still trapped in Lynch's magic.
"There is no way he can be Zeus's puppet, and he can't be an ordinary person! Even the God of Origin cannot possess such power!" The Illusionist roared wildly, and the roots on his body kept whipping the wall that trapped them in the Land of God's Grace, trying to escape.
Unfortunately, it didn't work at all.
The illusionist is in despair.
"We still have the ninth stage! Don't give up. We in the ninth stage are complete existences!" The terrorist rose rapidly into the air, shouting at the top of his lungs.
Suddenly, his crow head felt heavy.
A sinister voice rang out: "Ninth stage? It seems very powerful."
"..."
The terrorist turned his head stiffly and his body couldn't help but tremble.
He saw a man in a khaki robe standing beside him, and one hand apparently tapped his head, making his mind a little dizzy.
Immediately afterwards, the terrorists fell into complete chaos.
Lynch glanced at the Shaper and the tree-like Illusionist, raised his eyebrows, and withdrew his hand.
Meanwhile, the terrifying being just now had already scattered in the sky like ashes blown away by the wind, turning into ashes.
"It looks like you three are the bosses of the Three Thousand Dream Gods, right? Even you don't have divinity. It's really strange that you are gods born from dreams." Lynch looked around curiously.
I saw that those colorful dream gods were still fleeing frantically.
But some dreamers are already in despair.
There are also some dream gods who have apparently gone mad and want to attack the people of the Land of God's Grace.
"You... who are you?!!" The Shaper watched the Terrorizer disappear like smoke and shouted at Lynch in a fierce voice.
"I am Lynch, the lord of the City of Grace, and will be the master of the Aegean Continent. You killed my pigs, and maybe I will become the master of hell." Lynch said quietly.
The pigs were killed, how could he bear this injustice?
Blood debt must be paid with blood!
"Impossible, even though you are very strong, you can't possibly rule over hell. In hell..." The Illusionist roared at Lynch fiercely.
His voice stopped abruptly.
Lynch just lifted his long white hair that was messed up by the wind and uttered three words.
"Secret Technique: Hunting Time! Destroy the Enemy!"
The space around Lynch shattered like a spider web.
Magical energy penetrated into the space crack, and the tremendous energy caused strong winds to blow in the sky.
Just like the dazzling light of day, some black is added again.
"What kind of power is this?" The Illusionist's roar turned into a whisper of despair.
He had already seen figures similar to Lynch emerging from the cracks in space.
And those space cracks were definitely not formed by magic. The reason was that Lynch used his clone in an instant. The power of the clone was so strong that even the space was shattered by Lynch's clone!
"Huh? The space was shattered and the power of the space was absorbed, so even the speed of attack was slowed down. It seems that this move needs to be improved. Using one percent of the power does not seem appropriate." Lynch murmured.
These dissatisfied words made the Shaper and the Illusionist swallow their saliva in fear.
One percent of power?
Is this what a human being would say?
"Okay, go to hell." Lynch grinned.
In an instant, the clone floating in the air quickly went in all directions.
“Bang!”
There was a terrifying sonic boom in the air, which was the sound of pure physical strength colliding with the air.
Lynch slowly walked towards the Illusionist and the Shaper in the air, and his figure began to become illusory.
With one step, fireworks appeared in the sky. It was the scene where dream gods were instantly blown up by Lynch's clones.
Two steps later, there was a crackling sound in the sky. It was Lynch's clone venting his anger. Even if it was the ashes on the body of the God of Dreams, Lynch would destroy it all!
After three steps, the sonic boom sounded again, and all the clones returned to Lynch's body again. The phantoms exchanged, and a strong wind swept through the sky.
The Visionary and the Shaper were stunned.
They had never seen such a terrible person. This City of Grace was more like hell than hell, just because of the existence of Lynch.
Under the attack of Lynch's clone, the three thousand dream gods couldn't even hold on for Lynch to take three steps forward!
If they could do it all over again, they would never come to the City of Grace again!
The feeling of regret filled their hearts. At that moment, they finally understood why the Land of Grace was so strange.
It’s all because of one person, Lynch.
"Okay, use your ninth-stage dream power." Lynch grinned, "If I'm not mistaken, the ninth-stage power is to kill all of you dream gods, and then gather into the real Oneri, right?"
"What!!!"
"How do you know!"
The Shaper and the Illusionist cried out in surprise, and all the joy in their hearts disappeared.
"Do you think I'm a fool? It's pitch black now, and you don't take advantage of the chaos to escape. Instead, you run around glowing and hot. Aren't you just waiting for me to kill you?" Lynch glared, rushed forward, and slapped them one by one. The last two dream gods turned into ashes.
Lin Qi murmured, "After being deceived by this piece of shit called the system, I don't believe anyone can deceive me anymore!"
[Host, can we forget about that? I am a good system, I am a good person, even though I only deceived you a little bit, but can we not bring up the past all the time? Untie me, host. ]
"Fuck you!" Lynch's eyes widened with anger.
The system is Lynch's lifelong enemy.
As he spoke, the real Oneri was slowly taking shape.
The divine land that Lynch used magic to turn into daylight was once again covered by the pitch-black night.
"I am Oneilos, the god of dreams!"