Wang Xiaohai felt that the scorching hyperspace turbulence ignored his skin and went straight into his body, wreaking havoc inside him like a rampant rhinoceros ramming around in a cage.
“Ouch—”
Wang Xiaohai roared in anger. All the nerves in his body were torn and devoured by the turbulent flow. The pain had reached its peak! He instantly severed all connections between his nerves and his brain, staving off the pain. Then he looked down at his body. A large, densely packed mass had bulged out of him. Someone with a claustrophobia would faint from the sight.
"No, my body will explode if I continue like this!" Wang Xiaohai gritted his teeth and directed the hyperspace turbulence toward the newly formed wings behind him.
His third pair of gray wings disappeared and appeared from time to time under the impact of the hyperspace turbulence. Fortunately, he had cut off his connection with the God, so he did not feel pain or torture. He used telepathy to look at his body that was twisted into a monster shape, and felt a little panicked.
"If the connection to my body is restored, will I instantly pass out from the pain, then wake up again, over and over again?" Wang Xiaohai believed that this would definitely happen. He couldn't bear the torture of living and dying, so he kept the nerve connection disconnected, waiting for his body to fully recover before reconnecting it. However, since the connection was disconnected, he could do nothing. His body didn't belong to him at all, and he could only observe it with his mind.
The hyperspace turbulence slowly stopped in Wang Xiaohai's third pair of wings and merged with the original power of the wings. Then the three pairs of gray light wings flapped slowly, captivating people, and the opening and closing of the wings created a perfect melody.
"The body is recovering and it will be fully recovered in half an hour." Wang Xiaohai's spirit stood beside his body like a bystander.
"Shaq, where do you think that despicable top-level demon is?" A man's voice appeared from above.
Wang Xiaohai's spirit body looked up - he saw a huge red-haired man flying towards him, followed by a six-winged angel. It was Shaq, whom Wang Xiaohai had let go before.
Shaq's body is almost as big as the earth, but he looks very small next to the red-haired man, only the size of the red-haired man's eyeballs, just like a big fly following a human.
"The smaller one ran away, and the bigger one came." Wang Xiaohai sighed.
But he did not regret it. He could not go back on his word and would have a mental demon.
The red-haired man was getting closer and closer, and the air around him was vibrating violently. Countless rocks and trees floated into the air, attracted by the red-haired man's gravity.
"This six-winged demon's wings are a little different," the red-haired man said. "His wings are gray."
"Reporting to God Dro, it's possible that only one of his parents was a demon, a mutant hybrid," Shaq said. "That's why his color is lighter. There's no record of him in the books. It's likely that when such a freak appeared, the tribe killed him, so we haven't seen him."
"Why do I feel like you're talking nonsense? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." De Luo said, "How strong is he?"
"If you come back to God, I can't withstand a single blow." Shaq answered honestly. He did not exaggerate his own strength or belittle Wang Xiaohai's strength. Although it was a shameful thing to be unable to beat others, hiding the truth from God would lead to a miserable death.
The eyes of God Dro stopped on Wang Xiaohai with sharp torches. He suddenly found that Wang Xiaohai was just an empty shell without any breath of life. He was shocked: "Is this demon dead?" But he was a true god, with a delicate and cautious mind. When his eyes moved to Wang Xiaohai, he found something wrong. There was a small energy floating around.
When Wang Xiaohai was being observed by the True God, the temperature of the surrounding space was rapidly increasing, as if it was about to catch fire. If it were an ordinary person, or even a being below the level of a demigod, being observed by the True God in this way would be directly burned to death!
"This guy's spirit is by my side!" God Dro discovered the reason for Wang Xiaohai's abnormality.
Wang Xiaohai also knew that he was locked in, so he hurried back to his body and connected all his nerves. The pain of the huge crack spread throughout his body in an instant, and he was about to faint in an instant. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on, watching his body gradually become as crystal clear as jade under the nourishment of energy, and then return to its original skin color. Next, his internal organs began to reorganize.
"Who are you?" Although Wang Xiaohai vaguely guessed who it was, he needed to delay his recovery, so he planned to find some topics to discuss.
"I am the god Dro."
"Are you a real God?" Wang Xiaohai asked while enduring the pain.
"Nonsense, you killed Sala?" Although Dror God knew that Wang Xiaohai was stalling for time to recover, he didn't care. Would a true god care about the recovery of a sub-god? He had long seen that Wang Xiaohai was seriously injured.
"Yes, because he attacked me!"
Wang Xiaohai replied that as his body slowly recovered, strength kept flowing back into his body, and his body expanded like a balloon. When it became as big as a small mountain, the clothes Wang Xiaohai was wearing began to break. Although his clothes were made of high-tech products and were highly stretchable, no matter how stretchable a person's clothes were, they would break when they were put on a mountain. Perhaps there were such clothes for sale, but Wang Xiaohai did not buy them.
He transformed a giant palm, like a cloud hanging from the sky, flew towards Shaq, and tore off his clothes.
Wang Xiaohai put Shaq's clothes on his body, and he kept expanding, and soon he was as big as a country... then as big as the moon... and finally as big as the earth.
"This dress fits me pretty well!" Wang Xiaohai now felt incredibly energetic. He hadn't expected that as his body grew bigger, his recovery speed would also get faster and faster.
When Wang Xiaohai's body became five times larger than the earth, his injuries were finally fully recovered!
"I didn't expect that the clothes of the Lockhart Protoss Angel were so powerful that they could grow larger as I moved." Wang Xiaohai's three pairs of light wings appeared and disappeared in the starry sky, with astonishing power!
A new force surged through him from the third pair of new gray wings. Wang Xiaohai knew it was the combined power of hyperspace and time. However, at first, this special power wasn't strong, and he probably only had one use before it was gone. He could vaguely sense that it was spatially locking and slowing down the enemy.
"Lord De Luo, his momentum is growing!" Shak took out another angel's robe from the storage space and put it on.
"I know!" A long spear appeared in the hand of God Dro. The front end of the spear flashed with cold light, and waves of energy storms gathered at the tip of the spear. He was going to use the power of the true God!
"Gray Sword!"
Wang Xiaohai used the energy in his wings to condense a new gray sword. A gray sword as crystal clear as a treasure appeared in his hand. The sword body was 100,000 kilometers long, and the blade floated in the twisted space.
"The true God will destroy the world!" The long spear of God Dro spun and stabbed towards Wang Xiaohai. Black space storms and shocking lightning kept appearing at the tip of the spear. It was as terrible as the end of the world!
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