At this moment, the disordered insects in the mist looked rather miserable.
His bronze scales peeled off his body one by one, revealing his pinkish-white flesh, which gradually twisted and oozed drops of black mucus.
More than half of the eyes of this disordered time insect, which originally had hourglass and gear patterns, burst open, and the patterns on the other eyes also flickered.
At the insect's tail in this disordered state, the originally dense, translucent tentacles were broken in half, and the remaining tentacles were much dimmer.
Even though Lu Ning wasn't entirely clear about the Evil God's strength and condition, he could tell that the current situation in the Time-Disordered Insect Race wasn't particularly good.
Lu Ning frowned. It seemed that the time-disordered worm had tried to use its time-manipulation ability to send Lu Ning back to the past, but something seemed to have gone wrong during the process.
Lu Ning saw a phantom from the past, and in the end, that phantom seemed to turn against the disordered time worm.
Lu Ning didn't quite understand what that final phantom represented.
Is it because of him in the illusion? Or that chaotic and distorted phantom?
Perhaps it is due to both reasons that the situation of this out-of-order insect has become so bad.
Lu Ning could see the time ribbons around the disordered time worm flowing rapidly, as it wanted to revert to its original state.
But each time His body reverts to its previous state, it collapses again.
Thus, the disordered worm is trapped in a cycle of bodily regression, collapse, and then regression once more.
This time-disordered worm is among the strongest of all the evil gods Lu Ning has encountered. Just how strong is it compared to all the evil gods in the mist?
Lu Ning wasn't sure, but he was certain that it shouldn't be considered weak among all the evil gods.
This powerful evil god was transformed into this state simply because he saw that illusion.
It's easy to imagine how powerful the backlash was just now.
Just then, Lu Ning discovered something else.
As part of the tail of the Disordered Time Worm broke off, the translucent tentacle on the body of the Disordered Time Worm on the real side also broke off.
Lu Ning then realized that the translucent tentacles at the tail of the body were actually connected to the main body in the mist.
This connection must have some special purpose.
Lu Ning speculated that it might allow the power of the disordered time worm's true form to descend.
However, due to a series of unforeseen events, the insect was attacked by the disordered insect, causing the connection of the translucent tentacles to be interrupted.
Lu Ning breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Thankfully, it was interrupted. If the power of the Time-Disordered Worm had truly descended, it would likely have been a catastrophe for the entire Earth.
As Lu Ning pondered, an angry roar echoed from the empty air: "No!!"
The next moment, Lu Ning saw space distort, and a tall figure wearing a bronze mask appeared.
The figure wore a robe with gear and hourglass patterns, and its eyes also had hourglass patterns.
It was that demigod-level pope from the Eternal Corridor.
Several parts of his body were covered in frost, and his bronze mask was mostly broken, revealing his forehead covered with eyeballs.
His expression was ferocious as he watched the black, sticky liquid gradually seeping from the body of the disordered insect, and he roared angrily.
When he saw Lu Ning standing at the edge of the golden crack, the demigod-level pope's expression grew increasingly grim.
He just couldn't understand it. There were so many saints left here, and even helpers from the Corpse Mother, so how did they manage to sneak into this place?
Moreover, even the demigod-level corrosive womb helper couldn't deal with it, so the power of time contained within the great main body should not be something that a mere saint could pass through.
Even if this awakened being possesses the ability to be immortal and can withstand the power of the passage of time to reach the gap in the barrier, why would they cause the master's body to lose contact with the master?!
This connection comes from the power of the Lord Himself; unless something can influence the Lord Himself, it is impossible for the connection to be broken.
What on earth happened?!
The demigod could not comprehend, nor could he believe, that what was happening before his eyes was real.
As he watched his body gradually crumble, the Pope also felt a sense of despair.
Why is this happening?
Just then, a bone-chilling cold emanated from the air.
Then, the air shattered as if a mirror had been turned, and Yan Bing emerged from the crack.
Yan Bing came from another timeline, following the Pope of this Eternal Corridor.
When the Pope saw Yan Bing, his expression changed slightly, and a look of apprehension appeared in his eyes.
He had previously merged the power of the master's body through the timeline, but he still couldn't suppress this monster.
However, after the Lord's body developed problems, the power he borrowed also disappeared.
That's why he was able to discover the serious problem with his body so quickly.
Therefore, the Pope of the Eternal Corridor fled from other timelines and returned here to check on the situation.
When he saw the condition of the body, Pope Eternal Corridor understood that he could no longer borrow the Lord's power.
Now that Yan Bing is chasing after him, how could the Pope of the Eternal Corridor not be worried and afraid?
After returning to this timeline, Yan Bing glanced around and then focused his gaze on the crack and the disordered time worm's body below.
When Yan Bing saw the body of the disordered insect, he frowned and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.
However, Yan Bing soon noticed the abnormality in his body.
Instead of attacking the Pope of the Eternal Corridor immediately, she came to Lu Ning's side and asked, "What's going on with this body?"
Lu Ning looked confused: "I don't know. I saw the true form of the Disordered Time Worm in the mist, and then I saw some of my past memories. When I saw a memory in the mist that I didn't even know myself, the Disordered Time Worm seemed to suffer some kind of backlash, and then its body became like this."
These words startled Yan Bing.
Then she seemed to understand something, and a complex look appeared in her eyes as she looked at Lu Ning.
She nodded: "I see, I understand."
Lu Ning frowned, looking at Yan Bing with some confusion: "You don't seem surprised?"
Yan Bing nodded: "Yes, if it's you, then that's normal."
Lu Ning had previously felt that Yan Bing seemed to know something about him.
Hearing Yan Bing say this now only reinforces that thought.
Meanwhile, the Pope of the Eternal Corridor, who was in the distance, had already noticed Lu Ning when Yan Bing asked him questions.
Upon hearing Lu Ning's explanation, the Pope of the Eternal Corridor's expression turned ugly, and he roared with extreme ferocity, "This is impossible! Who do you think you are?! How could the great Lord turn against us because of a mere mortal?! You are blaspheming my Lord! You're courting death!"
The Pope of the Eternal Corridor was initially wary of Yan Bing, but seeing that Yan Bing did not attack, he was somewhat relieved.
But when he heard that this mere Saint-level bastard dared to blaspheme the great Lord, he disregarded Yan Bing's strength and had only one thought in his mind.
That is to kill this blasphemous heretic in the most brutal way!
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