human suffering

Chapter 1772 The Painting of Life

What the teddy bear felt, Cai Gen didn't feel the same way.

However, the Demon Ancestor Typhon was indeed not simple.

Suddenly, there was a terrifying roar, like a shock wave, sweeping across the entire snow field.

Then look at the fields where Yasha sacrifices came, like balloons that have been punctured, completely burst.

Without the advantage of the field, the monsters once again had the upper hand, and it was effortless to strangle Yasha.

Can the power of space in the domain be destroyed with just a cry?
It's also true to think about it the other way around. It's not surprising that people of their level show any abnormal strength.

Didn't Banzhijia tear up the space with his bare hands just now and create a portal?

Refreshed Cai Gen's cognition again, today's encounter was really not in vain, and it really gained insight.

The demon ancestor Typhon's roar directly reversed the situation of the battle, and a large number of yakshas were killed by the monsters in an instant.

Banzhika has been advancing towards the Demon Ancestor Typhon, and even though he suffered a lot of Yasha damage, he still did not change his rhythm.

Perhaps from the moment he set foot on the snowfield, his battle with the demon ancestor Typhon had already begun, but outsiders couldn't see the way.

After the domains of the Yasha clan were destroyed in a large amount, the reaction was also very fast, and the domains were propped up again, competing for the hard-won advantage, and sacrificing their lives without hesitation.

When the bubbles in the field filled the snow field again, the roar of the demon ancestor Typhon sounded again, dealing a heavy blow to the Yasha clan.

After going back and forth like this three or four times, the loss of the Yaksha family is already very obvious.

After all, the huge size of those monsters is an understatement to attack in a large range. Without the bonus of the domain, the resistance of the Yaksha family is very weak.

"As expected of Typhon, the ancestor of demons, although there are many children, they are not so many that they don't care.

Maybe he encountered the Yaksha family, but he didn't react at first.

Or, he didn't expect you, Cai Gen, to reach this level. "

Watching the fierce battle, Pu Luo spoke to Cai Gen silently.

Cai Gen looked at the extinguished domain powers one by one, and didn't know what to say. The dark side of Lashi's world really surprised him a lot.

Compared with the monsters here, the few mutated monsters in a trench are like a joke, the gap is too big.

"Old Pu, with such an opponent, I feel that there is a big gap in strength between him and Zeus."

Pu Luo smiled wryly and shook his head helplessly.

"The Demon Patriarch Typhon is the last child born to my grandmother, Earthmother Gaia, and the God of the Abyss, Tartarus, after she was corrupted by the cutie.

His strength has completely surpassed the Titans of all generations, and he has completely abused the gods of Olympus.

The battle with the demon ancestor Typhon was also the biggest crisis for the Olympus gods, and they were almost wiped out.

The Twelve Titans were beaten to pieces in the initial battle, and had to turn into various small animals, fleeing and hiding.

Typhon's reign of terror has ruled the world of Rashi for a long time.

It was during that time that all kinds of human desires in the Lashi world were stimulated, and the whole world was filled with decay and was on the verge of collapse. "

Cai Gen now fully believes that the demon ancestor Typhon has that strength, and any monster on the snow field in front of him is enough to drink a pot of Zeus and his gang.

What's more, there are so many, and there is the demon ancestor Typhon, who can't beat the gods of Olympus out of shit?

"Then, how did Zeus defeat the demon ancestor Typhon?"

Pu Luo jokingly smiled, as if this question brought back some kind of memory in him, very perverted.

"Zeus didn't defeat the demon ancestor Typhon, he couldn't."

"Could it be that the god of suffering made a move?"

Xiong Haizi listened very carefully by the side, and ignored the battle on the snowy field.

Pu Luo nodded first, then shook his head.

"Zeus did ask the God of Suffering for help, but he seemed to be delayed by something, and he didn't have time to help finish it.

When the god of suffering came, the demon ancestor Typhon had already finished. "

"How did that end?"

Cai Gen felt that things were abnormal.

"Because the demon ancestor Typhon got the golden apple.

Absorbed too many cuties.

Even the castrated cutie, the demon ancestor Typhon couldn't stand it.

His sanity was completely eroded by the cutie.

The desire to devour took over all his thoughts and drove him crazy.

It may be his own attributes, which are full of too many negative emotions. After the endless catalysis of the little cutie, he finally broke through his tolerance.

At first, he harmed the world and felt unsatisfied.

Then, he began to devour his own heirs, and felt that it was not enough.

In the end, he swallowed his wife Erdana.

In the process of continuous devouring, the little cuteness kept accumulating in his body, the thought of destruction, the desire to take, made him completely lost himself.

Finally, he attacked himself, devoured himself, and the matter came to an end.

It is precisely because of this crisis that all the Olympus Protoss have deeply realized how terrifying the cutie is, and even Typhon, who is as powerful as the demon ancestor, cannot resist.

Since the arrival of the cutie is unavoidable, the project of the God of Suffering is the only hope for the survival of the Rashi world.

Since that time, the gods of Olympus have willingly accepted the proposal of the god of suffering, followed his arrangement, and sacrificed themselves. "

Eat yourself?

What's the difference between this and hitting myself when I'm angry?
Is the little cutie so clueless?

So how does the bitter god's project resist the little cutie?

Judging from the results, his project was a success.

At least the little cutie didn't come until Haida Lun waved the golden apple.

No, I've been to No. [-] Store of Shared Children, but I just don't know how to get there.

"Old Pu, um, why is it inevitable that Lashi world meets cutie?"

Before Pu Luo could answer, a new situation appeared on the snow field, which attracted everyone's attention.

The speed of Yaksha coming out of the portal also gradually slowed down, not as smooth as it was at the beginning. Maybe some kind of default contract took effect, and the fighting method also changed accordingly.

The Yasha clan no longer relied on manufacturing domains to gain an advantage in fighting monsters, but turned to more extreme fighting goals.

Yashas, ​​no matter what race they were, looked like terrorists wearing bomb vests, approached the monsters, and then summoned the domain to explode.

For a while, it seemed that gorgeous fireworks were set off on the snow field, colorful and really beautiful.

Accompanied by the touching special effects, and the wailing of the monsters, the splashing of limbs, and the spraying of blood of various colors, it was like purgatory.

If you look down at the ice field at this time from the sky, it is like a piece of white drawing paper, covered with various colors of paint, very abstract, very fresh, and full of vitality at the same time.

After all, this painting is the sacrifice of countless lives.

Even if it is short, there is still a fresh breath left.

(End of this chapter)