Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 89 Fitting
Damon is a soul mutant, and a rare three-line soul mutant of lightning, destruction, and death, with terrifying strength.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many god-level followers, even if his three god clones are all middle gods, it's useless.

Ordinary midgods are like children in front of Damon, and there are dozens of midgods under Alcatraz, most of which are controlled by Damon's soul.

With such strength and the assistance of soul-controlled strong men, Damon easily attracted a large number of strong men to follow.

The middle god who joined later, Damon, did not go to soul control again.

The dozen or so middle gods in front of them are also absolutely obedient to Damon, with a demonstration effect driven by soul slaves.

It is more of the weak submitting to the strong, no matter which world it is in.

After the soul mutated, the middle god power of Thunder, Destruction, and Death was fused together, which was a hundred times the normal middle god power. Damon's strength had already surpassed the ordinary upper god.

According to the analogy that the upper god who does not fuse any mystery is a four-star demon, and the strength of two kinds of mystery is increased by ten times, reaching a five-star demon.

Regardless of Xuan'ao's fusion, the fusion divine power of Daemon's three lines is already ten times that of the upper-level divine power, which is a proper five-star demon strength.

In the current hell where gods are extremely rare, who can compete with Damon?

For countless years, Dimon has been working hard to cultivate, but without guidance, he is thinking about it by himself, just like a blind man touching an elephant.

As a one-in-a-million soul mutant, he is also a rare three-line soul mutant.

However, just like ordinary gods, the avatars of the three lines of gods work hard to cultivate, strive to comprehend more mysteries, and hope to reach a higher level.

There are hundreds of thousands of gods in Alcatraz Island, and there are dozens of middle gods. With so many gods communicating with each other, Damon also realized that the laws of the same line can be integrated.

Daemon's Law of Thunder and Lightning has already fused two kinds of mystery, and combined with the fusion of divine power of the upper three lines, it is already comparable to a six-star demon.

Of course, there is no clear division of strength in hell at this time, and Dimon doesn't know what level his strength is.

Dai Meng, who is so powerful, is still looking for a breakthrough in strength, and wants to integrate the third kind of mystery in the law of thunder and lightning.

However, if you want to fuse the third kind of mystery, you need to fuse this kind of mystery with the first two, and then integrate the three kinds of mystery as a whole, the difficulty has increased countless times.

This is the case with Xuan Ao Fusion. If there is no matching point, it is impossible to make any progress for countless years. This is the case with Dimon.

After countless years of painstaking training, they did not find an opportunity to merge.

The mysteries within the law can be fused, and many strong people are aware of it even if they don't know it all.

But Dimon never thought that rules and laws can be combined?

The shock this brought to Damon was huge, even more surprising than seeing this excalibur that was thousands of meters long.

Excalibur is important, but strength is fundamental. If you have to make a choice, every strong person in hell will choose strength.

What's more, why can't strength and artifact have both?

In Daemon's huge eyes, purple-black lightning flashed, reflecting each other with the thunder prison lightning on the Excalibur.

"Lightning, birth and death, lightning strikes can destroy everything, and lightning strikes can also give birth to living matter."

In the ocean of souls, Damon's sword-shaped soul is constantly deducing and calculating, and the soul is also constantly feeling.

Damon's eyes were fixed on the Excalibur surrounded by Thunder Prison, and others couldn't find anything.

In Damon's eyes, the lightning element and the energy of the rules of destruction are constantly colliding and annihilating, and constantly transforming into new ones.

Floating life and disillusionment, birth and death are uncertain.

"Ah—comfortable! The element of lightning and the rules of destruction actually fit together. My physical attack has been increased by more than several times. This is just the fit!"

The breakthrough in strength made Dimon feel extremely comfortable.

"Could it be that the fusion of different laws and regulations will lead to greater improvement?"

Just a little bit of the element of thunder and lightning and the rules of destruction have brought about a huge increase in strength, almost catching up with the complete fusion of the two mysteries of the law of thunder and lightning.

"Since the laws of destruction and lightning can be integrated, can the rules of death also be integrated?" Damon thought suddenly.

No one who can become a god is mediocre, not only in cultivation, but also in thinking.

The fusion of thunder and lightning elements and the rules of destruction was the first thing Damon thought of.

"boom--"

The purple lightning that suddenly appeared struck Damon's ferocious body again, the purple lightning flashed, and the green smoke curled up!

Thanks to Damon's comprehension just now, this time the thunder and lightning bombardment did less damage to Damon, and the burnt black on the pitch-black scales faded.

"This strength, the strength of this deity, is still the middle god? The upper god in the master's mouth is not so strong, is it?"

Damon in the demon state rushed to the Excalibur in the Thunder Prison storm again and again, and was blasted away again and again.

Franklin watched with relish, commenting on it from time to time, without the slightest fear.

"You are also a middle god, why are you so good?"

Franklin has followed Lei Mo for countless years, and his language, thinking, habits, and worldview have long been led astray, just like a second-year boy on earth.

"Such a genius should be attributed to my Great Spirit Realm and become the master's lackey!"

Franklin, who was once ignorant and clean as white paper, is gone forever.

"Yes! It's such a happy decision!"

Franklin made up his mind and spoke more and more like a person.

Thunder Island.

Purple-black mountain tops.

In the Thunder Prison Sea, purple lightning bolts like cracks are densely covered, and purple snakes are entwined. The giant sword of thousands of meters faces the mountain with its tip facing down.

The purple lines on the spine of the sword flowed like a rushing river, or like a hovering dragon, and countless serpentine lightning flashes around the sword.

Franklin shrunk his body, and his soul was hidden in the spirit world. He just looked at Damon like this, and watched him rush to the Excalibur again and again, and was blown away again and again.

One month, two months, one year, ten years, one hundred years, and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The people from Alcatraz Island have all arrived and are stationed at the foot of the mountain. Most of the gods can't even go up the mountainside.

Colm and many midgods rushed up the mountainside, attracting the attention of many midgods.

It seems to be saying, where is the next god?It can even stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Facing the eyes of the strong men, Colm looked indifferent.

Just kidding, as Martina's deputy, who controls many lower gods in the spirit world, how did Colm pay attention to this point of view?
Martina spends most of her time by the side of the master, guiding Margaret's cultivation, and Colm is the actual god-level leader of the water system.

Damon's demon body is covered in pitch-black scales, and there are sharp spikes on the joints of the limbs. At this moment, it is filled with purple electric light, and there is a faint tendency to evolve into purple.

"boom--"

Damon's demon body was blown away again, and Damon, who returned again, sat cross-legged on a place on the top of the mountain.

For thousands of years, Dimon has been bombarded countless times.

(End of this chapter)