I made the Dragon God in the game.

Chapter 450 "I am invincible, you can do whatever you want."

"I have long heard of your great name. When you leave the Dusk Plains, please come to my home as a guest.

We will certainly entertain you well.”

The young man bowed slightly to Fang Bai, then led his men away.

Looking at his departing back, Fang Bai narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Want to kill him?"

The fat man said on the side.

"Not really, not really. I just don't like him. We have no grudges against each other. Why would you kill him?"

Fang Bai said casually. The fat man shrugged his shoulders and continued to move forward.

However, as they moved forward, the three of them gradually felt something was wrong.

They encountered other people more and more frequently, and it seemed that the closer they were to the demigod medicine, the higher the density of people.

The fat man's face immediately turned gloomy upon discovering this.

It's too obvious to be a coincidence.

It is also impossible that someone predicted the location of the demigod medicine.

There must be a shameless prophet who locked onto him, obtained some information, and then planned to intercept him.

“Get ready for battle, these shitty prophets are useless.

But each one of them is more professional than the other when it comes to being a troublemaker.”

"I'm afraid it's not easy to fight."

Before the fat man could react, he saw Fang Bai speaking solemnly.

“Fatty, have you noticed that the further we go, the more stable the field becomes?
The danger level is decreasing. If this continues, it won’t be long before we don’t need to open roads at all and can move freely.”

The fat man's face changed when he heard this, and he immediately sensed it carefully. After a moment, he said with a grim expression.

“The formation device is definitely the top-level formation device, at least the fourth-level top-level!
A set of fourth-order legendary equipment that far exceeds the norm.

Someone spent a huge amount of money to set up a fourth-order formation here to forcibly suppress the power of dusk in this area.

For this reason, this set of formations will be corroded by the power of dusk."

The fat man clenched his teeth.

"What a big deal, what a big deal, you are going to take advantage of me, right?
Relying on their large numbers and knowing that numbers are meaningless in the terrain of the Dusk Plains, they suppress the power of Dusk at all costs.

OK, OK, I was wondering why I only saw large teams, so that's why."

Fang Bai's expression beside him couldn't help but become solemn. Among so many people he had met, he had seen legendary-level beings more than once who could exert legendary combat power.

There are two or three teams we have encountered, let alone those we have not encountered?
Although he is strong, two fists are no match for four hands, and a random punch can kill a master, so he can't help but be serious.

If they are not careful, the fat guy and the tall and thin guy might die here.

"You want to fight, right? Then fight!"

"Fatty, I may not be able to win. Have you forgotten the Dragon Guards? Have you forgotten the group of Archers?
They are all legendary fighters. Although I am strong, I can’t stand up to their large numbers. I..."

Before Fang Bai finished speaking, the fat man spoke.

"You can't use supernatural powers."

"Ok?"

“I can’t use my extraordinary powers, so what is Dusk Plains?
It is the remains of gods, how could they suppress the entire Dusk Plains.

Even if those orthodox churches invited real divine weapons to come, they might not be able to suppress it, so how can this group of people be qualified?
They just suppressed the power of dusk within a certain range. The peripheral power of dusk, dusk skeletons, etc., the core dusk ravens, ancient god projections, etc. are all normal.

Fighting is fighting, or just general fluctuations of elemental power.

It can be suppressed and cannot be transmitted out, but once there is a legendary level of rule fluctuation or legendary level of element fluctuation.

If the projection of the ancient god is attracted here, no one will survive a slap from him." The fat man sneered.

"So, this is a melee where transcendence is prohibited. Even if a f*cking legend comes, it has to be a melee where magic is prohibited!"

Fang Bai couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and the next moment he straightened his back.

"If that's the case, then I'm invincible, you guys can do whatever you want."

Upon hearing this, the fat man looked ahead and sneered. He wanted to see whether this prophet had predicted Fang Bai's situation!

But what he didn't know was that while Fang Bai was speaking, the demon beast token on his body made a trembling sound from time to time, but it stopped when Fang Bai checked, and the trembling was very weak.

At this moment, before Fang Bai could think carefully, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Puchi, he... he's so funny, saying he's invincible.

Phew, I have never heard of such a funny thing, have you heard of it?"

"No, no, I haven't heard of it. He's just a master, and I don't know where he got the tone from.

It’s so funny, I just don’t want it.”

Fang Bai was a little unhappy when his thoughts were interrupted. He turned his head and looked at them with subconscious indifference.

One second in two seconds in . . . . .

Several people who were laughing suddenly stopped laughing. Facing Fang Bai's indifferent eyes, they couldn't help but shudder. It felt like an electric current was running through their scalps, and they couldn't laugh anymore.

It was not until Fang Bai and the other two left that they came to their senses and looked at each other, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

"I really met an expert."

Someone muttered to himself.

“No matter how skilled you are, you are still just a master.

I'll deal with him when we get out."

"Yes, find someone to deal with him when you get out."

This group of people recalled their performance just now and spoke angrily.

Grandmaster?

So what if I'm a master?
Those who are not born into aristocratic families or powerful forces are not as good as the master dogs!
A group of people were cursing in anger, but no one dared to speak when Fang Bai was around.

Fang Bai, who was leaving, simply forgot about these people and moved forward quickly with the fat man and the tall and thin man.

They seemed to have completely entered the sealed-off area. The road was smooth and the scene was calm without a single ripple.

The dusk vines, dusk skeletons, and other animals and plants formed by the power of dusk also disappeared, as if they had all escaped into the earth under the suppression.

The Dusk Plain seemed to have turned into a plain and barren plain.

What follows is an increasingly higher density of extraordinary people.

In addition to the forces that came after hearing the prophet's news at the beginning, there were also many other forces that came to join in the fun without knowing what was going on.

"How can I not calculate it? How can it be possible?"

The prophet in white had his back to everyone, but his heart was full of doubts.

Predictions were made again and again, but to no avail, no response at all.

"Could it be that these people have some valuable treasure in their hands, which directly increased the "weight" and caused the prophecy to be ineffective?"

“Forget it, it doesn’t matter, there are more than a dozen families and forces, and there are several legendary fighters.

Can this be lost?
How can we lose this?”

The man in white with his back to people spoke proudly, took a step forward, his figure became ethereal and illusory, and he appeared in the distance.

And at this moment, sweet dew fell from the sky, and a fragrance slowly floated across the dusk plain!

(End of this chapter)