The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Because his body was completely covered by the armor, he couldn't see anything from the outside.

But only Zhai Nan knew that the time left for him was running out.

Even if he didn't need to look, he knew that at least three of his ribs were broken, and the pain kept interfering with his thinking, and the veins on his skin were bulging, as if they could jump out of them at any time.

Even the healing magic of the holy light can't play a big role in this situation.

Because the degree of destruction and the degree of recovery are not an order of magnitude at all.

Besides, God's resilience is only stronger than Zhai Nan's.

Continuing the stalemate will only end in his failure.

At that time, Zhai Nan will either die or be taken away.

"I really can't wait any longer."

Apollo crawled out from the ruins trembling | countless dust fell from his body, and his golden pupils stared at Zhai Nan's body.

Since he unleashed all his divine power at the beginning, the group of gods on the ground must have sensed it.

But even if there is no induction, such a strong earthquake has occurred in the dungeon, and the seventeenth floor to the thirtieth floor has completely collapsed. As long as the people on the ground are not vegetative, they can all sense this abnormality.

"Even if I kill you, I will definitely take you away today."

The god of light, Apollo, stretched out his right hand towards Zhai Nan.

If the gods find out that he is playing tricks in the dungeon, they will definitely take corresponding actions.

Now he doesn't care whether Zhai Nan is dead or alive. Anyway, as long as he takes his body away, it is not a problem to create a false memory for the body with his own ability.

The invisible pressure is like an ordinary person being aimed at by dozens of rifles in an instant, and the repulsive force coming from all directions makes Zhai Nan feel a great sense of oppression.

This is the power of the true god, which is several levels stronger than the god of disobedience.

It is the creature standing on top of all creatures in this world.

Even at a distance of several kilometers, it seems as small as a few centimeters.

Zhai Nan's pupils tightened, and Apollo's figure also appeared instantly.

White | white as jade's right hand pointed to Zhai Nan's eyebrows, concentrating most of the power on one point, Apollo wanted to destroy the consciousness and memory in Zhai Nan's head.

"scoff..."

The sound of boiling, like a drop of clear water pouring into an oil pan, reached Zhai Nan's ears.

The barrier made of red magic power was as fragile as paper wet with water, and Apollo's right hand stretched in without a single pause.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

The breath of God locked him firmly.

It might be over if he gets hit on the head, Zhai Nan thought in his heart.

Even though his body was seriously injured, Zhai Nan still worked hard to prevent you from becoming Apollo's plaything.

"Boom--!"

The magic power surrounding them soared into the sky, the lifeless voice resounded again, the power doubled again, and the pressure on the body also increased again.

Zhai Nan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of hot blood from his abdominal cavity.

The turbid and fishy smell wandered back and forth in the mask, and the eyes were also stained with a trace of blood red.

The black and red right arm also burst into dazzling flashes at this moment, and the phantoms of red dragons and white dragons appeared behind Zhai Nan, and even a brutal roar could be heard vaguely.

However, no one pays attention to these anymore. .

The right hand wrapped in armor rushed straight to Apollo's palm.

"bass--!"

It was as inaudible as the sound of the strings being plucked, and Apollo's face changed wildly, and his smiling expression immediately became very painful. 147

Then, with a "whoosh", Apollo's body flew out again uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.

Soon, Apollo shattered the barrier on the [-]th floor again, and did not stop completely until the [-]th floor.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Apollo was half lying on the scorched ground, coughing red blood from his mouth. Although Shenwei was constantly repairing the injuries in his body, it seemed that he had encountered some kind of obstacle. , the progress is very slow.

Moreover, not only the recovery speed of the wound, Apollo also felt that the continuous power in his body was constantly weakening.

As a true god, the power in his body can be described as unlimited.

Even if he can't compare to Zhai Nan in terms of instant burst of good fighting quality, but if it is going to be a protracted battle, Apollo will undoubtedly win the final victory.

"What's going on?! It's fine for a mere human from the lower realm to be so strong. Why is the strength in my body weakened?"

A great shock swirled in Apollo's mind.

Even if he wants to rely on divine power to get rid of it, there is absolutely no way. If he continues at this level, within a few minutes, he will become as fragile as a human being. .

Chapter [-]

"What's going on?!"

Although only half a minute passed, it felt to Apollo as if half a century had passed.