Steel Armour City

"God of time, your appearance is different in every plane!" The singing of tirathamis suddenly rings out, which makes the lock of onomia lose its direction.

With the chanting of tiratimus, everything around suddenly changed! As the void faded, Anping, tiratimus and Irina appeared over a continent with mountains and water. Tiratemis presents the appearance of a middle-aged man, while Elena, with black hair, brown eyes and a long green dress, stops in the air, and then bursts out of the air with countless vines, rolling towards Anping who is still rushing forward. But just in a moment, Anping's body had split, and it seemed that he would be bound by the onomia, and all the forces would cut into several pieces.

"Don't struggle!" Elena was yelling, "use the disorder rule!"

Anping didn't struggle. In fact, he can't struggle now. Although tiratimus actively transferred Anping to the second level virtual plane by using the force of plane, which slowed down the flow of time, the force of the rules of onomia has penetrated into his body, and he can't get rid of it at all! Elaine calls out the "law of disorder", and Anping immediately understands that he no longer resists the power of the rules of onomia, nor does he try to bridge his body together. Instead, his eyes blink and let the pieces of his body begin to scatter.

Irina's vine wrapped Anping's body, and then suddenly forced to pull back all the split parts. The space creaked, and countless arms thick and thin vine creaked   Groaning and breaking, the space of this plane is compressed, countless electric fires spread out from the competition between the vine and space, burst within a radius of 1000 meters, and even some vulnerable parts collapsed, sucking the air in the space in reverse. Although Irene's little power seems insignificant, Anping has a little breathing time by producing black silk threads from the splitting parts of her body and connecting them to all parts of her body.

The power of life is never strong, but its toughness can never be underestimated!

And tirathamis was not idle. His hands are constantly changing posture, and his fingertips are rapidly bouncing. Due to his different gestures, green light spots with different symbols are ejected from his fingertips and fly to Anping, which is wrapped in the middle of the vine net by Elena.

With his fingers moving as fast as playing the piano, some obscure green runes are generated between the parts of Anping's body. Runes can't remove the damage of the white chain, but these runes seem to end up with the chain. In the experience of melting the white chain, they disappear quietly!

The power of the chain disappears, and the velocity of time in Anping's body matches the displacement of space. With the traction of his own death power, the fragments of his body gradually glue together and begin to recover quickly!

"Damn it Although separated by countless secondary virtual planes, Anping, tiratimus and Irina still vaguely heard a roar.

With the roar, everything on this plane is rapidly changing again. The setting sun is rapidly turning into purple. There are visible crystals on the sky. The crystals begin to grow from many places, like the ink on rice paper, and rapidly expand to the surrounding areas, as if to completely cover this continent!

"Again!" Tiratimus gave a sneer. He stretched out his hands and didn't see how hard he exerted. Anping and Irina were carried in his hands and rushed to the place where the purple crystal in the sky was about to be connected!

As if sensing his intention, the purple crystal speeds up the extension speed in the direction he runs to. In the center of the junction, there is even a goddess shaped crystal that has grown in a different way from other positions.

The growth of the goddess is still turning around. Looking at tirathamis, her face is cold and dignified. Looking against the light, the palm of the goddess's hand is like a hill, which is pressed down towards tirathamis with unquestionable dignity and strength!

Irina and Anping stare and are at a loss. Although they don't know the strength of atriana, they can instinctively see that the purple crystal is not ordinary. If they are caught by her, they won't be able to escape from this plane for a while.

Tirathamis did not dodge, but let out a long roar, in which there was not only reluctance and anger, but also a hint of ridicule.

Indistinctly, the power of fire colors converged from all directions and condensed into a stream of fire in front of tirathamis. They rushed up to the crystal girl's palm!

Obviously, fire flow is not something on this plane, because since its appearance, Anping can see that it is just a light. But I don't know why, this light actually brings out a fire flow that can be seen with eyes in the process of space rushing!

Fire flow forward, unexpectedly grow a pair of wings full of fire!

The whole plane is shaking. The purple crystal is not the object of this plane, and the Phoenix is not the creature of this plane. When they meet, their energy has far exceeded the bearing capacity of this plane, so the plane has become extremely unstable. But no one cares, because the secondary plane is the plaything created by the gods.

With a bang, a very dazzling light flashed in the secondary virtual potential plane group in the state of gravitational line. I don't know how many planes this light has penetrated, which makes countless powerful beings can't help but marvel!

This is a battle between the gods, no skills, only strength!

The Firebird penetrates the palm of the purple crystal goddess, penetrates the body again from her chest, spreads out from her back and runs to the end of the void.

At the other end of the void, before she could even make a call, she flew backward and fell into the air. In the gray and black background of the void, she has a bright orange red flame on her palm.

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The battle of the gods can't be speculated. On the other side of the first level virtual plane, Andrew and strog are facing the path floating in the air, which is far and near in front of them.

"A piece of platform, the distance is the darkness without stars, in the darkness, countless luminous paths are flashing lights, stretching to the distance. Numerous and complicated lines are depicted on the platform. The lines are combined into specific marks somewhere, which is like a kind of indication. Whenever there is a golden light in the lines, the marks will shine in turn. At the same time, the light on the luminous path will shine like a pulse, transmitting the energy to the distance. "This is a memory engraved in stroge's consciousness, But now he's lost in this maze with Andrew, queyin and Alex.

"Strog, do you remember where the interface bus is?" Alex doubted.

"Give him time." Andrew, with his hands crossed, looked at the crystal houses far and near, as if he were looking at a landscape painting.

Strog looked annoyed and said, "no matter what, cut off all the roads here. The effect is the same."