According to the research records of His Majesty Darwin, the ancient gods and people and the old masters are probably the real creators of this continent and the entire Dota world.

As for the gods in the heavens... they were just the first group of residents in this world who had realized the low-level laws of the plane.

However, the reason for the "creation of the world" by the old master is probably not as sacred and great as the praises in the hymns. If the results of the study of the Magic Emperor are not wrong, then the reasons for the supreme existence to create this continent... I am afraid that it is just because I am too idle and bored...

Look, this is the real and original truth in this world...

Your own home, your own life trajectory, your own struggles and struggles, your own experiences and hardships... I am like a clown who exists for amusement on the stage, and the meaning of existence is just to please a bad creator who is so boring that he feels so boring.

This fact may cause many people, especially those who are arrogant and pretentious, to go crazy. These people have always been proud of being able to control others' lives, but they did not expect that they are the most sad and funny actor on the stage.

Even the little ogre like Goron who has been struggling with the storms and waves, still felt a sense of confusion and at a loss when he learned everything from the Ark of Life, as if everything he did, even his own existence itself, had become meaningless from the moment he knew the truth.

There are eyes in the dark who are always watching their life with a play-watching attitude. Their joy, their sorrow, and even the grief of losing their family have turned into the viewing and jokes that brings up a smile on the corner of their mouths.

What's even more terrifying is that if the existence is tired of reading and no longer interested in the world, it can easily destroy the world like stretching and closing the book. It's like a naughty boy destroying his own tired of playing toys. No matter how hard the residents of this world work or struggle, they cannot change the ending.

The foundation for the existence of the entire world is so weak and so ridiculous...

How can those big men who think they have long mastered their lives not go crazy after knowing the truth?

Fortunately, the little ogre doesn't like to be stubborn.

This kind of big thing that concerns life philosophy and the survival of the world is really a bit far away for him.

Struggle is meaningless. The Ark of Life has been calculated and analyzed countless times in the past ten thousand years, but the final calculation results have never changed. If the old master who suddenly bets on this world, the True Creator suddenly has the urge to destroy everything, or for him, it is just a trivial matter such as cleaning the table, the world will be destroyed, and there will be no room for luck to recover.

Since things are already like this, it’s better to let everything go. Anyway, the probability of world destruction and rescue is half to half, it depends on the mood of others, and there will be basically no changes in the behavior of a little ogre. So Geron might as well do what he should do. Whether his life is a game or a laughing sketch, whether it’s good or bad, these are things that belong to him, and only he can master them.

The little ogre had a faint feeling that the god king of the gods in the heavens, the great Lord of the Holy Light, seemed to be just struggling in his own way and resisting as much as possible.

Pull your eyes back to the battlefield in Montenegro...

One red and one white, one man and one woman, two muscle bodies that also crush all the momentum have collided heavily.

The cannibalized Vajra incarnated by Gelon and the true war knight incarnated by the divine servant in heaven may be the two extremes of this plane symbolizing pure physical power. Without the attachment of various attributes and magic, nor the blessing of martial arts and techniques that have been tempered by thousands of tempers, a man and a woman only engage in the purest and most primitive physical collisions, and punches and feet fight each other.

The essence of the magical power of the other world, "Dharma Heaven and Earth", is to directly absorb the endless and vast power of the earth. As long as the caster's feet touch the ground, the purest power of the earth can be continuously sucked into the caster's body through the mysterious "life hole" in the heart of the foot, giving the man-cannibal Vajra almost endless power and endless endurance. The only restriction is how much power of the earth the caster's body can withstand.

Just in fact, the ogre clan with the bloodline of the ancient cyclops Goru's, is probably the ceiling of humanoid creatures in the Dota Continent in terms of pure physicality, and is just the best bearer of the power of the Dharma image heaven and earth.

It was the first time after he advanced to the sixth-level holy realm that Ge Long used all his strength without reservation. He stepped on the ground with huge bare feet. The red power with visible redness flowed into his body along the feet of the cannibal King Kong, and flowed wildly in the muscle mass that was about to explode, forming colorful red patterns, as if he was about to burst blood vessels, and like a mysterious and deep magic totem.

One punch, just one punch, ended the war knight's destruction charge. The red-colored female muscle giant stepped back several steps. When she came to her senses, her left shoulder was already covered in blood and flesh. A heavy and solid arm hung loosely on her shoulder, leaving only a small piece of flesh and blood connected.

"How is this possible!" Pope St. Andres exclaimed, and even the succubus queen who had already rushed behind the little ogre to rescue stopped, sweeping over the several divine servants opposite with a smile on her face.

"The 'war' messenger is a real 'god'. How could he be suppressed by a lowly and dirty blood ogre." At this moment, the Pope finally tore off the last layer of fictional calmness. The appearance of the "Old Master" has caused an irreparable destructive impact on his faith, and began to question whether the God Lord he served throughout his life is really a supreme existence?

And now his only spiritual sustenance, and if the god he prays for day and night also fails, this kind of spiritual collapse will definitely be unbearable for him.

"You lowly human beings are not qualified to worry about your service to the Earth God King, or are you questioning us, questioning the Apocalypse messenger standing beside the great Lord of the Holy Light?" What made Pope St. Andres recover from his loss of composure was the cold voice of the plague knight behind him.

The plague knight, like a floating corpse in the swamp, wriggled his mouth that could ulcerate at any time, and said to St. Andres contemptuously: "That sinful blasphemer, he is actually in touch with the evil gods of the foreign land. This power is definitely the power of the evil gods of the foreign land that plagues more than ten thousand years ago. However, even if the evil gods of the foreign land come here directly, it is not worth mentioning in front of our Apocalypse Envoy."

The Succubus Queen, who had been pricking her ears, burst into laughter and showed a contemptuous smile here. The Plague Knight snorted coldly, ignored the Succubus Queen, and continued to say to the Pope: "Don't think that only the blasphemer can borrow the power of the evil gods in another world. Don't forget that this is also a battlefield, and this is the home court of 'war'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the war envoy who was suppressed and beaten by the cannibals over there finally launched a counterattack. As the plague envoy said, this is a battlefield with corpses everywhere. Just as the cannibals can draw divine power from the earth, the war envoy on the battlefield can also receive the blessing of some mysterious power.

It seemed that I could hear the sings of sings from the void. The dead who died in tragic deaths suddenly stood up, then fiddled with their incomplete limbs, folded their hands together and fell to the ground, and began to pray.

Visions also appeared in the sky, with heavy dark clouds cracking a gap from it, and the holy pillar of light directly scattered on the war knights, like a miracle.

Bathed in the light, the female red giant, who was originally covered in scars, was instantly resurrected in full blood. The light was like a light on the stage, and it was always following her figure.

The war knight raised a sharp and harsh cry to the sky, and his body became taller and stronger in an instant. What's even more terrifying is that behind him, a whole angel legion bathed in golden holy light, covered with golden helmets and heavy armor, and behind him was squirting snow-white wings, condensing into a solid body from the illusion.

After all, the other party was a divine servant descending from the heavens, with a complete divine character. Who knows what powerful means would be? Ge Long no longer paid attention to the various strange things on the battlefield and directly concentrated all his strength to activate the magic power of heaven and earth. Regardless of whether his body could withstand it, the vast and boundless power of the earth poured into the ogre's body through his feet, and his pale and majestic body continued to expand as if it was filled with air. When his height reached the previous body size limit, the ogre obviously felt a wave of resistance, his skin seemed to be about to be torn, and his bones seemed to be about to be crushed, and he would burst and explode in the next second. This was Ge Long's body sending rejection and protest in this way.

However, this time the little ogre ignored the physical resistance. Not only that, he further strengthened the speed of absorbing the power of the earth, as if he wanted to die with his opponent.

"Dear little devil! What are you doing? Here is our family demon to help you carry it, and there is no need for you to fight to the death!"

Just as the succubus queen was about to rush forward to stop the little ogre's self-destructive behavior, a pair of powerful arms stretched out next to her stopped her. It was the demon of King Solomon's family who had just walked out of the portal, Simmons Belmont, the "King of War Demons".

The big demon covered in armor grabbed the succubus queen tightly, and the sound of the cold wind in hell rang in the female demon's ears.

"That day is coming soon. With his current strength, he must make himself stronger as soon as possible."

"But what if this kid dies? Wouldn't we wait for tens of thousands of years..."

The great demon shook his head slowly and moved his gaze to the several divine servants opposite him.

"In terms of anxiety, I'm afraid there is more than us."

Twenty meters...thirty meters...

Just as the Angel Legion behind the War Knights became an entity, the Cannibal King Kong also transformed into a terrifying giant with a height of more than 100 meters.

The real giant.

The next moment, the ancient god battle scenes depicted only in the biblical epics are truly reproduced. Thousands of angel warriors who swayed their holy wings and their solid heavy armor could not cover up the graceful body. They flew up and down around the terrifying giant who seemed to be able to touch the clouds, waving the sacred war blades formed by the holy light in their hands, and cut out wounds on the white giant's skin, as if they were about to cut the giant Lingchi.
Chapter completed!