I became the Great Old One

"It seems that this day has finally arrived."

The figures of the goddess Ergani and Quetzal walked out of the subspace and descended into the real space. At this time, the two gods were suspended on the sea, and they seemed a little transparent under the sunlight.

The power of the void that Quetzal obtained from Mordiggian was taking effect at this time, hiding the breath of the two.

When Mordiggian exerted the power of the void with all his strength, even Su Heng's super sense could hardly detect his whereabouts. Mordiggian's hard power may not be the strongest, but the blessing of various powers makes him very difficult.

And now, the power of the void has fallen into the hands of Quetzal.

After hundreds of years of research and development, the role played by the power of the void in the hands of Quetzal is no less than that of Mordiggian in the past.

The sky was still clear at this time, the sea was calm, and the golden sunlight fell on the sparkling sea, reflecting countless dazzling lights. Some water birds with white feathers were hovering and flying in the sky.

But just like the calm before the storm, a terrible storm is coming.

As time passed, the atmosphere on the sea surface became more and more dull.

The blue sea water was gradually filled with some shadows, which swam flexibly under the sea surface, gathered from all directions, and finally even turned the color of the sea water into black.

Looking carefully, it was discovered that the black color was not just a shadow, but hundreds of thousands of deep divers gathered together.

Their smooth scales rubbed against each other, and they held various types of weapons in their hands.

There was a bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes.

Rumble!

The dull thunder came from far away, and dark clouds came from the western sky. The roaring storm blew the goddess Ergani's golden long hair back, and the feathered serpent subconsciously squinted, with feathers all over his body fluttering and muscles tensed. After sensing the rolling dark clouds and the destructive power of Typhon, the ancestor of all demons, Quetzalcoatl subconsciously entered a fighting state.

"Typhon is very powerful, but we don't need to deal with him for the time being." Ergani noticed that his brother was a little nervous, and gently stroked Quetzalcoatl's soft hair and comforted him.

"No, I'm not nervous." Quetzalcoatl said: "I'm just curious, as the descendants of the Father God, can we defeat the creation of Chaos God Caius."

"Of course."

Ergani raised his chin slightly and said confidently: "But, my dear brother. In most cases, strength is not the standard for measuring strength and weakness. Wisdom can solve far more problems than violence."

"Of course I understand your reasoning."

Quetzalcoatl replied: "But I just don't want to fall behind, no matter in which aspect."

After hearing Quetzalcoatl's words, Ergani smiled and shook his head, but did not continue to refute.

During the conversation between the two, many demon descendants of Typhon also descended with the rolling dark clouds. They rode the storm, suspended above the high sky, and wielded fire and thunder as their weapons.

The faces of the demons were different, but they all exuded a tyrannical aura.

Thousands of demons, although in terms of number, were far less than those deep divers who were hidden under the sea. But each demon had unique power and outstanding talents, and some of the best had terrible powers that could catch up with the gods.

In the past ten years.

After the goddess Ergani's continuous instigation, the demons and the deep divers had accumulated irreconcilable hatred.

When the two met, a tragic war would inevitably break out, and they would not stop until one side was completely dead.

But this time there was an exception.

The demons roared in the sky, and the deep divers also surfaced and spit out venom.

But there was no war between the two. A more powerful force restrained the disordered monsters, making these lawless guys dare not mess around at this time.

And now, that power has appeared.

Typhon's majestic body floated on the water. With his arrival, the sea sank and huge whirlpools appeared out of thin air.

The sea water gathered into a tornado, standing on the sea like a pillar supporting the world.

In the camp of the deep divers, there was also an ancient breath. Tentacles as huge as mountains pierced the whirlpool and stirred the entire sea. Amid the cheers of the deep divers, the ancient Lord of the Old Ones, Cthulhu, the Lord of R'lyeh, made a grand appearance.

"This guy has become more powerful. A pure old ruler will continue to become stronger over time. This talent is really powerful." Quetzalcoatl looked at the huge octopus in the deep sea and couldn't help but sigh.

In a thousand years, Cthulhu seemed to have completed his own growth.

His body became fatter and bloated, and the length of his tentacles was roughly nearly 10,000 meters, with a diameter of about 400 to 500 meters, and covered with intricate suckers and pustules.

And surrounded by many tentacles, Cthulhu's body also grew to a height of about 2,000 meters.

Today, Cthulhu is no longer in the shape of an octopus.

Under that fat body, there were limbs and a fleshy belly similar to that of a humanoid creature, and behind it were two pairs of ragged bat-shaped wings. Green viscous pus and dark green pus were flowing all over the body. The scales are rough and ancient, and a pungent stench emanates from Cthulhu.

"Old Dominators, I heard that you claim to live forever. Let me see if you have the power to last forever!"

Typhon's body is far taller than Cthulhu.

From the appearance, Cthulhu's head has just reached Typhon's belly.

Typhon looked down at his opponent, with obvious disdain in his thunderous voice. For Typhon, whether it is the former God-King or the legendary ancient ruler of the old days, as long as he dares to resist in front of him, he will destroy it mercilessly until the world changes again. A piece of pure nothingness, so that his innate desire for destruction can be temporarily calmed.

Fatty Cthulhu was also very angry and slept soundly at home. As a result, a strange-looking guy rushed to the door of his house and kicked him in the face without saying a word.

The same thing happened once a thousand years ago.

Forget about being patient the last time. The second time the same thing happened, even if Cthulhu had a good temper, he was a little offended at this time. The old rulers and the destructive lives created by the old rulers collided together without any fancy, and the powerful physical and energy fluctuations turned the entire sea upside down!