this is my ark journey

Chuhuo can also be regarded as a newborn Star Devourer. In terms of life form, he is not fundamentally different from it. The so-called emotions, good and evil, right and wrong are meaningless to high-dimensional life.

For example, just as two people compete for a piece of cake, who will control the values ​​and feelings of the cake.

Ren had already walked in front of the giant crater, paused, but replied without hesitation:

"A human identity!"

"Really? I'm sorry."

A big blue hand stretched out, with eight slender fingers; followed by a head with pointed ears and an inverted triangle head. Its mouth was looking at the wriggling tentacles, and its eyes were black and protruding, shining with brilliance. Star-like brilliance, pupils upside down like snake eyes; at the end are a pair of wings with thin periosteum and faint white.

This is no different from the golden statue of the horror that Ryan got, full of mystery and intimidation, and the two looked at each other, which was the first time they faced each other.

"flame."

"Terror."

How obvious is the essence of each other. After a glance, the Terror pulled out the entire body from the shadow, and the slender fingers clenched into fists.

"Then you will die as an ant."

boom--

With almost no time to react, a beam of light surged down from the crimson moon overhead, which looked like a scarlet waterfall, directly blasting the ground out of a bottomless crater.

Of course Ren didn't dare to block, his body lightly jumped to the side, and he ran with both legs.

He circled around the Terror, and his abilities were tested a lot by the opponent, but Ren didn't know what the Terror had.

Sunshine gun. Burst!

shhhhh......

The giant thunderbolts were thrown over like money, and the Terror's body about ten meters high did not move at all. The thunder guns approached, and each exploded a few meters away from the body, and a rhombus-shaped 'scale' appeared in the void.

space defense?

With Ren in mind, he paused as he rushed forward, only to see a red lightning ball appear on the path.

boom! !

Splendid lightning covered a range of hundreds of meters, and Ren fell from the dust, with residual electricity surging all over his body, and his eyes were fixed.

Lightning resistance is useless?

This is a matter of course, the level of the terror is higher than the current him, it is strange that it is useful, stretched out his hand, and threw away all the Lei Fangshi rings, instinctively called the police, took out a Yum large shield, and the whole People froze in place.

Time stops.

The scattered dust solidified in the air, the ashes froze, and in an instant, a beam of light fell from the sky.

boom -

The mushroom cloud exploded, and a deep crater had been formed on the moon. Fortunately, Ren was hiding under the shield, and the steel fortress blocked the bombardment.

"A powerful weapon." The Terror nodded approvingly. Knowledge is also power. With the legacy of an entire era, a few artifacts are nothing.

"Let me see how the forging skills of the Age of Fire are."

boom!boom!boom!

Rays of light blasted down continuously, but only the large shield was embedded in the ground. Ren had teleported ahead of time, and he appeared in the distance, his face sinking like water.

'Time stasis will also work on energy, but the control on time is too precise. '

Every time the Horror bombards, time will pass normally, and the gap is so short that it is too extravagant to describe it with 'seconds'.

After a brief pause, Ren slapped a ball of fire into his chest, which turned into gray mist again. The gray mist froze in the air and was blown away by the thunder.

Leap, walk, walk, leap.

Ren didn't dare to stop for a moment, knowing that being trapped in time would be a violent blow, he kept moving, and the bombardment chased behind his buttocks, every time was only a hair's breadth away.

The Terror didn't talk. It was like a dedicated hunter, focusing all its attention on attacking. Half a minute later, a low-pitched jeer sounded.

"Do you just want to find out how much time I can control? Then the answer is—" It widened the snake's eyes, and the inestimable energy spread around.

"endless!"

The entire lunar surface was completely frozen, the swaying dust stayed in the air, and the falling gravel froze, solidified together with the gray mist and beam of light.

The purest stillness, the most hopeless stagnation.

A finger disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in front of Ashes. The latter was still running, and nearly half of his body had turned into gray mist.

"My body is not afraid of time."

The slender fingers were like a huge gun, and the long nails touched the dragon hunting armor, and the heavy armor, which even the old beast couldn't bite, began to shatter from the contact surface.

Metal fragments spilled out to the surroundings, and the nails touched the muscles, like splashing water droplets, and the flesh and blood were slowly being dissolved.

It was invincible, and the feeling of feedback from the fingers made the Terror close his eyes and let out a comfortable moan.

How warm, how ancient, how powerful...

It felt a flame, a flame that surpassed all delicacies. Even though it had conquered many worlds, it had rarely seen such a wonderful food. This would not only allow its injuries to recover, but also make it a step forward.

Endless stars represent countless possibilities, and also represent countless dangers. Only by continuing to eat can we maintain the identity of a hunter forever.

"Let us merge into one, and let the journey go to another level."

Fingers have become absorbers, how could it refuse this kind of delicious food delivered to the door, and immediately cut off the vitality of the ashes, but it has just touched the essence...

Boom! !

Ren exploded, and a mushroom cloud rose on the moon. The power made the people fighting in Kazdel raise their heads, and clearly saw an orange circle of light appearing on the red moon.

That power far surpassed that of nuclear bombs, and the energy released by it broke through the shackles of time, causing dust and gravel to fall one after another.

"This is?" The horror crouched on the spot, feeling that his fingers had been blown to pieces. After a while, he raised his head and saw the bonfire in the distance releasing orange-red flames.

The flames regrouped, and Ren appeared next to the bonfire, moved his hands, and said with a smirk:

"How does it feel to revive the dead?"

He had performed a miracle on himself just now, and the result was that when Ren died, his whole body would explode, and with his strength, the power of self-destruction was much stronger than that of Apollonius.

"I see. You are fire, but you haven't turned into fire." Terror nodded, realizing that Ashes' life level was still at a critical point.

He is still a living creature, but there is something greedy in his body. If he wants to devour it, he has to smash the shell, but this shell can be resurrected infinitely.

call--

Ren let out a sigh of relief. This feeling is the same as opening up wasteland and facing a boss. You have to use your life to find out the way forward.

Very helpless, but this is the essence of undead or ashes.

With a mortal body, with countless deaths, to defeat the high gods.

"Manipulating time is indeed a rogue, but fortunately I am also prepared."

Ren took out a giant egg and kicked it to pieces the moment time stopped.

Egg of Time!

This thing can distort the present and the future, and the dim light overflows and is released in this space.

There was no sound from the collision of power, only the solidified powder flowed again, and the horror was a little stunned.

"You can also fight against time?"

"Don't underestimate the era I represent." Ren clenched his fists. He possessed all the power, knowledge, weapons and authority of an era, and this is why he dared to stand here.

"Well, please let me feel it firsthand." The horror became interested instead, and the wriggling fluff on the mouth fell down one after another, falling to the ground and turning into a human form.

The fluff is twisted, some are shrinking, some are expanding, forming dozens of indescribable monsters, either skinny, or as strong as a butcher, or like a floating black knife, or a humpbacked giant.

No matter how they looked, they were all powerful high-level family members, not even weaker than the monsters inside the door.

"The power to create life? Sure enough, you have recovered part of it." Ren took a deep breath, what else could he say in the face of the shameless group fight.

"Recruit younger brother, it happens that I will too!"

After the words fell, Ren held the spiral sword next to him, twisted his wrist, and a dull bell rang.

"Let's conquer everything, the powerhouses of the last era!!"

It was as if an invisible hand had passed through the constraints of time and space, twisting out some things from the end times.

Large swaths of flames bloomed on the ground, and a figure stood up from the flames.

"The monitor of the abyss, the Falan undead team."

The warriors with pointed helmets and swords stood up silently, looking forward with indifferent eyes.

"Twisted believers, a group of secluded bishops."

A large gray figure floated out from the fire. They held various staffs and stood behind the undead team.

"Forbidden Chaser, Demon King Osloes!"

A thin monster jumped out, holding a staff, and its uncoordinated limbs revealed a sense of twisting.

"King of crime, Giant Yomu!"

boom!

A giant appeared behind Ren. He was holding a hatchet and a large shield, full of oppression.

......

The same strange and powerful men emerged from the flames, and Ren no longer cared about the consequences, and frantically recruited heroes.

Or twisted, or heavy, or crazy, or calm, when the horror creates life, he calls it.

When the last knight in red robe emerged, Ren finally stopped.

A hero versus a family, who is afraid of whom!

Every power has a tit-for-tat, which makes the horror a bit dignified, as if knowing that this 'food' is also qualified to resist.

It has seen similar powers before, but it did not expect to have so many and so strong.

interesting.

It looked at those ancient powerhouses and hooked its fingers.

"Then it will be decided."

The family rushed forward, and dozens of them rushed out like thousands of horses. These newly created life forms were full of power, and they also had all the energy returned by the spirits.

Very strong, but also excellent firewood!

"kill!"

Ren lowered his palm, Gail Knight took the lead and greeted him tit for tat.

Ashes is not afraid of wars of attrition. If it were other gods with creative power, they would simply fight for the 'blue bars', but the most terrifying thing about Huo is that they can devour other people's energy, even if they suffer one-to-one casualties than him.

Flame, thunder, and frost exploded across the desert, the necks of the undead team were broken, and the crystal magic blasted the family to be riddled with holes. The shadow blade wanted to break through, but was frozen in place by the demon king.

No formation, no command, only the head-on collision of the two energies, either dissipated into embers or turned into firewood. Due to the strength gap between Ren and the Terror, the Familia undoubtedly had the upper hand, but they could not crush them. This group of strong men who have experienced many battles suffered casualties from each other.

The Terror looked at the Shura field indifferently, his fingertips were trembling slightly, and he had to admit that this time the power struggle was still a draw.

Time is equal to time, creation is equal to calling...

"It seems that we still have to decide the winner." It raised its thick legs and slowly got up.

"That's right, it would be too boring to kill me with power alone." Ren was also calm, and all he did was to force the Terror to do it himself.

The only way to win is to face it head-on.

He spread out his right hand, palm down, the bonfire boiled, forming an orange-red fire belt around his hand, and then, the fire belt wrapped around his whole body, just like a winding snake spreading around.

The earth is burning, and the heroes in the bitter battle touch the flames, and the power is getting stronger and stronger, as if wirelessly charging.

"Concrete Realm?" The well-informed Terror murmured in a low voice, it didn't stop it, it was eager for Ashes to take the initiative to break out of the cage.

Yes, let that fire boil!

The land of flames, wherever it passes, the space is blocked, and those family members who have the power of space to track ghosts can't teleport. The moon shines brightly.

Not quite?

The Terror was a little disappointed. It looked at the ashes in the center of the burning earth. The latter was replaced with an ancient armor, the broken cloak was burning with flames, and the helmet was like a crown, making the whole person look extremely majestic.

"What power is this?"