Chapter 302

Only then did they run for their lives toward the door as if they hated their parents for not giving them eight legs.

Fortunately, the terrifying demonic shadow also shrank, otherwise it would probably have added them to its meal.

"Run run run run!!!!" 157

"Snake Style, Thousand Snake Body Flicker Technique!"

"My blood, my bones, burn!"

A group of big shots from other worlds were scared out of their wits, even more exaggerated than Earth's ordinary people; they started by burning their lives, and if that didn't work, they burned their souls.

Becoming an idiot would at least allow them to survive; if they were caught in the big shot's AOE, let alone their bodies, they might even be wiped out in the past and future.

Sure enough.

In their perception, the vast and boundless aura behind them erupted, piercing through the sky, and the terrifying power that made even gods suffocate spread like a mushroom cloud.

It crushed the sky, boiled the firmament, and was unbelievably terrifying.

Near-gods like them who were enough to roam a world were like a flat boat in the vast ocean in the face of such power, ridiculously small.

Their scalps were exploding.

Even if ordinary people couldn't feel that vast aura, they weren't blind.

In the standoff between the two supreme beings, this world that had slaughtered infinite Old Ones was trembling violently, the earth's plates were cracking layer by layer, and cracks spreading to the sky were crisscrossing.

If they hadn't breathed the original energy in this world that seemed like a heavenly kingdom, and everyone's strength had soared, they wouldn't have been able to cross it at all.

The cracks were a full thirty meters wide on both sides.

Normally, they wouldn't dare to jump even if they were beaten to death.

But at this moment...

A sense of oppression like a world-destroying disaster descended, making people almost suffocate, unable to breathe, and their souls were trembling.

Every cell in their bodies was screaming, giving warnings, so loud that they were about to fall apart.

Everyone, whether strong or mortal, whether Earthling or from another world, was running for their lives, using every means to run toward the magnificent door at the entrance.

It took two full hours to walk slowly when they came.

Now, in less than a minute, the near-god mage who had burned half his soul had already touched the lintel.

Afterward, a bunch of big shots burning their lives and souls also crawled into the door with their hands and feet like wretched wild dogs.

The fourth minute.

Even Earth's "ordinary people" rushed into the door one after another, and one who was livestreaming even subconsciously turned back to take a picture.

The next moment.

The whole world's liver was trembling.

The world was being destroyed.

Gravity out of control, heaven and earth inverted, plates rising into the sky, stars sinking...

Thousands of magnificent stone pillars like mountains collapsed, and everything on the earth was collapsing.

The ground split open with terrifying gaps, releasing cold winds from hell, and the magnificent corpses of gods fell in one by one.

Even the laws themselves were disintegrating, and infinite law ashes permeated, rotting and collapsing all matter, all energy, and all vitality, becoming the most thorough nothingness.

It was too freaking scary.

It was too freaking thrilling.

This was the first time they had so clearly and intuitively felt the destruction of a world; what kind of despair that was.

And in the scene of the end of the world where all laws collapsed, no one transcended, and no one could live, two ancient figures stood above the end, standing in the nothingness, colliding and slaughtering with their respective wills and concepts.

"Still filming?!!"

Kanisawa Juuju, a popular cosplayer, saw that the great collapse had already spread from one end of the world, and her face turned white with fear.

She knocked away Kitagawa Marin's phone, used her last bit of strength, and threw the person into the door.

The last image left to people was that the strongest in the modern world, the magician named Luo Shu, raised his hand indifferently amidst the rippling power.

"All Laws Instantly Extinguished!"

The myriad laws of the world instantly extinguished, exploding into countless conceptual auroras, returning to that white and slender hand like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea, and gently waving forward.

"My Dao Returns to One!"

The world suffocated.

Dreamy world.

The crowd didn't stop at all, rushed out of the magnificent building complex in one breath, and didn't sit down and breathe heavily until they rushed to the pure forest.

"It should be sa... safe here, right?"

That god slaughterhouse clearly belonged to another independent world; it should be safe across a world.

Moreover...

Jiraiya looked around at this quiet forest where the trees were crystal clear like gems, as pure and perfect as ever.

This was that person's courtyard.

"Shou... should be... right?"

Inuyasha was panting for breath, his dog tail drooping, his tongue sticking out, his lungs almost panting out.

More than half of his demon power was burned; if he hadn't absorbed the original energy and been improved, he would have revealed his original form in this wave.

The future is really not for demons; it's too stimulating, and an old man like him who is hundreds of years old can't handle it.

Solomon III's face was pale, silently stuffing back the tentacles that had burst out of the corner of his eye.

The soul of the Banshee Queen of the Magic World was almost burned away, and the whole ghost was almost ascending to heaven.

There was nothing wrong along the way, but this time she was so scared she burned herself half-disabled.

If someone took the opportunity to strike at this time, they would be in danger.

Hmm?

For a time.

The atmosphere changed, many people narrowed their eyes, retreated vigilantly, and kept their distance from others.

In this dreamy world, there were countless treasures.

But that person didn't allow them to be bestowed; even if they had the guts of a bear, they wouldn't dare to move.

But who said these were the only treasures?

Humans and aliens, each other's blood, each other's flesh, and spiritual souls were also a kind of treasure.

There were quite a few fourth-Third Third Tier super life forms here.

It would be hard for them to recover from this wave of burning souls and lives for a century; if they took the opportunity...

Many powerhouses' eyes flickered, and some even approached with undisguised targets and fierce light.

"Ya ya ya, was I actually treated as a soft persimmon?"

Gojo Satoru smiled frivolously, slowly took off his sunglasses, and revealed his beautiful eyes.

Ahead.

A huge demon with a sheep's head and human body, who looked like a legendary demon, grinned and approached: "If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck..."

Jiraiya looked at the big-headed demon surrounding them and rubbed his head.

Sigh, suddenly feel the Ninja World is quite peaceful, at least there are no such intelligent beasts.

At the same time.

Solomon III stared at a big demon who looked like he had eaten countless people.

He was also hungry.

No one would think that practitioners of the Old One system were good people, right?

Ordinary people were almost crying.

Damn it, can't this group of bastards wait until they get out?

Isn't it not over yet?

Wait...

Kasumigaoka Utaha, holding a short sword, froze, her pupils suddenly dilated, her whole body trembling, and a burst of flower-branch trembling.

Then came the sudden scream: "Stop fighting, something is wrong here!"

Having managed to break through the door of the extraordinary by relying on the opportunities here, the sound made with all her strength instantly attracted attention.

People subconsciously looked back, and for a moment, they also gasped.

Holy crap.