I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Wanjie Pawn Shop, the twelfth-level sub-body, number usnb823465.

Time and space coordinates are locked: Aoli heavens, their clones and mine are coming!

"Wha, what!?"

"This breath is..."

The flesh-and-blood giant felt unspeakable horror in his heart at the moment the white light appeared. His instincts roared, urging him to escape as quickly as possible, as far away as possible.

"Where did the ants come from?"

The indifferent eyes on the statue moved slightly, and after just one glance, the flesh-and-blood giant was suddenly enveloped in invisible flames, and before he even had time to howl, he completely turned into nothingness.

Buzz!

The void trembled, and a radiant figure stepped out from the statue. The aura from the other side was supreme. He looked around and looked at the core of the universe here, that small battlefield.

"god!!"

"The gods have appeared! We are saved, we are saved! Hahaha!"

The survivor was awakened by the scene in front of him, and his numb expression was immediately replaced by excitement. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the stalwart figure.

"god?"

The avatar named "Helpless" shook his head slightly. It was not appropriate to use the name of a low-level creature like God on him.

Although he is only the twelfth generation clone of himself and his strength is only at the eleventh level, at this time he has used "Future·True Self Invincibility" and "Transformed into Armor", and covered his figure with the light of transcendence, making him a real eternity. the other side.

"Brother, are you the god who came to save us?"

The little girl had golden beans hanging from the corner of her eyes, with a curious look on her face, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by the faceless statue that could not be hung around her waist.

"Haha, that's right."

Unable to be indifferent, her expression was like melting ice and snow, and her face was as gentle as she reached out to hold the little girl in her arms and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

The Pawn Shop of All Realms has spread countless sub-bodies to the endless heavens in order to collect energy. The little girl can pick up the statue, which is regarded as his first little guest.

"Really? Can you defeat that monster?"

"monster?"

There was a trace of ridicule in helpless eyes, what kind of cats and dogs deserve to be called monsters?

239. Sitting in the center of the machine, the machine that has swallowed endless flesh and blood and souls has completed its healing. It only needs to make final adjustments before it can jump through time and space and return to the battlefield.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

"Huh!? This is..."

The moment the flesh and blood giant dissipated, 239's pupils shrank sharply, and a silent terror arose in his heart. He froze in place. He could think about it, but he completely lost control of his body.

"Haha, let's put the monster-fighting aside first. Big brother will do a small thing first."

Unable to smile in a low voice, under the doubtful gaze of the little girl, he slowly stretched out his palm and reached into the void of time and space.

A boundless hand crossed the distant time and space and landed directly on the battlefield in the center of the universe. The breath of the other side dropped slightly, and all existence was frozen in place.

"No--"

Lunya, the creator of 239, the existence of the ten realms of black disaster, together with the army of black disaster, were annihilated under the pressure of the boundless giant hand.

"We, thank you for your help, sir!"

Countless respectful shouts resounded through the void, and many stalwart figures bowed and saluted the big hand.

"Lord Lun Chi, Lord Lun Chi is dead..."

239 was panic-stricken, his pupils turned gray, and then under the influence of the rules of creation, his vitality disappeared and turned into a wisp of dust.

This kind of ant is not worth it. He can't do it himself. He didn't even look at the other party.

"Little girl, you are my first customer. Tell me, what do you want to buy?"

"Brother, can I buy anything?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, showing undisguised surprise.

"Yeah, that's right, anything is fine."

Unable to shake her head and laugh, this little girl is quite clever, unlike the adults kowtowing below who dare not communicate with him at all.

"I, I want to buy back my father, sister, grandparents, everyone, everyone who was killed by monsters..."

"Okay, that's easy, but what can you give?"

"Well, is this okay? This is my most precious treasure!"

The little girl spread out her white little hands, holding a stone in her palm. The stone had naturally formed chrysanthemum patterns and had been polished to a shiny finish. But no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary "chrysanthemum stone."

However, it is full of the innocence and kindness of a little girl, which to some extent is priceless.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a little rich woman, then, the deal is established!"

Unable to reach out and take the stone, he immediately stepped out of the crypt, his eyes surrounded by white light, looking around at the devastation, and murmuring in a low voice.

"Back in time and space!"

The long river of time and space in the vast universe is pitifully fragile. With just one word, it is driven, and a wave of twisted ripples ripples out. The scene on the green star flows backwards, and everything returns to its original state.

239 completely dissipated, and was naturally not included in the resurrection. The Green Star seemed to be severely destroyed, but all the damage was only to the little guy from the Sixth Realm, and could not hurt the foundation of the information.

If the other side takes action to erase everything, it will not be easy to reverse time and space and restore it to its original state.

"Big brother, thank you!"

"Fair trade, fair trade."

Unable to chuckle and shake his head, he put the little girl down, and her figure disappeared after a while.

His mission is to annihilate the black calamity army that invaded the Aulian heavens, but he cannot delay in this small place. If he holds on a little longer, countless creatures can be saved.

At this moment, half of the clones of himself and himself sent by Bai Donglin all descended on the spiral arm battlefield. They were all surrounded by white light and were immortal. Countless black disaster armies were wiped out. Many heavens cheered and knelt down in the flames of war. The white figure offered the highest pious respect.

The addition of endless clones of him and me is not only unparalleled in combat power, but also fearless of life and death. This is undoubtedly the most powerful shot in the arm for the entire spiral arm battlefield.

The allied forces of all races began to counterattack, large areas were recovered, and the Black Disaster was retreating steadily.

During this period, the entire battlefield was shrouded in a terrifying white color. It was the bright light spread by his and my clones, which destroyed the black disaster and saved countless sentient beings of all races with warmth!

"Run! Run away!"

"withdraw--"

"That monster! That unkillable monster is catching up!!"

A huge black disaster army, majestic battleships stretching to the end of the perception, all kinds of strange war weapons with strange auras, sharp edges, endless fog shrouding the entire army, a stalwart figure rising and falling in it, the aura of the other side of eternity is terrifying.

Such an army could crush all the heavens in one direction, but at this moment it seemed a little panicked and fled in confusion in the void.

"Want to escape?"

The void shook, and bright white lights lingered and shrouded. The clones of him and me, whose faces could not be seen clearly, stepped over absolute time and space.

With an indifferent gaze fixed on the black disaster army, hundreds of clones clenched their fists together to accumulate strength.

"Self-destruction·Abandoning body fist! Ten Thousand Wheels!"

"Destroy——"

Boom! !

The extremely thick beam of destructive light surged and shot, and the hot and bright white light illuminated the boundless area of ​​tens of thousands of super thoughts.

The rolling fierce power was irresistible. The defense raised by the Black Calamity Army with all its strength was broken by a single touch. The vast power poured down, annihilating all the Black Calamity creatures. Even the source of information was shattered on the other side of eternity. Total death.

Bang bang!

Temples were thrown out one after another, suspended in the destruction, and huge black whirlpools emerged above them, swallowing up all the corpses of the Black Disaster army.

This batch of clones of others and myself will not return to the original deity, so there is no need to give birth to the heavens. These black disaster materials will be properly collected and delivered to the deity for use.

"Walk!"

After destroying this black disaster army, he and I continued to rush to the next battlefield without stopping.

The scope of Black Disaster's invasion is extremely wide, and troops are constantly coming from the rear. This is a protracted battle. Even with the participation of other and mine clones, there is no way to drive out all Black Disaster in a short time.

Unless, my expeditionary force in the hinterland can send good news and let the black disaster retreat.

…

"Kill! Kill!!"

"Ho ho ho—"

On the eroded battlefield, broken wreckage of the heavens could be seen everywhere. A majestic and boundless giant looked up to the sky and roared, and then his eyebrows exploded, and a figure surrounded by white light stepped out.

"It's him!"

"White Terror!!"

The moment he saw this figure, the entire battlefield seemed to be stagnant. All he could see was the killing and destruction of the black disaster creatures, and a strong look of fear appeared in his eyes.

They were afraid and felt intimidated. This fear came from the feeling of powerlessness without the power to resist.

fear!

White terror!

This tragic war lasted for 700 billion years, and the legend of white terror has been imprinted in the hearts of every black disaster creature. In fact, the Black Disaster Supreme Command has passed down a decree that in the event of "white terror", one can temporarily retreat without reporting, and without fear of being held accountable.

"Run away!!"

The overwhelming Black Disaster Army abandoned their armor and armor, abandoned this position, escaped into absolute time and space, and fled madly.

"Escape? It's too late!"

"kill--"

Helpless, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and figures stepped out from behind him, all of them filled with a cold aura. The long years of killing had already formed a mechanical numbness.

Boom!

An army of black disaster was powerlessly and hopelessly destroyed by the white terror.

"Oh oh oh!!"

"White! White! White!"

Fanatic cheers resounded in the ruins of the world behind them, and endless majestic figures worshiped devoutly. In their minds, "White" is the invincible god!

Its status has vaguely surpassed the power of the All Races Alliance Headquarters. If the orders of the two are contrary to each other, it is uncertain who these fanatical guys will obey.

"My dear, if you don't come back, the pawn shop will soon run out of money!"

Unable to whisper, his eyes were dark, and the cheers behind him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Ten billion years later, the sound of victory came——

Black disaster, completely defeated!

All the lost ground was recovered, and Black Disaster was driven back into the darkness. His eager look was like a fire in his lair.

When all the tribes recovered from the joy and went to look for "White", they found that these mysterious existences had disappeared without a trace.

At this point, the name of White Terror resounds throughout the endless whirlpool of the heavens.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

This volume is finished, and the next chapter is the final volume. The content involved is the Transcendent, and it will probably have more than a hundred chapters.

What I have written about Green Star in the past two days is not for the sake of water, but is very necessary.

A common problem with this type of novel is that in the later stages, the combat power is so overwhelming that it can destroy the entire universe and even all the worlds with just one move. This will appear "fake and empty" and the concept of strength and weakness will be blurred in the readers' minds. Distorted, lost sense of substitution.

The earth's civilization belongs to level 0.7 civilization. The green star describing level 0.9 is an allusion to reality. Let a cannon fodder ant in the sixth realm reorganize the concept of strength and weakness and reconstruct the stratification of power. I don't know the effect, but I think It is necessary to write about it. After all, the next volume involves the transcendent, and the combat power is even more exaggerated and illusory. It is best to use it, and there is no loss if it is useless. For the time being, I have used my brain.

Finally, thank you all for your support, I will finish it as soon as possible, hahaha, I know many friends are waiting impatiently!