Chapter 672

In the Bright Continent, as time went by, more and more parts of Tifeng rushed out of the Gate of Hell. Previously, there was only a palm and a forearm, but now even the upper arm has been stretched out.

And its terrifying pressure from the top main god also made the entire Bright Continent change color. All the people in the Bright Continent felt as if a big stone was pressing on their hearts.

Crack...

With a barely perceptible sound, the area closest to Tifeng's arm has begun to appear with eye-catching space cracks.

When the evil gods such as Azathoth who were trying to prevent Tifeng from escaping the Gate of Hell saw this scene, they were immediately shocked.

"Not good! The space barrier of the Bright Continent can no longer hold on. If this continues, the entire Bright Continent will shatter and fall into the space turbulence in the endless void."

"Damn, is that bastard Titan God King sick? He didn't kill his son when he went crazy, but instead locked him up in hell."

"When the old Titan God King wakes up, I'll scold him to death!"

"That's right, this old bastard is too wicked. When he opens a TikTok account, I will definitely find someone to cyberbully him!" Laleye also said with a look of resentment.

"If we don't wait for you to cyberbully him now, we will all die. This guy Tifeng is like a rolling knife meat. Our attacks are completely ineffective against him."

"Brother, why don't you summon the real body over? After summoning the real body, you should be able to deal with this guy."

After this, everyone looked at Azathoth, the god of blindness and stupidity.

However, Azathoth rolled his eyes at them after hearing this.

"Are you crazy? Can I call my original body here casually? I am afraid of my original body myself."

"If I summon it, I guess the people of the entire Bright Continent will be contaminated by my evil thoughts before I take action. They may even carry my evil thoughts to other worlds, and then more than one Bright Continent will be destroyed."

Just as Azathoth said this, the voice of Claire, the god of deception and lies, came from not far away.

"Everyone, can you give me some strength? I can't stand it anymore. This guy's power is too strong!"

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked back.

At a glance, they saw large spider-web-like cracks appearing on the protective shield previously formed by Claire's power, and he showed a struggling expression under the protective shield.

"Eros, Escarlo, Agatha, the three of you are weak in combat, go help Claire, and the rest of you continue to attack Typhon!"

As Azathoth gave the order, three evil gods who were not good at fighting immediately returned to Winterfell and supported the protective shield with Claire to resist the terrifying pressure of Typhon.

At this time, except for the local natives and foreign tourists who were not strong enough, all tourists above the Golden Immortal level in Winterfell joined the battle.

The defense of the entire city was supported by four evil gods.

Standing on Yida Square, they were like four pillars, each releasing their own divine power and merging into the sky.

When they were feeling tortured, they suddenly found that several small figures appeared not far away. They were human children, elf children, dwarf children, and goblin children.

These children from different races were looking at them with admiration.

When he first discovered this scene, Claire, the god of deception and lies, subconsciously prepared to make a fierce expression to scare away the children next to him.

Until one of the human children turned around and asked his parents:

"Father, what are they doing?"

Hearing the child's question, his father answered without thinking:

"They are protecting us!"

"Protecting us? Are they heroes? Are they heroes who protect us like the Giant of Light and the Armored Knight?"

"Yes, they are heroes!"

"Father, when I grow up, I also want to be a hero like them and protect others!"

"Yes, when you grow up, you must learn from them."

Hearing this, the fierce expression on the face of Claire, the god of deception and lies, disappeared instantly, leaving only a face full of astonishment.

"Hero? Me? They call me a hero?"

"Who said it's you alone, there's me too!" Eros, the god of desire and evil thoughts, gritted his teeth.

"It's us! They're talking about us!" Agatha, the god of jealousy and ridicule, corrected.

"We look so evil, how can we be heroes! We are evil gods! These mortals don't think we are protecting them, how ridiculous!" said the arrogant god Escarlo.

However, before he finished speaking, a child ran to his side and stuffed a cone into his mouth without saying anything, and his mouth was blocked instantly.

His originally arrogant expression turned into surprise.

Before he could react, more children and adults ran to them, feeding them water, feeding them food, and even wiping their sweat.

The four evil gods who had never enjoyed such treatment were somewhat flattered.

In a trance, the God of Deception and Lies couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that being a hero feels so good. No wonder there were always some guys who claimed to be righteous who wanted to attack us before."

"Indeed, being an evil god doesn't give you this kind of treatment."

"But this matter can't be spread out. If it is spread out, how can we continue to be evil gods?"

"It's still uncertain whether we can go back or not."

Raliyah had just finished eating a mouthful of popcorn, and he couldn't help but complain before he finished chewing the food in his mouth.

"Huh? Where did you get the popcorn, kid? Why is it so salty?"

"Okay, okay, don't feed it."

"Raliyah, I'll tell you something, don't take it to heart. I just saw a child fall down, and the popcorn in his hand was all scattered on the ground. A child in open-crotch pants peed on it, and then another child happened to pick up all the popcorn that fell on the ground."

"What! Yue..."

Just when the four evil gods felt that the pressure was much less, they suddenly felt that the sky above their heads darkened.

When they looked up, they showed extremely horrified expressions on their faces.

Because the sky fell.

The sky fell here is not an exaggeration, but the sky really fell.

The gloomy sky was closing in on the ground little by little. As the sky got closer, you could vaguely see dense jungles growing on it.

Looking closely, it was not the sky at all, but the palm of Tifeng, and the jungle was not a jungle, but the hairs on Tifeng's palm.

Every hair on the palm was like a towering tree. Once his palm came down, not only would Winterfell be smashed by it, but the entire Bright Continent would also be torn into pieces.

"It's over! It's really over this time!"

At this moment, everyone's heart was filled with despair.

But at this moment, a silver light suddenly appeared in the dark sky.

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