Panlong: Start the game by grabbing the Supreme God's token

Although there is a Great Perfection on each side, one is almost invincible, while the other is very cautious and unwilling to be the main force of the attack even if the danger is very low. In this way, the Underworld side will naturally win first;

"Boom~" In a dimensional channel, when the army of the underworld rushed over, countless colorful lights shot out from it, dazzling. This is a normal performance after one side wins.

"We've won a passage." Many of the gods of death in the underworld had happy expressions on their faces. They were naturally happy as they were halfway to success.

The Lord of Fate, Aofu, said with a smile, "The Great Perfection is indeed powerful. Even so many masters cannot compare to the Great Perfection."

When a master of dual defense artifacts was desperate, coupled with the large number of masters on his side, it was natural to easily defeat the opponent. They were completely on a different level. Even if the soldiers of the heavenly realm had long been prepared to fall, when it really came to a life-and-death moment, especially when they saw hundreds of their own soldiers die with just a wave of their hands, they could not help but hesitate.
Once morale is lost and they know they can't win, many people will naturally think of retreating. Since they are bound to lose anyway, they still have to save their lives.
Thus, the war collapsed.

Augusta, the Lord of Light, sneered and said, "Then we'll have to wait for the next passage. Clementine is already in the middle. It depends on whether Dennington can get there in time."

Even though Clementine's attack was relatively conservative and he did not go all out, his perfect soul attack was invincible. The soldiers from the underworld could not hold out for a single round. With the help of the larger number of twelve-winged angels and other commanding soldiers from heaven, they quickly gained the upper hand in the second passage.

After winning on one side, Dennington immediately rushed to the other passage at the fastest speed. The other soldiers and commanders behind him also all exerted the power of the main god and rushed forward.

The Wind Lord Diya said softly, "It's too late. Even with Dennington's speed, we can't catch up."

At this moment, 1000 twelve-winged angels of light formed eight super formations. Although none of them could compare to the Great Perfection, their combined destructive power was even stronger than Clementine's. Wherever the physical attack went, the space shattered.

On the side of the underworld, more than 300 twelve-winged dark angels formed three large formations, barely fighting against the angels of light, but the disparity in numbers was too great, and heavy casualties were suffered in a short time;

Clementine continued to advance steadily and calmly, harvesting the soldiers of the Underworld with soul attacks.

"Sean, is it just a matter of letting your men give it a try?" the Lord of Death said in a voice transmission.

"Okay, we must hold on until Dennington arrives." Sean agreed, and then an order was issued. Thousands of seven-star masters who were staying behind the underworld army immediately gathered together and directly attacked the twelve-winged angel and the great perfection Clementing.

These people completely disregarded their own safety and just wanted to rush forward. After approaching the twelve-winged angel, a large number of underworld soldiers threw a large number of magic cloth bags forward.

After the cloth bag reached the angels, it quickly exploded, releasing a large amount of strange pink mist. When many angels were approached by the pink mist, their eyes immediately turned red and they became excited.

"It's the poisonous gas of the rule of death. Everyone, control your consciousness." A leading angel reminded.

But it was too late now. Many angels were affected. Although they had the power of the main god, they did not go crazy, but their condition became much slower. The coordination of the magic array immediately became worse than before.

"Kill~" A large number of underworld soldiers rushed towards the angels, not caring about their own death at all, and were willing to sacrifice a few for one.

Clementin in the back frowned slightly when he saw these crazy people, and then his whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Under the strong light, the pink mist gradually dissipated. Some of the underworld soldiers who approached were immediately corroded by the strong light and burned, and soon fell.

However, there were too many people who were not afraid of death. Hundreds died in the front, and they were soon followed by those behind.

"Target, Clementine, everyone, soul attack." The leader of the underworld issued his own orders;

Even if his men were killed by others, it would be worth it to be able to achieve great perfection. Even if he only needed to force the other party to retreat, that would be enough.

Therefore, many of the soldiers from the Underworld ignored the attacks from the Heavenly Soldiers and joined forces to attack Clementine.
Facing the attacks of tens of thousands of divine souls, even a Great Perfection Clementin did not dare to underestimate them. When the angel was trapped, he did not dare to move forward and could only choose to retreat to avoid the sharp edge.

As a Great Perfection, perhaps he could withstand these soul attacks, but he might not be able to. There were too many of them, and he would not take even the slightest danger. Not to mention, he also knew that another Great Perfection was on the way.

A large number of soldiers from the underworld, at the cost of their lives, blocked the progress of the Twelve-Winged Angels and the Great Perfection of Light. Half a minute later, Dennington, who came from the other side of the passage, finally arrived.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Auf frowned and looked at the Lord of Death, asking, "Lilith, how did you find so many fearless warriors?"

Although there are more experts on my side, the passage is so small. Too many soldiers can only mean that they can hold out longer. In a short period of time, the victory or defeat still depends on strength.

Their side was obviously more powerful, with both great perfection and the perfect coordination of the twelve-winged angels, but the other side was a bunch of fearless people. Without fear of death, they fended off the attacks from the heavens, wave after wave.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, if too many people died, once the morale of the army collapsed and a retreat trend was formed, it would be completely impossible to turn the situation around. But now they managed to hold on until Dennington arrived, and soon, the underworld soldiers and commanders on the other side would also arrive. Although the same would happen on their side, the situation would become a stalemate again.

The Lord of Death smiled faintly and said, "This is naturally my secret."

In fact, if it weren't for Sean's performance in front of him, she wouldn't have believed that these people were soul-seeds, there were simply too many of them;

I have to say that Sean's ability is too strong on the plane battlefield. Hundreds of people died in the front, and the pressure of the soul seeds disappeared, and then a new batch was immediately replaced. The number cannot be said to be endless, but it is much larger than the twelve-winged angels, although these people are far inferior to angels in terms of coordinated combat.

The Lord of Destruction also frowned. The performance of the Underworld in this ten-game winning streak was much stronger than that of Hell. If he could find so many assassins and a great master that time, he might have succeeded.

In the plane channel:
Dennington quickly reached the middle position, looked at Clementin, laughed and said, "Clementin, what benefits can allow a great master like you to participate in this dimensional showdown?" "Haha, isn't it the same for you?" Clementin did not answer.

Dennington smiled faintly and said, "That's right, we all have our own secrets. However, you also know that if the two of us fight, it will be difficult to determine the winner. How about you and I not move at all?"

He has three main artifacts, and no one with great perfection can do anything to him, unless several people join forces and maybe exile him;
As for facing Clementin, he was not sure of winning. In the battle between great masters, only Sean could make an exception, otherwise it would basically be a draw.

Clementine shook his head and said, "That won't do. My mission is to ensure that no channel loses. You and I might not be able to determine the winner in a fight, but this channel of the dimensional showdown won't wait forever. Once the time comes, it will decide the outcome on its own."

The passage to the interdimensional decisive battle is controlled by the Supreme God. If the two sides fight to a draw, with no one winning, wouldn't that mean there is no winner? This is naturally not allowed.

If neither side wins for a long time, then after three days, the plane channel will decide which side wins. As for the judgment criteria, it is not clear, but it is likely that the side with the advantage will be judged as the winner.

At present, both sides have reached the state of great perfection, but the heavenly side is obviously still in the upper hand, so Clementine will naturally not give up.

Dennington smiled and said, "Okay, since I became a Great Perfection, I haven't fought with other Great Perfections yet. Today, I want to give it a try."

As soon as the words fell, the two figures shuttled through the plane channel, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes left, sometimes right. Any collision could easily tear open hundreds of meters of space. Faced with such a situation, the surrounding soldiers of the two sides and even the twelve-winged angels could only retreat one after another.

After fighting for a while, seeing that physical attacks were useless, Clementin moved his mind, and a large number of light threads shot out from his body, directly entangled Dennington. He also knew that Dennington had two main defense artifacts, so he didn't think of attacking with the soul.

Countless threads of light surrounded Dennington like a spider web. The main artifact in Dennington's hand easily cut off the threads of light, but after being cut off, the threads of light healed again easily. When Dennington wanted to leave, these threads of light connected with each other, forming a huge pulling force, which restricted Dennington.

Clementine smiled and said, "Dunnington, I can't do anything to you, but you should stay here for a while."

The Law of Light also has tricks to trap people. As long as the power of the Lord of Light is not cut off, it will be very difficult for Dennington to escape.

Dennington frowned slightly and tried several times but still couldn't break through. This move did not cause any harm to him, but it could restrict him. Once he was trapped, he would no longer be able to control the battle outside.

At this moment, thousands of masters from the Underworld suddenly approached, and a large number of soul attacks were launched in the direction of Clementine and Dennington;
These soul attacks containing the power of the main god were basically fired by seven-star demon-level masters. There were so many of them that Clementine's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated to avoid them. However, Dennington was not afraid at all. These soul attacks were not aimed at him, so it didn't matter if a few of them were not aimed well and hit him occasionally, because he had the main spiritual defense artifact.

When Clementine retreated, the light threads around him were naturally broken.

In the distance, Clementine shook his head and said with a smile, "If I had known this would happen, I should have earned a Soul Defense Master Artifact."

Dennington asked curiously, "Since you are planning to launch a decisive battle across the planes, shouldn't you have done this a long time ago?"

For a strong person at the Great Perfection level, it doesn’t matter whether he has a main artifact or not, but if he wants to participate in such a dangerous plane decisive battle, he must have it, otherwise he may really fall.

"Alas, unexpectedly, the Lord of Fate has made me an offer I can't refuse." Clementine didn't elaborate further, saying, "Now that things have come to this, let's see what the real deal is."

"Okay." Dennington didn't hesitate and gave an order to his commander, Odebiao: "Odebiao, tell all soldiers to ignore me and Clementine and focus on killing the enemy."

The two Great Perfections couldn’t determine the winner, but others could;
It's just that it's especially dangerous to kill the enemy in a melee between two great masters, but many people in the underworld are controlled. Once someone is killed in front, someone else will immediately take over. Relatively speaking, there is still a slight advantage.

Odebiao replied: "Okay."

The two camps started fighting again. The fighting power between the two great masters easily slaughtered the people around them, but very few people in the underworld retreated. Too many people avoided the two great masters and rushed forward to fight. On the side of the heaven, except for the angels, everyone else was much more cautious and did not dare to move forward at all.

For a moment, the Underworld actually had a slight advantage. Many Underworld masters cooperated with Dennington to launch large-scale soul attacks on Clementine, forcing the opponent to retreat from time to time. However, the attacks from the Heavenly Realm had little effect on Dennington. As a result, the morale of the Heavenly Realm plummeted.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the Lord of Life, Vivia, said in surprise, "The Underworld has the upper hand."

The Lord of Light frowned slightly. He also thought about ordering the Angels of Light to go forward and win the game, but it was not cost-effective because it was impossible to kill them all at once. If he failed, only a group of angels would be sacrificed, and the number of these twelve-winged angels was limited.

In the passage, Clementine and Dennington continued to fight. Neither of them was very good at the Law of Light and the Rule of Death, and it was unclear who would win. However, they both took advantage of the opportunity to fight and cause damage to the masters of the other camp. In this regard, Dennington, who had no worries, was obviously more advantageous.

Dennington's sword and Clementine's fist suddenly collided with each other, "Rip~~" the space cracked, and a jet-black crystal suddenly flew in from the crack in space.

"What is this? A crystal?" Dennington and Clementine were stunned as they watched the crystal flying away. Being able to fly out from the space crack, it must be a treasure of the main artifact level.

Tens of thousands of miles away, a group of overlords and gods who were still watching the show suddenly changed color. The Overlord of Destruction said excitedly, "Youyuan Crystal? That's the token of the Supreme God."

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