How Am I Still Alive?

“Times have changed.”

Lu Ping'an looked at the horizon, staring at the God of Gods who was destined to disappear completely. When your information, your personality, and your abilities have all been analyzed by your nemesis, and your abilities obviously have shortcomings, it is best not to expect to meet an opponent of the same level.

On a higher-dimensional level, a "big tree" is emitting green light, while the other part of the tree, the giant beast that is in pain, is constantly roaring and roaring.

It has no ability to control itself from turning into tree limbs, and although it is still a part of flesh and blood, it is also being constantly eroded and destroyed by Lu Ping'an's forces.

"The realm of war and death", the ability to plunder life points is also a fatal blow to the Lord of Life.

Beings at the level of the Lord of Life basically have the ability to recycle life. For the Eight-clawed Evil God, it has countless puppets or minions.

And with the loss of life, its existence is inevitably reduced.

This directly reduces the ratio of flesh, blood and wood inside its body. When the internal balance is broken, the strong will naturally weigh more.

It began to be unable to suppress the "blessing" of Lu Ping'an.

More flesh and blood turned into trees, and the balance was broken.

That part is still it, but obviously, it can never control such a body. The ubiquitous feeling of hunger makes it crazy.

This does not mean that it is doomed to fail, but that it is afraid to leave.

Unless, like the son of the evil god on Earth, it directly tears off half of itself. But this time, I'm afraid that more part will be torn off.

"If it does, it doesn't matter if we let it go. We've already made a killing anyway."

Lu Ping'an and his forces are longing for the destruction of the God of Gods. Its destruction will truly shake one of the tentacle of the Octopus.

This is not as simple as just the death of an incarnation.

In fact, the existence of the octopus is an infinite world filled with "octopus cells". Each incarnation is actually an aggregation of the octopus consciousness of a part of this world and is a local king.

Once it is completely dead, before the long regeneration period, those worlds will be empty rooms with no defenses and anyone can enter.

Lu Ping'an and his group will not give it a chance to recover.

Those worlds in the neighboring oceans, and those worlds whose spatial coordinates were established by it, all spared no expense in carrying out the "Plane Storm".

The lords and overlords of those worlds, and even the god-level creatures, all appeared on the battlefield with shocked faces and quickly became cannon fodder.

At this moment, the biggest gap between the two sides appeared.

Under the premise that extreme combat power is not dominant, the human side is obviously more organized, and the octopuses are completely scattered. This difference in organization ultimately shapes the reality of the regular army fighting the militia.

In the past, visitors from other domains could still use the beauty of numerical values ​​to suppress others. There were also all kinds of strange foreign worshippers in the human race, who worshipped wild beasts, worshipped foreign aesthetics, and worshipped the nature of the survival of the fittest. But after all humans have been extraordinary for so many years, when the combat power of both sides has been at the same level, it is natural that the unorganized ones will die.

The Son of the Octopus was struggling frantically, and its tentacles opened one "plane door" after another, forcibly pulling in reinforcements from its own world.

But obviously, this is not a crushing foreign invasion war, but a life-and-death battle between equal opponents that has accumulated for more than half a century.

These scattered reinforcements were forcibly dragged into the battlefield and became supplies for Lu Ping'an's side.

"The total amount of life points has already started to generate positive returns."

The unlucky guys were either hunted down or surrendered on the spot. Lu Ping'an was also easy to deal with. He just had to bring over the head of an Octopus clan member of the same level as himself.

With the constant civil unrest, desertion is not realistic and one will either die in battle or defect in the end.

The son of the evil god was even more angry about the deserters, but he could do nothing about it.

"This behavior of randomly pulling people in proves that it is panicking."

"That's it? God above all gods?"

"He is just the weakest of the gods, a clone of the gods. He is also low-intelligence and lacks the proper tactics and followers. We have been preparing for him for so many years."

The success of the war surprised the decision makers. Of course, this success refers to the fact that the two sides had been fighting intensively for more than half a year.

This is the war between top-level existences. When both sides are so huge that they transcend the world, then destroying each other is equivalent to destroying the entire world. It is destined to be a long and painful war of attrition.

However, without the appearance of another son of the evil god, without the organized main force of the octopus, and without the forced interference of the main body of the octopus, this is already the best result among all calculations.

"If possible, I hope this war can last forever. The benefits are too high."

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The life essence of the Octopus Son, which had accumulated over countless years, became the nutrient for Lu Ping'an's forces.

The hunting field continuously harvests life points for mortal warriors. When they become wealthy, they immediately go to the courtyard to consume, making themselves stronger and making the next hunting smoother.

The "man-eating ant colony" is using the flesh of the "elephant" to nourish its own colony and then eat more.

Finally, on a sunny morning, everyone subconsciously looked up.

Son of the Octopus, walking the end.

The elephant finally couldn't bear the constant eating of its flesh and blood, and it fell down.

Its flesh and blood scattered, and its life came to an end. The last essence of its flesh and blood gradually turned into an out-of-control alien creature.

“Ahhhh!”

The same beast roar sounded again on the battlefield.

This time, the entire multiverse was shaken, but the source was not the battlefield.

"Octopus."

This time, the one who was furious was the octopus itself.

However, it obviously couldn't come. The information Lu Ping'an obtained was that the octopus was enjoying being hunted by the god above all the gods of its kind.

Of course, it is not only humans who are eyeing this stupid but surprisingly powerful "fat piece of meat".

In the multiverse, the moment you show signs of weakness, the original "neutral parties" and "friends" will turn into vicious predators.

As the abyss of malevolence continues to rise, perhaps the “corpses of friends” will become high-quality material for a life raft.

The success of this hunt does not mean the end of the war.

"Let's start the counterattack and turn these vacant octopus worlds into territories belonging to us humans." Interests are the driving force behind war.