Gris felt his body moving quickly, dragging towards the distant and unknown depths. The huge tentacles were tightly wrapped around him, leaving him without any room for struggle, but not tight.

The power of this huge tentacle is not something Gris can resist. If he really wants his life, he can tighten it with force and crush it to pieces.

The teleportation reel that was activated had exploded, but Gris was wrapped in solidity with the reel. The fluctuations caused by the bursting teleportation reel were offset by a light from the surface of the tentacles and could not be transmitted at all.

What should I do? Gris's thoughts are turning, and the soul's heart is beating at an unprecedented speed. This tentacle has the breath of Patterson, but it is tens of millions of times stronger. It is obviously Patterson's body. If Gris is dragged to the plane where the other party is, he may not die even if he wants to die. It is difficult for others to survive, and it is difficult for others to survive.

At the critical moment, Gris also broke out and instantly thought of a way for him. Now only by borrowing the power of the God of War Spirit can one break free from this tentacle.

As his soul sinks, he quickly enters a state of meditation. He was originally dragged into the dark nothingness by his tentacles and could not see anything, but when he entered the state of meditation, the tentacles dragged him to the place where he flew, countless tiny lights lit up, flashing like a meteor.

However, Gris could no longer see these dazzling scenes. His mind was directly combined with the huge point that he sensed during his meditation state - the Spirit of the God of War.

Gris has always dared not touch this powerful God of War Spirit head-on. A little closer contact before, the huge power gathered from the other party almost burst out. The power of the God of War Spirit is not something Gris can bear now.

In order to avoid being able to die after he was exposed, Gris dared to stop at once. With such cautious contact, the huge power gathered by the Spirit of the God of War could easily replenish the soul energy consumed by Gris. Since then, he has never lacked soul energy.

This is the most powerful force Gris can mobilize. He may not be able to withstand, and this tentacle may not be able to withstand it.

Very quickly, Gris contacted the Spirit of the God of War, and the connection between them was extremely clear. In the past, the Spirit of the God of War seemed to be separated by a very long distance, but now, the huge Spirit of the God of War is like being around, and every wave of power is clearly transmitted to Gris.

Suddenly, Gris had a kind of enlightenment in his heart. Obviously, it was because of the absence of the isolation of the plane barrier that his connection with the God of War Spirit was so clear. Does this mean that the God of War Spirit was also in the endless and nothingness behind the plane barrier?

Because there is no isolation, the changes of the God of War Spirit can be more clearly sensed, and Gris can see clearly what he had not seen before. The God of War Spirit is fluctuating regularly, neither being too slow, not being too anxious or eliminating, and will not change at all for changes in the outside world.

Gris is so familiar with this change in the law. Generally, only those creatures without self-consciousness will change in the law. Any creature with self-consciousness will change with the changes in its thoughts.

The Spirit of the God of War is, as Gris had imagined before, a collection of unconscious minds, more like a hub connecting all creatures that believe in it.

Gris couldn't help but wonder, if he could replace his thoughts with his mind, would this demigod spirit become a part of himself? Or would he enlighten it with wisdom, so that he could only listen to his own words? Gris often did things like wisdom enlightenment and was familiar with it.

I have to say that Gris' nerves are really very big. At this urgent moment, there is still time to think about these things in a mess. Realizing that now is not the time to think about this, Gris immediately bets on the spirit of the God of War and guides the power of the spirit of the God of War to surge into himself. In an instant, the surging power overflowed from Gris' body, stimulating a light as solid as the fighting spirit in his body.

A flash of light burst out in the dark endless void space, like the flicker of stars, conspicuous, but it cannot reflect the dark depths.

Gris was almost burst by the violent force, and the magic armor crackled and the sound of explosion sounded, and Truth's screams resounded through his soul.

To endured this severe pain in his soul, Gris guided all his strength and poured into the tentacles entangled around him.

Just like the thunder flashing through the sky, the violent light of light flashed.

The huge tentacle twitched suddenly, and there were no cracks on the surface. Clusters of blood mist sprayed open, and at the same time, Gris was released like an electric shock, and suddenly shrank into the darkness.

Gris's body was rolling in the void, but he had no time to care about this. He was trying his best to calm the pain that broke the soul. Who said that the undead creature would not hurt, and hurting the soul would definitely hurt to death.

Bang, an object passing by at high speed hit Gris's body, "Ah...!" The object screamed, hugging Gris and rolled, and finally, as if it was hit by something, both of them disappeared from the darkness.

The Tieling Tribe, the 50,000 dwarves gathered from the Tieling Tribe, outside the valley of the neat array of 50,000 dwarves summoned by the God of War. It is said to be neat, but in fact, it is far from the human team. However, there is no human comparison on the scene. In the eyes of the dwarves, they are still very satisfied. This is much better than their previous level.

Obviously, during the days when we were with humans to resist the monsters in the abyss, most dwarves still learned a lot.

This is the last elite lineup that the dwarf tribe can produce, and it is also their last power. The hundreds of thousands of dwarf tribes, almost all the remaining young and strong people are here.

Most of the dwarf tribes who heard the horn of the God of War came actually came with a sense of dying. For the sake of thousands of years of faith, all the ones that could be dedicated in the end were here. Who knew that after arriving here, they found that there was no battle and felt that the elders of the tribes who were deceived almost demolished the new Tieling tribe.

The newly appointed acting elder Musadin? The bronze ball cannot suppress those old guys at all. Fortunately, the Titan Dwarf Sky can confirm one thing.

"I use my beard to ensure that the statue of the God of War does emit a brilliant halo, and the God of War has not abandoned us. If you don't believe me, come and decide with me!" Tianqiong waved his huge war hammer, and his four-meter-high body roared there.
Chapter completed!