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Chapter 1139 Breaking the Trap

The moment the Lord of Time and Space descended, Zhou Ning simply raised his head silently in the face of the massive amount of time fragments swarming towards him, the ubiquitous death and misfortune, and the meteor shower that was rapidly falling towards him and connected to the power of divinity and disaster. As the hour, minute, and second hands in his pupils rotated silently, all these things that were not of the same level were frozen in time.

Even the boiling golden river of time beneath his feet was frozen in the moment of turbulence. Anything within the realm of time was the domain of the master of time and space.

In this frozen river of time, only Guarani, who possesses partial authority over time, and the blue-black giant in a white robe not far away still retain consciousness and the ability to move, but their thoughts and movements are somewhat stagnant.

Although the former's expression was surprised, it did not change much. The latter did not stop and rushed towards Zhou Ning. A miniature, blazing sun appeared in his clenched palms, shining with countless spots of light.

He used His instinctive creative authority to create a miniature sun!

Zhou Ning ignored the other party and did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at Guarani calmly:

"You are quite capable, but you are not qualified to hinder me. You look a bit like a friend of mine (George Bernard Shaw). I can give you a chance to surrender."

"You..." This was undoubtedly a naked provocation and humiliation to a powerful righteous god. For the first time, Guarani's calm and peaceful face revealed astonishment and anger. But what made him even more unacceptable was that he couldn't even sense the other party's true strength. This reminded him of the previous divine descent.

A moment later, He expressed His answer with His actions. He raised the staff in His hand, and mysterious golden symbols representing knowledge appeared in the sky one after another. They pieced together, filled with the aura of madness, depravity, ominousness, disaster, and destruction. In an instant, they formed twenty-two kinds of magic that were as powerful as forbidden spells, and the frozen time began to flow again.

Zhou Ning pulled up a slightly sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, and with a casual grab, he grabbed a half-naked upper body from the timeline, wearing a crown woven with olive branches on his head, holding a scepter inlaid with various metals in his right hand, with an eagle resting on the top of the scepter.

Zeus, the king of gods and king of Olympus in Greek mythology, is symbolized by thunder, Aegis, eagle, bull, lion, oak tree, throne, and mountain.

At the same time, beams of light wrapped in gray-blue flames, like the afterglow of doom, fell from the sky. They were highly directional and destructive, and hit Zhou Ning like a violent storm.

This was a forbidden spell from Guarani, but at this moment, Zeus also majestically raised his scepter.

In an instant, myriad thunder roared! Unstoppable and unstoppable.

Zhou Ning didn't stop and stretched out his hand again. This time, what was cut out in the long river of time was another powerful magician, whose appearance was made up of pure mysterious energy and wearing black armor.

Strong enough to disintegrate the Eternal Entity and defeat the Hulk without lifting a finger, turning him into crystal. Dormammu, the ruler of the Dark Dimension.

At this time, in Zhou Ning's inventory, seeing this scene of gods fighting, lines of text jumped out tremblingly on the pages of the small broken book:

"It's undeniable that my first master was indeed wise and powerful. Omniscience and omnipotence weren't just adjectives for Him, but rather attributes. But He seemed to have made the same mistake as I did before: He was too arrogant and underestimated my current master, Wayne Stewell. Ever since he was just an ordinary transcendent, his uncertainty and extraordinary abilities had caused me, at the height of my fame and with my loyal slave, Karl Robbins, considerable anxiety."

"And during the time I served him, no matter what difficulties I encountered, he seemed to have a way to resolve them—even when encountering an Elven Goddess of quasi-Old Ones level. Later, I gradually understood that his extraordinary abilities didn't come from divine incarnation, but from countless alter egos. I've seen the one who appeared now before. He can control time and space to a certain extent and has even reversed time. His strength is incalculable."

"Faced with a Wayne Stewell like this, it's logical that the 'Shroud of the Creator God,' which can block time and space, can't prevent his arrival. Furthermore, strictly speaking, he is indeed the Wayne Stewell of this timeline, so there's no problem with his participation in this deification ceremony."

"The moment this powerful being descended, my powerful master's probability of becoming a god reached 88.5%."

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At the same time, Alfred continued to make evil wishes in his own way, trying to influence Zhou Ning's battle; Gleipnir continued to create high-intensity disasters, causing all kinds of strange disasters to reappear here.

Even if they were controlled by Guarani's thoughts, when facing Zhou Ning at this moment, perhaps no one would believe that the two powerful subordinate gods had tried their best and were not even qualified to hurt each other.

The blue-black giant, who was suspected to be the body of the God of Creation, had also rushed to a place not far from Zhou Ning. His fist, which was holding a miniature sun, emitted circles of golden light. He used the sun in his hand as a boxing glove, and blasted towards Zhou Ning in front of him with golden light and heat that could burn everything in an instant!

This was the best attack method he could think of based solely on instinct. This was a powerful attack method that no one could imagine!

At this moment, the air around him seemed to be burnt. Zhou Ning then silently raised his head and looked directly at the blue-gray giant in front of him for the first time, and at the fragments of time that were swarming towards him.

The next second, because of a glance, those strange fragments of time seemed to be crushed by a pair of invisible hands, all shattered together, fell back into the golden river of time, and then began to reorganize, turning into new fragments of time, and then turned around and rushed towards Guarani, Alfred and Gleipnir.

In these time fragments, Zhou Ning saw Captain Sidney who died in 1448, and the Pirate King Zhou Ning and Blind Morton who came to this island in 134. As fragments of time, they only had the instinct to attack and did not have enough mental capacity.

It seems that anyone who has been to this island has been recorded in time.

But Zhou Ning did not stop. He looked up at the fist and the scorching sun that were falling towards him, clenched his fist without hesitation, turned sideways, and threw a serious punch with his right foot as the axis.

Bang!

This is a full-strength attack from the Lord of Time and Space.

At this time, the body of the God of Creation was about 20 meters tall, with a clear contrast in size. The two fists collided with each other, the sun broke, the surroundings first darkened, and then burst into dazzling spots of light. The blue-black giant let out a shrill howl, and six pairs of huge golden wings on his body emerged and dissipated. However, the surging fist wind continued, and hundreds of punches were blasted out in this instant.

Blast out, retract, blast out, retract, blast out!

"Kacha!"

Starting from the blue-black arms, the body of the God of Creation in front of him began to crack inch by inch, crumbling into flesh and blood, and then turned into countless light spots representing time and dissipated in the air.

Sure enough, this is also a nearly real fragment of time that was materialized from the timeline... Zhou Ning thought silently.