It turns out that there is no God of Destruction!

Hualala.

The God of Destruction was hidden in the void. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and he looked at her calmly without joy or sorrow.

It was as if he was an ancient mural in a different two-dimensional space and time. He was set on the wallpaper of the vicissitudes of time, giving people an unnatural sense of reality.

"This ... This!"

Naissera's mind went blank.

She didn't know what to do anymore. She couldn't even speak.

It wasn't as if she hadn't had any fortuitous encounters, entered unimaginable ancient mystic realms, and seen all kinds of incredible and colorful historical sites.

But the scene in front of him, the so-called fortuitous encounter, and the level he had come into contact with, had completely exceeded the scope of fortuitous encounters!

Whoosh-

A faint ripple suddenly appeared around the God of Destruction, and naissera's figure disappeared.