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Chapter 1856

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"Indeed, it's the dimensional gap's laws. Hmph!"

The Divine Ancestor of No Beginning let out a cold snort, and the edges of his body began to twist and distort, as if a mosaic was being adjusted. Gradually, the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning transformed back into his giant face, glaring at the old man with the white beard with an angry expression.

Ta ta ta ta ta ta!

In the blink of an eye, the Sacred Ancestor of No Beginning was riddled with holes under the flaming serpents of the old man's Gatling gun.

Then, the white-bearded evil grandpa opened his mouth wide, and after pulling the ring of the two grenades with his white teeth, he flung his thick arms and threw the grenades over.

Boom! Boom!

The explosion was imbued with the laws of imagination in the dimensional gap. Strings were pulled apart from the center of the explosion, as if an elemental creature had opened its petal-like mouth, revealing its scarlet mouth and hideous teeth. The will of No Beginning's Dark Saint Ancestor was also torn apart by the shockwave of the explosion.

"Gagagagaga, Grandpa, we agreed to kill him slowly. Why did you finish him off so quickly?"

Little Eight took advantage of the situation and called out to the evil grandpa in the dimensional gap.

"Hahahahaha, a real man does not boast about his past achievements! I don't know how many of these kind and compassionate people I've killed to feed my grandchildren. Don't worry, these kind and compassionate people have very tough skin and flesh. They need to be chopped repeatedly to become stuffing. They won't die! "

Sure enough, the Sacred Ancestor of No Beginning had completely recovered after the two zipper petals unfurled, and the fury in his eyes was undisguised as if he were going to devour the old man alive.

"Roar!"

With a roar and a "boom", an earth-shattering explosion caused a dazzling light to blossom.

In the face of such an attack, even a ruler like Grimm, who stood at the pinnacle of the Endless Worlds, would have to be extremely cautious, let alone a normal World Lord. However, this old man had somersaulted backward in an exaggerated manner, seemingly triggering some sort of spacetime law to evade the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning's attack with incredible ease.

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Swoosh …

Under the barrage of shockwaves, the white-bearded old man rolled on the ground. It was as if the Sacred Ancestor of No Beginning's attack had been premeditated, and the white-bearded old man was able to dodge through the gaps between them.

With a "pa" sound, the flip-top lighter cleanly lit up the thick cigar. He took a deep breath, and two columns of smoke came out of his nostrils. The Gatling gun in the white-bearded grandpa's hands started firing again with "ta ta ta ta" sounds.

How was this an old grandpa? He was clearly a man who was not old at all!

"Wow, old grandpa, you're exaggerating, aren't you?"

Little Eight was stunned. She didn't expect this old fellow she had been searching for in the Dimensional Esophagus Path for so long to be so powerful. His abilities were truly astonishing.

"Hmph!"

The Sacred Ancestor of No Beginning harrumphed coldly upon seeing that his two attacks had been ineffective and had instead inflicted new injuries upon himself, and he let loose a cold harrumph. A streak of the laws of darkness locked onto the white-bearded old man, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly split open, revealing a massive black mouth that was about to devour him.

A scene that left everyone dumbfounded appeared!

The white-bearded old man seemed to possess the ability to nullify lethal injuries, and he disappeared in a flash. In the next instant, he reappeared in another direction, looking as if he were on the brink of death. He was coughing incessantly, and there was even a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth!

"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa …"

Right at this moment, an inky-black rift split open above the white-bearded old man's head, and tens of thousands of Calabash Brothers rolled around, somersaulted, and hopped over. All of them wore extremely anxious expressions as they looked at the heavily wounded old man with teary eyes. There seemed to be no end to the number of Calabash Brothers pouring out of the rift.

"Ahem ahem ahem, children, Grandpa was injured because of that kind scorpion spirit. You have to remember to fight kindness to the end and never compromise with kindness, understand?"

As the white-bearded evil grandpa spoke, his eyes were filled with reluctance as he glanced at the powerful and capable Calabash Brothers. His eyes were filled with kindness as he said, "Back when I was young, I was much simpler than I am now. At that time, I was filled with passion and passion! After so many years of fighting and killing, Grandpa has also become old. Sigh, when I get old, my kidneys can't take it anymore. Recently, I've also become uncomfortable when I pee. Thinking back to the days when I was full of heroism, I could pee against the wind for ten feet, but now I've been possessed, and I can only pee with the wind and wet my shoes. Grandpa is tired, and it's time for me to rest. "

"Sob sob sob, Grandpa, we don't want you to go!"

"Grandpa, we just caught a pangolin for you to nourish your kidneys. Grandpa, you'll be fine soon!"

The Calabash Brothers said sadly.

"How many times have I told you, pangolin is a national first-class protected animal. If you capture it without permission, you will have to bear legal responsibility. You're still young, and you must love your country and abide by the law. If you don't listen, tell Grandpa next time, and Grandpa will catch it himself! Grandpa has been relying on exercising to nourish his kidneys recently, and that's why I'm tired. I want to rest. Leave, my ass! Why are you crying! "

The Calabash Brothers had pitiful looks on their faces.

If these Calabash Brothers were used to deal with creatures below the Ruler Realm, they would naturally be invincible as a dimensional gap phenomenon. However, if they were to deal with creatures above the Ruler Realm, they would be powerless to resist with their omnipotent souls.

"Little Eight, call for help!"

The white-bearded evil grandpa, who was coughing non-stop, called out. Little Eight, who had been waiting for a long time, was extremely excited. She couldn't wait to shake the purple gourd in her hand and shouted, "Grandpa Gold, Grandpa Silver, you can't compare to our old grandpa. Grandpa Jin, Grandpa Silver, you can't compare to our old grandpa!"

Kacha! Kacha!

Two space-time cracks appeared.

Old grandpa had appeared!

On the other side.

On the continent of bones, Ice Age Millie was affected by the dimensional gap's rules and turned into a butterfly girl. She looked delicate and pitiful, but Grimm and Anton Seymour were not affected.

"Teacher, the rules of imagination in these dimensional gaps are really strange. They are unfathomable and unreasonable. I don't know how Little Eight lives in such an absurd world."

Grimm said in a low voice, "Actually, it's not really unfathomable. I've discovered one thing. If these so-called chaotic thoughts can be reversed, it should be a very beautiful picture, isn't it?"

After a pause, Grimm continued, "As for Little Eight, it has experienced far longer than me. But compared to when I was a sorcerer-apprentice, I don't know what kind of earth-shattering changes I've gone through, but it still hasn't changed at all. It's precisely because of this that it can maintain its consciousness in such a strange world. Otherwise, it would have long become a part of the endless imagination, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and unable to return to the real world."

"Teacher, instead of saying that Little Eight Rainbow Nevis is maintaining its nature, in my opinion, perhaps it should be said that it refuses to grow. Deep in its subconscious, it must have been traumatized by some experience."

Anton Seymour's words stunned Grimm. This disciple of his had an unusual way of thinking!

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