Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 736: Chapter 585: Eleventh-Tier Deep Sea God Form

Gurgle.

A swath of snow-white foam cleaved apart.

A brand new world swiftly unfolded beneath the sea.

"Good timing!"

"Watch how I shatter the world you’ve opened!"

Magaras laughed maniacally, chaotic blood flowing through his veins like a mighty river, expelled in one breath.

Boom!

This high-pressure Chaos Water Cannon, once hitting the newly opened world by God, would obliterate it instantly.

His base strength was below that of Ocean Creator Ninola, but as God of Time, his wisdom, abilities, and every aspect far surpassed the newly wise Sea Beast.

With the support of combat skills, his power was terrifying.

"Chaos Water Cannon!"

A mouthful of saltwater, directly blasted apart the world opened by God.

"Your moves are useless."

Magaras said: "Under chaos, you cannot awaken the wisdom of chaos and transform into an army of fairies!"

"My attacks, you can only withstand head-on, especially in the Ocean of Chaos, which benefits me greatly."

"I am a fish... how can you fight me when you cannot breathe underwater?"

When the commotion subsided and peace returned to the world, Magaras saw that God had vanished.

Vanished?

Where did he go?

Magaras’ expression became sharp, his thoughts rapidly shifting.

Beneath the Ocean of Chaos, not only can God not reverse his power with wisdom, but Magaras also cannot restart time to fight.

As gods, they each have only one chance to win!

Gurgle—

In the blink of an eye, Magaras transformed into a sea serpent, plummeting to the terrifying depth of ten thousand meters.

He still couldn’t see God, suddenly gaining a realization:

"He must have hidden inside me during that move! As I dive my divine consciousness internally, I’ll root out this parasitic creature within!"

With this thought, his mind plunged inward.

Internally, in the torrents of chaotic blood vessels, myriad parallel spaces coagulated into blood cells, transporting "Heaven Opening Oxygen."

These blood cells contained extremely high energy.

Within this intricate biological circulatory system, a silhouette sailed in a Divine Object vessel across the Chaos Lake.

Along the way, God tore open Divine Objects with his hands, used theft, dismantled structures, rupturing blood vessels.

"Trying to defeat me from the inside?"

Magaras realized this was an ingenious method; hidden inside himself, God didn’t need to withstand the enormous external chaos pressure.

He could also internally disrupt its structure!

"But how could such a wish be granted!"

"I’ll make you understand that infiltrating inside me is your own demise." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

As Magaras’s thoughts surged, Divine Objects pressed around God’s perimeter, seemingly forming a cage to entrap him.

God’s eyes flashed as he shouted.

These Divine Object entities bizarrely gained wisdom, cried out to God, then transformed into his fairy army.

Clearly, not every part inside was chaotic blood... in places ungauged by blood, God could still wield Wisdom Divine Power, awakening Divine Objects as fairies.

Divine Object entities within Magaras were being infected by God’s virus, mutinying, transforming into a cancer cell army, invading his body.

"Awakening my Divine Objects as fairies? Then behold this move!"

Magaras sneered, "Under chaos, the fairies spawned by your Wisdom Divine Power will be eradicated."

In an instant, his chaotic blood vessels transformed into tracks for acceleration cannons, each blood vessel a barrel aimed from all directions at God’s position.

His heart as the trigger began to beat.

Boom!

Boom boom!

Powerful heartbeats propelled blood vessels, countless blood transformed into cannonballs, firing towards God.

For a moment, hundreds, thousands of super-speed water cannons blasted forth.

God... found nowhere to hide.

"My insides are your prison." Magaras sneered: "Now, how can you escape?"

In the next instant.

Numerous eleventh-stage Chaos Attacks indeed obliterated God momentarily.

Yet a bizarre scene unfolded.

Gold coins fell.

Clink clink clink!

Amidst the leaps of countless coins, God reemerged.

Magaras’ expression shifted, "God of Merchants’ resurrection coins? God harnesses this power too?"

Furious thoughts cascaded:

"Unless with complete chaos, kill him wholly.... Otherwise, with time coins he can repeatedly restore his injuries... But in the depths, my power is limitless, let’s see how much resurrection wealth you have."

Magaras realized, at this stage, myriad fanciful divine powers beneath the Sea of Chaos proved largely ineffectual.

What they’re wagering.

Was nothing but pure numbers, measuring who could outlast whom.

But, how could the opponent possibly exhaust him?

"Then bring it on!" Magaras felt his powers were boundless in the sea depths.

His power originated from his blood.

And his blood was chaos, chaos spread throughout the entire ocean.

It could be said that beneath his feet lay a sea of blood.

As the Lord of the Blood Sea, he was almost a super perpetual motion machine, with no one able to sustain a long battle with him.

Next, Magaras transformed to the eleventh tier, and began a frantic shootout with God inside his body.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

His heart was the trigger, madly firing bullets through his veins.

Both sides fought more fiercely.

Magaras followed the water pressure and kept diving deeper.

Fifty thousand meters, one hundred thousand meters!

As the water pressure grew higher, he felt as if he were a fish returning to the ocean’s embrace, only feeling stronger and warmer.

One million meters.

Ten million meters.

His speed kept increasing.

And as the water pressure rose, his blood concentration began to rise too, high-pressure, high-concentration blood cannons relentlessly bombarding God’s body.

God, not easy to kill!

It seems to completely wear him down, more time is needed.

Just like in the past when trying to kill me, the God of Time, he could only suppress me to kill repeatedly, exhausting my power.

"The power Magaras received is truly unbelievable."

In the continuous rebounds, God, although knowledgeable and wise, also sensed the boundless potential contained in Magaras’ body.

This is fundamentally a structure of two types of life’s forms.

To normal powerhouses, chaos, touching it meant death.

But to eternal Divine Objects, chaos couldn’t erode them; instead, chaos turned into their blood vessels.

Thinking about it, God struck a blow, his entire being exploded with layers of terrifying power, muttering:

"Then let’s play something special..."

In the next moment, God transformed again.

His form twisted continuously, nine series of Divine Objects beginning to revolve around him.

These nine series of Divine Objects started mimicking the eleventh tier’s structure...

Each Divine Object, relying on, combined, turned into a super-miniature sea beast only seven hundred meters high.

"How can this be..." Magaras gritted his teeth, "How do you have nine different series of Divine Objects?"

In the next moment, something even more absurd to Magaras occurred.

He saw God’s nine series of Divine Objects converge into a small animal body, beginning to introduce tiny chaos blood vessels, each blood vessel started to build into meridians... chaos began to be filled in.

Yes.

The Divine Object’s blood vessels and body, not eroded by chaos, were introducing chaotic blood.

The super-miniature sea beast only seven hundred meters high before him could be said to be a super-microverse of an alternative incomplete eleventh tier.

Imitating... eleventh tier!

This is precisely what God used his astonishing wisdom on, after walking back and forth in the chaos sea beast, experiencing the internal structure, gaining insight, resulting in a defying accomplishment.

Magaras secretly thought something was wrong: "He entered my body, probably to observe my structure at the opportunity... instead of intending to break me from inside."

But now, it’s too late.

Under the endless machine gun fire of blood vessels, a large string of bubbles erupted from God’s body, blood vessels, bones, meridians, under God’s exquisite manipulation, constantly imitating this giant beast to build.

"The simplest foundational version made up of the nine series of Divine Objects on my body...."

"Unlike Magaras’ hard-to-control external objects, the series of Divine Objects on my body are all internally evolved Divine Objects..."

"Though small, all are transformed from myself."

"Power is only one in tens of millions of the original version..."

"But isn’t Magaras’ power a defective version too?"

With a gentle sigh, God suddenly tore open the blood vessels of this ocean giant beast, vanishing within Magaras.

"God went out? The outside has a terrifying water pressure of 97,510,000 meters level! Only non-living flesh can withstand it; once exposed to the water..."

Magaras just thought God went out to seek death but suddenly thought of something even more terrifying.

He...

Is using the unbearable terrifying water pressure to forcibly temper his flesh of Divine Objects!

Sure enough, in Magaras’ horrified eyes, this ugly sea beast returned to the deep sea, under the terrifying water pressure, was squeezed to emit countless white dense bubbles.

Countless gaps were filled, and the enormous rough form was compressed finely!

Each Divine Object was like large molecules with gaps compressed density, under the frenzied pressure of the water, changing shape significantly.

Five hundred meters, three hundred meters, one hundred meters...

Frantically shrinking, finally stopping at thirteen meters in height.

In a specific ocean pressure environment, a particular deep-sea life emerged that only appeared here.

Even in the deep-sea terror environment, God’s form continued to twist, merge, deform... becoming smoother, moving away from the savage brutal sea beast shape, gradually taking on an entirely new perfect human form.

An imposing, handsome male form emerged in the terrifying deep sea.

His mouth and nose gently exhaled small white foam, as if breathing; in those bubbles were world after world unfolding, with flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, birds, beasts, plow and fire...

Breathing between, evolving a million worlds.

Beautiful transparent seven-color bubbles kept floating upward.

Here, he didn’t need oxygen to breathe, ignoring water pressure....

"The eleventh tier Ocean Creator’s God form..."

God feeling his body’s terrifying and amazing strength, his gaze finally returned to Magaras across him.