To Liu Jun, isn't this also a good thing?

Without lifting a finger, he conquered the map of the Tenth Universe Trial.

He even tricked these frontline monsters into pioneering the new Eleventh Map, making them the cannon fodder vanguard!

This wave can be said to be a win-win situation.

He freeloaded on the opponent's Celestial Will characteristic, and they still have to work for him, charging forward relentlessly...

Liu Jun sighed inwardly:

'So, fighting isn't just about killing, isn't this more profitable than killing them?'

However.

According to the history Liu Jun had read earlier.

In history, they defeated Magaras and gained a reserve of some Divine Power, then defeated the boss of the Tenth Trial.

Then they ascended dimensionally, defeated the boss of the Eleventh Trial.

They continued to advance, but eventually lost to the boss of the Twelfth Trial.

So.

There was basically nothing unexpected in the Eleventh Trial.

As for the monsters of the Twelfth Trial, how strong and terrifying were they?

It's unclear.

In any case, neither Liu Jun nor Magaras was afraid.

If they couldn't win, they could at least run!

Since they wanted to play this kind of stealthy tactic, he naturally wouldn't stop them!

Liu Jun's gaze returned to Magaras, "This guy is a bit annoying, indeed a bit troublesome to deal with."

Frankly, even Liu Jun couldn't find a way to restrain him for a while!

The opponent's energy supply was infinite, and if they really started fighting, it would be hard to determine a winner.

The most critical thing was.

Neither of them could easily use Chaos.

Otherwise, whoever used nuclear weapons first, things would probably spiral out of control, and the winner would only be left with a ravaged world.

Apprehension.

All apprehension.

They couldn't let loose.

Hearing Magaras beside him casually say, "Based on my guess, our battle will end in a stalemate."

He was surrounded by layers of Divine Light, his gaze as deep as an abyssal sea,

"I'm too hard to kill, harder to kill than you, God."

"Your attack power is much stronger than mine, but your defensive power is not as strong as mine."

"All your attacks become ineffective after the second attempt."

He was expressionless, "And what use is it for you to take the Divine Power that I spill? It's just a weakened version of another me, only becoming tougher."

In Magaras's mind, he already knew the outcome when he came to fight.

His combination of Divine Powers made him too tough to kill.

Being a super defense, God would also replicate his shield ability, which meant neither of them could pierce the other.

The key point was, he also had Transmission to provide sustainability!

With an indestructible shield that could keep fighting, when the two of them clashed, it was like two diamonds crashing into each other...

Magaras's expression suddenly became incomparably gentle,

"Many gods in this world grow to a certain limit, which means they are hard to kill, and it's hard to determine a winner with the opponent."

Magaras's expression was calm as he stated his analysis, "Just like the God of Merchants, who can't be easily killed by us and can only be worn down slowly."

"Even if the God of Merchants killed us, it would be very difficult."

"The God of Merchants stole my Wisdom, talent, and flair... I can trace time back to find what was lost; I can quickly evolve and grow back what was stolen... there are countless ways to counter it."

The true damage from the God of Merchants was also suppressed in the face of his Divine Power.

"Is it really so that strong gods can't be killed?" God's expression darkened.

But what Magaras said about strong gods being hard to kill was limited only to those powerful gods.

Some gods are not weak; they possess ruling capabilities of the world's foundation but lack self-preservation ability.

So, this type of god could be killed by the God of Merchants, even by Magaras, God, and others.

It's a very cruel reality.

It's like the difference between civil servants and military generals in the court.

You, as a civil servant, are indispensable, the necessary force for ruling and managing the entire dynasty, but without a self-preservation ability, it doesn't work.

"A very interesting perspective."

God smiled slightly, "So, what do you plan to do?"

Magaras also smiled, "This universe is vast and boundless, and time is unimaginably long. If we continue like this, neither of us will be able to kill the other."

"We are both existences that control one of the Cosmos Laws, eternal and indestructible, standing all through heaven and earth."

He paused, revealing a smile,

"Instead of continuing this stalemate, why don't I go and find out about the existence in the Twelfth Trial?"

"If the opponent is an unprecedented Ninth Tier, relying on their terrifying realm, unforeseeable super strength, indescribable super Ninth Tier civilization, they might have the qualifications to kill us..."

"Because the only way to kill us is absolute value, breaking all methods with a force!"

Magaras's face showed a trace of excitement:

"I want to see this Ninth Tier civilization summon an overwhelming army to kill us! I want to see, under this pressure, who runs faster!"

Liu Jun looked bewildered.

How did Magaras become so reckless, seeking thrills everywhere?

"Ultimately, it's because you're too strong, God."

Magaras said, "I need to gather all the Divine Objects and create Ragnarok, and certainly can't bypass your position."

"Rather than letting you continue to grow, it's better to take some risks and decide the winner now."

He seemed reckless, but he had no choice.

Therefore, he still came!

While God and Ma engaged in battle dialogue, on the other side, the Mother Civilization and others also found the Celestial Will boss of this universe.

A tall and mighty muscular female life form.

The battle broke out instantly.

"Who are you? Are you the ones ascending from a higher dimension? What kind of strange power do you carry?"

"Battle!"

A great battle erupted in the distance.

Liu Jun and Magaras had no intention of advancing, instead facing each other from afar.

Magaras was indeed a person of measured advance and retreat.

The most crucial aspect was that he had acquired a large number of Divine Objects, now growing to an unstoppable degree.

Revealing the transformative traits of Magaras, Liu Jun pondered on how to break through this turtle shell.

Unexpected.

Others have long attacked his turtle shell, and now I have the day to attack someone else's.

...

"Kill!"

"The opponent is isolated, and left without guards?"

"Foolish, they wouldn't know that we assassins would come. Being the strongest existence in the world, why would he venture out with escorts and an army to protect himself?"

"Ridiculous, if he had brought an army, heavily guarded, we might not have been able to take him down!"

A day later, everyone fully unleashed themselves, wrapped in various Divine Powers, and managed to initially kill this boss of the eleventh Celestial Will.

The opponent died in frustration.

Mingtushan watched with a sense of satisfaction, finally seeing a Celestial Will Race member more frustrated than himself, not bad!

Seeing the opponent's demise, Mingtushan calmly said, "Just average, only marginally stronger than I was before."

"Indeed, only about 30% stronger than you, which is already quite slow for the powerlifting of each trial level."

"Their civilization seems stagnant, but he's vaguely formed a breakthrough prototype of the Ninth Tier." Galina analyzed.

"So, in the next twelfth trial, we'll face the ultimate existence, a Ninth Tier?" Moxia casually remarked.

"Yes, the Ninth Tier as the final gatekeeper of the Twelve Trials, entirely expected." The silent Sakya couldn't help but speak up.

These years, they had also been studying how to perfect the Ninth Tier.

They previously had their own ideas.

Eighth Tier father died, son Tao Spirit broke through to Ninth Tier!

But although they had the idea of breaking through, they hadn't actually done it yet.

Originally, they didn't want to rush into higher trials so quickly.

But the world is unpredictable.

The others forced them here, not giving them time to perfect the Ninth Tier, nor to make a breakthrough.

"Everyone, to enter the twelfth trial, logically, we must break through to the Ninth Tier, otherwise it's too unsafe."

"Yes, but the benefits we're getting now aren't as significant as imagined, we might not even join God's battle when we return."

"Indeed, not reaching the tone, ma might be displeased."

"Who cares if he's pleased or not, have you really become his dog? Anyway, that's it, let him be displeased if he wants."

They continued to converse among themselves.

It was then that in the sky nearby, a figure of Magaras descended once more: "Continue ascending dimensions."

"Are you insane?"

The three leaders of the Mother Civilization felt a surge of unease.

"I'm not insane." Magaras said calmly, "How long will you stupidly research to break through the Ninth Tier?"

"A hundred million years, a billion years? I don't have the time to wait for you."

"You've been stuck at the Eighth Tier for too long, the only shortcut is to contact the Ninth Tier..."

"And then, refer to their existing power and make a breakthrough."

"We ascended as gods not to play house with you."

Magaras's words left everyone in a silent disbelief, struggling with fear.

They were the pride at the forefront of the Cosmos, each one a monster.

But it was precisely they, the monsters, who knew that each trial faced would be stronger monsters than them!

And now?

The battle between these two gods casually pushed them to ascend dimensions?

Such casualness, as if the existence of the Twelve Trials Universe was merely roadside weeds.

Are they truly not afraid that the mortals on the frontlines will kill them?

"Listen to me." Magaras's voice was cold and harsh, "This is the only way for you to fish in troubled waters and gain the qualification to kill us gods."

"Even if you cannot kill me and God, there are some weaker gods... like the God of Time Xu Changsheng, and those like Black Heaven."

Everyone fell into silence, unable to comprehend such madness.

But they gritted their teeth, still showing a hint of frenzy, wealth comes from danger!

These gods are so arrogant, wait for them to be beaten half to death, or both sides suffer, and we shall have our chance!

With this thought, they exchanged looks, decisively continuing to ascend dimensions.

Boom!

The Cosmos train set off again, heading for the final twelfth trial.

Boom boom boom!

A multitude of data was being updated, the Cosmic environment was changing anew.

At the end of the Twelve Trials Universe, a truly perfect cosmic environment emerged here.

In the infinite darkness, a splendid figure in slumber opened his eyes, "Are they coming up?"

He showed a trace of surprise, "How is it so soon?"

He remained silent, slowly extending a hand, gently pressing down.

The whole civilization train, slowly coming, was surprisingly held still by his one white, jade-like hand, unable to ascend further.

Everyone looked up, witnessing the terrifying scene.

A single person's hand was holding up the entire civilization train.

"Don't come any further."

At the end of the Cosmos, a cold and authoritative voice was simultaneously heard by God and Magaras:

"I don't want to see you."