The real world.

Santa Monica had no idea what was happening, but in her eyes, of course, a miracle had happened.

The proof is that his own data has become the command of [LV1, the god of the outer realm] is still floating in the sky and glowing.

The dying Ning Lu and the crazy boy both disappeared, and in their place there was an extra ...... in the air The strange object that was supposed to be the throne, suspended directly below Si Ming, was also glowing.

Santa Monica felt that Nimrod and the boy were in that throne for no reason, as for what happened...... I don't know.

Pray when you don't know.

She reverently recited the ancient prayer for God's mercy and mercy.

In fact, two people are indeed in the throne.

The city built with the divine power of the overdrawn command is the embodiment of the concept of "hero's battlefield".

The battle is going on at this point.

The tornado, which was still raging a second ago, came to an abrupt end with a fierce metal impact, and the huge tomahawk was also violently flicked into the distance.

Boom –

Even with the remnants of power, the power of the tomahawk's fall was still terrifying, and the soldiers all over the ground were very unlucky, obviously it was not their turn to die, but the tomahawk that fell from the sky smashed hundreds of people very simply.

These people are not really human beings, and even if they die, they are equivalent to phantoms, and the purpose is to set off the cruelty of the battlefield.

The young man's weapons had been replaced with two halberds, the fierce light in his eyes was still the same, but his breathing had obviously become a lot heavier, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Even it is capable of bleeding.

As for the weapon just now, it had already been broken in the tornado.

"Uh-huh...... Hahaha...... Hahaha, what a pleasure! That's the way it works! ”

The boy had obviously suffered a heavy blow, but at this time, his fighting spirit burned to a higher level.

Because I saw the possibility of death.

When a man is killed, he dies.

It is possible to die, so it is happy.

Perfect loop, very reasonable.

A faint glow appeared on the surface of his body, quickly repairing the internal injuries he had suffered from the fight against the axe.

After Ning Lu threw an axe, he didn't continue the pursuit, and he didn't have the hatred associated with the boy in his heart.

After all, everyone is a berserker, although the recent berserkers know more and more how to speak, but it is better to save some face for this profession, as a berserker, please don't be so sensible, what's the use of that kind of brain?

Therefore, Ning Lu has always been very serious about fighting wits and courage with the swarming and infinite number of miscellaneous soldiers...... Well, there's no wit component, and it's impossible for the miscellaneous soldiers who are already in the background to cause damage, so they are slashed and killed in large numbers in waves, with no experience points and no money drops.

Because he was simply ignored by Ning Lu, the boy's anger continued to rise rapidly for no reason.

Instead of seeing Ning Lu's face as if he wasn't thinking about anything, he wanted to see the chilling murderous aura, and he wanted to see the cruelty that was as cold as ice.

"Why don't you chase it! Why didn't you chase after you just now, ahhhh Crazy attack me! Tear me apart! ”

In the eyes of the young man, Ning Lu's originally normal way of coping with him had turned into a fool and insult to him, which was an unforgivable thing.

Fight.

Kill an enemy, or be killed by an enemy, nothing else.

The young man's furious roar made his face contort into that of a beast, and he clutched the halberd as he ran towards Ninglu again.

This time he blended in with the charging army, and did not fly through the air like last time, not because he thought of some strategy, in a state of madness. The actions he will be able to take are highly uncertain and can produce a wide variety of variables.

Ning Lu immediately discovered the young man who released a strong murderous aura, roared-for-tat, and immediately ignored the miscellaneous soldiers around him, and directly stepped into the sea of miscellaneous soldiers, and strode to charge.

At this foot, there are I don't know how many miscellaneous soldiers directly hit the mosaic.

"Hahahaha! Look at the moves! Egret - Burst Round Dance! ”

The boy shouted angrily, and the halberds in both hands began to rotate wildly in a positive and negative direction, however, the tornado-like air flow that should have appeared immediately did not appear, but two rings of regular shape appeared.

The surrounding qi seems to be concentrated in the rotating aura, forming a restrained momentum, and in the introverted, there is a possibility of some kind of danger.

At the same time, as it rotated, a strange whining sound sounded in the two rings of light in the opposite direction, like the high-pitched chirping of some kind of bird, each sharper than the other.

Ning Lu, who was running wildly, also happened to kill him, and he couldn't help but say that it was a blow to him.

The aura of the young man's hands broke away from the rotation and attacked Ning Lu first.

The two auras didn't seem to be particularly powerful, except for the constant howling.

Ning Lu's attitude towards this kind of thing that suddenly appeared was very simple, that is, stubbornness.

The tomahawk slashed directly at the halo, like hitting a mosquito with a fly swatter.

The dazzling flames suddenly burst out with a terrifying explosion, engulfing Ning Lu's unprotected upper body in an instant.

It was a super explosion that turned a hundred miles of fertile soil into a red ground, and the fire light was almost transmitted to the distant universe at that moment, and it was still spreading.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee died all of a sudden! Not happy, not happy! Give me life! Hear me! Come alive! ”

The young man's smiling face was suddenly completely eroded by grief, and in his eyes, Ning Lu had not yet been swallowed by the flames, as if he was still standing there, majestically waiting for his challenge.

So he excitedly rushed towards the illusion that didn't actually exist.

A dull light flashed and fell from the sky.

As if cutting through the current space, a wide crack was split in the center of the firelight from the remnants of the explosion.

Ning Lu's majestic face, like that of a Hercules, appeared in the cracks, and his face was expressionless.

The boy subconsciously stretched out his halberd to block, however, the moment he made contact with the light, the halberd shattered.

Will it be able to withstand this groundbreaking blow?

The answer is – no.

It seemed that he had just been swept lightly, but his body flew up involuntarily.

After a brief pause that seemed extremely long, a half-arc of blood suddenly flashed from the boy's chest.

His body, partially torn from the shoulder, the wound extended to the waist.

"This pleasure ...... Supreme pleasure...... It is...... Failures and ...... Dead...... Felt ......"

The young man's face had a childlike innocent smile, and the distorted, murderous, longing, and wild laughter of the past all disappeared without a trace, and the light of his pupils quickly turned gray.

"Roar—"

Ning Lu clenched the battle axe in both hands, tensed the muscles of his whole body, and turned his back to the sky, letting out a roar of victory.

The burning world began to crumble.