Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Fall of the God-King
"Why, how could it be, neither a god nor a god-killing demon king...."The god king Mekar, who was knocked to the ground by the thunder, muttered, "War God, my perception should not be wrong, that man is just an ordinary human being, right?" ”
Opposite the god-king Mekar, the god of war, Willeslana, who was also hit by the thunder, responded, "That's right, in my perception, that man is just an ordinary human ....."
"The human body has such great power!" God-King Mekar exclaimed, "That human being, who should be the great hero of our time, will surely ascend to the supreme altar in the future, and be equal to us!" ”
Bang!!!
There was a loud bang in the sky, and ink fell from the sky!
Click, click
The whole of Sardinia was cracked at Mo Wuji's feet, but the island, which was supposed to be divided into two halves, was stubbornly fixed there without being completely separated under the suppression of Mo Wuji's feet.
Rumble!!
Around the island, the waves crash on the shore!
In the depths of the crack that split the island in half, the fire was full of fire, and it was the magma underground, which boiled and surged up under the huge force generated when he landed!
"Homogeneous with you?" Mo Wujian sneered, raised his hand, and pressed down, "A group of ants!" ”
There was a loud boom in the atmosphere, the air blurred, the islands shook, and a force invisible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air, falling from the sky and falling on the two gods of disobedience!
All of a sudden, the sky fell!
The two disobedient gods were directly blasted into the depths of Sardinia by this blow, and fell into a field of fiery magma!
"This, what a power!" Erica, who was casually thrown to the ground by Grufia, muttered, "Even the god of disobedience has no power to resist in front of him. ”
"Retreat~" Mo Wujian suddenly spoke.
Gurefia reacted immediately, grabbed Erica by the collar, and grabbed her and immediately retreated into the distance.
Mo Wujian is an earth-shattering super move, which Gurefia has seen more than once.
"The Nine Heavens Demon is falling into the red dust!" The figure of Mo Wufeng floated in the air, straight into the sky, and the blazing fire in his hand skyrocketed.
Rumble!!
The ground cracked, and the god-king Mekar, who was as large as a small mountain, roared out and smashed his fist into the sky.
Above, there is Mo Wufeng who has fallen into the sky again!
But this time, Mo Wujian who fell from the sky, but with the power of destroying the world, his right hand, the firelight has turned into a flame, with his right hand as the center of the funnel, as if, the sky turned into a curtain of flames, and was pulled down by Mo Wuji!
"O great hero of our time, accept the test of Umecal, the god-king of the Mediterranean!" Mekar roared as he looked up to the sky, his pupils reflecting the image of a flawless image rendered by a field of firelight.
Above, Mo Wujian listened to Mecal's self-introduction in his ear, and couldn't help but look at the other party's head.... A head full of white hair and white beard, hair and beard are even mixed together and it is difficult to distinguish, plus the armor that looks like a patchwork of rock and wood, full of strong muscles, it is like a Stone Age barbarian!
This is not the Mediterranean at all!
Are the current gods actually starting to talk nonsense with their eyes open?!
Mo Wuqian sighed in his heart, now in this year, not only is the people's hearts not ancient, but the hearts of the gods are also unpredictable!
Rumble!!!
The overwhelming sea of fire fell, covering the entire person of the god king Mekar, and in the center of the sea of fire, a pillar of fire rose to the sky.
In the pillar of fire, there were two figures, one large and one small, the huge figure whose size was comparable to a small mountain bag, and the sound that seemed to be pleasant and painful was unbearable, and the voice that seemed to be laughing and howling, "Ahhhh
The god king of the brain circuit Qingqi Mecal!
They were all about to be beaten to death, and they were still there and sighed that they were really right!
"I am Mecal, the god-king of the Mediterranean, live with my approval, and live with pride, until you light the fire of the gods, exalt glory, and elevate yourself to the same being, and then I will drink wine with you!" Roaring, roaring, Mecal's other hand clenched the big stick viciously slammed into the insignificant head that was close in front of him, wanting to be insignificant in his own right.
However, as he wielded the stick, his body quickly carbonized and evaporated in the flames, until in the end, even the skeleton and internal organs of the body were exposed.
The God-King Mekar used all his strength to protect the arm holding the stick from being burned by the flames, so that the arm could successfully deliver the final blow!
The recognition of the god king is not so easy to get, and if you want to become a contemporary hero in Mekar's mouth, this final blow must be blocked no matter what!
At least Erica and the god of war Veleslana who saw this scene both thought so, as a whirlwind blew, Veleslana, who returned to the surface from the underground magma layer, even looked at this scene excitedly, eager to try, and wanted to rush up and fight, but out of respect for the warrior, he couldn't help but didn't make a move, just waited for the battle of the god king Mekar to end, and then followed himself.
is also like the god king Mecal, testing the great hero of the current generation, giving the other party full recognition, and looking forward to the other party being able to ignite the divine fire and ascend to the altar in the future.
Really, the gods of this world are a group of guys with clear brain circuits!
Rumble!!!
Another bang!
The surging sea of fire gathered to form a huge fireball, and the god king Mekar, who was inside the fireball, only felt as if he was being baked by the flames of the furnace, his body was already evaporating, and even the last remaining arm used to hold the big stick began to carbonize.
"Ahhhh This last stick has to be swung out no matter what, and he, the god king, also wants to save face!
Filled with anticipation, the god-king Mekar roared and roared, exerting all his strength, and finally, the big stick was swung out.
His face couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation, looking forward to how the great hero of the current generation in front of him should resist the final blow he launched as a god king.
Then, the look of anticipation on his face froze.
Mo Wufeng on the other side, but his eyes glanced at him lightly, and suddenly Mekar's whole person was like being struck by lightning.
The body vanished in an instant.
"It's .... What a power, is it just a look? The last words left behind confused the military god Willeslana, who was watching the battle from afar.
What a look?
Is this what you, the god-king, should say?
Even if you are a great hero of our time, it is impossible to defeat the God King with just one look, right?
It must have been that the temperature of the flame just now was too high, and it burned the God King's brain!
Thinking of this, the corners of Willeslana's mouth opened and an excited smile appeared, "Next, it's my turn, O great hero of mankind, accept the test of our god of war, Veleslana!" ”
"After the God King, is it another test for the God of War?" Erica, who had been carried by Gurefia all the time, was moved and said, "What kind of lord have I followed, and he has been recognized by two powerful gods, is he really a contemporary hero who has reproduced the glory of the ancient times from the mouths of the two gods who do not obey?" ”
Damn retarded!
Grufia on the side felt in her heart, someone can blow up a planet with one punch, and you still need the approval of those weak chicken gods?
I'm afraid to scare you to death if you say it, people not only have two dragon gods under their hands, but also the allegiance of the whole myth!
"Certainly, it must be successful!" Erica clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking nervous, "This is a greater achievement than becoming a god killer, as long as you pass the test of the god of war, in the future, you will definitely become a god!" ”
Neuropathy!
Gurefia glanced at Erica, to be reasonable, people don't need to be gods at all, okay?
People are directly gods of God, okay?
You are clearly saying to an immortal being, I wish you a long life!
"O great hero who is far more noble than the god-killing demon king, to be able to follow you and be loyal to you is the supreme glory of my Erica and Brontree!" Erica looked at Mo Wufeng with adoration on her face, and her heart pounded, she really would rather follow a great contemporary hero who has been recognized by the gods and humanity than to choose to be loyal to a god killer!
Knight, isn't that how it should be?
In the most beautiful heroic legends, those knights who follow the great heroes, isn't this her Erica's lifelong pursuit?
Even if you are as proud as her, in the face of such an achievement, you must be moved!
"My king... No, my lord, your most loyal knight, Erica, Brontree, awaits your triumphant return! Erica put her hands to her lips and shouted.
In the distance, Veleslana, who waited for the flames to dissipate, for Mo Wuxian to appear, and for the battle that was destined to shock the world, couldn't help but smile.
The great heroes of mankind in our time, there should be knights waiting for their triumph in the rear.
He is very satisfied with this forced character!
As his opponent, isn't that the great hero who is tested by him deserve to be so?
If the bar is too low, even the face of his military god Willeslana will not be able to get by!
"Come on, the great hero of our time~" Weleslana raised the golden sword in his hand, "I have been waiting here for a long time, whether it is death or glory, everything will be revealed by this battle!" ”
"Take out all your strength, if you are too weak, I will never agree with you!"
"Defeat me, let me be defeated, and you will be crowned by the glory of Weleslana, the god of war in the east, and if you are the victor, you will become a god!"
"retarded!" Mo Wujian walked out of the flames and cursed in a low voice.
The expression on Veleslana's face froze suddenly.
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