In the endless battle of the Black Soul Hell World, Squadron Leader Starf touched his face, and he wiped away the viscous blood mixed with corrosive saliva, along with part of his facial skin and muscles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sen Sen's white bones looked particularly cruel on his bloody face, but such a sharp pain did not make the squadron leader Stuff frown.

All of this was brought about by this Cerberus in front of him.

But the Cerberus had been split in half by him.

"Qiaoli, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get here!"

Looking at the battlefield where others were fighting not far away, their own forces had already occupied an absolute advantage, the swarming hell creatures had been killed and wounded, and the strongest group had been killed by themselves, so they finally had the leisure to shout at the people behind.

"Here, Squadron Leader!" A petite girl rushed over with a white medical kit, looking at the ghost-like face on Starf's face, without any hesitation or panic, but skillfully opened the box and took out various props.

First of all, she removed the corrosive saliva and blood that still adhered to her face, dug up the carrion, and then disinfected it, and when the fresh blood overflowed, she held Starf's face in both hands and prayed softly: "Praise be to the great One Most High, who brings healing power to us." ”

A pure golden glow shimmered, and Starf's face quickly began to squirm, and the muscles began to multiply themselves until they were fully grown into a patch, and the skin began to slowly cover it.

Soon, a very ordinary face appeared in front of the girl.

What's interesting is that the new skin on this face is so tender and smooth that it stands out compared to other places.

Starf touched his face, and the tender skin made the corners of his mouth twitch a few times, but he quickly stood up and said to the girl, "Okay, go and treat the other warriors." ”

"Yes, Squadron Leader." The girl immediately ran towards the others.

Is this the 40th or 50th year of invasion in a devastated world?

Starf didn't know, because he had been fighting and fighting these damn hellish creatures since he was born, until one day he would go into a cold earth with his comrades to sleep.

In the previous fifteen years, the people of this world managed to fight off the attack of the Scorching Hell with great difficulty, and just when everyone wanted to cheer with joy, the attacks of the Ice Hell followed.

In the following twenty years, with the promotion of the Elemental Secret Book and the spread of the power of the Holy Light, the priests of the Great Supreme made food out of nothing, and finally resisted the strong attack of the Ice Hell and sent them back to their hometown.

But just ten years ago, another Dead Wind Hell came out, an even more powerful and terrifying hell, and the pressure it brought caused the whole world to send out pent-pressing pain.

Starf has experienced the ecstasy of finally defeating the icy hell, and the despair of facing the dead wind hell again.

No one knows what kind of enemies this world will usher in after defeating the Dead Wind Hell.

Even this dead wind hell doesn't know if it can be overcome.

The territory originally occupied by humans has shrunk by three-quarters after the appearance of the Dead Wind Hell, and more than 80% of the land has been occupied by the Dead Wind Hell.

Fortunately, most of the people in these lands have shrunk to the last place, and the loss of numbers is acceptable, so that the current human strength still has a certain cohesion, and it can withstand the attack of Dead Wind and Hell.

Fortunately, the belief in the Elemental Supreme God spread all over the world, and fortunately, the other gods also gave up their egos and became priests of the Elemental Supreme God, so that a large number of believers could be gathered to make offerings to the Elemental Supreme God, thus bringing a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, if it were still like ten years ago, the various Divine Soul-level beings performed their own duties, they would have already been broken by the Dead Wind Hell, and the world would have fallen into ruin.

Looking at a high mountain somewhere in the west, Starf silently lowered his head and prayed for today's battle: "Thank you to the Great One Most High for giving us the strength to dedicate today's victory to you!" ”

After a while, wisps of golden light flickered on him for a moment, and the lost energy and physical strength were replenished to a certain extent.

"Thank you to the Great Most High." Feeling his recovery, Starf thanked him silently again.

As a devout person of the elemental supreme god, although he also has a very high faith, he has not been able to reach too high a level due to his lack of soul qualifications, and has always been in the first stage.

Many powerful spells could not be unleashed, so they could only rely on their own strong force to act as tanks in the front row, creating enough opportunities for the priests and cultivators behind them.

"Let's hope the Supreme God can think of a way to defeat the attack of the Dead Wind Hell!"

With this hope, Starf entered into prayer again.

And somewhere in the west, on a high mountain, the Elemental Temple made of large bluestone stands at the top.

The people who come and go are all strong people whose strength has reached a very high level, and there are many of them at the god soul level.

These god-level beings who once proclaimed themselves gods and drew their faith from them are now like priests, entrusting their beliefs to the master of this temple.

Because only in this way can they gain the strength to fight against the creatures of hell, otherwise those fallen companions will be their example.

In the depths of the Elemental Temple, on a high throne, an existence with a very similar face to Link fell silent, and around him, dozens of top-notch Divine Soul-level powerhouses began to describe the recent bad form with extremely serious expressions.

After Link left, the consequence of being too far away to pass on the faith to the past was born.

The Elemental Supreme God, who upheld Link's beliefs, acquired all of his relics, and the faith of others in him also brought power that was indistinguishable from before.

"Your Excellency Supreme God, if there is no more way, the defense line in the southwest will be abandoned again, and the losses will be at least ten times greater than those of three years ago."

Before a Divine Soul-level could finish speaking, someone interjected: "The same is true in the Northeast, countless Death Wind Hell powerhouses are coming one after another, and our defense system is about to collapse." ”

The rest of the Divine Soul-level powerhouses also spoke, and there was bad news everywhere, which made the supreme god on the throne on the stage fall into a rage: "All look for me, what can I do!" This world has imprisoned me, and my power cannot be strengthened! ”

Just as all the Divine Soul Levels were frightened by the furious Supreme God, the Supreme God's body suddenly twisted, and then suddenly exploded.

Before the others could scream, everyone felt that their strength had suddenly risen a lot, and many of them immediately realized that they had broken the barrier they had dreamed of for a long time.

Beyond the level of the god soul!

At the same time, the new supreme god condensed in front of them, and an irresistible momentum spread to countless regions in an instant.

(To be continued.) )