Chapter 635 - The Overlord is Unmatched

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At this moment, his heart became calm.

No waves, no sorrow or joy.

For some reason, in the face of such a powerful and almost immortal Michael, You Long had a touch of confidence in his heart.

Confident that this blow will be able to kill Michael.

He didn't know where that confidence came from, but he chose to believe it anyway.

A pair of heterochromatic wings behind him seemed to grow a few points larger, and then flapped their wings.

You Long's body flew up like this, but the spear in his hand no longer had any power of ice and fire. Yes, only the milky white halo, which seemed to cover the entire body of the spear layer after layer.

The power of hegemony is reflected in this domineering incomparable.

Even if You Long had practiced for a long time, when the power of the Law of Overlord was fully exerted, the power of ice and fire could not penetrate into it at all. This is the domineering spirit of the hegemon, and there is no qualification to stand shoulder to shoulder with it.

The so-called incomparable means that there is no one who can match it.

The hegemon, unmatched.

Han Yangong is responsible for amplifying the body, integrating the skills in the law of hegemony and the rules of the game, and then stabbing it out with the spear that turns thousands of marksmanship into one shot.

This will be the strongest blow of the dragon.

Even Zeus, Ye Cheng and Elmadi, who were not enemies, all changed their complexions, and the laws in their bodies were like candles standing in the wind, which were almost extinguished and only a few sparks remained.

A shot from the air.

Accurately hit Michael's body.

Hahaha! Joyfully! Joyfully!

Feeling the feeling of his body being torn apart by the law of tyrants, Michael cried out in tears. If you die like this, you will probably lose your senses in an instant. But the law of hating words doesn't care about this, and he keeps mending his wounds with his life.

And the dragon who was holding the cold flame spear in his hand and was close to Michael was still expressionless.

The milky white light of the law of hegemony became stronger and stronger, like a sun!

Ahh Michael made a heart-rending sound, the milky white light could cover everything, but it could not block Michael's terrible screams!

When the white light dissipated, only You Long was left standing alone with a gun, and the demon king's cloak behind him was like a blood cloud blowing and hunting.

But Michael was never seen again.

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Advance! Advance! Poseidon was covered in blood, and his aqua blue robe was now covered in blood. His calm can no longer be maintained, and there is a very old-fashioned saying in ancient times: war is the fastest way to turn a boy into a man.

Of course, there are also those who think that sexual intercourse is the fastest way to do it.

But it is undeniable that war is an extremely cruel thing.

Every minute and every second, I saw my comrades die by my side.

Poseidon saw a female mage, who had been flushed in the morning and running to him to ask him for advice on the mage's skills. And just now, she was attacked by a Protoss from a high altitude and tore her to pieces.

He was exhausted at the moment, but he didn't stop.

The death of Wan Erhao, the death of January Night, the death of the eagle, and the death of the Lee couple all left this war with no turning point. Although Elmati has good hopes, he wants to use the two second-rate masters of the law of Youlong and Zeus to infiltrate the White Tower and kill Michael, so as to end the war as soon as possible.

But Michael learned the law of almost immortality, and the war was relentless.

At every moment, regardless of the three races of people, gods and demons, there are constantly lives dying.

The entire white city is no longer snow-white, and the white clouds that can be as solid as the ground for some reason are covered with blood at this moment, and the entire city has become a bloody capital.

And after Gabriel and Wan Erhao died together, the Protoss had no longer the power to resist.

The fire of the prairie on the human race seemed to burn even more vigorously, and it was really like a real fire of the prairie fire, burning towards the territory of the White City of the Protoss from all directions.

Suddenly, on the top of the towering white tower in the center of the white city, a burst of snow-white brilliance lit up.

The brilliance may seem mild, but it is daunting.

That kind of hegemonic aura that looks down on all directions.

Almost at that moment, the partners who were familiar with You Long had already felt that this was definitely a movement made by You Long.

And you can still feel this palpitating breath from such a distance, if it is close at hand......

Tut! Feng Qiu spit out a tooth and blood, and went back to back with his wife Shen Qinghua: Is that guy You Long finally solved?

And as the white light flashed, those expressionless but wolf-like Protoss instantly stopped in place. Some of the warriors of the people and the demon clan were unable to regain their momentum, and they attacked in the same way. But even if the attack continued, the Protoss still froze in place.

Some of them kept attacking, some of them still flapped their wings, but they didn't move in the air, and some of them were originally urging the law, but the law also dissipated into the air in an instant.

The whole battlefield fell into an eerie atmosphere.

What's going on? The grumpy Flame Demon King Xiao Ha roared.

And the purple charm in the demon race was a gleam in her eyes: it looked like ...... Crashed?

A demon clan is saying such a special term for online games, which is funny and abnormal. But there is no better word to describe the situation at hand.

Yes.

It's like tens of thousands of Protoss collectively crashing down, even if the attacks of the human and demon races continue, the Protoss will still not move.

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The top of the White Tower.

Elmadi gasped abruptly, and countless consciousnesses poured into her head like a sea of rivers. She is no stranger to this. Because four years ago, she had been like this. As the royal family of the Protoss, it has direct control over all the Protoss.

But there are also high and low levels of permission.

Michael is currently the one with the highest authority of the Protoss.

So when Michael came out of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Souls, his original authority Elmati was kicked down and lost control, and this was the scene when tens of millions of Protoss flapped their wings and followed Michael back to the White City of Protoss that day.

And now, this authority is back in her hands again.

And this proves that Michael is dead.

Almost instantly, Elmadi gave her first order to regain control of the Protoss—flee.

So outside, after about ten seconds or so, the collective crash occurred. All the Protoss flapped their wings and flew into the air as soon as possible, even if they were attacked by some pursuing Terrans and demons, they didn't pay attention to it, and just flew into the sky with a brain. Just as Elmati had previously negotiated with Youlong, Zeus and others, Elmati had no intention of destroying the world at all.

Her lover is Ye Cheng of the human race, she only thinks that the world is infinitely beautiful, how can she want to destroy the world?

Now she just wanted her people to live one more.

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When they saw all the gods flying their wings to the sky together, both the human and demon races were stunned.

But those who knew about the agreement between the former high-level and Elmadi also issued orders to their subordinates through the channel - no pursuit.

But since control is ceded from Michael, the war is over.

Feng Qiu couldn't hold back any longer, raised the cold drink knife in his hand, and roared: We have won!!

Yes!!!!!

Countless soldiers cheered, some hugged each other and cried, and some hugged the bodies of their comrades who still existed and bowed their heads and wept! And those masters who tried to block the elders of the Protoss sat on the ground without arguing, and they didn't care about all the blood.

The feeling of extreme tension and relaxation made them almost want to fall asleep.

The war is finally over.