Chapter 880: Heart Explosion

The sound of eggshell cracking sounded in the shadow of the bronze bell,

Beneath the helmet, Michael's eyes burst into flames.

Buzz –

The cross-sword burned, completely shattering the bronze bell shadow,

The four wings behind Michael fanned the wind and carried her into the air, overlooking the battlefield.

In the eyes of the other players and observers, Michael was emitting an infinite amount of light and heat, shining like a small sun, and the dim floor space was illuminated as bright as day.

“...”

After a brief thought, Michael swung his sword at the desolate lion.

The Sword of Flame soared more than two hundred meters in mid-air, and under the divine flames, whether it was a rock pillar or a light cannon, all of them melted and assimilated.

Bang!!!

The figurative lion claw formed by the condensation of the demon flame collided with the sword of flames,

The air is repeatedly compressed, folded, and twisted, eventually forming a vast shock wave visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

The ant king, hypochondria delusion and others were directly blown away by the shock wave,

The side of truth and Hohenheim, who were seriously depleted of spiritual power, flashed to the rear in time, watching from afar,

The pirate formed by the fusion of the Burning Fire and Amberi still stood in place, the black sail phantom levitating behind him unleashed treacherous power, resisting the howling wind,

Su Nisheng hung her hands at her sides, and a hemispherical barrier rose in front of her, blocking the shockwaves that flew away everything and the heat that scorched the ground.

The desolate lion and Michael's flame are diametrically opposed in nature.

The former is able to devour energy and freeze everything around it into ice.

And the latter burns everything without discrimination.

Whether it is a physical mortal, a metal stone, or an energy barrier shaped by other types of extraordinary powers, as long as it touches the sword of flames, it will burn and melt.

The two forces competed against each other, and in the end, it was the Sword of Flame that came out on top.

The lion's claws condensed by the demon flame trembled violently in mid-air, and burst and disintegrated with a loud "bang".

The scattered demon flames were assimilated by the sword of flames.

"Huh?"

Michael's voice sounded under the helmet, and the lion's claws were not shattered by her, but the old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born, and it collapsed on its own without being replenished by demonic power.

“...”

She shifted her gaze to the desolate lion,

At this moment, the rotting flesh and blood on the demon leader has finally been alleviated.

The tentacles that pierced its body continued to expand and squirm, as if they were transporting something into the body of the desolate lion.

Fascia, muscles, blood vessels grow on the white bones,

Covered with a layer of skin.

However, unlike before, the newly grown skin is blue-black, similar to the upper tentacles, and the surface of the skin is also covered with spikes, spinous fascicles, and scissor-shaped forked spines.

It looks hideous and ugly, and it is difficult to describe.

"Roar—"

The sharp pain that pierced the soul made the desolate lion roar and roar,

A force completely different from the demonic power surged out of his body.

Power

The mighty, hideous and violent divine power emitted a blue-black light that was visible to the naked eye and full of ominous meaning,

Thousands of sharp and sorrowful screams sounded inexplicably in the air, and the piercing noise made Taihao's face even paler, and he hurriedly slapped his palms, causing the qi dragon to separate into countless clouds and cover the ears of his companions around him.

Just by hearing the sound, the sanity value dropped by more than 400 points...

Taihao's face was like gold paper, and in his sight when he looked at the desolate lion, many indescribable phantoms inexplicably appeared, and his vision gradually distorted and blurred.

God, do not look directly.

Tai Hao's heart shook greatly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, he no longer looked at the desolate lion, his mind tried his best to clear the illusion of Fang Cai, and shouted: "The god sealing ritual has not been completely completed!" Interrupt now! ”

Whoop—

The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and the uncontrollable face that finally got out of trouble was expressionless, and instantly flashed behind the last gray-robed figure next to the security door, and punched through his chest.

Bang.

The gray-robed figure's heart was pinched and exploded by the uncontrollable blood-stained palm, and the hood was shaken backwards, revealing its face.

The appearance of the gray-robed man... Very difficult to describe,

Its skin is blue-gray, its skull is rounded and angular, its face is slightly flattened, its red and cloudy eyes are prominent, its sharp nose sticks out like that of a sailfish, and its nose is flanked by sharp barbs.

On the edge of the neck, there are light-colored gills, which are constantly vibrating.

Reveals small pieces of bright red gills with sharp pins.

The face covered in transparent slime resembles some kind of humanoid fish creature,

Looking at this face, it is easy to conjure up adjectives such as ugly, evil, low intelligence, only biological instincts and no moral concepts.

This is not discrimination based on race, culture, or individual appearance, but rather a strong sense of déjà vu, like the first impression of a transcendent on a species like a goblin.

The only remaining gray-robed figure, or amphibian fish-man,

Its heart has been pinched and exploded,

In the gills and snout of the fish, pale red blood is constantly flowing.

But its chanting has not ceased,

The flattened lips of the fish continued to spit out murky, obscure and evil whispers.

Sila–

Expressionlessly out of control, with a slight force in his hand, he tore the amphibian fish in two, threw it on the ground, and shook the mucus on the palm of his hand at will—the liquid seemed to have a corrosive function, corroding the soil into shallow pits, but failing to penetrate the out-of-control skin.

The gray-robed man's whispering finally stopped,

But in the dark space under the security door, an even higher scream sounded.

"The sadhana has reached its last stage,"

In the socket of the right eye of the wild lion, there was no eyeball, but a blue-black tentacle was born.

It was shrouded in its own divine power, staring at the players around it, enduring the pain, and said with a hideous expression: "Flesh and blood exchange, divine power transfer, divine soul fusion, will domination."

Do you hear that?

It's crying. ”