Chapter 1173: Makarov's Death

When the white cross towered in the sky, the entire Northern Cold City seemed to be shrouded in an invisible force field, the huge spectacle full of holy aura, and the ethereal chant that entered the bottom of the heart, made almost all the residents of the Northern Cold City prostrate on the ground and prayed sincerely.

Even Makarov's guards had a hesitant look on their faces, after all, the scene in front of them was too shocking.

On the wall of the Northern Cold City, the King of Thousand Armies stood with his hands in his hands, and he looked at the towering cross, and his face also had a little admiration.

"Lin Yaotian is really a genius, on the basis of not absorbing the second candidate and evolving into a knight, he was able to use the power of the candidate to this point and develop such an incredible ability, which is worthy of being the most veteran candidate."

In the air, there seemed to be a melodious sound of bells, like the sound of a church mass, but the sound of the bell, which should have been crisp and pure, seemed to be mixed with bursts of mourning.

"This battle, Makarov, lost."

Boom Boom!

Even to confirm the words of the Thousand Army King, under the cross, one explosion after another continued to appear, and the two figures turned into light and collided fiercely in the air.

"Kill!!"

Makarov's fists fell, smashing straight into Lin Yaotian's chest, smashing him from the sky to the ground, he kicked his feet and stepped on the air, falling from the sky like a meteor, and punching through Lin Yaotian's body.

His body was pierced, but Lin Yaotian's face was not painful, but he laughed.

"Ridiculous mortals......"

With a light sigh, Lin Yaotian's body turned into white qi and dissipated again, and the next moment, a complete and full of aura Lin Yaotian had appeared on the white cross.

"It can't be!" Makarov shouted loudly, he had already killed Lin Yaotian three more times! However, each time, Lin Yaotian was able to reappear intact.

He was very sure that he was killing Lin Yaotian himself, whether it was strength or combat skills, no one would be able to impersonate this strength.

But...... Lin Yaotian was resurrected so strangely, as if no matter how many times he was killed, he could be resurrected.

Don't...... Did he really transcend humanity and enter the realm of immortality?

A thought crossed Makarov's mind, but he immediately pressed it to the bottom of his mind.

"You're scared." Lin Yaotian keenly captured Makarov's momentary hesitation, "Have you finally begun to understand how small you are?" ”

"Fuck you!" Makarov took a sip, but instead of attacking again, he watched carefully.

Although he killed Lin Yaotian three times, his opponent was not harmed, and his soul energy on his side had already consumed a lot, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would be consumed to death.

You must find out the weakness of Lin Yaotian's move! Makarov's thoughts raced.

Is it a hallucination? Lin Yaotian let himself fall into a hallucination? Makarov held his breath and did not perceive any discomfort. With the strength of his soul battle spirit, even if he is a ninth-level soul beast of the spirit class, I am afraid it will not let him fall into an illusion so easily.

Looking at the huge cross, Makarov guessed that this might be the key to Lin Yaotian's resurrection.

If you can break this cross, you may be able to break Lin Yaotian's move! Makarov was sure in his heart, and he stomped on his feet and jumped in the air.

"Brutal kill!"

The body swelled and turned into a half-beast form again, Makarov's soul was fully opened, and his body was unexpectedly raised to the point of tens of meters!

The original four city lords had their own strengths, and I am afraid that only Makarov was able to forge the flesh hammer so powerfully, and it can be said that his path was somewhat imitating the pattern of soul beasts.

The gigantic half-beast giant swung its boundless claws and slammed unstoppably against the white cross.

From beginning to end, Lin Yaotian didn't stop it, but smiled at the corners of his mouth, watching Makarov slam into the white cross.

The next moment, a scream resounded in the sky.

The huge claw that was enough to smash the mountains fell on the cross, as if touching a scorching iron, and Makarov's hands were instantly shattered and melted by the terrifying force, and his entire body was smashed from the sky to the ground, crushing the entire area to pieces.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Makarov's body quickly shrunk and returned to human form, his arms severed and his body cracked, as if he had suffered several heavy blows from his opponent of the same level.

Lin Yaotian put his hands behind his back, slowly descended from the air, and landed in front of Makarov.

"Do you feel it? This power? ”

"You...... You ......," Makarov seemed to comprehend something, "I see! Those who are missing, all ...... by you"

"Shh......h

Lin Yaotian raised a finger and pressed it lightly to his lips, "All faithful believers have already enjoyed eternal glory in heaven. ”

"Paradise? What the do you call this heaven? Makarov laughed miserably, "Damn Lin Yaotian, can you ...... It's fucking vicious. ”

"Yes...... So what? Lin Yaotian's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of resentment, which was very different from his noble and dusty temperament. In this world, only the victor can grasp the truth, and only the victor can define justice. I'm victorious, and you're ...... Will die here. ”

Lin Yaotian straightened up, with pity on his face.

"Finally, let me show you my true form, Makarov, and you can expand your heavenly sense."

Hearing Lin Yaotian's words, Makarov hesitated for a moment, but still as he said, he expanded the realm of heavenly knowledge.

The next second, Makarov exclaimed.

"You!"

In the Heavenly Sense World, Lin Yaotian's body was like a white torch, burning wildly, and behind him, six pairs of wings composed of pure white flames fluttered, and in that flame wing, there seemed to be countless people struggling and writhing, and countless faces were wailing in pain.

"Are you...... What is it! ”

For the first time in his life, Makarov felt fear, and he did not waver in the face of death, and now, he felt his heart fluttering.

"It's—the gesture of God."

Lin Yaotian's body rose into the sky, and against the backdrop of the huge white cross, it was as holy as a noble god.

"God? Hahaha! Makarov laughed wildly, "Lin Yaotian, even if you win, you are just a freak, an out-and-out monster!" ”

"You...... Damn it! ”

Lin Yaotian raised his hands high, and in the sky, dense white spears kept emerging, and thousands of holy spears were densely covered in the sky, casting a shadow of death on the ground.

"Divine punishment!"

Lin Yaotian pressed his hands and lowered the final sanction.

"Hell End!"

The endless spears fell, like the never-ending torture in the depths of hell, and in the face of the spears in the sky, a trace of coldness flashed across Makarov's face.

Standing up, Makarov's aura emanated unreservedly, like a wounded beast, trying to devour the sky and the earth, and blasted countless spears apart.

He is the lord of the Northern Cold City, a strong man who once stood at the top of the world, he will never give in, even if he dies, he will die on the way to the charge.

But there were too many spears, and in an instant, Makarov's small figure was already covered in a rain of guns.

With the final battle cry, Makarov faced the rain of guns and went against the sky!

"Kill!!"

While...... While...... While......

The evening bell was melodious, as if it was ringing for him. In the distance, the King of the Thousand Armies looked gloomy and turned to leave.

The bell gradually stopped, and the Northern Cold Divine City was silent.