Sventovet's movements finally came to a pause.

He hadn't been injured in years.

The drop of water flowing from Yun Qian had almost exhausted all of her physical strength, but it had also achieved unexpected results. Not only did the armor on the thighs collapse, but even the skin inside the armor quickly became frostbitten.

The rough skin of an ordinary human was quickly dyed with a strange purple color.

Sventovit is indeed the most powerful fighter in the world, and when it comes to fighting, no one here can beat him.

But in the past twenty years, the whole world has been in turmoil, and law enforcers have sprung up like mushrooms, and even if countries know what kind of bounty is appearing elsewhere, there is no way to quantify the power of the bounty.

The only way to prove it is to fight.

Therefore, the Federal Tius Academy has an Ares list, but it is only for internal use, and no matter who it is, it will not try to expose its strength on this kind of public platform.

But now, here's your chance.

Even if the rain clouds cover the sky, others naturally have the means to monitor everything that is happening in this valley. When they saw that Yun Qianliu's attack had an effect, shock was written on everyone's faces.

That drop of water can be said to be the most difficult gift to defend against so far. If the position of her shot just now was not the root of Sventovet's thigh, but his helmet, perhaps the history of the whole world would be rewritten by this seemingly ordinary girl.

But she was not sure that she would climb up to his body without being detected, so she could only try to weaken his combat power. But even she didn't know how powerful this blow was.

However, Sventowit took a step back.

Frostbite was eating away at his muscles, and that drop of water seemed to carry a packed command, and within a certain range, the vitality of the molecules was infinitely suppressed, allowing the cold temperature to spread.

This made Sventovet frown for the first time, because the first question was, how many times else could the other party perform such a gift?

If there is a second time, the loss is unacceptable to him. Even if the Hermitage would protect him from France, he would inevitably lose face.

Although, the Hermitage said that it could not be killed all.

But fuck it.

As soon as this thought flashed, Yun Qianliu, who was still retreating, suddenly felt a huge pressure. Sventovet withdrew his left leg, his right leg slightly flexed, and in one hand he held his sword, turning the slash into a slap like a fly, sweeping through the space.

Its speed and power are still unmatched.

As soon as Yun Qianliu and Zhao Shanke raised their heads, their entire line of sight was occupied by the huge sword body.

Even if she had the strength, she couldn't avoid it.

Not to mention wearing a battle armor, even if she drove a mecha, dozens of mecha stopped in front of her, she couldn't avoid this sword.

This represents the power of Sventovet, the power of the years, which is a gift.

Gifts can only be solved by gifts.

A tall figure stopped in front of her, and for the first time, Qatar felt so close to death. In no case did he push his gifts so excessively.

He was the first person in the entire world to possess the gift of creation, and even the time of the Awakening Gift was only a few years later than Sventovet.

Qatar is the god of Africa.

In front of him, between the giant sword and him, there was still a distance of more than ten meters, and it seemed that the metal molecules in the entire space were gathering towards Qatar like crazy.

In milliseconds, an iron wall up to ten meters thick was created out of thin air.

In front of it, as the source of the bounty, Qatar is the size of a rabbit.

But it was this African, who looked no different from ordinary people, who accomplished such a miracle.

And this miracle has met the greatest test since its birth.

Attack from Sven Tolter.

The Slavs made the invincible god of war their supreme god, and the name Sventovet represented not only strength, but also victory.

This is the strongest sword.

At the moment when the giant sword met the iron wall, Sventovit turned the blade sideways again, and the blade coated with a layer of nanomaterial sliced through it cut like tofu the moment it touched the iron wall.

Eight meters.

Qatar began to feel ringing in his ears and his whole brain was trembling, and it was the first time he had overused his bounty. The iron wall bought them a few milliseconds, and Zhao Shanke just took a step back with Yun Qianliu, and Qatar had already put the iron wall on his face.

Once Sventovet's sword pierced through this iron wall, it also pierced Qatar's head.

Six meters.

Going deep into the dirt iron wall, it was taken up by Sventovet and crashed into Qatar. And the giant sword castration was not exhausted, and meter after meter of steel was cut by it, pointing straight at Qatar's head.

On top of the iron wall, Sventovet, who was much taller than Qatar, looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of pity.

For him, it was just an ordinary swing of the sword. Maybe it took a little force, but it was definitely not serious.

His gaze followed Yun Qianliu, who was gradually disappearing from view, and the armor had already begun to predict their position, and that girl was the object of his concern.

And Qatar is just a stone in the way.

Four meters.

Qatar let out a roar of rage, and the gap cut by the greatsword was once again filled with iron. This operation has reached the nanoscale, and now in Qatar's eyes, only a whole piece of molecular structure can be seen, and the reality can no longer be seen.

Converge, create, destroy, reforge.

In the space of a few seconds, countless particles collided, destroyed, and recombined, and the soaring entropy increased the heat in the environment, and Qatar even felt like a fire was licking his body and brain.

Then he saw a gap.

I don't know if it was a black line on the iron wall in front of him, or if the molecular structure in his mind was broken through a crack, Qatar didn't know, but he only felt that the gap was getting bigger and bigger.

"You won."

Sventovet's voice seemed to come from the sky, and he looked at Qatar who had fallen to the ground from exhaustion, and reluctantly gave birth to a trace of admiration. Since the First World War in Antarctica, he has lived in seclusion in the Winter Palace, but he heard that there are more law enforcers outside, but he didn't expect that their strength is not weak.

Worthy of an opponent.

He withdrew his sword, pressed the iron block against it, and with a strong shock, the greatsword regained its original luster.

He did cut through the iron wall of Qatar, leaving a line of blood on the bridge of Qatar's nose, but that was all.

It was by this fraction that Qatar got a life back.

At that moment just now, as long as he used a little less strength, he was faced with the fate of being in a different place. Without him, perhaps the future would be very different.

But no one could have predicted the outcome of this blow. The Lost Oasis behind the scenes is ready for the dead.

"Is it you next? Sun of the Federation is ruthless. Sventovet looked up, and a small black shadow lunged at him, and the next moment, the whole world began to become illusory.

In this false world, Sun Wuru is a tiger and Sventovit is a rabbit, and the heights and positions of the two people have completely changed.

"Carving insect skills, do you think this will have an effect?" Sventovit didn't even need to look at the hints given to him by the armor, and with a wave of his left fist from the side, he felt that Sun Wuru was being hit by his fist, and he didn't know where he flew.

But the illusion doesn't end there.

Sun ruthlessly pounced again like a mad dog, raising the rifle in his hand, which contained the few armor-piercing bullets in the battle armor. The semi-automatics were turned on, and at such close range, bullets were poured into Sventovet's face. He relied on his illusion to dodge attacks, but every dodge was tantamount to dancing on a knife and jumping on the edge of a volcano.

Moreover, the damage that the bullet could do to Sventowit was really limited.

"You've experienced so little, so your illusions look fake." Sventovit raised his broad palm and swung it in front of him like a fly, the bullet couldn't penetrate his armor at all, not to mention the surface was covered with a layer of Type I force field, as long as his energy core was not depleted, it would be difficult to be injured by physical attacks.

Sun Wuru should have heard his words, but did not respond. His attack tickles Sventovet's eyes, but if this man doesn't kill, he'll circle around you like a fly.

Suddenly, he felt another person next to his body.

Or the girl just now? Startled, Sventovet swung a punch at his injured left leg as instructed by the Warframe's intelligence system. There's a part of the Warframe missing, and it's now his weak point. The muscles, which usually can't even be hit by bullets, seem to be a little overwhelmed in the face of Yun Qian's flowing water droplets.

But this time, he felt his fist ...... It seems to have sunk into a pool of water.

No, it's not water, it's the sea.

Sun ruthlessly untied his boon, and from a distance, he and Sventovet looked at each other.

"My gift is not for you." After saying this, he fell to the ground, put away his rifle, and carried the fallen Qatar on his shoulders.

Whenever he saw Sventovet's body, he couldn't help but be afraid. And only by one's own gift can one completely deceive oneself.

In the battle just now, he bought Wendini the last time.

And Sventovet finally faced the last opponent.

Wentini, former St. George's Basilica Poseidon. In terms of strength, it is similar to Qatar.

But the difference is that someone has already paved the way for his appearance.

The rain clouds in the sky turned into a whirlpool, gathering around her like a dragon drinking water. The soft stream of water ignored Sventovet's fist, enveloping him heavily.

Then, in the water, a trace of blood appeared. Sventovet's frostbitten left leg suddenly exploded into a ball of blood, but the blood was also controlled by Wentini and left Sventovett's body.

The sea gradually enveloped the god of war, and with the only wound that the cloud current had inflicted on Sventovitte, Wendini was doing everything he could to cut his strength.

But with little success.

Sventovet didn't care, wielding his greatsword again. Every stride, every swing of the sword, his offensive shrouded a range of tens of meters. Wentini was as nimble as a fish in the water, only to find that the current could not hinder Sventovet's movements.

She may be a ferocious shark in the sea, but Sventovet is a whale. His blood seemed endless, and even he controlled his muscles so that it could not flow out.

This body is too big.

The seawater realm that Wentini had worked so hard to create could barely wrap him in, and this was already all her strength.

As Zhongliwang said, Sventovet is the man closest to God.

And to kill such a god, perhaps they need more gods.

For example, the human weapon of the Federal Tius Academy, Su Qi.

A military knife the size of Sventovet's giant sword slashed down from the air, splitting through the water and pointing it straight at Sventovet's head.