At this time, the center of the south has been shrouded in a black fog, as if hell has descended on the world, there is no light, everything is being swallowed, and the violent power is raging, even the mecha is inaccessible.

The closer you get to the battlefield, the more you can feel the despair that is coming, at this time, the mecha guarding around you can't step beyond the thunder pool, and the trapped officers inside can only resign themselves to fate.

But they didn't take a step back, it was the perseverance of the soldiers, and because they saw that burning hope in this picture of hell!

In the darkness of the earth, there is a force that can penetrate the dark night sky, so that the morning sun shines, although the night will soon be shrouded again, but the fist of hope is constantly flickering, never stopping, never give up!

"You've got to win!"

Countless warriors looked at the figure of the fierce battle in the air, although it was so fast that it was a little blurry, but Calais's five-meter-tall body was still so eye-catching, galloping across the dark sky, and the battle was silent!

Countless coalition warriors cheered for Calais, and although they were not masked, they sincerely hoped that this powerful man would be able to overcome this unknown horror.

Hope is like a fire, when countless flames gather together, the burning fire can be passed to the rear and become real hope!

Today, the prayer in the hearts of all the coalition soldiers is the flame of hope, and Calais, who is fighting in the field, is the torch that bears the countless flames of hope, burning to fend for himself and face despair!

"Enough! Why aren't you dead yet!? ”

The calm mood finally fluctuated, and seeing Calais as tenacious as a cockroach, Louis's heart finally burned with anger.

His countless killers had hit Calais's vital point, but it didn't take long for him to heal on its own, and the white flames that pulsed around him could isolate his dead silence, making it difficult for him to truly kill Calais.

But in contrast to the irascible Louis, Calais has now reached his limit, to the limit of breakthrough.

His physical breakthrough is imminent!

Calais burned an unknown amount of bioenergy, but with the help of Louis's stormy attack, Calais continued to temper his **, and finally moved towards a breakthrough!

"Die!"

The red-black power condensed into a spear in Louis's hand, stabbing into Calais's heart, in a vain attempt to kill the opponent with this blow!

The heart is the source of a person's life, and it continuously transports the life force to all corners of the body, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the engine.

Even Calais, when he was punctured in the heart, was certain to die!

But Calais obviously would not be pierced by the other party so easily, and he escaped the key point with just an inch of body movement, and the red and black spear that pierced into his body was also burned by his own life fire, as if he did not exist in the world.

"Are you Louis, or are you a bred Advent?"

Suddenly, it was at this time that Calais asked Louis this question.

"It's your business!"

As if poked in the sore spot by Calais, Louis was furious, and his attack increased again, slamming down on Calais like a storm.

Calais knew that after the previous arrivals, they had lost their last consciousness, or were killed by those who descended.

That's the Advent!

Strength and consciousness descend upon the inner body of the enlightened believer, but Louis does not seem to be so.

"Could it be that your two consciousnesses have merged?"

"Fusion? Who fused? I'm Luis, I'm Ressa!! ”

The two different names were actually said in an instant, and the angry Louis lost the only trace of reason left, as if the advent was a pain point for him, and he couldn't look directly at it even more than Lilis's death!

Yes, Calais had discovered that Louis instinctively avoided the facts he hated.

This is true of Lilith's death, as well as for the power of the Adventist within.

"Huh, Ressa?"

Calais heard a name, and that was enough for him, and it was time to end the fight.

"Die!!"

Louis roared wildly, the whole person was no longer calm, and at this time he was like a boiling furnace, and the anger in his heart was beating wildly, trying to bombard Calais.

The power of dead silence operated, and his whole person seemed to be incarnated into a miniature black hole, transcending the laws of the universe and devouring everything!

But the only thing he couldn't devour was Calais's life power!

Hopson, Seventh Floor!

In Calais today, the white flames suddenly became more condensed, and the whole person was as glorious as a new life, with white flaws like jade, and the momentum was incomparable!

Calais has completely completed the transformation!

When his ** broke through the 999th revolution, Calais stepped into a new realm, and the Hopson Chapter was also improved, and he also had the capital to kill Louis!

It's time to fight to the death!

Sensing Calais's momentum changed sharply, Louis's face was ugly, but he still stubbornly greeted Calais and confronted him.

"Bang!"

The power of this punch is no longer what it used to be, Calais's punch directly broke up the night in the sky, and the energy of life emanated majestically, expelling the fear in the air and eliminating the dead silence of the world.

"How is that possible?"

In any case, I don't believe that Calais's transformation in battle is so terrifying, he is not a Skywalker in the traditional sense, but he has the power to kill Skywalkers.

"You gave me this possibility."

With a confident smile on his face, Calais bids Louis off with his fist, trying to beat him to the ground along with the Descender behind him!

"It's up to you??"

In the end, Louis went completely insane, burning himself desperately, the red and black flames jumping, and fear spread from him again, launching a crazy counterattack against Calais.

The two sides fought fiercely for eight hundred rounds, and Calais burned the last drop of bioenergy in his hand and gave Louis the final blow with the power of the Eight Desolations!

"Die!"

With Calais's last punch, Louis could only roar incompetently, but it was already extinguished in Calais's punch, and the power of the Eight Desolations ruthlessly crushed everything, allowing him to dissipate into nothingness.

The night faded completely, the light came back to the world, the morning sun fell on Calais's face, and the blood flowing on his body also shimmered brightly, Calais bathed in the sun looked so sacred, but the terrible wounds on his body showed that he was a warrior made of iron and blood.

"Won !!"

"We won !!"

A wave of joy and cheers came, and the joy of hope spread throughout the coalition army, and countless warriors cheered and honored him as a hero!