"Boom Boom!" Just as the boy took over the declaration of war, a boom sounded. Lightning flashes.

Listening to this roar, Zheng Shuanglong and the young man raised their heads and looked around.

A few beams of thunder falling from the sky, and Erica jumping left and right to dodge the lightning. Seeing this scene, Zheng Shuanglong's eyes were slightly condensed, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The powerhouse of the Great Knight level is so powerless, not to mention the gods, even the divine beasts can't be restrained for long, this is really a bad enough thing.

Look at the huge goat, flying low, chasing the blonde beautiful girl. Of course, the most important thing is that Erica, who is being chased, is on the outside of the town - in the direction of the mountain that towers over it.

Probably to prevent Dolgali from having any more victims. But is it really okay to run to an open place where there is no shelter?

This sacrificing chivalry made Zheng Shuanglong feel that it didn't seem good to let her go, after all, in these years, there are not many such loyal knights, and too many people have been confused by power.

"What, that girl is here too. It's also very close to that guy. Noticing Erica being chased by the goat, the boy still said in the same leisurely tone.

Noticing the young man's leisureliness, and his indifference to mortals, almost looking at the indifference of an ant, Zheng Shuanglong said in a slight tone: "Don't you deal with it, if you think that one less clone has nothing to do with tomorrow's final battle, then, I won't mind warming up with a god clone before the battle." ”

"Rest assured. I'll take care of it, and I don't know why I've been feeling a lot of pressure from you, but I'm not going to face you as nine clones. As he spoke, the boy suddenly stretched out his hand.

The wind, the wind of terror. The powerful wind, the wind that swept away the mythical beast mountain boar in the harbor, reappears here.

"Baa The strong tornado made the goats scream incessantly, and in the blink of an eye, the goats were like boars in the harbor. Turned to ashes and disappeared into the sky.

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A beach where you meet the gods. Zheng Shuanglong lay peacefully on the beach chair, waiting for the arrival of the divine war.

And Erica, who was standing next to Zheng Shuanglong, kept chattering and persuading Wang. "King, do you really want to fight the god of disobedience here? Please think twice, on this island of Sardinia, there are still two gods of disobedience, and in this case, they will launch a divine war. It's really adventurous! ”

"Well, it's very risky, but it's also necessary, in the face of this messy situation, the easiest way is to cut it with a quick knife, and the only question now is whether my knife is fast enough. Sharp enough. Zheng Shuanglong admitted that Erica was right, but. Zheng Shuanglong will not agree with Erica's words.

The young god has not yet been completed, Mecal's injuries have not healed, Athena is following the traces of the snake, and she is not so interested in the battle of the godslayer, and at this moment Athena does not know that the snake, that is, the stone of Gorgon, is in the hands of Zheng Shuanglong. In such a complicated situation, if you don't take the initiative to attack, are you still waiting for the disobedient gods to straighten out the situation and unite to launch a divine war against themselves! Zheng Shuanglong is not so stupid yet.

"Well, instead of worrying about my problems. It's better to think about how to transfer the people on Sardinia in a very short time, I don't know about the young god, I don't know much about Mecal, Athena doesn't seem to have much will to fight, there should be no conflict, but I am not sure myself, I am not sure that it will not affect the entire island, and you should know the outcome of the war in India. Holding a glass of orange juice, Zheng Shuanglong said leisurely.

This is the last relaxation before the war, and it is also the preparation before condensing the battle spirit, before the arrival of the god of disobedience, Zheng Shuanglong will always be very quiet, quite quietly sitting on the edge of this beach, like sitting meditation to calm his heart, that is about to face the god war and continue to boil heart. Constantly boiling mana.

Uncontrollable power is the same as no power.

"Yes, King!" Hearing Zheng Shuanglong say this, Erica could only bow respectfully and retreat, at this moment, for the first time, she sincerely hoped that the alliance leader of her family, the rather unreliable Sword King, would appear soon.

After all, the only one who can stop the king from fighting the god of disobedience is the king and the god of disobedience.

Weak, quite powerless, Erica felt her powerlessness for the first time, and ran to solve the problem of the disobedient god...... As a result, it was really naïve. The real god of disobedience, how powerful the highest god has is that Erica doesn't really understand!

There was no real battle yet, just the pressure brought by the fighting spirit of the god and the king of the gods and kings completely shattered the pride of the genius witch.

That sense of presence, of coercion. The consciousness of mere resistance to him will be blown away.

At this moment, Erica understood her uncle's words before she came, and at this moment, Erica understood why only the king can fight against the gods of disobedience, they are all human beings! It is an existence that no mortal can defeat no matter how hard he tries.

Restless, very unhappy silent. Feelings of humiliation, powerlessness, and anger at oneself. So many strong feelings came to my heart. The source of Erica's pride, the definite confidence in her talents, abilities, and achievements, has been lost. That genius was just a human being.

But even so, Erica, the witch who is called a genius, understands that now is not the time to care about this, and the most important thing is to transfer those people out of Sardinia.

After all, the divine war is not a joke, and Zheng Shuanglong's unknown power is not a fraud. It is a throne made of real blood and tears, life and bones. The scourge of New Delhi, India, cannot be repeated here.

Sardinia is gone, it can be rebuilt, even if the land sinks, it can be reclaimed from the sea, and if the people of Sardinia die, then it is really dead.

The sky was getting darker, and in the night sky, the constellations of summer Italy twinkled silently in the sky.

With the moon in the middle of the sky, the young god finally appeared, with shoulder-length black hair and a small beauty. His eyes seemed to be able to see the future, and he smiled like a Buddha statue of Maitreya.

After smiling at Zheng Shuanglong, the young god looked at Erica. "I'll warn you first. Just the body of ordinary people, do not interfere in the war between my generations. Some of the magic skills are far from my generation. Man and the Word of God can never commune. ”

"Have you found it all?" Completely indifferent to the young god's admonition to Erica, Zheng Shuanglong looked at this young god who was decisively different from the young man he had seen before, and asked quite calmly.

Extravagant, and not very high. Obviously so, but there is a very strong sense of presence. A delicate face similar to that of Maitreya. However, it feels like an incomprehensible non-human being. This is not a human face, but is made based on a human face, so it is a work of art that is even more beautiful than a human being.

The feeling of power that emanates from the slender body, the atmosphere of the god who dwells in beauty. Although his posture is exactly the same, he has a completely different temperament at this moment from before. The temperament unique to the existence outside the specification belongs to the temperament of God.

Feeling this unique temperament of God, Zheng Shuanglong understood that the young god may have found the best state. However, Zheng Shuanglong still felt that he should ask, after all, facing an opponent who was no longer in a state violated Zheng Shuanglong's aesthetics, the glory of the divine war, and Zheng Shuanglong's way of kingship.

"Can you tell my juniors the name of the Imperial Body, the undefeated God of the East." Without waiting for the young god to answer. Erica suddenly bent down on her knees and bowed her head respectfully. asked.

This is not only out of respect for the gods, but also to let Zheng Shuanglong have more information, which belongs to the young god in front of him.

The young god who looked down at Erica obviously showed a wry smile and said, "There is no need for this. What a smart girl to read my nature so quickly! ”

Then the young god narrowed his eyes. happily cast his gaze on Zheng Shuanglong and said, "The divine war is about to be fought, even at this moment, it is pointless to pursue my divinity." I am a god of disobedience whose essence is struggle and victory. As long as I want an enemy, an opponent who can fight me, there will be a suitable opponent. This time, I came to this island to be a land that is related to the strongest enemy to date. ”

"I, seeking defeat. Can you give me a defeat, the archenemy of the ancient gods, the existence of the god killer. Smiling shallowly, the young god nodded, and said to Zheng Shuanglong with a smile: "Please give me a defeat." Please give me a strong enemy. Please give me the real fight! That's why I had to fight the god killer this time. No, it should be too good. ”

"I'm scared to tell you. The Guardian belongs to the Camp of Light, the patron saint of justice and the people. I don't think it's appropriate to do this kind of violence. Please return to the Path. Erica pleaded sincerely.

In the face of Erica's heartfelt plea, the boy still shook his head with that morning smile, and said, "It's a pity that I can't do this." Forget, I'm not here now. Guardians of light and justice - yes, that was the case. But now I am a god of struggle against it! ”

"Hehe, it seems like there is too much talking. So, retreat, witch, this will be my battlefield with the godkiller, who must have been waiting impatiently. After answering Erica's question, the young god looked at Zheng Shuanglong with an excited smile on his face.

It was a smile that belonged to a warrior.

Facing the smile of the young god's warrior, Zheng Shuanglong bowed slightly, and the magic power that had been suppressed on his body burst out, and the powerful momentum soared into the sky, and the dark clouds quickly dissipated.

Feeling the battle intent that erupted from Zheng Shuanglong's body, the young man understood that Zheng Shuanglong was ready for battle, so the smile on his face became more and more bright. Seeking defeat, seeking defeat, this is the meaning of this body coming here!

"Wait, Lord King and Divine Spirit, the people of Sardinia have not been completely transferred, can this divine war be postponed for two days? Please give us two days. Seeing that the young god and Zheng Shuanglong were about to go to war, Erica endured the heavy pressure, rushed between the two, and begged.

Buy time. That's what Erica wanted to do, and in fact, the magicians of Sardinia had already made contact with Salupatore, the King of Swords. There are still a day or two before the arrival of the King of Swords, and as long as he holds out until then, the situation will improve.

At the very least, the battle between two god-killers and the three disobedient gods is better than the battle between one god-killer and three disobedient gods, and I don't know how much safer it is.

However, there is the possibility of everything going well in the world, and in the face of Erica's disturbance, whether it is Zheng Shuanglong or the young god, they all frowned. It is a great disrespect and a great sin to interrupt the battle between God and the king.

Perhaps, Erica's pride all along, the pampering that has always been taken for granted, made Erica completely forget that she is not the center of the world, and that everything does not revolve around her.

A beautiful maiden has a privilege, but this privilege is not so great as to let a god or a king accommodate her and make a truce for her.

With a slight stretch of his hand, the thunder sounded, it was the thunder from the goat, facing the judgment of heaven, Erica, who was just a big knight, had to escape, and the thunder driven by the mythical beast goat had already forced Erica to jump up and down, and almost died in the small town of Nasardinia.

And this thunder controlled by the god of disobedience is even more powerful, and a blow is just a blow, which makes Erica understand that if she doesn't escape, she will die, and it is a death without bones. Because of this, Erica escaped. Before the god war started, he quickly fled from this beach.

The terrifying thunder, while directly expelling Erica, smashed at Zheng Shuanglong, which was the judgment of God and the prayer of all beings.

Facing this thunder that condensed the will of all beings, Zheng Shuanglong chanted softly: "In the name of the heavens and stars, the power of the stars." ”

With Zheng Shuanglong's chanting, the stars in the sky shone brightly, and the starlight of the heavens fell from the sky and condensed on Zheng Shuanglong's body. Holding the light of the stars tightly, Zheng Shuanglong, who blasted past at the thunder of the heavens, shouted: "Fist is power, King of the World's fist!" ”

The clash between fist and power, thunder and lightning, the winner is fist, and the thunder is scattered.

At the moment when the thunder was scattered, the boy's figure disappeared.

The delicate body of the beautiful body of the god disappeared, and was replaced by a gust of wind.

It's a tornado! Zheng Shuanglong immediately understood. I've seen it twice, the divine wind that rolls up the divine beast. This is also one of the divine powers of the teenager.

Soon after, the gust of wind turned into a vortex and turned into a tornado. The violent tornado sucked up the seawater of the ocean and turned it into a waterspout, carrying tens of thousands of tons of water pressure and swept towards Zheng Shuanglong. (To be continued.) )