The girl named Demon God closed her one eye.

It's as if the hopelessly filthy harlequin is being removed from consciousness.

And then--

Rumble!!

Trillions of anomalous explosions covered the space between the two of them.

The bones were shattered, the muscles were crushed, and with just a face, Mo Wen's whole person was blown away.

Although he desperately used his right hand to stop in front of him, he could only protect the vital parts, Odin, who was once the supreme god of a series and stood at the apex of Norse mythology, was not something that Mo Wen could compete with now, and Mo Wen even suspected that the Odinus in front of him was stronger than the god king Odin in other worlds, after all, the catalog of magic forbidden books is a high-level plane, and all kinds of weird spells are endless, and no other world has heard of Odin's ability to be 'infinite possibilities', and there is half the possibility of success in doing anything! Compared with the kind of tall Odin, wearing gold armor, riding the eight-legged god horse "Slepnis", and holding the famous gun "Gunnir", the magical girl in front of him gave Mo Wen a headache, at least the former he still knows how to turn his fist on the other party's face, and the latter is difficult for him to get close.

"Damn it! Ten minutes to go! ”

There are still ten minutes left in the time of the arrival of the god seat, and there seems to be another hand intervening in the dark, maybe it is the origin of this world, or maybe it is the evil gods who are haunting them, and in the end, Mo Wen still has to do a fight with Otinus.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and Mo Wen's bones were wailing.

Although Eutinus' magic does not exceed the divine right of the fire on the right in terms of strength, the frequency and coverage of the round attack. The latter couldn't catch up with the demon god in front of him, and almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Wen was smashed by hundreds of magic.

The body slammed into the stone pillar. Mo Wen plowed a long deep pit in the ground.

The continuous, carpet-like bombardment, the Bethlehem Star, which had long been overwhelmed, completely disintegrated in a burst of explosions, turning into countless tiny meteors and sliding towards the ground.

In the pile of ruins, Mo Wen's big head was down, and the whole person was plucked off.

There are seven minutes left.

Stand tall above the sky. The one-eyed Othinus narrowed his remaining turquoise eyes and searched through the ruins of the Star of Bethlehem.

Six minutes to go.

With a murderous look on his face, Otinus slammed towards a falling rock.

Just waved his hand. The boulder, which was two stories high, turned into ashes, revealing Mo Wen behind it.

"Damn it!"

The space behind Mo Wen suddenly bloomed with ripples like water waves, knives, swords, guns, halberds, and all kinds of weapons that shone with gorgeous light shot towards Othinus.

Five minutes.

Otinus wandered through the rain of arrows. I don't see any magic she uses. But those treasures seemed to be manipulated, always a little bit closer, and eventually departed.

There was a faint light in his hand, and a cone-like thing slammed through the atmosphere between the two of them, shooting towards Mo Wen in a whistling sound.

Four minutes.

A bloody light bloomed in the air, and his left leg was broken violently, but Mo Wen reversed the attack that was originally shot at the heart and flew out with the help of force.

Othinus was slightly stunned. Then he swooped down towards Mo Wen.

Three minutes.

It was less than a minute, under the attack of Otinus. That is, after his left leg, Mo Wen lost his left hand again, and his whole body was covered in blood, falling down like a ball of blood.

"Die!"

The light in his hand spread out like a spear, and Otinus looked at the face that was obviously extremely handsome, but disgusted at his own eyes, and stabbed the spear into Mo Wen's heart.

Two inches, one inch, the spear gradually approached the final goal, and Mo Wen's pupils opened slightly because of the biting cold.

Light.

A dazzling light, like a cannonball, shot out from under Mo Wen's armpit, grazed his body, and slammed into Eutinus's body.

The spear shattered, and Otinus was blasted into the sky.

There are still two minutes left.

A succession of light clusters continued to shoot from the ground, like a drum like a muffled sound constantly swept Eutinus's eardrums, in the cannon fire, the one-eyed demon god looked down, across a distance of several thousand meters, the figure of the British Puritan troops was clearly visible, only to see nearly a hundred magicians standing on a huge magic array and constantly outputting their magic power, and then the huge magic power converged on the figure of the middle person, turned into a cannonball and shot towards the sky.

"Think you're going to stop me?!"

Overwhelmed by the attack just now, Otinus's one-eyed eyes spewed sparks of anger, his hands raised in the air, and a ball of light larger than a hundred Puritan magicians appeared.

The next moment, with a wave of his hands, accompanied by a huge pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, the sound of artillery fire on the ground stopped abruptly.

There is still a minute left in the clock.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Otinus pounced on Mo Wen, "This time I see who else can save you!" ”

The distance between the two is getting closer, and at this time, Mo Wen is still intact except for his right hand, and he has almost no ability to resist.

Listening to Eutinus's frightened and angry coquettishness, Mo Wen's blood-stained face showed a smile.

"Not necessarily!"

A blue-white figure flew rapidly from the sky, and the ice-crystal-like wings seemed to cross the distance of space, firmly protecting Mo Wen.

"God's power!"

Looking at the figure with huge wings, Othinus gritted his teeth and spat out three words.

"Do you think that's going to stop me?"

There was a violent bang, and the entire sky was rendered gold and blue.

And the last ten seconds.

The ice crystal wings protecting Mo Wen began to shatter.

Five seconds.

Amid the piercing sound of shattering and countless pieces of broken ice, Otinus appeared in front of Mo Wen, covered in scars all over his body, and even had an ice cube stuck in one of his legs.

Four seconds.

Trying to stop Eutinus' divine power was knocked away by a punch.

Three seconds.

A spear of light appeared in the hands of Eutinus.

The petite soles of his feet stepped on Mo Wen's body, and Otinus raised his spear and was about to stab it.

Two seconds.

"Don't you want to go back to the 'original world'?"

Looking at Otinus, Mo Wen said softly, in the original book, this is the goal that Otinus has to achieve as an enemy of the world.

Slightly stunned, Otinus's spear stopped in front of his eyes, and the sharp tip of the spear was not even a millimeter away from Mo Wen's eyes.

One second.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the next moment Eutinus's face changed.

"You lied to me!"

The spear slammed down.

But -- it's too late.

In the midst of Mo Wen's loud laughter, a huge divine seat appeared in the sky.

Time seemed to freeze in this moment, and no matter how hard Otinus tried, the tip of the spear in her hand could not pierce it.

The wounds all over his body healed at a strange speed, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Wen appeared in front of Otinus intact again, without any magic, even under the interference of the Fantasy Killer, he still stood in the air with ease.

Teasingly pinching Otinus's face, Mo Wen chuckled, "Lady Demon God, it looks like I won this time!" ”

"But thanks to you stopping at the end, otherwise Young Master Ben's income would be much less!"

"Although I am usually unlucky, but in the end, my character is strong!"

Looking at Mo Wen's smug look, Otinus gritted his teeth with hatred, and then heard her open her mouth with difficulty, as if she was under a great burden, and said word by word: "Do you think that you have won for yourself?" ”

An unknown feeling surged into Mo Wen's heart, and he subconsciously looked towards Otinus.

In this still world, there was a slight noise, and the black cloth blindfold on Eutinus's face began to sink inward.

Protrusions filled with red-black liquid slowly flew out of the open eye sockets.

-- It was a spear, and the tip of the spear was not a slender sharp knife like a knife, but a double-edged sword that was forcibly attached to it, forming a wide blade with a reddish-black liquid throughout.

With its appearance, the world in Mo Wen's eyes fell into darkness in the next moment. (To be continued......)

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