God Tier!

In Isengard, countless beings look up to the existence.

But at this moment, Li Zhen looked at the Gale King and couldn't help but beat the majority.

The powerful recovery ability of the god level has become an obstacle for him not to die quickly.

The head was cracked, and an ordinary creature was already dead. But now Kui's brains are constantly bubbling out, and the breath on his body has not weakened at all.

The emerald green fingers were inserted directly into the brain, clutching tightly, as if to pull some creature out.

His mouth was still chattering and shouting, his body twitched violently, his eyes swept wildly, and every time he saw a living being, his feet kicked backwards sharply.

"Father...", Maria struggled desperately, but her hands were tightly bound by the battlemage.

This woman, although there is a trace of the unique gangster spirit of the wasteland, is still an immature little princess in front of her father.

Who isn't?

Li Zhen sighed, if the King of Gale Wind was his father, I am afraid that he would be even more unbearable than Maria now.

"Li Zhenshu, please, save him!", Maria cried out heartbreakingly, all he could ask for at this moment in the vast wilderness was Li Zhenshu.

Li Zhenshuo glanced at the battle mages around the altar, the neat team was not a little noisy, for the chaos caused by the Gale King, the old battle mage only showed a trace of disappointment when Li Zhenshu was not assassinated, and the rest of the time, it was all Gujing Wubo. "Don't be afraid!", Li Zhenshu sighed, he didn't want to get involved in these, but he still couldn't help but lean in, maybe he instinctively thought that Maria was his friend, "I'm your friend!", Li Zhenshu stretched out his hand kindly.

Touch!

"No!"

Before he could get close, he was directly slashed by the sharp palm of the Gale King, and the oily green brain pulp fell down along the wrist.

"Boss!", Hein asked with concern.

Li Zhen shook his head, "It's just a little blood, it's fine." ”

This time he didn't come any closer, but walked towards the group of cold battle mages, who seemed to have gone mad.

Buzz!

The old battle mage was still reading the scriptures he didn't understand, and he didn't react at all to Li Zhenshu's insertion.

"What the hell is going on with him?", Li Zhenshu always felt that he couldn't get rid of the battle oath.

The old battlemage didn't answer, but the chanting was much louder, and around him, every battlemage began to chant the same verse aloud.

Buzz!

Li Zhen trembled his head and felt dizzy, as if he had been hit by something heavy, and suddenly returned to the era of jumping off the building.

Strange memories are revived in every cell.

"Lee!", Cassel called to him.

The soul that was about to disappear reappeared in his mind, as if it was about to return to the realm of nothingness.

Airplanes!

The head was dizzy again, and the eyes were dazed, as if covered with a piece of frosted glass, which could not be seen clearly, and there was a bustling shout in the ears.

Li Zhen shook his head violently, and instantly sobered up, still in the wasteland, the white bone altar still existed, the old battle mage was still reciting the scriptures, and Kui's brain was still flowing.

"What happened to me just now?", Li Zhen trembled out from the edge of the altar, but the ancient scripture seemed to be imprinted on his soul, repeating it at the base of his ear.

"Boss, what do you want to know. Hein was very earnest, but his face was inexplicable.

"What just happened?"

"Didn't you just come back after looking around the edge of the altar?"

"I didn't speak?"

"No, I don't. ”

Syllable!

Li Zhenshu raised his arm and slapped himself suddenly.

It hurts!

But the confused picture in front of him disappeared, and he found that he was still in front of the altar, and he didn't go to Hine at all.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?", Hine quickly stepped forward to support Li Zhenshu, full of concern, "Sit down and rest for a while." ”

"Just now?", Li Zhenshuo wanted to ask, Shengsheng stopped, looking at Hein, his lips instinctively squirmed, as if he was ready to answer Li Zhenshu's question.

"Didn't you just now be at the altar? Although Hein's face was confused, his answer was vague at all.

On the wasteland, there is still the whirring sound of the wind and waves, as if to celebrate the arrival of spring.

Li Zhenshu touched his cheek, it hurt a little, and glanced at Hain again.

"Did I faint?"

"Hmm. Hein smiled, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, maybe I'm tired. Standing up and turning around silently, he suddenly felt a little pain in his body, and a dagger went straight through Hein's chest, and the sound of blood ticking was unusually clear.

"Hein!"

Li Zhen's heart was twitched by the fierce man, and he looked at the owner of the dagger, Daisy?

Li Zhen trembled and couldn't imagine it.

Bang!

Another dagger pierced Hein's chest.

Hold on to Daisy, Jay?

"I didn't expect it to be me, Li Zhenshu. Jie smiled calmly, and the bones of the laughing person were numb.

How could it be him?

Li Zhenshu's heart was very painful, if it was said that the most sorry person in this jade trial was Jie, he was very good, but he was involved in the trial trend.

It's just petrification, it's not fair to him, and if all goes well and the Emerald Trial is over, Jay will become a slave of Naozu and break free from the shackles of Isengard.

Illusion!

Looking at Jay's increasingly distorted face, Li Zhen suddenly laughed, he finally knew why Kui had gone crazy.

It's not Wren's spatial banishment, the real culprit is the group of battle mages.

An ancient mantra that seems to have a heart-wrenching effect.

The more you care about something, the more it will be infinitely magnified.

Hine is the business genius that Li Zhenshu admires the most, and he also has an irreparable regret for Jie's death.

Thinking of the two names that popped out of Kui's mouth, Maria and Su Li, it was obvious that they were the women he cared about the most.

Smack!

Li Zhen kept giving his mouth to himself, this can be regarded as his explanation to Jie, since it has happened, even if he is wrong, let him drain it like a river.

Jay is innocent, but in this world, who is not an innocent person.

"Goodbye, Jay!", a full nine slaps, like an elegy.

The chill of spring landed on him, and Li Zhen knew that he was back, and he was still standing in front of the old battle mage.

The old battle mage's voice calmed down, and the sudden rise in his pitch was clearly answering his question.

"Please, let me go!", Kui was still clutching his head desperately, half of his brain was like a broken watermelon, scattered on the ground, and the green brain was not much different from the stinky patina.

"Lee!", Maria stared pitifully, just wanting an answer.

"I'm sorry. Li Zhen said softly, maybe only he could hear this voice, as soon as the wasteland came out, it was blown away by the spring equinox on the wasteland.

The spring breeze may be colder than the cold wind, making this territory bleak and silent, and there is no sign of the recovery of all things.

Mary fell to the ground in despair, her fingers still dripping blood, moaning, wheezing, and finally trembling.

At the door of the Whale Tavern, the wandering clam prince did not move, but only slightly squirmed his lips, as if he also wanted to beg Li Zhenshu to keep his lover, but in the end he still did not open his mouth.

Regarding the fate of this princess, he approved of Li Zhenshu's choice.

The battlemage's chanting continued, for a day and a night, and the shouts of the Gale King finally stopped, and only sporadic brains were on top of the hollow head.

The body trembled a few times from time to time, and it was completely dead.

"Let me go, please, let me go!", the corners of his mouth were still repeating the same words, as if inheriting the thoughts of his life, and he wanted to repeat this sentence.

Li Zhen walked over and closed the other party's hideous eyes, he had seen too many deaths, but the fall of such a god was the most painful for him.

Creak!

The dead shell began to crack, and a little bit of pale green blood oozed out of the skin and shot directly into the altar.

Ahh

In the wooden cage, the imprisoned gods wailed in unison, desperately trying to escape from the wooden cage.

Bump! Bump! Bump!

The battle mage took out the wooden nails that had been prepared long ago, and along with the soles of the god-level slaves, and nailed the palms of his hands to the wasteland.

God-level slaves struggled desperately, and the faster the blood flowed.

In the center of the Bone Altar, the calm pool of blood finally began to boil.

The boiling blood qi is like a mirror, reflecting a dark space, and in the space, a figure is smiling faintly.

"Roland!"