The giant red dragon, which was somewhere between a god and a demon, extinguished the light on its surface.

The shimmering red metal scales were cracked and charred in large areas at this time.

The realm of crime and punishment is receding. Below Konstantin, the Legion of the Immortals was still chanting terrifyingly high-risk spirits, their voices high-pitched to the extreme.

They were the pinnacle dragon slayers of all eras. Among them are martial emperors, nameless assassins, wandering poets, and solitary hermits......

They are not necessarily kind and righteous people, and their reputation cannot be passed on to future generations, but their strength is beyond doubt.

Odin used alchemy to deprive them of their independent minds and all glory, but further strengthened their bloodline and regenerative abilities.

Constantine has always maintained the royal domain of the first generation, repelling and weakening all the power of words, but the Legion of the Immortals can use words to shatter it head-on.

The giant sub-species in the sky was facing Konstantin, its blue-black maws biting at scorching flames. He was once a noble prince of bronze and fire, but he had forgotten his monarch.

In the midst of the brutal, excited dragon's roar, two withered bone wings slammed into the dragon's side, and the King of the Corpse Guardian's blood bit down on the dragon's shoulder blades.

The two dragons fell at the same time, shattering the deck of the Sumeru Seat and sinking into the sea, beginning a fight until the death.

"Blackie, come on! I'll leave this big one to you. ”

That's right, the name of the King of the Corpse Guard is Blackie.

The King of the Corpse Guard is probably the defeated general of the White King, because of his strong body, he was fortunate to be made a guard dog by the White King.

The name Xiao Hei is a bit subtle.

Luo Yin opened a blue spear that he didn't recognize, stabbing with all his might, and the movements were like flowing water, penetrating into the heart of a heroic spirit.

In the system's detection interface, the weapons used by these people are at least level 8 alchemy items, which are almost the same level as a single Seven Deadly Sins sword, and each has a large number of stories behind it.

In his lifetime, he must have raided Odin's lair.

"Konstantin, don't stop!"

Konstantin's facial muscles, which were dizzy from the explosion of the spirit of words, twitched slightly, the third vertical pupil in the center of his eyebrows suddenly opened, and the dragon's blood entered a boiling state.

"Lao Kang, let me know, have you found a way to fight Kungunir?"

"No, it's not that simple."

The slightly cooled and faded metal red dragon burns again, the recycled metal melts and restores in the blazing fire, and the internal gear connecting rods transmit infinite power to every part of the body.

Luo Yin's last smile suddenly disappeared.

"There's no way, are you going up and looking for death? You continue to fight, I went to organize the retreat. ”

"Luo Yin! If Odin succeeds in devouring the Water King, we will never have a chance to defeat him again! ”

"Oh, you said the one who was still crawling on the ice, it was a corpse. It has no brains, and the cocoon inside has already run away. ”

Konstantin's sword swing paused for a moment. He was a little choked.

Does this mean that they, including Odin, were all deceived?

"How do you know?"

"No comment, that's the way it is."

Luo Yin used the Origin Realm to block a ball of lightning, and swung the Sky Cong Cloud to slash a large sword into the gap.

He completely dispelled the idea of exploding blood, and Yang Shou mattered. Luo Yin kept stabbing out the intimidating Sky Cluster Cloud, tearing through the encirclement of the Heroic Spirit Legion, planning his own escape route.

"Together, we forced Odin to throw the holy spear, and the rest of the men went and killed him. Even if we can't kill Odin, there is still Lu Mingfei. ”

"Lord Dragon King, Lu Mingfei is a nerve knife! And if we go together, there's a fifty percent chance I'll be killed by the Holy Spear. ”

Fifty percent? Sancheng can't do this!

Luo Yin had personally experienced the fatalistic effect of Kungunir, and the holy relics that had lived for tens of thousands of years died without any resistance.

In his eyes, only remote control of the dragon body is a more reliable solution.

Konstantin charged towards the sky in the face of the golden meteor shower that erupted with the holy spear. Half of the Heroic Spirit swooped down to attack the Secret Task Force that had fallen into the Deadpool Ocean, and half continued to chase the massive Red Dragon.

The Dragon King looked at Luo Yin who landed on the Sumeru Throne from afar. He began to command legions of corpses that appeared out of nowhere to rescue people in deadly crisis.

Konstantin silently sweared. Looking at Odin, who was only slightly injured in front of him, and the heroic spirits gathered around, the dragon king gradually came up with the idea of retreating.

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Lu Mingfei held a riot shield in his left hand and a tungsten steel alloy knife in his right hand, and the pigs surged forward in the pile of Deadpool.

But the is endless. No one can count how many Deadpools, thousands, tens of thousands, are in this Nibelungen. They keep waking up from the ground, waving their claws at all living things.

Xiao Lu looked at the black tide of Deadpool, and a strong sense of powerlessness was born in his heart.

Even though he has become much, much stronger, he still can't shake the scales of war.

After the appearance of the "island", all their communication with the outside world has been cut off. The academy is probably organizing a large number of rescue teams to go to Sumeru at this moment, but they may not survive until then.

Every moment someone is dying, blood is flowing, blood is burning.

He, his generation, had never experienced the smoke of the battlefield. The whole world was torn in half, revealing the horrible, bright red stuff within.

Lu Mingfei continued to rush deeper into the Deadpool group, ignoring the call behind him.

Go all the way to a place where no one is looking, and then hand over 1/4 of a life. This feeling is very unpleasant, very unpleasant, like admitting to the little devil that he is weak.

Power itself is neither good nor evil. Strong and weak, war and peace, people are equally hungry for power.

A nearly six-meter-long snake-shaped Deadpool ran over the bodies of his "companions" and pounced on Lu Mingfei with a wave of bone claws.

The tungsten steel knife slashed hard at its bones, but it got stuck in it, and it was difficult to move for a moment.

A man and a snake entangled, rolling on the cold deck. Lu Ming's non-iron pincer-like hands pressed against Deadpool's wrists, and he roared and pressed his shield against Deadpool's massive body, trying to violently crush its bones.

Deadpool popped out his long blue-black tongue, and Lu Mingfei only had time to turn his head to dodge, and the tongue stuck to the side of his face.

The corpse guard licked him, realizing that it didn't taste right, and a trace of struggle appeared in his pupils. It then struggled to the side, continuing to attack the emerging Deadpool.

Lu Mingfei sat on the deck, touching his face stained with corpse saliva, his expression a little dull.

The feeling of soaring through the clouds. A one-man-long black sword pierced through his combat suit and flew with him to Sumeru Platform 1.

More than twenty black swords shuttled through the battlefield, not harvesting lives, but saving.

"Everyone gather on Offshore Platform 1, don't scatter your forces, don't evacuate by boat, don't try to retrieve Gu Long's body! Check out the messages sent by Norma now. ”

"Everyone ......"

Luo Yin's voice resounded throughout the battlefield on the loudspeaker.

Norma's message was simple. Tell everyone which are the corpse guards, and don't attack the corpse guards. This is the message sent by Luo Yin using the black card.

The corpse guard with a limited IQ can roughly understand Luo Yin's orders, and only attacks Deadpool and the sea snake. But if they are attacked violently by people, they will still kill the attacker.

At this time, seventy percent of the living people had gathered on Platform 1, and Susie was still rushing to the scene, using the sword to "salvage" the lonely.

Odin's sudden arrival has caused chaos in the action team, but it is slowly regaining its rhythm.

But at the same time, the 9 Heroic Spirits also noticed the direction of the crowd and surrounded Platform 1 from the sea.

Luo Yin smiled and grabbed Uesugi Yue's arm. Don't worry about your broken French town, this one you always have to fight.

Eri Uesugi who has a bug speech, Chu Zihang, a man who is a dragon king, Caesar who has just awakened for the second time, and a retired actor. Oh, and a tortoise.

Plus him and Susie. Except for the headmaster who did not participate in the war for unspeakable reasons, eighty percent of the most powerful dragon slayers of the current generation are here.

With such a team, it is not impossible to press all these heroic spirits of the old era back into the coffin.

"Matur, you're in charge of covering the engineering team and deploying all the remaining bombs.

Caesar, Lancelot, please defend against the bombardment of the Spirit of Words with your dragon body. ”

Luo Yin glanced at the sky. If Konstantin died, he had to go on top.

The retreat was definitely going to retreat, but he was going to run away with most of the people. Let's take it one step at a time, starting with cleaning up these living dead.

Susie descended to the platform under the tug of the sword, bringing back the last of the lonely. The rest of the people are also gathering here and starting to organize a revolt.

The girl's face was covered in sweat at this time, but her hands holding the sword were still steady.

"It's like the end of the world. But fortunately, at least you don't have to face the end alone. ”

The sword was unsheathed, the sword trembled, and the muscles contracted and trembled in excitement.

Flame of the King, Indra, Vortex, Kingship, Vampire Scythe......

All kinds of powerful and terrifying spirit spirits erupted at the same time, and the light and flames of word spirits poured and mixed with each other.

Every speck of air in the range is squeezed out and emptied, and the four elements are chaotic into the palette of the oil painter.

The power of the Spirit of Words has not completely ceased, and the Heroic Spirits have swarmed through the scorching light and attacked the modern dragon slayer with ancient weapons.

There is a devil's mirror between them. The mirror reflects the past and future selves, mixing the souls of humans and "heroic spirits".

In this kind of group battle, the potential of the Sword Emperor was completely unleashed.

Susie alone is an army, and the flying black swords are entangled and attack each Heroic Spirit.

And in the air, Eri Uesugi broke through the bloodline suppression, and the terrifying power of words and spirits was completely released.

Wherever her fingers struck, the vapor froze into ice, and the fog cleared, and even the light seemed to be breaking.

Chu Zihang burst into blood, but Luo Yin didn't follow.

He'd only used it once in the depths of the ocean, and he didn't have a dragon king in his head to help stabilize his bloodline. It's time for Uncle System to reflect on his ability to work.

The rest of the blood blast time must be used against Odin.

……

Konstantin's physical strength was running out, but he still couldn't force Kungunir's lore.

Odin could kill him just by besieging him with the help of the Heroic Spirits.

Do you want to give up here?

Will Odin, who obtained the body of the Water King, immediately discover the truth of being deceived, and will he kill everyone at that time?

Konstantin was a little choked in his heart. The Bronze and Fire veins have been in exile for thousands of years, and his race has withered, but he has not been able to stand up and share the pressure on Norton.

At the same time, Odin's strength is increasing day by day. This seems to be only a small part of Valhalla, but it is enough to fight the Dragon King.

Odin's imaginary enemy when he built Valhalla may not have been a primordial like him at all.

The red dragon roared and pounced on a heroic spirit, and Konstantin used his anger to dispel distractions in his brain. The more he hesitated, the closer he was to death.

The battle on Platform 1 was at a stalemate. The Legion of the Immortals, controlled by alchemy, has no concept of death.

They just hurt, heal, and reunite again. The Heroic Spirits have shown a high degree of cooperation, and they seem to have an unknown method of communication with each other.

There is an even more terrifying speculation. Maybe they are the same mind manipulating, like a chariot and horse cannon on a chessboard that is driven arbitrarily.

Luo Yin's frequency of looking at the sky gradually increased, and he couldn't help but confirm Konstantin's situation every once in a while.

The Corpse Guard Corps doesn't know if they'll be able to clear out countless Deadpools. If the fighting here drags on, the situation will be completely rotten.

Just as the red dragon was hit and fell, trying to take off again, a pale storm tore through the sky.

A shadow that was too fast to observe pierced the six-winged dragon like a blue cicada and returned to its master's hand.

Li Wuyue pulled out a wooden spear and violently crushed the little dragon. Whatever the reason, such betrayal bloodlines must be removed.

Individuals who rely on speed will only have an absolute sense of powerlessness in the face of faster speed.

Li Wuyue flew past the red dragon and gave Konstantin a very subtle look.

Unabashedly murderous, but with a touch of strange, thanks?

Luo Yin saw the weapon in Li Wuyue's hand, and his scalp was numb.

It was a wooden spear, almost indistinguishable from Kungunir, which had lost its flame-clad coat.

The only difference is that there are a few young green leaves growing on it.

He can't stand one kungunir, two?

【Mistetine】

The most mysterious and ominous weapon in Norse mythology.

Baldel, the god of light, was blessed with no weapons to harm him, but he was eventually killed by a harmless mistletoe.

That mistletoe parasitism is in some legends the image of a sword, the sword of silver mistletoe Misteltin.

But its true form is a wooden spear with one end sharpened, and leaves growing on it, as if it were harmless to humans and animals.

All of them, without exception, trembled physically. Why is Li Wuyue here, is he an ally of Odin?

If the Wind King joins the fight at this time and besieges them together, will there be any survivors here?

"Odin."

Li Wuyue looked directly at the gods, and her dark pupils were as depressed as the deep sea.

"Tell me who you really are. Are you my countryman, or did you kill Him? ”

The Wind King stared at Odin and threw out his ultimate question.

Odin didn't respond, and Li Wuyue lifted Mistetin over her shoulders.

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