As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The dismembered pieces of metal were not pieced together again, as expected, but were changed more drastically. He Jinshui's mouth was so frightened that he couldn't even say a word. The six pieces of metal scattered were the limbs, head and torso of the Overlord of Tongtian, and under the entanglement of black dead air, each piece of metal began to deform and stretch, each of which turned into a smaller metal war puppet, and let out an angry roar at the otaku in unison.

He Jinshui was shocked, rubbed his eyes again and again in disbelief, and finally figured out that he was not dreaming. He thought to himself: "Damn, everyone is going to become King Kong, is this a magic or science fiction world, don't play like this!"

Each of the six metal war puppets looks similar to the Tongtian Overlord, but the body is a few sizes smaller, about three feet tall. They were all as black as iron, beating their chests with their bare hands, and they were provoking each other.

"Grandma is a bear, Lao Tzu is a strong general, are you afraid that you will not succeed!" He Jinshui didn't say a word, and instantly took out the spider statue and released the Silver Moon Spider. In an instant, the exaggerated size and explosive power erupted, instantly attracting the attention of the enemy.

To the otaku's surprise, the old thief-like spider was a little uninterested in the face of provocation. It just poked its head out and roared twice, and after finding that it was too cold around it, it instantly retracted its eight long legs into its abdomen, revealing only a few pairs of compound eyes looking around, looking very listless, and even wanted to shrink into the otaku's pocket to sleep.

"Lazy guy, let's get to work!" He Jinshui smiled, patted the other party's head with an iron palm, and threatened the other party not to back down, otherwise he would ...... Hmph.

"Come on, let's see who is more ruthless than who!" He Jinshui stretched out his middle finger and raised it high, sending an invitation to war towards the other party. He was so confident that he would blow them up again, and to make sure he killed them, he even resorted to an artifact he had received from the Vampire Count: the War Shackles.

I saw that after the exaggerated huge shackles descended from mid-air, they instantly turned into an invisible light, and after quickly connecting the bodies of He Jinshui, the Silver Moon Spider and the six monsters on the other side, the light flashed. The otaku seemed to feel that the lives of the two warring parties had been connected. Only when one of the parties is completely annihilated can it be re-unraveled, otherwise no one can leave here.

He Jinshui and the Silver Moon Spider stood side by side, and the small stones in the sky also maintained the appearance of a giant radar, constantly shining the golden sunlight from the sky, providing valuable energy for the otaku;

"Yinyue, you deal with the two on the left, and give me the remaining four!" He Jinshui gave the order, and then he took the lead, jumping high and jumping towards the metal war puppet opposite.

Under the control of the black dead air, the four giant war puppets were of different heights and shapes, watching the otaku jump over unscrupulously, with an angry light in their eyes, they jumped into the air with a loud shout in unison, and rushed towards the other party's lightning, completely looking like a hooligan who punched the master to death.

The otaku is in the air and can't bear the force, and it looks like he's about to suffer. At the critical moment, the five fingers of his right hand were bluffed, and thin silver threads erupted, instantly wrapping around the body of the monster in front, making it unable to move. Then he let out a loud shout, and with both hands he pulled the silk thread vigorously and spun the unlucky man out of the way, and after two high-speed movements, he rattled his companions out like spinning tops. Eventually, the thread in his hand broke, and the tied metal puppet flew upside down, smashing into his companions.

The fellows were annoyed, struggled to their feet, and in annoyance tried to surround each other from all sides, and opened their arms to pounce. He Jinshui laughed, immediately rose into the air, twisted his waist and spun in mid-air, and used a whirlwind leg, with a 720-degree spinning flying kick, hitting the heads of these guys one after another, kicking them all out.

He then fell to the ground and slapped his face in satisfaction, feeling that the other party was nothing more than that.

The other two metal war puppets of the Silver Moon Spider have already exchanged hands. This old thief was not interested in the cold winter, so he had to steal and play tricks, paddling and making soy sauce. Its most useful weapons are silver wire restraint and metal liquid ranged attacks, so it tries to avoid hand-to-hand combat, relying on its mouthparts to spray out non-stop, and it seems to be busy all the time. The filaments and liquid clumps in its mouth flew over in a steady stream, causing the two guys on the other side to scramble.

As a means of counterattack, the two metal war puppets flanked the Silver Moon Spider one after the other, cooperating with each other as if they had been comrades for many years, and even taking advantage of the other party's attacks to launch sneak attacks. There were also a lot of scars on the opponent's huge body, and even two of the spider's long legs were torn off. However, the Silver Moon Spider is strong in its body, and it has the repair ability of liquid metal, completely ignoring the wounds on its body, and its combat power output has not been affected at all.

On the other side, He Jinshui's battle with the four metal giants entered a white-hot stage. He was surrounded by four people in the center, and had to rely on strange skills and ingenuity to gradually gain the upper hand. In the confusion, he grabbed a monster by the foot and neck, spun him like a stick, and smashed it at the other guy who had killed him. As a result, the two war puppets couldn't dodge and collided with each other heavily, instantly arousing blue arc sparks, and they collapsed together and couldn't move. The black dead qi was instantly pulled out of the bodies of the two monsters, lingering around the metal bodies, as if they had entered a state of repair again.

Hou Jinshui planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but by the way, he ended up with the other two, but his waist was suddenly hugged. "Let go, you dead glass!" he roared, grabbing the metal arm with both hands, trying to break free, but the other party threw himself to the ground, punch after punch hammered on the back of the otaku, and the pain almost spurted out of a mouthful of old blood.

"Banana, you Ballet!" He Jinshui was heartbroken, and he went crazy in an instant. He struggled and rolled over, his back facing the air to break free. Then he pounced on the opponent's body, knelt on his chest with both legs, grabbed the opponent's neck, clenched his right hand into a fist, and blew the opponent's head with only one punch, and at the same time pierced a large hole in the hard frozen stone platform under his feet.

The last guy's killer move also arrived, and it jumped high and clawed its five fingers and grabbed at the back of the otaku. At the critical moment, He Jinshui felt the wind in the back of his head, and was shocked, grabbing the puppet under his feet without grace and rolling around again, blocking it in front of him with his back.

With a "poof", sharp claws plunged into the steel body of the metal war puppet, instantly tearing off the opponent's metal organs, forming a large hole. He Jinshui shouted, and his right palm turned into a knife, with a dark red high temperature that was enough to melt metal, and thrust towards the monster pressing on his body.

Under the dual effect of sharp edge and high temperature, the otaku's right palm entered the opponent's body without hindrance, instantly penetrated out, and then drilled into the chest of the monster that was desperately attacking him, instantly wearing the two monsters into sugar gourds.

"Get out!" He Jinshui contracted his legs and kicked hard, kicking the two guys who were wearing together hard with a bang. They collided with each other in the air, and when they landed, they overlapped with the two war puppets that had fallen to the ground earlier, forming a four-man Arhat.

The battle between the Silver Moon Spider and the other two metal puppets is over. It cunningly used its spider silk to bind the two poor worms tightly together, and then swung its forearm like a knife, tearing off their limbs in an instant, and slicing them into a stick.

"It's obscene, it's funny, but I like it!" He Jinshui walked over with a smile, grabbed one by one, and joined the previous overlapping four-person group, and finally formed a six-person Arhat, squeezing each other, completely unable to move.

"Look at my brother's methods!" He Jinshui kicked his feet, and his body flew into the air like an arrow from the string. Then he turned the soles of his feet up, his left arm to protect his chest, and his right fist clenched into a fist, and with a loud and loud noise, he fell from the sky and slammed into the stacked arhats on the ground, shouting excitedly: "Pegasus Comet Fist!"

He Jinshui's voice was huge, and his whole body glowed with light and crashed down like a comet, and he instantly embraced the ground enthusiastically. His body weight of more than 100 tons was transformed into gravitational acceleration, and then gathered on a small point the size of a fist, and the terrifying pressure generated swept from top to bottom, cutting the bodies of six Arhats in the blink of an eye.

He Jinshui screamed and howled wolf in mid-air, all the way down like killing a pig. The ground shook violently as his fist pierced through the metal puppet and slammed into the hard, frozen ground, and the earth splattered and cracked a large hole, plunging all sides into a massive crater. And the remnants of the bodies of those poor fellows fell into the pit with a bang, and they all lost their combat effectiveness.

Hehe, He Jinshui triumphantly patted the dirt on his hands, stood up, and watched the group of guys on the edge of the pit finally calm down, and his heart was a little calmer. What made him uneasy was that the black dead air still lingered around the metal war puppet's body, showing no sign of dissipating at all, as if it was still struggling to recover its original body.

"Grandma is a bear, cut the grass without roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again!" Lao He touched the back of his head and felt a little regretful, and said secretly in his heart: "It's a pity that Lao Tzu is not a magician, otherwise a fire will burn these monsters clean, where will there be so much trouble!"

What he didn't know was that the Lich Commander Ahsan had gone to great lengths to collect the metal that made the Overlord of Babel. It took him nearly a decade to find the right metal, a magical substance that could memorize and restore his body, and it took him tens of thousands of soldiers more than a decade to create three formed overlords. It is no exaggeration to say that even if this huge metal war puppet stands still and allows a human grandmaster-level mage to cast spells at will, it will not be able to damage a single bit. Even if the human god wants to destroy the other party with magic in battle, it will not be an easy task.

He Jinshui looked nervous, his eyes wide open at the metal residue under his feet, and a feeling of uneasiness swelled in his heart. Until now, the shackles of war have not lifted the battlefield restrictions on him and the Silver Moon Spider, not allowing them to leave here, obviously the group of metal bumps are not dead, they are still desperately trying to recover their bodies, and there is a possibility of counterattack at any time.

I don't know if it's his luck or not, this group of restless guys is really as he expected, after suffering such a devastating blow, they still use the power of black death qi to forcibly repair their bodies again at a speed visible to the naked eye. Perhaps it was because they sensed that their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced after they were scattered, so the six body fragments were re-condensed and connected under the structure of the joint metal, and once again became the huge metal war puppet, the Overlord of Tongtian. The giant monster quickly opened its eyes, stared at the otaku deadly, and stood up again with a proud expression, looking down at everything beneath its feet.

What made He Jinshui even more unbearable was that his powerful thug, the Silver Moon Spider, finally couldn't stand the cruel cold here, and became a deserter very unjustly. Of course, it can't really leave under the effect of the shackles of war, but when it turns into a spider statue and falls at He Jinshui's feet again, the otaku doesn't know that the other party is complaining and dissatisfied. He smiled bitterly and put the statue in his pocket, no longer forcing it to fight. After all, insects all need to hibernate, even if he forces the other party to fight, in addition to attracting resentment, the opponent's strong strength can only be exerted less than fifty percent, and the effect it can play is not great.

"But how do I have to make a move to completely destroy that monster?" He Jinshui suddenly fell into deep thought.

He sighed, thinking that in this polar top, cursed land, even divine grace and fighting qi could not be used, and the skills of professionals were severely limited, and it was not a simple matter to kill this mass of gas that could be seen but not touched in such an external environment, how to form a substantial blow to this mysterious gas?

He watched the black gas in front of him vaguely carry the roar of animals, spinning and flying on the metal fragments, as if with resentment towards himself, firmly and persistently awaken the overlord of Tongtian again and again, when a bold idea suddenly appeared in his heart, thinking that this black gas does not carry a soul, it is a living thing, right?

Thinking of this, He Jinshui patted his thigh excitedly, and said secretly in his heart: "Hell, it must be like this! This black gas must be alive." Hmph, if there is life, there must be a soul, and I have the power. ”

Thinking of this, the red light flashed in front of He Jinshui's eyes, and he reached out and pulled out a strange long sword from the dungeon space and plunged it into the hard frozen soil. I saw that its whole body was about seven feet high, and the blade and the hilt of the sword were connected together, like a key, and the whole body emitted a strange black light. If you listen closely, you can hear the roar of a dragon.

After thousands of years, the Garuda Sword, the divine weapon that sealed the soul of the Black Dragon Patriarch, has finally reappeared on the battlefield! )