On the already crippled planet, Julius Caesar is nervously gathering men and horses to prepare for retreat.

Even if he had to run away now, he didn't know why he was beaten.

But that didn't stop him from running away.

After all, if he doesn't run now, he won't have a chance.

The miscellaneous soldiers accumulated before, because he escaped too hastily, he didn't care about collecting them.

He only hid the good elite soldiers in the gems, and prepared to take them to other places, intending to make a comeback.

However, before he could retreat with his younger brothers, the coalition forces that had been repelled in the first wave of the offensive immediately launched the second wave of general attack without hesitation.

And the number of gods who came this time is not just a hundred.

Originally, those forces with the heart of the planet thought that this time they were just here to destroy a slightly powerful undead force, and they didn't take the enemy to heart at all.

But after learning that this group of forces actually has a lot of lower gods, even middle gods, silently.

It can even eat a hundred gods in one day.

The rulers of these planets suddenly chuckled in their hearts, and an ominous thought came to them.

To be able to make so many gods quietly, as far as they knew, there seemed to be only one way.

That's how to use the Heart of the Planet, and use the Heart of the Planet's weird infinity to craft high-quality resources to profit the entire race.

The Fire Elves were chosen by the Heart of the World of the Thousand Tree Stars, and the entire race became the Dryad Clan.

The Flying Wing Clan, who were originally just ordinary races, were also chosen by the Angel Star to become guardians, and became the Angel Clan, who now control the power of light.

This is true of the other races, who are more likely to be parasitized by the planetary heart rather than using the planetary heart.

For the sake of their own race, for their own interests, they will definitely do their best to protect the heart of the planet and expand their territory.

This is the inevitable end.

And this Julius Caesar, who suddenly appeared, actually made so many gods silently.

He must be the heart of the planet that controls some death power!

Thousands of years ago, there was a group that used the heart of the planet to gain devouring power, and frantically slaughtered all the surrounding existences until they were wiped out by everyone.

Seeing the strength and arrogance of Julius Caesar at this moment, the leaders of many races almost instantly decided that he was also of the same kind.

And this kind of person doesn't seem to be very friendly, so I can't help it.

The best thing to do in the face of the unfriendly guy is to destroy it in the cradle and seal the heart of the planet that is useless once and for all!

Therefore, the troops of this crusade are surprisingly large, and the various forces can be said to be on fire.

The overwhelming fleet fell, and the dense starlight swayed.

One ray after another of the gods fell from the sky.

And in the midst of these countless gods, a giant sword thousands of meters long slammed down and instantly slammed into the earth.

With just one blow, the earth had already cracked, forming a canyon centered on the giant sword.

The next moment, a roar sounded, and with the smoke and dust surging in the sky, a figure taller than the giant sword fell on one knee beside the giant sword.

Raising his head, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the giant figure quickly got up, raised his hand and drew the giant sword and put it on his shoulder.

Leader of the Giant Star! Oros, the king of war!

"Caesar! Come out and meet me! ”

A roar resounded through the sky, and the clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed by the air waves.

Julius Caesar, who had been shocked by the scene outside, was about to be frightened when he heard this.

He didn't know what the strength of the giant out there was, but he was sure of at least one thing, and that was that the monster was definitely not something he could compete with.

Get out at this time! It's like sending you to death!

The Lord of War, who was standing under the firmament, couldn't help but frown when he saw that Caesar did not respond.

The next moment, he suddenly raised the giant sword above his head, slashed it in a circle, and stabbed it into the ground, and the sword erupted with dazzling fire.

"Since you don't come out! Then the king will force you out! With this planet! Die in the fire! ”

Rumble!

As the blade fell, the flames rushed in all directions with high temperatures.

Before the blade hit the ground, the visible shock wave was already sweeping in all directions like a nuclear explosion.

Buildings were torn apart, mountain peaks were blown down, and even the ground was lifted up several meters high.

Seeing that the greatsword was about to plunge into the ground, it shattered the entire planet with one blow.

A chill suddenly flew in the distance.

The next moment, a loud noise spread in all directions, and the unsteady Lord of War took a few steps back, only then did he use his giant sword to support his body and forcibly stabilize his pace.

Suddenly looking up into the distance, the Lord of War's pupils contracted.

And the black bone spear that hit him and was directly inserted into the ground also spun and flew back at this moment.

There was a loud bang, and the bone spear that flew back upside down was caught.

A resolute man in black armor slowly walked out of the smoke.

A spear was stuck on the ground, and black smoke filled the area for hundreds of miles.

The black giant, no shorter than the Lord of War, proudly raised his head.

"What are you looking for this king?"

The Lord of War held his sword and looked at the giant opposite, his eyes flashing with joy.

He was already naturally warlike, but he really didn't expect to encounter the same huge enemy, which made his heart boil, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was even tighter.

"You're Caesar?"

"Humph! As a king, don't you even know the most basic royal etiquette, and you should use honorific titles to address other kings! ”

Holding a spear and pointing directly at the Lord of War, the burly figure sneered.

"That's right! This king is a skeleton...... Cough! King of the Dead! Julius Caesar! ”

"Hahaha! What a Caesar! Sure enough, it didn't match the name of the emperor! I apologize for my previous unreasonableness! This king is Olos, the king of war! O Emperor of the Dead! Let's fight it out! ”

With a roar, the two giants who stood up to the sky instantly set up their weapons and glared at each other fiercely.

And on a mountain peak in the distance, the jewel in Julius Caesar's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he looked at the two figures in the distance with a dull expression.

Especially looking at the guy who was exactly like himself, he suddenly felt that his head was not enough.

Why the hell is another Caesar here?

Is he Julius Caesar? Who are you?!

The shock of the real thing in the distance, the fake with the black bone gun is completely unaware of it, and will not pay attention to it if it knows.

This guy is indeed not Caesar, but Walcras, the king of bones, one of the four heavenly kings under the command of Gu Erdan.

And the reason why he was able to become exactly like Caesar was because he was wearing one of the two personal protectors of Gu Erdan at this time, the clone of General Slime!