After the thunder and rage, the three cities fell silent.

There is no dazzling color in the sky;

The earth has no land, and the mountains are shaking.

Everything seems to have happened nothing.

A great magician of the refined dark system escaped into the darkness, his sword like a scythe of death, cutting off the head of a banshee, he suddenly sensed something, and suddenly turned back.

A wave of heat rushed in his face, forcing him out of the darkness.

Looking at the world again, the magician's pupils shrank!

What kind of world is this?

Is this an abyssal hell?

I saw that outside the city of Twitt, it had turned into a sea of dark red magma, the magma was viscous, slowly flowing, and scarlet for thousands of miles!

The dense sea of the undead was swept away, and I didn't know where to go.

There were only three or five high-level undead, still struggling in the magma, just carbonized bones covered with cracks, indicating that their lives were short.

A cold wind blew, not extinguishing the hot earth, but it brought up countless white powders, which were sprinkled on the walls, on the soldiers, and on the shields of the magicians.

Finally swept into the city, like a sandstorm.

Disgusting, horrible, yet exhilarating!

"Click!"

A crisp sound made noise on the battlefield.

Countless people followed the sound and looked, only to see the remains of the Titan that had almost entered the city, and the huge skeleton suddenly cracked open and disintegrated.

The bones like the pillars of the sky, if the sky dome collapses, large pieces fall down, like a natural disaster!

That's a natural disaster under a natural disaster!

On the city wall of Twitt, countless people were dumbfounded by the scene in front of them.

Including Dundanelle!

In addition to the shock in his heart, he also had a deep sense of happiness, glad that he did not refuse the mission of the God of the Internet at the beginning, otherwise this scene might have befallen Willis.

But who are they who are in the midst of the shock?

In Edgar, the same scene is unfolding.

It's just that unlike the bone meal that fills the air with Twitt, what wafts over Edgar is the tempting smell of meat.

Outside the city, millions of corpses were ambushed, and viscous magma engulfed floating corpses.

It looks like a piece of meat sunk into red bean porridge in the microwave.

The aroma is fragrant, the eyes are full of hatred, and the heart is horrified!

The magic god Bessie's pupils dilated as he looked at the scene in front of him, and the hand holding the dragon bone staff trembled uncontrollably.

Because she couldn't feel the joy of the fire element from this catastrophe, this is not magic, this is the power of God!

The power of the god of the internet!

The Ares Legion is still the same, and it's the same outside of Harold.

The only difference is that because they are soldiers of the god of life, there are quite a few soldiers who have survived on the battlefield.

However, sometimes life is better than death.

Taute felt the "boiling" liquid in his body, and the extreme pain made him want to die immediately!

But the endless vitality hung his life again.

He could only howl miserably, enjoying the pain.

Of course, he was not the only one who enjoyed this pain, and on the huge battlefield, there were cries of pain and begging for death everywhere.

"Take me home - please!"

Taute reached out and grabbed the sky, where there was a priest of life high above.

They are all the most favored race of the god of life, the elves.

A mournful wail, floating over Harold, pulled people out of despair.

At this moment, the horror went straight to the depths of the soul of every living being.

"Long live the god of the Internet!"

At some point, someone shouted on the walls of the Kver wall.

Immediately, the cheers echoed over the three major cities like a tsunami!

No one sees the god of the Internet, but everyone knows that it must be the god of the Internet.

Because only He can perform miracles!

He is the only one who will shelter the people of Kerville!

"God of the Internet, this blow has depleted your essentia, right?"

An irrepressible rage came from outside Edgar.

30,000 black laborers, 10,000 regular troops, almost all of them were destroyed by the blow of the god of the Internet!

This loss is simply painful to the soul of the god of war.

"You can try!"

The sound of Gujing without waves swept the audience.

In the ancient castle of the Deep Sea Divine Palace on the main plane of Ville, the rest of his life was covered with frost.

The God of War guessed correctly, this blow almost consumed sixty percent of his essentia reserves!

In other words, it's almost impossible for him to land a second shot.

Forcibly fighting, he will be extremely dangerous when he runs out of essentia!

But Yu Shengan had to use it, which was both a siege relief and a scare tactic.

Now the two sides are fighting with guts!

It's up to anyone who dares to bet!

Yu Sheng'an didn't dare to gamble, so he prepared a back hand.

When the battlefield was quiet, a scroll of pictures suddenly unfolded in the sky of the three major cities.

In the picture, puppets rush into the village and slaughter them wantonly.

The sky-high flames ignited from the huts and granaries, rolling up black smoke and ashes in the sky.

Countless people fled in terror, but as soon as they broke out of the village, they fell into a bottomless pit.

There are still wooden thorns buried in the pit.

What's more, he hid in the night fragrance car, blended into the city, and committed crazy crimes.

The high-level players who have no worries, stimulated by the video played by Yu Sheng'an, have completely awakened the violent gene!

The ears echoed from time to time, making them in a trance, and everything in front of them was a game.

When killing becomes a game, is there anything more terrifying than that?

The picture broadcast over the city completely shattered the military spirit of the god of the underworld and even the god of life!

"No—"

In the rear barracks of the god of the underworld and the god of life, countless soldiers were in an uproar.

Some people see their own cities and villages from the picture.

Others have even seen their own loved ones slaughtered, just as they did Kerville.

Originally, the god of the Internet had completely destroyed their morale with a blow from heaven, but now when they saw their hometown slaughtered, everyone was completely panicked.

"I'm going home!"

"God, please, let me go back, my wife still has a big belly. ”

Countless soldiers pleaded, and there was already a faint appearance of bombing the camp.

At this moment, the morale of the god of the underworld, the god of life, completely collapsed.

"Whew-"

The sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops sounded outside the cities of Twitt and Harold.

A huge teleportation array quietly towered out.

In the face of a complete collapse of morale, the god of the underworld and the god of life decisively chose to evacuate!

In fact, the moment their soldiers saw the teleportation array, they were completely crazy, and they couldn't even maintain the formation, and frantically rushed towards the teleportation array.

"Don't let them go, kill!"

"Revenge!

"For Kerville!"

"For the gods of the Internet!"

At this moment, the Kerville soldiers and magicians erupted in shocking anger, and countless people poured out of the city.

On the dark red magma, a stone bridge emerged, which was earth magic.

The high-level magicians can't wait to throw magic from a distance!

An ice spear tore through the air barrier, piercing the back of Taut's head with precision, the tip of the spear peeking through his left eye socket.

Tao Te, who had finally calmed down the boiling liquid in his body, stared at his only remaining right eye in amazement, and knelt straight on the ground in the face of the teleportation array.

"Tauter!"

His comrades-in-arms, frightened and anxious, pounced on him, trying to save him.

But Taute knew that it was in vain.

He could feel the favor of the God of Life, and the endless life force!

But it was as if there was a gluttonous monster entrenched in his skull, frantically devouring his life force and making him unable to make ends meet.

Taute grabbed his comrade's arm, stared at him with his only remaining right eye, and said, "Go home for me and tell Belinda, I'm sorry, I ......"

Before he could say anything, Taute trembled, grabbed his comrade's hand, and fell down suddenly.

Endless magic missiles smashed into the ground like a wash.

Taot's comrades-in-arms could no longer care about Taot's body, and rushed into the teleportation array with rolling and crawling.

This day will become an eternal nightmare in his life!

The god of the underworld, the god of life, is gone.

But the god of war was unmoved.

"Courage!"

The cry that tore through the sky suddenly erupted.

The remaining 30,000 black laborers and 30,000 regular soldiers marched in unison towards the magma land that still exuded the aroma of barbecue!

The immortal war spirit condensed out, and turned into rolling loess, paving the way for the warriors to advance.

Looking at the rest of the audience through the perspective of God, his pupils shrank suddenly!

The heart is as if it is being fiercely grasped by the god of war, almost suffocating!

Why doesn't the Scheming work against the God of War Legion?