Bursts of rays and fireworks erupted in the vacuum, and Babloshka's mechanical legion struggled through the furious spells.

The Governor of Bablushka looked more and more ugly.

The strength of the two is very different. Balcomon didn't seem to care about the effect of the Twisted Curse on him, instead unleashing forbidden magic, even strengthening his body and speed altogether, turning into a meteor and slashing freely through his endless sea of weapons.

Trying to crush the opponent with numbers, Balkomon will repeat his old trick, directly grabbing a planet, using it as a shield and weapon, and smashing it straight towards Babluska.

Pure pragmatism.

Balcomon despised the intricate chanting, and didn't care about using precise calculations to trigger a chain reaction that detonated the other step by step, he only believed in his pure magic and fists.

If you can't hit with one punch, then enchant and punch again. If one enchantment is not enough, then add a million-fold megapower.

A million times is not enough, then repeat it a million times!

"Wha! Babulushka! What are you holding back?! ”

Balcomon's evil laughter pierced through the starry sky, and he stepped on a 100-meter-tall robot, smashing his toes through the other's energy furnaces, allowing the flames of the nuclear explosion to burst - it didn't matter.

The twisted curse on his body would devour it all for him, but the more he used his power, the more terrifying the twisted momentum became.

Bablushka couldn't help but say:

"Balcomun—aren't you afraid of being swallowed by the curse of the Abyss when you abuse the power of the Kappa Tier so much?"

"Devouring? It's just death! ”

Balcomon didn't care about the curse on his body, and the twisted curse also distorted his thinking personality, and he cracked his mouth open, revealing a cruel and crazy smile:

"Hahaha! So what, all people are born to die! or die in depression, or die on the battlefield. ”

The twisted will plunges Balcomon into an endless. He was so excited that he wanted to kill himself and get out of hell again.

"My life is not yet the turn of the curse to end me!"

Balcomon raised his hand and slowly pulled out a staff from the void, the staff was quite long, and the purple crystal at the top was also distorted, emitting a distorted light and shadow of fangs and claws.

"Come, Babulushka, reveal your curse too!"

He grinned cruelly, his skin porcelain, and twisted his staff.

The next moment, a sharp purple magic light blade instantly popped out from the tip of the staff.

"The so-called mage is a martial artist who is good at killing people with magic weapons."

Bablushka was silent.

The other party has already opened the demon soldier, and he doesn't care about the curse at all, and no matter how timid he is, it is not a question of winning or losing.

Rather, it's a question of whether he can go back alive.

"Mother of the Night, send down your kindness and wish me to go forward."

He opened his hand and teleported a massive army of sacred weapons from the subspace, these intelligent mechanical creatures were blessed by the gods, draped in white robes, like devout believers, kneeling on one knee, and prostrating themselves on pilgrimage to the chanting of incense and scriptures.

Babloshka's skin grew porcelainous, his eyes spitted with golden shards, and the golden plumes gathered like a storm, and countless fleets and war machines quickly deconstructed and gathered towards him.

【Séance】

"O Mother of Night, let your kingdom come, and your will be done on earth as it is in heaven."

Bablouska's body was reshaped by heavy mechanical reconstruction, turning into a mechanical giant that spanned thousands of kilometers, his body was as white as ceramic, inlaid with the runes of the night moon, and the blue-purple radiant light jetted from behind him spread all the way from this end all the way to the outside of the river system, like gorgeous butterfly wings, which could wipe out most of the galaxy with a single swipe.

It's just that his body has become distorted and terrifying, and the aura of religious holiness on his body has been distorted, making his body bizarre, and if he is reflected in the water, he will be dragged into the abyss at any time.

"The abyss is always calling to us, luring us down with its blessings and cursing us from leaving. Even if you leave, you can't use all your strength, and if you use it a few more times, you may be dragged down and never be able to leave again. ”

Balcomon carried a staff like a sword, and said leisurely:

"Governor Babuluska, you say, are we seeing each other on the Galactic Eye Battlefield or in the Realm Abyss?"

"Arrogant, you are enough in hell!"

The mechanical giant god incarnated by Babloshka stretched out his hand in an instant, and various types of turrets and weapons popped out from every inch of his skin, and the devout mechanical monk sang and blessed his cannonballs.

"Holy! Night Butterfly Cannonball, reloaded by Mother Night! ”

"Holy! The divine artillery is accurate, and the vengeance cannon is loud! ”

"Holy! The missile is agile and the Mother of the Night guides it to hit the target! ”

A dense barrage of rockets and plasma shells covered the stars in an instant, and even on the White Candle Star 3.4 light-years away, a swarm of meteors could be seen, divine blessings gave weapons mysterious powers, mechanical slaves reloaded diligently, their procedural logic dictated by religion, selfless dedication, fanatical work, for Babloshka to squander their mechanical power.

【Automated Cast】

[Access to Mithra.com: Access - Acquisition - Excess Spell Grid]

【Arcane: Super Rainbow Streamer】

Balcomon narrowed his eyes, he just dragged the spell knife and swept it at random towards all kinds of bombardments that came at him.

The superabundance of magical energy unleashed by this blow will reach the Azure Star in 460 years, and the people at that time will have to use close defense cannons and magnetic field shields to counteract the torrent of magic that spans a distance of 460 light years.

If they're lucky, they might be able to get a whole bunch of spellcaster talent as a result of this torrent of magic.

But that's another story.

Because, this is just the result of Balcomun's first swing.

If it is said that the Zeta Ladder (6) is an earthly deity for mortals.

Then the Kappa step (10) is the gods of the abyssal starry sky.

Those who are stronger than them are all fighting in the lower abyss, and those who are older than them are all cowering in the narrative-level civilization.

Only the Kappa level is the top powerhouse participating in the fight in the abyss!

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Bang!

The waning moon's face was held down by Li Aozi, and under the powerful power bestowed by the [bloodline], Li Aozi smashed the back of his head into the ground with an absolute overwhelming advantage.

As the blue tentacles continued to absorb the information elements, the original indifferent face of the waning moon gradually cooled down.

"—what's going on?"

He said coldly:

"The information in my body has been reduced to dimensionality, and it is impossible for you, as a three-dimensional being, to decipher the information in the one-dimensional space!"

Li Aozi didn't answer, he continued to extract the genetic information in the other party's body, and there were many excellent designs in the body of the waning moon, which was the improvement of the breeding equipment that he had accumulated over the years, and it contained a large number of technical crystallizations.

Now, they're all their own.

[Extraordinary Gene Extraction Completed: You have obtained 27 million Gene Fragments]

[Your body completes the completion and your attributes increase.] 】

[[Sustainability: Love Hunting] Activation]

[You have accumulated 91 points [Charm]]

The basic [Charm] breaks through the 300 point mark, plus the 30% income increase of [Sustainability: Love Hunting], and the Godhead provides 180 main attributes.

Li Oz's [charm] finally benefited and quickly soared to 570 points!

At this point, the gap between the Waning Moon and his [Charm] attribute quickly narrowed, and Li Oz was no longer crushed by the [Waning Moon] Ao's ability.

The time for his counterattack has finally arrived.

570 points of [Charm] are converted into 570 points of [Strength] by equal amounts of [Bloodline].

At this point, he didn't need any skills.

(End of chapter)