Chapter 291: Rebel, Die!
Rumble!
It was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the deafening sound spread hundreds of miles away.
Followers of the Winter God Cult or transcendents could see the magma giants rising from the ground and attacking the Sky Ice Idol with extreme fearlessness.
The extreme cold tried to freeze the lava.
The resulting frost dissipated in the clash of gurgling lava.
The terrifying heat and the frost that freeze all life collide.
A rising white mist rises.
What seemed like a stalemate was something Gustavo knew.
Its ability does not lie in the temperature of the magma, the real killer is the wave method that it has developed by itself.
Boost the energy to the extreme, and use the liquid nature of its own ability to drive the magma at high speed from the bottom up, so as to produce a kind of violent explosive power and staying power.
Wave after wave of magma clashed upwards from fists.
However, the High Priest was no fraction of his age, and his control over power was truly terrifying.
The face of the Ice Statue Lake spun directly, using the whirlpool to fight against the continuous impact of magma waves, not to mention, and dragging Gustavo's magma fist into it little by little.
"Okay, let's see if you swallow me today, or if I blow you up!"
Gustavo roared, and the waves of magma shook upwards from the bottom, crashing into the ice statue.
The vortex rotates constantly, removing all the impact and increasing the suction.
The magma giant's feet even left the ground, faintly being lifted up to the sky by the ice statue.
The high priest didn't say a word, urging his own divine power, and sweat faintly broke out on his forehead, not as easy as it seemed.
At this critical moment of wrestling with each other, the air behind the high priest fluctuated slightly.
The Duke of the Immortal Seed made a move.
It was well timed to carry out a sneak attack when the high priest could not spare his hands and could not be distracted.
The swarthy claws dig straight into the heart.
The high priest did not react at all, focusing on coping with Gustavo.
The cold air suddenly increased in the air, Xizi stepped on the ice, kicked his paw away with a high kick, and then waved his hand, and the strong wind and snow that erupted from the palm of his hand blew away from the opposite side, "I can't let you disturb the high priest, eh~"
Deliberately smiling cutely, her attack was extremely ferocious, and her hands condensed in the air into ice spears and shot forward.
She knew that she was inexperienced in fighting, so she used the amount of divine power to carry out crazy attacks.
Constantly attacking, thousands, tens of thousands, there are always some that can hit the enemy.
She is not afraid of exhaustion, as long as she stays in a cold place, her divine power will be replenished.
On the contrary, in an extremely hot environment, divine power cannot be replenished from the outside, and will even be suppressed by the heat.
That's why the high priest jumped into the air.
Only here can he form an icy environment where his divine power can be replenished.
On the ground, it is easy for Gustavo's magmatic power to affect the temperature.
"Gustavo, King of Monsters, I would like to ask you again, would you like to participate in the trial of the God of Winter and get the opportunity to advance to a higher realm?"
The High Priest ignored Xizi's battle and once again extended an invitation to the downwards, it was a pity to kill such a powerful king.
"How can a king be subservient to others!" Gustavo still refused to give up, urging his energy with all his might, regardless of the damage, so that the flow of magma became more rapid than one wave.
With the thought of burning the jade, its attack caused the whirlpool on the surface of the ice statue to grow larger and larger, spreading to most of its body at once.
The high priest's blue eyes seemed to glow with lightning.
The huge ice seemed to suddenly crack, and countless pieces of ice turned into cold air, gathering on the surface of the high priest's body like a flock of crows returning to their nests.
The six-winged ice wings spread out behind him, and the white robe on his body turned into ice-blue armor, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, exuding a more terrifying power than before.
Long blond hair flutters in defiance of gravity.
It is not so much that he is fighting for God, but that he is the god descending from heaven at this moment, "Whoever rebels against God, die!" β
The six-winged ice wings flapped, and the ice-blue light emanated from the ice shield to the surface of the body, forming an impermeable shield.
The body resolutely rushed towards the magma fist, as if falling into the surface of the sea with a constant undercurrent.
Wave after wave of ferocious power slammed upward.
The ice-blue light shield fended off all attacks, allowing the High Priest to pierce waves of magma like the tip of a pencil inserted into tofu without a pause.
Straight down.
Gustavo was shocked and directly pulled out the magma in his right arm, "Roar! β
A black-red energy light wave condensed from his mouth and shot forward.
Chirp, the space shattered, and the energy light wave hit the high priest, his face was cold, and he waved the divine sword in his hand that froze everything.
The moment the energy light wave that was enough to shatter the space touched the sword body, the invisible energy was also frozen into icicles.
The cold air spread along the light wave towards Gustavo's mouth.
The huge head froze into ice, and the magma inside gurgled and swirled, trying to dissolve the ice.
The high priest did not give it a chance to thaw.
The Winter God Costume is his strongest attack, temporarily killing his own body to ensure that he can withstand more of the Winter God Power.
If you use it for too long, it will cause irreversible damage to the body.
Secondly, it will become very brittle on its own.
Without absolute ice shield protection, the galloping wind could cause his head to peel off his neck.
It has to be done quickly.
The six-winged ice wings flapped, and the High Priest seemed to teleport into Gustavo's sight.
Raise the Excalibur in his hand and snap.
Gustavo's eyes widened, I was going to die at the hands of imps?!
Unwilling, furious.
However, a flash of ice-blue light sliced the massive magma giant in half from top to bottom.
The cold air erodes into both halves of the body, causing the liquid magma to turn into solid ice.
"King!" The Duke shouted, and an ice spear pierced its abdomen.
Xizi landed beside it, stroked her cheek with one hand, and said, "It's not good to be distracted." β
With that, the Duke had turned into a lifelike ice sculpture.
She patted it lightly, and the other's head split from the neck and fell to the ground.
Boom, the tiny head certainly couldn't have caused such a big movement, it was Gustavo's body that smashed to the ground, shattering into a cloud of ice.
The king of monsters across three civilizations, with the ancient stubbornness, can only be eliminated by the new era.
The High Priest stared at the debris all over the ground, exhaling heavily, the Winter God costume disappearing, a wound cracked on the back of his hand, and cold blood slowly flowed out.
He gradually brought his body temperature back to normal.
"High Priestess, you are so powerful, when will I become as powerful as you?"
Xizi ran forward with a smile on her face.
The frost on the high priest's face faded, and he said in a low voice, "As long as your heart is pious enough, you will have a chance to take over my position." β
"Haha, I don't dare to think of that kind of thing." Xizi hurriedly waved her hand, indicating that she had no idea of getting down.
With a roll of her eyes, she looked at the western sky, smiled and said, "What should they do?" β
"Leave them alone."
The High Priest had long been aware of the prying eyes of transcendent beings other than believers.
The movement is so big, how can the human side not send someone to check it.
But he didn't care, he just wanted to build the altar further and transform the environment suitable for the arrival of the god of winter.
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City of Dawn.
This is the name of the first city in the Shura realm.
Fujiwara Ryustring jumped in the shadows one after another, and finally emerged under the shadow of the towering city gate.
This massive wall of more than 50 meters divides the eastern land into two worlds, the inner and outer worlds.
A staggered mix of magic and formations is mixed with the surface of the wall.
From the air to the underground, any attempt to invade the interior will be detected and counterattacked.
Without obtaining a large number of monster corpses, it would not be easy for people to achieve a defense of this scale.
Fujiwara Ryuxian shouted upwards, "Arie-chan ~ trouble opening the door." β
The people of the watchtower recognized him as him and opened a trace of the city gates.
He slid in, and the door closed again.
The situation is urgent, Fujiwara Ryuxian still hasn't forgotten the mouth flowers, "Aili-chan ~ next time I have time to drink tea together~"
"Get out!"
It was the middle finger that responded.
Ellie's strength is not as good as him, and she doesn't have any identity background, but she won't give a good face to this kind of person who just wants to prostitute for nothing.
Fujiwara Ryuxian smiled, his body melting into the shadows, and hurried towards the city hall.
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There were not many people sitting around the empty round table.
Most of the things that have nothing to do with Shiraishi can be decided by a few small groups, and the power of the Seven Imperial Families is somewhat stained with Shiraishi's light.
Fujiwara Ryuxian came out of the shadow of the stone pillar, his face was no longer a trace of distraction, and he said solemnly: "The situation is not good. β
George didn't speak.
The grumpy Master of the Void urged, "It's not good, it's not good, you said what happened to the sudden burst of energy!" β
"The high priest occupies Perth, where the king of the East is located, and it is estimated that he wants to have a sΓ©ance here."
Fujiwara Ryutsushi truthfully told the news he had discovered.
Everyone present was shocked.
George's eyes sank slightly, he was still here to study how to break through to the ninth realm, the high priest had already taken the lead in breaking through to the ninth realm, and even killed the Eastern King Gustavo alone?
"How is that possible!"
Peter roared, subconsciously wanting to deny the news, when did the Ninth Realm become so cheap, "He won by numbers?" Or is there some unique means? β
"Strength, he killed Gustavo alone, and the number of terrifying Winter God cultists was preparing for sΓ©ance in that land."
Fujiwara Ryutsushi recalled the scene he had seen earlier, and fear inevitably grew in his heart.
The collision between the ninth realms, the power of the outbreak was so terrifying, it was almost about to destroy the heavens and the earth.
Even Fujiwara Ryuxian, who was hiding hundreds of miles away, was frightened.
"It's really surprising news, the crusade must be led by Mr. Bai to have a slight possibility."
The eyes of the pure void real man showed a trace of confusion, and he didn't know if it was necessary to continue this crusade.
Shiraishi is strong.
The high priest who killed Gustavo alone is obviously not weak.
Moreover, the high priest was not an ordinary person......
George said in a deep voice: "I can only ask Mr. Bai to come over and discuss what to do." β
"Hmm." Fujiwara Ryuxian nodded, and his body reintegrated into the shadows.
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Shiraishi's residence in the City of Dawn is small, a small European-style western-style house with two floors, with a courtyard and swimming pool.
The second-floor balcony extends outside, casting shadows to obscure the doorway.
Fujiwara Ryushin did not break into it directly and rang the doorbell politely.
Jingle bell, no response.
He continued to press.
"Jingle Jingle Bell~"
There was still no response from inside.
Fujiwara Ryuxian chuckled in his heart, not because he was worried about any accidents, but because he was afraid that the other party would not be found.
He blended into the shadows and slipped out of the couch inside into the hall, "Shiraishi-san! Shiraishi-san! β
Shouting twice, the living room was deserted.
Snap, he slapped one hand on his forehead, with a distressed expression on his face, and sighed: "I really hope that Baishi-san has some recognition of his status." β
But that's impossible.
Fujiwara Ryuxian lamented, contemplating the whereabouts of that person as he retreated into the shadows.
He quickly returned to the City Council Hall, peeked out of the shadows behind the Sky Master's high-backed chair, and reported, "Shiraishi-san is not at home, and neither are the Kami-Nagi.
I suspect it's a trip to the United States. β
Master Kongkong frowned, "Trouble, if the High Priest takes advantage of this time to kill, won't we have no ability to resist at all?" β
Arthur spoke: "The top priority is to send someone to the United States to get Mr. Bai back, without him in charge of the overall situation, it will be difficult for us to compete with the high priest." β
"Not bad."
George nodded in agreement.
If you're a monster, you don't need to worry too much.
Those monsters have lived for so long, and their brains are still not very good, dividing their territory like wild beasts to survive.
If you don't actively invade their territory, you won't take the initiative to attack.
The high priest is different.
George and the man had a honeymoon together, and because of this, it was clear what kind of character the High Priest was.
If you are not targeted by the high priest, you can be safe if you don't take the initiative to get in.
If you keep an eye on it, the problem can get quite tricky.
"He shouldn't do anything else until the sΓ©ance is over, and after that, it's hard to say."
"Now the question is who to send? And can you guarantee that he will return on time? Peter wondered.
George took a deep look, this guy looked reckless and cold-blooded on the outside, and his calculations in his bones were no less than anyone else's, "Only trouble Miss Hanama." β
In fact, Gao Liujing can too.
It's just that he couldn't grasp what Gao Liujing thought, so he simply sent others there.
"I'm going to have to bother Mr. Fujiwara to run again."
George had a gentle smile on his face.
Fujiwara Ryuxian smiled bitterly: "I've long been used to it.
However, it is not easy to operate in today's United States by relying on Hanama alone. β
"Then I'll take a run."
Master Empty replied.
Fujiwara Ryuxian didn't respond, still looking at George.
"Innocent and real." George didn't want to delay himself getting stronger.
Qingxu let out a breath helplessly, someone must come forward to dedicate, "Then I will also go with you." β
"Okay, then I'll go inform Hanama and say goodbye."
Fujiwara Ryuxian bowed, choosing to retreat into the shadows.
Rather than setting out to find Shiraishi.
He even wanted to ask Hanama if he could contact Shiraishi.
When he was at the bar earlier, Fujiwara Ryukan seemed to have seen Hanama Kiku's contact with Shiraishi by some means.
If you're in a different space, I don't know if that kind of thing will come in handy.
He wasn't sure, so he didn't say in front of them, first finalize the plan that didn't work, and then ask Hanama Chrysanthemum for clarification.