Chapter XXVIII: Development (Seeking Votes)

Fire! Fire! Fire!

The flames ignited in an instant, illuminating everything, and the raging flames spread out in all directions, filling the sky and devouring everything with impunity.

Dazzling flames flew, sucking the fanged and clawed monsters into tongues of fire before turning them to ashes.

In the midst of the black smoke and flames, a clear flash of knife flashed, beheading a Deadpool wailing at the edge of the flames.

The fire that had not yet burned was attached to the famous knife, reflecting a strange black and yellow light, so that Mai, who was already a little deprived of oxygen from the burning, saw the face of the visitor.

The handsome face was cold and cold, and a pair of golden golden eyes were full of tyranny and murderous intent, which made Mai, who had basically lost her combat power, a little frightened.

"It's the little cool brother before, thank you for saving your life, why don't you make a promise to my sister?"

Despite the apprehension in her heart, the female ninja still teased timidly.

The vengeful male god who was bent on revenge ignored her, and just stood with his sword in his hand and panted rapidly. A full release of Jun Yan was a great burden for him.

He should have entered the viaduct earlier.

But the bridge is about 20 meters high, the female ninja has a zipline, and No. 1 can kick a pit on the bridge pier with one foot to borrow strength, which he can't do.

He had to run all the way along the bridge to the entrance of a low flat place before entering the Nibelungen and catching the female ninja.

"Run! Those Deadpools can't be killed. Mai relieved herself and said:

"They're going to get out of the fog."

"Not anymore!"

Chu Zihang firmly cast his gaze on the place shrouded in dense fog in the distance of the viaduct,

"Now, the real war is there, and we don't matter anymore."

With that, he glanced at the tiny scales on the female ninja's hands and neck, and raised the village rain in his hand.

"Don't! Other! I'm not going to turn into a sane Deadpool, it's just a side effect of some power-boosting drugs. ”

The female ninja waved her hand holding the needle in a panic, and with the other hand, she hurriedly pulled her clothes to cover the small scales.

"Anything else?" Chu Zihang snatched the needle.

"This one can still be saved, and if you use it too much, you will definitely lose your mind and become a ......"

"Anything else?" It's still exactly the same cold words, but with a little more impatience.

The female ninja obediently took out two more and was also snatched away, and she wanted to say something, but a sudden earthquake interrupted her.

The bridge was shaking, as if the world was about to be turned upside down......

It's a battle between gods and mortals, a battle between dragons and men, but at the end of the day, it's a battle of two monsters.

The seventy-fifth second of the fight.

The spear tore through the air, purple lightning collided with the emerald spear, and the eight-legged Pegasus tried to bite his foe only to be crushed by a giant man's skull.

The pegasus' wails and howls were met with no mercy from his master, and the knight leapt to his feet, the Eternal Spear entwined with wind and lightning falling like a meteor.

The battle-hardened warrior did not dodge, allowing his spear to pierce his shoulder and poke a hole in the belly of Odin the Man in the Iron Mask with his spear......

The one hundred and twentieth second of the fight.

The giant man's chest was slashed by Odin's claws, and as a large amount of blood splattered, the giant man's short spear also pierced the iron armor at Odin's side and pierced through its kidneys...... If it had kidneys.

The hundredth second of the fight.

Sent flying, Odin tried to throw Gungnir, who was supposed to hit him, but was paralyzed by the lightning chain fired from One's short spear. Number One stepped closer, and the iron fist with all his strength fell into the air, only smashing the bridge and shaking......

The third hundred and twenty seconds of the fight.

Number One stood leaning on a short spear, and he was wounded badly, but eventually pierced the heart of the god with the spear.

It was he who won! The so-called gods are nothing more than that!

Number One laughed generously and laughed, laughing and laughing, only to hear a strange drum beat.

Boom! Boom! Knock knock!

The beat of the drum was slow and heavy, slowly getting denser and louder, and it was only then that Number One reacted, and the drum beat came from the already fallen Odin.

The iron-clad man in the iron mask stood up, and the internal organs that had been taken out returned to Odin's body little by little with the vibration of the drum, and the pierced chest was healed, and the dull golden eyes in the armor brightened again.

Number One rushed up again with his spear......

The 840th second of the fight.

One pulled out Odin's heart with his hand, and the short spear pierced its throat, and the sudden electric spark scorched its flesh, and One also had a large piece of flesh in his abdomen and one leg broken.

The drums beat again......

The 1460th second of the fight.

Number One sat slumped on the ground, no longer a shred of good flesh on his body, almost all of his bones were broken.

Seeing that the rotten flesh that had been spine-drained and half of his head was being reassembled with difficulty not far away, the heavy, slow, and powerful drum beat sounded in his ears again......

"Ah~~~ah!"

He roared, holding the god's spear high in both hands, tyrannically squeezing all his power into it.

The endless thunder light condensed into the short spear, turned into a thunder spear tens of meters long, and shot through the dark night above the elevated sky in the hoarse voice of the first one, and entered the dark clouds of lead.

The thunder spear was wrapped in dark clouds, constantly absorbing the electric charges from the dark clouds, and only the purple tip of the spear was exposed under the dark clouds.

Destruction is coming.

……

At the moment when the thunder spear tore through the night, the old heavenly master and Li Hao, who were originally drunk on the wine table, were startled at the same time, and the two old men who were originally arguing and fighting quickly also fell silent.

Only Lin Lao, who felt panicked and didn't know where the panic came from, looked at a few people suspiciously.

"Just do as you say, Professor Bai."

The white-haired lion was relieved and took out a folding knife from his suit, "I didn't want to have such a surprise today." Great joy, great joy! ”

The large-scale Nibelungen, suspected of being the Dragon King, is fighting against a strong enemy, otherwise it is impossible for the Nibelungen to be unstable.

I can get such a good opportunity to recruit students? There are just two battle-hardened S-class cannon fodder and a traverser Lu San who is still better than them?

I've never fought such a rich fight. If you don't rush now, when will you wait?

The elated Ang looked at the three thugs on the wine table and said excitedly:

"I must go, if the three of you are afraid, it doesn't matter if you go or not."

"Let's go!" The Heavenly Master tore the robes that were in the way.

Ang nodded and looked at Bai Jing and Li Hao.

The white spot nodded,

"Go! But I'll have to make a phone call and talk to Mr. No. 3 Road first. ”

In the end, only Li Hao was left, he weighed the lineup of this team, and felt that some of them were playing, so he also nodded.

Ange was not afraid of Bai Jing's words and did not believe it, and disappeared directly when he saw that several people agreed.