The deep red dragon reverted to his Wisconsin form, and he stood silently with his hands down. $.. Blood flowed from wounds all over Wisconstin's body, staining the tattered clothes black. A portion of the blood pools onto the fingertips and drips into the dirt. Amundra shook her head, not sure what to say. With Wisconstin's personality, now he needs not comfort.

The cold light broke through the sky, and the light of the indestructible lake fell in front of Wisconsin, deep into the ground. It made a clear sound, calling out to its owner to regain its grip.

Wisconstin's gaze moved slowly, lifeless in his dull eyes. He took two mechanical steps and raised his hand to pull up the indestructible lake. Amundra sighed and put the saber in its sheath. At this time, Wisconsin suddenly remembered something and glanced at Murphy, who looked back expressionlessly, and then pointed to the east. Wisconsin nodded, and the fever spread, and a red dragon appeared in front of Amundra. The red dragon violently flapped its wings and shot into the air like an arrow. Amundra brushed away the dust stirred up by the dragon's wings, looked at the sky and smiled bitterly:

"Don't give up, this kid...... But it's okay, the real trouble is about to begin, and it would be better for you to go farther. ”

At the same time, dozens of bright lights suspended in the air began to approach. Because Ciric and Heim have done their best to bring the battle to a fever pitch. Their weapons collided with each other, sending out visible waves of shock that spread out in all directions. The rocks within 100 meters collapsed silently and turned into powder. Ciric and Heim flocked into a fierce battle in the air, violently shaking a huge arcing pit under their feet.

As far as Ciric was concerned, it was not his intention to fight with Heim. But Heim pressed forward step by step, and even showed a strength that was not inferior to Ciric. This confirms that Heim is a ruthless character who is deeply hidden. Also explained. He was desperate.

Ciric struggled to cope with Haim's attack. I found myself unable to grasp the situation. Before you know it, a whirlpool of chaos is quietly taking shape. The gods have descended, and those who have already come are hiding in the shadows and waiting for the opportunity to move. They all coveted the power of Ciric and Heim, licking their tongues like hyenas, waiting for the time to share the carrion.

In just a glance, Shirek saw Bane, the god of tyranny, and several of the main gods of the elemental realm. They are the strongest of the gods, on the same level as Ciric. In a one-on-one situation. Ciric thinks he has a chance to win. If you have to face several at once, then running away is the best option.

"Damn it!"

With a hateful curse, Ciric continued to meet Heim's frenzied onslaught. In such a bad situation, Haim dared to fight to the death, presumably he must have a reason to persevere. The same is true of Ciric, who is playing his part in a bold plan. The only thing that caught Cirek off guard was Heim's rash challenge.

In the fierce staggered sword light, Ciric and Heim advanced or retreated, and occasionally were knocked out. The range within 100 meters has become a dead zone. The high density of divine power destroys all matter. The range continues to expand, signaling that the two gods are investing more and more power. They didn't use spells. Because there is simply no room to do that.

Interestingly, Shirek did not use his clerical powers. He is in charge of murder, lies, intrigue, fraud, and illusions, and is supposed to be able to turn his opponents around and deliver the fatal blow in the unthinkable. But as an eye that never sleeps, Haim is able to see through everything that is not real. In terms of clerical abilities alone, Haim was like a natural enemy tailored to Ciric.

On the other hand, the platinum dragon god Bahamut, who had regained his full form, was suspended in the air and spread his wings. In addition to the original huge dragon wings, there was also a pair of transparent wings that were cast like crystals quietly stretched out, and then burst into dazzling light. The magic array on the ground then activated, causing waves of energy to roar through it. Bahamut remained motionless as if he had been nailed into the air. He opened his mouth slowly, and a white-hot beam of light shot out.

"I've heard that in a battle a hundred years ago, Eoham wounded one of your eyes. Haven't your eyesight recovered yet? Maybe we can change the way we play that doesn't take advantage of you. ”

Fernando shrugged, seeming with some regret. The beam of light had just passed through the air several meters away from him, and there was no need to dodge at all. It took more than ten seconds before the sound of an explosion could be heard in the distance. Fernando looked back in surprise to see a dragon with five heads and colorful patterns flying out of the incandescent firelight. Bahamut stared at the dragon mockingly, then spat out a beam of light again.

With a terrible wail, half of the five-colored dragon's wings were blown to pieces by the beam. He snapped out a string of incantations, teleporting away before the next round of attacks arrived.

"Uh, Tiamat, the five-colored dragon god...... If you choose the wrong time to join in the fun, you deserve to be unlucky. ”

Fernando smiled awkwardly, then reached out and met the third beam aimed at him. The beam of light immediately disintegrated, bursting into dozens of filaments a few meters from the palm of the hand. With the snap of a finger, the filaments converged on Fernando's chest and turned into a slightly quivering ball of light. Fernando folded his palms, crushed the ball of light, and said with a smile:

"Looks like you don't know me at all, Platinum Crawler. I am the Lord of the Flames, Fernando. I can handle anything related to high temperatures and high heat, even your dragon's breath. ”

Bahamut roared furiously, and the pair of transparent wings behind him suddenly changed color. Waves of cyan shockwaves emanated from him, abruptly altering the gravity around him. Fernando let out a long laugh, finally feeling that the battle was a little challenging. He tried to get closer to Bahamut, and found that the closer he got to him, the stronger the gravity was on him. Within a small circle around Bahamut, there has even been a spatial collapse.

"It's kind of interesting, I like it. ”

When Fernando said this, an anomalous change in gravity affected another battle. Will the Lich and Naraku, who were fighting with magic, shook at the same time and slowed down their changing gestures. Naraku, who was at a disadvantage, let out a sinister laugh, and he finally waited for a chance to turn the tables.

In an instant, a high-purity divine power shield appeared around Naraku's body, forcibly isolating the effects of abnormal gravity. He stared at Will, who couldn't move, and with great effort, he struggled to move his hands and began to prepare a terrifying spell. Because death alone cannot destroy the Lich, it is an existence beyond death. Although Naraku's spells have a divine nature, for the sake of safety, he chose one of the pinnacle achievements of devastating spells, the Great Collapse.

Naraku was sure that if the spell hit the target, Will would die completely. No one knew that this Great Collapse Technique had developed new properties after Naraku's continuous improvements. The realm of death controlled by Naraku is immersed in the core of the spell, giving the spell the ability to transmit the power of death to the recipient, while destroying the recipient's ** and soul, as well as all incarnations, regardless of the effects of spatial distance.

"Die!"

Naro roared when the spell was completed, declaring her victory. His face was hideous, and his withered skin was folded inch by inch, like a zombie in flux, enough to scare the faint of heart to death. A black, dull prismatic body then appeared in front of Naraku, wrapped in a golden rune meaning death in the center. Just before the prism was about to be launched, the heavens and the earth suddenly solidified into black and white.

"Finally made me wait, it's quite difficult to kill a true god. ”

Will nodded, grunting under his breath. He looked a little tired from stopping time for the second time today, and only began to cast the spell after staring at the Great Collapse for a few seconds. Naraku couldn't move in the still flow of time, and could only watch Will cast spells. As Will recited the incantation, Naraku's pupils narrowed. He had figured out what Will was going to do, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.

"Remember, this is the magic technique, the spell reversal. ”

After chanting the incantation, Will said with a smile. He pointed to the Great Collapse Technique, which was done the moment time began to flow again. The Great Collapse Jutsu immediately changed its trajectory and flew backwards, crashing into Naraku's chest. Naraku hissed and howled, shouting before it gradually disintegrated into ashes:

"You don't have enough reserves to destroy my divine power, have you?!You've been waiting for me to make a move before borrowing a knife to kill!"

"That's why I've been playing with you for so long. ”

Will waved his hand leisurely and said goodbye to Naraku. Before the head was disassembled, Naraku roared:

"I remember you, Will, Lord of Ten Thousand Laws! I will come back from the astral plane, death will not bother me!"

"I don't expect much from that. ”

Will saluted gracefully, watching the last bit of Naraku's clothes disappear. At the same time, the starry gods in the distance suddenly launched and approached in unison. Naraku is dead, leaving behind an ownerless divine power and divine power. For the gods, this is the tastiest bait in the multiverse. They gathered together rapidly, slowing down when they approached each other at a dangerous distance. The gods stared dead at a black mist floating in the air, with several bony claws sticking out from the depths. This is Naraku's legacy, and it is also the form of divine power and divine power in the main material plane.

"It's mine!"

Suddenly, a phantom streaked through the air, taking the black mist with it. Not far away, it manifested itself as the Lord of the Dark Sun with a wound on his shoulder, Ciric. Cirek laughed and raised his hand to the god of guards, Heim, who was clutching the black mist. Heim let out an angry growl, he had been half a beat slower and had missed the opportunity.

"I'm a veteran of the theocracy. ”

Ciric triumphantly announced that the black mist in his hands was rapidly shrinking in size and gradually being absorbed away. The rune symbolizing death appeared in the depths of Ciric's pupils, and he looked down at Heim and sneered:

"Come on, let's start the second round. (To be continued.) )

(Zilang Literature)