The thrilling blazing white light continues to converge and merge in the way that a hundred rivers return to the sea.

"What's that! Who used the Sky Strike just now? ”

"I don't know, I didn't feel any reaction in the city-state!"

In the flash of burning the sky and the earth, the Celestial Wing Species guarding the city-state fell into a chaotic and chaotic situation.

The Creator's order was for them to go with Abontehuim, and to refrain from attacking until they reached the battlefield, and now this sudden Heavenly Strike meant that it was the Celestial Wings who caused the all-out conflict in the first place, and from this point of view, such actions and rebellion were meaningless.

Soon, however, the confusion was quickly quelled by the unusual number.

The combined technique of tens of thousands of salvos was a miracle that could only be achieved by increasing the size of the current Celestial Wing Species by about nine times, but their owners had stopped creating the Celestial Wing Species many years ago.

And combined with the current intelligence, someone soon understood the truth.

"It's ...... The Elkia Alliance took the initiative to declare war on the attack. ”

"The only one who can imitate the Heavenly Strike is Ji Kai, and that group of stunts is a waste material for monkeys to imitate."

Azriel, who had mastered the situation, flew forward, a menacing smile on her face.

"Ahh......h Dare to do such a small act of looking down on people, just iron filings! ”

Although far inferior in numbers, Azriel was not half afraid.

Although the combined attack of the machine Kai species was not inferior to the original god-killing act of the Tianyi species, in the final analysis, it still could not be called the full strength of the Tianyi species.

The gap between the basic qualities of the two sides is too great, and the reason why the heads of the Jikai species are of high value in the Tianyi species is only because their form of living in groups is extremely threatening to ordinary hunting teams.

When the Wings do emerge, there will be no enemies in this world that can make them feel afraid.

But don't take it lightly, because the real main force of the other party has not yet emerged.

Looking at Roland, who was gradually rising into the air in his perceptual magic, Azriel desperately suppressed his instinctive screams and quickly gave instructions.

"Raphael, lead the Nine Wings, against the battleships that may launch a medulla explosion from the goblins, and all the remaining ones will be attacked, and Sarakiel will take all the ten to eighteen wings to prevent the ...... of the forest elves as quickly as possible."

Although arrogant, the strength of the Skywing Species is also all-round, from combat intelligence to impromptu response.

In their daily hunt where they used the entire planet as their backyard, there was also a lot of hidden information that was analyzed.

Even Azriel was a little surprised by the power of these weapons, but that was all, the Pulp Explosion could theoretically kill the gods.

But as Okan laughed at himself, the enemy is never a target that will stay where he is, and even the best weapons must be thrown at the enemy's head to be effective.

Azriel spread her wings and shouted.

"The rest of the wings will join me in unleashing a heavenly strike to crush this group of scrap iron pseudo-canons!"

The machine will call the reproduced technique a pseudo-canon, and the self-created one is called a canon.

The difference between the two words of authenticity is enough to show the advantages and disadvantages of the fake, and a fake cannot beat the real thing, and Azriel is very sure of this, after all, there has never been a sword bone in Disbod.

With Roland's mysterious character, it is impossible to take the pseudo-pawn of the machine Kai species as a must-kill, and it is estimated that there are still a lot of hole cards hidden, and this blow is likely to be just some kind of omen.

But now he is not the time to be alone, no matter what kind of conspiracy he is hiding, he only needs to use his strength to wash away the shame of the last time.

But at the moment when Azriel confidently raised her hand high, ready to guide the union of the techniques, she suddenly saw Roland in the distance also raise her hand.

That exact posture made Azriel's pupils suddenly shrink to the size of a pintip, and he watched as the brilliant light like a galaxy of stars converged, setting off a broken qi with an indescribable sense of coercion.

No one was more familiar with that gesture than Azriel.

It was a peerless blow from the god of war who had put all his strength into it—that is, a divine strike.

Even if the races that are best at killing have their own trump cards, and even a single shot is enough to destroy the entire continent, they will still be overshadowed in the face of this terrifying divine skill.

Not to mention that it was just by detonating the marrow explosion that did not activate the power of the divine marrow, even if all the divine spirit species of those divine marrow were resurrected and then self-detonated together, the result would not change in the slightest.

Because this trick is special.

- The manifestation of power.

- The Revelation of the Doctrine of Law

- The definition of the strongest.

Azriel let out a small cry of sorrow, and her hands trembled slightly, as if she had forgotten how to weave a technique that symbolized herself, and this state quickly spread to the surrounding Celestial Wing Species.

They didn't need to explain, they could also understand that on the right hand raised by the young man in the distance, there was a {reason} that could not be swayed even if the power of all the Heavenly Wing Species was combined.

"Classic Divine Strike, how can it be ......"

Azriel shouted angrily, clenching her fists, remembering all the strange experiments that Roland had done on her before, and a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in her heart.

Isn't that guy the key from himself?

"Whew-wha

Before Azriel could think of an answer, an untimely loud laugh suddenly rang out in the midst of the commotion of the Celestial Wings.

But the incredible thing is that at the moment when the laughter rang out, all the uneasiness and fear of the Celestial Wing Species were blown away like a breeze, and they immediately fell silent, waiting for the owner of the laughter, their creator to call the shots.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect it to be you who couldn't wait first, and it was surprisingly early! Hahaha! ”

Artexiu continued to let out a shocking laugh, and Azriel gritted her teeth and said tremblingly.

"I'm sorry, master, but it seems to be because of my ......"

"Because of you? Oh, you're talking about that. ”

Artexiu interrupted Azriel's thoughts with a single sentence, and laughed out loud as if he had already knew.

"It's okay, it's better to say, my wings, you're doing well, you're doing well!"

"To be able to confront the strongest me, if not the weakest, it must be the strongest as well, right?"

The god of war said happily, raising his right hand high.

This alone shocked the surrounding space and time, and the fluctuations that were no less inferior to the light in the distance converged in an instant.

"All hands - ready."

It was definitely not an impassioned tone, and it immediately canceled all the instructions that Azriel had just ordered.

All of the Celestial Wings teleported back to Azriel's side with spatial movement, as this phrase meant only one thing.

The strongest god, the master of kings, will gather the heavenly strikes of the Celestial Wing Race, which is part of his power, and unleash an incomparable blow that all gods must surrender.

But what Azriel could clearly feel was that his power had not been exhausted, just like the other side, Artexiu was only using them as an amplifier of strength at this moment.

"With all due respect, that must be the enemy's purpose, right?"

Because it is full power, it will still take some time for Artexiu to return to his peak state after releasing the divine strike, and the enemy still has many threatening toys that he has not used, so he may be planning to take advantage of Artexiu's weak state to carry out decapitation tactics.

Azriel reminded, but Artexiu replied with an arrogant answer that only he tolerates.

"So what?"

Gazed upon by fierce golden eyes, Azriel froze as if struck by lightning.

The Creator had already told her the answer to this question last time.

Maybe it was insight, maybe it was the power of God, but Artexiu had long known what the enemy had done, and still sat back and watched everything happen.

If the weak are clever? So what should the strong, the king, and the god of war do?

Azriel, who was ashamed of it, shouted that he had forgotten about it.

"All-Heaven Wing Seed - Prepare for the Heavenly Strike, entrust everything to Lord Artexiu!"

For this order, Artexiu gave it an affirmation with a fierce smile.

That's right, what is there to be afraid of, what is there to be confused about in the face of the foolish tactics of the weak?

The strong should take hatred as joy, covet anger, tolerate rebellion, and pamper the stupidity of the weak, which is the strongest embodiment.

Then, put the group of ignorant people who don't know the height of the sky-

"Do whatever you want, completely ravage, this is the strong!"

Altexiu smiled contentedly, looking at the powerful power that came from afar and lifted him uplifting, exalting the power entrusted to him.

As a result, the laws of the universe began to weep, and the order of the planet gradually distorted around his hand.

"If you can defeat me with the unknown, can I really be called the strongest?"

Artexiu rose from his throne and spread his glittering white wings, exhaling the joy that overflowed in his chest.

"O old enemy, I think today I will understand the answer to this eternal question."

He waved his right hand down heavily.

At the moment when his arm swung down, the rushing light quickly pierced out, and slammed into the indescribable force in the distance.

At this moment, it was as if a huge paintbrush was waving from the sky, and the stars were falling upside down and beginning to wash the earth, and the sky was suddenly reflected by the sudden explosion of light, and the roaring explosion sound seemed to shatter the planet.

The indescribable energy swept in all directions, making the space painfully tumble and disappear, playing the Yuezhuang of destruction.

After a few moments, after the light dissipated, all that was left was the sky-high tornado, which ran straight through the planet, but could not bring up a trace of dust, not only because everything had turned into nothingness under the light exerted by the collision of the two divine strikes, but also because even if there was a wreck that was attracted, it would be torn to pieces by the wind swept by the escaping energy.

"Order the whole ship, all the magicians to unfold the fourth protection of the long time together, and the action is fast!"

It was clear that the hurricane formed by the frenzy was extremely far away, but Xinke still gave the order in a trembling voice.

And the facts quickly proved her foresight, and the technique released by the reinforcement that Cainas had carried out in the past was powerful enough to resist the heavenly strike, but in this attack that could not be called the aftermath, it could be torn apart like a blank piece of paper.

Even with the layers, there are still quite a few capital ships that have been badly damaged.

Looking at the continent and ocean that have disappeared below, I can't help but be glad that Roland had given the order to build a floating ship with all his might.

Otherwise, in the battle where the aftermath made the planet seem to have been bitten, they would be swallowed up without even being able to resist.

Xinke raised her head, stared at Roland's solemn expression, took a deep breath, and asked with the last hint of luck even though she had already guessed the answer.

"Miss Huby, after releasing this blow, even if it is that god of war, I'm afraid it will fall into a period of weakness."

How she wished that Hughby would confirm her guesses, however, even if she gained her heart, she still had a cold cruelty.

"[Negative] Although it is expected that only 12% of the power of the target will remain, judging by the essence of the gods, this power is still three times as high as the target Okan, which is better than the volitional body."

"That's right,"

Suddenly, Roland nodded calmly, feeling the power in his body that was almost emptied, and it was the strongest divine strike, but his power was completely suppressed by Altexiu, and the energy wind that was still raging above the planet was an example.

Even if he has a perpetual motion machine personality that can be replenished continuously, Artexiu is also recovering, because of the difference in the amount of equipment, although his recovery speed is less than his own, the quality and quantity are by no means inferior to him.

Even if he takes advantage of the other party's arrogance, Roland is still at an absolute disadvantage.

In the distance, Abont Tehuim also changed his previous slow speed and rushed towards this sky battlefield, and the wings of the Celestial Wing Species next to him also began to shine with the brilliance of his strength, and he was looking at the alliance's warships with fierce eyes.

"They've attacked ......"

Gybril whispered, and also stood next to Roland, because it was only used as a boost before, although her size has shrunk a lot, she still maintains a considerable combat ability.

However, the threat of the Celestial Wing Species was only a trivial matter, and everyone was silent as they watched the blazing light that flew out of the city-state and shined like the great sun.

Even if you kill all the Celestial Wing species, what can you do?

As long as they can't solve Artexiu, but the aftermath of the battle will swallow them, then it will be just a worthless victory.

"Hoo ......"

Under such heavy pressure, Gypril also closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

Immediately, she unfolded again and smiled at Roland.

"If it were the owner, I must have prepared a countermeasure a long time ago."

Yu Jikai is calm on the surface, but he is already a Roland fanatic in his heart, and he can't question it, and Jibril is not so blind.

But she couldn't deny that her heart was rippling with emotions that far surpassed the emotions of the Heavenly Wing Race, and even in such a disturbing gap between friend and foe, she still had confidence that Roland would win.

Even if it may be something that he can't achieve, if Roland does it, it will definitely become true.

"Since you don't want to be affected, can't you just change the battlefield?"

Roland smiled slightly, looking at his companions around him, he wasted a lot of effort and integrated so many forces, not to waste them in the aftermath.

"You can continue to fight the Celestial Wings on Disbod, and I'll take Artexiu to another battlefield of our own choosing."

"Another battlefield...... What is that place? ”

Gypril blinked, curious.

"Universe."

Roland held out his finger and smiled as he held it up, pointing above the sky.

"The universe beyond this planet."

(End of chapter)