Franklin was like a mountain pressing, and every muscle in his body trembled. He gritted his steel teeth and squeezed a word out of his mouth: "Run!"

Su didn't dare to stay, and rushed out like an arrow. Only then did he flash out of the range of Prosius's huge claws, and saw that this thick forelimb stepped on the ground like a mountain falling to the ground, and pressed out a circle of violent impact turbulence. Su plunged the sword into the ground, and the man squatted down so that he was not blown away by the shock wave. Behind her, hundreds of soldiers and a chariot were blown off.

When the chariot crashed into the ground and exploded behind him, Franklin rolled out of the dust. The giant was gray-headed and gray-faced, but at least he wasn't trampled to death. He even patted his ear, and a small line of sand poured out of it.

"Are you alright?" asked Su.

Franklin shook his head: "I can't die." He turned, his body arching slightly. The yellow light of the empty energy stone on his body flashed again, and the giant rushed out with a loud cry, and actually slammed into Prosius's leg with a rough fit. There was just a huge wound on Su there, and now it has begun to heal. But when Franklin hit him again, the wound not only cracked, but also tore bigger and deeper!

The giant's collision shook the entire ground. Su could feel a faint force field passing through the soles of his feet, and the whole person floated up uncontrollably. Look at Prosius again, one leg knocked Franklin sideways, and the giant beast flipped over like an overturned mountain and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Su's hair fluttered slightly, as if attracted by static electricity. A blue flame of light whistled overhead, and she looked up to see that it was Thor wrapped in a blue thunderbolt. Thor swept over Prosius's head and raised Thor's hammer to knock it down. Suddenly, a dazzling blue tide of electricity spread, and then turned into a continuous explosion.

More and more capable people jumped to Prosius.

Kaede wielded two knives, and the man swung like a whirlwind at Prosius's back. Wherever the blade passed, wisps of black mist were provoked, leaving nearly a hundred interlaced wounds on it in an instant. The shortest wound was nearly a meter, and the longest was a terrifying wound of more than ten meters. Haiwei and Yeliu also joined in, and the two girls' fighting methods were very different, but they cooperated tacitly.

Ye Lu grabbed a cloud of dark energy like an electric snake leaping in both hands, and after grazing over Prosius's body with his hand, he cut a crack in that place. Haiwei added a heavy punch and a strong leg, and immediately expanded and deepened the injury. The two girls are both agile, and the destructive power of the combined attack is even higher than that of Kaede.

The elders of the alien races, the Holy Spirit warriors of Valhalla, the blood riders of the Dark Council, and the generals of the Eastern Continent also joined in. The Prosius that fell to the ground was like a high peak, and the powerful men used their own means to blast the mountain peak into rubble.

At this point, Franklin retreated. The giant handed over his fists and snorted: "It's enjoyable." ”

Su rolled her eyes and shouted, "Throw me up." ”

Franklin immediately grabbed her hand, spun it around, and shouted, "As you wish!" As soon as the hand was released, Su had already swept over Prosius's body like a cannonball, and joined the gluttonous feast of this battle!

Crawler!

Damn crawlers!

The voice of Prosius resounded in the mind of every being: "Your future ends today!"

An irresistible force field exploded from Prosius's body, and the force field swept through its body like a frenzy, sweeping towards the battlefield. The powerhouses that bombarded its body were all knocked out of this force field, and even strong people like Thor and Franklin were also swept away by a hundred meters. As for the biological weapons and soldiers that Prosius had brought closer, they fell in pieces, forming a picture of churning blood waves on the ground!

A gale blows.

Prosius flapped the two giant wings, and the giant wings fanned out a violent wind, and the wind blew up the dust and sand in the sky, forming a dragon-colored tornado. In the tornado, a huge shadow slowly jumped. It was Prosius, flapping its wings and climbing up into the sky. The wind grew stronger, the sand became more and more intense! At last, no one could open their eyes, and even the chariot was beaten by the rushing dust and sand.

After a few seconds, the wind and sand gradually stopped. One soldier crawled to his feet, shaking off the sand. The soldier looked up, and a vast darkness reflected in his eyes. Prosius had already jumped into the air, 100 meters above the ground, and was still climbing. Its wings dragged two waves of gray air through the air. The atmosphere was torn apart, and a terrifying howl was emitted. When mid-air was up, Prosius finally stopped. It floats in the air and opens its mouth.

A little light came up, followed by a sparkling stream of fluorescent light. These pitch-black rays spread across the space around Prosius' body, enveloping nearly a kilometer square. From the ground, Prosius' body was surrounded by black points of light. At this moment, the points of light began to move, and they dragged a clearly visible black tail of flame through the air, converging in the direction of Prosius's mouth.

Thousands of black rays of light formed a ball of light as black as ink, and this ball of light was still growing, and the core was even more flickering with blazing white flames. As the ball of light grew, the aura that escaped from it was suffocating. On the ground, smaller pieces of rubble were floating up in the air, as if pulled by the force field of the ball of light, floating towards the sky.

As strong as Thor, he could feel that Prosius's ball of light was actually made by extracting the energy in the range space. The energy was absorbed by more than an order of magnitude in an instant, causing the space around Prosius to become distorted and even begin to collapse. If this phenomenon continues and reaches its extreme, Prosius will artificially create a black hole inside the planet.

At that time, the black hole will cause the gravity of the planet's interior to collapse, which is absolutely devastating.

"Stop it!" Thor yelled.

But Prosius is hundreds of meters in the air, and the strong man on the ground can't reach it. As for the abilities of the Elemental Domain, although they can send their abilities to the sky, the various abilities that are blasted out cannot be maintained when they reach the range of spatial distortion. Either it explodes naturally, or it is dissipated and reduced to the original energy. Even the missiles of the mecha and the beams of the flying insects, as soon as they entered the area like a hundred scenes, they lost their targets one after another.

The beam is diffused, the missile detonates itself, and it is completely incapable of endangering Prosius.

It is now certain that it was not a ball of light, but a black hole created by extracting space energy from Guò. A black hole is a natural enemy of a celestial body, and when it appears within a planet, it is a disaster for planetary life. When the black hole was about to be able to operate on its own, a golden light burst through the sky. Miraculously passed through warped space, right on the side of Prosius's head.

The beam passed through Prosius's head and burst out in the other direction, carrying a cloud of pitch-black smoke. Prosius let out an earth-shattering roar, and the black hole could not be sustained any longer. The black hole twisted sharply, spewing blazing white lightning from its core. The next moment, the sky flashed blank. Under the cover of a huge volley of coercion like a river and a sea, the soldiers and biological weapons involuntarily fell to the ground.

Then came the earth-shattering explosion.

The energy balance of the black hole was broken, and the black hole immediately turned into a bombshell, and detonated within easy reach of Prosius, forming a sea of fire in mid-air that stretched for more than ten kilometers. All the energy was converted into a raging high-temperature flame, and people could barely look at the sky from the ground, as if the entire sky was burning!

In the burning vault of heaven, something fell.

It was Prosius, who had passed through the sea of fire, wrapped in flames and falling to the ground like a meteor. At the moment of contact, an invisible force spread along the ground, throwing both the human body and the chariot into the air and falling again. At this time, a circle of dust storms spread from the point of fall, and swept in all directions with a screaming shock wave. Under this terrible impact, even the high-level powerhouses had to lie on the ground, and the ten fingers of their hands almost sank into the ground so that they would not be blown away.

As for the ordinary soldiers, they didn't have this ability, they screamed and blew into the air, and this time they flew higher, and naturally fell more painfully. However, the heaviest losses were the aerial mechs, which collided with each other in a series of self-detonation and martyrdom, and in the course of a series of self-detonation and martyrdom, nearly a third of the mechs turned into flying metal shards!

The dust settled.

Thor slapped the dust off his body and stood up, looking at the battlefield with a wry smile. The dust curtain on the battlefield was letting the wind blow away, but it hadn't cleared up for a while, leaving wisps of dust and looking very desolate.

The impact of Prosius's fall to the ground just now blew the army apart by hundreds of meters, leaving a large blank space on the battlefield. In the empty space, Prosius shook his head and braced himself up with his thick limbs. After spitting a few times, the behemoth let out a roar of rage!

Damn the Spear of the Roots!

Prosius's voice sounded in everyone's heads, but no one knew what the so-called Longinus, the so-called Spear of the Root, was. It can be seen by the strong hatred in its words, and the huge wound that occasionally reveals when its head turns sideways. The weapon that Prosius spoke of, caused it great damage.

At least, the wound that was blasted out by Longinus showed no sign of closing at all. Previously, Prosius's injuries had been closed and recovered in a short period of time. After all, its form at the moment is also a phenomenon of energy concretion, and as a pure energy life, Prosius does not have injuries that cannot be healed.

But this time, it clearly defies common sense.

As Prosius let out an earth-shattering roar, the ground began to shake. Thor noticed his feet, the gravel repeating the action of throwing, falling, and bouncing. An arrogant and domineering momentum rose on the battlefield in the distance, and as that momentum approached, it even made people feel that the whole world was colliding head-on.

Douglas!

Thor knew immediately that it was his father's momentum.

Douglas was galloping across the battlefield, dragging the rough hammer with him. With each step, a distance of 10 meters is crossed. When the soles of your feet support the ground, you will step on the ground in a radius of nearly a meter, and then you will retract your feet and run forward, and a pillar of mud will erupt!

On his body, all the empty energy stones were opened. Douglas was shrouded in a brilliant brilliance, like a meteor crashing across the battlefield, slamming into Prosius's side! In the violent impact, a faint ripple spread, and the edge of the ripple reached a distance of several hundred meters before gradually disappearing. The rush and collision of the twelfth-order powerhouse can reach the energy level of hundreds of tons just by the impact force!

What's even more terrifying is that the ground at the point of impact only shook slightly, but there was not even a crack. It was Douglas who contracted all the force of the impact and poured it on Prosius in its entirety. As a result, Prosius's body first sank into an area up to a hundred meters wide, and then, with a crackling sound, the shell burst, and a pitch-black fog arrow burst out from the shattered limbs.

The collapsed area was still spreading, and the impact of hundreds of tons of energy level made Prossius's huge body fly, and the picture was like Douglas pumping Prosius with his own strength, like playing baseball!

Suddenly, the battle cries thundered.

Prosius was furious, his body on one side in mid-air, his wings spread. The wings act as a cushion, allowing the behemoth to fall back to the ground. As soon as his limbs hit the ground, Prosius looked in Douglas's direction, and the eyes on his head lit up. There was a visible distortion in space, and the spatial distortion rolled towards Douglas like an undercurrent.

Douglas snorted, and the warhammer slammed into the ground, and he hugged his body, shrinking his body into a ball. The space warp crashed into him, and the ground exploded as if it were being bombarded by hundreds of missiles. The continuous explosions shook the earth, and the flames of the explosion spread out, forming a fire belt of hundreds of meters!

Prosius' mouth opened wide again, just about to make up for another hot breath. Suddenly, a beam of golden light flashed again, and the giant beast's head swung wildly, and the flame breath could not be spit out no matter what. At this time, there was a dragon-like gunfire echoing on the battlefield, and no one knew what kind of firearm it was from.

Moreover, everyone knows that ordinary guns simply cannot harm Prosius. But at this moment, it is obvious that someone has used equipment similar to a sniper rifle to miss the giant beast!

What else can be done but zero, but Longinus?

Thousands of kilometers away from Prosius, Zero is on his knees on one leg and makes a sniper stance. In his hands was none other than Longinus, who had been transformed into a sniper rifle. The whole body is white-gold heavy sniper embellished with dark gold patterns, and at this moment, the golden light and flames flow in the patterns on the gun body, and a golden flower cannon erupts from the muzzle. In the unique Qingyue voice, another corner of Prosius's head burst out, escaping a black aura as thick as ink.

The attack inflicted by Longinus was directed at the source. Destruction is annihilation, and there is no way to recover!