Chapter 135: Killing Gods
"It's a shame!!"
"It's a pity !!"
"!!"
The cold voice echoed in the mist.
Ukcaster looked at the ice crystal palace around him that was shrouded in gray mist, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and he immediately recovered from the happy time he had not seen for a long time.
He looked ahead at the figure looming in the mist, and roared.
"What do you want to do?"
In the midst of the rage, a manic cold wind spread out from around his body, turning into a whirlwind that swirled rapidly in all directions, trying to blow away the mist that suddenly shrouded the ice crystal hall.
In an instant, the whirlwind swirled rapidly and the gray mist that permeated the surroundings.
The fog flowed and the cold wind howled.
The two invisibles collided together, emitting one strange and terrible whistling sound after another.
Like the sound of a gale of wind pouring into a bottomless cavern, like the sizzling sound of strong acid dripping on flesh, or like the sound of the waves crashing against the shore of the tide......
In the midst of a strange sound that could not be told in words, the frost giant Ukcaster saw the half-reclined god suddenly stand up.
Behind him, a four-armed, faceless figure with a halo of light hanging from the back of his head slowly emerged.
Zhang Jiao looked at the vigilant frost giant, and the corners of his mouth cracked out with a malicious smile.
He half-tilted his head, blood in his eyes, and said slowly.
"What's the point of watching this group of mortals fight, why don't we try it, don't you think it's more interesting!!?"
In the midst of wanton laughter, he suddenly raised his left hand, his fingers clenched, and there was a crisp crackling sound.
The gray mist that permeated the surroundings seemed to have received the order to attack immediately, and when it turned around the previous tug-of-war, it instantly became wild.
The gray mist surged, conjuring up strange and strange figures. It's like a human with a broken corpse, and it's like a strange-looking and ugly alien......
But no matter what it was, these strange mist that permeated the eyes seemed to have self-consciousness at this moment, and under the guidance of these strange and strange figures, they rushed straight towards the frost giant Ukcaste in front of them.
In an eerie invisible roar, the whirlwind that blocked the gray mist was immediately engulfed in the mist.
Before Ukcaster could react, he had been completely surrounded by him.
Blood-colored light emerged from the gray mist, quickly turning into blood-colored characters.
"Trapped, bound, imprisoned, imprisoned ......"
Countless blood-colored characters were quickly written in the gray mist
In the blink of an eye, the gray mist was already covered with blood-colored characters, and there was no place to put the pen down. But the blood was still flowing.
These blood-colored characters that have just been written can only be superimposed on the blood-colored characters that already existed.
The blood words are layered on top of each other, just like the watermark of a short video that has been reprinted by hundreds of video websites, and the original handwriting can no longer be seen.
The gray mist that shrouded the frost giant Ukcaster had turned into a bloody color in an instant? It's terrifying.
In a space shrouded in blood mist? There is no direction up and down, left and right, and the fog is rolling in the eyes.
He raised his palms suddenly? Make an archery stance.
Cold winds gathering? Frost condenses.
A huge ice bow glowing pale blue immediately appeared in his palm.
The wind is howling, and countless crystal arrows that have just broken through the air have just broken through the air? It turned into a huge icicle arrow and sank into the blood mist.
But what Ukcaster had hoped for did not materialize, and the blood mist was like a bottomless abyss? Easily engulfed the arrow.
Does He Still Not Believe in Evil? The ice bow in his palm shot three arrows, and the finished shape shot out.
As the arrow was about to sink into the blood mist, it immediately exploded, turning into countless fist-sized hailstones.
Hail carries a huge amount of kinetic energy? Smashing into the blood mist like a small cannonball? But the result is the same as last time.
"Give up! In this blood field, only the ultimate victor can go out, this is the rule of this space. ”
Zhang Jiao's faint voice quietly appeared in the blood mist, when he had just finished saying the word rules.
A strange power immediately blessed this blood-colored space.
The blood mist, which could still see some traces of mist, immediately dissipated, revealing the original crystal clear ice palace.
But what's weird? As far as the eye can see, the heavens and the earth are all blood-colored.
Ukcaster looked at the world in front of him as if it was covered in blood? Subconsciously touched his rough cheeks, and then saw his palm brushing his cheeks? I don't know when it was already stained with bright red blood.
Zhang Jiao slowly walked out of the blood light, he looked at the frightened frost giant in front of him? Said with a flirtatious smile on his face.
"Come on, let's have a hearty duel!"
"Only the winner? in order to get out of this. ”
"But? You don't have a chance to go out, because standing in front of you is the strongest dueling king. ”
As he spoke, he also put on a posture of extreme shame.
Ukcaster looked at Zhang Jiao, who suddenly became very strange, and suddenly let out a question like a rage while being slightly puzzled.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
Zhang Jiao didn't answer directly, he looked at the frost giant in front of him who was obviously a head taller than himself, and when he put away his posture, a blazing white light spear immediately appeared in his hand, and then stabbed directly at Ukcaste's head.
"Come on, let's have a hearty duel!"
With a shout, a bit of incomparably bright light immediately appeared on the tip of the light spear.
Ukcaster suddenly felt an extremely terrifying power from this little light. But he didn't dodge because of this, but met it, roaring angrily.
"Well, since you want to die, the great god of wandering and hunting will grant you death. ”
With a loud roar, Ukcaster, the god of wandering and hunting, solemnly raised his right hand, and an ice blade less than arm-length immediately appeared in his palm.
He sliced his cheek with the blade of ice, stared at the blazing spear of light that had pierced his head, and began to whisper as if he had commanded, uttering an ancient language in a soft, unfigurative voice.
"By the blood of Venus, I will kill the god in front of me. ”
In the void, a voice immediately responded in the same ancient language.
"No !! forgiveness"
Zhang Jiao, who was stabbing towards him, suddenly felt a strange force in the dark firmly lock him, as if he had marked it, making him feel ominous.
The light spear in his hand suddenly paused involuntarily.
It was at this moment that the frost giant Ukcaster, who had originally planned to resist first, suddenly seized the opportunity, and before the light spear stabbed, his tall body suddenly became shorter, and instantly disappeared in front of the oncoming light spear.
Zhang Jiao looked at the tall figure that disappeared in front of him in an instant, and the light spear in his hand immediately danced a little clumsily, and then looked left and right.
But the expected attack did not come immediately, and it seemed that only one was left in the entire blood mist space.
Zhang Jiao frowned, the light spear in his hand shone brightly, and the three-color brilliance immediately shrouded the entire blood mist space.
It's just that, as the light spreads, he still doesn't notice the slightest breath of the frost giant, and he can't even feel the traces between his disappearance.
"Come out, aren't you going to give me death? Why haven't you come out yet?"
"Or are you scared?"
"I'm telling you plainly, I'm ...... Hmm!!"
Just as Zhang Jiao tried to lure the other party out with clumsy words, a huge force suddenly came from the side of his body.
The frost giant Ukcaster, who had just disappeared, appeared silently on the side of his body, and directly defeated a set of serial punches that directly knocked him to the ground, looking like he couldn't stand on his feet.
"Despicable!! you actually attacked ......"
Swaying, before he finished speaking, there was a crisp cracking sound of "stabbing".
Zhang Jiao's head was separated, his head fell straight into Ukcaster's hands, and his body fell to the ground with a spurt of blood.
He held the boom in his backhand and jumped up high, his feet like a pile driver on Zhang Jiao's body that had fallen to the ground.
Boom!
Like a sledgehammer striking a giant drum, a loud popping sound was heard immediately.
Zhang Jiao's headless body was suddenly trampled to pieces, and it flew far away.
He grabbed the white hair on Zhang Jiao's head, lifted him up in front of his eyes, and said with a disdainful expression, "It's ridiculous! You dare to challenge the great Ukcaster with such a weak face? Could it be that you have been asleep for too long, and have forgotten how to fight, and only know how to compete for divine power?"
During the taunt, Ukcaster threw Zhang Jiao's head high, and while moving his body, his right leg suddenly stepped back, posing as a shooting stance.
Zhang Jiao's head looked at the oncoming giant feet, and the rest of his eyes looked at the blood spilled on the ground, and he thought regretfully, "Sure enough, I shouldn't think about trying to fight him hand-to-hand." ”
But now the regret can't come, Ukcaster's big foot has kicked Zhang Jiao's face, completely blocking back the words he hasn't finished speaking.
"Don't kick my head like a ball!! or you'll regret it. I told you I would ......."
Bang!!!
The chattering head was instantly kicked in the air and slowly sprinkled down as a piece of debris.
In the ice and snow palace outside the blood mist, Zhang Jiao, who had been sitting on the throne, involuntarily covered his forehead, only to feel that his head was still aching.
He took a deep breath and looked gloomy.
"Damn, am I crazy too? I want to let myself out to play! I still have such a tease when I let it out? Is there still this side of my nature?"
In a low voice to himself, Zhang Jiao looked at himself in the blood mist, and his face was already full of murderous energy.
"Forget it, it's time for this farce to end. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, half a hippie smile immediately appeared on his originally gloomy face.
A slightly flirtatious voice suddenly came out.
"Don't! If it weren't for our plan, I wouldn't have been able to get out at all! Just let me play for a while, I can feel that the spell just now should be the strongest magic he can use, and the weak power he recovered from the sacrificial incense has been completely consumed. ”
"Believe me, I'm about to turn on the king mode, the ...... of the Jedi turnaround"
In the chattering bargaining, Zhang Jiao looked at the flesh and blood that began to wriggle in the blood mist, and suddenly tilted his head back, and the face above his head turned straight upside down, and commanded the four-armed figure behind him.
"No more wasted time. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the four-armed figure that had been clasping him immediately reached out and reached forward.
In the blood mist. Ukcaster looked at the flesh that was still wriggling in front of him, and his expression was hideous.
He tore open his clothes and pounded his bare chest in a frenzy.
In less than a moment, a blue-blue tattoo emerged from his chest during his thumping.
The tattoo depicts a giant as tall as a mountain peak leaning against a mountain peak, blowing a vigorous and simple black-brown horn.
Ukcaster stroked the tattoo on his chest, and somehow pulled the horn out of the giant's hand.
He held the trumpet aloft and was about to blow it.
In the blood-colored world, a sleek and white giant hand suddenly pierced out of the blood light and grabbed at the frost giant Ukcaster.
The giant hand was tens of meters in size, and Ukcaster was like a dwarf weed in front of the giant hand.
He looked at the giant hand that was grabbing him, and immediately roared wildly, and cursed angrily, "You don't follow the rules!!
However, before he finished speaking, the five fingers of this giant hand opened and closed, grabbed him, and then clenched him tightly.
The terrifying power instantly pinched the figure in his palm into pulp.
Immeasurable brilliance burst out from the clenched fist in an instant, faintly leaking through the fingers.
The meat mud that was held in the fist was like being placed in a large furnace, and it didn't last until a few breaths of effort, but it had been turned to ashes by the light and heat emitted from the fist.
In the coniferous forests of Corsovot, which are covered with snow all year round, it suddenly snows like goose feathers, as if the forest that covers the entire tundra is weeping.
"Am I a godslayer?"
Zhang Jiao felt the sad aura floating above the forest, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What god is but a frightened mouse, and you will grieve for such things?"
He looked up at the sky, and the figure hugging him tightly behind him withdrew his arm at the same time, and the blood light shrouded in the ice crystal palace also dissipated when the arm was withdrawn.
Zhang Jiao came back to his senses and stared at the place where the blood light dissipated, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, rules are not rules, they can be forcibly changed and torn up. ”
He withdrew his gaze and saw that in his smooth, white palm, an illusory and mutilated crystal that shimmered with the breath of wind, snow and frost, was shining in his palm.
"Special note, you have acquired a broken Godhead. ”