Chapter 915:
The **** of blacksmithing, who smashed the sword energy with a hammer and did not intend to fight in the capital of his own ethnic group, simply flew into the distance with Yongye, preparing to go to the barren continent next door.
As for the location of the goblin's capital, the elves' battleships and the Flügel girls chased after them together.
On the barren continent where there is no life, the two sides face each other in the sky, staring at each other closely, the atmosphere of the scene is about to explode, but...
The person who took the lead was neither Eternal Night nor the God of Blacksmithing... but Jibril who emerged from the void through space transfer after leaving the forbidden area.
When it appeared not far from Eternal Night, the halo on Jibril's head changed, becoming huge and more complex, like an incomparably mysterious magic circle, drawing a complex and huge circle of light.
She forcibly extracts the elves she needs from the source of the elves' corridors in the atmosphere and inside the planet, and continuously compresses and even absorbs the light into black, making the spear-shaped black beams of light sway in her hands, and her wings are also huge. Later, it turned black because of the excessive force that squeezed the surrounding power.
"Although there are many things I want to ask, since we have started, we can only start well, and this battle will be led by me, Jibril, one of the eighteen wings of the Flügel. The sky strike with all its strength—launch it!”
The words landed, and under the circumstance that the God of Forging ignored but was a little surprised, the huge black light gun fell.
…
Although the Flügel are a very terrifying race, compared to the lower races below, they are so powerful that they are inhuman, but...
Compared with her superior race, the Flügels are much weaker, and compared to the highest-level existence of the gods, they are even more different. Even 200 Flügels can't defeat the weakest. The **** species, because the **** species does not have the weakness of the dragon spirit species.
Therefore, the Flügel's strongest attacking Sky Strike, who can face nuclear bombs, can also be taken by one of the strongest gods, the God of Forging, without moving.
But... The God of Forging is a little surprised that...
"Impossible... The mere False God's broken wings can actually make me feel pain?"
Unmoving, the God of Blacksmithing looked like a clown jumping beam, looking at the bloodstains on his palms, he looked very unbelievable.
"...It's done well, go back and rest."
Catching the girl who used too much power and turned into a young child, Yong Ye didn't intend to explain to the **** of blacksmithing that Jibril was already different after several upgrades, but just smiled and touched the jeep like a compliment to a child. Lil's head made Jibril, who really looked like a child, retreat back, but unexpectedly...
"—Ah Woo!"
Before leaving, little Jibril bit his hand, glared at him before he could ask why, and then the little Flügel hummed, turned around and slapped Small wings, flying towards the fleet that has arrived.
"...I feel like I'm almost used to this inexplicable thing, after all, it's Jibril..."
When Jibril gets smaller, as her body gets smaller, her mental age also seems to get smaller. Occasionally, there will be very childish things. Yongye has known this a long time ago, so she doesn't care about it. kind of little things.
Wiping the saliva from his hand, Yong Ye turned his head to look at the God of Forging, who is still a little stunned.
"—Little Feather Wing has two strokes, but it's just an appetizer, the slaughter has begun... Let's dance! Let us fight happily!"
The God of Blacksmithing shook his hand, then let go of the shock in his heart, and waved his left and right weapons with both hands. It was completely different from the calmness last time, and he directly resounded in this wilderness with a voice full of fighting intent and murderous intent.
"It's unexpected that there are some elegant words... It's not suitable for someone with big eyes like you, but since that's the case, let's start... It's up to you to be the beginning—the beginning of annihilating the world!"
The wind gathers towards the eternal night like worshipping the king, and gradually forms a tornado. The dark red wings composed of pure energy are not so much condensed as substance, but rather a real existence.
The black ash in the sky was gathered and absorbed by the tornado, and the starry sky appeared after it lost its occlusion.
The red light hanging high in the universe was shining on the surface of the planet at this moment. The blood-like moonlight gradually condensed to form twenty-four giant swords. There was also a bang on the sea not far away, and a big explosion occurred.
The sea water produced irregular waves, and thousands of tons of sea water surged out like a huge sea dragon, gathered in the night sky, and finally dispersed into countless ice blades.
Their colors are like the sea in the middle of the night, with turbid shadows and a blue-blue color of death. At the same time, there are a lot of spatial fluctuations in front of Yongye, and thousands of mass-produced holy swords automatically emerge.
All kinds of blades are entrenched in the night sky, obscuring the starry sky.
The God of Forging below, which burned all things, was also circling the body of the God of Forging, enveloping it like a vortex, and mortals, let alone approaching, would be scorched into black ashes just by being illuminated.
There was silence all around, dead silence.
The black ash in the sky seems to have stopped falling at this moment, and the world seems to be frozen at this moment.
Just after a thousandth of a second of silence that ordinary people can't feel at all—Boom! An indescribable roar sounded.
The new **** and the old **** began a decisive battle with their lives at stake.
Chapter 25 Concept of Immortality
"—Today! I'll let you know! The gap between the old and the new gods, brought about by thousands of centuries! It's definitely not a chasm that can be overcome by some small tricks!!"
At the foot of the God of Forging, a spring made of a vortex of flames was created, and it was about to rush to Yongye almost instantly. Although it did not touch the ground, it relied on the aftershock of the broken space to shatter the ground, and was contaminated with the spring made of the flame. Countless fires from the sky flew out.
The countless sword blades under Wanjian Guizong all aimed at the flame giant in an instant, and flew out like a cannonball to block it, but the iron hammer wrapped in flames could block the way with a single hammer. The holy sword smashed, causing it to scatter into metal fragments.
The flame on the God of Forging is hotter than the lava, and the ice sword of the Eternal Night Master begins to melt as soon as it gets close, so he looked at the heat wave that was enough to burn up all things, and three years ago, he put his hand The carbonized flames could not help but frown slightly.
Then he quickly changed his strategy, waved his hand, and the sword blades that filled the sky and the earth were mobilized at the same time.
The Moonlight Giant Sword uses the holy sword as the skeleton, and is combined with the holy sword to turn into twenty-four mountain-sized moonlight holy swords. .
"...Don't worry, I will also let you know that the time gap is not invincible."
At the same time as he spoke, Yong Ye pointed the magic sword to the void and waved it horizontally to activate the blade storm. The giant swords with a great sense of existence danced beside Yong Ye at the same time, turning into an unprecedented hugeness, as if to tear the heaven and the earth together. Shatter, a storm of blades.
Inside the storm, a large amount of sword qi filled with divine power is automatically generated. These unstoppable sword qi can easily cut the peak in two. , Adjust the shape of the earth.
"It is indeed a lot stronger than last time, but... that's not enough."
The **** of forging lifted the cannon horizontally and aimed it at the storm. The muzzle of the cannon condensed divine light, and bombarded the storm with the divine power of the elf Jiazhu.
The loud noise of tearing the eardrum was generated between the bombardment of the giant cannon and the storm, and it continued to roar. The torn space was constantly shattered, and the surrounding air also turned into a deadly wind and waves.
On the periphery of the battlefield, the blast was colliding with the light wall unfolding in front of the fleet, and a violent explosion sounded, but the preparations were orderly inside.
A large number of high-level magicians with tens of thousands of frigates, relying on the auxiliary and enhancement devices on the frigates, deployed large-scale and high-intensity protective magic in front, so that those aftermath were all blocked by the light wall in the atmosphere.
"—The maximum power of the space blockade is deployed, and at the same time, prepare for the release of the zeroth protection of the void, and fully lock the **** of forging!"
On the other side's flagship, which was protected by a frigate specialized in the defensive technique, Xin Ke glanced at the flower that was prepared and lay on the prepared flower. Lil, then ordered her casters to prepare the strongest attacking technique, the zeroth protection of the void.
At the same time, the ordinary flower boats are also constantly attacking the God of Forging. Whenever the huge flower flashes bright light, the attack technique will draw an invisible trajectory, flying towards the distance and being held back by the eternal night, there is no time to attack. their forging god.
A single anti-ship attack technique is naturally impossible to cause any trouble to the God of Blacksmithing, but when there are thousands of them, it is enough to cause a certain amount of trouble.
And it didn't take long, when everything was ready, the specially-added Void No. 0 spell turned into a green light ball and flew out.
"Annoying forest long-eared bastard!"
Just as he was about to hit the blade storm and smash Yong Ye to death with a hammer, these overwhelming anti-ship spells also annoyed the God of Forging.
I think he is also the creator of the big clan, and he is fighting alone here. Because the internal personnel rebelled and did not need to expect reinforcements, he was completely isolated and helpless, so he made up his mind. After cleaning up Yongye, he Go back and clear out the rebels within the clan.
"—Drink ah ah ah?"