When the stars align, the gods awaken. With the resurgence of spiritual energy, heaven and earth undergo drastic changes, and the old gods rise, inaugurating an era of madness.
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"In that case, then show us what you are capable of."
Looking at the furious dragon Wilmers and the disdainful Sea King Fitz, Strangford just showed a weird smile, and then opened his hands. Behind him, countless corpses crawled out from the cracked soil!
There were corpses everywhere, forming an endless sea of bones!
This corpse is more burly and paler than Mocha's skeleton warrior. Compared with it, Mocha's skeleton warrior is like an elementary school student and is completely vulnerable to Strangford's corpse!
These endless seas of bone and corpses officially replaced the fragile invaders and became executioners wielding butcher knives, slaughtering human soldiers.
Looking at this scene, Strangford's strange laughter rang out again. He looked at Fitz and Wilmers and whispered, "Come, let me see the power of your world!"
After saying that, a strange aura came over him, and it seemed that the entire space was affected by Strangford and began to become slightly distorted. The color of the entire sky also turned into a strange blood red!
With Strangford as the center, this strange blood-red color began to spread continuously, as if it wanted to cover the entire world.
"roar--!!!"
The continuous dull sound of dragon roars rolled over the ears of the creatures in the battle. A flash of heat flashed in Wilmler's eyes. He stared at Strangford, and then a stream of scorching flames followed!
Wilmers was like a giant flamethrower, with flames surging from his mouth and spraying towards Strangford. The flames could burn everything, and the sparks that accidentally splashed on the ground were enough to turn the two fighting parties into charcoal.
Poseidon Fitz stood in the air nearby and saw the Dragon of Wisdom Wilmers spitting dragon flames. Poseidon Fitz seemed to see through the dragon flames and saw Strangford buried in the dragon flames. A hint of surprise flashed across his expression.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, surging and powerful divine power burst out from Fitz's body almost instantly. This surging divine power had already surpassed that of ordinary gods. Even the dragon of wisdom, Wilhelm, could not unleash such powerful divine power!
And Strangford, who was unharmed in the dragon flame, felt the fluctuation of divine power coming from Fitz's body. His eyes narrowed slightly and became solemn.
This Poseidon Fitz is far more powerful than Strangford imagined.
But...it's just a little stronger than I imagined.
Strangford shook his head and was about to do something, but he saw that a long spear appeared in the hand of Poseidon Fitz. The spear flew past, leaving a trail of spear shadows, and came towards the raging fire in the dragon flame, colliding with Strangford's bones. Suddenly, flames splashed everywhere, and a strong shock was transmitted from the contact point of the spear tip!
In the dragon flame, Poseidon Fitz was protected by a blue halo. When the blazing dragon flame came into contact with the blue halo, it was like a raging fire meeting a flood, and it naturally became calm without any ripples.
In order to resist the attack of Poseidon Fitz, Strangford mobilized the divine power in his body. Naturally, his appearance was unable to withstand the dragon flame of Wilmers. The black cloak that had been draped on Strangford was instantly burned by the flames and turned into ashes floating in the air. Only Strangford's bare skeleton was exposed to the sight.
"snort!"
Strangford snorted coldly, and his ten already bony fingers spun rapidly, growing longer and longer, gradually turning into ten bone spurs. He ignored Wilmers's dragon flame and attacked the figure of Poseidon Fitz, as if he had no other desire but to kill Fitz.
Wilmers became even more enraged by Strangford's arrogant look. He opened his bloody mouth, and even hotter dragon flames spurted out of his mouth again. This time the high temperature was definitely enough to burn the sky and boil the sea. Strangford didn't dare to take it head-on this time, and dodged for a while, and the Sea King Fitz also took advantage of the chaos to attack.
When there was an opportunity, Stramford's ten fingers flashed with brilliance, and drew an arc at an extremely tricky angle, stabbing towards Fitz's heart. However, Fitz was not unworthy of his reputation, as the spear in his hand was bent into an astonishing arc, which directly blocked all ten fingers and stabbed towards Stramford instead!
The violent offensive broke out again in an instant, with spear shadows dancing all over the sky, accompanied by the occasional spurt of blazing dragon flames. For a moment, all the abilities of all parties in the sky were used together, which was immediately dazzling.
The battles between gods were fierce, while the battles between mortals seemed a little pathetic.
Not only do they have to guard against attacks from invaders, but they also have to worry about whether the magic of the gods above their heads will affect them... When the city gate is on fire, the fish in the pond will be affected.
The sounds of fighting were everywhere, and dragon flames would occasionally erupt from the sky. The dragon flames did not distinguish between friend and foe, and any creature that was contaminated by the dragon flames would eventually be burned to ashes, leaving no trace.
“Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo—”
A horn sounded from somewhere, shouts rose up into the sky, war horses neighed, and the cavalry of the Eternal Night Empire set out from behind the ruins of the ravine and charged towards the countless bones.
This army is composed entirely of extraordinary people. They are wrapped in silver-white armor, and the skin exposed outside the armor is also deeply wrapped in silk, shining with a metallic luster.
The war horses under their crotch were muscular, with the sound of horse hooves and the lances charging towards the skeletons. Almost in an instant, they rushed into the skeleton formation and smashed the bones into pieces. These cavalrymen were like the scythe in the hands of the god of death, madly harvesting the battlefield.
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