Chapter 379 The Strength of the Blue Star Legion
The power of gods makes mortals despair.
When everyone saw the seemingly indestructible city wall collapse before their eyes, everyone's expression had a strange hint of pleasure.
Even the elves walking at the back could not hide their joy at seeing their former enemies being easily defeated.
When the city wall was destroyed, Wei Huan clearly felt that the power of faith that surged in had increased several times more than before.
These powers of faith will enhance the power of the gods. Some non-combat gods, after obtaining enough power of faith, also possess strong combat power.
Of course, Wei Huan does not rely on the power of faith. As the god of disaster, his fighting ability is indeed the strongest among the gods.
If you are not strong, how can you withstand his "trouble-making" and initiate a war?
However, if it is blessed by the power of faith, there is nothing wrong with it, and he is happy to accept it.
After Wei Huan arrived in person, the bone wall was destroyed without a single blow, and the death energy that had been blocked for several days began to spread outward again.
Thick gray fog wrapped with endless dead spirits poured out from the breach. The image of a black bird was projected from outside the world. Gray snow fell non-stop wherever its body covered. The undead seemed to be injected with powerful strength, and even ran many times faster.
Among these dead spirits were a number of insect-like undead, as well as some undead like flowers and plants. Some were still struggling to resist the contaminated spirits. After all, the law of death was more damaging to flesh and blood, and some spirits managed to escape. However, the spirits were ultimately no match for the power of the gods, and the slower ones eventually transformed into blurry ghosts and merged into the undead army.
“Wuwuwu…”
“Roar, roar, roar…”
Spreading quietly.
Continue to spread.
The newly constructed buildings behind the city wall were flattened by the undead army, leaving only ruins whose original appearance could not be seen.
Deep in the gray fog, the expeditionary army of revenge finally passed through.
The war was already over.
Strolling through the ruins, the Titans who stepped over them felt a sense of awe.
Is the war over now?
They have made preparations to die as cannon fodder in order to pray for becoming the gods' followers again and ensure that the weaker members of the tribe can grow up safely.
But now, look at the benefits of following a powerful god!
They just ran here and the war was over!
And what's next? They just need to keep running after the undead army!
This great God has no shortage of cannon fodder.
It feels really good to have your life cherished.
The Sky Monk flew over the ruins, making “tsk tsk tsk” sounds non-stop, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious and vicious.
That’s right, I won’t pretend anymore. What’s the point of being a Taoist immortal? It’s more fun to rob and conquer all the way!
Hahaha, I followed the right boss, and the boss followed the right boss of the boss. This feeling is so fucking great!
As for the "craftsman" group, they had been following closely behind the Sky Monks since who knows when, as if they were stuck together, and there was no longer any visible distance between the races.
"Craftsmen" have never had an absolute position. As the property of the strong, they rarely have the right to choose. But even so, they are still willing to follow the truly strong.
Only the last elves continued to watch and wait, always maintaining their arrogance.
Passing through the ruins and going forward, one can clearly see the process of death corroding the earth, causing the flowers and plants beloved by the elves to wither visibly, and the emerald green mountains in the distance to turn black one after another.
The whole world has lost its brilliant colors. This depressing and monotonous color keeps adding wrinkles to the elves' foreheads.
God of Disaster...
What will this world become?
Does victory mean we must destroy the world?
I know this is the only option, but I continue to suffer because it goes against my long-held beliefs.
The marching legion stopped, and the elven elder cast a water mirror magic to see the battle situation ahead.
A city of the Free Alliance was discovered, and some civilized groups that did not have time to evacuate were trapped in the fog.
The protective shield protecting the city was emitting a faint light, which was far beyond the reach of the previous city wall.
They can't hold out much longer in the fog.
Through the protective shield, one could see expressions of extreme fear on the faces of the trapped aliens.
There are not many challengers who can walk out of the protective shield and into the fog. They are destined to be trapped and die here. If the God of Disaster takes the initiative to attack, the protective shield may not last even ten seconds.
"How pitiful..." The kind-hearted elves began to sympathize with the enemy, "Leaving them here will surely lead to their death."
The elf elder turned to look at the fellow who was speaking, his expression somewhat twisted and complicated.
At this moment, a green light suddenly burst out from the water mirror, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.
When they adjusted themselves and looked over again, they saw the green fire with only the aftertaste left, swaying in the gray fog. The airflow generated by the explosion shattered the protective shield, turning it into scattered fragments that burst everywhere.
The dead spirits surrounding the protective shield in three layers inside and outside pounced on it ferociously as if they had seen a delicious delicacy.
Blood was flying everywhere.
The corners of the Elf Elder's eyes twitched, but he forced himself to continue reading, suppressing the discomfort.
The elves behind him covered their mouths and retched. For the elves who had to drink dewdrops from the petals of the morning sun for water, this scene was too cruel.
After all, those who cannot escape and are trapped in this small town are all weak challengers. They may just follow the strong ones and their strength is only at level five or six. Facing the attack from the gods, they cannot withstand it for even a moment and are directly turned into broken limbs.
When gods kill mortals, they often use their infinite power to destroy them instantly. The moment a city collapses, everything inside it is also wiped out.
It's nothing like this, it's both fierce and slow. The whole process of spreading forward is accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which also gives the enemy a chance to escape, but the problem is that they can't escape at all.
Being in the city means death, and leaving the city also means death.
In pain and extreme fear, they turned into thick sewage on the ground, and then crawled out of the sewage to join the carnival of killing and rampage.
"It's too cruel." The overly kind elves couldn't bear to watch any longer. They had countless complaints against the god in their hearts, but in the end, their reason cut them off and they swallowed them back.
The God of Doom is so cruel to his enemies, so he would probably be even more terrible towards traitors, right?
The expeditionary army advanced again, still flying arrogantly over the ruins of the city. When the elves walked past the ruins, it was the same as every ruin they had seen before, with no living creatures left.
Plants withered, buildings collapsed, and even the soil and gravel turned gray.
It was too quiet, and there was an ominous feeling everywhere.
Having never before carefully observed how the God of Doom waged war, the elves could no longer ignore these ruins after seeing it with their own eyes.
It is hard to imagine how many lives a ruin that looks like nothing has swallowed up.
The elves' innate pride and purity made them drift further and further away from the legion, almost to the point of leaving the team.
Ternas looked back several times, but finally shook off Dodora's hand.
Dodora said, "Ternus, you should know that there is no way. This is our elf clan. You can't persuade them."
Ternas shook his head and pushed Dodora's hand away again: "But I am their queen, I must stand with them."
"Ternus..."
"I'll do my best, and I hope the gods will understand."
Dodora sighed as she watched Ternas leave without looking back. Ternas was the Queen of the Moon Elves, and this was her responsibility. She, on the other hand, was merely a pawn in her father's double-edged bet, and only a pawn.
Dodora looked again at the hundreds of life elves surrounding her. There was also an expression of uncontrollable disgust in their eyes. Perhaps sooner or later she would face the same choice as Ternas?
The undead plague is still spreading.
The second city, and the third city were also demolished one after another.
As night fell, the invasion still did not end. The undead knew no fatigue, and the gods did not need to exert any effort to cast their domains. However, the faces of the Titans who followed them and ran on two feet changed a little.
Who knows, Titans, they weren't tired from fighting on their first expedition, but from running.
Is this a war? This is just a Titan game!
Dongtan's face was tired, but he still reminded his people: "Don't relax. In a few hours, we will encounter a major city of the Free Alliance. The Free Alliance must be there, ready to fight us. Cheer up, my people! It's time to serve the gods! Titan!"
“Titan!!”
The Titans shook off their tiredness and roared in unison. The already chaotic footsteps became uniform again, making a "dong dong dong" sound.
"What are they suddenly so excited about?" Xu Qingqiang, cigarette in mouth, leaned on the balcony railing, looking at the Titans following closely behind the chariot. "They scared me. What are they doing so excitedly in the middle of the night?"
Mu Zhong laughed: "Compared to the active Titans, it seems that the elves have fallen behind."
"A bunch of hypocritical hypocrites, with nothing to offer except their good looks. If they don't want to come, then don't come. We really need their fighting power."
"There is a lack of them, but you know, the boss's philosophy has always been that we can't let these elves cause trouble, we have to find a way to subdue them."
"I heard there's a fortress ahead. Let's show them the strength of our Blue Star Army. They'll stop them from looking down on us and thinking we're nothing without their boss."
"Okay, then I'll wait and see."
"Don't worry, I'll keep my word!"
The Scourge of Undead continues to spread.
At midnight, the first wisp of gray fog had already licked the protective shield of the heavy city.
This is a super large city with no end in sight. It is surrounded by the same material as the border wall, keeping the gray fog out.
Through the transparent protective shield, one could see the city within, a cyberpunk-style city. The Free Alliance was numerous, and many civilizations had reached the Ninth World through technological advancement. They used a variety of eccentric aesthetics to create bizarre cities.
Dazzling neon lights intertwined with a huge nest of dead branches and leaves. The latest model of mecha was parked on a circular house made of mud. On the towering skyscraper, there was a blood-red eye that was turning around, and suddenly a circular beam of light was emitted as it opened and closed.
“Swish!”
The ghost crows flying in the air outside the city either turned into ashes or split into two, and their number was instantly reduced by half.
This blood-red devil eye can actually penetrate space and attack the ghost crows in the sub-dimensional space.
Immediately afterwards, the wall of bones suddenly emitted a dazzling holy light. The dead undead spirits illuminated by the light were obviously restrained by the holy power, and a thin layer of ash came out of their bodies.
At this time, if any more attacks fall on these dead undead, they will turn into ashes and dissipate the moment of death, and will never be resurrected again.
After a period of preparation, it was obvious that the means against Wei Huan had been formed.
Although this was an attack from a god, it was impossible to just sit there and wait for death.
Either use the last resort or pray for blessings from your own gods to resist the gods' passive abilities, it is always possible.
"Death energy has been purified!"
The same words were spoken with some anger from both Titan and Sky Monk, but the elves' tone couldn't hide their gloating.
But whether it is worry or secret joy, this emotion is destined not to last.
What the other party tried his best to purify was just Wei Huan's passive aura, and he had not yet taken the initiative to attack.
In Wei Huan's eyes, such a city, even if it has superb combat capabilities, can be wiped out with little effort.
It was just because someone was eager to show his strength, so Wei Huan decided to wait and see how dazzling Xu Qingqiang's sharp sword would be when it was unsheathed again after thirty years.
“Hehehe…”
Along with bursts of wild laughter, a huge blood mist that even the power of gods could not dispel appeared between heaven and earth.
The blood mist was surprisingly large, like a heavy lead ball, carrying a heavy force and crashing into the wall of bones at an extremely fast speed.
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, the blood mist slammed heavily into the bone wall, and a deep crack immediately appeared on the wall that could even block the power of gods and the undead.
At the same time, on the white bone wall intertwined with the blood mist, the originally lustrous and shiny wall was turning gray at an extremely fast speed, and more and more cracks appeared at the edges, spreading outward rapidly.
“Hehehe!!”
The strange laughter became more and more arrogant, and along with the laughter, a ball of blood mist appeared and grew larger at the same time.
"Is he absorbing the power of this bone wall?" The elves looked at the scene in the water mirror. "The strong aura of the abyss, this is another disaster."
Haoba had fought Xu Qingqiang before and was well aware of his strength. Touching his face, which seemed to be healed but was actually still in phantom pain, he said to his disciples, "This is the power of the abyss. It can absorb all things for its own use. However, the power of the gods cannot be absorbed by mortals, especially the power of hostile gods. Rashly absorbing it will only lead to death."
His senior disciple said, "But General Xu absorbed it."
"That's right, this is where his strength lies. He can even absorb the power of gods. If any of you fight him, it will only take a moment to be sucked dry."
“So strong.”
"He is very strong. General Xu and I are both half-step gods, but he is stronger than me. We have the same level of progress in the laws, but there seems to be something hidden in his laws that I cannot understand. I am far from his opponent. This dead wall is even more of a delicacy in front of General Xu. It can't stop him."
As Haoba's voice fell, the confrontation between red and white on the front line of the battlefield also came to an end.
The bone wall quickly lost energy, and the cracks on the wall gradually widened until the limit was reached. With a loud "boom", the bone wall collapsed.
"Hehehe..." The strange laughter continued all the way and rushed into the city.
In the city, smoke of gunpowder suddenly rose, and countless ethnic groups used their own skills to try to stop Xu Qingqiang's attack.
But the gap in strength is too big.
Xu Qingqiang, who absorbed the divine power from the bone wall, seemed invincible and rushed into the city as if there was no one there.
"That monster is coming!"
"What is that red blood mist? Isn't it the power of the god of death? This isn't the power of the god of death!"
"Be careful, avoid this red mist, it absorbs energy!"
"I have a strong vitality, and the law I cultivate is reproduction. Let me go and meet him. As long as he is not a god, I will never be afraid!"
A monster with six spider-like arms rushed towards the blood mist.
Its compound eyes saw the black figure in the blood mist. If they could defeat him, they could stop the red mist! !
However, this ninth-level challenger, who was well-known and had outstanding strength in the city, felt a jump in his heart as soon as he jumped into the blood mist. Great fear came over him. At the critical moment, he jumped out of the red mist with difficulty and escaped.
What is that power?
Why is it so scary?
Is my reproductive power useless?
Fortunately, I hid early...
But before it could rejoice, it looked down and saw that two of its six arms had withered like dry wood and fell off with the slightest movement.
"Ahhhhhh!" Seeing it broken into several pieces on the ground, I felt the pain only then.
What frightened him even more was the destructive force that was still spreading deeper into the body from the severed hand. Although it had not touched the red fog, its energy was like being cramped and was being drawn out uncontrollably.
Without any resistance or even struggle, it turned into a dried insect and fell to the ground, turning into a ball of ashes.
The red mist swept across its ashes at this time, and the "jiejiejie" sound continued to be heard, like a bug run over by a wheel, rolling forward without stopping.
"This is... the power of withering." Dong Tan discerned the power of the law contained in it. "It is the power of withering that evolved from the law of blood. The power of withering is already a mid-level law."
Dongtan's eyes moved in awe at the red ball, and then he looked at the chariots in front of him.
The Law of Withering is a force from the abyss. Like the Law of Death, it is a terrifying force of doom. Why does this civilization possess so much power of disaster? What a terrifying race.
Finally, the blood-red devil's eye built on the high tower, after accumulating power for a long time, emitted a terrifying ray of light.
Xu Qingqiang's attack was paused only when his blood mist was pierced from the front.
Immediately afterwards, the second beam of light fell again, heading straight towards Xu Qingqiang's body.
The blood mist was stopped again.
"sudden!"
“Bang, bang, bang!”
At this moment, a pair of identical, huge scarlet eyes suddenly opened in the sky above the city.
As his eyes opened and closed, red beams of light crisscrossed and fell, attacking where Xu Qingqiang was.
An indescribable majestic aura descended, making it hard to breathe.
"Not good!" Dong Tan was extremely nervous and ran forward with big strides. "It's a projection of the god!!"
"Hehehe~"
However, before Dongtan could rescue him, the strange laughter continued.
At the same time, a voice that was not loud but could not be ignored shouted: "Grandson, your grandfather is here!"
Then, a golden tortoise shell suddenly rose from the ground, unexpectedly ambushing the god and easily blocking his intended fatal blow.
Dong Tan saw General Xue appearing in the turtle shell, and Xu Qingqiang, who was unharmed but looked more and more ferocious beside him.
While Dong Tan breathed a sigh of relief, for some reason his eyes were always fixed on General Xue, and his fist was inexplicably stiff.
I always feel that General Xue is a bit annoying.
But this is not right. Such huge emotions of likes and dislikes should not appear on Titan, let alone on the family of gods he has decided to be loyal to.
But before he could think about why he had such an idea, the strange phenomenon in the sky attracted his attention again.
A figure holding a giant axe stood on a tall building, struck the sky, and slashed at the giant eye in the sky.
The white light flickered and the arc was sharp.
The pair of giant eyes that came from the power of the gods were hit by the white light and were split into two, shedding tears of blood and fading away.
Faintly, one could still hear the unhappy roar from the gods.
And at the same time, it was not only this low-key giant axe warrior who launched an attack on the Hundred Eyes who came down with the will of God, but also the Golden Eagle Eye who appeared in the air and delivered a fatal blow, and the Gambler who had already arrived in the air in a few flashing jumps and made a critical strike.
Moreover, those chariots that he had always been unable to understand had arrived at the foot of the city without him noticing. The high-raised artillery batteries launched a covering attack on the Giant Eye in the Sky and the city.
The air was filled with smoke.
This is the war that normal people are familiar with.
But it can clearly distinguish the strong from the weak.
Dong Tan only took a few glances and was very sure that this Blue Star civilization was truly powerful.
When a projection of a god descends upon the world, even if the rules are diminished and its power weakened, it is still something that no civilization can easily deal with.
Even if the Titans faced such a projection of a god, they would have to try their best and suffer some damage in order to win.
However, often, the various ethnic groups and civilizations that have been influenced by the belief in gods for a long time do not have the belief to fight to the death when facing the projection of gods. More often, they will surrender directly under the suppression of gods.
Like this, he struck the sky, slashed the god, looked at the bleeding eyes and the torn sky, and Dong Tan trembled in his heart, but couldn't hide his joy.
This civilization is fearless, tough and powerful. On the road of conquest, they kill gods and demons who stand in their way. They are so strong and fierce, so handsome!
A sudden impulse finally broke out of the cocoon and dominated Dongtan's brain.
He swung the javelin in his hand and threw it towards the sky. He took a big step and landed on the ground, shaking it.
“Titan!!”
"Bang!"
A divine eye shattered, and the god's wails came from outside the world.
“Huff huff!”
Dongtan gasped violently, and in the surprised eyes of his companions, he looked at his trembling hands.
My heart is beating wildly.
The passion that has been suppressed for many years is finally boiling!
He swung the knife at God.
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