"This is……"
An Nuo looked at the weapon that had transformed into a magic cannon, and his eyes instantly locked onto the purple heart-shaped energy crystal on the cannon.
On the crystal, there seemed to be a shadow of a succubus that he had seen in books.
Without any hesitation, Annuo hugged the magic cannon and injected the power of faith into it.
“Chichi~!”
Just as Anno was about to fire the magic cannon, Xiao Mu, who had been hanging on Anno, suddenly jumped onto Anno's head and turned into a pool of liquid that wrapped around Anno's face, forming a visor shape.
"Xim?"
Anno, who originally wanted to blame Xiaomu, suddenly found that after the power of faith in his body flowed through Xiaomu, when he looked through Xiaomu's body at the giant axe of the artifact that was chopped down, he actually saw several weak points with uneven energy.
"Xiaomu, when did you become capable of this... Hey, now is not the time to ask this. Xiaomu, you have been a great help!"
Anno immediately changed the point of attack, aiming at the weak point of the giant axe's energy.
Boom~!
A beam of purple light shot out from the magic cannon in Annuo's hand towards the giant axe that was chopped down!
At the same time, the huge phantom of the black gold giant axe, a divine artifact inspired by several Lishan gods, also chopped down from above.
A collision of purple and black.
The senior officials around felt the amazing energy fluctuations on both sides and thought they would see a evenly matched confrontation.
But what no one expected was that after the purple light and the black light collided, it only took three seconds for the purple light to break through the black light and continue moving forward.
The five Lishan gods holding giant black-gold axes were enveloped by purple light before they could react.
whoosh~!
Purple light streaked across the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight due to the dissipation of energy.
But the shock left to everyone has not dissipated at all.
"Is that... a divine strike?"
The surrounding Wu people swallowed and looked at An Nuo with fear in their eyes.
If Anno was just a Strider, they wouldn't be so scared.
After all, the Strider is only at the ninth level.
No matter how powerful it is, its attack capability still belongs to the category of ninth level.
But the power of faith contained in Annuo's attack just now was completely a divine attack!
In everyone's consensus, the ninth level can be killed.
But gods and ninth levels are different.
Once it condenses into a god, it will only be killed by other gods.
Mortals cannot kill gods!
If there had not been the guidance of the Wu Clan and without the Wu God restraining the Tree of Life, the people of the Wu Clan would never have dared to invade the Elves on such a large scale.
"Is this guy a human or a god?"
The high-level elves looked at Anno, who was floating in the sky holding the magic cannon, with respect in their hearts.
Now it doesn’t matter whether Anno is a man or a god.
The important thing is that Anno is now on the side of the elves.
"My fellow tribesmen, for the tranquility and peace of the forest, repel these hateful invaders!"
On the battlefield, two shining stars stood side by side, one holding a sword and the other holding a staff, leading the morale-boosted elves to rush towards the enemy.
Boom~!
The black gold giant axe fell from the sky.
Before the Wu people could go up and snatch it, Annuo's figure fell from above.
Sniff!
The high-level Wu tribe member who was about to rush over quickly turned around, his legs constantly crossing back and forth, the speed of his entire body immediately slowed down, and then he retreated in the opposite direction at an extremely fast speed.
What a joke.
Rushing forward would definitely mean suicide.
However, the high-level Wu people had just witnessed Annuo's strength.
However, the low- and middle-level Wu and Lishan soldiers fighting on the ground did not know who Annuo was.
See humans falling, one word.
Dry!
Click.
The magic cannon transformed into a magic sword and was held in Annuo's hand again.
Seeing enemies rushing in from all sides, Annuo assumed a fighting stance.
Puff puff…
As the enemies continued to rush forward, Annuo swung his sword faster and faster.
By the end, An Nuo didn't know how many people he had killed.
But in the end, Annuo's feet were no longer touching the ground.
Tick-tick-tick…
Blood slid down the mask that Xiao Mu had transformed into and dripped down to his chin.
Blood dripped from the tip of the magic sword in Anno's hand.
Blood dripped down the end of the skirt armor.
Along with Annuo's heavy breathing, blood dripped into the red river below and bloomed into red flowers.
The soldiers of the Lishan and Wu tribes around saw that An Nuo's body was weakened by his gasping for breath, and their eyes lit up as they said, "This human has reached his limit. Brothers, come on together!"