Alan frowned and looked at the son of Dusk on the execution platform. He knew that Ofascism had the ability to control metals, but this could bind the son of Dusk? This question was answered soon. Ofascism rushed to the platform and wiped it with a sword. The corner of the son of Dusk's mouth raised slightly, and hundreds of dim lights flashed on the platform, most of which flashed towards Ofascism. Each light was transformed by sharp force. The son of Dusk avoided the key points, but he accurately approached Ofascism's hands and feet. It seemed that he wanted to cut off the emperor's limbs!

Ofascist naturally did not want to end like this. The arbitrator danced a sword shadow in front of him, bounced all the dim lights away. However, more than a dozen lights on the platform crossed the iron chain, and the iron chain locked the son of Dusk broke in response. The son of Dusk rushed in the air, reached over the sword shadow with one hand and pressed Ofascist's chest, and a circle of air waves exploded in the air, and the emperor was pushed back to the ground. The son of Dusk fell to the ground, held up with both hands, and a ray of rays around him

The light flashed, and each light was a sharp blade. As he pushed forward, thousands of sharp blades roared away like fish. They streaked through the air, but left slender and messy marks on the ground. Thousands of long and short holes came, and the ground sank and cracked, and a bottomless abyss of half a meter wide appeared quickly, spreading, chasing the Ofascism like a black dragon.

The emperor suddenly stood firm, and with a loud shout, the arbiter inserted into the ground, and a figure of a giant appeared behind him. The giant was quite similar to Ofascism, and was full of gold and lit up fire, but behind him were round crystals, which were arranged in a wheel-like shape and rotated slowly.

The long river formed by thousands of sharp blades rushes, and the sword intent and sword force pointing to Ofascist's limbs. Now the purpose of the Son of Dusk is very obvious. If you, Ofascist, cannot kill you, then I will cut off your limbs and make you lose your power of action. How could Ofascist do as he wished? The arbitrator is leaning on the ground, and the phantom giant behind him crosses him and blocks him in front. The giant is like a mountain, although it is just a phantom, but the feeling of heaviness as mountains is real. When the sword river hits, it is like a stream hitting a mountain. Even if the waves splash, the mountain remains unmoved!

The sword river hit the mountain, and the sword blade was broken in an instant. The sharp blades were crushed to pieces, but they were still happy, just like thousands of troops attacking a fortress. The vanguard died, the central army arrived, and the last long dragon was damaged by the city. However, the city wall was also shaking and about to fall. The giant figure condensed by the will of the Ofascist source power fainted two points after the sword river crashed. Ofascist did not care, and after defending, he naturally fought back.

The arbitrator bounced up, and the emperor dragged his sword and ran quickly.

The giant took a big step, no slower than Ofascism, and followed him to the son of dusk.

The son of dusk sneered, and he floated into the air, and the source power rose, and suddenly a sun rose behind him. However, this sun formed by the source power was not the morning sun or the scorching sun at noon, but the sunset that only appeared at dusk.

The sunset beats blood.

When the sunset rose, it was clearly afternoon, but the world turned blood-red, and even a dim halo like fog and smoke spread around. Ofascism and the giant phantom crashed into the ubiquitous mist smoke together. The golden armor and the emperor's body suddenly sizzled, splashing out of Mars, as if thousands of subtle and invisible sharp blades were passing by him at this moment. The giant phantom was even more unbearable, but as soon as it hit the dim halo, the figure faded a little more, no longer the heavy feeling of the first time, as if it would disappear at any time.

Ofascist kicked the ground and stepped out a shallow pit more than ten meters wide. He swept up the son of Dusk that was rushing towards the air like a shell. The giant clenched his fist, raised his arm, bent his elbow, and then punched out with one punch. The fist broke through the twilight mist everywhere, and even broke out flames. So a fist burning with flames rushed towards Dusk Son of Dusk faster than Ofascist.

The son of dusk moved back and sank into the sunset behind him. The giant's fist drilled in at the same time, and suddenly a dim flame spurted out from the sunset. The flame brushed across the giant's arm, and the arm became extremely pale and then dissipated. The flame slapped the giant's body, and the giant's figure faded quickly, like an old yellow photo without any texture.

Soon, the Ofascist condensed giant phantom disappeared under the dim flame. The space where the flames blew through, things lost their color. It took a moment to return to normal.

Allen's pupils shrank slightly, which was so close to his dusk. However, in terms of power and range, it was far from his dusk, but in essence it was the same!

He was about to remind Ofascism.

The son of dusk had already rushed out of the red sun, pulled out a fire stream as a gun, and threw it at the Ofascist.

The Emperor hit the tip of the spear with one sword.

The sky and the earth changed color, and a dim pillar of fire soared into the sky. Alan's eyes had no other color except this pillar of fire. After a while, the light of the pillar of fire was slightly restrained, and then all kinds of chaotic sounds came into his eyes. Looking at the earth below, the wasteland burned thousands of miles away, and Mars were swaying everywhere. The town in the distance had completely disappeared, and a large area of ​​the entire ground was cut off like three feet of scrape.

The pillar of fire did not disappear. The lower end was connected to the ground, and the upper end was poked to the sky, connecting the sky to the ground, as if it was about to support the sky and the earth. The floating clouds at the sky were burned out in an instant, and there was no cloud for thousands of miles. The blue sky became blood-red, and there was a blood-colored scar on the sky, as if the sky had also been blown up.

Ofascist landed on the ground, his golden armor and body were covered with slight scratches, and the sword tip that was slashed at the tip of the spear was half black. The emperor gasped and watched the son of dusk walking down step by step, as if he was stepping on an invisible ladder, and finally walked to the ground.

The red sun finally disappeared.

"Don't think that if I come and go, I only have small means like the sharp blade." The son of Dusk said lightly: "That is just the most basic use of sharp power. As for just now, I was a little real. But it seems that you can't stand it anymore, otherwise, let the one in the sky come?"

Ofascist grinned: "There is a limit to underestimating people. I can't stand it just by this. How can you let me have the attitude to go back to see people?"

The Emperor's bearded eyebrows lit up, and the son of Dusk suddenly shook his body, and countless thin slurry fires were splashing out from his body. Then the left hand sizzled, and a piece of arm instantly wheezes, as if it had been roasted in the fire.

The son of Dusk frowned: "Your law of balance is sometimes quite rogue."

Ofascist laughed: "Now our injuries are equal, come again!"

So a golden light collided and the two fought together again.

"Action, act!"

It was early in the morning, before the sun could rise, a well-trained army quietly surrounded the manor in front of him. A man who seemed to be a captain leaned in the dark and said on a walkie-talkie: "The sniper can start acting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two guards walking on the manor wall suddenly splashed a blood arrow on their heads. Without a humming sound, they fell down and made two muffled sounds. At this time, lights lit up in the window of the main building in the manor, and the captain immediately issued an order to attack. So the fully armed soldiers rushed over quickly. They climbed up the wall, and some people climbed in, while some stayed on the wall and opened fire at the enemies gushing out of the manor.

Soon the gunshot filled the entire manor, and the bright line of fire was so obvious under the dim light color. The hot fire flows between the two sides were smelt from the space where gunpowder could be smelled everywhere.

The captain was very skilled and had a magic rifle in his hand, which was extremely powerful. He rushed into the main building and led the soldiers to quickly capture the armed bandit's den.

The battle ended in half an hour.

The captain was already sitting in the garden, with a rifle next to him and was smoking a cigarette.

"We have a good record this time." His adjutant came over: "If we remove this stronghold, we will only have three other armed groups."

"I just want to go home soon and hug my daughter." The captain laughed and threw a cigarette to the adjutant.

Surrendered bandits were constantly taken away in the manor, and an armored vehicle had been parked outside. These bandits would be escorted back, and then tried by the court in the city, and finally detained in federal prison.

"I heard that the army was fighting in another place." The adjutant sat down and lowered his voice, "That was a battle that concerns the survival of the entire universe."

The captain shook his head: "That's too far for us. We just need to do the work we have on hand. Look, our job is to fight against tyrants. As for saving the universe, I think it's better for the big guys."

The adjutant laughed: "You can't have some ambitions."

The captain looked helpless: "I think so, but you know that I can't even be considered cannon fodder after I've gone with this little combat power."

The two of them laughed.

After a while, the adjutant said in a deep voice: "Captain, I know you have submitted an application for transfer before, but it just failed. You still want to go, right?"

The captain smoked the cigarette in one breath and threw it away: "Stop talking nonsense, I can't go in the end, I can only accept my fate. Look, the sun is rising."

They looked up and the sky was bright. Sure enough, a round of sunrise slowly. The captain frowned and looked up at the sky and said, "Strange, it's not east there, how could there be a sun..."

"Captain, do you think the sun seems to be getting bigger and bigger?"

The captain was stunned. Sure enough, the light in the sky gradually became grand. Finally, a golden light passed through the manor and landed on the ground outside. The entire manor seemed to be swept by a super storm. The main building collapsed and the garden was in a mess. Many bandits and soldiers were shocked to fly. When they fell down, they vomited blood at the least, and died suddenly. The captain coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely stood up, grabbed a gun and ran out of the manor. He saw a wave of heat rising on the ground in the distance, and two figures were vaguely seen in the thick smoke.

Then, a voice came from the sky: "You guys get out of here."

The captain raised his head and saw a figure floating from the sky. It was a young man wearing golden armor. Behind him a pair of golden steel wings stretched out, standing in the air like an ancient god of war.
Chapter completed!