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Chapter eight hundred and six mass slaughter

Although this situation is destined not to be stalemate for long, it is very difficult for the demons to gain an advantage... The gods of Lansander and Shantia have no connection with space, but their power is definitely not that of Edward or Ilistria.

In comparison, as long as they use half of their strength, it is not difficult to close those portals - in fact, this is still an optimistic estimate. With the ability of the higher gods, maybe they can accumulate it in just a dozen breaths.

That kind of power.

"It seems that your plan has failed?"

This time, a small voice sounded in his ears. Edward raised his eyebrows. The human did not turn around to pay attention to the centaur lady standing among the tree warriors. He just smiled softly in the language of the soul: "Still.

Morning, if you also help them close the portal, I really have no choice but to surrender."

"Wouldn't I?"

Miss Centaur giggled, even her pointed ears were trembling slightly, like a little fox who had stolen a chicken: "By the way, you treacherous little devil is naturally sure that I haven't made up my mind yet, because

I didn't take action before speaking again; however, this time your guess was not entirely correct... After all, neither I nor Silvanus could allow this plane to be occupied by those filthy demons..."

Edward narrowed his eyes.

What the God of Dinosaurs revealed was exactly the fact he had to face - after all, this is not the main material plane of Borderlands. In addition to Chantia and Lansendre, the Temple of Nature is also home to five or six other gods.

In their common home, the arrival of evil spirits is obviously not in their interests. So now that the war has just begun, they may stay on the sidelines for a while to see if the situation is favorable to Edward's enemies. Then their choices are obviously not

Need to guess...

Of course, the icing on the cake is not as good as giving help when the time is right, but the short-term benefits obtained by giving flowers to a rich man are always much greater than giving help to a beggar.

"Aren't you afraid of being suspected by His Majesty Earth Mother and Chen Xi by staying here blatantly like this? Although you are hiding well, they are closely monitoring me now. Any slight mental fluctuation will inevitably be discovered.

Bar?"

"Don't even think about changing the subject, you nasty little thing!"

'Miss Centaur' - the God of Dinosaurs' eyes condensed, and her pupils had turned into radiant crystals! With the enhanced telepathy, subtle cracks expanded around her body - the rocks under her feet, the trees around her

People, and even the air around them, are bursting out

Countless cracks: "You little bastard, you have decided to drag me into this trouble from the beginning. Right? But who do you think we are? Want to let those dirty demons turn this place into a teleportation transit to attack Paradise Mountain

.Your little strength alone is not enough!"

"Oh my... Is this just to show your attitude? Your Majesty Uttao? But I have already said that this is just my personal revenge."

Edward let out a long breath. "My ultimate goal is to make them fall. If that doesn't work, then I will teach the enemy a profound lesson, consume their strength, and create a horrific scene like hell. Until they are unable to fight anymore."

That’s all…”

"you……"

Uttao frowned.

The human's words seemed to be full of cold threats. But under the current circumstances, they were tantamount to whimsical nonsense. Apart from making him look even more crazy and uncertain, they had no meaning.

But why? When these words are heard, I feel a strange emotion?

It was a confusion mixed with pleasure, excitement, shock, uneasiness and even fear... It was like the feeling that would only appear when facing some indescribable power... But fear... for this powerful person like myself

High gods? How many years ago is that the residue of memory that settled down? If that is an illusion, what is the real feeling?

"Oh, be careful." The voice in his ear interrupted Utao's momentary distraction.

Of course, it is impossible for a high god to be distracted, even if it is only a small part of the spirit attached to the body of a believer, but at that moment, Utao seemed to have really stopped.

In fact, what is stagnant is everything around you.

The man standing quietly in the air, a few hundred feet in front of him, the clones of the two gods, hundreds of angels behind them, the grassland and mountains further away, and the clear sky... everything...

Blurred.

The God of Dinosaurs seemed to see the split space in front of the human being, as if he saw a black shadow flashing, but then the air was violently twisted by incredible power in the field of vision, gathering towards the center! The light suddenly dimmed, because of the reflection

The dust of the light has been sucked in, and with the turbulence of the air, the sound has also died away into a humming reverb.

The buzzing sound like a murmur lasted for a moment, and then turned into a deafening blast that seemed to tear the air apart!

A red flame was wrapped in the manic hot wind, sweeping across like a thick wall. The ground jumped violently, and even the four legs of Miss Centaur were pushed into the air - there was a buzzing sound in my ears.

It turned into a loud rumbling sound, and gradually merged into one, forming a high-pitched and harsh scream, swallowing everything in it!

what happened?

The explosion swept through the entire battlefield in an instant with the majestic force that shook the space. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the direction of the rising white light, feeling this kind of throbbing in their hearts. Even the powerful celestial creatures were there.

For a moment, my thoughts seemed to be completely empty.

They could only see the rising clouds on one side of the hill - fine dust pushed upwards by the sweeping storm, mixed with igniting flames, growing like a big mushroom mixed with red and yellow, getting bigger and bigger.

The higher it goes! The dust is entrained by the air, and mist-like ashes expand beneath it, engulfing everything around it.

But it didn't cover up the ravine.

Covering the green earth, wide traces were plowed out by the terrifying force - it was a wide and shallow depression more than ten feet long. It was like a trace scratched by a huge claw. This trace started from there.

The space door leading to hell continues straight forward, gradually getting deeper, and finally stretches to the end of the field of vision, the clouds filled with flying sand!

Is that the power of the devils?

The cyan luster held up Miss Centaur's hoofs and feet, allowing her to stabilize her figure above the dust and smoke. The dinosaur god's eyes swept across the ashes and noticed that the shapes of hundreds of pairs of light wings were slowly forming in the dust.

It flickers, but it illuminates a certain miserable situation——

The light on the trace of that straight line was so dim. Not even a single angel could be found in it. At that moment, the bodies of the two hundred angels under his command around that straight line had been sucked in by the unparalleled acceleration of gravity.

.Crushing, shattering magic, crushing bodies...and death came so quickly, they couldn't even think of resisting.

Even the gods would be horrified before this naturally occurring power.

"What did you do?"

She turned her head, her green eyes staring at the figure who was also slowly walking up, watching as a shadow-like haze slowly infected his white robe, and the originally black hair seemed to be reversed.

Lost all color.

"Kill every enemy who dares to bully me, torture them in the most cruel way, and completely destroy them all with the most ferocious means. Amplify their fear and pain to the extreme, until they surpass their hatred for us. Engraved in their souls

Go up. Let them understand the meaning of cowardice. From now on, from generation to generation, they will never dare to be my enemy again!"

The human recited this softly, and then showed her a smile: "It's just a kind of power, not bad, right?"

not bad?

It's more than just good... Even Uta'u, as a high god, has to gather considerable divine power to make such a powerful blow. But if he wants to kill those hundreds of angels together, his power must be equal to that.

To move upward.

It turns out that the power he possesses is no less than that of any god?

No, this is a matter of course, right? Otherwise, how could he unify the power of demons and devils, and then boldly break into the plane of God and directly declare war on two high gods?

The God of Dinosaurs frowned his beautiful brows subconsciously, and did not even deliberately suppress the true expression of his emotions. As they looked at each other, he saw something from those eyes that no longer looked like human beings.

All arrogance...

Just like a god.

Above the sky, a ray of golden light arrived instantly!

The golden and red lines seemed to cut through the sky, but eventually disappeared into a gloomy black shadow... The twisted space opened up into a shield in front of humans, and the almost thicknessless darkness appeared in an instant and disappeared in the next instant, but

The menacing light was also taken away, leaving no trace.

In the face of the laws of space, any attack is almost meaningless.

Even the light.

Edward's body turned slightly, facing the figure at the end of his field of vision.

Surrounded by more than a hundred angels and Gaidin, an incarnation of Chen Xi stood there. He was also looking at Edward. It was obvious that the attack just now was something he had been preparing for a long time, but it was easily neutralized by the opponent.

The fact made him froze for a moment. He stared at the human and saw him opening his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Come."

The mouth shape said this silently.

Then the next moment, a sudden explosion engulfed the airspace of several hundred feet around the incarnation of Dawn!

It was an indescribable sight, as if there was a huge invisible fist slamming into the sky! The air was squeezed out to create a trace of white turbulence! Then the golden flames all over the sky extended from there to the ground.

, gushing spring water

A general explosion violently shot up into the sky from the base of the flame. The fire and mist were pushed outward by the tornado wind into an expanding white ring, and the ensuing energy storm seemed to scorch the flames.

Bring the world of elements to the battlefield!

Edward held out his hands.

The ten fingers flicked slightly, as if playing a beautiful piece of music on an invisible piano. However, the notes of the music were three monotonous sounds... the sound of breaking the air, the roar, and the sound hidden in the

Between the two, there are subtle screams... they repeat and change, forming a strange but extremely grand rhythm together.

That is the symphony of war.

The twisted luster of the space flashed. The interlaced lines flickered and then disappeared...

The area within a thousand feet radius trembled, and hundreds of eyes were directed there at the same time.

Then the angels' golden pupils shrank slightly... and what was reflected in them was only dazzling red!

It was not the bright red of blood, but a very dim color. Something like a cloud suddenly rose up, replacing the dozens of angels that were originally hovering in the sky... and a rumbling muffled sound erupted from the cloud at the next moment.

It rolled out of the group! In an instant, the violent hurricane had swept away everything in the space! The whirlpool blew the dark red color, and scattered it around like rain and fog!

The storm pushed outwards with a loud bang, making the angels almost unable to escape. Although for them, this messy airflow was far less than the thundercloud storm they had encountered at high altitude, but the next moment, they couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise at the same time.

Roaring in anger. Or staring blankly at his hands, chest, and all visible bodies!

The place was covered with a layer of dark red, and a unique aroma slowly spread out. It was so strong that it was intoxicating!

But this aroma, for celestial beings, is a terrifying thing that scares them - it is the smell of the blood of higher celestial beings!

Angels are born warriors. They have experienced the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The tragedy of their companions dying in front of them will not shake their tenacious fighting spirit... However, everything in front of them is so terrifying.

What came out was not just blood, but something thick and accumulated like sludge. When you touched it with your fingers, a rough white color like gravel was revealed between the sludge.

Those were the fragments of bones... It took almost five or six breaths before the angels finally regained their senses and analyzed the terrible fact. However, this simple fact could not allow them to deduce

More about the form of the battlefield.

The symphony of war continues like this.

The first batch of celestial beings who regained their senses looked around and finally noticed the huge gap in their original careful formation... In the gap of these five or six breaths, the terrifying explosion had sounded six times! Every one

In front of the portal leading to the abyss, all the angel defenders have suffered a heavy blow! More than a thousand angels turned into flesh and blood scattered in the air! Not only that, there are also angels who exceed this number have already

Seriously injured!

The moment the storm blew, the bodies of those angels were already torn apart. The terrible momentum allowed the stone pillars to penetrate them and take away everything in its path, whether it was the head, chest, or the part from the shoulders to the legs and feet.

The round piece of meat, and then in the next moment, the blood was squeezed by the huge force into something like sludge before it could flow, and was scattered into the sky, mixed with the dust that immediately rose!

The legions of angels fell into chaos, and the only question lingering in their minds was...what was it that caused all of this?

Sublight speed? Shotgun.

The power of sub-light speed bullets is extraordinary, but it is not without its shortcomings - for example, it can only move forward in a straight line, is powerful but has a single target, has a small attack range, and has no effect on space and time countermeasures, etc...

.

But for Edward, these are solvable problems.

As long as a divided transmission space is placed in front of the high-speed sub-light speed bullet, one sub-light speed bullet can be directly turned into ten or more. By slightly adjusting the angle, the position of these attacks can even block the entire airspace.

, although this will definitely consume a lot of his energy to make adjustments, but compared to the glorious results, everything is not a problem.

When this kind of power is used as a dispersed attack against powerful targets such as gods, it may still have no effect, but what if it is used against celestial creatures that can be trapped by space locks?

Dozens of times the speed of sound endows them with indescribable huge energy. Even the armor that the angels are proud of and strengthened with divine energy is equivalent to a piece of thin paper in front of them.

"You...these angels are just following orders, there is no need to point the finger at them, right?"

Edward turned his eyes. In his eyes, Miss Centaur was still blank, as if she hadn't asked the question.

"The world is cold and cruel at all times. The jungle law of the jungle is the essence of this world - a middle-class community with a good public security environment and everyone is polite is protected by the power of order.

Special cases, and special cases, do not apply to general rules.

This is war, and there is no room for any trace of humanity... The only way to ensure that as many people as you protect can survive is to let the enemy know the price they have to pay, and the uncertainty of the hostages! And unrestricted killing and

Destruction is an indispensable part of war. Only by using all your strength in the shortest time and allowing the opponent's strength to be completely depleted can you minimize your own losses.

However, Edward's brows did not relax because of this, but instead tightened closer and closer.

The counterattack is too weak.

This is the home of the Lord of the Dawn... Even if it was unexpected, time has at least passed close to an hourglass mark. How could one main god, no, two main god-level existences, just do something of this level?

Counterattack? In fact, even if six clones are dispatched at the same time to start closing the portal, it is acceptable to Edward. At the beginning, it may be considered that the threat is not great and he does not bother to take action. (To be continued...)


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