Chapter 547: Desperate Sword Fight

Distorted and deflected colored light filled the entire space, and the godkillers burst into this strange world, and for a moment, as if they were being oppressed by a giant mountain, they were breathless.

"Here it is...... A true kingdom of God! ”

The white-robed Witch King's tone was full of shock, but the invisible divine power that roamed around him had to make him face up to this shocking fact.

"He took the last step, and he couldn't!"

The Sun King raised the golden spear in his hand, and the beam of light that shone like the sun wrapped around the edge, and the twists and turns of light divided into thousands of wisps, blooming with the most deadly killing power with the swing of the god killer.

At this moment, there was a wave of shaking in the space, and the divine power that looked at everything was accompanied by ruthless words and commanded the heavens and the earth:

"Mortals, how dare you kill gods!"

In an instant, a black robe changed the world, covering countless brilliance under the darkness.

There is no light, only a pair of cold and indifferent pupils, looking down on the humble life under their feet with a posture of contempt for ants.

"Emperor of the Eternal Night!"

The Sun King let out a loud shout, and then poured all his strength, all the spears in his hands.

Instantaneous –

The red light flickered between the darkness, and the scorching light shone all over the mountains and fields, and the sparkling and treacherous divine kingdom was like the sun falling for a while, huddled in the light of this falling world.

The Emperor of the Eternal Night stepped out, his left hand reaching out from the inside of the black robe, and rising upward.

In an instant, the kingdom of God rioted, and the ubiquitous darkness ate the light, tearing away every glare and scorching heat, and the last glimmer of light disappeared in the overwhelming darkness.

"Be careful!"

The white-robed Witch King's sleeves swollen out a whirlwind, but in an instant, as if he had been suddenly hit hard, his momentum suddenly became disordered.

"The Kingdom of God...... Weakened my grip on the elements! ”

It's as if the legs of a dancer about to take the stage are suddenly restrained by shackles, and the previous rhythm is suddenly disrupted.

Within the Kingdom of God, the power of the Nine Rings spell was weakened to the extent that it was comparable to that of the Seven Rings, while the consumption increased by 20% out of thin air; And the source magic above the ten rings has also been weakened to the boundary of the nine rings.

The battle situation was beyond the imagination of difficulty, and the god killers attacked at the same time, and without hesitation, they attacked with all their might, preparing to kill the Emperor of the Eternal Night in an instant with thunderous means to relieve this predicament of the kingdom of God.

However, before the Emperor of the Eternal Night could make a move, another dark light escaped and interrupted the attack of a godkiller on the spot with lightning speed.

"It's you!"

The god-killer with black hair and black eyes in one hand had a look of anger on his face, and the sword aura of the storm was ready to attack.

The appearance of the 'Illusory Light' upset the balance of the battle, but then, the appearance of the other side in the wind of darkness pushed the situation of the Godslayer to an even more dangerous level.

"Nine sons and ghost mothers, I can't imagine that even you will surrender to the obscenity of the Emperor of the Eternal Night!"

The Sun King Louis changed his angry temper and returned to his initial calm, and the current situation has made it clear that this is a game against them.

The Seven Godslayers have entered the danger of falling.

……

The 'Pope of Death' Eliot and the other three 'Children of Fear' walked straight into the battlefield set up by the night.

Elliot was intoxicated by the scent of necromancy.

"Wonderful death, sweet death, choose this graveyard as a battlefield, it should be your stupidity, alien!"

Sitting on top of the sea of corpses and bones, the night turned a deaf ear, and behind him, a dimensional wand was inserted diagonally, and the dense coordinate map covered all directions on the battlefield, all of which were covered in it.

The 'Children of Fear' are also extremely cold-blooded and rational beings in nature, and the so-called arrogance and anger will be suppressed to the lowest limit, and for foreigners who are equal to their prey, their emotions will never be touched.

The four 'Children of Fear' shot at the same time, and the terrifying energy volatilized, and the intertwined and continuous coercion was like a giant palm pressing, and the entire space was in a crumbling state.

[Abyss of the Dead in Vain] and [Heaven of the Sin of the Dead] were the first to activate, and the huge Soul Tower bloomed with a miserable green light, and transparent ghosts surrounded the bone tower, making a terrifying cry with a sharp voice.

The condensation of death turned into a gray aura, which exploded in an instant, crushing in all directions.

The 'Children of Fear' could not dodge and were bound by their aura.

The invisible shackles bound the fighting power of each 'Child of Fear', and the 'Pope of Death' let out a scream, and the shackles that bound it crumbled as it fought back with some terrible force.

True to its name, the resentment condensed by the vain dead could not bind this self-proclaimed 'death' being, and a dark and dead energy was fermenting, swimming through Elliot's body, and a terrifying force was brewing in this bone-like body.

In the hands of the Pope of Death holds a staff of bones.

The body of the staff spreads out like a human spine, the head of the staff is topped by a skull, the position of the eye socket is inlaid with two dark green crystals, and the position of the celestial spirit cover is connected to a 3-foot-long recurve blade.

Capable of using spells as a ranged weapon or as a melee weapon, the Pope of Death is not a pure spellcaster on the surface.

While struggling, at the moment when the shackles were about to shatter, the figure holding the knife appeared above Elliot's head in an instant.

The 'Desperate' black knife shook and screamed in fear, and the fierce trembling sound turned into a sharp cry, and the 'Death Pope' pulled back, turning the bone staff behind him with great agility, and the recurve blade attached to the skull collided with the black knife, deviating from its attack trajectory.

In the short exchange, Cangye's expression remained unchanged, one hand held a knife to continue to threaten the 'Pope of Death', the other hand opened the five fingers, the thumb, middle finger and ring finger pressed at the same time, in an instant, another blade flew in, wandering in all directions, the erratic trajectory made the Pope of Death elusive, but had to pay more attention to this unpredictable danger.

In the midst of a fierce battle between the two sides, the three 'Children of Fear' also rushed towards the night.

The seventeenth seat of the White Shadow, the 'Fire Worshipper' Miin, a miserable white robe is woven of creepy flames, and the flames condensed by the color similar to ashes do not feel any scorching, on the contrary, there is a kind of coldness that people dare not touch.

The bone fire condensed two wheels as vehicles under Miin's feet, and in an instant, it turned into a long rainbow that pierced the killing, and cooperated with the other two children of fear to block all the retreats of the night from three sides.

Seeing that a dead end had emerged, the Pope of Death let out a grim laugh.

Covering its left hand, it condensed a black bone spear, crossed with the bone staff, and in an instant, several flexible bone locks erupted, connecting the two weapons into a single shot.

"Death screams, witness your destruction!"