Chapter 661: Man-God
To the north of Qiao and his party, dozens of miles away, on a giant war airship, more people were paying attention to the battle here.
Margrethe III, Mata XIII, Conrad, Fredet ......
The ministers of the Delen Empire, senior generals......
Ambassadors and generals of various countries......
Of course, there are also Hesse and Leah......
They all looked at the south worriedly, at the gray breath of death.
When Des easily killed tens of thousands of soldiers in the trenches, and the lost soldiers were armed with more weapons and killed more comrades, a rapid exclamation suddenly erupted from the airship's pod.
And when Joe held up a small golden sun, suppressed the raging of death, and 'exceeded' and 'purified' all the alienated war dead in the trench, Margrethe III applauded, Hesse and Lea showed happy and relaxed expressions, while the faces of the ambassadors of other countries became much more ugly.
Even if they are working together to deal with the threat of the abyss, it is still inevitable that countries will fight and balance in the shadows.
Those extraordinary combat power that returned to Medland from the City of God Cry, all countries have a number in their hearts, and everyone's strength is different, as if these high-end combat power can still maintain a basic balance, several super powers, no one is much stronger than the other.
But Joe ......
There is no doubt that he has become a destabilizing factor in the balance.
This guy ...... He even once faced the attack of the abyss consciousness, but he actually survived.
Such a person should not exist in Medland!
The ambassadors of several powerful countries, especially the ambassadors of the Ice Sea Kingdom, who had a grudge against Joe, his eyes flickered...... It's just that because of the special situation, he didn't show any abnormalities.
Joe held the golden sun in his right hand and confronted Des's power head-on.
He could clearly feel that waves of cold, viscous, and death-filled evil forces were sweeping forward like a tsunami.
The desperate cries of countless dead creatures before death came to his ears......
In front of his eyes, there were terrifying images of countless dead creatures before they died......
His body seemed to be torn by countless invisible, viscous, cold, damp fingers, tearing at his skin, his flesh, his veins, his nerves......
The general's uniform on Joe's body was like a weave buried in a coffin for tens of thousands of years, a little decayed, cracked, and then turned into a little bit of fine dust and drifted away......
On his fair skin, dense gray and cyan handprints of all sizes constantly appeared.
As soon as these handprints appeared, they were shattered by the majestic breath of life in Qiao's body, turning into a trace of gray cold qi and disappearing.
But dense handprints continued to appear on Joe's body.
Part of Joe's skin inevitably began to dry up and atrophy, revealing a little dull age spot.
A low, cold snort came.
A small piece of void around Joe turned into a strange black and white, and all the objects in this void seemed to have become thin paper silhouettes.
The grimace shopkeeper with a sleek whiteboard mask appeared silently beside Joe like a ghostly shadow.
A touch of death power similar to Des, but not so simple and rough, but a more subtle and subtle aura, constantly spreading out from the body of the grimace shopkeeper.
The waves of death were finally absorbed into the black and white world by the ghostface shopkeeper.
As Des's death aura continued to pour in, the black-and-white world of the grimace shopkeeper became more erratic, and a dangerous aura that made everyone's scalp tingle continued to spread out from this small black-and-white space.
Des's triangular eyes flashed green.
His attention was all on the grimace shopkeeper: "Mole ant...... You have usurped the authority of the gods. ”
The grimace shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeves, slightly bent his waist, and his hoarse and fluttering voice spread throughout the battlefield: "Gods? Fart! ”
With such a simple and rude reply, the church members present all looked sideways, looking at their dangerous gaze, it was obvious that they had already booked a burn at the stake in their hearts, and as long as this incident passed, they would do their best to send the grimace shopkeeper up.
Des roared even more, and he opened his mouth, and a few strands of flaming and burnt whiskers shook from his mouth.
The ash of death rolled and condensed above Des's head into a thousand-foot-tall skeletal warrior clad in tattered armor and armed with a giant scimitar.
Countless strange runes representing death floated on the surface of this skeleton warrior's body.
This skeleton warrior, completely condensed by the breath of death and condensed by the law of death, can almost be regarded as death itself.
He exuded a power fluctuation that was far more powerful than those epic and extraordinary forces present, and with a cold and biting wind, he rushed silently and lightning towards the ghost-faced shopkeeper.
The distance of hundreds of miles flashed by.
The scimitar in the skeleton warrior's hand, which was hundreds of feet long, brought up a gray cold glow, and slashed at the grimace shopkeeper.
"Evil gods, heretics, laws, extinctions!"
At this time, the church knight, who had just undergone a great change in his body with Duolun, had already completed the leap in his aura. His body swelled tenfold, from nearly seven feet tall to about seventy feet.
His whole body shone with dazzling light, and an immeasurable amount of golden light gushed out from his body, turning into a spiral stream of light, which continued to erupt high into the air around his body.
The golden streamer rushed up hundreds of miles high, and then broke through a large hole with a diameter of a hundred miles in the sky above Medelland, directly communicating with the boundless and unfathomable Dirac Sea.
The tide of the four basic elements of the endless earth roared down, and under the guidance and condensation of those golden lights, a golden oak phantom tree with a height of hundreds of miles appeared in the sky.
This hundred-mile-tall golden oak burned with brilliant light throughout, and each golden oak leaf was like a small sun, emitting a golden divine light that mortals could not look at directly.
As the word 'Decree' came out, a dragon burning with golden flames all over the golden oak tree, a phoenix with crimson flames all over its body, and a male lion with white divine light all over its body condensed out of thin air, and then roared and pounced on Des's skeleton warrior.
The golden dragon raised its claws to block the scimitar slashed by the skeleton warrior.
The crimson phoenix opened its mouth, and a terrifying flame sprayed on the skeleton warrior's ugly face.
The white lion pounced on the skeleton warrior like a madman, and its four huge claws scratched at him.
High in the sky, there is a little Venus twinkling.
The terrifying light energy condensed in the void, and just as the skeleton warrior was being beaten and retreated, Venus flashed, and a golden light with a diameter of a few miles fell straight down from the extremely high sky, smashing on the top of the skeleton warrior's head.
With just one blow, the skeleton warrior was annihilated out of thin air, and there was a large pit with a diameter of a hundred miles on the earth, and the golden light surged wildly around, and the cemetery within a radius of hundreds of miles instantly evaporated.