87_87643 Miniature orbs of fire emanate from Moriel's hands, as if they were in the process of molten orbs. They flew in an arc towards their respective targets, producing a series of small-scale explosions on or near the Ice Elemental, even more powerful than the Forty-Seven Explosive Machine Gun. Several of the ice elementals that had been scarred were blown to pieces on the spot, although they were more powerful than ordinary elemental creatures, and the cold environment of the ice temple in Zeuxkel's body also gave them some damage reduction and the ability to recover quickly, but they were still powerless in the face of such a blazing spell flame.

The female mage's precise positioning of the fire beads made her companions completely unaffected by the flames and explosions, and she also took advantage of the gap to once again form an encirclement of Kairo.

"Ignorant mortals, why are your eyes always so short-sighted!" Kairo turned and retreated gracefully, his long skirt fluttered and spun, turning the ruined ice elemental remains back into a vast mist, and the female holy warriors were caught up in it and immediately let out a dense and fierce sword clash sound, as if a thousand swords were hidden in the fog: "What good will this do you? What can you gain? Your actions will only lead to greater destruction!"

She pulled a portion of the ice flame from the altar again, condensing into a thin stream of lifeless energy and shooting it at Xinbu, who had just dispersed a large area of thick fog. The silver flame shield that surrounded the Storm Queen was struck by this ray, and the flickering silver flames that flickered and disillusioned stopped for a moment, and in an instant, they turned into countless fragments of crystal clear ice that exploded. Xinbu was also frozen in this shining cloud of ice dust, and even his long flying hair froze and stiffened like a statue. The flaming eyes turned into lifeless puck pucks...... Thankfully, the trigger spell she had pre-set took effect immediately, and the magical energy was still summoned and gathered even though Xinbu was no longer able to do anything, quickly and methodically dispelling the energy that had frozen her, warming her body and soul, and alleviating the almost fatal damage of Yanzhòng.

Several ice spikes protruded from the walls of the ice hall floor, the smallest of which was more than a man tall, joining the already dense icicles from the forest.

Hinbu staggered to the ground, his face pale and frostbite on his fingers and ears. Morrill removes the healing wand from the strapled leather straps attached to the outside of his calf. Touching Himbhu's body and uttering a spell - an abundance of positive energy bathed Himbu, and the chilblains and lacerations disappeared, and she was unscathed again.

"Thank you. Hembo said to Morriel, and then turned his attention back to Kairo, who was temporarily on the defensive under the onslaught of the four female swordsmen, searching his mind for the remaining spells to see if anything else would be useful.

"It seems that this is the realm of the Mist Lady, and we will only be able to defeat her if we drain the energy she has received from Zeuxk. Like a fast gunner, Morrill drew another shorter wooden-handled wand and fired three magic missiles at an ice elemental not far away that was staggering to its feet while clutching an icicle. Just beyond the limits of what it can withstand.

"That's right, it's a good thing your Iron Samurai consumed most of it first. This sentence made Moriel's brows reveal a hint of worry, but Simbu didn't notice: "But if you push the Mist Lady into a hurry, I'm afraid this place is really going to collapse...... You have to be prepared. ”

Fiona swung her sword and slashed at Kairo, the blade of which was blocked by the swirling and dancing ice shield around Kairo, and caused the tired paladin to lose her balance, and Kairo swung her staff and stabbed her, and the blade of ice extended from the delicate gemless stand at the top of the staff. Milia blocked the blow from the side, and the splendor of the old ordinary sword burst into contact with the staff, forcing Kairo to look sideways - Jane and Chloe immediately attacked from both sides, while Simbu and Morriel in the rear began to prepare for the next round of spell bombardment.

"That's enough!" said Kero's form vanished. Then she reappeared on the altar under the support of the mist, and as she shouted angrily, the icicles in the hall broke and fell: "Okay, I'll show you what it takes to thwart the gods!"

The star-shaped sapphire pendant on her chest suddenly brightened and seemed to expand rapidly. Nebula-like mist swirls and spreads. A myriad of wonders that seemed to be real and fantastic swallowed up a qiē, and the pale cold light broke away from the altar and turned into countless meteor-like brilliant ice lines and threw itself into the center of the vortex of mist......

Hembo stopped half of his spells when Kairo's pendant changed. Hang down your arms and let a roll of parchment scroll slide from your sleeve to your hand. The magic spells that loomed at the edges of the scrolls shone mystically even in the thick fog where fingers were hard to see, and the Mithril brand that sealed the scroll shattered like paraffin wax when Shinbu rubbed it.

The silver thread of the spell shot out as the scroll unfolded. Moriel, Chloe, and the three paladins were all connected by one or more of these glorious flowing silver wires—their bodies quickly blurred away in the flickering silver light, breaking away from the fetters of the material world, and flying away through the countless ice blocks that had been smashed down on their heads and faces, and soaring freely.

The Ice Temple collapsed completely.

Countless hazy lines danced and twisted before Moriel's eyes, speeding away. This is the howling wind, the material world in the eyes of the spirits. The silver thread tied around her waist pulled her downward, toward the earth made up of mottled and wandering grayish-white blurred patches of color.

When she touched the ground, it felt like she was a layer of oil floating on the water, and the silver thread burst into a small spark and then broke and disappeared. Morriel's feet suddenly emptied, and before he could react, he was grabbed by a hand.

The real-world space became clear in the mage's field of vision, and the linear trajectory formed by the storm disappeared, replaced by hail and snow in front of her. Chloe tugged at her hand to let her out of the edge of the widening chasm, crumbling ice rock rolling into the unfathomable darkness. After a while, the abyss, which had been basically formed, suddenly collapsed, and the two pieces of earth's crust that had just been completely separated collided together, and hundreds of deep cracks appeared in the frozen earth at the bite in an instant, spreading everywhere, and then they were pushed and crushed together by an incomparable force, and the white smoke cloud rose into the sky, as if an insurmountable high wall had been built between heaven and earth.

Chloe hugged Morrill and threw a gourd on the floor. Xinbu, who had also just recovered from her spirit state, was not much better. The ground rose under the impact - if it weren't for that, the flood of ice dust could have drowned them under the glacier.

They must have escaped from Zeuxkel's body, and seemed to have sabotaged Kairo's plans.

The rough glacier continues to support the people on their rise, turning from a flat ice field to a steep and steep slope. The storm is still raging, and it tends to get more and more frenzied. The wind and snow whipped them like whips, bulging and collapsing, and the violent crustal movements continued, and the huge and gloomy figure in the distance approached in the shrill howling storm.

"Now it's fine. Ladies. ”

Kairo's contemptuous voice rang out overhead. They looked up and saw her floating in the wind with her staff, long

The skirts were constantly flying, but a mist lingered around them: "Should I praise you for your persistence?"

"You ruined my plan as you wished, so that I could not accumulate enough power to open the Divine Domain, and I had to continue to stay in this vulgar and vulgar Subject Material Realm......" She stared coldly at Morrill and the others, "But what can you do to me? Kill a god to prove your stupid, stubborn, meaningless determination?"

She raised her hand to Zeukskel, who was walking this way: "Look, it's about to get out of the frozen prison completely. Without my containment, there is nothing to stop it—an ant-like mortal. Now I want to see what your courage can do in the face of its power. ”

At this moment, Zeukskel paused slightly, as if observing something. The cold gaze pierced through the space, causing everyone to shiver from the heart. He spread his arms as if to encircle the entire vast glacier in his arms, and threw his head back like a hill and then stretched forward violently—a chilly breath and a terrible roar tore the surface of the earth. The hundred-foot-high Xiaoice Mountains were rolled up like dust, and even the wide high ground for them to stand on was shaking and shaking. Struggling to survive the storm.

The air and snow mixed together into a huge wave that destroyed the miscellaneousness, and the spherical force field barrier stubbornly resisted it, because the duration of the spell was extended, so it might last a little longer.

Countless whirlwind currents pushed and crashed outside the shield. However, it is not yet possible to penetrate Xinbu's spells.

An irregular block of ice the size of a chapel tumbled and floated in the storm, and it floated like a piece of paper. Sudden black lightning slashed at it like a sword of the gods, smashing the ice into countless pieces. And it goes all the way into the ground, creating a bottomless rift.

Morrill instinctively took two steps back, seeing the same nervousness in the eyes of the others.

It wasn't actually lightning, but a dimensional rift created by the spatial fold and rupture—judging by its strength, it was as difficult to hold it back as it was for a dwarf to voluntarily shave off his beard.

"This space that imprisons Zeux Kell begins to overlap with the main material realm...... "I can't see what defensive spells Kyro used, but a storm of this scale doesn't seem to have much impact on her, only the pendant on her chest is bright and dazzling, probably because the energy she draws from the body of abomination is protecting her: "The appearance of a god can easily destroy a country or even a world, how does it feel now? girls, the time has come to play the role of savior!"

"Shut up!" Fiona yelled at her, "Evil God! You are the one who caused this! The Lord of Glory will not sit idly by and watch this happen, and under his light, every evil will be dissolved!"

Cairo let out an uncontrollable laugh, and his body trembling slightly as he sat on the staff: "It's funny that I caused this—you mortals always blame God for everything! Kneel in front of those meaningless statues when you need to, and seem to pray piously when you don't need to, and when something goes wrong, you start to resent God, thinking that God has not done his duty...... Isn't that what you lowly races have always done?"

"If you don't think so, the unusually cold winter will only last for one season! and it will even make Zeux sleep here longer because of my weakening of it! But now? It is your obstruction of me that has stimulated this abomination. Confess, mortals, it is your sins that have caused the calamity that has befallen you!"

"You-"

"Don't argue with her. Moriel said coldly: "There is no truth in front of the goddess of lies, and there is no reason to tell. Now, of course, she can put all the blame on us and leave herself alone. Let's think about how to stop Zeukskel!"

"Oh, Sister Moriel. Kyro floated to the other side of the force field shield, and from time to time a pitch-black dimensional lightning streaked above her: "Have you put the matter of helping this little girl in second place now?"

She put her hands on her chest: "She's going to be sad! You have an unshirkable responsibility for the way things are now! You know? I wasn't very happy with this body. She's so normal that she's not even mature...... But now that I think about it, she was actually the fuse that caused the world to fall into a cataclysm!

Kyro clapped his hands suddenly, as if remembering something, "Oops, I'm sorry, Sister Moriel." Your Iron Samurai is now buried forever in Zeuxkel's body! I didn't lie to you, that's for sure! It's a pity, you know. I used to believe that a valiant knight would defeat a dragon and win the princess's heart!"

Seeing that Morriel and the others could no longer threaten him, Kyro began to sneer at the people on the glacial heights, taking revenge for the failures they inflicted on him.

As Zeux gets closer and closer, the space begins to become more and more unstable. The black lightning that tore through the space became more frequent, and the storm rolled in and paved the way for it to leave......

"Lady of bad taste, I can feel the silver fire in you with the gift of the goddess of magic...... But what's the use of that? You're the most powerful of these people, and you're the main force for a while. Well, if Sister Moriel's Iron Samurai were still on the ground, I'd be more optimistic about him! I happen to be here, come, make a wish to God, Sister Moriel, maybe he'll pop out of nowhere—"

Without warning. Zeukeskel was stunned, and a clear and visible fire shone from his body. Then a majestic explosion erupted in its chest, spewing steam and high-heat flames like a volcano.

Zeukeskel let out a deafening roar. A large amount of burning debris was sprayed out of its body by it. Pierced anything on the ground in the splash trail - one of them grazed against the force field shield, bursting with blinding fire.

In the steaming and billowing white smoke, two meteors flew out of the debris. One of them was faintly star-blue, with a cold tail flame that also drew a knife-like trajectory in the sky, and the other was unbridled in the unbridled spray of unbelievably hot flames, so hot that it seemed that you would be burned just by looking at it.

Coincidentally, the pair of meteors fell in an arc towards the high ridge in which everyone was located, getting bigger and bigger - if they landed correctly, the entire area would be flattened.

That didn't happen, though. A shadow of light and darkness loomed over their heads, and the archangel-like figure spread out its flawless six pairs of wings, and the pure azure light flowed on the edge of the sharp steel feathers, converging on the tip of the huge metal spear in his hand, and interpreting the meaning of "might" with an unbelievable solemnity.

Is it the true face of the "God's Armament"? Before Morriel could look up at the tiny steel woman closely, a sheet of burning ice and snow almost submerged the force field shield.

Ice and snow that hadn't melted for thousands of years were quickly burned out, and something rose in the steam. When everyone saw him, although they knew that he should be on their side, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. It was a terrifying figure like a demon god under a torn canopy. He was taller than the brilliant Iron Angel, and his appearance was as obvious as the difference between the top of the Sevenfold Heaven Mountain and the deepest part of the Nine Layers of Hell. A humanoid form composed entirely of a mass of fiery roaring metal machinery, covered in steel armor and covered with twisted horns as sharp as a sword. He had four stout arms, the powerful "muscles" of adamantite fibers and energy coils, one of which had been fully constructed into a massive mechanical cannon, rows of spikes lined up like teeth on the long barrel, and on two hands a chainsaw greatsword and a multi-bladed whip, countless sharp serrations moving at high speed on the two terrifying weapons, and the remaining arm was empty. But the intricate structure of the power iron fist itself is as terrifying as a mallet.

He took a step across, his whole body weighing on the demonic massive claws. The ice field beneath his feet was overwhelmed with a piercing cracking sound. The uneven flames burned on his body and in the crevices of his armor, and the spikes on his shoulders stubbornly retained some fragments of burning metal, and the air around him trembled like water waves in the heat......

Carrot flew high like a frightened rabbit, and even a god could not help exclaiming, "This is impossible! What are you?"

"Here's a hint!" the Iron Demon swung its long whip - a python-like whip that swelled and exploded in the air, and actually swept Kairo down in one fell swoop.

Although Kyro was on the ground, the mist that protected her had been incinerated and dissipated. The development of events was obviously beyond her expectations, and she couldn't help but ask a series of unanswered questions: "Pyethon Flames? Did you get the scroll that sealed the blood of Phaeton? No." How can you control this flame? Even a god can only be fuel in the flame of Phaethon!"

The multi-headed thorn whip coiled in a circle on the ground, crushing the hastily erected walls of ice and wrapping around Kairo, forcing her wolf to dodge, and the cold mist touched the whip like water poured into lava, and disappeared in an instant: "What a heroic dying struggle." If you don't do the promising job of Little Red Riding Hood, you have to be the big bad wolf?"

In the billowing smoke and dust caused by the coiling of the steel serpent, a sword light like purple lightning swept through - Morriel and his gang actually took advantage of the fire to rob at this time!

The scythe-like barbs on the whip's blade tore Kairo's staff into several pieces. Exploded into a mist dotted with ice crystals. Carrot didn't care about how much power would be lost in teleporting in such a volatile and chaotic environment of spatial energy, and what was the uncertain danger, she grabbed the pendant on her chest and lifted it above her head, and the glowing mist swirled out from her fingers, quickly engulfing her slender body into it.

Another emerald green shimmering enchantment enveloped Kyro. Morrill didn't remember the two spells that forbade dimensional teleportation, but she used another powerful spell to bring them back to her mind and cast them. The dimensional barrier flickered when it came into contact with the mist, and it was neutralized, but Kairo's teleportation was interrupted as a result.

"You ......" Before Kairo could finish his complaint, Milia and Fiona were forced back under an ice rock, and Jane, who jumped in mid-air, rolled over and dodged the long whip that shot down like thunder. Let it smash the ice rock in one fell swoop.

Kyro fell to the ground, and the hand holding the pendant let go, but it was still in her grasp—until an invisible magical hand suddenly snatched it away.

Kyro cried out in horror. But the hand burning with the silver fire had silently pressed on her shoulder. Kairo's shield was already extremely fragile, and the power of this spell that Xinbu had carefully prepared was extremely powerful, so the Mist Lady also let out a desperate scream from the thump, and finally fell into eternal stagnation.

"Make a wish?" Morriel smiled weakly, "If I had known that you were so effective, wouldn't I have believed in you?"

Pure and immaculate pillars of light lit up the sky. The six-winged metal angels had already launched an attack on Zeukskel when Morriel and the others were besieging Kairo. The Spear of Light unleashed a highly focused energy on it, causing another explosion and roar - dozens of ice meteors were thrown at it like cannonballs, and a solid carpet bombardment came.

"Get out of here! war makes women go away!" Forty-Seven waved the terrible chainsaw sword. Split a head-on meteor in half. It exploded instantly, blade-like ice crystals crackling against his armor, but Forty-Seven didn't care, and walked towards Zeux as he finished his lines, ice chips flying under his heavy footsteps.

"There's no need to fight with it!" Morriel sensed the frenzied magic net, and shouted at the four **: "The dimensional gap here is already very unstable! The plane passage may collapse at any time! As long as Zeukskel is blocked here, the world itself will bury it!"

As she spoke, a huge gray-white cloud of light began to slide down from the sky—a dark trail of complete nothingness behind her. Morrill was right, the overlap of realms was collapsing.

The storm of ice and snow was raging again, and this time the howl of the beast was heard from the hurricane. Multiple dragons fluttered their wings and appeared in the icy wind. The cold light shone all over his body.

They weren't their usual white dragons anymore, they were covered in hideous ice, even their wings. The group of ice dragons split into two paths, some lunging at the metal angels in the sky, while the rest swooped down towards Forty-Seven.

Seraphim suddenly vanished from where she stood, and a ghost appeared above the wyverns. A few flickering glimmers flew downward, nothing compared to the brilliance of the spear, but it was revealed when those glimmers fell onto an ice dragon that was turning upward—a web of death woven with extremely thin, high-strength wires, each of which was extremely sharp. The wyvern who was caught in the net immediately burst out with a large amount of ice dust. The angel's net began to tighten as it wrapped around its prey, but instead of waiting to see if the dragon was dead or broken, she flew down and pierced it with her spear, pushing the howling dragon down and falling, followed by multiple pursuers.

Forty-Seven's heavy cannon fired, a splattery of lava energy covering and tearing through a vast cone-shaped area ahead. The ice dragon flying at the forefront bore the brunt, and the ice shell, scales, and muscles all over its body were almost peeled clean, like a blurred paste of flesh and blood. Dive headlong into the ice field in front of Forty-Seven.

Then Forty-Seven jumped high on what was left of the dragon. With a swing of a greatsword longer than a small schooner, half of the second dragon's wings and one forelimb were severed, and patches of filthy blood were spilled and the ground was empty

The embers evaporated, some fell and froze on the ground, and the long metal whip slammed into the dragon's head, the hook on the tip of the whip cleanly gouging out its eyeballs.

He had made a dragon of steel, much more hideous than before, so that he could fly, flying between two ice dragons that were spewing cold breath at him in unison, as if it were a cool breeze—a strong dragon's tail wrapped around the dragon's neck. With a roaring and piercing sound of mechanical transformation, it was pulled up by the thorn whip, swinging like a windmill and spinning in the air, crashing into the ice dragon it touched with heavy kinetic energy. Then he lost the battle of the neck and the whipsaw, and his whole head was wrenched.

The sneak attacker who pounced on him bit Forty-Seven's sword-wielding arm, and then was hit by the power punch and his whole body arched. The ice on the back of the ice dragon shattered and splashed, and the iron fist trapped in the dragon's belly didn't know what had changed, and a series of explosions rang out one after another. There were several large holes in the dragon's back, and a lot of flesh and bone fragments were scattered in the sky like fireworks.

Passing past the shattered ice dragons, Forty-Seven once again turned into a dragon and pounced on Zeukskel, who was walking through the ice and snow. Its head was shrouded in incomparably fiery dragon breath.

The Iron Angel later freed himself from the Ice Dragons and joined Forty-Seven in besieging the furious Abomination.

The devastation caused by the battle between the three of them accelerated the shock of the plane even more - the sky crumbled like a shattered eggshell, and more and more space debris was shed, gradually forming a black and white striped sky.

"Wait a little longer...... We have the greatest hope of leaving only the moment the dimension collapses. Hembo held the third and final arcane scroll in his hand, while still being responsible for erecting a defensive wall for everyone and protecting the peace of the small area around them: "Moriel, that guy had better listen to your call. There will be no second chance, and if he slows a little slowly, I'm afraid he will have to be buried here with Zeuxkel forever. ”

Morriel nodded, concentrating, locking on Forty-Seven, who was flying in thunder, flame, flash, and storm.

Almost suddenly, the sky went from black and white to an empty and suffocating darkness of despair. Only two or three were pale, as fleeting as a comet.

Forty-Seven received Moriel's strongest spiritual message. It's not just a command, it's a complex of emotions of attention, worry, inexplicability, and waves. Without a moment's hesitation, it rolled over to avoid Zeuxk's sweeping claws, and flew in her direction at full speed, transforming from a steel dragon to a metal monster, and then rapidly shrinking - in the form of a humanoid steel warrior, it rushed towards the elval-shaped magical portal that stood alone in the crashed and collapsed earth.

Somewhat unusually, though, the Iron Angel was only a fraction of a moment slower than Forty-Seven. She didn't even want the glorious spear that broke off its head, and followed Forty-Seven One one after the other, drawing two magnificent streamers in the dark canopy that was pressed down with overwhelming momentum, and plunged into the gray vortex surrounded by the silver fire.

Heaven and earth collide together. The Honkai portal didn't even form a slightly noticeable spark in this magnificent devastation, and the shattered void was filled with only the roar of Zeuxkel-

The crowd was thrown out of the portal by the turbulence of energy, and even Chloe, who was the most agile of her skills, could not keep her balance.

They tumbled and fell on a square platform dozens of feet in circumference, and Simbu and Morriel could not get up for a moment, and the two of them were now really out of oil. Milia uses her body to protect Kairo, who is lifeless due to the paralyzing effect of the magic, and falls the hardest.

Only Forty-Seven and the Iron Woman immediately jumped to the edge of the stone platform and looked into the depths of the Grand Canyon. The fog had dissipated, the deep darkness was beating like a heartbeat, the chaotic space had been bridged, the towering black icebergs on both sides had collapsed one after another, and the peaks and peaks of the sky had cracked into countless boulders in the dimensional vibration, crashing against each other and falling into the endless abyss—an indescribable roar that even shook the entire canyon, making the flat-topped peaks on which everyone stood tremble.

The world in everyone's eyes suddenly rippled. There was a change at the end of the ruined miè, as if a big hand was tearing at the space there, and even the Grand Canyon was slightly twisted.

The metallic woman's eyes were blue, and she was about to teleport in a flash of light—but she didn't, for forty-seven elbows knocked her to the head.

"Long hair and short knowledge!"

He leapt into the air, and countless miniature mechanical parts were released for gigantic construction. A large number of gears and bearings are riveted together, then covered by enormous angular armor, and the immaculate geometry assembles a cold body, bracket, and base, and the engines that provide infinite power are aggregated into arrays, either built into or attached to the parts of this monstrous creature that need them...... But what shocked people the most from the heart was still the terrifying black barrel of the front of Forty-Seven's body, which was extremely terrifying in shape, calibre, and length.

A super cannon that inherits the style of the previous life of the Forty-Seven.

First, a ray of aiming energy plunged into the darkness that stirred in the distance, and then the muzzle of the cannon became a small erupting volcano. The power of this cannon completely wiped out the possibility of Zeukeskel tearing open the dimensional rift, and the earth-shattering explosion created a sun condensed purely by high heat flames, red, orange, dark green, blue and violet, and the fireballs that burned the sky changed color as they expanded, devouring and melting everything they could touch, including space.

After Forty-Seven fell, others were still dazzled by the terrifying sea of fire that spread between the peaks and valleys. The steel woman who was hit hard didn't make a move, the blue light in her eyes fluttered erratically, and she stood quietly aside.

"It's finally over. After a long time, Xinbu said with difficulty: "Let's find a way to get out of here......

"What's that?" Chloe's eyes were sharper than the others, and she was keen to see a glimmer of metal on a mountain wall somewhere behind them through the frenzied flow of fire like a huge wave.

"How did you escape?" "When everyone got there, they were surprised to find the Retribution number, which was stuck in tatters among the rocks, and the wolf Bèi Seemon Havalian standing on the deck.

"How did I get out? How did I get out!" exclaimed Simon, waving his arms and kicking his eyes, "Of course I escaped in this unfortunate ship!