Intruders of the Moon World

"Hahahahaha, I don't care about that kind of thing!"

The rough ore giant with rock-like skin laughed loudly, just like a warrior who knew he was invincible but wanted to challenge the dragon, and unleashed the divine power of thunder without fear.

"If you can do it, try it, Godslayer, witness the strength of this old man here!"

Thousands of thunderbolts descended from the clouds, and their power was not even weaker than the mandala thunder of the divine sword.

The heavy rain and storm came as expected, just like the wind fueled the fire, the wind and rain also strengthened the power of the thunder.

"This boldness is commendable." Ye Qing leaned forward, put Bai Wugou on the left side, made a movement between retracting and drawing the knife, the mantra on his body was continuously poured into the blade, dense and dense The ear-piercing thunder suddenly sounded.

I have to admit that Mekar has the courage to be worthy of a dragon slaying warrior. If he is facing a "devil king" in the general sense, then he will definitely have a chance of victory because of this courage.

But it is a pity that what he faces is not as simple as the "devil king", and the so-called miracle will not happen.

"break!"

With a flash of sword light, thousands of waves of thunder and storms sweeping across the world were cut off by a single ray of light in an instant, and the tumultuous world suddenly subsided.

Not only that, this sword went deep into the core, and cut open the giant who manipulated the celestial phenomena. The tough body of the God King and the divine weapon in his hands were almost simultaneously broken into two halves and fell down... .

"Well, is the old man still thinking too simply?" Mekar disappeared as a light spot, "Is it your turn to sit on the throne this time? But unfortunately, it is the 'dragon' that the old man can't fight... ..”

"call......"

Just as Ye Qing was about to take a breath, the storm that hadn't dissipated suddenly changed again.

"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning!

Those of you who live in this world, the servants of God-King Mekar.

Your master was killed by the demon king in front of you. If you still have the shame and anger, and the obsession with revenge, then lend your power to me——Guardian of Light [Vereslana]!

I swear in the name of the patron saint of the contract, I will use your power to destroy this terrifying demon king! "

The war god incarnated by the boy mobilized the divine power of the dead Mekal, and even added the power of his own incarnation to it. The goat entwined with lightning and the gorgeous flying bird were thrown into the storm.

In this way, the ultimate storm beyond imagination was born!

If it is placed on the ground, it will undoubtedly uproot the entire city and strangle it into countless pieces-the power is so great.

"Do you think this exaggerated move will work for me?!"

Ye Qing's figure remained unshakable, his firm footsteps advanced unaffected by the super storm.

"Ahahaha, that's the way it should be, otherwise it would be boring!"

The teenager in the center of the storm didn't feel any disappointment, but became excited instead.

"Although I don't care about fate at all, since I can fight you again, I naturally won't refuse the goddess' invitation.

Godslayer, I am the battle god who seeks battle and victory, and also seeks defeat.

I was defeated by you last time, so of course I have to offset it with victory this time! "

The young army god began to chant the spirit of speech.

"I am the strongest!

Hold tight to all who win! "

Heterogeneous spell power rippled in the void.

"Humans and demons, defeat all enemies, and break all the existence that stands in front of you.

With the protection of Mithra, and the ever-victorious spirit of speech, I will present the controversy to the world, and I will crusade against the demon king here!

Therefore, the light of words, become my sharp sword! "

Then, the golden light manifested a broad golden sword in the boy's hand.

It can be understood just by looking at it, that it is undoubtedly a divine sword that can wipe out evil.

"Come, warrior, point your sword at me, and I will do likewise."

"You're wrong, Welleslaner."

Ye Qing faintly uttered a sentence, and a certain rune on his chest began to emit a mysterious light.

"In the name of justice, I hereby issue a verdict—you are the evil that needs to be defeated!"

In an instant, the Sun of Condemnation that burned up the void descended from the sky!

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"Roar--"

Deeper than the sound of the wind, more solemn than the roar of the dragon, the scorching breath passed through the starry night, creating another round of sun in the darkness, and fell rapidly downward!

"—I am justice, and it is only natural that justice will win. This is the rule of heaven, an unquestionable divine will!"

The unfathomable spell power rose up like an abyss, and the boundless storm seemed to be a little quieter.

Above the sky, the dazzling sun disc reveals a blue-gold brilliance like a jewel.

"Vereslana, who does not follow, you are the ever-victorious military god, the guardian of the god of light, the belief of the people, and the protector of the contract. You can be said to be the embodiment of justice without a doubt.

But you have lost your way in the pursuit of defeat and victory. You have turned your back on the people and turned into a God of Disobedience. You once brought great disasters to this world.

The time of condemnation has come, repent for what you have done! "

A sacred and scorching dragon snake flew out of the sun disc, blazing with heavenly fire that would burn away all evil, and rushed into the storm unstoppably, tearing apart heavy wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and directly hit the young army god at the core!

[Lian Yan Tan]——The dragon fire of the sun that condemned the sin, even the ever-victorious and invincible military god cannot be spared.

"Ahhh-!"

The boy holding the golden sword howled in pain in the flames, and his body kept changing into other forms.

Either the wild boar rampages and destroys everything, or the ram represents the sacred and sacrificial, or the big bird shuttles in the void, but no matter which incarnation it is, it cannot escape the burning flame.

The god who originally represented the incarnation of justice is now being swallowed by the fire of judging evil.

"...I didn't expect it to end like this."

The boy gave up struggling, turned back into a human form and looked at Ye Qing.

"I don't just seem to lose in strength... In terms of human lifespan, you seem to be very young. I really look forward to your growth... No, in a sense In terms of appearance, this is already a complete posture."

Lamenting that he couldn't fight Ye Qing who had grown up again, the undefeated military god boy disappeared in the flames.

"Huh...the three of them have returned to the realm of immortality, how about you?"

Ye Qing faintly asked somewhere in the void.

"Do you want to continue fighting with me?"

"Hmph, isn't Old Sun afraid of your failure?!"

A golden-haired monkey jumped out of no one, raised the iron rod in his hand and hit Ye Qing on the head.

"Hey, look at the trick!"

Ye Qing immediately swung Wuhua's black sword, and it collided with Monkey King's wishful golden cudgel.

"Come on come on come on!"

Worthy of the reputation of fighting the Buddha, the Monkey King swung the iron rod and launched a storm-like blow without a trace of stagnation.

Fierce, powerful, solid.

Every attack is real, there is no false move or strategy to speak of, just like venting his crazy self, powerful attacks enough to flatten a hill, attacking Ye Qing one after another.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

But Ye Qing didn't miss any omissions, withstood all the attacks, and used the black sword in his hand to counteract the blows of the iron rod again and again.

Then, at a certain moment, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Ye Qing's eyes.

"Bah—!"

An understatement of the sword grazed the Monkey King's body, breaking off the clothes on his body.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong looked down, puzzled, "No injury... Hey, so you also missed some times?"

"Not always."

As if he didn't care about the Monkey King anymore, Ye Qing put away the black knife on his own.

"Snapped......"

Invisibly, it seemed that something had been cut off.

"Huh? This is—"

The Monkey King was shocked and looked at his hands and feet in astonishment.

"It's the [thread]." Ye Qing said calmly, "I cut off the thread that led you here, God of Destiny's karma."

"Hey, aren't you playing tricks?" The Monkey King suddenly became dissatisfied.

Ye Qing was slightly speechless: "Which monkey was the monkey that ganged up with others to beat up the seriously injured patient just now?"

"I don't know that kind of monkey with bad taste."

The corner of the monkey king's mouth grinned: "It must be a six-eared macaque pretending to be me."

"...Forget it." Ye Qing didn't bother to argue with him.

"Hmph, to lose to the same person twice, old grandson is really unlucky."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the Monkey King disappeared.

"Phew... finally you are the only one left this time, my lord goddess."

Ye Qing raised his head, looking at the young blonde girl floating in the air.

"..."

Goddess of Fate looked at Ye Qing speechlessly, then stretched out another hand, and the invisible silk thread spread into the distance——

"Oh!"

The hand that weaved the thread of fate fell on the "carpet" without warning.