I, authentic, little sun

Jibril in Masamune's arms looked at the beam of light in the sky that looked like the sword of Damoris, her expression showed no fear of death.

But now, even she doesn't have confidence in the new owner, Zhengzong, that she can defeat the Flügel army.

Without him, "Pseudo-God Strike" is really too strong.

Space is distorted, time is condensed, and the whole planet seems to be trembling and whining.

With this level of power, it's no wonder that it can kill the gods.

The elves who were hiding in the authentic protection had a blank mind at this time, and the impending despair made them even lose the ability to think.

Its leader, Sinke, could only smile wryly when he saw this, and reluctantly accepted the ending of being exterminated.

No way, in the face of such mighty power, the elves seem to be no different from those human beings, they are weak people who can be broken at the first touch.

"I said, you underestimate your master too much, don't you?"

Zhengzong was a little helpless, how did he make it look like they were going to die.

"However, this kind of attack is indeed worthy of the name of a divine skill, and I can't continue to push it too far."

Zhengzong's cynical expression changed solemnly, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented seriousness.

From a certain point of view, this blow can already be said to be the full blow of God of War Artosh at a certain period.

"Xiaoji, you should have recovered your ability to move, right?"

Hearing Masamune's question, Jibril was taken aback for a moment, then let go of the hands that had been holding Masamune, and just floated beside him.

"Yes, yes." Jibril spread her hands, and replied helplessly, "But at best, this is the only way to go. I'm sorry master, I can't help at all right now."

"Enough is enough."

Zhengzong nodded, and also applied defensive protection to Xiaoji, and then showed a mad smile.

"Next, leave it to me!"

The moment the words fell, Zhengzong's body suddenly burst into dazzling light, and his black hair gradually turned silvery white as if it had been infused with divinity.

The pupils of the eyes also seemed to be forged by flames, turning into a gilt gold that one dare not look directly at.

At the same time, Muran had a golden spear in his hand, which was the indestructible blade that had accompanied him in the battle so far.

However, at this moment, the Immortal Blade changed, strands of platinum-golden sun flames spiraled up like dragon snakes.

The golden brilliance of the Immortal Blade faded, and gradually transformed into a platinum color, the brilliance flowed, and the newborn spear was full of lofty divinity.

The Sanskrit characters that were originally engraved on the gun body have also become more complicated, integrating mysterious and peculiar runes from multiple worlds.

In the same way, the sun armor on Zhengzong's body also began to tremble and change, and finally formed a brand new armor that was completely different from the past.

From this moment on, these artifacts have been transformed into their own shapes.

Because at this moment, he has finally shown the strength he possesses now, in addition to simulating the Star Creation Map, after experiencing the tempering of multiple worlds.

For Zhengzong, the previous battles can only be regarded as recreational temptations, without protection, without using power beyond the specification, to meet the enemy with pure body.

But now it's different.

Zhengzong, who completely let go of his hands, galloped with the power of flames dozens of times greater than that of ordinary gods, in the roaring torrent of energy.

The overly lofty divinity and unimaginable mantra even distorted the surrounding space like an illusion, as if shrouded in a layer of streamer, making it hard to see clearly.

Facing the star-destroying power created by the Flügel in mid-air, Masamune raised his hand and raised the Immortal Blade.

"Look, it's different from the previous attacks that were limited to four-digit levels, now, it belongs only to me, the real stab of extinction!"

As he said that, the brand-new sun armor on Zhengzong's body, as if the scene was reappearing, neat dividing lines suddenly appeared.

Along the neat dividing lines that suddenly appeared, the golden armor disintegrated piece by piece, like pieces of paper, blowing up with the wind.

But this time, the armor piece did not directly form the huge thunder light gun, but reorganized as if forming again, and attached to the Immortal Blade.

This makes the sharp gun, which already exudes a terrifying aura, a level of fierceness raised to another level.

At the same time, in the universe, there seemed to be a long hiss resounding through the stars in that round of brilliant sun.

A fierce horse that was burning with the fire of the sun, symbolizing the divinity of the sun, galloped and fell neighing at the real speed of light, as if spanning time and space.

Then it fell straight into the gun that Zhengzheng held high, serving as fuel for its boost.

"what is that?"

Azrael endured the pain of being torn apart by the elf in her body, and shifted her gaze to the sharp gun in Zhengzong's hand.

Just looking directly at it, she felt the threat of annihilation of her soul.

"Pseudo-God Strike" will lose?

For some reason, such an idea involuntarily appeared in Azrael's mind.

No, it's impossible, the strongest blow my lord Artosh bestowed on us Flügel will never lose!

"'Pseudo-God Strike' launched!!!"

Azrael suppressed the turmoil in her heart forcibly, a stern look flashed in her eyes, and then released the "Pseudo-Divine Strike" that was ready to be completed.

A pitch-black beam of light directly crushed the surrounding space, wrapped in unparalleled destructive power, and rushed towards Zhengzong...

Chapter 544 Chapter 26 God of War Appears

Coincidentally, the corners of Zhengzong's mouth curled slightly, and then, a sharp gun with a platinum color intertwined around it was directly thrown out by Zhengzong.

After finishing this movement, Masamune let out a slightly heavy gasp.

It seems that what was held high before was not a spear, but a world.

His astonishing ocean of divine power also disappeared, and even the third method couldn't fully restore it in a short time.

I'm sorry, it seems like I'm playing too big!

At this moment, Zhengzong didn't think about winning or losing at all, but was worried that his wrongly estimated blow would directly destroy the world.

Almost beyond the reaction time of life, the next moment, the two beams of light overlapped together.

In an instant, the entire sky was shattered!

The two tyrannical forces collided, and the surrounding space exploded directly, forming a terrifying black hole, and the surrounding black lightning frantically grew, containing the light of destruction.

An indescribable vortex gathered in the sky, and a huge vortex that could cover the entire world slowly appeared, and had the most intense collision with God Strike.

The whirlpool, which used to be enough to swallow any force in the past, encountered its opponent this time. The black mist of chaos and the divine light of destruction collided with each other. In the explosion of the tooth and tinnitus, everything in the sky was blown away.

The corpse, ashes, clouds, and the elf corridor flowing on the other side of the planet seemed to be stretched and straightened, with irregular distortions.

This collision of forces, even if it is a high-ranking race, if it is affected, it will be killed by the aftermath!

Before he had time to think about it, Masamune released all the magic power recovered during these few breaths to protect himself, Jibril and the elves.

That's right, including himself, because even he, in the face of the aftermath, has absolutely no certainty of not getting hurt!

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, but the bottom-up spear directly rushed back the jet-black beam of light and rushed to the sky.

The "Pseudo·God Strike" then exploded, turning into energy fragments and scattering to the sky and earth, like a black rain of light, really beautiful.

However, under this beauty, there is the ultimate danger.

The moment these sky strike energy fragments spilled onto the ground, they exploded directly, turning into the most intensive explosion, completely destroying the surrounding millions of meters.

If it wasn't for Zhengzong's initiative to resist these residual energies, it is conceivable that this planet will usher in a terrible crisis that can cause genocide.

The magical skill bestowed by the Creator, the "False Divine Strike" that gathered the full strength of the Flügel army lost...

After realizing this, the hearts of the Flügel were filled with disbelief, but in the next second, Azrael, who sensed something, suddenly changed her face, and looked palely at the beam of light below.

I saw that after destroying the "Pseudo-God Strike", the Immortal Blade didn't stop, and was still relentlessly heading towards the Flügel army... no, it was rushing towards the Flügel girls.

Boom! !Boom! !Boom!

In the blood-red sky, deafening roars sounded from all directions.

Countless flashes of lightning not only plunged the earth into chaos, but even the blood-red sky seemed unable to withstand this terrifying force, cracks and cracks could be seen everywhere...

This is proof that the space has been shattered.

Although the "world" itself is repairing these space cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, due to the large number of cracks, it will not be possible to repair them all in a short time.

There is absolutely no way to evade, and there is no way to resist. Are all the Flügel 'defeated' here?

Undoubtedly, if this continues, the god-killing weapons that make other races fearful will be crushed here!

At this critical moment, Artosh, who was on top of the fantasy species "Avant Heim", suddenly opened his eyes and traveled thousands of kilometers away.

All the Flügel who had lost their strength and turned back into the form of young girls were blocked behind them.

"My lord!"

"Lord Artosh!"

Seeing God of War personally rescue them, the eyes of the Flügel immediately lit up.

Artoxiu seemed to hold the principle of law in his hands. In this haste, he did not choose to defend, but punched the attacking sharpshooter forcefully!

"boom--"

The whistling sound like the sky falling apart came again, and the young girls of the Flügel who were cheering for the Creator's arrival just now were affected by the sweeping air wave.

It was completely blown away, and fell to the ground in disarray, smashing holes one after another, in a disgraceful state.

However, the Flügel didn't seem to care about this, and looked at the figure in the sky excitedly one by one.

The fitted black attire and crisp short hair contrasted sharply with Artesu's rough and ferocious appearance.

Coupled with the majestic gesture of shaking the sharp gun with his own strength, Zhengzong couldn't help but click his tongue.

Mmp, it's fine to come out and grab the limelight, but B can still be pretended by you? !

As if aware of the genuine discomfort, the power contained in the sharp gun surged again, and then under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, it pierced through the arm of the God of War!

Divine blood—sprayed from the air, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"how come……"

The eyes of Azrael and the other Flügel seemed to have lost their brilliance, and everyone couldn't help but start to shake their hearts.

This is something that even if the "Pseudo-God Strike" was crushed, it couldn't do it.

It is unimaginable for the Flügel to witness the injury of the "strongest" Creator they think.

In addition, after breaking through the God of War, the sharp gun thrown by Zhengzong did not stop, but rushed out of the planet and directly hit an extraterrestrial satellite.

It wasn't until the satellite was destroyed into countless rubbles that it barely stopped, turning into endless spirits and disappearing, waiting for Zhengzong's next call.

However, the stabbing pain of the arm being pierced and the blood spilling did not make God of War frown, and Artoxiu's eyes were almost brighter than ever at this moment.

Injured—that was the feeling he never felt after he defeated the strongest dragon god of the dragon spirit species.

This made His eyes full of fanatical fighting intent, making Zhengzong wonder if the other party would suddenly throw a fist at him in the next moment.

At this moment, Artoxiu moved his eyes to Zhengzong's body, and asked with burning eyes:

"I am the creator of the Flügel, the concept of war, the sharpening and fighting between life and death, is the embodiment of the truth of the ring, the strongest in this world.

Guest from another world, let me ask you, what is the strongest?What is the strongest thing in your heart? "

Authentic: "..."

Before answering the question, can you hold back that look in your eyes for a moment? !

Chapter 545 End of Chapter 27

Not to mention anything else, every time Zhengzong sees this kind of eyes, he has a subconscious feeling of tightness. The shadow that gay guy brought to him is still unforgettable to him.

"Ah--"

Zhengzong's face darkened, and he said with a sneer: "The strongest? That kind of thing doesn't exist at all!

If sufficient conditions are met, the weakest human in your opinion may be able to bite the throat of the strong! "

"nonsense!"