Urban Sims

In the third month of the duel, the **** of light's avatar suddenly failed.

What went wrong?

The believers who support the avatar of the **** of light and convey the power of faith cannot hold on.

In particular, the number of crippled believers with more than 50 million brains has exceeded the tolerance limit of their heads due to long-time and high-intensity prayers. After a high load output for a month or two, their heads either burst or went down.

Almost all of the 50 million believers with brain disabilities are reimbursed.

The avatar of the God of Light has fallen in strength by more than half.

On the other side, although only 300 billion people are sending power to him, these 300 billion people have been in a stable output state, and their heads have been fully rested. Therefore, the power delivered is stable and powerful.

The more important reason is that Zhou Ming still has free benches here. He actually organized more than 500 billion people and divided them into two groups to send him power, 300 billion as the main force, and 200 billion as the substitute ... Output.

This is also a part of the duel strategy he developed, so that his fighting power is stable and lasting.

The God of Light availed there, but did not arrange a substitute. After two or three months of high-intensity output, his hundreds of billions of believers were blamed if their heads did not explode.

Naturally, the power of the avatar of the **** of light is declining faster and faster.

Gradually suppressed by Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming, who had the upper hand, was of course not polite, and began to attack frantically, evading from the avatar of the **** of light, and constantly retreating.

Seeing that the situation is not good in the back, after going down like this, after the sway of a sword, the avatar of the **** of light turned around and ran away, intending to escape.

However, in terms of agility, Zhou Ming has always had an advantage, and now the advantage is even greater!

The **** of light avatar wanted to run, how could he escape his palm.

Soon Zhou Ming caught up with him easily, raised the sword in his hand, and cut it off at the back of the **** of light.

"Etc., etc!"

Perhaps feeling the breath of death, the **** of light stepped on a brake, suddenly slowed down, turned his head and shouted to Zhou Ming.

"Why? Are there any last words to explain?" Zhou Ming suspended the attack and asked with sarcasm.

"This world is yours!"

"As long as you kneel in front of me and embrace the light, this world is yours!"

"Lei Lin, you are a talent, a talent that has never been encountered forever! I am very optimistic about you, come and do it with me, I will reuse you, and reuse you greatly! I can give you this world!"

The **** of light avatar, started to draw Zhou Ming, in order to avoid falling, actually made a promise to expel heavy chips: this world, directly owned by Zhou Ming.

This is not only the biggest condition that the God of Light avatar can open, but also full of confidence, thinking that Lei Lin will definitely be emotional, and will definitely agree!

After all, the power of the **** of light is much stronger than the creation **** of this plane, and he controls a large number of planes. Following the **** of light, the future is certainly brighter!

Therefore, the avatar of the God of Light is very determined: as an extremely intelligent person, Lei Lin knows what to choose, and should lower his head and swear allegiance to the light.

However, there is a sword light with ten percent strength, with a thunderous momentum, at a very fast speed, slashing toward the vital part of the **** of light.

A voice came from my ear:

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of kneeling down."

"And, I do n’t like your mean and ignorant faith."

"I believe in the science that reveals all truth! I believe in the gods who are able to conquer the heavens and mortals. They can also control the gods of hundreds of millions of souls!"

"I refuse to be controlled by God, I want to be my own God!"

"So ... let me fall!"

While talking, Zhou Ming stepped up the offensive, with the purpose of slashing the **** of light, without any reservation, he tried his best!

"Boom boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Numerous explosions sounded, and sonic booms, water bursts, underground plate bursts, and even spaces broke ... This shows the fierce attack of Zhou Ming.

The avatar of the God of Light couldn't resist it at all, not only backing off again and again, but also making various howlings.

"no no!"

"You stupid ignorant ants, do you know who you are fighting against?"

"You are fighting against the supreme light **** who controls 368 planes! Looking for death, you are looking for death!"

"You are dead, you are dead!"

"Ah! Ah!"

Zhou Ming brushed two swords, cut off one of his hands and one leg respectively, and then used a hard sword to cut off his head.

"boom!"

The last sword smashed the final weapon below, and Zhou Ming scolded: "Like those routine villains, there is so much nonsense!"

Beheaded.

In this way, the God of Light avatar, which has been raging for nearly three years, fell.

In the live video, there was a cheer:

"Victory, we won!"

"Win, this war, we finally won!"

"Great, great!"

"Great leader, great leader 666!"

"Master 666666!"

Numerous 666 barrage suddenly appeared on the screen. In front of this difficult victory, countless people were cheering and crying.

"It's not easy, it's really not easy." The senior leaders of all ethnic groups sighed, no matter what the relationship between the various ethnic groups, at this moment, everyone was full of joy.

"Not good! The avatar of the God of Light is not dead yet!"

suddenly!

A burst of exclamation sounded.

Everyone's smile immediately froze on his face, his eyes staring at the screen, and found that the leader Lei Lin suddenly lit a golden channel of light in front of him.

The translucent color avatar of the **** of light rose from the bottom of the passage of light and hung in front of Zhou Ming.

Seriously, he said something to Zhou Ming:

"good very good!"

"Humble ignorant insects, you angered me, you succeeded in angering a god!"

"Yes, you won today, but your soul, I have made a mark, a mark that can never be erased!"

"I will find you, and I will kill you! I will draw your soul and bring it to my kingdom of God, tortured in pain, I will torture you for a thousand years, ten thousand years! Torture you forever!"

"Haha, you are done, you are done!"

The God of Light avatar in front of him, gritted his teeth and said incredulously.

Obviously for Zhou Ming, he hated it to the extreme, actually marked Zhou Ming's soul, planning to make a comeback in the future, and then find Zhou Ming to settle the bill!

"Thank you so much for favoring me. Since you don't run, then stay forever!"

The cold light flashed in Zhou Ming's eyes, and the system in his brain immediately began to act, suddenly turned into a white mist, and emerged from the top of the head. After lightning wrapped the avatar of the **** of light, within two seconds, the brain A prompt sounds in the middle:

"Ding ~! Devour one of the gods of light ~ www.readwn.com ~ to get a lot of information about the law, and the resolution of the divine power of light reaches 100%."

Hearing this prompt, Zhou Ming showed a sneer in the corner of his mouth, and spit out two words: "Fool!"

In fact, the avatar of the God of Light, after the final weapon he drove and the soul was stripped, should immediately escape and return to the body of the God of Light, but did not expect to come to Zhou Ming to act in front of him. The system in his mind will naturally not be polite. , Seeing the fat that was actively sent to the mouth, the system swallowed it.

As for the "soul mark" said by the **** of light avatar, for the master of the soul-the system, it is simply pediatrics and pediatrics, and the system instantly cleared that mark to Zhou Ming.

...

"Oh ~"

In the endless chaotic void, within a certain shrine, a powerful **** sitting on the Supreme God's seat suddenly spit out blood.

He quickly swallowed the blood back, and only let a golden blood shed on the corner of his mouth.

His chest undulated violently, and then a roar of madness came out:

"Dead! I must let you die!"

"I want to extract your soul, exhaust all methods of torturing the soul, torture your soul, and never let your soul dissipate!"

"I will not torture forever! Forever!"

"Oh ~!"

The brighter and more excited God finally couldn't help but spit out all the blood he had just suffocated.

The golden blood of God, precious and unavailable blood of God, spewed out like tap water without money!

...

The Azeroth plane on the other side, after winning a difficult victory, has now become a sea of ​​cheers.