When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 915

Scattering the sword energy with an iron hammer, the God of Forging, who also did not intend to fight in the capital of his own ethnic group, simply flew towards the distance with Yong Ye, preparing to go to the barren continent next door.

As for the location of the goblin capital, the battleship of the elves and the girl of the Flügel were chasing behind.

On a barren continent where there is no life, the two sides are facing each other in the sky, staring at each other closely, the atmosphere on the scene is on the verge of breaking out, but...

The person who took the lead was neither Eternal Night nor the God of Forging... but Jibril who emerged from the void through space transfer after leaving the restricted air zone.

Appearing not far from Yongye, the halo on Jibril's head changed, becoming larger and more complex, like an extremely mysterious magic circle, drawing a complex and huge circle of light.

She forcibly squeezes the required elves from the atmosphere and the source of the elf corridor inside the planet, and continuously compresses and even sucks in the light to turn it into black, causing the spear-like black beams of light to sway in her hands, and her wings are also growing in size Later, it turned black because of the excessive strength of squeezing the surrounding forces.

"Although there are many questions I want to ask, since we have started, we can only start properly, and this battle will be led by me——Jibril, one of the eighteen wings of the Flügel species, please understand it well, Lord of the Gods... Excuse me." Sky Strike with all your strength—launch!"

The words fell to the ground, and under the circumstance that the God of Forging ignored him but was a little surprised, the huge black light gun fell.

…

Although the Flügel is a very terrifying race, compared to the lower races below them, they are so powerful that they are inhuman, but...

Compared with her superior race, the Flügel is relatively weaker, and compared to the highest-level existence of the gods, it is even worse. Even two hundred Flügel cannot defeat the weakest Deity species, because the deity species does not have the weakness of the dragon spirit species.

Therefore, the strongest attacking Sky Strike of the Flügel that can receive nuclear bombs in the face can also be received by one of the strongest gods, the God of Forging without moving.

But... to the God of Forging's surprise...

"Impossible... a mere False God's Broken Wings can actually make me feel pain?"

Motionless, the God of Forging looked like a clown, looking very unbelievable at the blood on his palm.

"... Well done, go back and rest."

Catching the girl who had overused her strength and turned into a young child, Yong Ye had no intention of explaining to the God of Forging that Jibril was no longer the same after several upgrades, but just smiled and touched Jibri like a child praising her Lil's head made Jibril, who was indeed a child, retreat, unexpectedly...

"—Ah~ woo!"

Before leaving, little Jibril bit his hand, and before he could ask why, she glared at him, and then the little Flügel let out a "hum", turned around and patted Little wings, fly to the fleet that has arrived.

"... I feel like I'm almost used to this inexplicable thing, after all, it's Jibril..."

When Jibril got smaller, as her body got smaller, her mental age also seemed to get smaller. Occasionally, there would be very childish things. Yongye knew this a long time ago, so she didn't care about it. little things.

Wiping the saliva off his hands, Yong Ye turned his head and looked at the Forging God who was still a little dazed.

"——Little Feather Wing did hit twice, but that was just an appetizer, the killing has begun... Let's dance! Let us have a good fight!"

The God of Forging shook his hand, then let go of the shock in his heart, and waved the left and right weapons with both hands. It was completely different from the calmness last time, and directly resounded in the wilderness with a voice full of fighting intent and murderous aura.

"Unexpectedly, there are some elegant words...It doesn't suit you with thick eyebrows and big eyes at all, but since that's the case, let's start...You are the first—the beginning of annihilating the world!"

The wind converged towards Yongye like worshiping a king, and gradually formed a tornado. The dark red wings made of pure energy were not so much solid as substance, but rather a real existence.

The black ash in the sky was gathered and absorbed by the tornado, and the starry sky appeared after losing its cover.

The red light hanging high in the universe is shining on the surface of the planet at this moment, and the blood-like moonlight gradually condenses to form twenty-four giant swords. The sea not far away also slams, and a big explosion occurs.

The sea water produced irregular waves, and tens of thousands of tons of sea water surged out like a huge sea dragon, gathered in the night sky, and finally dispersed and turned into countless ice blades.

Their colors are like the surface of the sea in the middle of the night, azure blue with turbid black shadows and a breath of death. At the same time, a large number of spatial fluctuations appeared in front of Yong Ye, and thousands of mass-produced holy swords automatically emerged.

All kinds of sword blades are entrenched in the night sky, covering the starry sky under it.

And the divine fire of the forging god below, which burns everything, is also hovering around the body of the forging god, enveloping it like a whirlpool, let alone getting close to it, mortals will be scorched into black ashes just by being illuminated.

There was silence all around, deathly silence.

The black and gray in the sky seemed to stop falling at this moment, and the world seemed to freeze at this moment.

Just after a thousandth of a second of silence, which ordinary people can't feel at all—boom! An indescribable howl sounded.

The new gods and the old gods began a decisive battle with life as the bet.

Chapter 25: The Immortality of Concepts

"——Today! Let you know! The gap between the old and new gods, brought about by thousands of centuries! It is definitely not a gap that can be bridged by some small means!!"

The God of Forging created a spring made of flame vortexes, and it was about to rush to Yong Ye's body in an instant. It obviously didn't touch the ground, but it relied on the aftermath of the broken space to rebound, breaking the ground and contaminating the spring made of flames. Countless sky-falling fires scattered out.

The countless sword blades under Wan Jian Guizong all aimed their sword tips at the flame giant in an instant, and flew out spontaneously to intercept them like cannonballs, but the iron hammer wrapped in flames could block the way with one blow. The holy sword smashed, causing it to shatter into metal fragments.

The flame on the God of Forging is hotter than the lava, and the ice sword of the Eternal Night Rider began to melt as soon as he got close to it, so he saw that the heat wave alone was enough to burn all things, and three years ago, he even put his hand on it. The carbonized flame couldn't help frowning slightly.

Then he quickly changed his strategy, and with a swipe of his hand, the swords that filled the space between heaven and earth were mobilized at the same time.

The moonlight giant sword uses the holy sword as its skeleton, and combined with the holy sword, it turns into twenty-four mountain-sized moonlight holy swords, and countless ice swords are also combined to form thousands of five-meter-long giant swords .

"...Don't worry, I will also let you know that the time gap is not invincible."

At the same time as he spoke, Yong Ye pointed the magic sword at the void and swung it horizontally to activate the blade storm. The giant swords with a strong sense of presence danced beside Yong Ye at the same time, turning into an unprecedented size, as if they wanted to tear the world together. Shattered, a storm of blades.

A large amount of sword energy filled with divine power is automatically generated inside the storm. These unstoppable sword energy can easily cut the peak almost in two. The densely packed sword energy scattered and flew out, just like the gods in the age of myths cutting the earth , Adjust the shape of the earth.

"It's indeed much stronger than last time, but... only this is not enough."

The God of Forging raised the giant cannon horizontally and aimed it at the storm. The muzzle gathered divine light and used the elves to add divine power to bombard the storm.

The loud sound of tearing the eardrum was generated between the bombardment of the giant cannon and the storm, and continued to roar. The torn space continued to shatter, and the surrounding air turned into deadly wind and waves to ravage around.

On the periphery of the battlefield, Gale was colliding with the light wall that spread out in front of the fleet, and there was a violent explosion sound, but the interior was prepared in an orderly manner.

A large number of frigates with tens of thousands of high-level magicians, relying on the auxiliary and enhancement devices on the frigates, deployed large-scale and high-intensity protective magic in front of them, so that the aftermath was all blocked by the light wall in the atmosphere.

"——Space blockade with the maximum power, and at the same time prepare to release the zeroth protection of the void, and lock the god of forging with all your strength!"

On the Bianhua flagship, which is protected by a frigate that specializes in defensive techniques, Xinke glanced aside and lay on the prepared flowers. The healing team composed of elf saints and nuns is applying recovery techniques. Lil then ordered the operators under her command to prepare the strongest attack technique of Void Zero Protection.

At the same time, the ordinary flower boats are constantly attacking the God of Forging. Whenever its huge flowers flash light, the attack formula will draw an invisible trajectory, flying towards the distant place, and being restrained by Yongye, there is no time to attack. Their god of the forge.

A single anti-ship attack spell is naturally impossible to cause any trouble to the God of Forging, but when the number is tens of thousands, it is enough to cause a certain amount of trouble.

And it didn't take long, when everything was ready, the zeroth technique of the void with special additions turned into a green light ball and flew out.

"Annoying forest long-eared bastard!"

Just as he was about to hit the blade storm and smash Yongye to death with a hammer, these overwhelming ship-fighting techniques also annoyed the God of Forging a bit.

Thinking that he is also the creator of the big clan, and now he is fighting alone here. Because the internal personnel rebelled and did not need to expect reinforcements, he was completely isolated and helpless, so he made up his mind. After cleaning up Yongye, he Just go back and clear out the rebels in the clan.

"—Drink, huh?"