The night gradually dawned, extinguishing the fire in the city, soldiers ran away on the wall.

The chaos of the corpse ghost attacking the city has subsided, but the tremor caused by the figures falling from the sky makes people panic. One by one, the figures run away in panic, shouting in fear and hesitation, and the noise is noisy, and the magic communications are all chaotic for a moment. They can only rely on the backward cavalry to go to the palace with the message.

For the gods who came from the sky and fell into the sky together with the figure of unknown origin, they were shocked and more incredible terror for the people in the city.

The person who received this message was the black scale that escaped the disaster. When he blocked the invasion of the corpse tide, he attacked the people on the Iron Throne and was hit by a sword in his chest. There was still no sign of healing and his blood flowed continuously.

If it weren't for his great swordsman's foundation, just bleeding like this would have been dead.

However, avoiding the huge rocks falling from the sky also made him use all his strength in his body. When he saw the content on the message, he sighed slightly.

Looking at the huge rocks covering the original atrium and palace terraces ahead, Hei Lin leaned against a tree beside him and sat down slowly, his face pale.

"Everything is over, this Northern Continent is completely over..."

Around the surroundings, soldiers came and went, countless shouts turned into buzzing... sounds wandering in my ears.

Going thousands of miles away, the sky is blue and dark, the black clouds in the east are marked with white fish belly, and the flags painted with the crows are spreading in the wind, and a group of ten thousand soldiers and horses have formed a long line, walking through the wilderness in the distance. In the distance, the quiet outline of the city wall can be seen in people's sight.

"This is a long-standing country. Along the way, the manor was dilapidated and destroyed, but there are many fertile fields still preserved. What we see alone is enough for us to eat for more than one 1,000 people in a year."

At the forefront of the marching team, scouts came and sent messages. On the back of a mount under the flag of the Crow, Altoria, who was determined to go north to look for opportunities, looked at the outlined city wall ahead, and felt a little emotional and excited. She had heard this soil talk about by her fathers since she was a child. This is paradise.

However, along the way, after passing the bombed Kamishire, further north, the earth was covered with mottled and black bloodstains. It was difficult to see living people on the roads, mountains and manors. Occasionally, they encountered one, and they were already confused or infected with plague and burned directly by soldiers.

The team was basically slaves, or they were defeated soldiers, all of whom suffered hardships, and the marching speed was not slow. Including several other adventurers who joined the wizards halfway, exerting agile spells on the soldiers, and their pace was much faster.

In more than a month, I pushed it directly from the Southern Continent to this side. I originally thought that there would be troops from this country to come to fight several fierce battles, but none of them happened.

The scout who passed the message had returned from the front, and the contents of the reply were exactly the same as before.

"The whole city is empty, and there are corpses everywhere."

In the night wind, the smell of the corpse smell came. Altoria turned her head and looked at Langton and Carl behind her, "Did I really do these things?"

"It should be, but we didn't see it with our own eyes..." Langton has always been steady and dared not confirm it casually.

Halfway through his speech, the girl on the mount there punched in the air: "That's great, my master is really amazing. He beat the upper country like this by himself!"

Then he repeated: "It's so amazing!"

Langton and the other two were stunned. Not long after, more than 10,000 people went to the distance. What came was a battle that belonged only to non-humans, which shocked everyone.

Earth and rocks rose into the sky, huge flames rolled up a long dragon in the wind, and rushed into the sky with splashing dust. The falling Mars flew into the city walls in the distance with stone chips. The soldiers hid behind the walls with their heads in their arms. An officer was commanding the troops at the top of the city to set up defenses. A stone as big as a head flew over and the sound came to an abrupt end.

In the suburbs north outside the city, a strong wind blew a big tree, and fell down with the sound of breaking. Then the tree's body flew up and was cut off by a knife in the air. The body was covered with the sound of wind and rushed over from the broken position.

Grash slapped the air with his right hand. When the divine power was shaken, a film of light visible to the naked eye was supported. On the opposite side, the long stick slammed and made a cracking sound. The moment the stick wind fell to the ground and splashed a lot of soil, among several arms on Xia Yi, Xue Yin Knife unsheathed with a clang, pulling out a fan-shaped cold light, presenting a huge semicircle.

The knife air penetrated through the air silently.

As he was about to reach his front, Grash had already reacted. With the push of the knife energy, his graceful figure floated backward almost at the same time. While floating, he raised an arm and dragged his palm upwards. With a loud bang on the ground, a rock pillar broke out from the ground and dispersed the sword light that pushed horizontally.

boom!

Boom...

The first rock pillar was broken, and debris were splashing everywhere. Several rock pillars followed one after another, breaking through the ground and rushing towards the figure. Several weapons danced at the same time, and several consecutive thrusts of rock pillars continued to break and explode. Xia Yi flattened the rock pillars. The moment he fell to the ground, his feet exploded, and the air exploded. In an instant, the body with a burst of sound was closer, and then he swung out a knife, and then he suddenly turned around and slashed again.

Guan Shengdao is intimidating China!

The first ray of morning light shone on the blade, and the winding dragon pattern whispered softly, and a cold light cut out angrily. The tip of the nose pressed against Grash's shoulder and neck. The clothes turned into magical power and the armor blew backwards.

Glash was pressed by the heavy knife edge, his feet retreated continuously, and in his palm, the light condensed and shrank into a ball to fight back. Fang Tian's painting halberd pierced in diagonally, and the halberd suddenly hooked her fingers.

Xia Yisan just flipped his arm suddenly, and a sharp end stirred Grash's fingers and it was a sharp pain. This was the time she felt the pain.

"ah"

Grash spilled open the light ball in his hand, and the ball collided with the opponent's weapons, and smashed the two of them. At the same time, the dragon sword, the snow-drinking knife, the golden cudgel, and the frost sadness waved almost at the same time.

Unparalleled Divine Power!

The devil's way swept through!

Five levels and six generals!

curse!

…

Six arms waving their teeth and claws.

Four weapons and the golden cudgel swinged with the right hand, and five weapons attacked the gods in the other world in a crazy and orderly manner. The terrifying power was pushed by nuclear energy, as if it could never stop. At this time, Xia Yi was like a chariot carrying endless firepower, pushing directly over, and attacked Grash's face, neck, chest, and waist, making a storm-like attack, making a sound of metallic attacks. The advancement was steady. Every time he took a step forward, the ground was sunk and cracking, and he stepped on it.

The falling halberd was avoided and a terrifying shock wave exploded under his feet. Grash was agile, but after slapping the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that was slashing straight at the door, he was still hit by two weapons.

The snow-drum knife cut through the shoulder and neck silently. The cold knife surface reflected the ends of the hair. Several hairs broke down and floated on the shoulders. Grash's arm hissed and cracked a hole. The fabric turned into energy and disappeared into the air. The wound on it quickly turned black.

"This is a curse..."

As a god, how could she not see what the black infected on the wound was? With a soft murmur, she slammed into Xia Yi's arms with a bang, and suddenly changed, knocking Xia Yi back two steps and rushing into the sky.

"Feel God's wrath!" A crystal light body was suspended behind Glash.

Below, a figure dragged his six arms and followed closely, jumping up. Among the five arms, a palm without weapons also stretched out.

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It was bright and it was already morning. The army that rushed directly from Chaohui Waterfall City did not attack the city, but went around the north along the eastern suburbs of the city, helped the teacher and destroyed the system of the evil upper country. All of the purposes of Altoria's trip.

Before he arrived at the direction where the battle broke out.

Artoria, Langton and other subordinates, as well as the soldiers behind them, saw countless sights of the woman's slim figure floating in the sky, and several diamond-shaped light bodies floating in the air.

"...that's a god, the god has appeared." Langton murmured as he stared at the floating figure in amazement.

The next second, a black shadow followed closely, rushed into the eyes of a group of stunned people, and grabbed the god's ankle.

"Get me down"

A violent roar echoed, and the floating Glash was not ready yet, his ankles tightened and his body was pulling down quickly.

"Let go, dirty mortal..."

With a loud bang, Xia Yi stepped on the ground with both feet. Before the god above his head finished speaking, his steps turned around. He roared with "ah" and grabbed the woman who was still trying to ascend to the sky with one arm, and suddenly slapped the ground. The figure that had not finished speaking had knocked out a big pit on the ground with a loud bang.

"Mortal, I want..."

The ankles tightened again, and the words broke when they were at their mouths. The body was dragged up again, drawing a trajectory in the air, smashing straight to the ground on the other side.

boom!

The dust, soil, and gravel all blew away in one direction, lying in the trapped body, the next moment, was dragged up again, crossing the air and smashing it down to the other side.

In the distance, on the city wall, almost all the gazes of the team coming, looking at the strange figure with five red arms, like hitting a doll, hitting the ground back and forth, and the ears were full of bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b

The dust spread, and the last sound of the hit stopped. Glash, who was almost inhuman on the ground, shook his body, and got up from the ground in a mess, with a very low voice.

"Grash is not killed by dirty mortals, I represent war and treacherous..."

In front, the roar of air broke her words directly. The golden cudgel swung away and swept out of the fan shape. The moment the metal touched her head, the shoulder-length hair was poured out to the side. The whole face trembled and squeezed together in the direction of the hair spilling, as if the head was dragging its body, and it flew out like a shell.

"Noisy!"

The stick flipped over and stopped on the ground.

distance.

Looking at the figure standing with a stick, looking at the woman who had made a ravine on the ground, Langton swallowed and remembered what he said before.
Chapter completed!