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The Stygian River surges across the inside and outside.

When the fierce warrior **** raised his face again, the severe chill in his eyes still made the rulers feel chills.

Even if it has already been riddled with defects, it is approaching the limit of destruction.

But he was still blocking the front of hell.

The broken armor is like skin, the broken lines are like texture, and the exposed hinges are like bones filled with cracks...At this moment, the dying giant is like nothing, facing the shattered wind, straight forward.

The storm of the sea of ​​thunder and the sea of ​​blood of subjugation cannot bury him.

The will from the sublimator attached to the dead iron, which made the steel giant who had been on the verge of collapse run again. The sword of judgment surged with flames and slammed loudly, tearing apart the giant monsters crawling in the shadow realm.

It's like tearing a piece of insignificant thin paper.

"Isn't it hot just now, guys? Why bother--"

In the rain of blood in the sky, Osiris smiled hoarsely and invited the enemies, "Don't worry, we are just beginning!"

As a result, the broken stars burned and rushed toward the abyss again!

Behind him, the turbulent torrent of the Stygian river cut off everything, leaving only the only choice for the opponents.

The war is not over yet.

With this surging death as the boundary, we will never die!

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Within the Styx, on the high hanging world tree, Gaia neighed, and the elegy climbed endlessly, so ear-piercing.

It was like the last, dying struggle.

At the top of the tree of the world, the seven miraculous imprints were trembling and shining quickly, unsustainable.

It is impossible to tell whether it is the elegy or the wailing of the tree of the world that is ravaging the eardrum.

No one knows whether Gaia can be restrained and cut off by this shackle after experiencing repeated heavy injuries...

Asgard, Nieffenheim, Jotunheim, Musbelheim... use nine different miracles to engrave, and use nine different **** essences to replace the nine-world pattern defined by Northern Europe.

Exhausted the divinity in the Pantheon and Vulcan's forging, and finally surrounded by the "Atrium" represented by the sword of the sky, and forged the tree of the world!

And only the part that represents the atrium is the real focus. All the other miraculous markings are intended to suppress the existence of the ‘atrium’ in this area.

Once in order to truly transcend the destiny, Odin searched the entire realm and mobilized the power of the entire Nordic **** system to create this miracle that can truly encompass the present realm, with the intention to hang on it and obtain it by sacrificing himself. The essence in the three pillars prevents the arrival of the dusk of the gods.

But after exhausting all his efforts, what he got is still nothingness.

Rome worked hard to restore it during the gambling game. It was originally only used as a backup. When the Great Secret Apparel could not be established, it was used as a backup replacement.

But now, if there is anything in the chessboard that can stop Gaia, I am afraid it is the only thing to exist...

But can it really succeed?

Mars stared at the giant steel tree trembling violently between the distant world.

Wide-eyed.

Unwilling to blink for a moment.

After exhausting the reserves and strength of the Pantheon, he now has only the last strength to support his body. Apart from waiting, the only thing he can do is pray.

But praying will not be useful.

The **** is dead, even Gaia even stood on the opposite side of man and became their opponent.

Nothing can protect them anymore.

They have to stand in front of others to protect their only remaining world.

Until one day, the torrent of destruction drowned them.

Before that, he could only hold on to his spear and wait for the result to come.

And the sound of cracking echoed between heaven and earth.

Every moment, there are not knowing how many roots grow out, and new cracks will appear on the blockade that can be covered heavily. The swords wedged on Gaia trembled violently, twisted by Gaia's struggle, and flew.

The terrifying heat spewed from the cracks, burning the face of the inaccessible mother to pitch black.

That old face no longer has the hideousness and cruelty that belonged to the goddess of revenge, nor the dignity and dignity of gods and Buddhas, but under the cover of countless scars, only one pair of pupils still glowed with radiance.

"With this remnant, enter the Lord of Liga!"

The old woman shouted hoarsely, stretched out her hand, and squeezed the copper rod that Hanuman had turned, Wo poured blood: "Mighty Holy Spirit, testify to me!"

The scarlet blood turned into the shot of the spear, holding it upside down from her hand.

Together with the soles of her feet, they penetrated into Gaia's chest and took root!

The miracle of activation was drawing her blood and soul, revealing the last glow, and suppressing the fierce turbulence that came from the tree of the world.

Snapped!

A soft sound.

The mother's face stiffened for a moment, cracks appeared, and she turned her head sluggishly.

Just above Gaia's face, the steel roots that were bound in layers suddenly burst into a slender gap, stretching, growing, and spreading to both sides!

The cruel balance still hasn't favored their existence.

Even if everything about oneself is turned into a bargaining chip and sacrificed on it, it still can't match the weight of Gaia.

Snapped!

The crack grows.

The light of the angel descended, and on the huge wheel, a pair of eyes closed quickly, and the soul of the living saint rose from the holy coffin, exhausted the power accumulated in the holy coffin, turned into a spinning flame sword, and nailed it in. The World Tree integrated the miracle into this activated cage, slowing the expansion of the fissure for a moment.

Followed by the burning bones in the solar calendar stone.

On the circling sun wheel, a sticky **** flame fell into the tree of the world. This was the last ray of sunset before destruction in the original era reflected by the first sun.

The spread of the rift has come to a standstill.

But the ray of sunset that represents the last hope is gradually drying up. Terrar burned himself, and the last flame he exchanged for jumped hard, leaving only the candle in the wind.

This is the final countdown.

Huai Shi's eyes widened, and she had forgotten to breathe.

But he suddenly heard a low roar from the wind, like a mountain rolling on the ground...

In the thunder of thunder, the figure that appeared on the horizon.

Kuafu? !

The majestic giant is running wildly.

Burning, swinging his arms, as if soaring, galloping toward the tree of the world.

Wherever he went, only the barbell-like laughter echoed.

Behind him, while the chains were dragging, the palaces full of cracks were surging with flames.

That is the fragment of the last miracle cast by the Eastern Xia Genealogy, all the power left by the Qing Emperor.

-Fuso!

"That idiot..."

In the life-saving cabin of the Holy Coffin Fortress, the Qing Emperor under the oxygen mask could almost imagine Kuafu's unrestrained appearance now, and couldn't help sighing.

Is he too old?

Can't understand the vitality of young people?

No, even if the world is destroyed in front of your eyes, you shouldn't be afraid of that kind of nasty criticism, right?

Is this a defect or an advantage?

It is really indistinguishable.

I just hope it's too late...Don't be too late!

Now, in the gaze of everyone, Kuafu ran wildly again, turned his back on the sun, toward the end of the countdown. Rise up all the last strength.

Shouting, roaring, and suddenly pulling the chain that was about to be embedded in the bones on his shoulders, the broken palace suddenly rose into the sky, and as his arms waved and whirled, he flew towards the world tree between heaven and earth!

"——Give it to me!!!"

In this way, dragging Kuafu who had lost his strength, the wreckage of Fusang soared so freely in the wind, reversing the tens of thousands of times of gravity, and once again following the echo of the earth mother, and flew towards the tree of the world.

It's just that, without being in Gaia's embrace, he has fallen into the sun wheel of the solar calendar stone!

Recharge the light for the dim flame!

The last light of the residual candle fire suddenly jumped, madly colliding and spreading, and that brilliant light shrouded the world tree, continuously shed the sunset light, integrated into the system of the nine worlds, and blocked Reinforce!

The complicated mystery that symbolizes the nine divisions of the world reappears from the tree of the world.

The elegy stopped abruptly.

But a louder noise than that louder than that sounded from the blockade of the world tree and burst out suddenly, causing waves of turbulence in the sky and the earth.

Like a heartbeat!

Masses of blood spewed out from behind the rift, and Wo filled the barren world, forming a scarlet ocean. And under those fissures that quickly closed, there was a flesh and blood arm that resembled a human being suddenly pierced out!

Immediately afterwards, it was the second one!

It's like a dying beast sloughing out its own cicada and shed its dead skin.

This is no longer to the extent that the gecko docks its tail, but it seems that the organs have taken the lead from the trunk before the main body is about to die out!

Everyone feels a chill deep into the bone marrow.

Even if it is to give up most of the body and strength, Gaia will forcibly break away from the fast-closing shackles——

But right in front of the rift.

Waiting for him is the cold light like a sword!

Want to run so easily?

not that simple!

On the dark hull, the solemn iron light reappears ~lightnovelpub.net~ The high-pitched whistle like the sound of a siren burst out with the eruption of the tail flame.

"General orders for the entire ship!"

Above the Nautilus bridge, the heavenly navigator raised his hand and pointed forward: "Raise the flag, adjust the course, and the whole engine crew starts!

——Goal, Destroy Elements·Old Gaia! "

Tianque shook, and Guixu trembled.

Extracting the endless death and origin on the battlefield, exhausted the last strength.

In the enthusiastic shouts and cheers of countless heroes, the burning emblem from the Utopia once again rose from the hull, leading the last afterglow of the sky full of stars.

Without the ammunition in the warehouse, without the arms in the Heavenly Que, without the armor of the vertical and horizontal hell, but all of this does not matter.

There is another weapon that can be used!

They themselves are still here!

The war is not over yet, and the enemy is still in sight. Then, there is only one choice in front of me!

accelerate.

Speed ​​up!

The ferocious outline emerged from the ruins of the hometown, shrouded in the hull of the ship, amidst the surging tide, the hatred of the past turned into a sharp blade, and the entire battleship was used as a javelin for destruction.

Breaking through the shackles of the atmosphere and gravity, regardless of Gaia's screams and anger, move forward!

Collide!

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