Roaring, the bovine orc species named Yi Yan exerted his strange power, coupled with the increase of "blood damage", burst out like a disintegration.

——Boom!

Mikolash was kicked out.

It's not over yet, in addition to the ring of the imperial witch, the other four orc species have also entered a state of "blood-corruption", and the flying body that is not afraid of death plunges into the dust.

The rocks were shattered and the trees were uprooted.

Obtained an orc species with the same physical constitution as the Skywing species, it attacked the leader of the Nightmare species with all its strength in a frantic manner.

No, it's not just this way...

Yu Wuhuan captured the shadows in the gray mist with several times enhanced dynamic vision. She knew that this string of attacks that seemed exaggerated, except for the initial blow, did not fall on Mikolash. Body.

However, Yi Yan's collapse of the mountain did not cause much damage.

The leader of the Nightmare Seed, Mikolash is still intact, and the corners of his clothes have not been scratched.

"Happy and happy. Because I missed the battle between Master Creator and Skywing last time, this is the first time I have a race battle with this speed and attack method."

Not even an instant, Mikolash's movements were reversed.

Reaching out, holding an orc's arm, there was almost no obstruction, and it was easily torn off by Mikolash.

"Well!"

The Orc groaned in pain.

"I'm working hard, I haven't used my spiritual power yet."

Mikolash smiled.

"Compared to the Dragon Essence, you are just like the paper. If the Skywing is the same, I may have to consider suggesting to the Creator Lord to attack the Skywing in advance."

There is no time to think about countermeasures.

Yu Wuhuan clenched his silver teeth, slammed his feet, and joined the chaotic battlefield with the help of reaction force.

...

Above the sky, even higher than the Goblin Species and Mori Species fleet, there was a strange existence looking down on the earth.

Silver iron eyes, petite body, more perfect appearance than delicately cut diamonds.

Sitting on a tall ink bottle, holding a large brush in one hand, and supporting his cheek in the other, it seems to be a manifestation of the word "sacred".

She is powerful, but also nothingness.

Here, not here.

Older than any kind of gods, the first **** at the beginning of the world, the "uncertainty" possessed by the girl, even the strongest "God of War," Artesiu can't be sure.

It is not the cause of power, but some more fundamental element.

-Spiritual.

The godlike girl moved her eyes little by little, skipping the confrontation between the Mori and Goblin, and the slaughter of the Nightmare by the Demon Seed, and finally focused on the battlefields of several Orcs and Mikolash.

It's much more lively than before...

It seems that there are more and more people who can communicate...

The girl thought this way, but then, endless questions emerged.

What is the nature of communication?

Why is the world like this? What is the world?

Under the influence of the spirit of "suspicious", the girl's silver and iron eyes became more and more empty.

Obviously I had already penetrated my soul at the time, and as a result, he would not even give me the only certain answer, "I have been alive"...

The spirit seed that always holds doubts, the spirit seed who can never find the answer.

The girl is like a leaf swaying in the wind, randomly, without reason, driven by instinct, drifting towards the battlefield where the orc species is located.

Chapter 39: New Life and Ancient, the God of Disaster and the God of Doubt

Claw, kick, elbow.

With the help of bodily functions to throw objects, steel breaks through the piercing of the atmosphere.

Digging a hole in the hard rock in an instant, sneak attack from the enemy's feet.

Seal the opponent's limbs and penetrate the body directly from the back.

In order to survive, the orcs have used the advantage of "blood damage" to the fullest, and some have even surpassed the limit of the "blood damage" time that could be maintained.

And the leader of the Nightmare Seed, "Crazy Blade" Mikolash remained unscathed.

Even in this series of unrested attacks, he was able to keep "not killing an orc species", just like for more fun, encouraging the Yu Wuhuan them.

"Hurry up, even faster, faster, you can catch me."

Mikolash yelled.

"Hope is right in front of you, don't give up. I will never use spiritual power or space to jump now. As long as I can destroy me to use "stained blood", then I will be your victory! Ha ha ha ha! "

——It's all about unilateral jokes.

The fox females have sharpened their teeth, and their blood-red pupils have begun to show signs of blurring.

If you continue to use "Blood Bad", you will die.

The power of the runaway elves is not a simple thing, like a double-edged sword, while cutting the enemy, it will continue to hurt itself.

Her internal organs, especially her heart, were about to enter a state of failure.

"Don't stop, I'm giving you a reminder, my next action is..."

‘Mikolash! ’

"Wow!"

The leader of the Nightmare species was distracted for a moment, and the Ring of the Witch and the remaining two orc species that were still capable of fighting rushed forward and imprinted their claws on Mikolash's chest.

Hit it!