A foreigner's journey

When Slan died, everyone in the Moment of Eclipse raised their heads and looked in the direction of the message of death.

"Slan...have you also been defeated?"

Archangel Potter looked towards the distant sky with his sewed eyes and murmured.

Being held back by the Skeleton Knight for so long, even Archangel Porter, the chief of the Hand of God, had no time to help the other Hands of God. Potter raised his hand, and distorted space balls of different sizes immediately appeared around him. They were like companion stars surrounding Potter. Further inside, there were a large number of twisted spaces stacked on top of each other to protect Potter's body.

Buzz—! !

A blue sword light suddenly exploded above Potter, and the skeleton knight opened the space door and struck Potter heavily with the water-calling sword from top to bottom.

The twisted space folded layer by layer immediately arched, and then spirally twisted into a small black spot. As soon as this strange little black spot was hit by the water-calling sword, it immediately disintegrated into more tiny black powder and flew towards the skeleton knight, who immediately raised the iris shield in his hand to block it in front of him.

There was no strong impact as expected, those black spots were like ordinary ink stains stained on the surface of the iris shield. Before the Skeleton Knight could react, a large number of twisted space balls hovering around him flew straight towards the Skeleton Knight like flies that had found carrion.

The skeletal war horse under its crotch immediately leaped into the air, drawing several lightning-angled flight trajectories in the air. But even with the super high speed of the skeleton war horse, it can only temporarily get rid of those space balls. They seem to be locked on the target. No matter how the skeleton knight dodges and moves, it will not lose the target. It continues to pursue Archangel Porter. enemy.

Seeing more and more space balls coming from all directions, the Skeleton Knight glanced at the 'ink-stained' iris shield in his hand and decisively threw the shield far away.

The moment the shield was thrown away, the densely packed twisted space balls immediately changed directions and chased towards the shield. Although this fleur-de-lis shield is one of the most outstanding works of dwarf craftsmen and can block even attacks from the Hand of God, it cannot withstand the impact of so many distorted space balls without the blessing of its owner. After all, every A distorted space ball can instantly annihilate a mountain. As more and more twisted space balls collided with the shield, the Iris shield could no longer hold up and exploded. Then the densely packed space balls detonated each other, causing strong vibrations in the space area.

The skeletal war horse that was still in mid-air jumped up again with the help of the impact caused by the space vibration. The skeleton knight held the water-calling sword and rushed straight towards Archangel Porter!

Archangel Potter did not dodge, stretched out his thin and narrow mummy arm and swung it forward violently. The Skeleton Knight held the water-calling sword in his right hand and stabbed Archangel Porter violently, while raising his left arm in front of him.

Click! Click! The Skeleton Knight was hit directly in the body by this claw, and the space behind him was directly torn apart by this blow!

The Skeleton Knight, who lost the protection of the iris shield, immediately suffered heavy injuries. The armor of his left arm in front of him was twisted into a twist, and the left shoulder and left ribs were also deeply dented. Several gaps were opened on the left cheek of the helmet.

After paying a heavy price, what he got was a real hit on Archangel Potter. This time, Potter failed to use the law of cause and effect to modify his body structure. The water-calling sword, which could tear apart space, cut off his left bat wing and his left hand cleanly, and black blood spurted out from the cut.

Bang! A violent impact erupted between the two, and both parties were shaken by the impact and retreated backwards.

The skeletal war horse covered in armor and full of scars barely stood still in mid-air in the distance. The skeleton knight ignored the completely useless left arm and just raised the water-calling sword with his right arm and pointed it at Archangel Potter from a distance:

"What a lucky day, sage. The Hand of God has broken three fingers, and neither you nor Darkwing can live long."

"Is it all worth it, Overlord? Wouldn't it be nice to continue the 'chasing game' that happens every two hundred and sixteen years?"

In the distance, Archangel Porter spread out his right bat wing to stabilize his figure, and his tone was still calm and long:

"Look at your pitiful appearance. Your body has been eaten away by the mad god's armor. Now even the skeleton armor used to fix the soul of the ghost body will collapse and dissipate. As an old friend, I can give you a way to survive and retreat. Get off."

"Haha... you're scared."

Skeleton Knight, no, [Overlord] Garcelik laughed from the bottom of his heart for the first time, and the red fire in the eye sockets of the skull mask became stronger and stronger:

"The stupid king ended up ridiculous because he credulously believed in the sages who founded the country together. But this dead man's journey of hunting the endless night is not over yet! I have already realized that I will die today, but I will definitely drag it on. You die together!"

Carrying the broken body, the scarred skeleton knight and skeletal horse rushed towards Archangel Porter in the distance.

"...Garcelik!!"

Archangel Potter could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, roared and spread out his right bat wing and flew towards the Skeleton Knight.

Thousands of years of feud will be completely settled today.

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Wings of Darkness Femont was flying rapidly. Since he had the demonic name "Wings of Darkness", his flying ability naturally surpassed all the hands of gods.

But at this moment, there was sweat oozing out from the face behind the dark eagle-beak helmet. Femont didn't expect that he would experience "fear" after being reincarnated as the Hand of God.

The evil star wizard behind him was actually as fast as himself. He was currently chasing after him, and even had a faint tendency to catch up.

impossible! impossible! I am the son of destiny who comes once in a thousand years, the leader who is about to usher in a new era. How could I die so absurdly at my own 'birthday party'?

Or is it that the hand of God can also dream? Am I dreaming now? Perhaps when he wakes up, he will return to that dark and damp prison and continue to suffer the torture of the disgusting jailer. If that's true, if that's true...

"I will never accept it!!"

Femont's roar resounded through the sky, and his mind suddenly received a lot of knowledge that he had never understood before, and a lot of magic power poured into his body. He understood clearly in his heart that this was the energy from the hands of the other three gods who had been killed. The God of the Abyss gave these energies to himself.

Hahaha... In this case, I have the power of the hands of the four gods. Heather, I want to see you kneel down and beg for mercy!

Femont, whose body was filled with energy to the extreme, suddenly drew an arc in the sky, and confidently turned around to look at Heather, who was pursuing him.

"Heather! What you have to face is the Destiny with the power of the hands of the four gods..."

The blazing red light that hit him interrupted Femont's lines.

In the shocked eyes of Gus and others, the terrifying red light pillar cut through the sky and black fog, completely cutting the sky in half.

This boundless dark sky was illuminated for the first time!